After staying for more than half a day, I saw that the aura of the golden-backed demon mantis had no obvious change.
Knowing that it would not be able to complete its transformation in a short period of time, Xie Duanyang packed everything up and returned to the Locust Department.
He grasped the timing very accurately, and here, the person who was stung by the bee was already prepared and ready to leave.
Seeing Xie Duanyang return, the old man surnamed Luo raised his eyelids slightly, released the centipede, and led the way ahead.
The attitude is obviously much more serious than before when he treated the Locusts, Pegasus and other tribes.
Everyone knows the reason for this.
After all, there are magicians in the Wild Fire Department who have a similar level of cultivation to him, and they have always been difficult to deal with.
"It's just a matter of giving up half a cent of profit as a rule."
The old man surnamed Luo sighed and thought dully.
Seeing that he did not notice any changes in the golden-backed mantis, Xie Duanyang was determined and turned his attention to other aspects.
When he first left the Locust Department, he didn't feel anything. After about three hundred miles, he was keenly aware of subtle changes in the vitality of the heaven and earth in the distance.
Because they were going to the Tianshui Department to receive baptism in the spiritual spring, among the foundation-building monks who came over this trip, the number of practitioners of the water element technique was the highest.
As for the fire monks, they only surpass the already rare metal monks.
They may not be able to sense it, but Xie Duanyang can vaguely sense that hundreds of miles ahead, there is an extremely strong fire-based Dharma intention.
Like a huge oven, standing between heaven and earth.
The further we go, the clearer this feeling becomes.
Not only is the air significantly drier and hotter than before, but the mana and energy in the body has also become much more lively.
It's just that this liveliness still contains a kind of untamable wildness, and the magic power is ready to burst out.
This makes him, who values every bit of perfect control, feel very uncomfortable.
The grass is no longer as green as before, but more withered and yellow. Even the soil is in the form of gray and black powder caused by high temperature and lack of water.
Xie Duanyang stopped and looked around, but saw that the endless green grass suddenly became vacant, showing a scorched black state after a raging wildfire.
Even the air shows strange twisted ripples.
In his opinion, it was as if the entire Wildfire Department was enveloped by a huge magic circle.
It's just that this formation is not as refined and thorough as those he has seen before, but rather seems to be made of heaven and earth, and is a bit rough and crude.
There should be an underground fire vein underground, which was modified and utilized by the monks of the Wild Fire Department.
It is undeniable that the Mulan people's spiritual arts are indeed unique. If the fire spells are cast here, the power will increase by at least 20 to 30%.
Here, even if there is no golden-backed demon mantis, Xie Duanyang still feels that he can still fight with the old man surnamed Luo.
Moreover, if you have been in a place with chaotic spiritual energy for a long time, your own control will also passively increase and grow.
After tidying up his clothes and controlling the Feiting ancient treasure to slowly rise into the air, the old man surnamed Luo played the Tao transmission notes.
About a moment later, a ball of fierce fire flew out of the city.
The firelight traveled so fast that it covered a distance of more than ten miles in just one flash.
After only a few breaths, he appeared above everyone, standing opposite the old man surnamed Luo.
But he is also an old man, wearing a dark red robe, and he is so skinny that he seems to have no flesh on his body.
The lotus magic weapon under his body is similar in color to the robe on his body, but it is as clear as crystal, and the brilliance inside it flows, making it extraordinary.
"The wildfire never ends, I have seen Taoist friends."
"Look, you have bad intentions."
Converging his consciousness and only paying attention to the situation above with the corner of his eye, Xie Duanyang secretly whispered.
The opponent was obviously so close, but he didn't restrain his aura. Instead, he let it out, which was quite provocative.
Master Yinpao and Elder Luo have similar cultivation levels, and they are both in the middle stage of elixir formation.
His condition looks to be even worse. He is visibly disfigured and may pass away at any time.
But the anger all over his body cannot be faked, and with the support of the unknown magic circle, his strength increased by several percent out of thin air.
If he really takes action, it will not be a problem for the old man named Luo to protect himself, and it is even possible to defeat the opponent, but if he builds the foundation and refining his Qi, more than half of them will be killed or injured.
This was even before the wildfire wardens were dispatched.
Fortunately, the old magician looked ferocious, but he had no real intention to do anything.
I don’t know what the two people communicated through voice transmission, but they quickly collected the flying pavilion and rosette, and slowly lowered them.
"There is a Taoist friend in the Wild Fire Department who is a talented person. He has practiced Taoism for more than 120 years. He is currently in retreat in order to break through the alchemy.
Let’s not go in this time and just trade outside the city!”
The old man surnamed Luo looked around and gave serious instructions.
Although he is not allowed to enter the city, it seems to be a bit of a loss to his reputation as an expert in forming pills.
But in fact, he himself was unwilling to enter the opponent's home court, so the old master's request was more in line with his wishes.
Moreover, the price of this transaction, the old man Yin Pao also made a commitment on behalf of the Wildfire Department and took the initiative to give up two cents of profit, which is basically the same as that of Pegasus and other small departments.
The Wild Fire Department currently only has a famous Dan-Jie master, and the old sorcerer doesn't have many years left to live. Whether this person can successfully attack Dan-Jie is directly related to their development trend in the next two to three hundred years.
In order to protect him from forming the elixir, the Wildfire Department opened all restrictions and gathered nearly half of the tribe's magicians to protect him. In fact, there is no extra strength to defend Xie Duanyang and the others.
That's why we asked to be stationed outside the city. To a certain extent, it actually showed cowardice.
What's more, among the items that the old man surnamed Luo brought with him on this trip, they happened to have two spiritual items that they had reserved in advance, which the magician needed to use when forming elixirs.
"It turns out that I was in retreat to break through the elixir formation."
Seeing the old man surnamed Luo trading spiritual objects to the old man Yinpao, Xie Duanyang felt a great pity.
The practice of a magician is very different from that of Tiannan monks. He was very inspired by their foundation building and spiritual awakening, not to mention the elixir formation.
What's more, the Wild Fire Department is famous for its fire method, which is consistent with Xie Duanyang's Taoist method.
Watching him form pills, the benefits will only be greater than those of the female cultivator from Baihua Mountain and the monster beast like the golden-backed demon mantis.
It's a pity that they can't stop here for long, and the other party can't succeed in just a few days.
However, with the restriction and cover of the large formation, it is impossible to sense the changes in vitality fluctuations in detail.
Xie Duanyang was thinking about the few words about magicians forming pills in the spiritual Taoist book he purchased.
However, after accepting the spiritual objects, the old man in Yin robe, who was about to return to the tribe after turning the lotus platform, suddenly stopped and his eyes fell on him.
Divine consciousness emerged and pressed down on him.
The old man surnamed Luo frowned, driving the golden centipede between the two of them, and said with a determined expression.
"Fellow Taoist Gala, the juniors have shallow cultivation and cannot match your momentum."
Although Xie Duanyang's status is embarrassing and he joined halfway, he is not considered one of Feng Sting's true friends.
But after all, he now bears this title, and he is leading the team. It is impossible for the old man surnamed Luo to watch him being treated by this old magician.
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the monks here instinctively summoned the magic weapon, pinched the talisman, and it was ready to be activated at any time.
But in his heart, he was extremely frightened.
They knew in their hearts that if the masters of pill formation really wanted to take action, their methods would be no different from Zhihu's.
"Fellow Daoist Luo thought wrong."
The younger members of the clan were at a critical moment, and the old guy would naturally not provoke a Dan-forming opponent at this time, so he hurriedly explained.
"I see that this little friend is full of energy and energy, and his magic power is good and pure, so I want to give him a chance..."
Time is urgent, so the old master will make his plan clear in a few words.
It turns out that the Wildfire Tribe was derived from the Fire Worshiping Tribe among the ten major tribes, and it has quite a bit of background.
The clan's gate formation has been passed down from generation to generation, which can be used to assist in breaking through the pill formation.
The essence is to gather several people, each according to their position, to apply their own cultivation to the magician at the eye of the formation, and forcibly increase his magic power to a great level.
Although this mana is borrowed, is unstable, and lacks many subtle mysteries, the amount of mana only meets the standard.
But with this foundation, it will naturally be much easier to break through.
However, the requirements for this method are also very strict. There are requirements for the age, cultivation level, attributes, and Taoist understanding of those who enter the battle. It is not something that can be used casually.
After all, the Wildfire Tribe has just barely crossed the threshold of a mid-level tribe. There are not many foundation-building monks in the tribe, and there are even fewer who meet the requirements.
As for the surrounding tribes, their skills and attributes are not compatible with each other, and they all do not get along happily with the Wild Fire Department.
Naturally, it is impossible for them to borrow magicians to support their enemies.
Although the Wildfire Department barely managed to gather six foundation-building mages, they could barely set up this formation.
However, two of them are only in the early stage of cultivation, and the effect will not be very good. It is hard to say how much help they can have.
So when the old guy sensed the fire power of Xie Duanyang, he suddenly came up with this idea.
It seems very unreliable to invite outsiders to participate in such a major event, but Bee Stinger is from Tiannan and has not been too involved with several tribes around them. On the contrary, it is relatively innocent.
Inviting him to join was also a sudden thought, and naturally no one would have laid a trap for it in advance.
Of course, the most important thing is that the old master is confident that with the strength shown by Xie Duanyang, he will never be able to make any small moves under his nose after coming in.
"Master Qu's nephew, the Wildfire Department has had a relationship with our Bee Stinger for hundreds of years.
If this can happen, it will be a good story..."
After listening to what he said, the eyes of the old man surnamed Luo lit up and he looked at the old Dharma Master Yinpao intently.
"To be honest, I also have some experience in formations, and maybe I can help."
The spiritual spring in the Tianshui Department can help increase the probability of foundation building, which is worth stinging.
If it helps to break through the core formation, even if it is only 1%, the value of this formation of the Wild Fire Department is immeasurable.
Although foundation building is the main foundation of a sect's power, it is ultimately the core that forms the pillar.
Imagining the benefits, the old man named Luo suddenly changed his attitude and took the initiative to persuade Xie Duanyang.
He is even willing to stay here for an extra month or two, even if it delays his journey to Tianshui.
The old monk saw this in his eyes and said coldly, "I'm afraid I will disappoint fellow Taoist.
Tiannan Taoism is completely different from our spiritual arts, and this formation also needs to be performed on the ancestral land spiritual formation of our clan..."
After saying this, he tried his best to look at Xie Duanyang with a kind expression, and his words were bewitching.
"If the junior in my clan succeeds, the magicians in the Sky Fire Formation will also gain some of the insights they gained when forming the elixir.
This is more effective than any panacea..."
Xie Duanyang sighed secretly, this matter took a long time, and he really didn't want to get involved.
However, no foundation-building monk could refuse the benefits offered by the old sorcerer. They would rather risk their lives to take a chance on this opportunity.
What's more, the current old man surnamed Luo has also changed his mind, looking at himself with burning eyes, obviously not giving up his plan without what the old magician said.
Xie Duanyang raised his head, nodded slightly bitterly, and said helplessly.
"In this case, the juniors should be respectful rather than obey orders.
It’s just that Qu’s knowledge of spiritual arts and formations is limited, so I’m afraid he won’t be of much help.”
This was an opportunity to gain advantage. Master Yinpao was not surprised by this. After thinking about it for a moment, he took out an obsidian piece from his storage bag and threw it into his arms.
He also passed the storage bag to an old man named Luo.
Just as he was about to say something, the old sorcerer had already activated his magic power, and a fire about ten feet high came out, transformed into a big hand of black light, and grabbed it from the air.
The magic power in Xie Duanyang's body reacted instinctively, and he wanted to resist, but he was forced down by him, and the protective energy was easily crushed by his big hands, and he was lifted into the air.
"The contents inside are temporarily given to you, Fellow Daoist. I will borrow this little friend from the Wildfire Department for half a year. When you come back in half a year, Fellow Daoist Luo, please ask me to get it back!"
After saying these words, Lian Tai lifted him up and turned into a black rainbow and escaped into the aura of the formation.
The speed was almost half that of the previous one, and the old man surnamed Luo disappeared without waiting for anything.
"This old fox..."
After reciting the previous sentence angrily, the old man surnamed Luo was not as angry as he looked.
He has already used his spiritual consciousness to count the storage bags as collateral, and if he exchanges them for a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, he will only have a lot more.
Even if Xie Duanyang is included, the profits from this trip outweigh the losses.
What's more, he is still "taking the artist to seek refuge", not to mention that it is not worthy of Bee Sting to go to war for him.
If the Wildfire Department really keeps its promise and releases it, it will not be difficult to obtain information about the formation by means.
In this case, he will never be in a hurry to express his position before the final result comes out.
"Little friend Qu, it depends on whether you have this chance."
Elder Luo thought silently in his heart, put away the storage bag with his backhand, and left Yang Mingwen to arrange for everyone, while he went to rest again.
Although there were many twists and turns, it was still earlier than expected. Now the time to go to Tianshui Department will be earlier.
With the old magician leading the way, the Wildfire Department's formation turned a blind eye to Xie Duanyang, allowing him to pass through several barriers in succession and appear at the core of the Wildfire Department.
Xie Duanyang used his eyesight to burn everything he saw about the other party into the sea of consciousness, warning himself.
"Stingers are unreliable, and the Wildfire Department is especially unreliable.
In the final analysis, you still have to rely on yourself."
The spiritual formation that can help people form elixirs can barely be regarded as the foundation of the Wildfire Tribe. Even if there are many restrictions, it cannot stop the coveted eyes.
He likes to prepare for the worst in everything, and doesn't think the Wildfire Department will let him go easily.
Staying here forever and becoming a rootless priest is the best outcome.
Even worse.
If a foundation-building monk dies, he will die. All he needs to do is pay some spiritual stones as compensation, and Bee Sting will also attack the Wildfire Department for him.
In order to avoid such an ending, he must prepare in advance to deal with all possible changes.