Chapter 76: Dan is formed, Dajin advances

Chapter 76: Dan is formed, Dajin advances

Chapter 76: Dan is formed, Dajin advances
Ling Hua frowned. He didn't expect that the defensive armor that he had relied on many times when building his foundation would be directly damaged by this thunderbolt.

A trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and he immediately took out a colorful umbrella.

The ribs of the umbrella are made of some kind of green and yellow magical bamboo, and the umbrella cover is a layer of white silk with green fish and green lotus painted on it.

When spiritual power was injected, the green fish and green lotus on the umbrella seemed to come alive.

When thunder struck from the sky, Ling Hua raised his umbrella to deal with it. The green lotus on the umbrella swayed, dispersing the thunder.

Part of it was swallowed by the leaping green fish, and the other part passed through the umbrella ribs, leaving dazzling lightning on them, and then the remaining small part attacked Ling Hua himself.

The thunder that just exploded was instantly transformed into gentle lightning by this precious umbrella.

Ling Hua couldn't hide his joy: "The effect of this colorful golden bamboo umbrella is really extraordinary."

Everyone in the field below saw a bolt of lightning destroy Ling Hua's armor, and they immediately thought that Ling Hua would most likely die under the lightning.

There are those who lament and regret, and there are also those who gloat over other people's misfortune.

Zhu Shen, in particular, was glad that he had failed to condense the elixir when he saw the power of the thunderbolt.

'Fortunately, I didn't have the chance to survive this thunderstorm, otherwise I would have ended up dead.'

He immediately thought of Ling Hua who was about to die under the thunder, and he smiled with satisfaction.

Unexpectedly, Ling Hua took out an unknown umbrella-shaped magic weapon and blocked the subsequent heavy thunders, looking quite comfortable.

Zhu Shen was stunned for a moment.

Wei Zhongfang used the golden seal to block the attack from the opposing cultivator's magic weapon, and also noticed the changes in the air.

"Impossible! How could the Jindan thunder tribulation be stopped by a mere magical weapon?" The scarred monk roared in disbelief.

I thought that Ling Hua would fall to the heavenly calamity without my help, but I didn't expect such a sudden change would happen.

He instantly became furious, pounded his chest with his hand, and spat a mouthful of blood onto the black shuttle magic weapon. He made hand seals one after another, and was about to use some means to quickly kill Wei Zhong and affect Ling Hua's tribulation.

Wei Zhong did not dare to neglect it. He activated the golden scissors to try to interrupt the opponent while tightly grasping his white jade token. There was still a third-level defensive spell that was not used.

After refining the token for so many years, Wei Zhong knew that this technique would be automatically triggered when encountering a third-level attack, and could also be manually controlled by the token owner.

"Fellow Daoist Wei, I'm here to help you." Seeing that the monk was desperate and Wei Zhong was in danger, Qingze could no longer sit still. He flew up and a black cloud covered the scarred monk, while his hand also urged the magic sword.

Wei Zhong looked at the other party with gratitude. As a casual cultivator, Qingze did not need to get involved in this matter at all. He could just watch from the sidelines like other cultivators. However, his action this time could be regarded as a gesture of loyalty.

In a pavilion of the Ling family, a circular formation was laid out on the ground. In the outermost circle, twelve Qi Refining cultivators at the peak of their powers were sitting cross-legged, and inside, four veteran Taoists at the Foundation Establishment stage were sitting. In the center of the formation was Ling Ziwei herself.

Seeing that his brother had temporarily stabilized himself from the thunder tribulation with the help of the seven-colored golden bamboo umbrella, he also turned his attention to the outside of the formation.

The four of them came with great force and in a short time they put the Ling family and Wei Zhong at a disadvantage.

Ling Ziwei's anxiety was evident on her face, but she had to stay in this formation and was unable to escape to face the enemy.

"what!"

An elder of the Ling family who was in the middle stage of foundation building roared angrily, and then he forcefully spat out a mouthful of blood, which spilled onto the magic weapon.

He could not withstand the pressure from another person in the late foundation building stage and had to resort to desperate means.

The essence and blood attached to the magic sword, and then spread along his arm to his whole body.

In the blink of an eye, a blood-colored grid was formed outside his body. Looking closely, it was composed of countless tiny blood-colored runes connected in series...
The other Ling family cultivators who were fighting with those in the middle stage of foundation building were also bleeding profusely and could not hold on for long.

Wei Zhong stared at the enemy in front of him nervously. The golden scissors talisman had been triggered. A golden light flashed between the two of them, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the scarred monk.

The scissors opened and cut towards the neck.

But at the same time, the latter also completed the spell, and the spiritual light on the black shuttle was restrained, and with the slight stroke of his fingers, it attacked Wei Zhong.

The golden scissors magic weapon was easily pierced by the black shuttle. The golden light dimmed, and the original form of the talisman was revealed, which spontaneously combusted in mid-air.

Wei Zhong's eyes were filled with blurred black light, and he could no longer capture the trajectory of the black shuttle with his sight. Only his spiritual sense could barely see it clearly.

Knowing that he had no other means to resist this attack, he activated the third-level defensive spell on the token.

A jade-colored treasure bottle appeared in the air, and Wei Zhong was already placed inside the bottle.

Flowers, trees, birds, beasts, insects and fish were carved on the vase, which looked vivid. When the black shuttle hit the vase, it was like piercing a thick film.

Just like a stone thrown into the water, it created layers of circular ripples on the bottle, and the two were in a stalemate for a moment.

At this moment, Taoist Qingze's attack has arrived, and dense swarms of black insects have surrounded the scarred monk.

But the latter simply activated the protective formation of his robe, with his two fingers still pointing straight at Wei Zhong, with no intention of letting Wei Zhong go.

Even when the black bugs broke through the defense of his robe and gnawed at his body, nothing changed.

"Humph, do you think I don't exist?"

Qingze's magic sword cut off his head, and then a huge white-scaled snake appeared beside him, with its thick tail raised high and smashing towards his body.

After several additional attacks, the scarred monk could no longer ignore it.

He retracted his fingers, and the shuttle flew backwards, cutting off Qingze's flying sword with one strike, then drew a curve and pierced the snake's tail, attacking Qingze directly.

The power of the magic weapon is so terrifying, especially at this moment when the scarred monk is using secret techniques to activate it with all his strength.

The white snake howled in pain, and Qingze's face changed drastically. He put away his sword and retreated instantly.

A dark green tortoise shield appeared in front of him at the same time. The black shuttle pierced through the tortoise shield and then stopped. A look of relief appeared on Qingze's face.

With a loud bang, one of the scarred monk's arms fell down along with part of his shoulder.

The limbs were separated from the body and immediately lost the spiritual protection. The black bugs swarmed over and ate all the flesh and blood on them in a few breaths, leaving only some red bones.

It turned out that Wei Zhong had taken advantage of the moment when Qingze was retracting his magic weapon to attack him, and used the throwing technique to hit the arm that was casting the spell.

The scarred monk was barely able to use the secret method to drive the magic weapon, which put a huge burden on his body.

Now his body was being eaten by spirit insects, and one of his arms was cut off by Wei Zhong. His face turned pale in an instant, and his body staggered in the air before falling down. The black shuttle magic weapon also fell to the ground like a powerless bird.

The scarred monk knew that the game was over and he was no longer able to resist Wei Zhong and the other two. He raised his head and stared at Wei Zhong with a grim look.

Wei Zhong suddenly thought of something when he saw his eyes, and his face changed suddenly: "Daoist Qingze, let's go! He wants to self-destruct..."

Before he could finish his words, the scarred monk and the black shuttle magic weapon turned into a ball of blazing light.

Wei Zhong resisted the attack in the bottle. Seeing fine cracks appearing on the bottle, he immediately used all his strength to display the protective black water spiritual robe. The spiritual light on the robe also began to light up.
"boom!"

The bottle broke and Wei Zhong was blown away by the exploding spiritual energy.

Qingze was in an even more miserable state. He fell several times in the air and was blown nearly a mile away.

He fell to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, the tortoise shield in his hand made a cracking sound and broke into several pieces.

Seeing their accomplice self-destruct and die, the other three cultivators' eyes turned red and they fought more fiercely, causing the Ling family cultivators to cry out in pain.

Wei Zhong took the elixir to heal his wounds, and then went to support. As for Qingze, he was no longer able to fight, so he released his protective spirit beast and sat cross-legged on the spot to regulate his breathing.

in the air,

Ling Hua had already withstood six heavenly thunders with the help of the colorful golden bamboo umbrella. Together with the first thunder blocked by his armor, only the last two were left.

But at this time, the precious umbrella was already in tatters. The white silk umbrella surface was charred black and had countless holes. The green fish and green lotus on it had disappeared without a trace.

The green and yellow ribs of the umbrella were burnt and cracked, like a broken bamboo broom handle that had been worn out for many years.

Ling Hua understood that this precious umbrella would be unable to withstand the next attack.

He put away the broken umbrella, looked up at the rolling thunderclouds in the sky, and a determination appeared in his eyes.

There are nine heavenly thunder tribulations during the Jindan stage, each one is stronger than the last, and the time intervals between them are also getting longer and longer.

The time for the seventh and eighth steps was enough for him to perform a spell.

The khaki spiritual power was wrapped around Ling Hua's hands and arms, and it swept along the free spiritual energy in the air, forming a huge khaki tornado.

When the tornado dissipated, Ling Hua's figure was no longer there, and instead there was a khaki giant who was four meters tall.

There was a glow on the giant's body, his head was facing the sky, and his arms were crossed in front of him to protect him.

At this moment, the eighth thunder fell.

The silver thunder struck the giant's body in the blink of an eye. In an instant, the yellow soil peeled off layer by layer, and the giant collapsed, revealing the disheveled Ling Hua.

His robe was torn to pieces, blood was oozing from his body, and the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted. Facing the last remaining heavenly thunder, Ling Hua seemed to have no way to deal with it.

With a flash of his body, he fell into the Ling family's formation.

At the same time, Ling Ziwei, who was entrenched in the formation, had a gleam in her eyes: "Everyone, it's our turn. Whether my Ling family can enter the ranks of Jindan families depends entirely on this battle."

After saying this, he dropped his hands to the ground and connected with the formation pattern below, and poured out all the spiritual energy in his body. The same was done by the other four foundation-building masters and twelve Qi-refining masters.

With the infusion of spiritual energy, the Ling family's formation suddenly changed. The jade bowl covering the entire clan's territory shrank and deformed, continuously collapsing towards the center, and finally turned into a jade lotus dozens of feet long.

Ling Hua was sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform at this moment, and the surrounding lotus petals closed together, wrapping Ling Hua's body layer by layer.

This process lasted for dozens of breaths, but the thunder in the sky never fell.

Instead, the dark clouds became thicker, emitting a terrifying power. At this moment, even Wei Zhong and others who were fighting in the surrounding area were keenly aware of a sense of oppression.

The magic weapons waving in the air slowed down unconsciously. At this moment, the fight below could no longer affect the success or failure of Ling Hua's tribulation.

Everyone stared blankly upwards, waiting for the arrival of the ninth and most violent heavenly thunder.

Suddenly, silver light flashed among the dark clouds.

A ball of lightning was born in it, which was more domineering than any previous one, no, more domineering than the previous eight lightning bolts combined.

A flash of silver light fell on the jade lotus. The rich jade color disappeared in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, Ling Ziwei in the pavilion spat out a mouthful of blood, her face pale.

The other people around were even worse off. Twelve Qi Refiners all died suddenly, and only one of the four Foundation Establishment elders was still breathing.

The Ling family's third-level formation was destroyed instantly by this attack, and the sound of spiritual materials exploding continuously came from all over the family. Fortunately, this price finally helped Ling Hua survive the most terrifying ninth thunder tribulation.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and the light of day shone on the earth again.

The heavenly thunder tribulation has passed, and Ling Hua has become a true Jindan cultivator.

"Haha, congratulations to Fellow Daoist Ling for successfully forming a golden elixir. From now on, my Luohe Prefecture will have another fellow Daoist who has formed a golden elixir. We may meet again in the future.

I will leave now, bye!"

After leaving these words, the black-robed Jindan transformed into a streak of light and disappeared in front of Sikong Changming.

It seems that this person is not in the same group as the four black-robed foundation-building cultivators below.

Sikong Changming looked at the weak Ling family below and did not choose to chase them. Instead, he flew towards the remaining three people.

When they saw Ling Hua successfully formed his elixir, they realized that this operation had completely failed. They had no intention of escaping and instantly exploded on the spot and died.

Wei Zhong dragged the Ling family members away, shocked by the courage of the three men.

"What kind of deep hatred does he have for the Ling family that he would fight to this extent."

"Long time no see, Chu Xiaoyou, should I call you Wei Xiaoyou now?"

Sikong Changming came from the air and said to Wei Zhong with a smile.

Wei Zhong bowed and said, "Greetings, Senior Sikong. The name is just a code name, you can call me whatever you want."

"Haha, then I will call you Wei Zhong. I'll go see Brother Ling first, and we'll talk over a drink later," Sikong Changming waved his sleeves and went towards the Ling family's residence.

A moment later, he appeared with Ling Hua.

"Greetings to Senior Ling, and to Senior Sikong!"

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All the monks in the field bowed and saluted.

Everyone knew that Ling Hua was now at a different level from themselves after he had reached the Dan stage.

"My fellow Taoists, I have successfully completed the Dan Formation Ceremony and will hold the Dan Formation Ceremony next month. I hope you will all show your favor..."

After some words, all the cultivators left, leaving only Wei Zhong, Qingze and Sikong Changming behind.

"I would also like to thank Fellow Daoist Wei Zhong and Fellow Daoist Qing Ze for their help. If it weren't for the two of you, my Ling family would have suffered heavy losses."

Wei Zhong looked at the seriously injured people who were taken away by the Ling family monks and said, "It's just a small favor. You don't have to be polite."

Suddenly Wei Zhong's expression changed, and he said, "I hope Senior Ling will forgive me. I have something important to do right now. I will come to visit you another day after the Jindan Ceremony."

Ling Hua originally wanted to keep Wei Zhong to thank him, but seeing his sudden change in expression, he guessed that he probably had something unspeakable.

So he said, "In that case, I will not keep you here. Please remember that the Ling family owes you a favor. If you have any difficulties, please speak up. The Ling family will not refuse to help you."

"Thank you, senior," Wei Zhongxiang and the other two, after they had reached the Jindan stage, patted Qingze's arm, left him here to heal his wounds, and then released Qingzhou, transformed into a beam of green light and left.

Ling Hua looked at Wei Zhong who was leaving with a strange look in his eyes. He then thought of Ling Ziwei who was seriously injured on this trip and sighed in his heart.

He turned to the embarrassed Qingze and said, "Fellow Daoist Qingze, please stay in the Ling family to heal your wounds. My Ling family will definitely repay you for your help."

Qingze bowed: "Thank you, senior!"

A few miles away from the Ling family, Wei Zhong found an uninhabited place and escaped into a cave.

A fat golden fish was floating on the surface of the pond. Beside it were two strange spiritual herbs, one of which had a ripe golden spiritual fruit.

The surface of the spiritual fruit is layered like scales, flashing a dazzling golden light.

After waiting for so many years, this spiritual fruit has finally matured, and the opportunity for Dajin to advance has also appeared.

Da Jin was staring at the spiritual fruit closely, feeling an unstoppable desire.

Wei Zhong said calmly: "Eat."

Da Jin then moved the fish whiskers around his mouth, picked out the spiritual fruit and swallowed it into his mouth.

Unlike Jiucai's promotion, he did not sleep for several days. The spiritual energy in the cave was immediately attracted by Dajin. A spiritual energy cyclone wrapped around his body. Wei Zhong stood in the distance and watched the changes.

He recalled his experience of conquering Da Jin, who lived in the Qingchuan secret realm. This secret realm seemed to be a part of the sect where Senior Bai He was.

As a spiritual beast from the Huashen Sect, it had already displayed all kinds of extraordinary qualities when it was at the first level. Now it had to swallow the spiritual fruit that Wei Zhong had been looking for for many years but had yet to find, in order to advance to the second level.

'The Great Gold is definitely not an ordinary spirit beast.'

Wei Zhong looked at the spiritual energy vortex and sighed: "This spiritual energy is much more ferocious than the Nine Colors at the beginning."

Even the surrounding spiritual works were blown up into the air by the cyclone. Wei Zhong quickly waved his sleeves to cover the crops on the ground, thus avoiding major losses.

Time passed slowly, and Da Jin's advancement lasted for a full hour before the spiritual energy cyclone subsided, revealing his current body.

Different from the previous round and fat Da Jin, the advanced Da Jin's body became more slender and his fat torso also shrunk.

The scales on its body became finer and denser, and half the size of before. Looking closely, it seemed as if each scale was a golden gemstone made by nature, shining with dazzling light.

The fat fish head was an inch smaller, and there were two bulges on the forehead, as if two dragon horns were about to emerge from it.

After successfully advancing, Da Jin looked at his new body curiously, and then flew out of the water, as if flying with the help of an invisible object, and came in front of Wei Zhong, stretching out his head and intimately touching Wei Zhong's body.

After advancing to the second stage, Da Jin actually gained the ability to fly in the air.

Wei Zhong touched his forehead and found that the two bulges were extremely hard.

"Are you going to turn into a dragon?" Wei Zhong said with emotion.

Da Jin didn't understand what the dragon in Wei Zhong's words meant. He just kept touching Wei Zhong's Taoist robe, looking like he was enjoying it.

Wei Zhong looked at its whole body and found that if the bulge on the top of its head was ignored, Da Jin looked like a large and delicate fish at this moment, and no essential changes had occurred.

"A dragon has four legs, but you are still just a fish. It seems that you will have to wait until the third or fourth stage to see obvious changes."

Wei Zhong patted its head a few times and sent it back to the pond below.

Now, the pond that Wei Zhong dug casually is already a little small for Dajin. He thinks that he might be able to release it into the Yunxi River near Yunxia Island in the future to keep the Jiucai together with the Jiucai on the cliff of the island.

After leaving the cave, Wei Zhong drove the green boat back to Yunxia Island and practiced in seclusion for a month before going to the Ling family again.

Looking at the rising formation, Wei Zhong knew that the Ling family's damaged formation a month ago had been repaired.

As soon as you enter the Ling family, someone will greet you.

"Senior Wei, please come in quickly!"

The person who came was Ling Yunsheng.

"The master has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Head of the family?" Wei Zhong asked curiously.

"It was Uncle Ling Hua. After he entered the Jindan stage, the old patriarch abdicated and passed the position of patriarch to the next generation."

"This is to let the Jindan support the family's appearance!"

While Wei Zhong was expressing his feelings, Ling Yunsheng had already introduced Wei Zhong to an antique courtyard in the Ling family.

"The master is receiving guests, please take a rest for a while," said Ling Yunsheng, then he withdrew with a smile.

Wei Zhong found a stone table in the yard and sat down. After waiting for a while, Ling Hua did not come, but Ling Ziwei came instead.

"Friend Wei left in a hurry a few days ago, leaving me no chance to thank you."

When Wei Zhong saw Ling Ziwei coming, he also stood up and bowed: "Fairy Ling, please forgive me. I really had something urgent to do. I have a spirit beast that is about to advance..."

Wei Zhong explained the reason in a few words.

Ling Ziwei then realized that Wei Zhong had a reason for leaving. She nodded slightly and asked, "Did you get hurt when you stopped the thief that day?"

Wei Zhong shook his head: "It was just a few minor injuries, which have long been healed. But I lost a lot of spiritual objects, including two talismans and a third-level passive defense spell..."

Wei Zhong listed all the losses in detail, but Ling Ziwei on the opposite side giggled and said:
"Brother Daoist Wei is really interesting, are you still worried that my Ling family will default on their debt?
Don't worry, I have already persuaded my brother to mobilize all the Thousand Spiritual Water Stones in my Ling family's treasury."

"Here!"

Ling Ziwei flicked her sleeves, and sixteen blue Thousand Spirit Water Stones appeared on the stone table.

Wei Zhong's heart trembled. According to the selling price of Yunji Chamber of Commerce, this amount was worth 16,000 low-grade spirit stones. Did the Ling family just give it away like that?
Wei Zhong looked up at Ling Ziwei, but she just pushed the sixteen Thousand Spirit Water Stones into Wei Zhong's arms:
"Brother Wei, please accept it without worry. If you hadn't stopped those thieves, my Ling family would have been in danger."

Wei Zhong thought for a moment and finally accepted the Thousand Spirit Water Stones.

Afterwards, he talked to Ling Ziwei about Ling Hua's Dan formation. When talking about the people who attacked the Ling family, Ling Ziwei sighed helplessly:

"My brother mingled with the independent cultivators, doing justice and taking revenge, and he made countless enemies.

After obtaining the Dust Reducing Pill at the auction, the Ling family was secretly monitored by a villain.

In order to get rid of this group of people, my brother simply invited people to watch the ceremony, and invited Senior Sikong to help protect the law to eliminate future troubles. However, the other party also invited a Jindan to restrain Senior Sikong..."

Ling Ziwei gave a general description of the conflict in just a few words, but she did not explain in detail what kind of grudge had caused several cultivators in the late and middle stages of foundation building to risk their lives. Wei Zhong was tactful and did not ask any further questions.

"Fairy Ling, can you tell me in detail about the methods Brother Ling used to deal with the thunder tribulation this time?"

Ling Ziwei hesitated for a moment and then said, "I don't really understand the methods that my brother used. I can only give you a general idea."

Seeing that Ling Ziwei was willing to tell, Wei Zhong also pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

"The first heavenly thunder was blocked by the second-level treasure armor. There is nothing to say..."

Ling Ziwei was talking in the yard, completely unaware that Ling Hua had arrived outside the yard.

Hearing that he was about to reveal the secret, he shook his head helplessly.

(End of this chapter)