Chapter 517: Drunken Swordsman, Bu Xianzi

Yu Xian frowned, and his magic power surged out of his body. The spirit sword that was running smoothly hummed a few times and rose rapidly, but it lacked a bit of sharpness. The spiritual energy that should have been driven by the magic power fell into inertia, and once the magic power in the body flowed out, it began to slowly dissipate.

The cultivators control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and borrow the power of heaven and earth. Mana power is just a trigger. The so-called magical powers are actually a secondary combination and arrangement of spiritual energy manipulated by mana power, thus exerting great power.

But when the red giant appeared, everything became different. The magic power began to overflow from the body, and the difficulty of manipulating spiritual energy increased sharply. Yu Xian saw that the methods of several people flying in the wind and riding on clouds were dissipating. They could only rely on the remaining magic power in their bodies to support themselves, and their bodies were shaky.

"My fellow Taoists, be careful. I don't know what magic that demon has used to disperse the spiritual energy. I'm afraid that the magic power in our bodies alone is not enough to sustain the battle."

He spoke, and his natal magic sword escaped. Yu Xian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the magic sword could still be used. The magic sword contained many restrictions, and it was also forged from various spiritual golds, forming a self-contained entity. Now that the interaction with the external spiritual power was cut off, its power was not greatly reduced.

"Pay attention to the red giant. It is this giant shadow that is at work. Find an opportunity and work together to destroy it. Otherwise, we will be restrained by that devil!"

Yu Xian could see clearly that when the spiritual energy supply to the Taoist practitioners was cut off, the Ming soldiers, the law-breaking guards, and the culprit Zhang Wuji seemed to be unaffected at all. As one side gained strength while the other lost, it was hard to predict who would win or lose, and whether they would live or die.

After taking another look, he discovered that there were traces of strange magical powers in those soldiers' bodies. It was this magical power that allowed them to thrive in an environment where spiritual power was collapsing.

"Is it the so-called law of the solar terms of heaven and earth?"

Yuxian was naturally clear about the 24 Solar Terms Order, and he even studied it for a while. He came to the conclusion that it was just a side method. It could borrow the power of the four seasons of heaven and earth and display magical powers through the 24 solar terms. It was far inferior to the orthodox method that could make one become an immortal and live forever. The only thing that was worthy of praise was that the method of the Solar Terms Order did not require much qualification, and was not even affected by spiritual roots and Taoist foundation. Everyone could participate and practice it.

But after practicing for a few months or half a year, he could only accumulate a trace of magic power and could not even release the true fire and cold water. At most, it had some effect of prolonging life and could make him live a few more years. How could it compare with the immortal method of longevity?

But things are different now. Here, on the battlefield, the Xuanmen magic powers are used up little by little. When the magic powers are exhausted and the bodies are empty, the immortal bodies forged only by magic power are nothing more than a hard tortoise shell.

Just as he was getting a little anxious, he suddenly looked up and stared at the red giant standing tall in the void. After seeing this, Yu Xian felt a little dazed.

A war cry resounded through the sky. The cry that seemed to come from the ancient wilderness was very contagious, and pictures immediately emerged in Yuxian's mind.

There was a thunderbolt that struck the sky and the dead branches started a fire. A man approached with fear and carefully lifted up the branch. Looking at the slowly burning flame, he could not help but fall into deep thought. Around him, a circle of savages in animal skin skirts gathered, looking at the man and the fire, shouting and dancing.

Yuxian also saw ten suns in the sky, scorching the earth. There were people holding bows and drawing arrows, and the strings were like full moons. Then nine suns disappeared, leaving only one golden sun that illuminated the world and gave birth to all things.

Some of them even ran madly, just to chase the sun, measuring the heaven and earth with their footsteps, moving forward fearlessly and not stopping until they died.

The floods were surging, the rivers were overflowing, someone opened waterways, dredged the rivers, and cleared the ditches, using the rare treasure of divine iron to suppress the rivers and seas, and since then the seas and rivers have been peaceful. Scenes after scenes flowed through Yuxian's mind, shocking his soul. Countless magnificent men strode in, and left with a big laugh, without leaving any trace. He searched all the books he had seen in his life, but he didn't know who they were or where they were. It was as if these ancient sages were not in the long river of time, and a wave of the long river of time hit them, burying them without leaving any trace.

But the people and things before his eyes were so real that Yuxian couldn't help but believe it. He just felt that he wished he was in the ancient wilderness and experienced the catastrophe with these heroes. As he thought about it, Yuxian suddenly woke up and gathered his captured mind. Those secrets slowly settled in his heart. He had no other feelings, only four big words in his mind - Self-improvement!
"Be careful, there is something strange about that red giant. I was not careful and half of my mind was captured. If you are not yet at the right stage of cultivation, don't be too direct."

Yu Xian let out a long breath, flicked his sword with his finger, and the sword rang out across the wilderness, waking up all the cultivators.

"Amitabha."

Luo Kong, who had lost all his cultivation, chanted a Buddhist chant. Although he didn't have much cultivation left, his eyesight was still there. "If ordinary people saw this giant shadow, they would be affected by its will and restrained by the spiritual charm contained in it. Fortunately, this method is not an evil method that leads people to fall into the devil. You only need to resist it with your thoughts, and you will be able to break free in a moment. If you can trigger resonance, and your body and mind will be integrated, it will be beneficial and not harmful, and it will improve your state of mind."

Yu Xian sighed: "My fellow Taoists, please adjust your minds for now. Don't forget that we are still on the battlefield!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Xuanmen cultivators gathered all their thoughts and looked at the Ming soldiers who were eyeing them covetously. In a blink of an eye, the two sides collided and the fight continued.

But as soon as they started fighting, Da Jingfang was defeated. The cultivators who could adjust their status instantly were all the best in the righteous way, while most of them found it difficult to adapt to this magic-free vacuum. Back then, when they had a wave of magic power, spiritual energy would swarm in, causing thunder and fire from heaven and earth, and they had countless magical powers. Now, they still need to calculate their magic power carefully. When have they ever fought with such a limited staff?

However, after just a few dozen rounds, some immortals were caught in a vulnerable position by the Ming warriors and were injured. Although the injuries were not serious due to their timely defense with their internal magic power, it was normal for them to be defeated in the long run.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Wang Yansheng came out. Because of the existence of the system, Han Xin and Xiang Yu, as people recruited by the system, were not so dependent on spiritual energy. Even the soldiers created by the method of turning beans into soldiers did not lose much combat power. The ones whose combat power was greatly damaged were those of the righteous and mysterious sects. The sword lights that used to travel thousands of miles now began to slowly dissipate after escaping a hundred miles, and their killing power was greatly reduced.

He looked up at Zhang Wuji, who was standing in the air, and in the void behind him was a majestic red giant. The giant did not move, sitting in control of one side, and his face could not be seen clearly. One could only see a big sun on his left and right shoulders, and a bright moon on both sides. One could not help but exclaim, what a sight it is to be a god who shoulders the sun and the moon and rules the world.

The opponent has already revealed a trump card, and Wang Yansheng naturally does not want to fall behind. He waved behind him, and two figures appeared from the void.

A man and a woman. The man has a simple face and a stiff expression. There is a weapon wrapped in cloth around his waist. Judging from its shape, it should be a sword. There is a gourd hanging on one side of his body.

Women are at the other extreme. They are beautiful and gorgeous, with a pair of expressive eyes and two curved eyebrows that seem to be talking. They are unique, like the Guanghan Fairy from the sky who has come to the earth, or like the most beautiful woman in the city, in short, not like a mortal.

"Master Dugu, Fairy Bu, the righteous cultivators are now trapped by spiritual energy, and we need you two to help us with your fundamental methods and peerless skills."

(End of this chapter)