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Chapter 227 Ink Painting Spirit, Mr. Tree

Chapter 227 Ink Painting Spirit, Mr. Tree
It seems that the Bitter Journey Academy has a special fondness for the ginkgo tree, a sacred tree. There are seven or eight ginkgo trees planted in this courtyard, and one can easily sense the abundant spiritual energy and spirituality within them.

That is the strength accumulated over the years.

"These ginkgo trees are quite vibrant."

"But with so much spiritual energy and intelligence accumulated, why haven't they transformed into spirit demons yet?"

A disciple curiously stroked the ginkgo tree.

If these ginkgo trees were in the Four Seasons Sect, there would probably be plenty of cultivators willing to awaken their spirituality, but here... it's as if they're being consciously prevented from turning into spirit demons.

Su Ya sat on a bamboo and wooden ant chair to the side.

Looking at the ginkgo tree, he replied:

"The spirits and demons of the Bitter Journey Academy have their own specialized forces."

"I heard it's called something like... Demon Spirit Inn."

Compared to Li Ye, who had only been cultivating immortality for a short time and didn't know much about the major forces, Su Ya had done a lot of preparation and homework, because he knew that he couldn't offer much help in the matter of the cave heaven, so he could only work hard in other matters.

"Demon Spirit Inn?"

Li Ye had just returned and asked with great interest:

"I really don't know the specifics of the Bitter Journey Academy, so I'll trouble you to tell me, senior brother."

He casually handed some ink-wash soil to his disciples, indicating that they should analyze the spiritual energy structure inside. Behind him, bamboo and wood ants had already formed a comfortable recliner, allowing him to relax and lie down.

The golden-haired rat that followed took out a pile of pastries and a teapot from its nest and diligently helped Li Ye pour tea and water.

I took a sip of fragrant tea and then stroked the golden-haired rat.

Li Ye leaned back in the soft recliner and squinted her eyes slightly.

At this moment, Su Ya spoke up: "One of the founders of the Bitter Journey Academy is said to be a magical tree with a spirit. She advocated the idea that all things have a spirit."

However, although the sacred texts of the Bitter Journey Academy can help enlighten the spirituality of natural things such as trees, rocks and rivers, the natural spirits born are at most at the Qi Refining stage.

Furthermore, their cultivation methods are different from those we commonly see, and they can hardly rely on their own qi cultivation to enter the body, because their foundation is the books of sages and saints.

It is equivalent to…

He didn't say the rest.

But Li Ye had already understood—the Confucian rules were reflected here: even after the birth of spirituality, if one wanted to continue to advance, one needed to obtain "permission" or have a higher-level Confucian cultivator recite more profound sage texts.

This is a huge difference compared to the Four Seasons Sect.

If you want to cultivate at the Four Seasons Sect, there are plenty of opportunities. Cultivation techniques and cultivation environments are readily available from the cultivators.

Li Ye looked thoughtfully at the book in her hand.

"That's interesting."

"The demons at the Demon Spirit Inn rely entirely on the help of humans to advance their ranks. What was that Confucian patriarch thinking?"

"Wouldn't the demons be annoyed?"

Su Ya couldn't help but rub her temples.

This is, after all, someone else's territory, and to say such things so casually... But it doesn't seem to matter. Even within the Bitter Journey Academy, many cultivators often say things that are "outrageous".

Moreover, the formation they brought had already been set up here, so no matter what they were talking about, it was impossible to eavesdrop.

"and many more."

"You mean the problem with that grotto-heaven is related to demons?"

After a brief silence, Su Ya immediately realized what was happening.

You have to understand that Li Ye is definitely not the kind of person who would casually talk about unrelated topics. If he suddenly said something like this, he must have discovered something.

This does not mean that he actually had that much goodwill towards the demon spirit inn he had not yet met.

"Correct."

"Senior brother should know that I have learned a special supernatural power."

“That supernatural power originally stemmed from the natural creatures’ imagination of the world’s splendor. I suspect that this cave is related to demons and spirits.”

The idea came to me abruptly.

But the inspiration of cultivators can sometimes be just that magical.

Almost instinctively, he felt that this matter must be related to demons.

"Well."

Su Ya, however, felt that the matter was not so simple:
"So, this is an internal struggle within the Bitter Journey Academy?"

"But if it really is a demon, wouldn't the Bitter Journey Academy know about it?"

This is also what puzzled Li Ye.

Was I wrong?

That's impossible.

Did you not find the Bitter Journey Academy?
That's even more impossible.

It seems I'll have to wait until tomorrow to ask directly.

To resolve the issue, both parties need to be open and honest with each other. If each has their own ideas, it will only make things more complicated.

However, I definitely need to bring out something of considerable weight.

Having made this decision, he looked at his disciple who was analyzing the soil.

"how?"

The disciple's expression was somewhat strange.

replied:
"It contains the spiritual energy of the soil, and also... the blood."

"If this magical artifact is not faulty, then the soil contamination should be caused by the blood inside."

"But the spiritual energy structure of this blood is not in our atlas; it is a spiritual energy we have never seen before."

Upon hearing this, Li Ye realized that it made sense.

An idea even quickly formed in my mind.

He nodded:

"I see."

"Transfer the spiritual energy structure of this object back to the sect."

"And we also passed on our deductions to our sect leader."

As he spoke, he stood up, a knowing smile on his face, and said to Su Ya, "I'll go think of a way."

Then he took his teacup and went into his little courtyard.

After confirming that the array and the psychic melody revealed nothing that could detect him, he stretched out a hand and gently made a gesture in front of him.

"Stab~"

It sounded somewhat like the sound of cloth being torn apart.

His spiritual power forcefully tore a hole in the space.

Inside, a scene appeared, completely like the early days of creation, devoid of any extraneous items, almost empty, with only a cluster of calamity fire burning within.

Oh no.

Calling it heaven and earth is really an overestimation.

Because the space here is only about an acre in size, if it weren't for the surrounding hazy, gray mist that pretends to make it seem extremely vast, cultivators might even feel a little cramped.

This place is the small world he used to nurture his golden elixir.

Everything here, including the composition of spiritual energy, belongs to the most primitive and chaotic state, meaning that everything is in a form that can be freely painted and drawn upon.

Since he couldn't analyze what the blood actually was.

Why not transform the blood into a spiritual plant or a spiritual beast, and let it analyze what it is?

"bring it on."

"Let me see what you really are."

Li Ye placed the soil he brought directly into the air.

Then I sat down cross-legged.

He infused the soil with a primal force, allowing the entire world to follow his will.

At the same time, spiritual and life-giving water is extracted from the Jianmu tree.

Earth, water, life, and spirituality.

Four different forces merged under the "urging" of the consciousness of this newly formed microcosm.

At this moment.

Li Ye felt an immense pressure. His divine sense and magical power began to boil wildly, like boiling water.

Strands of blood even seeped from the pores.

This was the backlash from his own will in pushing the changes in the minor world. If this minor world hadn't been refined using the World-Nourishing Pill Method long ago, he probably wouldn't have been able to complete his vision.

But fortunately, he has always been lucky.

The four forces gradually merged under the invisible pressure of consciousness.

About seven days later.

A drop of viscous ink gently falls.

"Tick."

The ink splashes on the ground create vibrant, almost magical, water droplets that seem to form individual characters.

【Name】：Ink Painting Fairy
[Mood]: Anxious, nervous.

[Status]: A demon spirit born from the ink-like blood of a small world, originally created by the "Heartscape Illusion" technique devoured by the bookworm spirit Yu Shichen.

[Can be bound]: Any one of the following: plum blossom, orchid, bamboo, or chrysanthemum. After binding, you can leave the small world and move freely in the outside world.

Oh?
This is a real surprise.

They actually said the name outright.

But this name sounds so familiar; it seems like I've heard it before.

Very strange.

He couldn't even recall where he had seen it before.

To his astonishment, the water here was surprisingly deep.

Li Ye secretly took note, then found a winter plum tree and helped the ink spirit bind to the plum blossom. The binding actually consumed a full 30,000 points of his life essence.

That number is quite substantial.

This means that the ink-wash spirit is far more complex than imagined.

After the binding was completed, the winter plum blossom, which was originally a Golden Core level spiritual plant, quickly changed, transforming into an ink painting style, as if it had come to life from a painting.

The newly sprouted ink plum blossom stood there motionless for a moment, but then suddenly leaped up and crashed straight into Li Ye's Taoist robe, transforming into an ink plum blossom that stayed quietly.

"what."

Even with Li Ye's divine sense, he couldn't tell whether it was a painting or something real unless there was a connection.

"Turning reality into illusion?"

"If this ink painting can be used properly, it should be able to create many magical treasures, or even an army when unfolded."

"I just don't know if this ink plum blossom painting has any other uses."

He looked down at the plum blossom tree.

The latter's spirituality seems to be incomplete, and it is still somewhat sluggish. After all, it has not been long since it was born, so it seems that it will take some time to communicate with it.

I've been staying here for the past few days. What's happening outside?

If people from the Bitter Journey Academy come, Senior Brother Su will help with the reception, but he still feels a little guilty that he has to bear all the pressure.

With that thought in mind, he left his little world.

Just as I left the courtyard, I heard a strong but undeniably old voice:

"Mr. Lee."

"You've really kept this old man waiting!"

When Li Ye looked in the direction of the sound, a smile had already appeared on his face.

He spoke as if bathed in a spring breeze:

Good things come to those who wait.

"I just didn't expect it to be Fellow Daoist Lü who came. Why is it Fellow Daoist Rong who came?"

—The person speaking to him was a tree, sitting upright, dressed in a dark robe, dressed extremely solemnly, as if he were about to offer something as a sacrifice to heaven and earth.

Correct.

It's a tree that's almost indistinguishable from a human, but its face is very stiff and rigid, like a tree person whose face has been carved out of the trunk of an ancient tree.

【Name】: Bitter Journey to the Banyan Tree - Banyan Tree Curtain

[Mood]: Anxious, forcing a smile

[Status]: The banyan tree spirit born from the Banyan Tree Guild Hall in the Demon Spirit Inn of the Bitter Journey Academy is currently being punished by the Bitter Journey Ruler, and its spiritual power has dissipated.

[Can be bound]: Any "Book of Sages" that has given birth to a Book Spirit.

Rong Yuewei's expression remained unchanged.

Or rather, he said that nothing could possibly change, his tone slightly apologetic.

"It should have been Fellow Daoist Lü who came."

"but……"

"With your abilities, fellow Daoist, you should have already discovered that the polluted cave world is related to demons, right?"

Li Ye naturally sat down in the main seat.

Her clear, bright eyes looked at him, and she nodded, saying, "That's right. So, did the Demon Spirit Pavilion stop Fellow Daoist Lü to say something to me?"

"Let me make this clear from the start."

“In the eyes of our Four Seasons Sect, the Demon Spirit Inn and the Bitter Journey Academy are one and the same. Your academy’s request for help from our sect is to solve the problem of the cave’s pollution.”

"But what if the result is your power struggles and infighting?"

"Then don't blame our Four Seasons Sect elders for coming to our door to demand an explanation."

Immense pressure emanated from him.

Rong Yuewei knew very well that if things were really as Li Ye said, then they would probably soon face the questioning of the Four Seasons Sect Master, and even the entire Bitter Journey Academy would become a laughing stock—asking for help, only to find out that they had problems within their own ranks.

They're all major sects now.

Shouldn't people keep their own family members' dirty laundry covered up if they don't know about it?

Fortunately not.

He gave a wry smile, stood up, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Fortunately, it's not as you said. Actually, I came to invite you to the Demon Spirit Inn."

"Your esteemed clan's Heavenly Year Ginkgo Ancestor's younger brother is now an elder in our inn, and he is eagerly anticipating meeting you, Master Li."

what?
There's actually this kind of relationship.

"Not urgent."

I'll definitely give them face, but what Li Ye is more curious about now is...

"Why exactly?"

"The fact that they invited me so hastily, and even put on a show of their relationship with my sect's patriarch Tian Sui, makes me feel that there are more and more suspicious things going on."

This was exactly what Rongyuewei had expected.

If it were him, this matter would indeed be somewhat bizarre, and it's normal to have doubts.

So he looked around.

Seeing this, Su Ya waved his hand to let the other disciples leave.

Then Mr. Rong spoke:

"Master Li".

Do you have the two spiritual scrolls, Bamboo and Locust, on you?

"The method for refining that spirit scroll is said to have come from the author of a strange book from ancient times."

"That extraordinary book is called... Liaozhai."

The name instantly jolted Li Ye.

Pu Songling's Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio?

That familiar yet unremembered feeling instantly broke through the fog.