Chapter 622: Whistle for Help
"Without enough time and moonlight, if we change the environment hastily, I'm worried that some of the silkworms will die. Moreover, the other underworlds are far away, and it will be very troublesome to communicate with Shengsi and the others." Changyu Sword said.
Qing Zijin said: "To cultivate telekinesis, Chuncheng is definitely the best place."
"In that case, let's go to the secret place that the Ancient Suiyue Clan mentioned and practice in seclusion."
Li Weiyi had already become the backbone and made the final decision.
He was the one who least wanted to leave.
The three thousand miles of Chuncheng's netherworld are rich in resources, unmatched anywhere else. Just the sacrificial pits alone hold countless treasures.
When the people of the Ancient Suiyue Clan brought the chun silkworms, they told them about a refuge. Tang Wanzhou gave the seal of the refuge's formation to Li Weiyi before he left.
We didn't go there before because it was impossible to evacuate quietly because there were countless eyes watching us outside the base.
It’s different now!
After finishing packing, the four of them quietly left the camp.
The next day, the entire Sentinel Army base was razed to the ground by a group of powerful dead spirits.
…
Another year passed in the underworld.
In the West City, which is not covered by the spirit of the underworld, there is a burial area on the outskirts of the city.
“Ouch!”
A plant of Polygonatum with scriptures flashing all over its body grew into a tiger-shaped body, more than two meters long, with leaf stalks on its head that were showering with light rain, and it ran at an extremely fast speed.
The tiger roared deafeningly as it rushed into the depths of the Ten Thousand Burial Area.
It is a 6,000-year-old medicinal herb that, for some unknown reason, has acquired the ability to cultivate and control magical instruments.
Seven Phoenix-winged Moth Kings chased from seven different directions.
"Don't let it escape into that dead area. Laowu, what are you doing? Stop it." Dafeng shouted anxiously.
"It won't get away."
Sifeng released two bolts of lightning from his eyes, hitting the tiger-shaped Huangjing.
Wu Feng burst out with his natural speed, drawing a brilliant streak of light and cutting off one of the tiger-shaped Huang Jing's legs.
The tiger-shaped Polygonatum fell to the ground with a loud bang, roaring angrily and sadly, and was surrounded by seven Phoenix-winged Moth Kings.
Then, the fragrance of medicine filled the air.
Over the past year in the Netherworld, Li Weiyi spent only eight months in seclusion refining the Dragon Soul's Source Light. The rest of the time, he ventured outside the Netherworld, led by Tian Lingzi, into the secret locations surrounding Chuncheng to gather medicinal herbs.
The cultivation levels of the seven Phoenix-winged Moth Kings have all made rapid progress, and all have reached the second level of the Longevity Realm.
Big Phoenix, Second Phoenix, Seventh Phoenix, and even reached the peak of the second realm.
Li Weiyi, holding the Spear of All Things, slowly followed, releasing threads of telekinesis to explore the ground and search for ancient relics.
The air was filled with gray fog and a thick, gloomy and corrupt smell.
The ground was littered with bones, broken weapons, rusted weapons, and crumbling walls. The soil was a dark red. Some of these places would ooze blood if stepped on, telling the intruder that this place was dangerous.
On the Spear of All Things, Tian Lingzi and Di Lingzi, one white and one black, grow side by side like twins.
The former has a bitter face while the latter always smiles happily.
"call!"
A cold wind blew over.
From the depths of the gray fog, figures appeared one after another, holding spears several times taller than themselves, with ghost fire burning on their bodies.
They are the ghost soldiers transformed from the army that died in the ancient battle.
Li Weiyi was no longer surprised. He took out the evil camel bell and shook it gently.
“Wow! Wow…”
Four ancient transcendent corpses, refined into war corpse puppets, moved forward side by side to drive away those evil soldiers.
Their bodies were severely decayed, with the bones inside exposed in the rotten parts. The other side of the heavenly elixir in their bodies dissipated, and the transcendent secret energy in their flesh and blood had also been severely lost.
Li Weiyi refined the ghost pills and corpse pills he had seized into their bodies.
The skin is covered with puppet patterns.
After the ghost soldiers were driven away, Li Weiyi stood on a bare hill, opened his eyes, and looked into the depths of the deathly aura. He saw a lake of blood, in which floated the corpse of a tiger over 30 meters long.
Even though it has been dead for 20,000 years, its body is still intact and its breath is strong, but the tiger skin has lost its luster.
"Endless years have passed, but the blood has not dried up, and the heat waves are still rolling. Forget it, even if there is a treasure, it must have been taken away by the Ancient Clan of Time. This corpse must be dangerous."
Li Weiyi quickly retreated and called the seven Phoenix-winged Moth Kings to leave.
After eating the tiger-shaped Polygonatum, Sifeng and Wufeng's bodies glowed with light, and their bodies grew slightly longer, reaching the peak of the second realm.
Once Sanfeng and Liufeng have completely digested the elixir in their bodies, they will probably break through in the near future. Li Weiyi couldn't help but envy them secretly.
Although at this stage, he can also refine the dragon soul source light to improve his cultivation, but at the same time, he needs to comprehend it, and needs to constantly understand it and transform it into his own way.
Over the past few days, Li Weiyi had put aside his telekinesis training and focused on refining the Dragon Soul Source Light. It took him eight months to refine two balls.
However, it is still a little short of the middle stage of the second realm.
What was lacking was his own summary and understanding, and the need to integrate the Dao of the Ancient Immortal Dragon Skeleton that he had absorbed so frantically. The more he absorbed, the more time he needed to study thoroughly.
With a talent like Tang Wanzhou, in the early stage of the second realm, he only needs to refine a ball of dragon soul source light, and add his own practice of the true scriptures to reach the middle stage of the second realm.
From this we can see that the accumulation required by Li Weiyi for each realm is far more than those of the ancient sects.
This is the root of overcoming adversity.
When we arrived at the edge of the Ten Thousand Burial Area, we could hear the sound of the wind.
Li Weiyi immediately stopped and listened carefully, his eyes glaring. "It's a distress whistle! One thousand and one hundred miles outside the city. Could it be that Tang Wanzhou and the others have returned?"
"I don't know if it's too late."
Without any hesitation, Li Weiyi took out the jade boat and flew across the sky like a meteor.
At this time, how can I care about hiding my whereabouts?
Time passed by minute by minute, and the whistle sounded intermittently.
“It’s Nangong!”
Even when he was still two hundred miles away, Li Weiyi saw from high in the sky the bright clouds blooming above the dark earth in the distance.
Several figures moved rapidly on the ground, hunting her from all directions.
Li Weiyi was secretly curious in his heart, why did Nangong return to Chuncheng, and where were the other people from Shaoyang Division?
Nangong Baiyi was reduced to a blood-stained robe, his long hair disheveled, and his left arm dangling, clearly broken. Every step he took left a bloody footprint as he desperately ran away.
Magical weapons kept flying behind and above his head.
Wisps of Yin Qi from the ground spread like vines, wrapping around her legs. Once they were wrapped around her, she would be captured by the Taiyin Sect masters chasing after her.
“Swish!”
Jingzhen held a black flagpole like a stick in each hand. Every time he used Taoist magic, he could catch up with Nangong and inflict new injuries on her by moving his body.
Her back was covered in blood and flesh, as if it had been pierced through.
Jing Bing has become completely familiar with Baichuan's body, elixir of immortality, and magical energy, and has transformed them into his own.
“Boom!”
Huo Tianming unleashed his Sky Tooth Battle Ring, which narrowly sliced through Nangong's waist. The ring spun and flew, landing on a cliff, causing it to collapse.
He glanced at the distant sky and exclaimed, "It's Li Youwei's jade boat."
Nangong was agile, stepping on the light cloud and flying to the top of the cliff. He glanced in the direction of the jade boat, and suddenly, hope was rekindled. In his exhausted body with exhausted magic energy, Jiuquan began to gushed out magic power at a speed never seen before.
"It came really quickly."
Jing Zhen was not surprised. He said to Huo Tianming, Huangfu Song and the others, "I will intercept Li Weiyi. You must make a quick decision. This woman must be captured alive. If we pry open her mouth, we will definitely be able to obtain the secrets of the Ancient Clan of Time."
Huo Tianming had a lewd smile on his face: "Haha, she's known as the most beautiful woman in the Holy Land of the Holy Hall, Long Legs Nangong. I haven't even seen what she looks like yet. She must be captured alive."
"She rushed back to Chuncheng from the border, which is very strange. What was she doing at the border? And why did she return to Chuncheng?"
Huangfu Song's cultivation has reached the peak of the third realm. He activated the nine-foot-long spear, which turned into a ghostly python, accompanied by a long river of scriptures.
The spear and the Chimang flew over in a winding manner, knocking the fast-moving Nangong back.
“Whoosh!”
Li Weiyi had arrived thirty miles away, standing tall at the bow of the ship, with his fingers raised above his head, and a formation of one hundred and eight lightning strikes appeared around him.
After practicing the imperial technique "Nine Heavens Thunder Sword", the one hundred and eight lightning beams became much thicker.
The reason why Yu Yaozi said that he was very suitable for practicing this technique was because he was very suitable for practicing this technique.
This is because the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder Sword is closely related to the Thunder Strike Formation. As long as you master the Thunder Strike Formation, you can easily practice swordsmanship.
Only after practicing the thirty-six thunder arrays can one cultivate the first level.
The Seventy-two Thunder Strike Array can be practiced to the second and third levels.
One hundred and eight thunder arrays can be cultivated to the fourth, fifth, and sixth levels.
To cultivate a higher level of Thunder Sword, one needs to absorb more powerful lightning to achieve it.
Li Weiyi used a formation of 108 thunderbolts as his sword pool. With great momentum, wind and thunder went hand in hand, pointing towards the sky.
Accompanied by a deafening roar.
A bright flash of lightning, like a zigzag sword in the sky, flew across the sky.
The front end of the electric light was shaped like a sword, bright and sharp, extending towards Huangfu Song in the distance.
On the cliff, Huangfu Song clenched his five fingers into claws and reached out to Nangong. Sensing the danger, he immediately used his body skills to dodge.
“Crack!”
However, the lightning turned and the sword still fell on his chest.
The golden magic weapon armor on his body was covered with dense defensive scriptures. He was knocked back by the sword and missed the perfect opportunity to capture Nangong.
"Is this thunder magic? Swordsmanship?"
Huangfu Song became alert, realizing that the distance was too far and the power of thunder and lightning was weakened, so he was not injured.
The jade boat flew within ten miles and dived down into the wind.
Li Weiyi locked eyes with the oncoming Jing Bing, both filled with murderous intent. He clasped his hands together, forming a sword-shaped finger gesture. The 108 lightning bolts surrounding him transformed into a rain of lightning and swords.
Like a river of thunder and lightning, and like thousands of swords flying together.
Jing Zhen frowned, having never expected Li Weiyi to be able to use thunder magic so skillfully. Knowing that he must have made further progress in the past year, he dared not take it lightly.
“Crash!”
He waved the flag with his right hand and attacked. An attack formation appeared on the wide flag.
With his left hand, he inserted another battle flag into the ground. The black flag fluttered in the wind, and a circular defensive formation emerged.
One attack and one defense, blocking the thousands of flying lightning swords.
However, he saw that Li Weiyi had turned into a ball of purple mist and moved to the cliff behind him. He strode forward, held the crumbling Nangong with one hand, and slapped out a palm that filled the sky with clear light, which blew away the Tianchi battle ring that Huo Tianming had controlled from a distance.
"I'm here to fight you. Who will step forward first to die?"
The sound echoed in the mountains below the cliff.
(End of this chapter)
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