Ji Yuan, who was in Juntian Mansion, did not sleep in the middle of the night. He had been carefully guarding the white chess piece belonging to his good friend Yin Zhaoxian in the artistic conception of mountains and rivers. Once the Dan Qi covering the surface of the chess piece was absorbed a little, Ji Yuan would immediately replenish it.
I am so careful because the heat on the white pieces has not subsided.
In fact, Ji Yuan knew that it would not be very useful for him to just stand there and watch, and as long as he did not stop it, the chess piece would go to the alchemy furnace on its own to absorb the overflowing alchemy energy.
But after all, it was my best friend in this life who had an accident, so I couldn't sleep anyway. Fortunately, I just waited for him, and I also worked hard to refine the five elements and the magic power in my dantian.
Although the Lao Long whom I met that year was nominally a friend of Yuan, in reality their friendship was not that deep. They had just chatted once.
It was almost dawn when Bai Zi's fever finally subsided and stopped recurring, which made Ji Yuan breathe a sigh of relief.
Exiting the artistic conception of mountains and rivers, Ji Yuan, who had been sitting cross-legged, lay back on the bed.
Then he thought back to the situation that had made him nervous most of the night and smiled at himself.
"This Samadhi True Fire... is really fierce..."
After making fun of himself, Ji Yuan’s face turned serious.
"Master Yin, Master Yin, what on earth have you gotten yourself into..."
The moment the flame of the Samadhi True Fire collided with Madam Hong, Ji Yuan could also feel the evil spirit and even vaguely heard the resentful roar.
The other party obviously hated Yin Zhaoxian. Even though he later attracted the City God of Chunhui Prefecture, Ji Yuan was not sure whether the City God had captured the monster.
"What if we fail to capture it?"
Ji Yuan also narrowed his eyes. Distant water cannot quench immediate thirst. He and Master Yin were separated by a state, which was nearly two thousand miles in a straight line. In the middle, there were mountains, rivers and various complex terrains. In addition, he might be a little bit directionally challenged, so it would be difficult for him to get there in a short time.
The Samadhi True Fire trick can be used once, but it must never be used a second time. Otherwise, before the monster dies, Master Yin might be refined to death by the true fire in the furnace first, and the monster will definitely be on guard.
However, although the monster had become powerful, even if Ji Yuan was there in person he did not dare to confront it. He was still seriously injured by the Samadhi True Fire when he was caught off guard.
Even though he was only swept by the flame and was not actually burned, that flame was not the light of a small flame, but the flame of the infinite true fire in the alchemy furnace, which was definitely not a pleasant experience.
Ji Yuan kept thinking of countermeasures, trying to come up with a way to ensure that his best friend was safe. It would be best if he could kill the monster. After all, Master Yin was not only an important white pawn in the human world, but also Ji Yuan's best friend.
'cut?'
Ji Yuan’s thoughts just now suddenly made him realize something, and he turned his gaze to the bedside.
Now that Ji Yuan is traveling, the Qingteng Immortal Sword has been floating and hidden behind him.
However, because the sword spirit itself is already formed, the sword body hides itself. Not only ordinary people cannot see it, even immortals and demons who have not reached a certain level of cultivation cannot see it. It feels like a book created by heaven.
Because in a sense, "heaven" can be regarded as a kind of text that imitates spirituality, so the immortal sword that itself breeds spirituality will naturally find it easier to do this, and it is more proactive. Apart from the master, only a few people can see it. It can be regarded as a sword-endowed magical power of the Qingteng Sword after the sword spirit became self-made, along with flying.
Seeing Ji Yuan looking at him, the Qingteng Sword beside the bed floated up and flew to Ji Yuan.
"Although I may not be strong enough to face that monster in a hurry, I have the Green Ivy Sword! I may not have no chance if I prepare myself!"
Thinking of this, Ji Yuan sat up again and drew the Qingteng Sword out of its scabbard, without any sword light leaking out.
“It’s up to you this time!”
Buzz~~
Although it didn't quite understand what its master meant, the Qingteng Sword still responded.
Ji Yuan took a deep breath and kept the sound of "Chi" in his mouth. The mysterious energy in the artistic conception of mountains and rivers flowed out along the golden bridge and guided along with Ji Yuan's magic power to the fingertips of his right hand.
The fingers seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the fingertips were bleeding red.
Ji Yuan pointed his right sword finger at the sword, and the mysterious yellow energy surged out along with magic power and blood, and the seal script wrote a word repeatedly many times.
"Cut, cut, cut, cut..."
After writing each character, the next one will become more difficult to write and consumes more mana. In the end, the mana in Dantian will be completely used up, and you need to convert part of the mana into Dan Qi to write the next character, and then convert part of it to write another character.
By the time he had finished writing all of them, the sword body was able to accommodate forty-nine "kill" characters. Ji Yuan was already pale and dizzy, and it was already three quarters past noon outside.
As the last word "kill" came out, Ji Yuan suppressed his dizziness and took Zi Jie Yintian's hand to seal the sword with a ray of positive energy from heaven and earth.
The mixed black and yellow characters on the Qingteng Sword gradually disappeared as they flashed, restoring the original appearance of the sword.
"Huh... Hoo... Huh..."
Ji Yuan sat against the wall beside the bed, feeling a little exhausted. He touched his numb and itchy nose with his hand and found a trace of blood.
The Green Ivy Sword has been accumulating energy for three years and its power is still there. The damage caused by cutting wild fruits on the mountain before naturally does not count. Ji Yuan used the Xuanhuang Qi to issue an imperial decree, writing 49 words of "behead" in a row, determined to combine the sword power of the Green Ivy Sword to kill the injured monster.
After all, it was a transformed and powerful monster, and Ji Yuan had no idea what to do, so he used all his tricks.
However, although he was not sure whether it would work, during the writing process Ji Yuan's mind was determined to kill without any fluctuation, in order to build up momentum for the Qingteng Sword.
The Qingteng Sword was now suspended in front of the bed, neither making a sharp sound nor flying around. It seemed as if it was being pressed down by a heavy aura, keeping its sharp edge hidden and unreleased.
When Ji Yuan recovered a little, he casually summoned the scabbard and slowly put it on the Qingteng Sword. Then he walked to the bed in the guest room, propped up the wooden window, turned around and instructed the Qingteng Sword:
"The flame of Samadhi True Fire is not so easy to bear. Go to Master Yin quickly and use the breath of True Fire to find the evil spirit and kill it! Remember, it is a transformed monster. You can only use one sword at your peak strength, and then it will decline. If you fail in one sword, you must not fight!"
Buzz…
The sound of the Qingteng sword was subtle but powerful, and the restrained sword intent made the air within two inches of the sword slightly blurred.
"Well, go ahead!"
Ji Yuan finished his words with some tiredness.
Whoosh~
The Qingteng Sword had turned into a stream of light and flew out of the wooden window, then soared into the sky. In a dozen breaths, it rose to a high altitude, and rapidly traveled through it with the help of the force of the strong wind. Its energy was pointing to Chunhui Mansion in Jizhou in the distance. Its speed was actually beyond Ji Yuan's imagination.
It is difficult to conceive a spirit and it is difficult to achieve a spirit. The law of fate is as mysterious as the practice of enlightenment. There are only a few famous immortal artifacts and spiritual treasures in the entire world of immortal cultivation. The reason why the Qingteng Sword can make Ji Yuan, who has always been conservative in measuring size, determine it as an immortal sword is because the sword spirit is already formed and it is agile and natural.
Ji Yuan looked at his own magic sword flying in the air, and stopped thinking whether it would succeed, while muttering to himself.
"I'm a little envious..."
Another wave of dizziness came over him, Ji Yuan shook his head, returned to the bed, began to sit cross-legged, and practiced the Qi Guiding Technique to gather spiritual energy.
As waves of spiritual energy gathered to nourish his body, Ji Yuan's discomfort gradually faded away.