The quality of the water mirror is rough and the condensation is incomplete. Unlike the orthodox water mirror, the appearance is deep sea blue or clear sky blue. Instead, the overall appearance is milky white, and the milky whiteness is uneven and a little yellowish.
If you put it in the ring, you can't stop your opponent.
It's just spiritual power, and pure spiritual power is not offensive.
The water mirror is spread out along the "square", or to be precise, the edge of the flat land on the mountain. It is about half a person's height and covers about a quarter of the circumference of the flat ground.
Outside the spiritual mirror, densely packed soul bodies of various colors were blocked under the top of the mountain. Each soul beast jumped up enthusiastically, but the height could never exceed the spiritual mirror.
Jiang Nian, An Jingbai, and An Jiayi gathered together to discuss the current situation.
Apart from them, other disciples did not have the ability to create such a large crystal block on their own.
Some of the monks turned to the traditional shield technique and wrapped a layer of spiritual power around the earth shield.
Some simply defended their own territory and continuously used magic to shoot down the soul bodies and soul beasts that came up to them.
Ji Xuan continued: "It is written in the letter that no matter what form of ghost it is, pure spiritual power is the best way to resist erosion. With the momentum of the river below, I don't know the spirit of the pill formation stage, it is definitely not the spirit of our Qi refining stage. I can withstand it.”
She asked the system in her mind: "If my identity dies, can I control the time to switch to another identity? If I die and resurrect immediately, it is equivalent to dying in vain."
The system hesitated: "There is no clear maximum time limit for identity switching after death. Theoretically, we can get one card. But this 'storage' will definitely consume experience points, and I may update myself if I save it. There will be relevant rules, and you can’t be sure whether they are good or bad.”
Ji Xuan couldn't help but ask: "Are you still updating? Are you okay? Why can't you figure out your own situation?"
The system was very calm: "This is called growth. Relax, I will do my best to help you."
Who can rest assured?
Ji Xuan was helpless.
Under such circumstances, An Jingbai did not hide his secrets and told him bluntly: "I have a small spirit boat. If the top of the mountain really floods, we can take the spirit boat on the Soul River——"
She paused and changed her words: "Wandering on the sea of souls, waiting for the sect's rescue. The material of the spirit boat is definitely not enough to support direct contact with the soul liquid. We still need to use spiritual power to isolate it, but it is definitely better than directly Falling into the sea of souls, with swords and weapons floating around, or even sinking directly to the bottom, it would be better to be forced to cover the whole body with spiritual power."
Ji Xuan glanced around and saw that many of the monks responsible for defending near them were milling around. They wanted to come up and ask, but they didn't dare.
"I'm afraid there are still people who don't know how to hold their breath," she said. "We can change the shape of the spiritual beast, but we can't change our own. If a person really falls in, the spiritual power reserve may not be able to sustain it for long."
An Jingbai: "Even if we have a small spiritual boat, it won't last long. It's just a step too late to die."
Ji Xuan asked: "How big is your spirit boat? Can the size be freely controlled?"
An Jingbai: "No, you can imagine the many functions of a spirit boat that can be controlled during the Qi refining period. To be honest, it was originally prepared to prevent Jinglan and I from using it. The boat can only accommodate three people. , four people can squeeze in, but if there are more, it won’t be possible.”
Ji Xuan: "..."
That's really a good thing An Jinglan isn't here. Although An Jingbai said this, it was hard to say whether her boat could really accommodate four people.
Ji Xuan looked at the other monks on the ground. At this moment, she suddenly realized that she was no longer herself in the modern world.
She could have found some way to demonstrate the labor-saving method of breath-holding and even distribution of spiritual energy. What's more, she could have taught and ensured that every one of the thirty or so monks on the plain could master it.
But now she is standing here, thinking about this proposition, she only feels troublesome but meaningless. Her mind is full of disadvantages, but she is not moved by the benefits of "what if it saves someone's life".
They might all die.
Ji Xuan asked herself, if they all died and she was lucky enough to survive, she would be a little sad, a little melancholy, but nothing more.
She might die, Ji Xuan thought coldly. She thought she had a golden finger, but The Path to Immortality is not a passionate novel.
Without her, the system can still bind the next person.
Without herself, she has nothing.
"What are you thinking about?" An Jingbai asked.
Ji Xuan answered truthfully: "I was thinking, I don't seem to want to teach them a few practical magic skills, regardless of whether all of them know it. I was originally a very soft-hearted person, and I had the biggest troubles with other people. My conflicts are verbal, I never fight with others, I don’t want to see death, and I’m afraid of pain. When I force myself the most, what I try to adapt to is anger, loneliness, and poverty.”
When people are about to die, they always feel a little emotional. An Jingbai can understand it very well:
"If you are always so kind, you won't survive. You may be able to enter the sect alive, but you will die easily sooner or later. Unless your family background is amazing, you won't be able to live to build the foundation."
"Of course." She smiled, "Maybe you can bet on your amazing luck, but in the thousand-year history of our Floating Cloud Realm, there has never been such a kind-hearted god-transforming power, which shows that luck has an end."
When An Jingbai puts her mind to it, she is a very talkative young master:
"Jiang Nian, if you really want to do it, then go ahead and try it. They are just qi training disciples. We just don't have the habit of doing things extravagantly. It's not that we can't bear the consequences."
Such behavior can indeed gain a lot of experience points, but Ji Xuan feels uninterested.
Who was she to assume that anyone would need her teaching? There are only about thirty people, maybe everyone can do it? It was impossible for her to bring anyone on board.
The kindness brought from the modern world is limited to the few words of "Run" I shouted on the road.
Next to them, the first female cultivator they encountered finally couldn't help it anymore and came over to talk:
"I would like to ask, if the situation in the river is like this, do the senior sisters have any way to save themselves? Can you tell me?"
Ji Xuan asked her: "Can you dive? The kind that wraps yourself with spiritual power."
Female nun: "?"
Before she could ask again, Ji Xuan had already turned away.
An Jingbai's heart trembled, and when he knew that an opportunity had come his way, the junior sister couldn't help but mention something.
She is different. When she is not interested, she can also be very cold:
"Fellow Taoist, that's all I have to say, please stay away from us."
There are more and more soul bodies and soul beasts outside the plains, and the attacks are becoming more and more intensive.
The disciples took two shifts, but still began to feel a little unbearable.
Ji Xuan's spiritual mirror is still maintained, and An Jingbai and An Jia also inject their own spiritual power into it from time to time.
