Chapter 114: Casting Xuanmen Treasure Landin the afternoon. The disciples were all practicing shooting at the shooting range in the back mountain. Jiang Mo seemed to rush over to urge them on. Having nothing to do, he prepared a pot of tea and sat at the desk near the window on the third floor of the Sutra Library, gently flipping through the books. The rustling sound of papers echoed in the silent floors. “The definition and types of microorganisms.” "Bacteria, actinomycetes, fungi, viruses, mycoplasmas, chlamydia" Jiang Mo fixed his gaze on the page for a long time, roughly browsing the contents of the chapter, and suddenly had a guess: "The disciples of Yuncang Valley used a combination of secret medicine, Qi, and day and night taming to build a solid relationship with the seabirds they raised and drive them to roam around." "I have seen many methods of taming beasts when I traveled in the Northern Desert." "Beasts are living things. Although they are not yet intelligent, they are vastly different from plants, trees, soil, and rocks. Most microorganisms have the ability to move independently. If they could be controlled like beasts, it would be very interesting. At least it would be a completely new path that no one has ever walked before." "If we continue to dig deeper, while refining Qi, we can also analyze and control microorganisms, use them to improve the body, gather intelligence, and even attack, the results are worth looking forward to." Although it is a guess, Jiang Mo finds it difficult to put it into practice. Firstly, he had never practiced any specific method of taming beasts. Secondly, the number of microorganisms was too large. It was difficult and time-consuming to tame and select suitable species for cultivation, and the results were low.
Instead of wasting time on this, he might as well go look for the Five Qi Ultimate Objects and rebuild his body. "Ta! Tat! Tat!" With light footsteps, he jumped over the stairs and went straight to the third floor of the pavilion. Lu Jin brought good news: "Uncle Master, the photo we took earlier was sent to us by Master Fan at the foot of the mountain. It's right down there." Jiang Mo chuckled when he heard this, stopped flipping through the book, closed the thick biology book, and without any hesitation, stood up and prepared to leave. "You're here just now? Let's go and take a look." In Siming Hall, Director Fan, who was in charge of delivering the photos, was waiting patiently, holding a stack of photos wrapped and sealed in white paper in his hands. "Boss Fan, sorry for the long wait. I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person." Jiang Mo walked towards him, stepped over the threshold and went straight into the hall to talk to him. "Master Jiang, you're welcome." Mr. Fan was wearing a brown suit and had regular features. He was a middle-aged man in his 40s. After seeing Jiang Mo, he hurriedly handed over the heavy album package. "Here, these are your family's photos. Every one of them is flawless when developed. There are 180 of them in total." "Mr. Lu You has already paid the previous fees. Let me check it for you." "Thank you for taking me all the way here, Master Fan." Jiang Mo thanked him with a faint smile, took the paper package and opened it. His eyes swept over each black and white photo one by one. He was quite satisfied and could not find any faults. "It is indeed flawless. Thank you for your hard work, Master Fan." "Look at what you said. Isn't it our duty as craftsmen to develop photos well?" Seeing that the deal was successfully concluded, Mr. Fan exchanged a few pleasantries and said goodbye in a hurry: "Master Jiang, I have something else to do and I have to go back first. If you want to take the photo another day, remember to ask Master Lu to find me. I will give you a discount." "Okay, Master Fan, I'm sorry I won't see you off."
After the photographer left, Jiang Mo and Lu Jin began to screen photos for everyone. In addition to 10 group photos at the sect's several iconic buildings, each person had about 11 photos. As the head of a family, Jiang Mo has the most group photos, 20 in total. "Uncle Master, look at this photo. You look so young." Lu Jin was attracted by a certain photo, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't wait to show it to Jiang Mo. The picture shows a group photo of Lu Jin, Cheng Zhen, and Jiang Mo. They are standing in front of an ancient temple, with handsome faces and elegant temperaments. Especially Jiang Mo in the middle, with a faint smile on his lips, his eyes clear but restrained. Compared with the two people beside him, he seemed very easy-going. "Really? A bit young indeed." Jiang Mo glanced at the photo that Lu Jin handed over. Looking at his own appearance that had not faded, he felt both familiar and unfamiliar. Ever since he found the true method to break through the triple rebirth on the ice field, his body has shown a trend of reverse growth, and the injuries accumulated in his body due to various reasons in his early years have also been continuously eradicated. Finally, guided by his will, his body froze to the appearance of a young adult, full of blood and energy, without any signs of aging. He was like an active volcano with no dormant period, always bursting with vitality. Seeing that Jiang Mo seemed distracted, Lu Jin shared another photo, his voice full of joy: "Uncle Master, look, this is mine and yours." "Hmm? Jin'er?" Jiang Mo lowered his head and stared. In the black and white photo, he was rubbing Lu Jin's head with one hand. He looked like a kind teacher, but his appearance was a little out of place. "Boss Fan really captured the picture well, making you look like a child." Having said that, Jiang Mo particularly likes this photo. He stares at it for a long time, and the more he looks at it, the more he thinks it looks like his senior brother. The two of them screened the photos for a long time, nearly half an hour before finishing. "Jin'er, remember to share the photos with everyone later;" Jiang Mo put away his own photo, and suddenly remembered something, so he reminded: "Also, your friend who wants to visit our mountain gate, you can write to him in two days and come over." "Okay, Uncle Master, I understand." Lu Jin was worried about messing up the photos of his seniors, so he carefully separated them with white paper, fearing that they would be accidentally left with wrinkles. Looking at his serious expression, Jiang Mo smiled, turned and left. Back Hill Cemetery. Jiang Mo, holding incense and praying, stood in front of his senior brother's tombstone with a pious look, recounting the trivial things that had happened recently. The ceremony is over. He held a photo of the three of them and muttered to himself, "Chengzhen has grown up, and Senior Brother Si Chong has also grown old, but you are gone." "Brother, I want to buy osmanthus flowers and put them in the wine, but it doesn't look like the youth's travel." Thoughts vanished with the wind. Perhaps so that his brother, who was separated from his father by Yin and Yang, could see the photo more clearly, a red flame overflowed from Jiang Mo's fingertips, instantly devouring the photo and turning into wisps of flying ashes that drifted away. He stayed with him for a long time at the cemetery, just like his senior brother who supervised him silently while practicing Qi cultivation. It was not until the evening, after dusk, that Jiang Mo's figure disappeared from the forest. There were many natural caves in the back mountain of Trinity. Jiang Mo took advantage of the bright moonlight and walked up the winding and long stone steps to the mountain.
Looking around, you can see natural caves of various sizes and densely packed everywhere. The predecessors and disciples of the sect from past generations often came here to practice in seclusion, and Jiang Mo was no exception. Time passed quickly, and following the path of memory, he came to the remote cave where he had once broken through the second level. "Wow——!" The dark and cool cave, with the arrival of Jiang Mo, fire energy surged on the rock wall and transformed into clusters of illuminating flames. "It's time to build a treasure land for the sect to practice. The second-level disciples' reverse life state may be built firmly, but after all, it cannot be transformed without being destroyed." Recalling the scene of tempering his body on the ice field, Jiang Mo felt it was very harsh. The biting cold wind tore his muscles apart time and time again. He was tempered by the heaven and earth. The environment was too harsh. Even though he was at the peak of the second level, he was on the verge of death several times. The disciples in the sect now have the true method to practice, but when they reach the end of the second level, they still cannot avoid the state of reverse birth, and need to rely on external forces to tear them apart again and again. Make the muscles, bones, blood and flesh become stronger and stronger, thus reaching a certain limit, and completely blast open the last barrier when building the reverse life state, reach the third level, realize the perfect Qi transformation, and return to the true nature. Instead of asking them to follow his example and retreat into the ice field, it would be better for him to personally build a treasure land for them to hone their skills and rebuild. In order to ensure the long-term development of the sect and ensure that everyone can reach the third level, Jiang Mo had already made plans. When he was in the fishing village, he met Zhang Zhiwei's request to hone his golden light, which just accelerated the process. When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Jiang Mo leaned over in the cave and activated his true method. His right hand was glowing with lime-colored Qi. When it touched the hard surface, the rocks in front of him collapsed, and the surging sand and gravel collapsed like flowing water. "Boom!!!" In an instant, an underground cave shaped like a Bagua furnace was chiseled out by Jiang Mo. He also engraved some of the true methods in the form of runes at the bottom of the cave, so as to attract the natural Qi floating in the sky and earth, and continuously transform it into corresponding Qi sources to maintain the operation of the treasure land. After completing the basic preparations, Jiang Mo released the blazing silver true Qi in his body to transform the walls of the Bagua furnace cave. Without any obstruction, the fragile rock structure would not be able to withstand the Qi thunder he would store next. With the true Qi turning into a barrier, you can sleep soundly for at least several decades, let alone a hundred years. The process of melting and carving the wall of the Bagua furnace cave was relatively long. As the saying goes, slow work makes fine work, and no pain no gain. Jiang Mo tried his best to make the cave wall stronger, and it took him six hours to complete the forging. The crystal white Bagua furnace is embedded in the ground. It is ten feet high, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, and can easily accommodate one person. "call" Jiang Mo exhaled a breath of clear Qi. Six hours of concentrating on smelting and engraving made him feel a little tired, but the most difficult part of casting the treasure land had been successfully solved, so the rest would be easy. “Zizzizi!!!” Staring at the bottom of the furnace cave, Jiang Moxin moved his mind, and a majestic lightning rose in his right hand in an instant, like dense silver dragons dancing wildly, emitting terrifying power. "enter." As soon as the word was uttered, lightning leaped up and down, like a hundred dragons returning to their nests, falling into the Bagua furnace cave one after another, roaring incessantly inside. "." Jiang Mo, standing on the edge of the rock above the cave, frowned slightly. It was almost as he expected. The treasure was refined successfully, but it seemed that the power was somewhat out of control. In order to avoid accidents and harm the lives of the disciples who came here to train, he decided to try it first. "call out--!" Jiang Mo gathered his Qi into armor, jumped into the furnace, and controlled the thunder to attack himself.
"Boom!!!" More than a hundred silver dragons rushed forward, the lightning Qi was raging, and in an instant, even the constructed Qi armor showed hideous cracks. So far, Jiang Mo has gone through many bloody battles, and the only means that can directly destroy his barrier and Qi armor is his own killer move. This Bagua furnace cave contains Qi Lei, which may be suitable for him to temper his body, but for other people, it is no different from a coffin, and they will be blasted through if they come in. With this in mind, Jiang Mo made another modification. He raised his hand as a pen and used Qi as ink to carve new runes around the furnace wall, continuously sealing the thunder in the furnace and keeping them active. In the end, only a few faint flashes of lightning remained. In the future, if any disciples come here to train, they will start from the weakest Qi Lei. As long as they can withstand it, the Qi Lei sealed in the furnace cave will continue to revive and its power will increase dramatically, until hundreds of silver dragons wreak havoc, to help the disciples advance to the third level of rebirth when their bodies are in a dire situation. Unconsciously, sweat slid down his face. Jiang Mo looked around the furnace cave, looking at this exquisitely crafted Cang Lei treasure land, and was extremely satisfied. "Brother, Chengzhen, Jin'er, Shuiyun, Changqing, Shengsheng, these six are all in the second level and can enter here for cultivation. Brother's second level is still a short distance away. If he can reach the end, he will have a good chance of being promoted to the third level. Next is Chengzhen. With the blessing of the treasure land, perhaps his cultivation speed will be greatly increased." Jiang Mo was talking to himself while flying in the air. At the third level, his body was as light as air and he walked in the air at will. After returning to the furnace cave, he demonstrated the spirit of a model worker to the extreme. Without stopping, he went to the adjacent cave, intending to create a second treasure land. Among the countless natural Qi, Jiang Mo is most proficient in five types, namely the Yin and Yang Qi, the wind and thunder Qi, and the fire Qi among the five elements. He has some knowledge of the others, to varying degrees. The Yang Qi in it is too strong and fierce, and is not suitable for developing precious land. The three Qi of Yin, wind and fire each have their own characteristics. Yin Qi is pervasive and extremely corrupting, causing collapse upon contact; Wind Qi is endless and violent, like a tornado, like a thousand blades piercing your body; Fire Qi is blazing and hot, melting bones and flesh with ease; All three can gradually destroy the reverse state. In addition, the golden Qi with sharp characteristics is also within Jiang Mo's conception. This is the current head of the sect—Jiang Mo! An absolute model worker! If you don’t have the intention to do something, don’t do it. If you have the intention to do it, try to do your best. With the experience of casting the Cang Lei treasure land, Jiang Mo followed the same method and dug holes, shaped, carved symbols, and made walls in the second cave, releasing the killing moves corresponding to the Qi species. Soon, everything was ready except for the east wind. Jiang Mo stood on the outer edge of the furnace with his right hand suspended above, and a dark Qi flow began to fall like a waterfall. "Whoosh whoosh!!!" A large amount of the killing move 'Wanshi Shuize' composed of Yin Qi filled the entire Bagua furnace cave, like a swaying black sea. Runes on the furnace wall gradually lit up, engulfing and shrinking the area of Wanshi Shuize, reducing its power by 99% before returning to calm. Jiang Mo added another masterpiece. He was unaware that his clothes were already wet with sweat. Instead, he was full of energy and rushed to the third cave. Jiang Mo lived deep in the back mountain, turning over day and night, creating a treasure land for his disciples in order to gain good fortune. The treasure land derived from wind, gold and fire Qi was more complicated. Even with two successful experiences, it still took Jiang Mo nearly two days. "call" The sound of tired breathing slowly sounded in the fire-filled cave. After three days, five treasured places were born. Jiang Mo looked down at the raging flames of the last furnace below his feet and couldn't help but smile with relief: “The five palaces of Cang Lei, Wan Shi, Long Hurricane, Que Feng, and Zhen Yan are all completed. Everyone of our generation is like a dragon. It will be a natural thing for us to rebuild the glory of Xuanmen.” (End of this chapter)