Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 353: Fatal Storm

Taoist Cihang's gentle voice echoed in the big tent, and Qu Ying felt a surge of joy in her heart. It was such an honor to be appreciated by the Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect.

After getting the permission from her master Jiang Ziya to switch sides, she quickly bowed:

"Disciple is willing! It is a great honor for the disciple to receive guidance from the Immortal Master!"

From then on, Qu Ying formally became a disciple of Taoist Cihang, and went to Yuxu Palace every day to listen to teachings and devote herself to learning more sophisticated formations.

Inside the Yuxu Palace, the air was filled with immortal air and the palaces were majestic. Qu Ying sat cross-legged on a cushion, listening intently to Taoist Cihang's sermon, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

Taoist Cihang’s sermons were easy to understand and he cited a lot of examples. He not only explained the mysteries of various formations, but also elaborated on the relationship between formations and the energy of heaven and earth, which benefited Qu Ying a lot.

Under the guidance of Taoist Cihang, her understanding of the formation has become more in-depth. She is no longer limited to the existing formation mode, but integrates her own "Qi Ju Da" into the formation to create new formation changes.

She often practiced formations in the open space behind Yuxu Palace, using tree branches and stones as the base of the formation to simulate the operation of the formation.

Sometimes she would sit alone in meditation, deducing the changes in the formation, and sometimes she would discuss the difficult problems in the formation with Taoist Cihang and seek guidance.

The sunlight shines through the dense leaves, casting mottled spots of light onto Qu Ying's focused face, making her look even more elegant and refined.

During a drill, Qu Ying demonstrated her newly created formation to Taoist Cihang and other immortals. She used her spiritual power to set up a complex and mysterious formation on the open ground. In the center of the formation, air surged, forming a small vortex.

Upon seeing this, Nezha flew into the formation with great interest, wanting to find out what was going on.

However, as soon as he entered the formation, he was trapped inside it. No matter how he used his magical powers, he could not break free from the constraints of the formation.

Nezha jumped up and down in the formation, but he could not reach the edge of the formation. He tried to break through and shouted loudly:
"Miss Qu Ying, your formation is so powerful! Let me out now!"

Qu Ying's new formation trapped Nezha, which attracted the attention of the immortals. Seeing this, Taiyi Zhenren stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"Even Nezha can't break this young friend's formation. The young are really to be feared!"

Taoist Cihang also showed a gratified smile on her face. She was more certain of Qu Ying's talent in formation and praised her in public:

"Qu Ying, your attainments in formations are far beyond your peers."

Other immortals also nodded in praise, affirming Qu Ying's talent in formation. For a time, Qu Ying's name spread among the immortals of the Chan sect.

After receiving recognition from the immortals, Qu Ying did not become complacent, but devoted herself to cultivation and improved her skills.

She combined the formation taught by Taoist Cihang with her own understanding of "dead end", studied it day and night, constantly deduced and improved it, and finally created a more powerful formation - "Deadly Storm Formation".

This formation is based on the fatal killing formation and incorporates the power of wind and waves. It is unpredictable and powerful. Once trapped in the formation, it is like being in a storm and it is difficult to escape.

after that……

Master Wen was ordered to conquer Xiqi and led a large army to the city, where a fierce battle broke out between the two sides.

Master Wen rode on the black unicorn, holding a male and female whip, and galloped across the battlefield, unstoppable.

The Xiqi army was losing ground and the situation was critical. Seeing this, Jiang Ziya was extremely anxious. He looked at Qu Ying and said in a deep voice:
"Qu Ying, now only your formation can turn the tide of the battle!"

Qu Ying took a deep breath, her eyes determined. She flew up, came to the center of the battlefield, quickly formed seals with her hands, and muttered something.

A strong wind suddenly arose, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the sky and the earth became dark. A huge formation pattern emerged on the battlefield, covering Master Wen and his mount, the Black Qilin.

The black unicorn screamed in fear and rushed around in the formation, but it was still unable to break free of the constraints of the formation. Master Wen was also trapped in the formation. He waved the two whips in his hands, but it was like hitting cotton, with no effect.

"Deadly Storm Wave Formation!"

Qu Ying shouted, and the formation was activated. A howling wind blew, cutting through Mo Qilin's body like a blade. Mo Qilin struggled in pain and finally fell to the ground with a bang.

Master Wen lost his mount and his fighting power was greatly reduced. The Xiqi army took advantage of the situation to counterattack with high morale, and finally won this crucial victory.

Qu Ying used a new formation to trap Master Wen's mount, the Black Unicorn, turning the tide of the battle, winning victory for the Xiqi army and establishing her important position in the Xiqi army.

She stood in the center of the battlefield, her white clothes fluttering in the wind, like the Queen Mother of the West who had descended from heaven to earth. The soldiers all looked at her with admiration.

"Case in!"

As soon as Qu Ying finished speaking, the light of the formation gradually dissipated, and the strong wind stopped. The battlefield returned to calm, leaving only the huge body of the Black Qilin lying on the ground.

The air was filled with gunpowder smoke and the smell of blood. The Xiqi soldiers cheered and celebrated this hard-won victory.

Jiang Ziya quickly walked up to Qu Ying, bowed, and his eyes were full of admiration:
"Qu Ying, thanks to your newly created formation, we were able to turn the tide of the battle. You have made an invaluable contribution to this battle!"

Qu Ying nodded slightly and responded modestly:

"Master, you are overpraising me. This is what a disciple should do."

She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, her eyes fell on the fallen Mo Qilin, with a hint of regret in her expression.

Although this black unicorn is the enemy's mount, it is also a spiritual beast between heaven and earth. It is really sad to see it end up like this.

A Xiqi general came riding over, dismounted beside Jiang Ziya, knelt on one knee, clasped his fists, and said:

"Report to the Prime Minister, Grand Master Wen has led the remaining troops back to the camp!"

Jiang Ziya nodded and said to Qu Ying:

"Qu Ying, go back to the camp and rest first, and then we'll discuss the next battle."

Qu Ying bowed to Jiang Ziya and turned to walk towards her own tent.

The setting sun was as red as blood, stretching her figure into a slender shape and casting a faint shadow on the ground.

After returning to the tent, Qu Ying sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to sort out his experience of the battle.

His fingertips tapped his knees, again and again, as if beating out the rhythm of a formation.

Although the Fatal Wind Wave Array is powerful, it is not without flaws. Although Master Wen was defeated, his rich combat experience and profound cultivation made Qu Ying feel a little pressured.

She must continue to deduce and improve the formation to make it more perfect so that it can play a greater role in the next battle.

Qu Ying took a deep breath and immersed her mind in the deduction of the formation again. There was silence in the tent, with only her light breathing and the subtle sound of her fingertips tapping.

In the residence of the commander of Sishui Pass, Master Wen sat cross-legged on the bed, his face pale and with a dull pain in his chest.

Qu Ying's formation caused him a lot of trouble, and Mo Qilin's serious injury made him heartbroken.

He closed his eyes tightly, trying to suppress the surging blood in his body. He had to heal his wounds as soon as possible and find a way to break Qu Ying's formation so that he could win back the next battle.

Master Wen took a deep breath and slowly circulated the internal energy in his body, guiding it to repair the damaged meridians.

Soon, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and his face gradually regained a hint of color.

He opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashed in them, and called a personal soldier over, and ordered in a deep voice:
"Go, send someone to find out Qu Ying's background and the detailed information about the formation she used."

The guards took the order and left quickly. Master Wen closed his eyes again, continued to heal his wounds, and began to think about how to solve the problem.

In the Biyou Palace on Jin'ao Island, all the disciples of Jiejiao gathered together and the atmosphere was solemn.

The news of Master Wen's defeat shocked and unsettled all the disciples.

"Senior Brother actually lost..."

A Jiejiao disciple whispered, with a hint of disbelief in his tone.

"And he was defeated by a little-known young man from Xiqi!"

Another disciple added, his tone filled with indignation.

"This matter concerns the reputation of our Jie Religion and must not be taken lightly!" An old man with white hair and beard said in a deep voice. He is the head of the second generation of disciples of Jie Religion, Duobao Taoist.

"We must send people down the mountain as soon as possible to help Master Wen!"

Taoist Duobao looked around at everyone and spoke in a firm tone.

As soon as he finished speaking, a fairy dressed in golden clothes and wearing a phoenix crown on her head stood up. She was none other than the disciple of Master Tongtian, the Golden Spirit Mother.

"Disciple is willing to go to Sishui Pass to help Master Wen defeat the enemy!"

The Golden Spirit Mother bowed and spoke with a sonorous and powerful tone and a firm gaze.

"it is good!"

Taoist Duobao nodded approvingly.

"Junior Sister Jin Ling has a high level of cultivation. If you lead the charge, you will surely win!"

He paused and then said:
"You must be careful on this trip and don't fall into Xiqi's evil scheme."

"Disciple will remember the teachings of Senior Brother!"

The Golden Spirit Mother bowed again, then turned and left. Her figure turned into a golden light and disappeared into the sky.

A few days later, the Golden Spirit Mother arrived at Sishui Pass and met with Master Wen.

Master Wen recounted Qu Ying's formation and the previous battle in detail, his expression solemn.

"This Qu Ying's formation is unpredictable and really hard to crack."

His brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of worry in his tone.

When the Golden Spirit Mother heard this, she frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said:

"Master Wen, don't worry. Next time we fight, I will personally take action to test the strength of Qu Ying's formation."

There was a gleam in her eyes.

"If there is a chance, we will capture her and bring her back to Jin'ao Island. Then we can slowly study her formation and skills."

Upon hearing this, Master Wen was overjoyed and said,

"With the help of the Golden Spirit Mother, we will surely win this battle!"

A long-lost smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, it's settled."

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother said, raising her hand and waving the Dragon-Tiger Ruyi in her hand, a streak of golden light flashed across, and a crisp dragon roar and tiger roar sounded in the air.

She thought for a moment, then looked at Master Wen and said:

"Master Wen, I also need to familiarize myself with the terrain here in the next few days so that I can make a more comprehensive plan."

Master Wen immediately ordered his deputy general:
"Hurry up and prepare the map, and also present the information about Qu Ying that the spies have collected in the past few days."

The deputy general took the order and walked out of the tent quickly.

The Golden Spirit Mother nodded slightly, her eyes falling on the burning brazier in the tent. The dancing flames reflected on her face, and she looked thoughtful.

"Who exactly is this Qu Ying?"

She whispered to herself, tapping her fingers on the table.

Upon seeing this, Master Wen said:

"According to the spies' report, this Qu Ying does not seem to be a member of the Chan Sect, nor a disciple of the Western Sect. Her origins are quite mysterious."

Afterwards, the deputy general brought the map and intelligence, and Holy Mother Jin Ling took them and studied them carefully.

On the map, the topography, mountains, rivers, roads and passes of Sishui Pass are all clearly marked.

Her slender fingers moved slowly on the map, following the possible attack route of the Xiqi army, and she deduced all the way, constantly simulating the scene of the two armies fighting in her mind.

The Golden Spirit Mother sometimes frowned and sometimes relaxed her brows, muttering to herself, obviously deducing the battle situation and thinking about ways to break the formation.

On the side, Master Wen did not dare to disturb him and said nothing.

As for the intelligence about Qu Ying, her past experiences were recorded in detail, from her initial work as a female doctor in the Xiqi army, to her later study of formations under Taoist Cihang, to her current creation of the "Fatal Storm Formation". Everything, big or small, was recorded.

The Golden Spirit Mother flipped through the book carefully, her eyes lingering on certain key information from time to time. She was quite impressed by Qu Ying's talent in formation, but she also noticed something strange.

Qu Ying's growth rate is so fast that in just a few years, she has grown from a female doctor who knows nothing about magic to a master of formations. There seems to be some secret hidden in this.

She narrowed her eyes.

After a moment, the Golden Spirit Mother put down the information and tapped the table lightly with her fingers, making a crisp sound.

She raised her head, looked at Master Wen, and said:

"Master Wen, Qu Ying's formation is indeed exquisite, but she has only been practicing for a short time and lacks experience. We only need to target her weaknesses and formulate corresponding strategies to break the formation."

Master Wen immediately bowed and said:

"Please give me some pointers."

The Golden Spirit Mother smiled slightly, pointed to a place on the map and said:

"The terrain here is difficult to defend and easy to attack. We can use the terrain to set up an ambush, lure the enemy deep into our territory, and then destroy them in one fell swoop with the force of thunder!"

at the same time.

In the Xiqi camp, Qu Ying continued to deduce the formation in his own tent.

She sat cross-legged with a chessboard in front of her. On the board, black and white chess pieces crisscrossed to form a complex pattern, which was a miniature of the "Fatal Storm Array".

Her slender fingers moved on the chessboard, and the chess pieces kept changing positions, as if simulating the operation and changes of the formation.

Qu Ying frowned slightly. She always felt that the "Fatal Storm Array" still had some shortcomings and needed further improvement before it could cope with the upcoming battle.

She kept trying new changes and deducing new formations, hoping to find the best solution.

A few days later...

Master Wen's injuries were completely healed.

After discussing with the Golden Spirit Mother, he decided to take the initiative and lure the Xiqi army to come for a decisive battle.

Master Wen personally led the army and marched out of Sishui Pass in a mighty manner. He deployed his troops outside the pass and challenged the Xiqi army.

In the Xiqi camp, after Jiang Ziya received the news, he immediately summoned all the generals to discuss.

"Qu Ying, what do you think about this?"

Jiang Ziya asked, Qu Ying stood up and saluted, then calmly analyzed:

"Master Wen's move may be to lure us out of the city and fight outside the pass. There must be some arrangement..."

(End of this chapter)