Chapter 544
In the cultivation world, the Transformation Spirit Exchange Meeting is a highly anticipated event, held every hundred years in Lingxiao Immortal City. This Lingxiao Immortal City is like a bright pearl, inlaid in the vast spiritual valley. Surrounded by immortal mountains, spiritual mist lingers in between like a veil, like a dream. Outside the city gate, the huge stone gate towers into the clouds, engraved with ancient and mysterious runes, which flash with a faint light, as if silently telling countless legends and stories in the long river of time.
Fu Shaoping and Nangong Wan stepped into this mysterious fairy city hand in hand. The city was bustling with stalls on both sides of the street, with all kinds of rare treasures, rare medicinal materials and magical weapons. Monks in colorful costumes shuttled through it. They came from all corners of the country, with their own unique style and atmosphere.
The monks from Shuiyun Pavilion, who came from the East China Sea, wore light blue robes with lively water patterns embroidered on them, and the light seemed to flow as they walked. They were good at water magic, and their gestures were gentle and soft. Su Muyang, the chief disciple of Shuiyun Pavilion, had a handsome face and a confident and calm look in his eyes. He strolled among the stalls, his eyes swept over the magic weapons one by one, and occasionally stopped to talk to the stall owner for a few words, his voice gentle and steady.
The people from Yansha Castle in the northwest desert had a very different style. They wore heavy black clothes, red cloaks, and hats to protect themselves from the wind and sand in the desert. Yansha Castle was famous for its fire-attributed skills. Lei Yao, the son of its lord, was burly and strong, with dark skin and a striking scar on his face, which added a bit of fierceness. He strode forward, and every step he took was accompanied by an unquestionable momentum, which attracted the attention of the surrounding monks.
There are also disciples of the Guling Sect from the Shiwandashan Mountains in southern Xinjiang. Their clothes are brightly colored, mostly made of exotic animal skins and fabrics, and their accessories are hung with various strange bone ornaments and bells. When they walk, the bells make a crisp and strange sound. Ayi Na, the saint of the Guling Sect, has a graceful figure and a beautiful face with a hint of mysterious coldness. Her eyes are like a deep pool, and people dare not look directly at them. In her hands, she holds a small Gu insect box, which is engraved with mysterious runes and faintly emits a strange light.
Fu Shaoping and Nangong Wan came to the main venue of the exchange meeting - the magnificent white jade hall. The hall was carefully built with huge white jade stones, and each stone was polished smooth like a mirror, reflecting the light of the spiritual crystal in the sky. The bright spiritual crystals inlaid on the top of the hall were like twinkling stars in the night sky, shining brightly and illuminating the entire hall as if it were daytime.
In the hall, the Spiritualization Stage cultivators from all over the country had already gathered. They sat together in a warm and harmonious atmosphere. Fu Shaoping and Nangong Wan found an empty seat and sat down, quietly listening to everyone's conversation.
At this time, an old man with white hair but vigorous spirit slowly stood up. The old man came from the Qingfeng Sect, a major sect of immortal cultivation in the central region, and was highly respected in the cultivation world. He held a stone that exuded a mysterious aura in his hand and said in a loud voice: "My fellow Taoists, this stone in my hand is the Xuntian Stone, which can guide treasure hunters to find rare treasures. This stone is not easy to come by. I take it out today to exchange it with you for the materials I need." When everyone heard this, they gathered around, their eyes full of curiosity and desire, carefully examining the Xuntian Stone, and for a while, there was a lot of discussion.
Fu Shaoping's heart moved, and he thought of the broken sword of the innate spiritual treasure that he had always carried with him. This broken sword was obtained by chance. Although its power was greatly reduced, he could feel the powerful force contained in it. If he could find repair materials, perhaps the broken sword could restore its former power. So he stood up and asked politely: "Senior, I wonder what you need? Maybe I can help." The old man glanced at Fu Shaoping, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and said: "I need a thousand-year spiritual marrow and purple star grass. If I can get these two things, I will exchange this Xuntian Stone with you." Fu Shaoping thought for a while. He had seen some records of the thousand-year spiritual marrow in an ancient book. He heard that it was born in the depths of the spiritual spring in the extremely yin place and was extremely rare. And the purple star grass was heard to grow in a forest full of fog and danger. He looked at Nangong Wan, and Nangong Wan nodded slightly, revealing firmness and support in his eyes, indicating that he could try.
At this moment, a monk in a black robe sneered and walked out of the crowd. This person was Zhao Wuchang from the Dark Demon Sect. The Demon Sect was secretive and was despised by most righteous monks. Zhao Wuchang's face was pale and his eyes were sinister. He said disdainfully: "Just you? Millennium Spiritual Essence and Purple Star Grass are not so easy to get. I have a Purple Star Grass here, senior, why don't you exchange with me." The old man frowned and said seriously: "Although you have Purple Star Grass, Millennium Spiritual Essence is indispensable. The exchange conditions for this Xuntian Stone are indispensable." Zhao Wuchang snorted, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes: "Then I will add ten high-grade spirit stones, how about it?" The old man still shook his head, his attitude was firm: "The materials I need are extremely important to me, I hope that fellow Daoist Zhao understands."
Seeing this, Fu Shaoping said sincerely again: "Senior, give me some time, I will definitely find the thousand-year-old spiritual essence and purple star grass." The old man looked at Fu Shaoping's determined eyes, felt the sincerity in his words, and nodded: "Okay, I will give you ten days. If you can get them all in ten days, this Xuntian Stone will be yours."
After Fu Shaoping and Nangong Wan left the hall, they began to prepare for the search for materials. They first came to the Intelligence Pavilion of the Immortal City, where news and intelligence from all over the world were gathered. As long as they paid enough, they could get the information they wanted. The pavilion was elegantly decorated, with bookshelves lined up, and countless jade slips and ancient books were placed. Fu Shaoping took out a bag of spiritual stones and handed it to the disciple in charge of reception, indicating that he wanted to know the clues of the thousand-year spiritual marrow and purple star grass. The disciple took the spiritual stone with a smile, searched in the jade slip for a while, and provided them with detailed information. The thousand-year spiritual marrow may appear in a place called the bottom of Youquan Valley, which is shrouded by powerful prohibitions and surrounded by powerful monsters. The purple star grass grows in the depths of the misty forest, which is filled with strange mist, which can easily make people lose their way, and there are various dangerous traps and monsters.
After leaving the Intelligence Pavilion, the two made some preparations and then embarked on a difficult journey to find materials. They first went to the bottom of Youquan Valley, which is located in the northwest of Lingxiao Fairy City. The valley is filled with a gloomy and cold atmosphere. At the entrance of the valley, huge rocks are piled up in an orderly manner, as if they are the remains of giant beasts in ancient times, exuding a vicissitudes and mysterious atmosphere. Fu Shaoping stepped into the valley carefully, and Nangong Wan followed closely behind, holding his magic weapon tightly in his hand, and observing the surroundings vigilantly.
The road in the valley was rugged and difficult to walk on. The stone walls around them flashed strange lights from time to time, as if countless eyes were peeping at them in the dark. They walked along the winding path and suddenly heard a low and dull roar, which echoed in the valley and shook people's hearts. Fu Shaoping signaled Nangong Wan to be careful, and the two slowly approached the source of the sound. I saw a huge Youquan Demon Python entrenched by the pool at the bottom of the valley. The pool exuded a faint blue light, and the thousand-year spiritual essence must be in it. The Youquan Demon Python was huge, like a small hill, and its body was covered with scales as hard as iron, and each scale flashed a cold luster. Its eyes were like two huge lanterns, flashing a bloodthirsty light, which made people shudder. Fu Shaoping knew that the Youquan Demon Python in front of him was powerful. It was a demon beast at the level of incarnation, with eight magical powers. If he wanted to obtain the thousand-year spiritual essence, he would have to go through a fierce battle. He took a deep breath, and a firm belief surged in his heart. For the sake of repairing the broken sword and the promise he made to the old man, he could not retreat. Nangong Wan stood aside, her eyes revealing determination. She secretly circulated her spiritual power, ready to assist Fu Shaoping with the formation at any time.
Fu Shaoping took the lead in launching the attack, and he used the Daluo Vajra Seal. He quickly formed seals with his hands, muttering something, and golden runes flew out of his hands, quickly condensing into a huge golden Buddha seal in the air. The Buddha seal exuded a dazzling light, and the runes on it flashed with mysterious power, as if containing the supreme power of the ancient Vajra. This golden Buddha seal, with an overwhelming force, pressed hard towards the Youquan Demon Python. The Youquan Demon Python felt a huge threat, and it roared angrily, twisting its huge body, and the surrounding rocks were shaken and rolled down.
At the same time, Nangong Wan used the formation to assist. The spell in her hand changed, and the spiritual power in the surrounding space surged rapidly. A huge Bagua formation diagram appeared between Fu Shaoping and the Youquan Demon Python. The runes on the Bagua formation diagram flickered, echoing with Fu Shaoping's Daluo Vajra Seal. Through this formation, the power contained in the Daluo Vajra Seal was enhanced, and the already powerful Buddha Seal became more condensed, and the speed suddenly increased.
The Nether Spring Python opened its huge mouth and spewed out a stream of black venom. The venom was like a black torrent, with a pungent smell and strong corrosiveness, rushing towards the golden Buddha seal. The golden Buddha seal collided with the black venom, making a violent roar. The black venom continued to erode the Buddha seal, and the golden light flickered under the erosion of the venom, but with the assistance of Nangong Wan's formation, the Buddha seal still stubbornly pressed towards the Nether Spring Python.
Seeing that the Daluo Vajra Seal did not work, Fu Shaoping immediately used the Qiankun Reverse Palm. His figure flashed and instantly appeared above the Youquan Demon Python, and slapped his palms fiercely. Two huge palm prints appeared out of thin air, surrounded by chaotic airflow, as if they could reverse the world. The two palm prints, with the power to destroy everything, smashed hard towards the head of the Youquan Demon Python. The Youquan Demon Python felt the threat above its head, and it raised its huge head to greet the Qiankun Reverse Palm with its hard scales.
Nangong Wan used the formation again, gathering the surrounding spiritual energy into a powerful force, and injected it into the Qiankun Niluan Palm. This made the Qiankun Niluan Palm even more powerful, and the chaotic airflow around the palm print became even more violent. When the palm print collided with the scales of the Youquan Demon Python, a deafening sound was heard. Although the scales of the Youquan Demon Python were extremely hard, cracks appeared under this powerful attack, and black blood oozed from the cracks in the scales.
The Dark Spring Python felt pain, twisting its body in anger, and its huge tail swept towards Fu Shaoping like a thick iron pillar. Fu Shaoping quickly cast the Heaven Prison Ice Seal, and he quickly formed seals with his hands, uttering a series of ancient spells. The surrounding air quickly condensed, and countless sharp ice spikes appeared out of thin air, shooting towards the Dark Spring Python's tail. These ice spikes were engraved with mysterious runes, exuding a cold breath, as if they could imprison all the power between heaven and earth.
Nangong Wan used the formation to strengthen the power of the Prisoner's Ice Seal. She transformed the surrounding spiritual power into ice-attribute spiritual power and injected it into the ice spikes. The ice spikes became tougher and their number increased exponentially. When the ice spikes collided with the Youquan Python's tail, a "crackling" sound was heard. Although the ice spikes failed to completely stop the Youquan Python's tail, they slowed it down and left deep scars on its tail.
Fu Shaoping took advantage of the moment when the attack of the Nether Spring Python was blocked and summoned the Star Scimitar. A bright starlight streaked across the night sky, and a mysterious scimitar appeared in Fu Shaoping's hand. The Star Scimitar was inlaid with countless twinkling stars, and each star contained powerful power. Fu Shaoping held the Star Scimitar in his hand, and rushed towards the Nether Spring Python like lightning. He displayed his exquisite sword skills, and sharp sword lights flashed, as if he was going to chop the Nether Spring Python into pieces.
Nangong Wan performed a formation to provide spiritual support for Fu Shaoping. She continuously transferred the surrounding spiritual power into Fu Shaoping's body, allowing Fu Shaoping to perform the Star Scimitar's swordsmanship more smoothly. The Nether Spring Demon Python felt Fu Shaoping's attack, opened its huge mouth, and sprayed out a strong suction force, trying to suck Fu Shaoping into its mouth. Fu Shaoping hurriedly circulated the spiritual power in his body to resist the suction force, while the Star Scimitar in his hand continued to wave, and the sword light and the suction force counteracted each other.
In the fierce battle, Fu Shaoping used twelve Jinglei Swords to form the Taiyi Sword Formation. Twelve Jinglei Swords flew out from his storage ring and quickly formed a huge sword formation in the air. Lightning flashed in the sword formation, making a "crackling" sound, and each lightning contained a powerful force. The Taiyi Sword Formation rushed towards the Youquan Demon Python with a powerful momentum. The Youquan Demon Python felt the threat of the Taiyi Sword Formation, and the scales on its body stood up, releasing a powerful defensive force.
Nangong Wan used the formation to enhance the power of the Taiyi Sword Formation. She transformed the surrounding spiritual energy into thunder attribute spiritual energy and injected it into the Taiyi Sword Formation. (End of this chapter)