Chapter 599 Six Generals
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"For the Druid class, level 5 is a big threshold. After breaking through, will there be an increase in both the animal and plant realms?"
"However, the biggest increase is probably in the plant sector."
"Qiulong changes?"
Fang Xing felt the advancement of his own wilderness form: "A carp turns into a snake in ten years, a python in a hundred years, a dragon in five hundred years, and a dragon in a thousand years!"
"Qiulong is a young dragon, no longer a snake or python... It has dragon characteristics and can influence celestial phenomena within a certain range, enough to compete with Yinshen Zhenren."
In the eyes of outsiders, he was just a casual Taoist practitioner who joined Qingmuling halfway.
No one could have guessed that he already had real-life-level combat power!
"In fact, I don't even need to rely on druids to increase my combat power now."
Fang Xing smiled, took out a stack of 'blood paper' and 'spiritual bamboo strips', and prepared to cut out a few paper figures.
The biggest advantage of origami is that it can sacrifice one's lifespan to improve the quality! With his current state of being in the middle stage of the Dao Foundation, it would be easy for him to fold a few Dao Foundation paper figures as long as he was willing to sacrifice his lifespan.
Although this kind of Taoist paper figurine does not have the magical powers carried by the Taoist foundation, it can still easily bully the cultivators in the Qi Sense Realm.
In fact, when their numbers are large enough, they can even pose a threat to those at the later stages of their Dao Foundation!
"With a life span of more than three thousand years, it is enough to advance the art of origami to an unprecedented level..."
"It's worth it that I have been practicing the Perfect Hand and studying the art of origami..."
Under the light, Fang Xing's hands were extremely agile and his moves were perfect without any failure.
It didn't take long before a paper figure of a boy was cut out, and it was equipped with paper soldiers, paper armor, and paper horses...
"The art of origami is great, but it has its limits... No matter how many sacrifices you make, it's hard to surpass your own great realm."
“For example, no matter how many sacrifices a Qi-sensing monk makes, it is difficult to create a paper figurine at the Dao Foundation level.”
"But I am already a Taoist monk. As long as I am willing to sacrifice a few years of my life, I can make a Taoist paper figurine..."
Fang Xing thought for a moment and said, "I wonder if I can break through the limits of origami and fold a Yin God-level paper man by spending two or three hundred years of my lifespan?"
Obviously, no cultivator in the Blood Shadow Sect has ever attempted such a thing.
Even the Taoist monks of the Origami lineage of the Blood Shadow Sect do not have such a long lifespan!
A Yin Shen Zhenren from the paper-folding school only needs a few years or even dozens of years to make a Yin Shen paper figure.
It’s just that Yin Shen Zhenren values his life span more, not to mention Yin Shen Zhenren who practices the art of origami, who can generally only live for two to three hundred years and would not easily waste it like this.
Only Fang Xing is a BUG!
At this time, the paper man made by Fang Xing was riding on the bamboo horse, with a look of murderous intent that was comparable to that of a ninth-level Qi Sense cultivator.
"It's just a casual work. It's already good to have this ability. Besides, I haven't taken the last step yet."
Fang Xing nodded, bit her index finger, and put two dots of blush on the paper figure:
"Sacrifice with blood, awaken the spirit with longevity, go!"
In an instant, Fang Xing felt that his lifespan was slipping away rapidly.
One year, two years, three years... five years! Boom!
After he paid five years of his life, the paper figure immediately broke through a major barrier and emitted magical fluctuations at the Taoist level.
"Five years of life, in exchange for a Dao base of combat power?"
"It seems that this business can be done?"
"No, my Wanquan Hand and Origami have both reached the Grandmaster level. Fei Shentong couldn't catch up with me at all... That's why I have such efficiency. Outsiders who just practice Origami can't have such a high success rate or such low consumption. Only with the foundation of the Origami lineage of the Blood Shadow Sect can this be possible!"
“But they have already shortened their lifespans a lot in order to learn various spells. Even if they break through the Dao foundation and extend their lifespan, it’s hard to say whether they will have decades left. They may not be willing to spend so much money… In other words, spending a few years is fine, but making a few more paper figurines will cost them their lives.”
"When I got to Yinshen Zhenren, I encountered the same dilemma."
Fang Xing did not stop the ritual. In the blink of an eye, ten years of his lifespan had been consumed, and the paper man's cultivation level had risen rapidly, reaching the middle stage of the Dao Foundation! Then...
Thirty years of lifespan disappeared quickly, and the paper figurine reached the late stage of Dao foundation! At this point, Fang Xing also stopped the ritual: "Although I feel that I can continue, if I want to make a Yin Shen paper figurine, my lifespan will be consumed by at least a hundred years... And now my origami skills are still relatively crude. Even if I make a Yin Shen paper figurine, I can't control it freely..."
"At least, I have to wait until I reach the later stage of Dao Foundation."
He looked at the paper figure in front of him. The paper figure had grown to be as tall as a human being. It was wearing armor that looked like it was made of jade, and there were six flags of different colors on its back.
The paper horse under his crotch was also extremely ferocious, carrying an aura of iron cavalry.
"This paper general has obviously been improved to a certain limit in all aspects. He is a deadly weapon in the Dao Foundation Realm..."
Fang Xing nodded and continued folding paper.
Not long after, five more paper generals emerged.
He calculated with his fingers and realized that he had already wasted one hundred and eighty years of his life!
"One hundred and eighty years! Even the Yinshen Zhenren of the Origami lineage wouldn't dare to squander like that! After all, the Origami lineage has always had a short lifespan..."
"If it was the Taoist foundation of Origami, then he would have just sat there and passed away..."
After paying the price of lifespan, the strength gained is also real.
Fang Xing looked at the six paper generals at the later stage of Dao Foundation and nodded, "When the time comes, we can place a few of them at Poison Dragon Hill, and there will be nothing to be afraid of..."
He was also afraid that some Taoist demon cultivators would wreak havoc in Poison Dragon Hill and burn his ten thousand acres of bamboo forest, or force the little ginseng spirit to reveal its true form, which would then attract more demon cultivators.
Fortunately, the Qingli Swamp is not high in the attack sequence of the Blood Shadow Sect. At most, a few evil cultivators with the sense of qi will appear and disrupt the production order.
"My life span is also very limited... I only have 3,020 years left..."
Fang Xing felt a sense of urgency. If he wanted to sacrifice the Yin God Paper Man in the future, these three thousand years of life would not be enough.
"You guys, go and capture Fei Changqing!"
He gave the order calmly, and the six paper generals immediately rode out on their horses.
The sound of horse hooves suddenly appeared and then quickly disappeared.
I saw that the six paper generals at the later stage of the Dao Foundation joined forces, and immediately some mysterious changes occurred. A layer of black mist emerged, like a formation, allowing them to move in and out freely, as if they were passing through the underworld. They didn't even open the tree house, but rode out on horseback and walked through the wall.
"This... has some of the spirit-like feeling of the Paper House Cave Heaven."
"A high-level origami creation is naturally compatible with the underworld, or in other words... can it passively utilize the power of the 'spiritual world'?"
"Theoretically speaking, the six paper generals' attack is already a bit of an overkill, after all, Fei Changqing has not yet reached the Dao Foundation... But, we should be lenient with our enemy."
Fang Xing moved and his body disappeared.
What appeared in the original place was a white jade dragon! Compared to the pitch-black mountain python and dark blue water viper that were often ten feet long, the dragon transformed by the level 15 [Wild Transformation] was only a few feet long and looked much younger, but it was covered with white jade-like scales, without any of the viciousness of snakes and pythons, but with the majesty of a real dragon.
Whoosh! The white jade dragon flew up directly, as if it was some kind of instinct.
There were also wisps of mist lingering around, obscuring his figure.
"The dragon rises and the fog rises!"
Fang Xing looked at his body and found that the body of this dragon was still like a snake, but there were two small bags on his head and two small claws on his abdomen.
Only the tail is still a snake's tail.
Moreover, he instinctively mastered the art of flying and the art of creating fog.
He wandered in the void, as if wandering in water and land, and in a blink of an eye he arrived near the medicine garden.
Then the six paper generals joined forces, using the spiritual world to influence reality, and pulled a wooden house to somewhere between the world of the living and the world of the dead.
"Is this the principle of the Spiritual Paper House Cave Heaven?"
'Now the six-headed paper general is reproduced in the form of a formation, which is difficult to last... But it is indeed of this nature. With the help of the power of the spiritual world, a gap between illusion and reality is created...'
As the owner of the paper, Fang Xing naturally entered this space.
I saw that this place was only about one mile in radius, and was surrounded by gray fog, forming high walls.
Fang Xing cruised leisurely in the air, the cloud he emitted mixed with the gray mist, hiding his figure perfectly.
Xilulu! A paper general galloped on his horse and suddenly shot out with a spear.
Bang! Fei Changqing's wooden house turned into wood chips all over the sky.
But after the wooden house was shattered, Fei Changqing's panicked figure did not appear, but a formation! A large number of trees and shadows were lush, guarding a person firmly in it.
"Daoji Paper General?"
"Blood Shadow Sect? My identity has been leaked?"
Fei Changqing waved a green flag in his hand, his face as gloomy as water.
Boom!
That paper general rode his horse and raised his spear. A terrifying spear light was like a black dragon, rushing straight towards the 'Twelve Green Wood God Controlling Formation'.
Countless plants and trees broke, Fei Changqing 's face turned pale, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.
He is currently only at the ninth level of Sensing Qi and the cultivation level of Hunyuan Qi. Even if he is a great master who has been cultivating again and has the help of formations, it is already the best he can do to block an attack from the latter stage of Dao Foundation.
Trample!
But soon, something happened that made his expression change drastically.
Accompanied by the sound of horse hooves, one paper general after another, wearing paper armor and riding bamboo horses, appeared.
"Six Dao Foundations in the Later Stage?"
"You really think highly of me..."
Fei Changqing almost vomited blood. This kind of lineup could pose a certain threat even to him in his prime.
What virtue and ability does he have now?
whoosh!
But the six-headed paper generals will not be polite to him. One of the paper generals draws the bow and an astonishing arrow light emerges.
Puff!
Six attacks landed on the formation, breaking the Twelve Green Wood God Controlling Flags one by one.
The formation was shattered directly, revealing one of the bound bean puppets.
A flash of silver light.
The real Fei Changqing appeared dozens of feet away. Seeing the environment similar to the underworld, he gritted his teeth and took out a talisman from his flying squirrel bag.
(End of this chapter)
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