Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 103: Transmission Hall

As he walked out of the Soul Palace, the faint cold aura suddenly disappeared from his spiritual sense.

Ji An couldn't help but look back, raised his eyes, and took another look at the plaque in the hall.

"Did you feel a little uncomfortable just now?"

Ye Changqing noticed his movements and stopped.

"There's always a chill in the air."

"The few strands of energy captured from our bodies contain a trace of spirit. The spirit is of Yin nature. One or two soul lamps are nothing. There are nearly a thousand foundation-building cultivators in the sect. So many soul lamps gathered in the hall can form a special domain.

The human body is yang, so one can certainly sense the opposing energy within it."

Ye Changqing explained a few words and continued to move forward. After the two returned to the Qingong Hall, he found a few sets of clothes:
"A Grade B treatment includes two robes with golden cloud patterns, two sets of casual clothes, three sets of inner garments, hairpins, shoes, and socks.

The robe is woven with first-grade, top-grade spiritual silk mixed with gold silk condensed from wind-milled copper. It is embedded with twelve layers of magical restrictions. It is very light and has good defense. Most importantly, it does not require us to use spiritual consciousness to control it.

By the way, what method are you going to choose?"

"I will give you a pill that matches your technique based on your choice. Of course, you can choose other types of pills.

You should know that the properties of the mana cultivated by different cultivation methods are different. If you cultivate a fire-based cultivation method but choose a water-based elixir, you are simply asking for trouble. Not only will it be painful to take, but it will also be difficult to improve your cultivation after refining it."

Ji An bowed and replied, "According to Master's advice, I chose Qingmu Changchun Gong."

“Qing Mu Chang Chun Gong is really good, it’s like taking a second-grade, top-grade longevity pill.

Alas, only when one’s life is drawing to a close can one truly appreciate the benefits of a long life.”

Ye Changqing sighed and took out two fist-sized green jade bottles:
“This is the Qingling Pill, which is most suitable for use with the Qingmu Changchun Technique.

A cultivator in the early stage of foundation building who enjoys Grade B treatment can obtain 24 pills per year. If you want more, you need to purchase them with contribution points."

As he spoke, he took out another jade slip and handed it over:
"It details the various levels of treatment enjoyed by the sect's Foundation Establishment cultivators and the obligations they are required to fulfill. If they fail to complete these obligations for three consecutive years without a valid reason, their treatment will be reduced.

In the past, new cultivators who had established their foundation would not be assigned tasks within three years. The sect gave them ample time to consolidate their realm and adapt to the new environment.

However, this rule changed a few years ago. Junior brothers only have one year of free time, and after that year they must report and choose which sect mission they will undertake."

Ji An took the jade slip and placed it against his forehead. He scanned it briefly, comparing the Class B treatment with the supplies he had received. He nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Senior Brother. I still need to go to the Transmission Hall to choose a technique. I'll come back in a few days to find you to choose a cave."

"Junior brother, walk slowly."

Walking along a path lined with lush green bamboos, Ji An found the entrance to the Transmission Hall, which was a cave carved out of a rock.

Along the way, he sensed that he had passed through three layers of forbidden laws. If it weren't for the identity jade token, he would never have gotten here.

The martial arts is the foundation of a force's inheritance, whether it is for a certain force or for a certain cultivator. He was not surprised by such strict defense.

The three large characters "Chuan Gong Hall" were etched on the stone wall above the cave entrance, painted with cinnabar, a deep red like blood.

Stepping onto the moss-covered stone steps, Ji An entered the power transmission hall.

I saw a thin old man with an immortal look lying beside a desk. There were a lot of jade slips on the table. A cup of spiritual tea was emitting wisps of mist and a faint fragrance.

The old man's aura was as vast as the ocean, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Sunlight poured down from overhead, forming several golden patches on the ground.

Niches were carved out of the surrounding stone walls, and jade slips shining with various colors of spiritual light were placed inside. There was a faint spiritual light outside the niches.

The skills area, spell area, beast taming area, equipment refining area, and alchemy area are divided into categories and clearly marked.

There is a label next to each niche, with information written in tiny calligraphy.

Ji An coughed lightly, stepped forward, bowed and said:
"Newly promoted foundation-building disciple Ji An has come to choose a technique."

The old man said coldly without blinking an eye:

"I hear you. Go get it yourself. If you've chosen one, ask me to copy the jade slip. Place your jade token on the light curtain of the alcove, and the magic ban will automatically open."

There is a kind of coldness in the words that keeps people away from you.

Ji An didn't take it seriously. A place like the Transmission Hall must be full of hidden talents. No one could be entrusted with the important task of guarding the place without some skills.

The aura of this person in front of him was like the sea, and the pressure he put on him was much greater than that of his own master. He was most likely a great cultivator in the Chaoyuan stage.

He first took a quick look at the items, and finally began to select carefully.

As a disciple enjoying Grade B treatment, in addition to the exercises, he can also choose two foundation-building spells for free.

In addition, his knowledge was too narrow and he urgently needed to broaden his horizons, so he picked out all the jade slips that he could use.

When the old man saw dozens of jade slips placed on the table, he finally looked up and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Basic knowledge jade slips do not require contribution points, which is a privilege enjoyed by sect cultivators, but spell jade slips do consume a certain amount of contribution points."

Most new Foundation Establishment disciples were very poor, and exchanging for Foundation Establishment Pills consumed a huge amount of Contribution Points. Few would choose so many spell jade slips. He quickly examined the jade slips and muttered softly:

"The technique is Qingmu Changchun Gong, and the foundation-building spells are Chunfenghuayu Jue, Houtu Guiyuan Mantra, Bimu Huasheng Gong, Duilang Jue, Panshan Jue, Explosive Fireball, and Jinguang Jue. This is ridiculous. You chose a gold spell for a wood-type technique. Give me the jade token, I want to see whose disciple you are, you idiot!"

The old man was quite angry. If a disciple in the late stage of foundation building chose a spell that counteracted his martial arts, he could understand it. At that time, studying this kind of spell could give him a glimpse into the martial arts' divine intention from the opposite side. But why would a disciple in the early stage of foundation building do the same?
Feeling the fleeting spiritual pressure fluctuation from the other person, Ji An felt as if he was in a sea of ​​fire, and his skin felt like it was burning.

He suppressed the throbbing in his heart, thinking that sometimes being too responsible was not a good thing.

Handing over his identity jade token, he explained softly:

"I'm good at planting, so I chose the Green Wood Eternal Spring Technique. As for choosing the Golden Light Technique, it's because I also have a good understanding of metal magic."

Ji An mobilized his magic power to perform the Sharp Gold Technique, and golden light shone at his fingertips.

The old man narrowed his eyes as he watched the golden light lingering around his fingertips, and the anger on his face subsided.
"I see. However, from now on, your magic power will take on the properties of Wood Elemental Energy, so activating Metal Elemental spells will consume more energy."

He pondered for a moment and slowly said:

"Have you learned the Golden Armor Technique?"

"Not yet."

Ji An replied that since the stone turtle had hardly absorbed the three spiritual powers of Qian, Dui and Li, practicing the metal and fire spells depended entirely on his own efforts, and time did not allow it.

"The Golden Light Technique has great potential. If you want to achieve something, you should practice the Golden Armor Technique more. It will help you comprehend the mysteries of the Golden Light Technique. Also, don't give up the Sharp Gold Technique."

The old man took the jade tablet and placed it on the spirit plate, nodding slightly:
"Well, you will enjoy the treatment of a Grade B disciple. Excluding the two spells that consume the most contribution points, another 2500 contribution points will be deducted.

You're quite rich, after deductions you still have over 5,000 contribution points."

"My planting skills are pretty good. I helped my master take care of the medicine garden and rented dozens of acres of spiritual farmland. That's how I saved up this fortune."

Ji An quickly copied the jade slip, bowed to the old man and left.

After leaving Lingxiao Mountain, Ji An rode a gray-feathered sand goose and flew westward. Two days later, he finally arrived at the area where Chiyan Peak was located.

It was noon at this moment, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, and only smoke and clouds could be seen rolling in the distance.

After walking forward for another half an hour, Ji An finally got a glimpse of the entire Red Flame Peak.

This is a bare reddish-brown stone mountain, like a frustum with a cone chopped off. Golden-red mist is gushing out from the top of the mountain like steam.

There is no greenery on the mountain, but at the foot of the mountain there are green trees surrounding the stone mountain, and there is also a dark green pool of twenty to thirty acres in radius.

As the beastmaster continued to approach, Ji An finally saw that the mountain was clearly a crater.

He drove the sand geese to fly continuously around the mountain. Even through the mountain protection formation, he could feel the fierce spiritual energy vibrating in the air, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was extremely violent.

When the sun sets in the west, the mist stops coming out of the top of the mountain, and the explosive spiritual energy around it gradually becomes docile.

He stopped outside the magic circle and found a corner to meditate and rest.

The gray-feathered sand goose lay in the grass, groaning weakly from time to time. It was very tired today and felt that the air it breathed was like smoke and fire.

The Soul-Seeking Rat was lying not far from the Sand Goose. Its condition was slightly better, but it was also listless.

The sunset glow is like a furnace, forging out gorgeous colors of red gold and purple-red. Birds cry and beasts run. This land, which is deserted during the day, becomes lively and full of vitality.

He took out the jade slip of Qingmu Changchun Gong and placed it on his forehead, reciting it word by word in his mind, trying to figure out how to practice the technique.

The sun is warm and the moon is cold, and a night passes.

A thin mist shrouded the mountains, and Ji An's mind sank into his dantian, connecting with the stone turtle.

Spiritual Ability: Kan Spirit 1653.2, Gen Spirit 505.4, Zhen Spirit 16.4, Xun Spirit 70.8, Kun Spirit 1422.5, Qian Spirit 1.7, Dui Spirit 0.1, Li Spirit 0.2

All his spiritual energy has increased, and this is what he gained from staying outside the mountain protection formation.

Ji An opened his eyes and looked at the area hidden in the mist that seemed real and illusory, marveling at the magic of nature.

Beneath this land of blazing fire and molten gold, there are actually earth and water veins that give birth to the spirits of all trees. The five elements' vital energies grow and decline, coexisting harmoniously.

This is it. To others, this spiritual vein node may have various problems, but in his eyes, it is a paradise that is several times better than Ningcui Cliff.

Not long after, the rising sun dispelled the mist, and golden-red mist gushed out from the top of the mountain again.

The breath of golden wind and raging fire spread out from the magic circle, and the docile spiritual energy of heaven and earth around it quickly turned into a wild horse that had broken free from its reins.

The gray-feathered sand goose let out a cry of grievance, it couldn't stay in this place anymore!

The soul-seeking rat also made a "squeak" sound, and mist flashed in its little eyes.

You two will have a good life from now on. Ji An put away the spirit-seeking rat, let out a long roar, mounted his mount and galloped away.

In front of the cave at the foot of the mountain, Chen Xingzhou stared coldly at the receding shadow and ordered:
"Be smart these few days. If you see anyone sneaking close to the magic circle again, notify me immediately."

Yesterday he noticed someone flying around the formation to control the beast, but he didn't expect that the other party would be waiting outside all night, and he must have some ulterior motive.

(End of this chapter)