Chapter 84: Tracking and Counterattack
Chapter 84: Tracking and Counterattack
"How could Fellow Daoist Wei face off against Wanyan Fu?"
Xu Xuan poured a cup of tea for them and said.
"Fellow Daoist, you have misunderstood. That person was actually targeting me. Fellow Daoist Wei was simply dragged into this by me..."
Ling Ziwei recounted the cause of the incident.
Xu Xuan said:
"Alas, Wanyan Fu is not someone you can mess with. He is a disciple of Taoist Ruowu of the Shadow Moon Sect, and he has a rare earth spirit root aptitude, so he is very much loved...
Moreover, he is combative by nature and never knows how to stop when fighting with others. Those who are defeated by him are always seriously injured.
I have a bad reputation in Yunzhou City, and even more so in Luohe Prefecture..."
He shook his head repeatedly when he said this:
"Although he is aggressive, he would never pester the fairy for months. I'm afraid his purpose is not pure."
Ling Ziwei is a smart person and naturally understands the meaning of his words.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Wei Zhong quickly spoke up to break it up: "Daoyou Xuxuan, do you have any news about the two spiritual objects I obtained?"
The latter replied:
“Golden Thunder Bamboo is a sacred bamboo of heaven and earth, and is very hard to find. There has been no news so far, but a fellow Taoist recently responded to the spiritual silk.
However, the other party has not yet made an offer, and the specific price still needs to be discussed with him in person."
Wei Zhong's face lit up:
"The interview will be held at Yunji Tower. The time will be set for today next month. I'd like to trouble Daoist Xuxuan to convey the message."
Xu Xuan nodded, and then glanced at Wei Zhong:
"Are you two leaving now?"
Wei Zhong wiped his nose embarrassedly: "I'm sorry to bother you, Daoist Xu Xuan!"
“It’s not a problem, but you two should be careful with Wanyan Fu.
The other party is not an easy character to deal with in Yunzhou City, let alone in Luohe Prefecture. Be careful that he does something out of line.
Especially Fellow Daoist Wei Zhong, his current realm is one level lower than this person, and he is obsessed with alchemy and not good at fighting.
If the other party attacks you, it may be difficult to defend yourself."
"Thank you for your kindness, fellow Taoist!"
Wei Zhong bowed in thanks, then took Ling Ziwei away through the passage he provided.
When leaving, Wei Zhong used all his strength to perform the breath-concealing technique to completely cover up his own aura.
Ling Ziwei took out a piece of gauze and draped it over her body.
The gauze looks somewhat similar to the one he gave to Xie Linghua, but this one has the effect of concealing breath.
After leaving the city, the two headed towards the secret realm of Dongting.
"I'm really sorry to involve Fellow Daoist Wei in this matter," Ling Ziwei said apologetically.
"No, it was Wanyan Fu who was pestering the fairy and preventing me from taking the spiritual object. Fairy Ling, don't worry about it.
Instead of worrying about this, it is better to think about how to get the golden thunder bamboo. Now I have news about the spiritual silk. If the fairy can get the golden thunder bamboo from that secret place, then the spiritual materials for refining the seven-color golden bamboo umbrella will be complete.
If the fairy can form an elixir, she will be able to get rid of that person naturally."
Ling Ziwei nodded.
The two flew all the way, then entered the Dongting Secret Realm and headed straight for the Autumn Maple Forest.
On the road, Wei Zhong lagged behind Ling Ziwei by one step and secretly put Jin Mei down.
"Go stay in the Autumn Maple Forest and drive away anyone who comes."
Wei Zhong was worried that Wanyan Fu could track them down by some means, so he left Jin Mei behind to stop him.
The two crossed the mountain, fell into a valley covered with clouds, and then stepped onto the stone steps to enter the sect's ruins.
Outside the autumn maple forest, Jin Mei, who was left behind, walked into the autumn maple forest with a jar of spirit wine.
Sensing a familiar scent, groups of white-browed monkeys gathered from the forest, roaring as if welcoming the king's return.
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Just as Wei Zhong and the other two were leaving the city, Wanyan Fu was sitting in a pavilion with a golden talisman in front of him.
This talisman is a tracing talisman. There is a trace of Ling Ziwei's aura in the talisman, which was collected when Wanyan Fu had contact with Ling Ziwei before.
As for why Wei Zhong's aura was not collected, it was mainly because the contact time was too short.
This talisman requires Wanyan Fu to talk to someone for at least a hundred breaths to collect all the aura.
Moreover, after the Tracking and Shadow-Seeking Talisman collects aura, it cannot change the aura of others. It will burn up automatically after half an hour of use. It is a disposable precious talisman.
The talisman flipped up and down, finally pointing to the direction where Wei Zhong and Ling Ziwei left.
"Have you left the city?"
Wanyan Fu followed the two men in their escape.
After leaving the city, he threw out the third-order spirit boat, stepped into the boat, and driven by his spiritual power, he followed the direction guided by the tracking and shadow talisman.
The spirit boat made a sound of breaking through the air and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
When the two people were tracked to a waterfall, the tracking talisman seemed to have lost its way and was wandering around.
"Secret realm?"
Looking at the busy entrance to the secret realm, Wanyan Fu entered. The tracking and shadow-seeking talisman that had just lost its effect returned to normal and pointed in a direction.
"These two people avoided me and came to this secret place. They must have discovered some opportunity."
Wanyan Fu was delighted and followed closely.
In the sect ruins, Wei Zhong and Ling Ziwei met Ling Hua, and then went to see the trace of the cyan-gold spiritual bamboo.
Through the formation where spiritual light is flowing, you can vaguely see the cyan-gold spiritual bamboo.
"It is indeed the Golden Thunder Bamboo," Wei Zhong showed a delighted expression and turned to look at Ling Ziwei, "Fairy Ling, are you sure about this formation?"
Ling Ziwei nodded:
"This formation is of the same origin as the ones we have cracked before, but with some changes. It will probably take three months."
Upon hearing this, Wei Zhong took out a small golden cone:
"If I had this thing in my hand, maybe it would be faster?"
"A third-level forbidden cone. Fellow Daoist Wei is truly wealthy and powerful."
Ling Ziwei took the golden cone from Wei Zhong and said, "This way I am sure I can shorten the cracking time by half."
"Then fairy, please start breaking the formation. I will just watch from the side."
Ling Ziwei nodded, walked to the vicinity of the formation, and threw out several formation plates.
Obviously, this is the opponent's weapon to break the formation.
Wei Zhong's eyes were blessed with the spirit-seeking technique, and hundreds of brighter spots of light appeared in the chaos before his eyes.
'This is probably where the formation node is.'
In Wei Zhong's eyes, the positions of the formation nodes were not fixed, but were constantly moving.
'Is this the change they are talking about?'
Wei Zhong stroked his chin, thoughtfully.
"Master Wei also understands formations?" The person who came over was Shang Mengchun.
As a second-level formation master, the other party is in need of experience, and watching Ling Ziwei break the formation will be of great benefit to him.
Wei Zhong smiled and shook his head: "I was just taking a look."
Although Wei Zhong has been studying the art of formations in recent years, the improvement effect is not obvious and he is still stuck at the first level.
While chatting and laughing with Shang Mengchun, Wei Zhong suddenly had an idea and said:
"I won't disturb you, Brother Shang. I'll leave now."
After saying goodbye, Wei Zhong ran straight to the mountain gate, then flew over the mountain and headed straight for the autumn maple forest.
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"Level 3 Spirit Monkey?"
Wanyan Fu was surprised and delighted to see a clever monkey suddenly blocking his way.
Just when I found this place, the tracking talisman suddenly lost its guidance.
Wanyan Fu guessed that Ling Ziwei had entered a closed ruins.
It happened that a clever monkey jumped out at this moment, and Wanyan Fu simply stopped and escaped from the flying boat.
"Although the third-level spirit monkey is one level higher than me, there is still a way out."
Wanyan Fu already regarded it as his own spiritual pet.
I saw the monkey throwing a stone wrapped in red flames.
Wanyan Fu took out a golden talisman, and with a flash of light, it turned into a golden bell phantom in front of him.
The stone hit the bell, causing it to shake slightly.
Wanyan Fu hid behind the golden bell and released a black snake.
The spirit snake was at least ten feet long and as thick as an adult's waist. There were many scars and wounds on its body, and there was a dark golden ring around its neck.
There is a thin blood-red line on the ring, which intertwines and converges to form a blood-red eye on the ring.
The level of the spirit snake is not high, only late level two.
Seeing that the opponent was such a third-level spirit monkey, it immediately made a sizzling sound and was about to retreat in fear.
But Wanyan Fu let out a muffled groan, and the blood-red single eye above the dark energy-colored ring suddenly emitted a hazy blood light, wrapping the snake head inside, and then disappeared.
Under this effect, the eyes of the spirit snake instantly turned blood red, as if it had generated great courage, and it flew towards Jinmei.
Seeing that this tiny second-level spirit snake dared to challenge him, Jin Mei threw the huge rock in his hand at it and flew to meet it.
He clenched his hands into fists and punched the snake's head, causing it to see stars.
Just when Jin Mei was about to pinch the snake's mouth up and down and tear the opponent apart.
The thick snake body suddenly wrapped around him. Jinmei stretched out his arms, but his hands were still holding the snake's head.
The spirit snake opened its mouth and blew out a puff of purple smoke towards the golden-browed head.
This is the venom from the spirit snake. Compared with liquid venom, the penetration power of the poisonous smoke is stronger. If a second-level monster is contaminated with even a little bit of it, its body will be corroded instantly.
However, Jinmei was a third-level monster. When it spewed out poisonous smoke, the hair on its body instantly ignited with red flames. Under the burning flames, the poisonous smoke instantly turned into green smoke and dissipated.
Even the snake body wrapped around the golden eyebrows was burned by the flames.
Feeling the pain, the spirit snake loosened its hold on Jin Mei.
A furry arm quickly stretched out from the snake's body, grabbed the snake's tail, lifted it up and swung it into the air, then smashed it down.
The spirit snake was thrown up, and as Jinmei's arm swung down, its head and body were smashed heavily on the ground.
“Bang, bang…”
The snake's body hit the ground with a loud noise, but Wanyan Fu was watching the scene in the air with great interest, and had no intention of helping his pet.
Finally, the spirit snake was beaten by Jin Mei and lost its power to resist, and its body could only twitch.
The monkey, with flames burning, jumped onto the snake's head, grasped its upper jaw with both hands, and tore it off fiercely.
"Stab!"
The extremely resilient muscles were torn off, half of the snake's head was separated from the snake's body, and blood spurted out at the same time.
Second-level spirit snake, dead.
When the spirit snake died, the dark golden ring also broke away at the same time. Wanyan Fu smiled, stretched out his hand, and moved his fingertips slightly. The ring below floated up from the ground and then went straight to Jinmei.
Jin Mei sensed the danger in an instant and retreated hastily, but he was no match for the speed of the flying circle.
He could only roar angrily and punch the ring hard with a fist wrapped in flames.
Suddenly, a burst of blood light appeared above the circle, and Jinmei seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying.
The arm went limp, and the attached flame trembled instantly before going out.
"Oh!"
The fist hitting the ring had no effect at all, instead Jin Mei was bounced back by the huge recoil force.
Then the circle continued to grow larger and was about to wrap around Jinmei.
Suddenly, a muffled groan sounded in the sky:
"Young man, you dare to take my spiritual pet?"
A beam of black light came and knocked the ring away with one strike.
It was Wei Zhong who arrived.
When Wei Zhong saw that Jinmei had no power to resist under the dark golden ring, he knew that it was a special secret treasure for spiritual beasts.
It was just a flying throwing technique that saved Jin Mei from danger.
The ring was knocked away by the black ball, and a crack appeared on its surface, but it still maintained its intact shape and did not fall apart.
Wei Zhong took back the black ball and took it in with him.
Wanyan Fu saw that he was about to obtain a third-level spirit monkey, but something unexpected happened.
It turned out to be a Jindan cultivator in black robes. He thought to himself, "This monkey is actually an owner."
He then saw that he was trying to take away his Yuling Ring, and with a move of his fingertips he was about to drive the Yuling Ring back.
Wei Zhong discovered that the strange ring was about to escape from his spiritual hand, so he turned to look at Wanyan Fu and shot a soul-stirring stab at it.
The power of spiritual consciousness was as fast as thunder. Before Wanyan Fu could react, a jade ring on his body shattered instantly.
But how could the secret spiritual arts of the Jindan period be blocked by this small jade ring?
The Soul-Shocking Spear paused for a moment, half of it was damaged, and the remaining half pierced into his sea of consciousness.
Wanyan Fu felt as if his head was hit by a heavy sword, causing him severe pain, and his hands that were casting the spell stopped instantly.
A flame suddenly appeared on the tracing talisman that was flashing with spiritual light and burned it up.
The hand gestures that controlled the Yuling Ring were only halfway performed before stopping.
Wei Zhong took the Yuling Ring effortlessly, and then put it into the golden bowl in his sleeve.
'This ring is weird, so be careful.'
Wei Zhong then put the golden bowl and the ring inside it into the cave.
When Wanyan Fu recovered from the shocking stab, he found that the Imperial Spirit Ring had been taken away.
Just a slight movement of the fingertips is enough to call it back.
But suddenly his consciousness was shaken, and he could no longer sense the connection between himself and the Spirit Control Ring.
'You've erased my mark so quickly?'
Immediately he thought of the secret technique that the other party had just performed, and Wanyan Fu understood.
'This person must be a Jindan cultivator who has cultivated his spiritual consciousness very hard. He is invincible.'
"My dear senior, I am Wanyan Fu, the true disciple of the Shadow Moon Sect. What happened just now was all a misunderstanding. I thought this monkey had no owner, so I became interested in it. I didn't expect it to be your pet.
I apologize for this reckless behavior, and I ask you to return my Soul Control Ring, which was given to me by my master, Taoist Ruowu, the Nascent Soul Elder of our sect.
If you take it away, you will probably get into big trouble."
Although it is a persuasive and straightforward statement, it is not without threats.
"Humph, you hurt my pet and you dare to threaten me. You are courting death."
"It is impossible that Wanyan Fu followed the two of us here without any evil intentions. Seeing that the other party had injured Jin Mei, he gave Wei Zhong an opportunity to take action. What are we waiting for if we don't take this opportunity to teach him a lesson?"
Without waiting for his reply, Wei Zhong used another flying throw and lightly stepped on his toes, turning into a phantom and rushing straight towards the opponent.
When Wanyan Fu saw that this Jindan cultivator was not at all surprised by what he said and even dared to use magic to attack him, he was frightened and quickly drove the golden bell to meet him.
At the same time, he retreated backwards, hid in the flying boat, and was about to escape.
The black ball hit the golden bell phantom and broke it with just one hit.
When Wanyan Fu saw that his talisman was broken by his casual blow, he became even more frightened. His spiritual power continued to flow into the spirit boat and he fled away at a high speed.
"This person is definitely not an ordinary Jindan cultivator. I can't defeat him with my skills. The only way is..."
"Boom!"
It turned out that Wei Zhong had used the levitation technique to catch up with the spirit boat. His spiritual power turned into a big hand and slapped down, directly dispersing the spiritual light on the surface of the spirit boat.
Even if it is a third-order spirit boat, how much power can it exert when driven by a foundation-building cultivator?
Moreover, Wei Zhong is now in the early stage of Jindan cultivation. Relying on the profound "Spring and Autumn Water Refining Art", his spiritual power is no less powerful than that of a cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan.
Wanyan Fu was suddenly attacked in the boat and instantly lost his balance, swaying from side to side.
What’s worse is that the pain in the sea of consciousness also arises at the same time.
Wei Zhong took advantage of the situation and slapped the spirit boat down from the sky to the ground with another palm strike, stirring up a large cloud of dust.
When the smoke and dust cleared, Wanyan Fu's disheveled figure was revealed. He was wearing a fiery red Taoist robe that looked as dirty as if he had just been fished out of the mud.
What's even more terrifying is the blood flowing from his mouth and nose, and the coughing sounds that occur from time to time.
"Senior, are you going to make an enemy of our Shadow Moon Sect?"
Wei Zhong looked down at the other party from the air: "I naturally don't dare to provoke a Yuanying sect, but you, a disrespectful kid, should be punished."
When Wanyan Fu heard the cruel voice, he knew that the other party would not let him go easily.
Seeing a black light emanating from his hand, Wanyan Fu had to offer another talisman.
The spiritual power of the foundation-building cultivator is shallow, and he is unable to exert the power of the magic weapon. Only by using this talisman can he resist the power of the elixir.
At the same time, he pinched a special talisman covered with silver runes in his hand and poured spiritual power into it.
The black ball penetrated a phantom of a wooden shield and then hit Wanyan Fu's body.
The latter's red Taoist robe was glowing with spiritual light, which had already activated the defensive spell engraved on it.
As the two were confronting each other, a silver light flashed across Wanyan Fu's body and he disappeared in an instant.
The black ball continued to fly out and landed on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Wei Zhong took it back and frowned.
'A talisman of teleportation nature?'
Wei Zhong had seen this kind of talisman in Mou Yuanfeng's hands, but it was obvious that the one used by Wanyan Fu was more powerful.
Mou Yuanfeng only teleported a few feet away using the talisman, but Wanyan Fu had already moved at least dozens of miles away.
It was beyond Wei Zhong’s spiritual awareness.
'That's all, just seriously injure the other party.
After being seriously injured, he will have to spend a lot of time recovering, which will not affect his preparations for Dan formation.'
As for whether he could motivate the Nascent Soul Master to vent his anger after escaping back to the sect, Wei Zhong didn't know.
During this attack, Wei Zhong concealed his identity, and was not marked by the other party under the Jindan spiritual sense scan, so his true identity probably would not be exposed.
After cleaning up the fighting scene, Wei Zhong flew towards the autumn maple forest.
Dozens of miles away in the air, a silver light flashed, and Wanyan Fu's figure suddenly appeared.
A ball of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the scattered hair on his head was stained with blood and stuck to his forehead.
Wanyan Fu wanted to lift up his hair with his right hand, but found that he had no strength. It turned out that both his arms were broken and were pulled at his waist.
"hateful!"
Wanyan Fu was so angry that flames seemed to be spewing from his eyes.
Violent fire spiritual power rose from his body.
'It has been many years since I have suffered such injustice.
Ever since I entered the Shadow Moon Sect and became a disciple of a Nascent Soul cultivator, everyone who saw me treated me with great courtesy.
Even if he has reached the stage of Dan formation, he still has to bow down to the master's majesty and call him "little friend".
But this Jindan, this Jindan, actually dared to attack him.
You shouldn't run away, you shouldn't run away, you should use the sword of protection given by Master to kill the other party.'
But when he looked around, he had no idea where he had teleported to with the small teleportation talisman. Even if he went back to look for that person, he would probably have already left.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it..."
Wanyan Fu roared angrily, and the fire spiritual power in his body burned along with his anger, and the land ten feet around him turned into scorched earth in an instant.
Wei Zhong returned to the Autumn Maple Forest, put Jinmei into the cave, and then restored his original appearance and attire and returned to the sect's ruins.
Ling Yunsheng, who was guarding the gate on the stone steps, saw Wei Zhong coming back and asked curiously:
"Senior Wei, what exactly happened over there?"
"I don't know either. I just heard a few beast roars and the ground shaking, and vaguely heard that there were third-level beings fighting..."
Ling Hua and others were seen walking down the stone steps. It was obvious that they had received the news from Ling Yunsheng, so they came here to check.
After another round of questioning, Wei Zhong repeated what he had just said.
"Beast roar, could it be that third-level spirit monkey?" Lan Fangyi suddenly said.
Wei Zhong turned his head curiously.
The other party explained:
"Master Wei, don't you know that in the autumn maple forest outside this mountain, there was once a golden-browed red monkey, a third-order monkey..."
It's just that he suddenly disappeared a few years ago. Could it be that he is back now?"
Ling Hua also looked serious after hearing this, and said to Lan Fangyi:
"Friend Lan, can you guard these stone steps with Yunsheng, and then go down to see the situation outside?"
Lan Fangyi paused for a moment, then replied, "Respect the order, senior. But if I encounter that third-level spirit monkey, I can only retreat. I hope the master will understand."
Ling Hua waved his hand and said, "Of course, as long as you have done your duty as a guard and run away with all your strength, you don't have to worry about anything else."
Then he turned to look at Ling Yunsheng: "Yunsheng, you are the same."
The latter nodded.
"As for Brother Wei, just go up and take shelter. It won't take long for my sister to break the formation."
Wei Zhong cupped his hands and said, "I'll do as you wish, Brother Ling. Brother Ling, please be careful when you go to investigate."
The other party bowed, and then turned into a streak of yellow light and flew towards the clouds above.
Wei Zhong greeted the two people beside him and went up the stairs.
"I have already cleaned up all traces of the battle outside. Ling Hua will not be able to find much information even if he investigates."
When returning to the spiritual medicine garden, Wei Zhong discovered that Ling Ziwei's cracking progress had not changed much. It seemed that this formation was not as easy as she said.
Wei Zhong simply sat down next to Shang Mengchun and watched the other party break the formation.
Although I don't quite understand it, it is also an experience for my own formation.
(End of this chapter)