Uncle Nine: Scattering beans to create soldiers? I'm using plants and trees to create soldiers.

Swish!

The axe blade slashed down fiercely, just short of the alchemist's nose.

A sharp gust of wind tore through the rain curtain first, stinging his face.

The wide yellow Taoist robe was torn from the collar all the way to the chest and abdomen, the fabric rolled up to the sides, and a thin bloodstain appeared on the chest.

The blood that had just seeped out was washed away by the cold rain.

boom!

The giant axe of water crashed heavily into the ground.

The earth trembled violently.

The accumulated water, mixed with mud, exploded in all directions, and the soft, wet ground was cleaved by this axe, creating a narrow crack more than ten feet long.

The soil on both sides of the crack was swirling up, and you could vaguely see the shimmering blue water flowing within it.

The alchemist hastily retreated, his Taoist boots sinking into the mud, causing him to stagger.

Before he could even regain his footing, the crab general had already planted one foot on the ground, and his massive body suddenly leaned forward.

boom!

Mud and water splashed.

Crab General used both arms to pull the giant axe, which was stuck in the mud, back out. The axe then swung upwards along the ground, drawing a perfect circle beside Crab General.

call--

The dull, rumbling sound of the wind was like muffled thunder rolling by.

The axe blade whipped up a large spray of rainwater and swept towards the alchemist's waist once more.

If this axe blow lands squarely, not only will flesh and blood be cut in two, but even a piece of bluestone half the height of a person will be cleaved in two on the spot.

The alchemist felt a sudden, alarming jolt, and a cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.

"Damn it!"

He dared not hold back any longer, and immediately pulled out an earth-yellow talisman from his pocket, pinched the end of the talisman between two fingers, and slammed it against his chest.

"Yellow sprouts enter the stomach, and the thick earth protects the body!"

The talisman spontaneously combusted without fire.

A thick plume of yellow smoke billowed out from the talisman, and the alchemist opened his mouth and inhaled all the smoke.

At the same time, the wooden plaque floating above his head trembled slightly, and a beam of earthy yellow evil light descended and poured into his crown chakra.

One enters the abdomen, the other enters the top of the head.

The two forces rapidly merged within the five internal organs, eventually converging entirely in the spleen.

Boom!

A muffled sound, like the beating of a drum, came from the alchemist's abdomen.

His spleen glowed with a yellow light, and a thick layer of earthy yellow aura appeared on his body.

Those auras piled up, compressed, and solidified, transforming in the blink of an eye into a thick suit of armor that resembled clay.

"Get out of here!"

The alchemist roared in anger.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, stomping his right foot into the mud, twisting his waist and swinging his arm, throwing a punch at the giant axe of water that was sweeping towards him.

boom!

The fist and the axe blade collided head-on.

A visible shockwave suddenly spread out from between the two, instantly turning the surrounding raindrops into a fine mist.

The earthy yellow aura on the surface of the alchemist's fist vibrated violently.

Click!Click!Click!

Spiderweb-like fine cracks quickly appeared on the thick mud armor.

The alchemist felt his entire arm go numb, and his shoulder felt as if he had been hit in the face by a huge boulder that was hurtling towards him.

Two deep furrows were dug into the soil beneath his feet, and he uncontrollably slid backward several feet.

"What incredible strength!"

The alchemist's expression changed drastically.

He glanced down at his right hand, which was still trembling slightly, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

The crab general before us is nothing more than an army manifested by water vapor, with the essence of the Water Palace as its core.

Logically speaking, even if its power is stronger than that of an ordinary Taoist cultivator, there should be a limit.

However, he had already reached the late stage of Taoist cultivation, and just now he simultaneously used the Yellow Sprout Amulet and the Five Organs Tablet to push the evil Qi of the spleen earth to its extreme.

In this head-on collision, he still ended up at a disadvantage!

This is completely illogical!

The alchemist's gaze quickly swept over the crab general's body.

Using the flash of lightning across the sky, he finally saw the abnormality inside the Crab General's body.

Deep within that body, which appeared to be entirely composed of water, floated a shimmering blue light.

The light spots, shaped like grains of rice, continuously radiate pure Yang energy, merging and flowing with the intent of the Water Palace Dharma.

On the surface of the crab's body, there were also bluish-black grass leaves.

"The Xuanmen's straw doll technique?! What are those blue dots...?!"

The alchemist narrowed his eyes, a hint of doubt flashing through his mind.

However, in the instant he was distracted, an even sharper gust of wind attacked him from behind.

The shrimp soldiers had already circled around to behind the alchemist.

The long water spear pierced through the rain curtain, aiming straight for the opponent's back.

The angle of that shot was extremely tricky, and the timing was incredibly precise.

The alchemist had just exchanged a blow with the crab general, and his internal energy had not yet calmed down, so he had no time to turn around and defend himself.

If that shot lands squarely, he will either die or have his heart pierced.

A chill instantly shot from his tailbone straight to the top of his head, making the alchemist's hair stand on end.

"Damn it, I..."

The alchemist's eyes widened in disbelief, and he roared inwardly.

He tried to dodge, but it was too late!

But at this moment,

A tall, dark figure suddenly swept past from the side!

boom!

A mud-stone arm, as thick as a normal person's thigh, swept across and struck the water spear in the shrimp soldier's hand.

The spear exploded with a deafening roar!

The bright blue water droplets, mixed with glutinous rice, splashed in all directions.

The shrimp soldier's right arm was shattered by this blow!

The grass and water that made up the right arm were swept into the mud, and the shrimp soldiers staggered backward.

The alchemist escaped death and turned around in a panic.

I see,

A clay figure, taller than a person, was standing behind him.

The clay figure is dark brown all over, with a stout body, high shoulders, and arms that almost touch the knees when hanging down.

It has no facial features, only five crude holes on its face.

A palm-sized yellow clay tablet was embedded in his chest, its surface covered with twisted runes that flickered in and out of focus, like the clay figure's breathing.

The rainwater fell on the mud figure, but instead of washing it away, it was continuously absorbed by the soil, making its body even thicker and heavier.

Not far away, Wang Meng, the strongest of the five alchemists, formed a hand seal, and his spleen, one of his five internal organs, glowed with an evil, earthy-yellow light.

This clay figure was made by Wang Meng using his own Huangya soil energy as a guide, and then refining it with corpse mud, grave soil and the spleen blood of living people.

Upon seeing that it was one of their own who had rescued him, the alchemist breathed a sigh of relief.

If Wang Meng hadn't intervened in time, he probably would have been stabbed through the heart by the shrimp soldier.

The alchemist couldn't help but silently thank his senior brother in his heart.

However, before he could fully exhale, the crab general had already swung his giant axe again.

hum!

The heavy axe shadow sliced ​​through the rain curtain, heading straight for the alchemist's head.

"Not again?!"

The alchemist turned pale and quickly shrank back.

Huangya clay figure took a step forward.

boom!

Its feet landed heavily on the ground.

The nearby mud and water seemed to be drawn upwards by an invisible force, surging up and flowing down his ankles and into his legs. The clay figure of Huang Ya grew half a foot taller, and the runes on the earthen tablet on his chest suddenly lit up.

Facing the oncoming water axe, the clay figure raised its right arm and suddenly clenched its five fingers together.

Snapped!

The large, muddy hand firmly grasped the axe blade.

The giant axe trembled violently in its palm, yet it could not break free.

The clay figure's five fingers continued to tighten.

Click!

A crack quickly spread from the center of the axe blade.

Immediately afterwards, the crack multiplied, then multiplied again, and in an instant, it covered the entire giant axe.

next moment--

boom!

The giant axe of water exploded with a deafening roar, turning into countless water droplets.

The clay figure took a half-step forward, and its other arm, like a battering ram, swept across the rain, heading straight for the crab general's head.

Crab was too late to reassemble its weapons, so it could only raise its arms to block in front of it.

boom!

The mud fist landed.

The crab's two arms exploded open simultaneously.

The heavy armor formed from flowing water caved inward, and the massive body was also blasted off the ground by a punch, flying several feet backward before crashing heavily into the mud.

Boom!

Mud and stagnant water shot into the sky.

The crab quickly dispersed the water on its body, leaving only a few blades of grass and a few shimmering blue glutinous rice grains in the puddle.

Under the eaves, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai witnessed this scene and simultaneously gasped in shock.

"Good heavens!"

Wen Cai blurted out a curse word without thinking, his face almost touching the eaves.

"How come this clay figure is so fierce?"

"The shrimp soldier's spear was smashed to pieces with a single slap, and the crab general, along with his axe, was sent flying by a single punch!"

As he spoke, he subconsciously touched his chest.

If that punch lands on him, will his master have to bring a winnowing basket to collect it?

Then, Wen Cai looked at Wang Meng standing behind the clay figure, and a look of worry appeared on his face.

"Could that guy have already reached the mage level?"

"If he really is a sorcerer, can our senior brother handle him?"

Qiu Sheng was initially startled by the power of the clay figure, but he quickly regained his composure.

"What are you afraid of?!"

"Senior Brother hasn't even started to exert his full power yet! How could a mere clay figure possibly withstand Senior Brother's Water Palace army?! Besides..."

Qiu Sheng paused for a moment, then glanced at the wasteland outside the village.

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky.

Uncle Nine, wielding a peach wood sword, was forcing the sect leader to retreat.

"Master is right here!"

"With Master watching over us, who could possibly put our eldest brother in real danger?"

Wen Cai followed his gaze and immediately felt relieved. "That's true."

"So just watch and see." Qiu Sheng nodded. "I have a feeling that Senior Brother has another trick up his sleeve."

Wasteland on the edge of the village.

Uncle Nine and the leader of the incense shop are fighting.

The clash between the two seemed intense, but in reality, they were not on the same level from the very beginning.

The bronze soul lamp in the incense master's hand continuously spewed out evil fire.

Sometimes it transforms into a pale yellow fire serpent, coiling along the ground!

At times, it would condense into dozens of soul fire needles, piercing Uncle Nine's vital points from all directions!

Not only that, he also threw out corpse oil talismans, soul-capturing nails, and a string of white bone prayer beads in succession.

Each of these magical artifacts is incredibly sinister.

The corpse oil talisman is indestructible when exposed to water, and once it is applied to a living person's body, it will seep into the internal organs through the pores.

The Soul-Capturing Nail is specifically designed to break through protective magical energy. It can pin down a soul and a spirit by piercing just a little bit of flesh.

The rosary beads were made from the finger bones of twelve people who died violent deaths, and each bead contained a wisp of resentment before death.

If an ordinary mage cultivator gets involved with even one of these items, both their soul and body will be eroded simultaneously.

However, from beginning to end, Uncle Nine used only the peach wood sword in his hand to break through the incense master's many evil spells.

As the fire snake lunged forward, Uncle Nine struck the snake's head with the tip of his sword, instantly shattering the pale yellow fire snake!

Soulfire needles attacked from all directions, but Uncle Nine simply flicked his wrist, and the peach wood sword wove an impenetrable crimson sword net in front of him, breaking all the needles in half.

The string of white bone prayer beads tried to go behind Uncle Nine, but he countered with a sword without even turning his head.

As the sword flashed, all twelve prayer beads shattered simultaneously!

Uncle Nine's demeanor was as if he were not fighting against a wicked cultivator who had reached the pinnacle of his cultivation, but rather taking a leisurely stroll in his own backyard.

On the other hand, the incense master, after casting spells one after another, had cold sweat seeping from his forehead and his chest began to heave violently.

The more he fought, the heavier his heart became.

The strength displayed by this thick-browed Taoist priest was nothing like that of an ordinary perfected mage.

The opponent's control over magic power was extremely exquisite, and his swordsmanship was unparalleled!

Each time he drew his sword, he precisely struck the weakest point of the spell, and a single point of Dao Qi shattered all his spells!

This sight terrified him!

A dark cloud descended upon my heart!

"Grand Master..."

A terrifying thought suddenly flashed through the mind of the incense master.

"This person's true cultivation level has most likely reached the Grand Mage realm!"

If that's the case, he absolutely couldn't have taken down Uncle Nine on his own.

We must join forces with the five alchemists as soon as possible to form the Five Yin Killing Formation, only then will we have a slim chance of victory.

boom!

The pale yellow evil fire clashed with the crimson sword light.

The incense master landed next to a crumbling wall, taking several steps back before barely managing to regain his footing.

He took a few deep breaths and turned to look in the direction of the dry well.

And upon looking up, they saw the clay figure smash the shrimp soldier's spear and then blast the crab general away with a punch.

The incense master was taken aback at first, then a look of joy flashed in his eyes.

"It's Wang Meng!"

Wang Meng has already reached the Daoist perfection level, and is only one step away from stepping into the Mage realm.

The clay sculptures he created, made from yellow sprouts, were impervious to swords and spears and possessed immense strength.

With Wang Meng's cultivation level, he already had an absolute advantage in dealing with Lin Xuan, who was only at the mid-stage of the Daoist realm.

So what if Lin Xuan has a large army?

They're nothing but a bunch of rotten fish and shrimp trying to gain recognition by taking advantage of the situation.

As long as Wang Mengteng makes a move, he can annihilate all the Water Palace troops in minutes.

In this way, they can quickly join forces and kill the "Grand Mage" in front of them!

Thinking of this, the incense master straightened his back, which had been somewhat hunched over.

He looked up at Uncle Nine, intending to say something, but the words caught in his throat and he swallowed them back.

No!

He couldn't let this Taoist know that Lin Xuan was already at a disadvantage, otherwise, if the other party turned to come to his aid, he wouldn't be able to stop him at all.

If they could delay for just a little longer, and wait for Wang Meng and the others to kill Lin Xuan and retrieve the Water Vein Map and the Seven Mysterious Corpses, the six of them could join forces to kill Uncle Nine.

At that time, the situation will naturally return to their control.

Thinking of this, the incense master suppressed the smile on his lips and raised the soul lamp again.

Uncle Nine took in all the changes in his expression; how could he not guess what the Master of the Incense was thinking?

Does this person really think he's a fully-fledged Dharma Master?!

Or perhaps, if we can subdue Ah Xuan, we can restrain him?

A cold smile flashed across Uncle Nine's eyes.

Even if the two battlefields were only a dozen feet apart, or even further apart, Lin Xuan could arrive in an instant should he face a real life-or-death crisis!

The fact that the sect leader wanted to kill his disciple in front of him was nothing short of delusional.

and......

Uncle Nine remembered saying before that these people were just for his apprentice to practice on. The sect leader wouldn't have forgotten that, would he?!

As for his eldest disciple, Uncle Nine believes that he is still some distance from reaching his limit!

A glimmer of hope rose in his heart, wanting to see if Lin Xuan could defeat these evil cultivators!