Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 682: Relegated to ordinary people

Although Ji Yuan didn't say anything when he looked at Min Xian, it still made Min Xian feel guilty. The latter quickly asked with half guilt and half curiosity.

"Mr. Ji, what kind of monster is in this painting? I think I am well-informed, but I have never seen one."

The chewing sound of Haechi on the scroll kept going on. Ji Yuan thought that Haechi would be angry when he heard Min Xian's words, but the scroll showed no reaction and continued to eat his own.

Ji Yuan did not answer Min Xian for the time being, but looked at the scroll and said.

"How can such a small insect be eaten for so long?"

Sure enough, Haechi could not hear what was said outside. When Ji Yuan asked, Haechi in the painting turned his eyes slightly to look at Ji Yuan and said in a rhetorical tone.

"If it were you, you would have forgotten how many years it had been since you had eaten something serious. Suddenly you came across something that only lasted a bite, but it was still delicious in your memory. Did you take a full bite or chew it carefully and swallow it slowly? And? This golden-armored flying insect is very chewy.”

"It makes sense, but since you can hear it, someone next to you guessed what kind of monster you were, so why didn't you respond?"

Min Xian, who was beside him, suddenly felt nervous and opened his mouth, but did not dare to speak.

As he spoke, Haechi rolled his eyes, as if he glanced at Min Xian from the corner of his eye. Just this glance made Min Xian, who was unable to mobilize his magic power at the moment, feel like a normal person had fallen into an ice cave in winter. My body, which was already covered in goosebumps, was even more chilly.

"Ignorant people are fearless. They have neither the need nor the right to worry me."

Min Xian didn't know whether to be angry or relieved after hearing these words, but Ji Yuan could understand. With a shake of his hand, the Haechi scroll was put away, and as the scroll was put into Ji Yuan's sleeve, The chewing will naturally disappear.

After calming down, Ji Yuan, who was originally just Yu Feng, turned into a magic cloud and continued flying southwest with Min Xian and Jin Jia. Ji Yuan didn't say anything for a while, but in this quiet atmosphere Next, Min Xian was always uneasy, but he did not dare to initiate the topic.

"Min Xian, it seems that you are still a little careful about the previous insect technique solution?"

Min Xian's nervousness along the way was actually waiting for Ji Yuan to ask this question. Although Ji Yuan was not the kind of person who looked and smelled fierce, Min Xing also thought that he had already put life and death aside, but faced Ji Yuan The tension and anxiety are always there.

"I have already told you all the solutions I know. Please give me some advice, Mr. Ji!"

Ji Yuan nodded.

"Ji trusts you, but it seems that there may be something that even you don't know about the Insect King, and you deliberately avoided mentioning it?"

Min Xian paused for a moment and did not explain anything more. He accepted it as acquiescence. After a long time, he asked in a low voice.

"What do you want to do with my senior brother, sir?"

"Again, do you want to die directly, or do you want to spend the rest of your life as a mortal?"

Even in this situation, Min Xian didn't want to die, so he was not reserved when he spoke.

"It's better to be alive than to die quickly. After what happened before, sir, you won't just take away my cultivation, right?"

"Haha..."

Ji Yuan activated the escape light, making Cloud Stepping fly faster, and answered with a smile.

"You have been practicing for hundreds of years. Even though you have lost all your magic power, your physical body has long been reborn. I will take away your magic power and part of your vitality, just like your appearance. From now on, you will only be an eighty-year-old Old man, life and death are determined by fate and wealth."

After Ji Yuan said this for a moment, he continued.

"As for whether any of your classmates can find you, don't even think about it."

Min Xian sighed in his heart. After Ji Yuan said this, there would basically be no changes. Besides, it would be difficult for an eighty-year-old man to walk, and he would not have any family members to take care of him. If he were in Some places in Taiping are fine, but if it were anywhere in Zuyue, it would be hard to say how many days, let alone how many years, they would survive.

"Where will you put me, sir?"

Ji Yuan looked at the old-looking immortal cultivator in front of him. Although he was on the opposite side, compared with most of the immortal masters canonized by the Zuyue Song family, Min Xian was a serious immortal cultivator. , not even much anger.

"Don't worry, Ji will put you in Dazhen."

"Dazhen?"

Min Xian was a little dazed, not knowing what the unpredictable Mr. Ji in front of him was up to.

When chasing eastward, it was a fierce battle in the sky, but when returning westward, it did not affect many changes. Ji Yuan just rode the clouds and patrolled all over the border of Zunnan, which has been confirmed. The facts calculated on the previous return trip.

Many soldiers in the Zuyue Army were infected with insect diseases, and civilians who had been infected with insect diseases due to various reasons, accidents, or intentional actions, all the insects on their bodies had died or started to die, even if they had not yet The dead have no vitality. It will only be a matter of time before they lose their vitality, let alone running around in the body.

Of course, not everyone can be spared. For more serious insect diseases, even if the insects in the body die, the body is still weak. The body may fall into a coma directly after all the insects in the body die. If there is no doctor in time, There is still a lot of danger in rescuing people, and some cases that are particularly serious like Xu Niu's before are more likely to cause immediate sudden death, and they are not considered a minority.

It has to be said that this is a blow to the Zuyue Army, but it is not necessarily how big the blow is. After all, the several armies that were cruelly used to cultivate insect soldiers are not the real main force. The total number is It seems that many people are indeed affected, but their combat effectiveness is not much worse, but they can't use it as a bluff.

……

To break the power of a demon cultivator, Ji Yuan may lack some theoretical basis and practical foundation, and it will be difficult to start. However, to break the cultivation of a person who can be regarded as an orthodox immortal cultivator, Ji Yuan still has his own A set of tricks.

One day later, in a deserted mountain forest in Tongzhou, Dazhen, Ji Yuan took Jin Jia and Min Xian and landed on a hilltop. Ji Yuan waved his sleeves and removed some of the stones on the hilltop. Wipe away the dust, and then move your hand closer to the stone.

"Sit down."

"Yes."

Min Xian sat on the stone and watched Ji Yuan sit down next to him. It was a foregone conclusion. Now, he was more curious about how Ji Yuan would take away his cultivation or destroy all his acupoints. Acupuncture points, or to bring his soul back to the state of living soul after being seriously injured, or something else?

Ji Yuan has naturally thought about the same problem. Originally, his methods were relatively crude, but after seeing the Xiezhi scroll, he had other ideas in his mind. Ji Yuan firmly believed that there is no magic method in the world, and there are people with superb cultivation. All kinds of wonderful ideas can lead to all kinds of mysterious methods.

The moment Haechi begged for the Insect King and ate it, Ji Yuan had an idea in his mind, an idea that made his heart beat wildly.

The result was that after Min Xian saw Ji Yuan sitting down, a piece of white paper and a wolf-hair pen flew out of his sleeve. The latter grabbed the wolf hair and asked Min Xian.

"Whatever scene is in your mind, mountains, green forests, flowing water, deep lakes, just think about it and enter the path of tranquility."

"My artistic conception?"

"Not bad, your artistic conception."

Min Xian frowned and said nothing more. Although his magic power was blocked, he could still concentrate on meditation and even fall into silence. When it comes to his Taoist practice, practicing meditation is instinctive, and the next moment he was already in a state of tranquility. , and at the same time, he murmured his thoughts.

In a trance, Min Xian seemed to feel that he was no longer looking at the artistic conception in his body from the outside as he had done in the past, but as if his eyes were observing everything inside the artistic conception. Gradually, this feeling became more and more intense. powerful.

"Gaoshan Tuodanlu is indeed an orthodox immortal cultivator, and it is not even considered an evil path."

Ji Yuan's voice suddenly came from the side, which surprised Min Xian, who was in a calm state of Vipassana, because the voice came from inside the artistic conception.

"Haha, since it is in my heart, I need to be happy."

When these words came, Min Xian opened his eyes subconsciously, and suddenly found that he and Ji Yuan were really sitting on the top of the mountain, but it was not a barren mountain in Dazhen Tongzhou in the outside world, but a mountain in his own artistic conception.

Although this area of ​​​​the mountain is tall and vast, it is foggy and foggy in the distance, which is obviously the boundary of his artistic conception.

Wisps of firelight reflected on his face. Min Xian stood up, turned around and looked back. He saw an alchemy furnace standing on the top of the mountain, with blazing fire burning in it. There was a golden wheel of light above the alchemy furnace, extending far into the horizon.

‘Alchemy furnace, golden bridge! ’

"It's your alchemy furnace and golden bridge."

Ji Yuan said this casually as if he knew what Min Xian was thinking, but he did not raise his head, nor did he stop the movement of his hand. A piece of paper was spread out in the air, and the pen in his hand was constantly writing There were traces of waves on the paper.

"Mr. Ji, you..."

Ji Yuan ignored Min Xian, raised his head, glanced around, and started writing again.

Min Xian did not dare to disturb him. He looked at the surrounding mountains and rivers with great novelty. Occasionally, he cautiously approached his artistic conception alchemy furnace. He stretched out his hand to touch it gently. A warm feeling came from his hand. Everything was so real. It seemed as if he was visiting an unknown mountain, but the Taoism and kindness around him truly told Min Xian that this was his own artistic conception.

"Mr. Ji, how did you do it? Why can I enter the artistic conception with my body, and why can you come in too?"

"There's nothing to talk about. Come over here and see what Ji's painting looks like."

Ji Yuan didn't even raise his head and waved to Min Xian. The latter was in high spirits at the moment. Hearing Ji Yuan's words, he quickly came over to check and found that the white paper in front of Ji Yuan had mountains and water in the artistic conception. It is exactly his artistic conception of Min Xian.

"Mr.'s painting is so miraculous, it's like rubbing the younger generation's artistic conception onto the paper."

"Like?"

"It's like a real scene!"

Ji Yuan nodded, stood up with a smile.

"That's good!"

After saying this, Ji Yuan glanced at Min Xian. In the latter's inexplicable panic, he looked at the alchemy furnace not far away. The wolf hair on his hand was dripping with ink. As Ji Yuan waved, a A text glowing with ink and with strands of gold thread appeared, surrounding the alchemy furnace.

"Come~~~"

Rumble, rumble, rumble...

Ji Yuan's voice was calm, but it was as loud as rolling thunder, making the entire artistic conception tremble, and the alchemy furnace in front was also slowly rising.

"No, no..."

Min Xian subconsciously wanted to reach out to block it, but it was of no avail. After a few breaths, the alchemy furnace flew directly into Ji Yuan's painting.

The moment the alchemy furnace entered the painting, a strong sense of emptiness and decay arose from Min Xian. Find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com

"Hoo...uh ho..."

On the top of the mountain in the outside world, Min Xian, who was covered in sweat, suddenly woke up from his tranquility. He felt himself carefully and could no longer feel the existence of the alchemy furnace, or even the artistic conception and the golden bridge. He turned around stiffly and looked towards On one side, Ji Yuan was holding a painting of a vivid landscape. There was an alchemy furnace standing on the top of the mountain. From the painting, the fire in the alchemy furnace was dim and the smoke was lonely.

"Oh, I almost forgot, you also have to lose your physical strength. It will be much more convenient with this painting."

Ji Yuan displayed the scroll in his hand, tapped the pen towards Min Xian, and then pointed it in the direction of the scroll. Then, wisps of green smoke emerged from Min Xian's seven orifices and various places in his body, and merged in one after another. It went to the scroll in Ji Yuan's hand and merged into the alchemy furnace on the painting.

"Uh-huh...ah uh..."

This feeling of powerlessness is so terrifying, even more terrifying than Min Xian imagined before. With every wisp of smoke taken away, Min Xian's feeling of weakness deepens. When there is no smoke coming out of his body, he He felt that the cold wind on the top of the mountain was making him shiver, and his body was somewhat unable to maintain balance.

"Take your lifelong cultivation and learn to be a mortal again from today on."

Compared with Min Xian's throat trembling and unable to speak, Ji Yuan's voice remained calm, as unchanging as the mountain wind, the sky and the Tao.

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