Chapter 43 Is Xuan-level Yun Wanzhou crazy?!
"The monster in Luohua Snow Mountain... the monster is coming!"
Someone suddenly came to his senses and shouted, and the crowd suddenly retreated a few steps.
Xie Wuyang's brows furrowed, and he subconsciously touched the pill on his waist.
Before going up the mountain, he had already prepared for encountering monsters, but he never thought it would come so soon.
Xie Wuyang narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at the monster. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't tell the monster's cultivation level.
In the world of cultivation, cultivators can feel the pressure from their opponents and use it to guess their cultivation level. If they cannot feel it, there are only two possibilities: one is that the opponent has not yet opened his sea of consciousness, and the other is that the opponent's cultivation level is enough to crush you.
Judging from the size of this monster, it couldn't possibly be the former, so it could only be...
He forcefully pulled out a piece of talisman paper, fiery spiritual energy burning at his fingertips. His eyes narrowed slightly, "Ji Yao, you and I are the most advanced among us. If we both choose to retreat, how can we lead the people behind us and obtain the Iceberg Snow Lotus?!"
Ji Yao ignored him and instead fixed his gaze on Xie Wuyang. "My friend, what do you think?"
Xie Wuyang's face was stern. He took the pill from his waist and said, "This monster is a Xuan-level monster. How can I, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, make the decision? If you don't want everyone behind you to die, you'd better evacuate them as soon as possible."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Wuyang stuffed the pill into his mouth and crushed it with a "crunch". A stream of spiritual power instantly rushed out from his dantian and hit his spiritual veins directly.
The shop owner said that this medicine could help him temporarily recover his Jindan cultivation. If he were an ordinary Jindan cultivator, he would definitely not dare to face the Xuan-level monster directly.
But Xie Wuyang was different. He had lived for several decades longer. Apart from cultivating his spiritual power, he also knew many spells, talismans and sword moves that were beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Xie Wuyang had enough confidence that even if he couldn't repel the monster, he could still protect himself.
and……
He also has Chen Ziyi's spiritual weapon with the aura of nightmare stone.
Perhaps it smelled the scent of a living person, but the monster's movements suddenly paused, and it twitched its nose twice in succession. In an instant, it lowered its head and squinted at everyone.
Xie Wuyang had no idea who this thing was looking at. He could only see that the monster's vertical pupils suddenly shrank and turned bloodshot red.
"Something seems to be wrong with this thing." Ji Yao frowned and subconsciously turned to look at Xie Wuyang. Then Ji Yao's gaze paused and fell on Xie Wuyang's forehead.
He didn't know if it was his illusion, but when he turned around, he seemed to see a light flash in the center of Xie Wuyang's forehead, but when Ji Yao wanted to look into it carefully, it suddenly disappeared.
"The monster feeds on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. This thing has reached the Xuan level. The spiritual energy in Luohua Snow Mountain may have long been unable to satisfy his desires. He wants to gain spiritual power from us." As he spoke, a burst of spiritual power burst out from Xie Wuyang's palm and hit the monster's neck directly.
The monster howled in pain, twisted its neck, its pupils shrank twice, and its gaze suddenly fell on Xie Wuyang.
Greed, desire.
This was what Xie Wuyang saw the moment he looked at the monster.
Far from being angry, the monster seemed to be interested and moved its huge head closer to Xie Wuyang.
Xie Wuyang already had the spiritual power of a golden elixir. Facing the monster, he did not retreat at all. He took out a piece of talisman paper from his waist and lit it with spiritual fire.
The degree of burning of the spiritual fire is closely related to the cultivator's cultivation level. The higher the cultivator's cultivation level, the more vigorously it burns; the lower the cultivation level, the smaller the light.
The burning intensity of the talisman paper in Xie Wuyang's hand was several times more intense than when Ji Yao first met him.
Realizing this, Ji Yao opened his eyes and said, "My fellow immortal's cultivation..."
Xie Wuyang ignored it and stared at the monster fiercely. When the talisman paper in his hand was about to burn out, he turned his palm and the talisman flew out.
This is a talisman developed by Xie Wuyang in his previous life. This talisman is different from ordinary monster-catching talismans. While trapping and damaging monsters, it can also cause them to temporarily lose their five senses.
In this way, even when facing high-level monsters, the chances of winning will be increased.
Xie Wuyang had used this talisman several times and had already memorized its effects and usage. Just when he thought that the talisman would help him trap the monster when it fell on it, the talisman paper dimmed when it was just one step away and fell on the monster's forehead.
wrong.
Xie Wuyang was shocked.
The talisman paper fell on the monster's forehead and turned into ashes in an instant. However, the monster just shook its head sideways without any response, not to mention that it had lost all five senses and let Xie Wuyang do whatever he wanted.
Xie Wuyang subconsciously took a few steps back, but the monster reacted even faster than him. It seemed to be enraged and attacked Xie Wuyang directly.
Xie Wuyang mobilized his spiritual power to attack, but suddenly found that his spiritual power had dropped completely. The fierce spiritual power of the golden elixir had died down at some point, and he returned to the foundation-building stage.
Xie Wuyang frowned, and at the critical moment he subconsciously touched the pattern on his cuffs.
This is Chen Ziyi's sword, which has the power of Nightmare Stone. Even a Xuan-level monster cannot stop it. Once Xie Wuyang takes it out, he will definitely be asked about the origin of this sword by those present.
But Xie Wuyang couldn't care less.
Just as Xie Wuyang was using his spiritual power to transform his spiritual weapon, a ray of spiritual light suddenly came, and the sound of swords clashing rang in his ears.
Xie Wuyang suddenly opened his eyes and saw a snow-white sword handle with intricate patterns blocking his eyes. The spiritual power of the spiritual weapon automatically formed a barrier, blocking all the attacks of the monster for Xie Wuyang.
Xie Wuyang suddenly turned his head and met Yun Wanzhou's cold face.
"Stand behind me." Yun Wanzhou's voice was sharp.
Xie Wuyang curled up his fingertips, but before he could respond to Yun Wanzhou's words, the monster whose attack had just been blocked suddenly went crazy again, and attacked the two of them with its bloodshot eyes.
Yun Wanzhou frowned slightly and quickly drew a talisman in the air. A golden light burned fiercely, hiding the faces of the two people.
If the burning golden elixir spiritual power of Xie Wuyang was enough to shock Ji Yao and his group, then Yun Wanzhou's talisman at this moment was more than just shocking.
There are very few masters in this world, headed by the Sky Immortal Yun Wanzhou, and other sects follow behind. There are only ten people in the Mahayana stage and no more than a hundred people in the Nascent Soul stage.
Anyone who can emit such spiritual power should at least be a Nascent Soul.
Looking at the spiritual power in Yun Wanzhou's hand, Xie Wuyang's eyes trembled, and slowly moved from the slender fingertips to Yun Wanzhou's face.
According to his previous temperament, he should have asked Yun Wanzhou why he appeared here, and then estimated in his mind the value of traveling with Yun Wanzhou.
But at this moment, looking at this cold and ruthless face, Xie Wuyang had only one thought in his mind.
Yun Wanzhou was seriously injured in the illusion, his meridians were damaged, and his spiritual power was sealed by Wu Hanfeng. Why did he save him?
Is Yun Wanzhou crazy?!
"Master!" Xie Wuyang called out suddenly.
Yun Wanzhou ignored it and hit the monster with the talisman in his hand. The Broken Snow Sword was unsheathed and the sword flashed with a cold light. The monster fell to the ground without even having time to struggle.
In the eyes of outsiders, Yun Wanzhou easily killed the Xuan-level monster in this battle, but when Xie Wuyang's eyes fell on Yun Wanzhou's face, he still noticed his slightly pale lips.
Forcibly activating spiritual power will inevitably backfire.
"Master..." Before Xie Wuyang could finish his words, Yun Wanzhou raised his eyes slightly and interrupted Xie Wuyang's words, "Are you injured?"
Xie Wuyang's Adam's apple moved, and he looked at Yun Wanzhou's face, wanting to say something but stopping himself. In the end, he just nodded, adhering to the etiquette between master and disciple, and said, "No problem."
After saying this, Xie Wuyang raised his head again, "Master, how did you know I was here?"
He did not tell anyone when he went down the mountain. If he was discovered in Cangqiong Mountain, it would take at least one or two days. How did Yun Wanzhou find him?
Yun Wanzhou's gaze fell coldly on Xie Wuyang, "There is a barrier in Cangqiong Mountain, and all movements within the mountain can be monitored."
Yun Wanzhou noticed Xie Wuyang the moment he came out of the mountain, but he had not yet recovered his spiritual power and was under house arrest by Wu Hanfeng, so it took him a long time to get out of the mountain.
As if he had thought of something, Yun Wanzhou frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Xie Wuyang choked and was just thinking of some excuse to answer this question when he heard a cry of surprise from the side, "This person... This person is from Cang Qiong Mountain. Is he really a disciple of Cang Qiong Mountain?!"
Xie Wuyang's eyes turned and fell on the source of the sound.
Dali looked at Yun Wanzhou in shock, then his eyes followed Yun Wanzhou's hanging arm to his wrist, and then to the Broken Snow Sword. His pupils suddenly shrank and he took several steps back.
The man who had just had a verbal argument with Xie Wuyang's face turned pale and blue for a moment.
Xie Wuyang just glanced at him lightly and then looked back at Yun Wanzhou, who was staring at him, waiting for his answer.
Xie Wuyang's eyes flickered, and he calmly changed the subject, "Master, your meridians were damaged, and you've been battling a monster this time. How are you feeling now?"
Wu Hanfeng told him that he had to wait until Yun Wanzhou recovered from his injuries before he could go down the mountain to look for the Nightmare Stone. If Yun Wanzhou had a bad accident on Luohua Snow Mountain, his body, which had been recovered with great difficulty, would be back to square one or even worse. Wouldn't that be a loss?
Even Xie Wuyang himself did not notice the concern in his words.
Yun Wanzhou shook his head and said, "It's okay. I had already lifted the restrictions that the Sect Master had placed on me before I came here, so I can now use my spiritual power as usual."
"But Master is seriously injured and hasn't fully recovered yet. So..."
The words haven't been finished yet.
Dali stepped forward and suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two. "My fellow immortal, we were blind to recognize the great man at the beginning. I hope you can forgive us. May I ask who your master is..."
Dali's gaze lingered on the broken snow for a moment and then fell back on Xie Wuyang's face.
As Yun Wanzhou is the number one person in the world of cultivation, everyone knows him, but if anyone has actually seen him, they are only disciples of the three major immortal sects.
According to rumors, Yun Xianzun has a sword called Shattered Snow. The sword is as smooth as frost and snow, and can defeat the enemy in one move without bloodshed.
But Dali had never actually seen broken snow, so it was just a guess.
Xie Wuyang's lips moved, and just as he was about to speak, Yun Wanzhou said, "Elder Jiyuan of Cangqiong Mountain."
Dali frowned, as if he did remember that there was such an elder in Cangqiong Mountain. However, that elder was good at observing celestial phenomena and was a formation cultivator. Looking at the spiritual weapon of the man in front of him, it was magnificent, which was clearly something that only a sword cultivator could have.
Dali's gaze fell on Yun Wanzhou, and he silently used his spiritual power to explore the spiritual power in his body, then frowned.
For some reason, when this person used the talisman just now, the golden light emitted by the talisman paper was clearly that which could only be produced by the Nascent Soul stage and above. But when Dali went to investigate again, he unexpectedly discovered that the spiritual power in this person's body was pitifully small, and was almost the same as his own spiritual power.
Dali thought of the golden elixir spiritual power that burned when Xie Wuyang used the talisman, and went to investigate without making a sound.
Just like at the beginning, Xie Wuyang's cultivation level was only at the foundation-building stage.
This master and disciple are really strange. Can the cultivation level of a cultivator change at will?
Could it be...
Dali was startled and met Xie Wuyang's eyes, which were staring at him with great interest.
What kind of evil magic did these two people practice? !
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