Professionals of the Starry Skies - Chapter 225

[225. Chapter 225: Stone Storm Monument (Additional chapters for monthly tickets)]

A small gray-white beast rushed in.

Being able to transform one’s spiritual consciousness to such an extent is no less than that of an ordinary Nascent Soul.

The devil is good at sacrifice, communicating with various powerful beings, descending power or projection, often with the miraculous effect of defeating the strong with the weak!

But at this moment, the gray-white little beast broke into Fang Xing’s sea of consciousness and was stunned.

A huge red sun set, like a furnace.

It was enveloped in terrifying high temperatures, and endless flames similar to the real fire of the sun, but more evil, rushed towards it.

The gray-white little beast roared in shock, and a large amount of gray-white light emanated from its entire body, transforming into strangely shaped runes that protected its entire body.

But it’s no use!

A large number of runes collapsed at the first touch when they encountered the scarlet flames.

Then, the scarlet flame fell on the gray-white beast, as if a “torch” was lit.

Many scarlet flames enveloped the grayish-white beast, causing it to roar in pain.

The beast’s roar was extremely regular, and seemed to be an ancient language.

But Fang Xing had no interest in knowing.

Because of the characteristics of the ‘Great Sun Tathagata Mantra’, when burning the intruder, it will automatically obtain some information:
“The Stone Mist Beast… its ancestors came from the ‘True Demon Realm’… it is good at the ‘Void’ and ‘Fossil’ magical powers…”

“My main body was wandering in the cracks of the void in this world… Thousands of years ago, I was accidentally discovered by the Yuanying of the Nine Infants Sect. After communicating with them, I obtained some of the offering rituals…”

“No more?”

“It’s very brief. I’m not very interested in the Mahavairocana Mantra. It can only be regarded as ordinary fuel…”

Countless things happen in the sea of consciousness, but in the outside world it is just a moment.

Taoist Shi couldn’t help but feel excited when he saw the gray-white little beast rushing into Fang Xing’s sea of consciousness.

He was relying on the power of a powerful magic beast. He asked himself that even a master like Zhengqizi would suffer a great loss or even die if he failed to dodge or did not have a magic weapon for spiritual defense.

But suddenly, the joy on his face quickly faded, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and he looked at his own natal jewel bowl with horror.

A crack appeared on the bowl at some point.

“Contract backlash? No!”

The stone Taoist let out a howl. Not only was he injured, but he also felt a horrible malice and anger.

I’m afraid it’s not just him. In the future, no one in the Nine Infants Sect will be able to use the formation rituals to offer sacrifices and communicate with the terrifying monster.

It is equivalent to that a part of the sect’s foundation has been destroyed by him, and he will definitely be severely punished when he returns.

If… I could go back alive!

Bang!
Fang Xing pressed down with one palm, and the Heaven Covering Hand covered the sky and hit the Dharma Stone Bowl directly.

Various lights flashed on the stone bowl, and the original crack continued to expand, eventually splitting into two halves.

Bright red blood actually flowed out from half of the stone bowl.

Taoist Shi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and essence, and his aura quickly weakened.

A cultivator’s natal magic weapon is closely related to himself. Once it is destroyed, it is natural for him to be seriously injured.

Not only that!

The stone monsters in the sky gradually regained some clarity on their faces, but their eyes were red. Suddenly, they let out a few strange cries, ignoring Fang Xing completely, and went back directly to surround the stone Taoist priest. It turned out to be a backlash of magic!
“What are you going to do? Ah…”

The talisman light around the stone Taoist was offset and broken through by a large number of stone monsters fearlessly…

Then countless human-headed bats flapped their wings, surrounded him, and continued to eat his flesh.

If it were an ordinary Jindan cultivator, he would die before long.

But for Shi Dao Ren, who practices both Dharma and body, death is a luxury.

His strong physique allowed him to endure this backlash for a longer time, as if he was constantly enduring the torture of being cut into pieces, even his soul was affected…

When the screams gradually died down, the bats with human faces also turned into stone statues, fell from mid-air, and exploded into pieces.

With a flash of sword light, a stone seal and a storage bag were taken back from the corpse.

“Let’s go!”

Fang Xing muttered something, and turned into a sword light, carrying his original body away in an instant.

…

The main gate of the Jiuying Sect.

Nine strange peaks rise abruptly, surrounded by a poisonous swamp.

It is said that these nine mountain ranges were not formed naturally, but were snatched from other families and sects by the founder of the sect, a great True Lord in the late Nascent Soul stage, who used his magical powers to move mountains and fill the sea.

At this time, in a cave with fourth-level spiritual energy.

A stone tablet depicting a strange beast shattered.

The stone tablet originally stood quietly, and there were eight other steles around it that were shrouded in dark demonic energy.

“Hmm? Why did the Shilan Stele break into pieces?”

Not long after, an old man in a green robe came to the stone tablet, stretched out his old hands like chicken claws, and stroked the broken pieces of the stone tablet.

A sound transmission talisman appeared in his hand. Not long after, several streams of light arrived at the entrance of the cave. They were all high-level Jindan masters of the Jiuying Sect. They knelt on the ground and called him “Ancestor”.

“The Stone Mist Monument is broken… Who is the true disciple of practicing the ‘Fossil Magic Art’?”

The green-robed ancestor walked out of the cave and asked casually.

“Reporting to the ancestor, this is Shi Qi’s true teaching… Just now the Soul Palace reported that Shi Qi’s life tablet was also broken…”

The leader of the Jiuying Sect, a cultivator in the late Jindan stage who was wearing a beast robe with strange patterns of gods and demons on it, hurriedly reported.

“waste!”

The green-robed ancestor snorted coldly: “It would be fine if I died, but I also caused trouble for the sect and lost a powerful demon beast projection…”

Upon hearing this, several Jindan cultivators nearby couldn’t help but gloat over the misfortune.

In the demonic sects, the internal fighting is even more intense, and is even exposed.

These Jindan elders have wanted to bring down the sect leader for a long time.

“Ancestor… do you want to offer sacrifices again and ask the Shilan Magical Beast to enjoy its blood? And communicate with it? Perhaps you can erect a magic monument again…”

The leader of the Nine Infants Sect proposed it reluctantly.

In fact, he knew very well that after this situation occurred, there were only a few powerful monsters and demons that were willing to accept blood food and continue to sign the contract.

You might even get attacked as soon as you start communicating, and vent your anger on them!
But you have to try to remedy the situation.

Otherwise, wouldn’t his image in the eyes of the ancestor be ruined?
“Why don’t you go now?”

The green-robed ancestor snorted coldly, “The Shi Lan monster was found with great difficulty by our ancestors. It has a trace of the Nine Infants bloodline in its body. Need I say more about its importance to the sect? Now that we have lost the favor of this monster, the power of our sect’s defense formation will be reduced by 10%… Damn it, even if Shi Qi is not dead, I will definitely extract his soul and refine his spirit when he comes back this time!”

In the evil way, losers are always treated cruelly.

Not to mention, this kind of person not only kills himself, but also brings trouble to the sect.

“Where is Shi Qi recently?”

The green-robed ancestor asked again.

“Shi Qi had a mental disorder before and has been living in seclusion in Moyun Immortal City… Calculating the date, he should be returning to the sect soon. I wonder what kind of misfortune he encountered.”

The leader of the Nine Infants Sect answered immediately.

“Investigate! Investigate everything thoroughly!”

The green-robed ancestor said hoarsely: “It’s just right, let Huo Moqing go… Isn’t he known as the Six Heroes of the Demonic Path? If he can find out the truth, this ancestor can allow him to enter the ‘Nine Infants Blood Pool’ once…”

As soon as these words came out, some of the other Jindan cultivators showed joy on their faces, while others were shocked: “Ancestor…”

“Okay, I’ve made up my mind.”

The green-robed ancestor returned to the cave and immediately closed the door.

Several Jindan cultivators looked at each other, feeling helpless and could only bow and retreat.

But in the dark, glances kept interweaving.

The spiritual consciousness of a Nascent Soul cultivator is so powerful that it can almost cover an area of 100 miles, and one can even use the spiritual consciousness to eavesdrop on their spiritual transmissions.

Therefore, they could only communicate with their eyes:
“The old man actually handed over the ‘Nine Infants Blood Pool’. After soaking in this pool, the probability of condensing a Nascent Soul for those who practice this sect’s skills can be increased by 10%. Unfortunately, there is only one chance to condense a Nascent Soul every few hundred years… It is a rare spiritual object for condensing a Nascent Soul. What exactly does the old man want to do?”

“Could it be that… the old man is nearing the end of his life as the rumors say?”

“It is said that in the previous battle, the old man encountered the Yuanying Zhenjun of Xuantian Sect and suffered a lot. His vitality was seriously damaged, which will definitely affect his lifespan…”

Many magic cultivators who had reached the Jindan stage had mixed feelings in their minds, and several of them actually went directly to Huo Moqing’s cave.

The Six Heroes of the Demonic Path is a combination of geniuses specially created by the Demonic Path to counter the ‘Five Sons of the Righteous Path’.

Each of them is a young demon with a great reputation, hoping to condense the Nascent Soul.

In order to suppress the righteous path, six of them were specially arranged, one more than the righteous path’s five sons!
Huo Moqing is one of the six heroes of the evil path. He used the merits of the war between the righteous and the evil to exchange resources to break through the late stage of Jindan. He is also an immortal Jindan cultivator and is regarded as a Yuanying seed.

Naturally, he would go and try to please the Jindan elders who were on his side.

As for the Jindan who were hostile to him, they needed to go back and think of a countermeasure…

…

The troubles in the Nine Infants Sect had little to do with Fang Xing.

After killing the three Jindan cultivators, he immediately fled thousands of miles away and found a place to count the spoils.

In the cave.

The corpse of a wild bear lay on the side, and Xiuxian’s clone was grilling the meat.

Fang Xing himself first took out Mu Laodao’s storage bag.

After a slight ritual, it removed the spiritual imprint left by the other party and entered the storage bag.

“It turns out to be a ten-cubic-meter storage bag. The total storage space is about ten cubic meters. It’s really good…”

He swept his spiritual power across the storage space and immediately smiled with satisfaction.

Although storage bags are considered a luxury among Qi-cultivating monks, they are a must-have in the hands of high-level monks such as the Jindan stage, and each one has a large capacity.

“This old cultivator in the early stage of Jindan is indeed the poorest. He deserves to be the first one I killed… Hmm? The middle-grade magic weapon Suzaku Flag? It turned out to be him? The old man didn’t stay at home to enjoy his old age, but ran out to fight… Isn’t this a disaster?”

Fang Xing shook his head and looked at a few more pieces of third-level spiritual wood. He was quite satisfied and put the storage bag aside.

Then, he opened the storage bag of the woman surnamed Nie, searched for it, and first took out the shell containing the ‘Thousand-Year Stone Milk’: “… This thing is destined to be with me. With this amount, I don’t have to go to business to exchange for the Thousand-Year Stone Milk. I can find a place to directly impact the Core Formation Stage… This fellow Daoist Nie is really a good person.”

In addition, this female cultivator named Nie seems to be a formation master, and there are many formation flags and formation plates in her storage bag.

Fang Xing also saw several third-level “Breaking Ban Talismans” and even a fourth-level “Breaking Veins Pearl”, which was a pleasant surprise.

“Yes, there is also a quasi-fourth-level trap array… It is probably prepared for Zhengqizi. Fortunately, she was not allowed to set it up calmly, otherwise I would have to slap her to death, wasting a bit of the Great Sun’s divinity…”

“Huh? What is this?”

There was a white jade token in his hand.

This token is very strange. There is a cloud seal on the front, and phantoms are constantly flashing on the back.

In the illusion, mountains and lakes can be vaguely seen, with an overwhelming aura, and a corner of the Jade Palace can also be seen.

“It looks like an ancient artifact, with an extraordinary aura… Let’s go back and check.”

Fang Xing put away the white jade token and picked up a stone seal.

“This magic weapon has an ancient shape, and it doesn’t look like something made today. It should be an ancient treasure…’Guardian of the Heart’?”

He looked at the ancient seal characters on the bottom of the seal, thinking: “This is a rare divine consciousness defense magic weapon. Although I can’t use it, I can give it to my immortal clone…”

This deity is known for his martial arts will, and he also has the ‘Mahavairocana Mantra’ to suppress his sea of consciousness, so he has nothing to fear.

On the contrary, the immortal clone is just an ordinary sword cultivator, with some shortcomings in spiritual awareness, which can be supplemented by magic weapons.

Fang Xing asked his immortal clone to refine the ‘Heart Guarding Seal’, while he himself looked at the fallen golden armor.

“It should be a piece of magic armor, with a strong magic style…”

He used the martial arts golden elixir to transform his magic power, which slowly entered into his armor, and he immediately sensed something different.

This set of third-grade top-quality armor actually looks like a living thing, with a bloodthirsty feel.

Fang Xing picked up an arm armor at random, and saw a row of barbs suddenly appear on the inside of the arm armor, as if they wanted to pierce into the wearer’s body and suck blood.

“Isn’t this the iron-nail coffin you see in the evil god’s world? I must be crazy to wear this to fight!”

He shook his head and understood why Taoist Shi, who was also a physical cultivator, chose not to wear this top-grade magic armor.

Because it is not meant to be worn by humans!

“However, a set of third-grade superior spiritual armor…is incredibly valuable, more expensive than several third-grade superior magic weapons combined…it can be compared to a set of third-grade superior flying sword formations…”

“It’s a pity to leave it like this.”

“After I advance to the Great Vajra Realm, my physical body will be intact and I won’t be afraid of damage from magic weapons… I should be able to wear it. At least it will provide an extra layer of protection, even if it’s just average…”

“No, ugh…why should I wear a dead man’s armor? I might as well sell it…”

Fang Xing shook his head, casually named this set of armor “Dead Man’s Armor”, and threw it into the storage bag to collect dust.

“This Taoist priest Shi is worthy of being the true disciple of the Nine Infants Sect. He has a lot of good things on him! Of course, Fellow Daoist Nie is not bad either… The remaining one can only stand aside as punishment.”

He rubbed his hands and finally opened the stone Taoist’s storage bag.

The brand in this storage bag was the most powerful, but it still exploded after a moment.

“Hiss… This Taoist priest Shi really has a lot of good things on him.”

Fang Xing first scanned a pile of jade slips, but unfortunately the ‘Fossil Magic Power’ he wanted to see was not there.

Most of them are some correspondence, common magic formulas…

“This old fellow… actually hid a bottle of ‘Thousand-Year-Old Stone Milk’. What a profiteer!”

He classified them one by one, and suddenly a black jade slip appeared in his hand, and he fell into deep thought.

There is no martial arts technique in this jade slip, but there are more than a dozen ways of refining corpses.

The blood corpse that Taoist Shi had refined before was also among them, named “Heavenly Evil Blood Corpse”, which was considered to be the simpler ones.

“If we refine a demon corpse, then the dead body armor seems to be able to be reused?”

Fang Xing touched his chin and fell into the same train of thought as Shi Daoren.

(End of this chapter)