ATPnovel Chapter 196 Battle
Chapter 196 Battle
"Master Fayuan..."
Fang Yixin's face was somewhat pale, yet it held a hint of determination: "I wonder how many people from my Qingli Fang family will be sent to this battle?"
"Two people in the late stage of Qi cultivation, and four people in the early and middle stages of Qi cultivation..."
Monk Fayuan clasped his hands together, his face showing compassion.
This time, however, not a single one of Xu Hei's supporters spoke well of him.
"Heh heh... They're trying to wipe out the entire Fang family."
Fang Yixin smiled bitterly: "Wujiu and I are in the late stage of Qi Refining... but cultivators in the early and middle stages of Qi Refining really need someone to take care of their families..." "It shouldn't be like this, but this is a great war... and your son has already separated from his family, so he should naturally be considered a separate lineage."
The monk Fayuan's expression was extremely solemn: "This is a major battle, with severe punishments... Anyone who dares to flee will have their entire clan and sect executed... Of course, the rewards after the mission is accomplished will be very generous, without delay..."
Count me in.
Le Mingxue stepped forward and said softly.
"Sigh... I think my sons Shangxuan and Shangqing should go too."
Fang Wujiu sighed, "Spending another large sum of money to hire a rogue cultivator should be enough, right?"
He exchanged a glance with his elderly father, and they both looked at Fang Shanglin.
If it weren't for this incident, this young family head certainly wouldn't have been able to escape it.
But now that he's a cripple, he no longer needs to go to the battlefield.
I wonder if this is a blessing in disguise...
The Path of Qi Refining, the Immortal Cultivation World of the Small Universe.
Taibai Island.
"This time... it's really different from the little charade the Xuan Tu Sect put on last time..."
Fang Qing sat upright in his cave, untouched by karma or any law, observing the scene on the other side of the Daoist path through the Dao-Born Pearl.
At this moment, the White Bone Dharma King, accompanied by the two Taras, Moonlight White and Sky Sparrow, was meeting with the Purple Mansion True Man of the Yin Corpse Sect.
"As expected of someone from the Purple Mansion, who is of noble birth, they can be served anywhere..."
He sighed and his gaze fell on the Yin Corpse Sect Master Zifu, who was opposite Sangji.
This person had a hooked chin, thin cheeks, and unremarkable appearance. He wore a jet-black Taoist robe, but behind him was a halo of supernatural light, within which seemed to be countless jet-black seal characters, swimming like fish...
"This humble Taoist priest, Lieyu, has met the Dharma King and Tara."
When Master Lieyu glanced at Sangji and the two Tara, his gaze seemed to carry a hint of greed.
Once one's cultivation reaches the Purple Mansion level, one naturally doesn't covet physical beauty, but rather their supernatural abilities!
"What a magnificent 'White Bone Contemplation'! The Dharma King must be currently refining that 'Cleansing of Worldly Ties' technique?"
The aura emanating from Master Lieyu had already reached the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion realm, and although he possessed two supernatural powers, they were not based on the "White Bone Contemplation."
"Indeed, Fellow Daoist Lieyu's cultivation has advanced further; truly a cause for celebration..."
Sangji Rinpoche clasped his hands together and said, "Back then, when I accompanied Kumārajīva Rinpoche to meet the True Man, he had just mastered the 'Rebirth in the Pure Land' supernatural power. Now, he has perfected both supernatural powers and advanced to the middle stage. Congratulations!"
"Heh heh... Kumarajiva? You're probably a Great True Woman by now, aren't you? Of course, in your secret realm you call her 'Great Dharma King,' it's all the same..."
Master Lieyu, slightly wary, invited Sangji to sit down and have some tea: "Fellow Daoist, have you come here for the upcoming battle? In my opinion, we can follow the usual procedure... The methods of the Purple Mansion are not allowed to be used, but the rest can be left to the Dao Foundation and Qi of the lower realms... We can also set some stakes to win some prizes." "That's very good... but what about the Annihilation Land..."
Sangji's cheerful words, though seemingly casual, sounded like a thunderbolt to Master Lieyu: "Damn you secret monks... how did you find out about this information?"
"Since you know the ways of us Tantric monks, you must know that I must get a share of this blessed land."
Sangji also dropped his pretense, revealing a sinister smile: "Now that your Yin Corpse Sect has lost a Grand Master and is forbidden from consuming blood... I'm afraid all your Grand Masters are not in good condition, right? Why provoke a powerful enemy at this time? Why not open up the blessed land? Wouldn't that be better for both of us?"
Master Lieyu's expression immediately turned solemn: "...That Annihilated Land is an ancient secret realm. Since the Secret Realm has learned of it, our sect has no intention of monopolizing it... Otherwise, given the habits of you secret monks, you would definitely have dragged Moyun Cliff into it as well... Fine, but you will need to contribute manpower and resources..." "The opening of the blessed land requires a destined person, this matter is easy..."
Sanji put his hands together in prayer position.
Actually, the grotto heavens are fine, but the blessed lands are nothing more than those built by the Purple Mansion True Man. There are always flaws in the Great Void.
If several Purple Mansion True Persons joined forces, they might not need any conditions and could force it open directly.
However, this matter could easily damage the blessed land, leading to a complete loss.
Secondly, it would diminish one's own fortune and blessings, which is why neither the Purple Mansion True Man nor the Secret Treasury Dharma King would accept it.
Instead, they try every means to find a destined person to come to them, only wanting to take all the benefits without wanting to bear the consequences.
According to Fang Qing, if the blessed land is likened to a beautiful woman, these Purple Mansions are only interested in taking advantage and don't want to take responsibility. So they found another "unlucky guy" to register the marriage, but the groom is actually one of them...
"Not only that, but a blood sacrifice is also required... You and I will each contribute our Dao Foundation and Qi-nourishing cultivators..."
The sinister voice of Master Lieyu echoed: "The Southern Frontier is now overgrown with weeds; it's a good time to harvest and clear them away..."
Southern Xinjiang is mountainous and prone to miasma.
A campsite, surrounded by firelight.
Fang Wujiu lifted the tent flap and saw his father wiping the broken Xuanqing magic sword.
Besides them, his two sons and his sister-in-law Le Mingxue were also there.
"We've already found out that we'll be joining Leader Xu Hei's team tomorrow to attack the Black Miao Village... There are Foundation Establishment cultivators in that village; it's likely to be a fierce battle!"
Fang Wujiu said with a serious expression.
This time, Wusheng Temple mobilized its troops in a major campaign, and even Xu Hei couldn't escape. He could only obediently bring the people from the Four Directions Merchant Guild to serve.
"He's an acquaintance, after all... Senior Xu is very easy to talk to as long as the spiritual resources are sufficient."
Fang Yixin breathed a sigh of relief: "This time... it's different from the Xuan Tu Sect."
As a veteran of countless battles, he knew very well.
The last attack on Xuantu Sect was just a minor skirmish.
But this time they're really risking their lives!
"If you encounter any danger, take refuge here with me..."
Fang Yixin habitually took out his pipe and glanced at Le Mingxue: "Little Xue... you've suffered so much these past years."
Le Mingxue remained calm: "I'm not suffering..."
Fang Wujiu was annoyed by what he saw, and then smacked his two sons, Shangqing and Shangxuan, on the head: "You didn't study magic properly at home, and now that you're on the battlefield, you're only trying to hone your skills at the last minute..."
"We Water Element cultivators are inherently weak, so more practice will be beneficial."
Fang Yixin took a puff of his pipe: "When we lower-level cultivators fight, we mainly rely on talismans and magical artifacts... Whoever has more powerful magic, the sharper their magical artifacts, and the more talismans they have will have the advantage... Spells are too troublesome to use in battle, far less convenient than talismans, but talismans are expensive... And even with my family's wealth, it would be difficult to provide each of you with a suitable magical artifact..."
"This old man has been cultivating the 'Book of the Black Tomb' for many years, and only now have I learned one or two spells... Listen carefully."
Everyone present was a member of the Fang family, so Fang Yixin didn't hold back.
"This spell is called 'Wind Travels Across Heze'... Ji (箕) represents the beginning of wind. Water represents the essence of downward flow. When this spell is cast, the left hand forms the Xun (巽) seal, the right hand draws water from Ji (箕), and the mouth chants 'Wind Travels Across Heze'. Then the wind will stir up the water, which can break through enemy formations and also cleanse impurities."
The old man spoke very seriously: "If we encounter a powerful enemy, we should change the incantation to 'Ji Guang Protects the Body,' which will allow us to move freely on water, enhancing our movement..." "Tomorrow, when we go into battle, I don't expect you to break through the formation and kill the enemy; survival is the top priority... Alas, it's a pity that my family cultivates [Ji Water]. If there were [Bi Water] cultivators present, we could be much more at ease in terms of healing and survival..."
at the same time.
Inside another tent.
Meng Qing was sitting cross-legged when he suddenly felt a mysterious force descend from the sky.
The radiance of the female earth enveloped him, gathering in his dantian and condensing into a foundation, which was the "White Bone Observation"!
This foundation allows one to see through illusions, empower oneself, and bury the dark, lifeless energy...
"I...have I achieved the Foundation Establishment of the Dao?"
Meng Qing's expression shifted, and he immediately concealed his aura: "Does Young Master wish to ensure that tomorrow's battle will be foolproof?"
The next day.
Black Miao Village.
"Sigh... It's pitiful that the old man is so old but still has to go into battle and risk his life."
Xu Hei sighed deeply and took out a Dao Foundation Spiritual Artifact.
This magical artifact was dark and inconspicuous, resembling a small mountain.
The cultivation method he practiced was not passed down in secret, but was deliberately leaked by the Yin Corpse Sect. Therefore, his foundation for achieving the Dao was not "White Bone Contemplation", but "Rebirth Land"!
As he unleashed his power, black soil gathered on the ground, sprouting cattails and dark lingzhi mushrooms, clump after clump, patch after patch, emitting a fragrant herbal aroma. The Dao Foundation artifact in Xu Hei's hand, crafted from his family's accumulated wealth over many years, was named "Ten Thousand Mountains." Not only was its physical form incredibly sturdy, but it also possessed the weight of ten thousand mountains, capable of conjuring countless ravines and valleys to suppress enemies.
"Oh no...it's the enemy's main force!"
Within the Black Miao Village, the only Dao Foundation cultivator was an old drummer.
He wrapped his head with an indigo cloth, wore knee pads on his legs, and held a gong in his hand, but it was nothing more than a ritual implement.
When they saw Xu Hei unleash that "Ten Thousand Mountains", they were startled.
His Black Miao Village has been exploited by the Yin Corpse Sect every year. They not only demand a large amount of spiritual items, but also prevent the corpses of the villagers and cultivators from resting in peace, forcing them to pay "corpse tax".
Even after finally achieving a Dao Foundation, he remained stuck at the early stage of Dao Foundation for many years, without even a suitable Dao Foundation artifact!
"Grandpa...why don't we surrender?"
Behind him, a young Gu Master couldn't contain himself and shouted, "The Yin Corpse Sect is ruthless, we will not..."
This small village naturally lacks any tradition or lineage. This young man has learned the art of casting Gu poison from the Di Tu sect and has long wanted to join forces with the north so that he wouldn't be without any lineage.
"Fool!"
Old Gu Gong raised his hand and slapped her hard, his face ashen: "You dare surrender? Believe me, the Immortal is watching from heaven... Surrender means death! Resist to the end, and if you satisfy the lord, you might have a chance to live..."