Chapter 58: Transformation “Master, I found it.”
Xie Wuyang paused, and suddenly turned his head to look at the piles of spiritual objects behind him.
Maybe Yun Wanzhou's words reminded him, but Xie Wuyang suddenly remembered an insignificant little thing.
In his previous life, before he became the Demon Lord, he was already widely known for his deeds in the world of cultivation.
At that time, people were still speculating about him. Some said that he was a genius that only appears once in a century, and that he would become a leader in the world of cultivation in the future.
Some people say that he cannot distinguish between good and evil, his mood is changeable, and his talent will only bring disaster.
There are many speculations, but after Xie Wuyang succeeded the Demon Lord, there was a sudden sign of unity.
A murderous demon.
Due to their combined strength, the immortal sects had no intention of becoming his enemies, and even the three major sects had sent their elders to sign a letter of alliance.
But the content of the alliance letter was not very good.
Xie Wuyang read it over and over again two or three times, staring at the two lines of words on it: "The demons pay 20,000 spirit stones to the Immortal Sect every year, and the Immortal Sect vows never to invade the demon world", and laughed out loud.
"If I remember correctly, it was you who took the initiative to seek peace with my demon clan this time, right?" Xie Wuyang narrowed his eyes and pointed at the terms of the alliance. "Is this your sincerity?"
The elders who had come to sue for peace stared at him with embarrassment, wanting to speak but hesitant. Finally, a white-robed elder in the middle spoke hesitantly, "There's another clause at the end of the covenant. If the Demon Lord agrees to this contract, we're willing to transport a certain amount of food, fodder, and livestock every month. The Demonic lands never see the sun, and the people live in poverty and hardship. If..."
A burst of sword energy came towards him, but Quexie moved in front of the white-robed elder in an instant with lightning speed, pointing directly at his forehead.
Xie Wuyang moved his fingers, causing Quexie to sway twice as well. If he missed, the white-robed elder's head would be pierced. "Which elder are you from?"
The elder in white swallowed his saliva and took a step back calmly and strongly. "Lotus... Lotus mist."
"Lanwu Sect." Xie Wuyang frowned thoughtfully. After a moment, he turned around and asked the attendant beside him, "It sounds familiar. What kind of sect is this?"
Although there are hundreds of immortal sects, it is impossible for Xie Wuyang to remember the names of them one by one, but as the Lianwu Sect is one of the three major immortal sects, it is not so bad that he can't even remember its name.
He was just deliberately making things difficult to avenge his alliance.
The attendant who served was also carefully selected and very good at reading people's expressions. After hearing Xie Wuyang's words, the attendant lowered his head and explained seriously, "A few days ago, the Juelu Sect was wiped out, and the sect's treasure was taken away by the Lianwu Sect."
"Oh..." Xie Wuyang stretched out his tone, pretending to understand suddenly, "So it's the bandits who stole the spiritual objects of other sects."
…
Seizing other sects’ spiritual objects...
Xie Wuyang picked up a spiritual weapon at random and weighed it in his hand.
Looking back now, the Wax Apple Sect was no longer a good thing five hundred years later. Could it be that this bandit-like behavior had been spreading for a hundred years?
Xie Wuyang raised his eyebrows and said in a playful tone, "I wonder if the disciples of the Lotus Mist Sect know that the spiritual weapons and medicines in their sect, which they are so proud of, were all obtained through some dirty means."
Yun Wanzhou nodded, glanced around, and suddenly made an indeterminate gesture and threw it behind him.
There was a flash of golden light, and the spiritual light became stronger. After a moment, it returned to calm and went out in the pile of spiritual weapons.
Yun Wanzhou pursed his lips and said, "Look for it again."
Although he had no idea what the spell Yun Wanzhou was casting, Xie Wuyang subconsciously followed Yun Wanzhou's instructions and went to look for another pile of spiritual weapons.
When she turned around, Yun Wanzhou suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Xie Wuyang stared at his grasped wrist for a moment, then raised his head in confusion.
Yun Wanzhou said, "Let's find out what kind of magic formation is here."
Xie Wuyang was stunned at first, and then his eyes suddenly fell on the pile of spiritual weapons that Yun Wanzhou had cast spells on.
At first glance, Xie Wuyang didn't notice anything unusual, but now he paid close attention and actually found something different there.
The spiritual power that Yun Wanzhou displayed was not random. When the spiritual power exploded, it created a shallow pit in the center of the pile of spiritual weapons.
That spiritual weapon had never been found, and now its secrets had been revealed.
A magic circle was set up in the pile of spiritual weapons at some point.
Xie Wuyang took three or two steps forward and raised his hand to release a burst of spiritual power.
His spiritual power had not been cleansed too much, and it was pure, with tiny bits of it scattered throughout.
The spiritual power circled around the magic circle, and when it reached the center, it suddenly paused for some reason.
Xie Wuyang frowned and was about to withdraw his spiritual power to investigate the reason, but as soon as he raised his hand, a suction force suddenly burst out from the magic circle and instantly sucked the spiritual power in.
Immediately afterwards, the magic circle seemed to have opened a valve, and even dragged Xie Wuyang's hand a few inches closer. He was about to be sucked into the magic circle and mashed into a pulp. A warm feeling swept over his whole body.
The familiar golden light began to spread from the palm of his hand closest to the magic circle, wrapping around him inch by inch, until Xie Wuyang completely broke free from the confinement of the magic circle. This spiritual power had already enveloped his entire body.
He recognized this spiritual power.
Yun Wanzhou's protective aura.
But when did Yun Wanzhou give the protective aura to himself?
Staring at the flickering spiritual light on his body, Xie Wuyang moved his fingers, turned his head, and his gaze fell on Yun Wanzhou not far behind him.
Yun Wanzhou did not show much surprise about the protective aura, as if it was just an ordinary thing.
Noticing the movement coming from Xie Wuyang's side, he didn't hesitate for a moment and stepped forward. He didn't stop until he was close to Xie Wuyang. He stroked Xie Wuyang's head with his hand filled with spiritual power and said, "This formation has the effect of devouring spiritual power. Anything that takes away spiritual power will not be able to escape."
Including elixirs, spiritual weapons, and even...
monk.
The powerful spiritual power slowly flowed from the top of his head to his whole body. This was not an ordinary spell. Xie Wuyang knew in his heart that Yun Wanzhou was passing on the protective spiritual power to him.
Unlike usual, this time the protective spiritual power lasted longer. Unless Xie Wuyang was in a head-on confrontation with someone above the Nascent Soul stage, he would hardly be in any danger.
Xie Wuyang forced himself to come back to his senses from the slight itch on his head and turned his gaze back to the formation that Yun Wanzhou had created with his spiritual power.
Xie Wuyang had seen this formation before, and now thinking back on it, it seemed quite familiar.
In order to steal the Nightmare Stone, he once used a formation called "Floating Thousand Formation", which can transfer power to a specific container silently. This container can be an object or a person.
At that time, Xie Wuyang used this formation to try to transfer the power of the Nightmare Stone to himself, but he was discovered by Yun Wanzhou, who blocked his way, and Xie Wuyang was severely injured by the backlash.
If not for this, Xie Wuyang might really be able to use this formation to get the Nightmare Stone.
The formation set up by Jiang Lin looked different from the "Floating Thousand Formation". In fact, in addition to the details, it was missing one crucial detail, which changed the effectiveness of the formation.
Can only devour the power.
If that’s the case, what’s Jiang Lin’s purpose in setting up this formation?
The spiritual power exerted on his head gradually decreased from small to zero. The moment Yun Wanzhou withdrew his hand, Xie Wuyang's thoughts also became clear.
Everything that happened after entering Jiang Lin’s dark room was also explained.
Xie Wuyang frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly turned around and walked towards the place where Jiang Linling Sword was found.
The power of the Nightmare Stone is extraordinary. Compared with the magic circle set up five hundred years later, the magic circle set up by Jiang Lin is still a little lacking in quality.
If one wants to completely transfer the power and not let this power cause the spiritual power to lose control, another formation should be set up.
Turn the magic array.
The two formations complement each other. The illusion formation can weaken the power of the nightmare stone and reverse the devouring formation, transforming it into another thing similar to a teleportation formation, which can be used to move the power to a specific location.
Since he could use the magic circle to transfer the Nightmare Stone five hundred years later, then five hundred years ago, Jiang Lin could also use this magic circle to absorb all the power of the Nightmare Stone in the spiritual weapon.
only……
The power of Nightmare Stone must be stored in a medium, and the best container for storing the power of Nightmare Stone is...
It should be the nightmare stone itself.
As the spiritual objects were moved away one by one, the ground underneath revealed its original appearance.
A spiritual formation that had long been dim appeared in sight. Because it had been too long, the cinnabar on the periphery of the formation had lost its effectiveness, and even the remaining spiritual power had long become insignificant.
But based on the records in ancient books in his memory, Xie Wuyang recognized the magic circle at first sight.
"Master, I found it." Xie Wuyang said.
Hearing the sound, Yun Wanzhou turned around from the other end of the dark room and took two or three steps to stand in front of Xie Wuyang. When they stood side by side, Xie Wuyang's gaze fixed on the formation for a moment, but then he regained his composure, "Jiang Lin really did use the Transformation Formation."
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