"You guys, Senior Brother Tang believes in you, how dare you seduce Senior Brother Tang with your sweet words?" At the ferry, several Changtian Sect disciples who came over were furious after hearing Taoist Tang He's plan. He fell out with Lin Jiu on the spot.
What's more, he even took out the magical weapons he carried with him.
Magical tools are unique to human practitioners.
After the practitioners obtain the spiritual materials, they refine them with unique techniques, arrange rituals, burn incense and pray sincerely, and then practice the exercises silently and sense the spirit... Then there will be a certain god or their ancestor in the heaven. Master sent down the spirit.
The spirit merged with it and turned into a magic weapon.
Although it is not as powerful as the magic weapon, it still has its own magic and can greatly enhance the strength of the practitioner.
This is also where the human race has the greatest advantage over the demon race.
The reason why this is something unique to the human race is because when sacrificing and refining magic weapons, you need to pray to heaven and open your heart. Of course, it doesn't matter if the human race does this, but the demon race, which has been suppressed by the heaven, does this. Isn't it tantamount to provoking heaven? In this way, not only will no corresponding spiritual energy descend, but a bolt of thunder will fall from the sky.
To put it bluntly, these magic weapons are all for 'subduing demons and demons', and are mostly used to deal with demons like Lin Jiu.
These soul masters had already held their breath because of the evil dragon. At this time, their hearts were filled with unknown fire, and they no longer had the intention to hold back.
I thought that even if I couldn't kill him, I still had to teach Lin Jiu, an outsider, a lesson.
Naturally, Lin Jiu would not get used to these Taoists and tie his own hands and feet.
When those magic weapons showed their charm, Lin Jiu shook his sleeves and unleashed sword energy.
"Junior brothers, please stop your hands quickly. This matter is for your own consideration." Seeing this tense situation, Taoist Tang He was also shocked, and without any hesitation, he took out his magic weapon.
But it's a wind-moon whisk that summons the sky.
Taoist Tanghe used his magical power to control the whisk, and on the whisk, silver threads rolled up, like countless spiritual snakes swimming, and like the mighty Milky Way pouring down, penetrating into every hole.
In just an instant, the magical weapons used by the other Yuanshen Daxiu cultivators of the Changtian Sect were suppressed by the Fengyue Summoning Sky Whisk. Even the sword energy that Lin Jiu unleashed was restrained by the whisk.
"Let's go..." Seeing the silver threads in the sky shrinking back, Lin Jiu also suppressed his thoughts that were about to move.
Magical weapons are different from magic weapons. Although magical weapons have mysterious power, they have fatal weaknesses.
Once the spirit is damaged by filthy things, the power of the magic weapon will be greatly damaged, and it may even directly decay.
Coincidentally, in the definition of "dirty", poison is exactly a type of "dirty", which can contaminate the spirituality of magical instruments.
Just now, those magical weapons were defenseless in front of Lin Jiu. If Lin Jiu was willing, a mouthful of venom would destroy the magical weapons that the soul cultivators had worked so hard to refine. , and even themselves may be subject to backlash.
However, attacking these people at this time was not a good choice, and it would not bring any benefits to Lin Jiu, so Lin Jiu finally suppressed the sudden idea.
Next to them, after some communication, the other Taoists of the Changtian Sect were finally persuaded by Taoist Tang He. After reluctantly apologizing to Lin Jiu, they all took a speedboat and headed towards Thorny Ridge.
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The Thorn Ridge stretches for more than a thousand miles, and it is not that easy to burn it cleanly.
If mortals were to practice slash-and-burn farming, it wouldn't take tens or hundreds of years or several generations of effort, and naturally it wouldn't even be a thing to think about.
Even those who are strong in overcoming tribulations will have to waste a lot of effort and lose their magic power.
Nowadays, Lin Jiu Tanghe and his party are just a group of Yuan Shen level practitioners. It is impossible for Lin Jiu to reveal his achievements in the fire element and Yuan Ling. So if they want to burn this thorn ridge to a white ground , the effort required is certainly not a small amount.
Everyone first separated and set up small three-foot-three-inch altars according to the sixty-four directions of the Bagua.
On the altar, red cloth and red flags are hung, embroidered with fire patterns.
On each fire flag, there are various divine forms of fire-attributed beasts.
In the middle of the altar, there is the divine name of Huode Xingjun and the incense table as the core of the altar to suppress the gathering vitality.
Just setting up these sixty-four small altars almost emptied Taoist Tang He's many years of savings.
After the altar was set up, Taoist Tanghe summoned nearby casual cultivators in the name of Changtian Sect and rewarded them with being allowed to watch others cast spells. He ordered the casual cultivators to stay at different altars and at different times, Standing in a specific position, reciting the sacrificial inscriptions and praying to heaven - the sacrificial inscriptions were specially written by Tanghe Taoist priests among mortals in a specific format.
The content is, for example, that a certain cultivator under the Taoist lineage of a certain immortal feels the path of such a certain predecessor and taught the human race, and intends to imitate it. Today, there is a land of barren mountains, harsh waters, thorns and ridges... and finally prays to God for help.
Lin Jiu saw clearly that as everyone prayed, the huge spiritual energy gathered towards those altars, as if they were trying to refine those altars into magical weapons.
When the spirits gathered together, it seemed as if there was a huge formation surrounding Thorny Ridge.
The mighty wind and fire energy gathered around the sixty-four altars, fluctuating with the changes in the weather.
It was as if a giant god born in flames was breathing inside.
"No wonder practitioners like to set up a Dharma altar or something like that when they fight." Lin Jiu couldn't help but clicked his tongue when he saw this movement.
In the Book of Heaven, we all remember the story of the three demons of Chechi Kingdom using the Dharma Altar to fight the Great Sage Qitian.
The sixty-four altars connect the heaven and the earth, transforming wind and fire. Fire borrows the power of wind, and wind supports the power of fire. In this way, if the practitioner activates the fire method in the direction of Xunfeng, Lihuo, etc., he will naturally be able to transform the fire method. The power is increased to the extreme - even if it is only a small technique, it can still show a power that is not inferior to that of a big technique.
If Lin Jiu could set up such an altar to gather the energy of wind and fire when he blocked the gate of Jinguang Temple, how could the flames he activated not only be able to 'resist' the Wuzhi Mountain?
Even before the Wuzhi Mountain fell, Lin Jiu had already controlled the flames and burned through the Wuzhi Mountain.
Unfortunately, just like the magic weapon, this magic altar is also something that belongs exclusively to the human race and is not a power that the demon race can covet.
In the Book of Heaven, although the three demons of the Chechi Kingdom also established the Dharma altar, what are the three demons of the Chechi Kingdom?
What they worshiped was Sanqing. When the altar was together and the talisman was burned, the God of Wind and Rain and the Lightning Mother Dragon King came together - it can be seen that they are not so much monsters as they are people who have entered the door wall. Taoist disciple.
It's just that they don't know whose door they entered and which god they worshiped, so that they can order Thunder God as the god of the demon clan without being chopped into ashes by a thunderbolt.
