I forge immortality with spiritual treasures.

Chapter 178 Time Flies

The wind and snow have ceased, and the spring thunder has gone.

Three or four months later, the sky was clear and the sun shone brightly.

Ying Chan climbed to the summit and saw a giant beast flying across the sky.

The giant beast had a wolf's body and a thorny tail, with wings sprouting from its ribs. When it flew away, a great wind howled, and a billowing demonic aura resembled thick smoke, making it truly awe-inspiring.

At this moment, following closely behind Ying Chan, another person flew up to the summit and was startled to see the giant beast fly by.

Fortunately, Ying Chan remained calm and composed, which reassured Ying Chan somewhat.

The one who arrived was a young cultivator who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. He rode on a large, green leaf, floating in the wind.

Seeing that the giant beast had not noticed the two of them and had flown down to the distant mountains, Xiao Xiu quickly said, "Master Ying, this is the demon."

Ying Chanwei nodded slightly, indicating that he understood. Xiao Xiu was uneasy, but asked again, "Daoist Master... are you confident?"

At this moment, a head resembling both a dragon and a unicorn suddenly emerged from Ying Chan's sleeve and shouted, "Ignorant brat, your master is a true disciple of the Daoist sect, with profound magical arts. How could he be unable to subdue a mere wild demon?"

Immediately, a colorful sparrow appeared from his lapel, nodding and saying, "Subduing demons and monsters is a Taoist's specialty; how could it possibly fail?"

Xiao Xiu was stunned by the sudden appearance of the bird and the beast.

Ying Chan couldn't help but laugh.

The colorful sparrow is innocent and romantic, while this four-legged creature is cunning and mischievous. Together, they make a wonderful pair.

Of course, it also brought a lot of fun to his journey.

He took a few steps forward, gazing thoughtfully at the distant mountain where the giant beast had landed.

Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and he has already traversed a small part of the Central Plains. The place he is now in is called Hengshan.

Hengshan is actually a mountain range surrounded by hundreds of peaks. Such a continuous range of mountains is rare in the Central Plains. In addition, the earth's veins converge here, nurturing spiritual energy, which naturally attracts many cultivators and some small sects.

Therefore, Hengshan is also known as Little Wanshan.

Ying Chan originally intended to cross Hengshan, but upon reaching this place, he felt a change of heart and a desire for tranquility. He also felt a connection to the name "Xiao Wanshan" (Little Ten Thousand Mountains), so he built a hermitage nearby and practiced cultivation for a period of time.

There are actually only a few practitioners living in the mountains.

Ying Chan built a hermitage here, and although he lived a secluded life, the nearby cultivators noticed him.

However, the spiritual energy of the dozen or so mountains nearby is mediocre, and most of the cultivators are unaffiliated cultivators with low cultivation levels who are kind to others. They have never clashed with Ying Chan. Occasionally, when they meet while gathering herbs or refining their qi, someone will greet him.

Therefore, Ying Chan felt that practicing here was indeed quite peaceful and pleasant.

Unfortunately, the good times are not long.

Some time ago, a powerful demonic beast appeared out of nowhere. It not only hunted tigers and leopards in the mountains every day, but also attacked and killed cultivators in the mountains.

In just a few short days, two cultivators from the vicinity had already lost their lives and been devoured by demonic beasts.

This caused widespread fear, and some people even considered leaving.

Such is the state of independent cultivators: drifting with the tide, floating and sinking with the world, who can truly find freedom?

Many people have become accustomed to it.

Of course, if they were not forced to, who would be willing to wander and drift? Among these rogue cultivators, there were some with keen eyes who saw that Ying Chan was extraordinary and thus had the desire to give it a try.

Therefore, early this morning, these rogue cultivators came together to visit Ying Chan, hoping to ask him to exorcise the demon.

For this, they also pooled together a sum of money, including medicinal herbs that grow in the mountains, common spiritual essences, and of course, some magic money...

There is nothing wrong with explaining it.

In fact, if he hadn't been in seclusion these past few days and unaware of the matter of the demonic beast, he might have already taken action to eliminate it.

Of course, since everyone had come to him for help, he readily agreed, accepted the modest reward, and then, led by the young cultivator, found the place. ...

At this moment, Cai Que'er, who was best at subduing demons and monsters, was in high spirits and called out, "Taoist, when shall we make our move?"

Ying Chan pondered the word "we" and couldn't help but laugh, "How about I step in to support the fairy?"

The clever sparrow could easily tell the teasing tone. She immediately snorted angrily and said, "Taoist, don't look down on me! I possess the Fire of Separation..."

The Four-Faced Beast rolled its eyes and quickly said, "It's just a mere wild demon, there's no need for you to take action yourself, Master. I'm willing to help you!"

"Oh?" Ying Chan feigned surprise and said, "I observe that the demonic beast has already condensed its inner core. Are you truly confident, fellow Daoist?"

"what?"

Si Bu Xiang paused for a moment, then hurriedly said awkwardly, "Well, after thinking about it, Master, you are such a person, why would you need a mount like me to relieve your worries?"

The young cultivator who had led the way listened with trepidation: "A demonic beast that has condensed its inner core? What should we do... what should we do..."

Ying Chan noticed Xiao Xiu's expression, but did not say anything.

The demon beast that has condensed its inner core, in terms of magical power alone, is already comparable to a cultivator who has achieved the Gang Sha stage. In the eyes of these rogue cultivators, it is not something that Xuan Guang cultivators can defeat.

But in reality, aside from some spells passed down through bloodlines, unorthodox practitioners can only figure out how to compare to orthodox Taoist cultivators through their own efforts.
Unless they have a special bloodline, demonic beasts that have condensed their inner core are not difficult to deal with in the eyes of cultivators who possess superior Daoist techniques.

"almost……"

In fact, he had already begun practicing the ritual.

Sensing the wandering demonic energy in the world being gathered by himself, Ying Chan smiled slightly, then made a hand seal and cast the Qi-Seeking Spell to condense a wisp of spiritual energy.

Immediately, Ying Chan flipped his hand, and a large ebony bow with thunder patterns appeared in his palm.

"Woo!"

Since meeting Ying Chan, Cai Que'er had been deeply impressed by the Qiankun Bow. When she saw him take out the bow, she cheered.

The four creatures were completely out of place, which was quite inexplicable.

However, the next moment, it saw Ying Chan raise his bow and draw the string, and with a hum, an amazing ray of light condensed out.

The four-legged creature, stung by the light, involuntarily closed its eyes.

But in an instant, it reacted and quickly opened its eyes, only to see a burst of light bursting out and piercing through the atmosphere with a loud boom!

"What kind of magical artifact is this?!"

Si Bu Xiang felt a chill in his heart, not daring to imagine that in the past, if Ying Chan had not used a beam of water to suppress it, but instead shot an arrow at it...

The Four-Faced Beast shuddered, then looked again at the beam of light, only to see it streak across the sky like a long rainbow before disappearing into the distant mountains—

"Roar!"

The next moment, a painful roar came from several mountain peaks.

Ying Chan remained expressionless, but then drew his bow and shot two arrows in quick succession.

The second arrow traveled through the sky and landed in the mountains.

The Four-Unlikes roared again, its sound like thunder, even louder than before, causing the forest to tremble and countless birds and beasts to scatter in fright.

However, after the third arrow was shot, there was no further response.

Everything fell silent, leaving only deathly stillness.

"Gulu."

Si Bu Xiang swallowed hard, just as he heard Ying Chan's voice: "Si Bu Xiang..."

(End of this chapter)