Junior sister, I really need to control you

One of the techniques can also grant insects that do not normally possess the ability to aggregate and solidify, similar to the ability of the Red Yao mosquito to solidify.

Although it is not effective against all insects and cannot compare to the innate coagulation ability of the Red Yao mosquito, the two are not mutually exclusive.

Unfortunately, the insect control techniques left behind by Chongyun were methods he compiled himself, and should only be used by his disciples. They did not contain these magical application methods.

He may know how to use those methods himself, but he did not carry them with him in the form of a book.

Li Yinsheng remembered this matter. If he could go to Thousand Insect Valley one day and obtain this insect control technique, it would be the icing on the cake.

From dawn until nearly noon, as the true blood in the dish completely lost its luster, the sesame-seed-sized Chiyao mosquito eggs had swelled to three times their original size. Their surface color was now similar to the previous true blood, and each one was trembling incessantly.

As Li Yinsheng cast his final spell, all the Crimson Jade Mosquito Eggs shattered simultaneously, and more than a dozen red jade-like mosquitoes emerged, flapping their wings and taking flight.

Li Yinsheng was somewhat surprised. In his memory, mosquitoes should first live as larvae in the water for a period of time before emerging as adult mosquitoes.

It seems that the Red Yao mosquito is different.

However, this is a good thing. If they grow quickly, they can be trained quickly as well. These dozen or so Crimson Mosquitoes cannot provide him with any combat power at present. He probably needs to raise at least three to five hundred before they will be useful.

Because of the restriction, Li Yinsheng was able to control these mosquitoes with great ease, making them dance and flit around him as he pleased.

These Crimson Mosquitoes are indeed incredibly fast. Even though they have just been born, their speed surpasses that of many cultivators who wield flying magical artifacts.

Li Yinsheng estimated that even when Vice Abbot Huang rode the talisman crane to Xuanzhen Temple, his speed was still three points slower than that of the Crimson Mosquito.

Moreover, the Crimson Mosquito can also hide under the divine sense of a cultivator.

Although it's not as extravagant as that black stone, it's probably not something a cultivator below the True Person level could easily discover.

Li Yinsheng pondered for a moment, then stretched out his palm and let a red mosquito fall, controlling it to bite his fingertip.

However, perhaps because it was newly born, the Crimson Mosquito was not able to pierce through the body's defenses of this true human cultivator as described in the records.

But it also caused him a slight itching sensation.

If they can continue to grow, perhaps they really can do it.

With a thought, a dozen or so Crimson Mosquitoes transformed into a dozen or so streams of light, weaving a red jade blade the size of a fingernail at his fingertips.

There are too few Crimson Mosquitoes now, and even when they solidify, they are only this small, looking somewhat like claws with sharp tips and a gleaming cold light.

Li Yinsheng pressed the tip of the blade onto his thumb and gradually applied force. When he used about 60-70% of his strength, he finally pierced the skin.

However, he could also sense through the barrier that the Crimson Mosquitoes had reached their limit.

If the pressure continues, the ruby ​​blades they have formed will likely collapse.

After all, they're just a bunch of baby mosquitoes, so we can't expect too much.

Moreover, at this level, killing most cultivators below the True Person level would be quite easy.

His tests showed that this solidified red jade could even leave scratches on high-grade magical artifacts like brass incense burners.

A thin, red jade blade is enough to silently pierce through the defenses of most cultivators.

Moreover, the Red Yao Mosquito is a blood-sucking mosquito, and when used as a weapon, it not only injures the enemy but also sucks away a large amount of blood.

Li Yinsheng nodded in satisfaction and put the Red Yao Mosquito into the Spirit Insect Cage.

He has already refined the spirit insect cage, which is perfect for storing the Crimson Yao Mosquito.

Previously, the spirit insect cage housed several kinds and tens of thousands of spirit insects, but now there are only a dozen or so Red Yao mosquitoes. The Red Yao mosquitoes can be considered to have moved into a super luxurious villa.

The red mosquitoes have just hatched. Once they mature, they can lay eggs, allowing Li Yinsheng to hatch the next batch.

Li Yinsheng rubbed his chin.

Since I don't have anything to do tonight, why don't I try controlling the Red Yao Mosquito?

It just so happens that the people guarding the temple still live on the peak. Let Chiyao Mosquito go and greet them one by one tonight.

A simple, honest smile crept onto Li Yinsheng's lips.

But he quickly suppressed his smile, looked at the door, and said, "Is it Fellow Daoist Meng? Please come in."

The door to the bamboo house was carefully pushed open.

Meng Yu's eyes held complex emotions, but her expression had already adjusted to the respect and seriousness appropriate when facing a senior.

She walked up to Li Yinsheng, bowed, and said, "Greetings, Senior Li."

Li Yinsheng shook his head: "I'm already used to addressing each other as fellow Daoist. I feel a little uncomfortable with you calling me that, Fellow Daoist Meng. How about we address each other as fellow Daoist like before?"

He was often called "senior," and he readily accepted the calls of the former Vice Abbot Huang, Vice Abbot Zhao, and Vice Abbot Liang, all of whom had gray hair and beards.

But this was mainly because he wasn't very familiar with those people, so he didn't care about such things.

However, Meng Yu had previously been hired by him to build formations for the Xuanzhen Temple, and during this time they had been exchanging ideas about formations, addressing each other as fellow Daoists, which he had already gotten used to.

Meng Yu hesitated for a moment: "But you are a senior master, and should be of the same generation as the founder of my temple, I..."

“It’s alright, let each of us do our own thing,” Li Yinsheng said.

"But to call a senior Daoist..." Meng Yu still hesitated.

This is not just a difference of one or two generations. Because the lifespan of a True Person far exceeds that of an ordinary cultivator, many True Persons in Taoist temples are several generations older than the abbot and stewards.

Logically speaking, even if her master came, he would have to call Li Yinsheng "senior".

“Then let’s compromise. Although I am a true immortal, I am still temporarily holding the position of Abbot of Xuanzhen Temple. Just call me Abbot Li.” Li Yinsheng didn’t insist and changed his approach.

"As for when I step down as abbot, we'll talk about that then."

Meng Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "Greetings, Abbot Li."

“No need for formalities,” Li Yinsheng waved his hand, gesturing for Meng Yu to sit down, and set out two cups of tea. “Fellow Daoist Meng, is there anything I can do for you today?”

"This..." Meng Yu was still somewhat reserved. After carefully organizing his thoughts, he said softly, "It was the Jade Balance Ancestor of my temple who instructed me to congratulate you on achieving the status of a True Person at such a young age."

"In addition, she heard that you are quite interested in formations and would like to invite you to visit the temple and stay for a while, so that we can exchange ideas."

Li Yinsheng was not surprised to hear this. He had not concealed his identity yesterday, and Meng Yu would definitely report back to his Taoist temple overnight.

He estimated that, apart from Meng Yu, the other two Daoist friends invited by Huangzhu Temple to oversee the temple were probably also trying to contact their own temples.

Most of the patrolling disciples were ordinary disciples from various Taoist temples, and they might not have recognized what had happened. However, those demon-slaying disciples were all true disciples and direct descendants of their respective temples, and their knowledge should not be lacking.

Although they probably couldn't directly contact their own Taoist temple from such a distance, they would definitely report it when they returned.

Considering the special nature of Xuanzhen Temple, once this bamboo forest peak harvesting and refining process is over, his achievement of becoming a True Person should be thoroughly spread throughout the lineage.

In fact, logically speaking, any Taoist temple that has a cultivator who has achieved the status of a True Person should advertise to fellow practitioners and hold a grand banquet.

Firstly, it is naturally because this is a joyous occasion in itself.

Secondly, it also serves to inform the surrounding Taoist temples that we have gained another True Person, and that they should think twice before speaking to us in the future.

However, the conditions at Xuanzhen Temple are not currently suitable for holding a banquet.

The roofs of the houses in the temple haven't been repaired yet.

Li Yinsheng figured that no one would be so tactless as to ask him, "Now that you've become a True Person, why don't you announce it to all fellow Daoists and share the joy?"

The news has spread, but let's wait a bit longer for the celebratory banquet marking its achievement.

Meng Yu has a way to contact Yutan Temple directly. After receiving her report last night, Yutan Temple probably thought of inviting her in advance before the news spread.

However, it just so happens that Li Yinsheng has condensed his chess spirit and is indeed quite interested in the art of chess.

“Since it is Yutan Temple that has extended a sincere invitation, I will naturally go,” Li Yinsheng said. “However, after the matter at Huangzhu Temple, I have other important business to attend to, and I need to go to Zhulu Temple, so I am afraid I will visit later.”

“It’s alright! Master Yuheng said that Yutan Temple welcomes Abbot Li at any time,” Meng Yu quickly replied.

"Then please ask Fellow Daoist Meng to convey my thanks to Fellow Daoist Yuheng," Li Yinsheng said with a smile.

Meng Yu shuddered instinctively.

Calling someone a fellow Daoist alongside the patriarch? Me?

"Huh?" Li Yinsheng suddenly raised an eyebrow. "What a coincidence?"

Meng Yu looked puzzled.

"The other two fellow Daoists who were invited by Huangzhu Temple to take charge have arrived. They are currently hesitating outside, looking like they want to see him but dare not speak."

Li Yinsheng laughed and said, "Why are you so conflicted? Do I look scary?"

"The other two seem to be stewards from Songyue Temple and Yuanya Temple, and they should also be here to offer their congratulations on behalf of their respective temples," Meng Yu said.

“I really didn’t notice which temple those two young friends came from at the time.” Li Yinsheng was somewhat surprised. “I didn’t expect it to be Songyue Temple and Yuanya Temple. What a coincidence, it’s quite interesting.”

"A coincidence?" Meng Yu asked, puzzled.

"My junior sister's two teammates during patrol were also disciples of Songyue Temple and Yuanya Temple."

Li Yinsheng explained.

Meng Yu suddenly realized.

However, there is another coincidence that Li Yinsheng did not mention.

The Moon Crane Master of Songyue Temple had previously sent someone to ask him to be his male concubine.

Chapter 81 Natal Magic Weapon, Azure Sword

Evening, Bamboo Forest Peak, halfway up the mountain.

Mu Xiaoyu gave a soft shout, and eight sword lights appeared and merged around the Cold Leaf Sword, condensing into a snake fang four or five feet long, which headed towards a large eagle with black feathers and a hooked beak in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the snake's fangs pierced through the dense canopy, leaving a passage three to five feet wide, before landing on the giant eagle.

The giant eagle had a wingspan of about 10 or 20 feet, and its body was covered in wounds and wrapped in thorns. When it saw the snake's fangs, it flapped its wings and turned in the air, trying to avoid them.

However, the thorns wrapped around his body slowed him down. He only managed to dodge half of his body before his left wing was pierced by the snake's fangs and destroyed on the spot. He fell to the ground at an angle.

Several more streaks of azure sword light rose up, ending its life in mid-air.

Mu Xiaoyu stood on the ground, raised her hand and used her object manipulation technique to catch the giant eagle's corpse, pulled it in front of her, and placed it on the ground.

Every feather on the giant eagle's body was as tough as cast iron. Although it had many wounds, few of them could be considered serious. These were all caused by the black feathers.

But in the face of the snake's fangs just now, these black feathers were almost as fragile as paper, easily pierced and torn apart.

"What a powerful sword technique!" exclaimed a young man from Huangzhu Temple. "Fellow Daoist Mu is so young, yet your sword technique is so exquisite. You must aspire to become a sword cultivator, right?"

When he saw Mu Xiaoyu use the Yin-Yang Dividing Light Sword before, he already felt that it was very powerful. At least, although his cultivation was much better than Mu Xiaoyu's, their techniques were far inferior.