I forge immortality with spiritual treasures.

Chapter 105 Spell
Regain a sense of awareness.

Ying Chan felt a sense of wonder, as if he were witnessing the first signs of the universe emerging from the darkness.

However, what followed was physical pain and an indescribable heaviness.

"Yes."

He looked up at the intertwined branches and leaves above, noticing clear signs of breakage and disarray, and realized: "I have been under the spell of that curse, and must have fallen from mid-air."

Fortunately, Taoist cultivators value the three treasures equally. Ying Chan has cultivated for so long that his physique is already very strong, and he also has layers of trees to buffer him.

Otherwise, such a fall would likely have resulted in death in the mountains.

Even so, he suffered a serious injury.

Ying Chanlue sensed that his internal organs were somewhat ruptured and that there were many wounds on his body.

He also sensed that something was clinging to his body, constantly sucking his blood.

Ying Chan struggled to lift his head and saw that a blood-soaked straw figure was lying on his chest.

"Is it this thing that I've grown tired of?"

With a slight thought, Ying Chan unleashed a wisp of true fire that instantly ignited the straw figure.

As the straw figure burned, a mournful scream seemed to echo in the air, and then Ying Chan felt a sense of lightness throughout his body.

"Sure enough."

Ying Chan slowly got up, activated the Green Wood Longevity Talisman, and urged the wisps of life energy to circulate inside and outside his body.

In a short while, he felt that the injuries to his internal organs had eased considerably.

"I never expected that of all the spells I've cultivated, the Green Wood Longevity Talisman would be the first to prove its effectiveness."

Ying Chan let out a long breath, feeling his body gradually regain its lightness, no longer hindering his movements, and thought to himself, "I cannot stay here for long."

He was able to escape from the curse, probably because the sorcerer was too confident and, having been cursed, turned around and chased after Jiang Haiyue.

However, it is still possible for it to return at any time.

Ying Chan glanced at the sky and frowned: "I have spent a long time trying to break the curse."

"Senior Brother Jiang may still be waiting for me to return to the sect for help, so we can't afford to delay any longer."

After thinking it over, Ying Chan immediately urged the fiery cloud to fly at low altitude for a distance. Seeing that no one was chasing after them, they then disappeared into the clouds and sped away.

I went to the fashion show in the morning and returned near dusk.

Ying Chan felt a heavy weight in his heart.

"I wonder how Senior Brother Jiang is doing? Has he escaped?"

I never imagined that after cultivating the Profound Light, my first time leaving the mountain gate would lead to such a perilous situation.

The sense of comfort that Ying Chan had always felt, which had been so smooth sailing, was instantly eroded.

"Cultivation, magic... Only through continuous improvement can one face any storm."

Ying Chan has always been diligent in his studies, but he has never felt so inadequate.

Of course, seeking help is the more urgent matter right now.

Ying Chan landed in the Butterfly Spring Mountain and quickly found the cave he had come from.

Although it is called a cave, it is actually just a stone wall, which is naturally a restriction to conceal the Taixu Altar.

Ying Chan walked closer, and the disciple's token at his waist flashed slightly, causing ripples to spread across the stone wall as he passed through it.

Soon, the Taixu Dharma Altar reappeared before our eyes.

Fortunately, before coming here, Ying Chan had consulted Jiang Haiyue about the incantation to communicate with the Taixu Palace. He embedded the disciple's token into the altar, performed a spell, and silently recited: "Taixu spell, command the profound, borrow the power of heaven and earth, for my use."

"disease!"

As soon as the word was uttered, the mysterious runes on the altar seemed to be awakened, shining through the faint light one by one.

Immediately, the feeling of traversing through boundless void swept over them. Then, in an instant, the view opened up, and a voice entered their ears: "How was your journey, my two junior brothers...?"

Before he could finish speaking, the man let out a soft "hmm".

Ying Chan turned his head and saw that it was indeed the Taoist priest from Taixu Palace standing below the altar. His expression turned slightly serious: "Why is only my junior brother left, and he is injured?"

"I've met senior brother."

Time was of the essence, and Ying Chan, without even having time to pay his respects after descending from the altar, quickly said, "Brother Jiang and I encountered the heretical sect of the Motian Sect in the north of Wanshan. They have already refined their evil energy and their magical power is extremely strong. We two are no match for them, so we had to split up and escape."

Ying Chan said, "I was lucky enough to escape, so I rushed back to my sect for help. I wonder if you could convey my message to my senior brother?"

The Taoist priest frowned as soon as he heard half of what he was saying: "The unorthodox sect of the Sky Tower?"

"Exactly."

“If a disciple is in danger, and the message is sent to the sect, a Taoist from the Foreign Affairs Department will indeed come out to search for him.” The Taoist pondered, “However, this matter is urgent, and waiting for the State Council and the Foreign Affairs Department to coordinate may not be enough.”

"But I am on duty at the Taixu Palace, so I cannot leave easily..."

"How about this."

After a moment's thought, the Taoist priest said, "I will cast a few spells on my junior brother, and you can go back to rescue him, how about that?"

Ying Chan asked in surprise, "A spell?"

“Not bad,” the Taoist said. “Junior brother, open your arms.”

Ying Chan was puzzled. He raised his left hand and opened it, and saw the Taoist raise his sword finger and draw several talismans in his palm.

"This is the Qi-finding spell, which should help you find the whereabouts of your other junior brother."

"This is the 'Trapping' spell, this is the 'Protective' spell, and this is the 'Thunder Spell'. With my magical power, defeating ordinary Qi cultivators is a piece of cake."

The Taoist priest instructed, "Junior brother, you only need to think about it to activate it."

Ying Chan looked at the talisman in his palm and was secretly surprised.

Who exactly is this Taoist priest from Taixu Palace? He's so confident that he can subdue the evil cultivators just by adding a few incantations.

"Junior brother, with this incantation, do you dare to return to the north of Wanshan and fight that heretic?"

Ying Chan pondered for a moment, then decisively said, "Why wouldn't I dare? I'm off."

Just as Ying Chan was about to ascend the altar again, the Taoist suddenly called out, "Wait a moment."

He stepped forward and tapped Ying Chan's palm again: "Just in case, add another escape spell to your junior brother. If things don't go well, immediately activate the escape technique and leave. That heretical cultivator will have no chance of pursuing you."

"Alright, hurry up and go."

Ying Chan didn't say much, but simply cupped his hands and ascended the altar again.

Immediately, the Taoist made a hand seal, and the runes of the Great Void lit up, causing all colors to fade away—

In the blink of an eye, Ying Chan reappeared in Diequan Mountain.

In a short period of time, it traversed the void twice.

Ying Chan was momentarily dazed, but he took a deep breath and quickly regained his composure.

He glanced at the talisman in his palm, but instead of leaving immediately, he released his divine sense to carefully perceive it.

Only disciples of Xuandu can find the location of this Taixu Altar, and naturally, only the aura of Xuandu disciples can be found there.

Among them, Ying Chan and Jiang Haiyue, who had just arrived today, naturally had the most obvious presence.

Ying Chan made a hand seal, drawing in a wisp of Jiang Haiyue's aura. He then activated the Qi-Seeking Incantation in his palm, and a ray of spiritual light emerged from his palm, merging with the aura. Instantly, it seemed to gain sentience and eagerly tried to escape out of the cave.

"So that's how we found it?"

Ying Chan's eyes lit up, and he quickly released his spiritual energy, following closely behind.

(End of this chapter)