Chapter 84: The Spiritual Crow Listens to the Clear Sound

After hearing the suggestions from Wu Chaoxi and Taoist Cuihuang, Chu Tai thought they were good and decided to stay in Sanqing Mountain temporarily.

In the following three months, Chu Tai focused most of his energy on Feifei. He guided her in her practice, allowing her to slowly digest the magic power in her body, while he also cleansed the bamboo branches provided by Taoist Cuihuang and prepared some matching ingredients.

Wu Chaoxi, who was traveling with them, kept sending crows out to gather information and learned that Huifeng Valley was temporarily closed.

"The other party has already prepared for the closure. The wind around Huifeng Valley is turbulent, and ordinary birds can't get in at all."

The news that Wu Chaoxi brought back was not surprising. Chu Tai and Taoist Cui Huang just asked Wu Chaoxi to pay more attention to it, and they did not pay much attention to it.

In contrast, it was not long after Huifeng Valley was closed that Liu Peiyu sent people to Sanqing Mountain to inquire about this matter, which made them a little embarrassed.

After a brief discussion, the three of them concealed the jade words in the Heavenly Book and asked Wu Chaoxi to use the crow's mouth to tell the other party the whole story of Huifeng Valley and Han Shang Sanren, and asked him to be more careful.

"Liu Peiyu said he already knew, and didn't let me convey the rest."

After Wu Chaoxi informed Chu Tai of the other party's reply, he shook off a dozen feathers and stared at Chu Tai with an unhappy look.

"Now, the number should be enough."

"That's enough. Together with these feathers, it's enough to refine Feifei's magic weapon."

Chu Tai kept Wu Chaoxi's old feather and told Taoist Cuihuang that he was going to refine a magic weapon.

Taoist Cuihuang, who also had several of the best spiritual bamboos plucked away by Chu Tai, also breathed a sigh of relief, and then became a little curious.

"Speaking of which, fellow Daoist, what magical weapon are you planning to refine? If you don't refine it, my senior brother will come."

"Master Mu Jing has finally made up his mind to come? He's alone? Have you explained the seriousness of the matter to him?"

Before Chu Tai could answer, Wu Chaoxi couldn't help but speak.

"If I hadn't spent some time with you and knew your personality, I would have had an argument with you based on your attitude and tone. Wu Chaoxi, you will die from this mouth sooner or later."

Taoist Cuihuang answered with some annoyance, then looked at Chu Tai and began to explain.

"My senior brother has a good cultivation base and has been in the fifth rank for some time. He originally planned to refine a specific magic weapon and then come here alone to help solve the matter of the drought demon."

"After learning about the complexity of the situation here, he felt that he couldn't handle it alone, so he invited several other practitioners to join him."

"According to Senior Brother's latest reply, the other four are willing to come and help. However, due to the location of their respective dojos, their arrival times will be different."

"I see. Brother Daoyou is indeed of the same compassionate lineage as you."

After that, Chu Tai called Fei Fei over and began to process the materials in his hands: "Fei Fei, do you have any other requirements for your magic umbrella?"

"Magic umbrella?"

"The magic weapon that Daoist friend is preparing to sacrifice is an umbrella?"

Wu Chaoxi and Taoist Cuihuang spoke one after another, and Chu Tai nodded.

"It is the magic umbrella. Feifei and I have studied it for a long time and both of us feel that the most suitable magic weapon to deal with the evil obstacles in Huifeng Valley should be the magic umbrella structure."

After hearing that this was the result of discussion with Feifei, the two said nothing more and watched Chu Tai take out many materials.

With a shake of the long sleeves, the true Qi surged, which broke down the forms and substances of many materials, turning them from tangible to intangible. At the same time, a large amount of wind, clouds and mist surged out of the sleeves. The two were compatible, and in the rolling true Qi, their spirituality and materiality were purified.

With a flick of his fingers, Chu Tai pulled out crystal clear silk threads from the invisible material and spun them into yarn.

Then, Chu Tai took out the bamboo branch from Taoist Cuihuang and shook it gently. The bamboo leaves fell down and merged into the gauze. As the true Qi washed away the bamboo branches, they gradually dissolved. Gradually, patterns of bamboo leaves appeared on the gauze, creating a simple bamboo forest scene.

At the same time, the thickness of the gauze becomes thicker with the integration of bamboo leaves and can be used as an umbrella cover.

Taoist Cuihuang widened her eyes. She saw clearly that Chu Tai's move was almost like planting bamboo leaves in the gauze.

Not to mention the method of refining bamboo leaves in an instant, the exquisite method of planting dead things made her amazed. Wu Chaoxi saw a different scene. In its eyes, Chu Tai was not weaving the umbrella surface, but clearly making the light yarn and bamboo leaves form a bond, and even form a bond with the bamboo branches in Chu Tai's hand, to build a one-piece relationship.

As for Feifei, what he saw was the aura of wind and clouds hidden in the umbrella, and the flow of these auras evolved into patterns similar to the jade characters in the heavenly book in his mind.

Chu Tai, who was most concerned about Fei Fei, looked at him and asked, "How much did you understand?"

"When leaves move, wind blows; when leaves sway, rain falls; the change of wind and rain lies in the change of leaves. When wind blows, rain moistens; branches and leaves multiply; green bamboos sprout; green leaves form shade; wind cannot blow; rain cannot penetrate..."

"Yes, I saw part of it."

Seeing this, Chu Tai smiled and nodded, then rolled up the remaining bamboo branches in his hand, let his true Qi flow through them like water, and with a light shake, it turned into a bamboo pole.

Taoist Cuihuang couldn't help but stand up and stare at Chu Tai's methods, with surprise and shock in his pupils obvious.

Taoist Cuihuang also knew something about the method of refining treasures with water. In her opinion, the more precious the material, the more troublesome it would be to refine it with water.

Like the bamboo branch in Chu Tai's hand, it is a spiritual root branch cultivated by Taoist Cuihuang for many years. It has its own vitality and Taoist principles.

If we rashly change it from tangible to intangible, it will easily destroy the natural patterns and principles derived from nature within it.

In her opinion, Chu Tai's previous method of dealing with bamboo leaves was extremely clever, but she never thought that there would be such a method that she dared not even think of.

She looked at Chu Tai with a hint of respect.

Chu Tai, who was concentrating on refining the magic weapon, did not notice the changes in Taoist Cuihuang. He looked at the bamboo pole in his hand and nodded with satisfaction.

It was worth the effort he had spent previously to refine it and figure out the natural texture inside; the final result was even better than he had imagined.

Putting the umbrella on the bamboo pole, Chu Tai took out the crow feather of Wu Chaoxi.

Wu Chaoxi widened his eyes and watched Chu Tai transform his crow feathers from tangible to intangible and then from intangible back to tangible, turning them into thirty-six feathers of the same size, complete in principle, and coordinated with each other.

"go with!"

Chu Tai stretched out his hand and crow feathers flew up and surrounded him. He lifted the bamboo pole and turned it gently.

The umbrella covering the bamboo pole began to rotate, and when it was fully opened, it just touched the crow feathers.

In an instant, the umbrella surface, which was originally a light green color, was instantly stained with some feather color, the ink color and green blended together, and finally fixed as dark blue.

At the same time, spiritual light emerged at the place where the thirty-six crow feathers touched. Thirty-six bamboo branches grew out from the top of the bamboo pole held by Chu Tai, and merged with the spiritual light, turning into umbrella ribs and propping up the entire umbrella.

"Take it and have a look."

Chu Tai handed the magic umbrella in his hand to Feifei.

The moment she touched the magic umbrella, the jade characters of the heavenly book in Feifei's body began to emit a faint light, reflecting the aura in the bamboo pole that served as the umbrella handle, forming wind and cloud patterns on the surface of the bamboo pole.

On the dark blue umbrella surface, the originally simple bamboo forest scene now has some traces of clouds and mist.

At the edge of the umbrella, at the end of the thirty-six ribs, the thirty-six slender crow feathers hanging down also emit a faint breeze, bringing down a little spiritual light, like a necklace.

Gently turning, the crow feathers gradually faded and dissipated, and Feifei's breath under the umbrella also became vague.

"What a wonderful magic weapon, what is its name?"

The sudden sound made Taoist Cuihuang look happy, and Chu Tai, who was observing the changes in the umbrella in Feifei's hand, responded casually: "Listen to the clear sound of the spirit crow."

The man seemed a little confused about the name and asked, "I wonder what the story is?"

"There is no allusion. Qing means clear dew and Lai means spiritual sound. The saying that the spiritual crow listens to the clear sound can also be understood as the spiritual crow listening to the wind and rain."

(End of this chapter)

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