This guy is crazy...
You can't fight him head-on. You have to stabilize him first, and then find a way to get down the mountain and never come back...
Zhang Feixuan had just made up his mind when he heard a disciple next to him say, "Big, big brother... you said we should do a general cleaning, but we don't have any tools, how can we do it?"
"No tools? Um..."
Song Yin was stunned for a moment, then looked around, and suddenly stretched out his hand forward, hooking up his five fingers to make a suction gesture.
The gravel around the hole in the center of the square suddenly took off and quickly flew to Song Yin's hands.
"Change."
He just shouted, and the hard bluestone fragments suddenly stretched out, swaying like a stream of water, and then turned into long strips of cloth.
The longer bluestones are stretched into objects such as brooms and dustpans.
"Okay, now we have the tools. Come up and get them and start cleaning. Let's work hard and make this place spotless."
Song Yin picked up a rag in his left hand, held a broom in his right hand, and smiled.
"Huh? Why aren't you moving?"
But he frowned as no one came up to get the tools.
The disciples in the square stared at the tools beside Song Yin with their mouths wide open, as if they had never seen the world before.
Especially the second junior brother Zhang Feixuan, his eyes were about to pop out.
"Master, Senior Brother, you, you..."
Zhang Feixuan pointed at those tools, his fingers were shaking, and his eyes were full of horror.
He walked over quickly, bent down and picked up a rag at Song Yin's feet.
The touch... Really!
He tore it with great force, and with a ripping sound, the long cloth was torn in two.
The material... is real too!
What
What is this!
Zhang Feixuan was in deep shock.
He doesn't understand, he doesn't comprehend!
It should have been double... It's out of place.
He is at the fifth stage of Qi Refining, 'Using Wisdom', which is the stage of using magic. Not to mention some of the spells passed down to him by his master, he has also learned some strange spells in the past few years when he went down the mountain, but none of them can actually change objects!
This is not an illusion, it is a real object, made of stone. No matter the shape or feel, it is all real!
"Senior Brother, what kind of magic is this?!" Zhang Feixuan asked tremblingly.
He remembered that when the armored disciple broke into the alchemy room just now, this strange man was still naked, but he immediately changed into clothes.
That's not a trick, it's real clothes!
"Hmm? This is the technique of using objects to shape things." Song Yin answered honestly.
"Using things to shape things?"
Zhang Feixuan was stunned for a moment. This sentence seemed familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before...
He glanced at the object in his hand, his eyes showing a trace of greed, "If objects can be used to shape objects, then stones can also be turned into gold?"
Song Yin waved his hands in disdain: "What good is that evil method? It just disrupts the world's prices for no reason."
"So you really can do it? Senior brother, can you teach me this spell?!" Zhang Feixuan asked anxiously.
Song Yin frowned slightly, looked at Zhang Feixuan, and said in a deep tone: "Junior brother, although I have just become a senior brother, I have to say that you, as the second disciple, you should also set an example. How can you ask such a superficial question."
"Crude, superficial?" Zhang Feixuan was dumbfounded.
Turning stone into gold, how can that be superficial!
If he had this magic, he would have no chance of becoming an immortal. He would have left Sumeru long ago to enjoy life in the mortal world!
Song Yin said, "In the Medicine Stone chapter of the Golden Immortal Great Elixir, it is clearly written that 'use objects to shape objects, and damage objects to replenish objects'. Didn't you learn this?"
"Learn, learn..."
Zhang Feixuan said, "But that's about identifying medicinal stones, extracting their contents, and exchanging pharmacology for pharmacology. How can it be related to transformation?"
To put it simply, this method is to find a medicinal herb and convert its toxicity into a medicinal herb, or vice versa. It is time-consuming and labor-intensive, not only not worth it, but also has nothing to do with what Song Yin performed.
"That's right. In fact, it's all about changing the essence. Eliminating the original essence and replacing it with a new one. In simple terms, the essence is swapped."
Song Yin nodded and said, "If you understand one method, you will understand a hundred methods. Once you understand this, it will be easy to become other methods."
"Yes, is that so?" Zhang Feixuan looked confused, "Is this how it should be understood?"
"Yes, I thought that since it was all about exchanging essence, then I could use my magic power to exchange essence for clothes, so I conjured up a set of clothes. I turned stones into cloth tools based on this technique, and if I want to turn stones into gold, I can do that, but I need a lot of stones, and I don't have enough magic power, so I don't have the ability to do that for the time being."
Song Yin patted Zhang Feixuan on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Take what the master taught you to heart. Although my realm is not as good as yours, I have the potential to be a great immortal. The master also passed on the "Golden Immortal Great Pill Art" to me. If you don't understand in the future, you can come and ask me."
No, even if I asked, I couldn't do it...
The magic that the master taught us is not what you said!
"Senior brother is truly a remarkable man with unique understanding. The rest of us are far behind him..." Zhang Feixuan smiled dryly.
It's not just that he's powerful, it's also that the strange white aura can suppress his magic power, this guy is also so talented in cultivation...
We have to run quickly!
"Brother, I'll go clean it up now."
Zhang Feixuan picked up the broom and dustpan and was about to go out.
"Wait a minute, I'm new here and I'm not familiar with these fellow disciples. Just help me clean. I have some questions to ask you, so you don't embarrass yourself because of unfamiliarity." Song Yin said with a smile.
Zhang Feixuan's body froze, and he looked at Song Yin's smiling face and forced a smile: "Ah, it's an honor for Junior Brother."
Immediately, under Song Yin's gaze, all the other disciples came up, picked up tools, and started cleaning the square, while Song Yin stood in the center of the square and cleaned with Zhang Feixuan.
"Over there, how are you sweeping? Is sweeping the floor just a gentle touch like you did? Is that what you call sweeping the floor?!"
"And you, why are you wiping the pillar like you haven't eaten? You are an accomplished Qi cultivator, with Qi stored in your body. Your physical energy is clearly circulating endlessly, but how come you don't have any strength at all!"
"First, finish sweeping the floor, and then we'll repair the buildings. Speed up everything. We're practicing Taoism, so can't we finish it before the sun goes down?!"
In the square, Song Yinzhong's powerful voice rang out.
Zhang Feixuan, who was standing aside, was holding the broom weakly, sweeping silently with his head down.
No, I can't stand it anymore...
He is the second disciple of the Golden Immortal Sect. He acts arrogantly under the Xumi Vein and looks down on mortals as nothing. He is not here to be a slave.
I want to run, I want to run, I want to...
"I can't stand it anymore!"
The one who spoke was one of the disciples sweeping the floor. He threw down his broom, his eyes red, and shouted loudly: "I came here to learn the Dao, to learn how to make human pills. Only mortals can do the work, not me! Who do you think you are? You are just relying on your profound magical powers. I would rather die than surrender!"
As he spoke, a ball of green energy emanated from his body and he rushed straight towards Song Yin.
And then... he quickly bypassed Song Yin and ran towards the mountain gate.
Its speed was so fast that it almost formed a green shadow and had already reached the mountain gate.
He is not stupid. He is sick and would only fight this monster. He can run away first.
Song Yin snorted coldly and took a step. A white gas surged out and turned into a white shadow. He quickly flashed behind the disciple. He raised his hand, grabbed the disciple by the collar and lifted him up.
boom!
The white gas blasted open and directly washed over the disciple's body, causing him to wail and scream, but his struggle soon disappeared, and the whole person hung in Song Yin's hand like mud, without a sound.
"Hmph, your determination to seek the truth is not strong enough!"
Song Yin threw the man away and he fell on the square like a rag.
"You can't even bear doing a little chores and you still want to practice Taoism?! You are such a disgrace to your master to teach you the Dao! You are such a disgrace to others!"
Song Yin glanced at the man, then stood in front of the mountain gate, staring at everyone present, and shouted: "And you, don't think I can't see that you have the same idea! If the master hadn't accepted you as a disciple and it was not easy to expel you, I would not care about you!"
Never mind, let's go!
Zhang Feixuan wailed in his heart.
"It's just cleaning, but you're so impatient? How can this be! I'm watching you here, no one is allowed to be lazy, just clean up!" Song Yin raised his eyebrows, looking ferocious.
Hearing this, the other disciples lowered their heads and concentrated on their work.
Compared to before, I am obviously working much harder now.
"Master, senior brother is so powerful that he can take someone's life with just a wave of his hand." Zhang Feixuan walked up to him and complimented him with a forced smile.
"Hmm? What do you think?"
Song Yin looked at Zhang Feixuan strangely, then glanced at the fellow disciples who were cleaning, and said, "How could I harm my fellow disciples? He was just brushed by the aura of the Great Dao. He will be fine after lying down for a while. But don't tell anyone. The brothers are too weak now. We have to force them. Let's talk about it after the cleaning is done."
"Great, great aura?"
Didn't that thing just kill the armored disciple? Is everything really alright
Zhang Feixuan swallowed his saliva, but when he turned around, he saw that his fellow disciple was still shaking from time to time. It seemed that he was still alive, but he looked very scared.
He suddenly felt a sense of grief for the loss of another.
In the past, he didn't care at all about the death of his fellow disciples, but now...
Zhang Feixuan lowered his head and swept the dust on the ground vigorously.
No matter what, clean up first and don't go against the wishes of this evil man!