Chapter Thirteen: Clear River Blocks the Way, Ferocious Beasts Show Off Their Might

  Soft sunlight sprinkles fine golden dust, warmth seeps into the heart, with a hint of intoxicating tenderness. Jade trees surround the spring atmosphere, slanting sun shines on the point, a river flows eastward, and ten thousand mountains reflect in the azure sky.

  Walking out of the scripture building, facing the slightly cool mountain wind, Jun Wuming gazes far into the distance at the foot of the mountain where the clear and calm river flows quietly, its surface a vast expanse of stillness, without a sound.

  However, Jun Wuming was somewhat emotional, and the bloodline cultivation methods stored in this Zangjing Tower were not a few. Jun Wuming stayed in the Zangjing Tower for several hours before selecting the most suitable method for his own cultivation.

  Break through the second stage, not only does the momentum take shape, but also the two bridges of heaven and earth are greatly opened. The self and the primordial energy of heaven and earth exchange at all times, forming a great cycle of circulation. The law body is constantly polished, and the power of the spiritual sea is nurtured by the strong and horizontal law body's essence, becoming stronger and more majestic.

  A second-order cultivator has several significant characteristics. Firstly, their internal breath advances to the level of magical power, which is self-sustaining and makes it difficult for ordinary objects to be used against them in secret; Secondly, their body is forged to a certain extent, allowing them to break free from the cycle of birth and death controlled by the five grains, meaning they can survive for ten days or half a month without food or drink; Thirdly, their body can defy the wind and move freely, second-order cultivators are already able to fly at low altitudes, making it easy for them to traverse vast distances as if they were walking on flat ground.

  With feet treading on air, the Taoist rhyme is lightly chanted, summoning the power of the clear wind. The body shape stretches out, slowly drawing in the power of the clear wind, riding the wind into the blue void. The sky is a vast expanse of blue, with endless autumn winds whispering and sighing, all things withering away in the desolate twilight.

  Recalling the scattered thoughts, I stepped lightly and flew over the tall ancient trees at low altitude, without going to Taoshan Ancient Town, but heading straight to the belly of the Taoshan Mountains.

  The Taoyuan mountain range is undulating, with overlapping peaks and ridges, centered on the thousands-of-meters-high Bitaofeng Peak. A large area of big and small peaks converges together. Every early spring, flowers bloom profusely, and birds sing in unison; when summer arrives, ancient trees reach for the sky, lush and verdant; as deep autumn approaches, the mountains are painted with five colors, the scenery is beautiful and resplendent; after autumn leaves and before winter's severity, then silver attire wraps around, exceptionally enchanting.

  Your nameless new manor is situated in a secluded mountain valley, with a massive waterfall hanging in front of the valley. The Milky Way pours down thousands of feet, pearls and jade flying in the air, which is a true portrayal of this waterfall. Thousands of waterfalls fly like fairies, pearls and jade roll over, and the scattered water light all over the sky tells the tranquility of this mountain valley.

  The gentle breeze falls into the quiet valley of Jinyang, where a nameless gentleman walks into the mountain villa under the waterfall. This villa was carefully designed and built by Master Lin Hong, a renowned craftsman.

  The sound of the waterfall was covered by the mountain villa's formation, quiet and secluded. This was Jun Wuming's first feeling after entering the villa. The overall layout of the villa cleverly used the terrain, adapting to the natural environment, with clear divisions between areas. Pavilions, towers, and halls were arranged in a harmonious manner. The clear spring water from under the waterfall was channeled into a large lake, creating a beautiful scenery. The interior design of the villa was exquisite and well-organized, with courtyards, artificial hills, and trees everywhere. In the warm glow of the setting sun and the gentle breeze, Jun Wuming felt an inexplicable sense of warmth in his heart. After drifting away for over ten years, he finally had a place to call his own little home.

  Walking into the depths of the mountain villa, opposite is another mountain villa, separated by a bridge, the entire vast valley is divided in half by these two north-south mountain villas.

  Instruct the maids to tidy up the mountain villa, then have Jun Wuming leave the villa and head straight to the green stone platform above the Lian Si Waterfall, where he sits cross-legged. This is where Jun Wuming usually cultivates his skills. For those who cultivate water attributes, practicing in a place with a large water system will naturally yield twice the results with half the effort.

  This place is quiet and peaceful, with no one daring to disturb the servants guarding around. With a wave of her cloud sleeve, she took out the spiritual materials that had been prepared long ago.

  A wisp of rosy light fell, and points of spiritual light danced. In the blink of an eye, a four-foot thick, rough tree branch with emerald blue color flashed into his hand.

  This is the thousand-year-old Bi Tao Lei Ling Mu from the mountains, which was a branch of the Bi Tao spirit root that was struck by lightning and broken off. It was collected by Lian Yun Fortress and stored in their treasury, but was taken out by Jun Wu Ming under the guise of ridding it of evil spirits. With a light grasp, the pale blue-green colors flowed between his fingers, causing his entire arm to go numb, and Jun Wu Ming almost lost his grip on it as it slipped through his fingers.

  What a formidable power of heavenly thunder! You, the nameless one, secretly furrowed your brow. Originally, this time you were prepared to refine this spiritual material into an excellent magic-driving instrument. It seems that this trouble is not small, and even with its profound magical powers, it cannot isolate the influence of the heavenly thunder's power.

  In his heart, he secretly pondered, and at this moment, his inner breath transformed into magical power. Due to his innate talent and the effects of his cultivation method, he had successfully condensed thirty-three strands of divine water magical power. Compared to the three strands of magical power that ordinary strong cultivators possessed after breaking through to the second stage, it was undoubtedly much stronger. However, at this moment, he was surprisingly unable to suppress the force of the heavenly thunder's eruption, what a hassle!!

  Thoughts turned, it seems that's all there is to it. At this time, it was high noon, and looking up at the golden sun in the sky, he casually pointed with one hand, and six red spiritual lights flew out from his palm in an instant. Six small red flags, each flag facing a different direction, were inflated by the wind and transformed into large red flags the size of carriage wheels. His eyes narrowed, and Jun Wuming's palm flashed with black spiritual light as he threw out a series of array keys, shouting lightly:

  "Six Yang Formation, activate!"

  This six-sided Yang refining flag was borrowed by Jun Wuming from a friendly guest elder in Lianyun Village, and it is now being used to refine the spiritual materials.

  Six red flags fluttered out with the array, and layers of red light suddenly unfolded, red mist transformed into clusters of red fire clouds lingering above the flags. "Boom" A burst of scorching white high-temperature flames erupted from the air in an instant, igniting the yuanqi to rise in clusters of red high-temperature flames.

  He raised an eyebrow, his magical power soaring as he snatched the spiritual material thrown out by the master and flung it into the formation. At the same time, with a wave of his hand, he activated the formation's power using the Qiyuan Seal, stirring up the active solar true fire at noon, transforming it into six yang true fire to refine the spiritual material.

  Only to see with the change of the law array, the red spirit light bloomed like a lotus flower, layer upon layer of golden red waves hanging down from the sky, completely transforming the flames into golden scorching six yang true fire! ?? Supreme Water God 13

  As the golden Six Yang True Fire slowly refined the central Bi Tao Ling branch, Jun Wu Ming sensed that the infused spiritual material had gradually transformed into a pool of spiritual liquid. Seeing this, Jun Wu Ming finally swung his sleeve and absorbed a cluster of sparkling silver light-emitting strange stones.

  "This is a fallen star stone, the essence of heavenly and earthly meteorites. Only a small portion of meteorites have this essence after falling, making it a rare thing. When Jun Wuming took away the fallen star stone and the Bi Tao Lei Mu Ling branch, Lin Changlao, who was guarding the warehouse, didn't hesitate to complain to him."

  The temperature of the Six Yang True Fire is not comparable to that of the various strange fires in the world, but once it forms a large array, its power to melt gold and iron is extraordinary. Using it to refine equipment would be a waste of great material on something small.

  Bì Táo Líng Mù is a water-wood-thunder attribute spirit material, with balanced power of life and death. Jūn Wú Míng uses Liù Yáng Zhēn Huǒ to refine the wood attribute power within this spirit material, aiming to create a sword with water-thunder attributes!

  At this moment, a sword embryo had taken shape in the array. Jun Wuming swiftly bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood essence into the sword body.

  This is an unavoidable method. The second-order cultivator's magical power has just been formed, and the source is not abundant. If you want to completely cast a sword, it is unknown when you can imprint your life mark on the sword. Therefore, only by using refined blood can you quickly refine the magic weapon.

  In the Six Yang Formation, the three-colored sword body of blue, green and silver was stained with the essence of Jun Wu's nameless blood, quickly condensing into a three-foot-long black ancient sword.

  The ancient sword was shrouded in a faint mist, with mysterious flower patterns on the hilt. Jun Wuming casually dispelled the Six Yang Array with a wave of his hand. With another gesture, the black sword transformed into a streak of dark light that shot towards him. His right hand grasped at thin air, and he was already holding the sword. He examined the black longsword carefully, its texture tough and resilient, its blade emitting a cold glow that sent shivers down his spine. Infusing it with black magic, he swung the sword in a powerful arc, aiming for the depths of the dark pool, and struck.

  "A dull sound of water arose, a black arc-shaped sword energy instantly shot into the clear and serene pool water."

  A faint smile, a hint of amusement in the eyes of the nameless star, a wisp of green smoke rose and drifted towards the foot of the mountain. Just then, a message arrived through the sleeve-transmitted token: A ferocious beast has appeared!

  At this time, I'm afraid the boatman was already anxious.

  With an air of dignity, he strode forward, his robes fluttering in the wind, and in an instant, he had flown out several miles.

  But just as Jun Wú Míng left, a white figure descended from the sky and landed on the green stone platform. He wore white clothes, had sword-like eyebrows, and his eyes shone with cold stars. His long hair fell to his shoulders, and a bright blue light gleamed at the center of his brows. A black sheathed longsword was grasped in his jade palm, and his fingers sparkled like jade.

  Elegant and refined, with a face as smooth as jade, her perfect face is full of smiles.

  Gazing casually at the fish and shrimp in the pond, I looked out at the green shadows in the distant wind.

  "It seems that this younger brother of mine does not need his older uncle's protection."

  The man in white had a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

  "Whatever, just take it as a distraction." In an instant, he transformed into a white shadow and disappeared from sight, following the blue light.

  Staring at the middle-aged man in purple clothes in front of him, Jun Wuming had a good laugh. This purple-clothed middle-aged man was Gao Xing, another big surname in Lianyun Village. Looking at his helpless face, Jun Wuming couldn't help but feel some surprise, what kind of fierce beast could be so cunning.

  At this time, the helmsman of the boat pointed to the black dragon bone ship that was tossing about in the river and said, "Young master, look! This fierce beast is now stirring up waves under the water. We have sent people to surround and capture it many times, but each time it has escaped. The bottom of this green wave river is deep and there are strange rocks and caves everywhere, making it really difficult to track."

  "Speaking of which, it's strange," said Ziyi with a mixture of frustration and puzzlement. "This beast never eats humans, only causes trouble. Every time it destroys the ships in our camp, it only destroys the ones we use to transport spiritual meat and medicinal materials!"

  "We also thought of using this method to deal with the aquatic monster, but it was not very effective and now it has provoked the beast's anger. Now, no matter what kind of boat passes through this riverbank, the beast will cause trouble."

  The Taoyuan Mountains are surrounded by mountains and water, adjacent to the Misty Forest, where rare ancient beasts and treasures can be found. Every year, Lianyun Village organizes a strong autumn hunt, hunting down ferocious beasts outside the Misty Forest in exchange for precious supplies, but there are always some that slip through the net, occasionally one or two will run out, and Jun Wuming is not surprised by this.

  "Could it be that Old Man Gao and others with strong organizations on the ship are luring this beast?" Lord Wúmíng pondered.

  "How could there not be, this ferocious beast has always been cunning. Once there is a strong person on the boat, it will never get close, and it's really annoying." Having said that, the middle-aged man in purple clothes let out a sigh, and fell silent.

  "Uncle Gao, please be at ease, this matter will be handed over to Wu Ming. Please wait a moment, let Wu Ming go and investigate first." Wu Ming stared at the turbulent water waves in the river, slightly comforting the somewhat irritated middle-aged man in purple clothes.

  He nodded quietly and instantly disappeared into a gust of clear wind, silently merging into the distant river water.