Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 329 Breakthrough, Late Heavenly Immortal Stage

Once the Blood Demon of Youquan died, this small world of blood cave belonged to An Yan.

Looking at the boundless sea of ​​blood, An Yan released his incense body and transformed into a normal size, standing above the blood hole.

There was a huge ravine on the surface of the sea of ​​blood below, which was constantly filled with blood, making a deafening roar.

His divine consciousness spread out and probed into the sea of ​​blood, looking for something.

After a while, An Yan's eyes lit up and he found it.

Without hesitation, he turned into a rainbow of light and flew towards the northeast of the blood sea. After reaching his destination, he raised his hand and stroked the sea surface below.

A flash of lightning flashed by, and a passage leading directly to the seabed was opened up in the sea of ​​blood below.

There was red mud at the bottom of the sea of ​​blood, and on the mud there was a mirror with half of its body sunk into the mud. It was the Haotian Mirror.

He raised his hand, and his magic power condensed into a rope, which brought the mirror up, and the Haotian Mirror was in his hand.

Because blood has the effect of defiling magical instruments and treasures, and with the tricks done by the Youquan Blood Demon, the imprint of White-browed Immortal on the Haotian Mirror has been destroyed, which saved him a lot of effort.

He didn't say anything hypocritical about keeping it for Taoist Master Baimei. He was an honest man who loved to tell the truth. He simply had a crush on the Haotian Mirror.

An Yan's smile became even brighter. This time, he not only earned the Nanming Lihuo Sword, but also the Haotian Mirror. He was a big winner.

Oh, by the way, there is also the storage ring of the Nether Spring Blood Demon.

An Yan's spiritual thoughts quickly spread out again, and soon he found the storage ring of Youquan Blood Demon. Ugh, storage bag.

Once the Nether Spring Blood Demon died, the soul imprint left on it naturally became invalid, and he opened the storage bag easily.

There are quite a lot of items inside, but not many of them are useful to him. Most of them are evil and unorthodox things that are harmful to the world.

As for the magical power mentioned by the Youquan Blood Demon, An Yan took a look at it and destroyed it with lightning. It was far inferior to his Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Method.

However, he did remember the method of practicing the Blood Demon Art. There was nothing he could do about it. His memory was too good and he could remember everything he saw.

There are some good points in it. For example, the clone of the Blood God is made by plundering the souls of living people, and one soul is worth one life.

Using it on civilians would be against the harmony of nature.

But if it is used against extremely evil people, it can not only accumulate merits and do good deeds, but also enhance one's own strength.

Among them, there is also a method of using blood and evil energy to temper the body, which can also be used by him.

Apart from this, most of the other recorded magic spells and secrets are harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself.

As far as this trip to Shu was concerned, he was very satisfied and made a lot of money.

After counting the spoils, An Yan did not choose to practice immediately. There were still some things to deal with, so as not to be disturbed during his practice.

One is to tell Xuantian Sect that their blood demon has been eliminated, so that they don't need to worry about the blood cave anymore.

The second is to tell Yan Chixia and let him act according to his own plan.

The mountain wall outside the blood cave was filled with Buddhist scriptures. In addition to Dan Chenzi, there were also Master Zunsheng and Xuantian Zong.

Sect Leader An trespassed into the Blood Cave, and no matter what the reason was, they must be on guard.

With a scratching sound, the mountain wall cracked again, and the Buddhist scriptures engraved on the mountain wall suddenly burst into bursts of golden Buddha light, and the sound of Buddha chanting rang out.

But Master Zunsheng still underestimated the blood hole. He saw a flash of red light, and the bloody evil spirit and the Buddha's light collided like water and fire.

However, the blood cave was supported by the power of an entire sea of ​​blood. The Buddhist scriptures engraved on the mountain wall were like trees without roots and water without a source. Within ten breaths, the mountain wall engraved with the Buddhist scriptures exploded all at once.

Master Zunsheng couldn't help but clasp his hands and sigh: "Amitabha! This blood cave is so dangerous, I'm afraid that Master An is in great danger!"

A trace of sadness flashed across Xuan Tianzong and Dan Chenzi's faces, but they were powerless to do anything and secretly sighed that Master An was too impulsive.

An Yan, who had just flown out of the blood cave, heard Master Zunsheng cursing him and rolled his eyes.

"Master Zunsheng, do you have so little confidence in An?"

"How about we fight a few moves?"

Master Zunsheng and the other two were stunned when they saw An Yan walk out of the blood hole unharmed.

"Ahem! Let's not fight, but are you really Sect Leader An?"

"I think we should just fight a few more moves." Seeing that Master Zunsheng was still suspecting that he was possessed by the Youquan Blood Demon, An Yan kindly showed him the Nanming Lihuo Sword.

The dark blue flaming sword flickered in his right hand, emitting bursts of dangerous aura.

Just by taking a look at it, Master Zunsheng actually felt a tingling sensation in his soul. What a powerful magic weapon.

There was no need to fight, Master Zunsheng already knew the result, and a look of compassion appeared on his old face.

"A monk should be compassionate. I have never liked to compete, so I will skip the competition. If it is about Buddhist scriptures, we can discuss the doctrines."

What do you think of me?
I'm a Taoist priest, and you're talking to me about Buddhist scriptures?

An Yan felt amused by Master Zunsheng's shamelessness, so he also politely greeted his family.

Master Zunsheng was invited by the Emei Sect after all. Seeing Master Zunsheng being repeatedly humiliated, the leader of the Xuantian Sect quickly stepped forward.

"Master Zunsheng, there is no need to doubt it. The sword in Master An's hand was given by Master Baimei before he ascended to heaven. As long as the sword is there, there can be no mistake."

"Amitabha! I also think that Sect Leader An's cultivation is unfathomable, so he will definitely be fine."

How come I didn’t realize that this Master Zunsheng is also so despicable.

An Yan was speechless.

He didn't want to waste any more time and just told the story that he had destroyed the Nether Spring Blood Demon.

"I have already destroyed the Nether Spring Blood Demon, you can rest assured. As for the Blood Cave, I will also deal with it. Master Baimei gave me the Nanming Lihuo Sword, and I will not allow the Blood Cave to destroy the foundation of your Emei Sect."

"If you don't believe me, go back and look at the spiritual flowers on Mount Emei. I believe you will recover soon."

After saying this, without caring about the three people's jaw-dropping expressions, he took out a yellow talisman, folded out a thousand paper cranes, and sent it towards Guobei County.

The thousand paper cranes flew out of his hand and turned into a big white crane that soared into the sky, acting as a messenger. It would deliver the message that An Yan wanted to convey to Yan Chixia.

After arranging everything, An Yan left a few words and jumped back into the blood pit.

"Remember, don't bother me if there's nothing going on, and don't bother me if there's something going on."

Ah this!

Only Master Zunsheng, Xuantianzong and Dan Chenzi were left standing there at a loss. What else could they do except to follow what Master An said?
You can't beat them, and they didn't even give you a chance to speak.

With no other options, the three of them had to leave first and see what would happen next.

Xuantian Sect even ordered that this valley be designated as a forbidden area, and sent the Seven Sons of Yunzhong to guard it day and night to prevent pedestrians and cultivators from accidentally entering.

An Yan had no idea what was happening outside. After returning to the sea of ​​blood, he immediately displayed the magic pupil state and then entered the state of cultivation.

A powerful suction force emanated from An Yan's body, and the blood in the sea was drawn in, gathering from all directions to form a large water ball that wrapped up An Yan.

As time went by, the water ball grew bigger and bigger, and the blood sea was shrinking little by little. The huge power of the blood sea was washing An Yan's body, and there were faint signs of his return to his innate state.

It is said that when the world was first created, the innate creatures evolved from the world were born with knowledge and were born immortals. Some of them were extraordinary and were born golden immortals.

But unfortunately, the era when treasures were everywhere and one could become an immortal just by breathing has passed.

But now, the rules of the Tao have evolved and become perfect, and it is extremely difficult for creatures to become immortals.

Of course, just a sea of ​​blood is not enough to make An Yan completely transformed, but it is already moving him towards a higher level.

With the support of a huge amount of blood sea power, An Yan's three flowers appeared and hung above his shoulders and head.

Among them, the flower that symbolizes the essence of the body transforms the fastest. The buds are as pink as lotus buds, and the tightly closed petals gradually open outwards, and a fragrant and rich aroma emanates from the core of the flower.

If An Yan looked at the proficiency panel at this time, he would find that the proficiency of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Method and the Blood Prison Tempering Method from the Blood Demon Magic Art was increasing at an exaggerated rate.

Moreover, on the panel, there is another skill that is also growing rapidly, and that is the incense method.

The increase in proficiency in the method of incense is related to the amount of power of faith. The more faith, the greater the proficiency.

There is only one possibility for such a situation to occur, and that is that earth-shaking changes are taking place outside.

It is said that when practicing, one does not notice the passage of time. Just like that, a year passed.

one year later.

The sea of ​​blood that originally seemed to have no end has now turned into a dry blood-red land. The world has changed dramatically.

No one would believe that such a huge sea of ​​blood was squandered by An Yan in just one year.

But the results obtained in return are also gratifying.

I saw An Yan sitting cross-legged in the sky, which symbolized that the flower of his physical essence had fully bloomed, just like a bright and full lotus blooming in a lotus pond in summer.

Although the other two are still in the bud stage, they are already showing signs of blooming. If there is another large resource package similar to the Blood Cave, the three flowers will gather together within a year.

An Yan slowly opened his eyes, and in an instant, the air condensed, and a terrifying momentum rushed in all directions like a huge wave hitting the shore.

This kind of momentum is even not weaker than that of a strong man who has condensed three flowers.

Finally broke through to the late stage of celestial immortal!

An Yan was excited but also a little regretful. He thought that the energy in the sea of ​​blood was enough for him to squander, so he spent a considerable amount of his strength to strengthen his foundation.

A tall building is built from the ground up, but if it doesn't have a solid foundation, how can it compete with those who have a deep background?

Although he has not encountered such a prominent person yet, it does not mean that he will not encounter such a prominent person in the future. He should prepare for the future.

He doesn't want to regret it later when he is stepped on by others.

Moreover, with a solid foundation, the combat effectiveness has increased instead of decreased.

An Yan is now confident that he can kill a being of the same realm who has not yet condensed the three flowers with his physical body alone. Shattering a star with one punch is no longer a dream.

Of course, the general mythological world is restricted by the rules of heaven. Like him now in the Dharma Ending Age, he can shatter the stars with one punch, but in a world like The Legend of Shushan, he can at most destroy a country with one punch. If he goes to a world like Journey to the West or Primordial Chaos, he can probably only shatter a mountain with one punch, and that is without the existence of mountain gods or land gods.

But just with this, he was already very satisfied. After all, how long had he been practicing?
If he were allowed to practice for a thousand years, to put it bluntly, even the Buddha would bow his head when seeing him, and even Guanyin would not dare to refuse his request.

An Yan stood up from his cross-legged position and twisted his body.

Originally he was sitting cross-legged on the sea surface, but now that the sea water had disappeared, he was already several hundred meters high in the air.

He subconsciously opened the proficiency panel, believing that after this round of practice, his proficiency would definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

[Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Method, Minor Accomplishment, Proficiency: 87000/1000000. ]

[Blood Demon Refining Method, Minor Success, Proficiency: 1650/300000. ]

[Forging the Dharmakāya with Incense, Minor Achievement, Proficiency: 158960/400000. ]

I have mastered three skills in one breath!

Wait? Three doors?
An Yan rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not mistaken.

He actually made a breakthrough in the incense-casting Dharma body technique, and his proficiency level increased by more than 150,000.

I'm good!

How long have I been practicing?

An Yan couldn't help but smack his lips.

Then he took a look at this blood cave space and estimated that it would take tens of thousands of years for it to recover to its original state.

The blood hole in this state would no longer have any impact on Mount Emei, so An Yan just patted his butt and left.

When An Yan stood in the sun again and breathed the fresh air, he had the illusion that he was in another world.

In the valley, the Seven Sons of the Clouds were meditating with their eyes closed, as the blood cave had not rioted in the past year and the Emei spiritual flowers had recovered to nine, so they thought that nothing major would happen again.

An Yan's appearance was not discovered, and he did not intend to disturb others' meditation, so he disappeared in a flash.

From beginning to end, the Seven Sons of Yunzhong did not notice anything unusual, which shows how terrifying An Yan's cultivation level was at that time.

Guobei County, no, it should be called Guobei City now.

This is all thanks to the Maoshan Sect on Qianlong Mountain outside the city. Today, the Maoshan Sect not only surpasses the Dragon and Tiger Sect to become the number one Taoist sect, but has also been named the state religion of the new dynasty and is famous throughout the world.

Now that the new dynasty has just been established, most of the disciples of the Maoshan Sect on Qianlong Mountain have gone to the capital to prepare for the emperor's enthronement, leaving only a few new disciples who have just joined the sect to guard the sect.

But even so, there is still an endless stream of people coming to ask for God's blessing.

So when An Yan flew over his own sect, he wondered if he had come to the wrong place. The Guobei City in the distance was full of construction sites and the city wall was also under construction.

What surprised him the most was his own sect. When he left, it was still a construction site, but now it has become a huge building complex, at least three times larger than before, and it is very popular.

An Yan performed a trick and transformed himself into an old man, blending in with the pilgrims to visit the Maoshan Sect that he had founded.

In the central hall, the main deity enshrined was actually himself. It seemed that Yan Chixia had done everything he said. No wonder the number of incense offerings had increased so rapidly in the past year.

When he walked to a side courtyard, the conversation between two disciples caught his attention.

"Alas, Master and Senior Brother have gone to the capital to hold a ceremony to worship the emperor. I want to go too."

"Stop complaining. How can we, the newbies, participate in such a grand ceremony as offering sacrifice to the heaven? You should just practice diligently."

"Eh? Wasn't there an old man standing here just now? Why is he gone?"

"Where is the person? Are you seeing things?"

"may be."

At this time, An Yan had already flown to the capital. He did not expect that the plan he had entrusted to Yan Chixia would go so smoothly.

(End of this chapter)