Chapter 127 The Trip (2)
The magical techniques in the second volume dazzled Ji Rong, making her blood surge.
There is a technique inside that, judging from its name, is clearly orthodox.
Such as wind magic, water magic, thunder magic, fire magic, alchemy, formations, puppetry, medicine and poison techniques...
There are also unorthodox techniques such as the Yin-Yang Scripture, the Blood Scripture, Corpse Techniques, and the Gu Scripture...
Seeing the solemn and grand names of the various methods under the side sects, Ji Rong's heart began to race.
Curious about just how bizarre the unorthodox techniques created by her ancestors could be, she began to read them.
The preface to the Path of Joy states that there is a phoenix named Joy, whose spiritual platform is born with innate yin fire, destined to die young.
On his deathbed, he suddenly felt that isolated yin could not produce life, and isolated yang could not grow. So he sat cross-legged under the sun, absorbing the essence of the sun to balance the yin fire in his body, thus creating the Yin-Yang Classic.
This scripture requires the innate spirit of Yin Fire to cultivate. Those who force themselves to cultivate it will gradually lose their minds, fall into the mortal world, and never be able to turn back...
Ji Rong had experienced the censored version of the Blood Sutra; just looking at the name sent chills down her spine…
Ji Rong then looked down at the corpse technique.
The opening of the Corpse Technique states that this technique is insidious and requires finding the body of a saint who has attained sainthood, sealing their Dao fruit and severing their life force at the moment of death.
Only by making them willingly die, and obtaining the sacred body of someone whose breath has not yet dissipated, can one practice this technique...
Ji Rong browsed through the articles one by one, gradually feeling tired.
These unorthodox methods truly live up to their reputation as unorthodox techniques; although their names are respectable, their requirements are extremely demanding.
If any phoenix were to obtain a version with its head and tail removed, it would be a powerful tool to prevent it from having any offspring.
The next day, Ji Rong woke up still listless, and even her weaving speed decreased.
Ji Zhuang was startled and said, "Sister, your 'Multi-Faced Technique' not only wastes your spiritual energy but also your vital energy. You should stop it immediately!"
Ji Rong glanced at her brother and said in a serious tone, "Now that we have no shortage of spiritual energy, we should use this Celestial Body since we have cultivated it."
Am I only going to use it to run away from now on?
Ji Zhuang felt that Ji Rong's words made perfect sense, so he also transformed into a celestial being and slowly began to weave the story.
As a result, their weaving volume that day was only 70% of their usual volume.
Upon hearing this, Jiao Jue specially came over at dusk and lifted Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang upside down for three quarters of an hour.
Feeling insulted, Ji Rong did not read "The True Explanation of the Phoenix" again that night. She calmed her mind to recover her spiritual energy and made up for the missing cloth the next day.
Seeing that her brother Ji Zhuang was not very skilled at weaving cloth in his celestial form, she said, "Brother, take your time weaving, I'll help you weave some."
After the cloth was woven, Ji Rong helped her brother Ji Zhuang distribute it.
Ji Rong watched as Ji Zhuang skillfully sewed the cloth with his beak, so she tried it herself and ended up poking a series of holes in the cloth.
The stitches that were finally completed were crooked and uneven. When Ji Zhuang saw this, he chased Ji Rong away, not wanting her to make things worse.
Ji Rong knew she couldn't help, so she went to cultivate by the pond.
She continued reading the second volume of "The True Explanation of the Phoenix" one inscription at a time, only to find that the serious magical techniques within also required a high level of skill.
Everyone says that alchemy and alchemy are the most profitable, so Ji Rong immediately looked at these two fields.
However, Ji Rong's heart sank halfway after reading only the first few sentences.
The text above states that to cultivate alchemy, one must first cultivate true fire within one's body, or subdue a strange fire from heaven and earth for one's own use.
However, most of the strange flames of heaven and earth have developed sentience, making them dangerous to subdue.
It's not often the bird that eats the fire, but rather the fire that burns the bird from the inside out.
Ji Rong can only ignite fire now; she looks inward at her spiritual platform but sees no place that can hold a ball of flame, so she abandons the alchemy method.
Looking at the formations, there are no strict requirements for formations; they emphasize comprehension, and different formations have different effects.
Therefore, the array masters here often specialize in different arrays; some are good at illusion arrays, some at killing arrays, and some at transformation arrays...
However, to become a formation master, you first need to have money.
The construction of an array cannot be separated from spiritual energy and precious materials;
Early learning also requires repeated practice and experimentation to understand the quality of one's formations and improve one's skills.
Upon reaching this point, Ji Rong lost all desire to continue reading.
Ji Rong has a decent amount of spiritual energy, but when it comes to comprehension of formations, she can't even understand the basic illusion formations set up by foxes, so she probably doesn't have much comprehension.
Ji Rong glanced through all the spells and techniques, but found none suitable. Deeply disappointed, she went to pour out her heart to Gu Qingqing.
Upon hearing this, Gu Qingqing immediately said enviously, "Well done, Ji Rong! You actually possess so many techniques. With such memories, why bother learning attack techniques? Any clan would worship you and whip you."
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After Ji Zhuang finished making the clothes, Jiao Jue was about to set off.
Ji Rong, with Ji Zhuang and Gu Qingqing in tow, called out from behind, "Brother Jinlong, wait for me!"
Jiao Jue turned around and shouted, "Fool! If we all go out, who will watch the island!"
Ji Rong smiled and said, "With all the elders here, the Witchcraft Department won't be in chaos."
"Brother Jinlong, your cultivation is the highest, how can you do this job of carrying the shaman? Let the three of us do it."
Jiao Jue originally didn't plan to take the three of them out, but after hearing Ji Rong say that, he felt that it was the right thing to do.
Then he shouted, "Dead bird, you carry the witch and the witch, and the rest, your brother and the ugly fox, take turns carrying them!"
Jiaojue wanted to lead the shamans from the desolate sea to travel to the Canghe River.
He believes that the Canghe River, as one of the only two river veins through which Canglan Jun attained enlightenment, is more representative than the Nanshui River, which was added later.
To cross the Canghe River, one must first find a ferry crossing.
When Ji Rong and Ji Zhuang crossed the water, they sat in cages, so they didn't feel that crossing the water was any different.
Now, as they fly through the air and revisit the place, they realize how chaotic the crossing was.
The banks of the river were covered in excrement, and the water was filthy, black, and foul-smelling.
Among the cultivators traveling in the water, there are those who occasionally go mad and release poison into the water.
On the water's surface, one could see all sorts of swollen, bubble-like corpses, many of which suddenly burst under the sunlight, making a "plop" sound.
The bluish-black pus from these corpses mixed with the water, making it even darker.
After crossing four thousand miles of water and flying three thousand miles, the little ones on Ji Zhuang's back could no longer sit still because of the wind.
Especially the lich disciples with a high proportion of aquatic blood, whose cultivation level was low, had skin that became tight and cracked when exposed to the wind.
Seeing this, Ji Rong flew forward and asked to rest.
Now that they had brought the people out, Jiao Jue thought it was time to let these old and young people see the outside world, so he ordered them to stop and rest.
He shrank his body, completely concealed his aura, and coiled himself on a clean rock.
Just as he finished cleaning the ground and sat down, a scruffy-looking Xuanling Realm rat cultivator came up to him crying and begging for food.
While begging for food, the rat dared to get close to Ji Zhuang and touch him. Ji Zhuang caught it immediately, crippled its claws with a beak, and swatted it into the grass with a wing.
Upon seeing this, Jiaojue stroked its claws and laughed, "Little bird, I thought you only knew how to weave cloth and farm, but I didn't expect you to have such a decisive and ruthless side."
Ji Zhuang remained silent. He and Ji Rong, one bird and one side, vigilantly watched their surroundings, while Gu Qingqing spread her tail and protected the resting Wu Clan disciples inside.
Before long, Ji Zhuang caught a scorpion that was peeking out from the grass, as well as two rats that were pretending to pass by but were actually trying to steal something.
Ji Zhuang's claw technique was clean and swift, killing his opponent with a single swipe, leaving him no chance to release his poison.
If it doesn't die from one claw, he'll tear it apart with his wings and feet.
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