Chapter 65: Cloud Elves Seeing that Wu Yong's team had a better way to catch monsters, the Wu family practitioners had no choice but to go their separate ways. They split into two teams, each led by three or four sorcerers, to capture the Qingyun monster. Look, Yan Yunyue, Wu Changgui and another old Taoist priest were holding three wind banners, which attracted more than 20 Qi-training Taoist priests to raise bone-chilling winds and formed a tornado. The green tornado that reached the sky immediately stirred up the clouds and mist within a few miles. With the naked eye, one could see a dozen soft marshmallows spinning rapidly in circles within the green tornado, carried by the strong wind. "Very good! Very good! My fellows, let's throw the wind chains and catch those clouds." The old man dressed as the chief steward of the outer contract kept waving the big wind flags with his arms, and loudly commanded the Wu family practitioners to use the iron chains to capture the Qingyun monster that lost its balance in the wind. Each Qigong Taoist just nailed one end of the hundred-foot-long iron chains into the earth and rocks with a ten-foot-long wooden stake, and then each of them shook the end of the wind-fixing chain and threw it straight into the wind roll that was a hundred-foot high. The so-called wind-fixing chain is not some strange magical instrument, but a chain connected to the wind-fixing bead, one of the eight natural treasures. Although the wind-fixing bead is not a magical instrument, it is a natural essence that cannot be moved by strong winds. Although it cannot fix the strong wind, it can fix itself in the strong wind, which is worthy of the name of wind-fixing bead! The cultivators kept throwing wind-fixing chains, and the three sorcerers kept adjusting and controlling the height and shape of the wind. The two worked together with all their might, and although they used a clumsy method, they gradually became proficient, and caught more and more Qingyun monsters. A Taoist took down a huge ball of white cotton from the wind-fixing bead at the end of the chain, but the ball had been blown dizzy by the strong wind. It fell down like a cotton ball as big as a tabletop. It felt extremely delicate and had an inexplicable fragrance that made people unable to resist stroking it. The Taoist shook off the dust on the cloud, straightened out the cloud, took out a jade bottle from the bamboo basket behind him, pointed the bottle mouth at the cloud, and at the same time, he kept chanting spells with his right hand. After just a few breaths, a layer of dim light appeared on the jade bottle, and the next moment, the cloud that the bottle mouth was pointing at turned into a wisp of white mist, and was sucked into the jade bottle with a pop. Looking from the outside in, it looked like a bottle of cotton candy!
The Taoist sealed the bottle with a wooden stopper covered with talismans and gently put it back into the bamboo basket behind him. Such scenes were staged one after another at various places on the mountain top. Various cloud elves were at a loss in the face of the group of old climbers who were practicing wind magic. They ran around in the hazy clouds with their heads covered, and from time to time they made sounds like the calls of deer. Some of the cloud elves got so angry from being chased that they charged towards these guys. This faint purple cloud was like this. Its eyes, which seemed neither real nor unreal, stood upside down and it headed straight towards the culprit who was holding the wind-controlling decree and making it dizzy. "Hahahaha, I deserve this reward. The Purple Cloud Monster is an air spirit born from the purple energy of the morning glow. It has no ability to fight, but it does have the ability to improve qi training and cultivation." An old Taoist in a black robe formed the Hunyuan Hand Seal, exhaled the Hunyuan Qi from his mouth, and with the help of hand gestures like flipping flowers, he immediately transformed the Hunyuan Qi into a large gaseous hand seal about ten feet in size, which firmly grasped the purple cloud. The purple cloud quickly absorbed it into the jade bottle while it was mumbling angrily. The old Taoist couldn't help laughing. This kind of cloud fairy is really adorable, especially with so many purple clouds. The fluctuation of magic power on its body is comparable to that of the third level, but it can only butt people with its head. Does it hurt when it hits people with a little cotton ball? "With this monster, I may be able to exchange it for a successfully refined small somersault cloud." "How wonderful! How wonderful!" The old Taoist in black robe couldn't hold back his joy. He was happier to have caught this third-level purple cloud than to have picked up a magic weapon. The Taoists nearby were so happy that their eyes turned red. In the hazy sea of fog, Wu Yong's group was even more outrageous. The Wind-Breaking Magic Boat was like a cloud-collecting boat, moving in all directions. It was like a huge fan on the boat, sucking all the nearby clouds directly into the wind duct formation above. A group of more than ten people were busy just sitting in the magic boat to seal the Qingyun Monster. The Qingyun monster group on Hanshan Mountain is indeed very large. If the main force of the Jing family was not attacking Dongsheng Shenzhou, they would also have mobilized a large number of Fengdao monks to come and take them down. But now it has benefited the Wu family practitioners, as they have obtained hundreds of Qingyun goblins, big and small. The Lingguan Baogao that Wu Yong obtained also contained two minor magical powers, the Cloud and Escape, which could be cultivated by imitating the Somersault Cloud. Small Somersault Cloud! This small somersault cloud was originally made of clouds from the nine heavens, which were compiled into brocade clouds. It was the ritual of refining the Taoist magic weapon Bagua Jinguang Pa, and combined with the Qimen Dunshu technique. This gave the brocade clouds the ability to escape into the air. The technique and the treasure were cultivated together, and it was ranked among the minor magical powers of the alchemy path. This magical power can be used as a magic weapon for flying and escaping, and can also be used as a Taoist method of cloud escape. It can be engraved with Taoist patterns, and can be practiced and flown. It is one of the most commonly used small escapes in alchemy! Wu Yong gently stroked the white cloud on the deck with his right hand. He looked at Jin Fugui - Chief Steward Jin - who was leading the cultivators in working hard to collect the cloud, and nodded slightly. Then, he made seals with his hands and flew around, using the magic of the small somersault cloud to continuously extract the cloud essence from the body of the Qingyun Monster, weaving its essence again, and then using the magic of escape to engrave it on the cloud. It only took a few hours to slowly shape it into a cloud platform! It was just that Wu Yong took pity on the Cloud Spirit and only used its external cloud essence to reshape it, without damaging the spirit of the monster. At this moment, he trained it into a Cloud Spirit magic weapon-like creature, but it had lost its ability to escape into the air. “It’s a bit of a pity. To completely refine it into a small somersault cloud, we have to wipe out its spirituality and completely train it into a cloud of unconscious and soulless gas. Only then can we switch between reality and illusion, just like using an arm!” "Yeah, that's true. How can you have both in this world? If you want to take a shortcut with this spirit of heaven and earth and quickly refine it into a minor magical power, you have to kill this spirituality." Wu Yong smiled and shook his head. The next moment, he wiped out the spirituality with a wave of his right hand, dispersing it into clouds, and began to truly practice it as a magical ritual. As a human being, he naturally has seven emotions and a compassionate heart, but for those who seek the truth, everything can be abandoned. If this cloud monster really had a complete spiritual intelligence and soul, Wu Yong might have let it go and established cause and effect.
But if it is just a trace of spirituality, plants and trees also have spirituality, insects and fleas also have spirituality, poultry and livestock also have spirituality, how can we abandon the Tao because of momentary pity? His hands kept flying and making hand gestures in front of the cloud platform, transforming it from a bunch of clouds into a brocade cloud of light. Its shape began to condense, and the light became more and more illusory. Finally, the real and the unreal alternated, and it could become the magical power of air escape - the small somersault cloud! (End of this chapter)