After the Moon Clan, the Sword Saint Mountain also moved to the Book Mountain.
The Eastern Barren Territory was in an uproar. As the two top forces entered Book Mountain, a super force was born on Book Mountain. It was a terrifying existence formed by the College, the Cottage, the Sword Saint Mountain, and the Moon Clan.
Moreover, the Moon Clan was forced into Book Mountain by the Qin Dynasty.
Just like Book Mountain, the Fuyun Sword Clan and the Royal Xuan Temple had also officially moved to the Qin Dynasty. Clearly, these two forces knew that as long as the Cottage sent the Sword Saint to their sects, it would be a disaster. What Qin Yu did to the Liu Kingdom was a warning. How could they not be prepared?
At the same time, both outside of Book Mountain and in the Ancient Barren World were planted by the Qin Dynasty's spies to prevent the army of Book Mountain from attacking the Qin Dynasty or the Donghua Clan.
The Eastern Barren Territory seemed to have entered an era of confrontation between two super alliances. This would be a crucial stage for the Eastern Barren Territory. Once one side won, they would most likely become the king of the Eastern Barren Territory.
The remaining three top forces, the Qianqiu Temple, the Witch Sect, and the Ji Family, didn't dare to get involved.
After what had happened to the Moon Clan, the Qin Dynasty naturally wouldn't go after them. Otherwise, it would be the opposite of what they wanted. Back then, Qin Yu had attacked the Moon Clan because the four forces had formed an alliance. They all thought that the Moon Clan couldn't withstand a single blow. The second reason was because of Chu Yaoyao and Hua Jieyu. Qin Yu wanted to deal with them.
Therefore, Qin Yu decided to attack the Moon Clan. If they didn't listen to him, he would destroy them. However, he didn't expect to be ambushed by the Sword Saint.
In that battle, several peak lords of the Fuyun Sword Clan and a few lords of the Royal Xuan Temple died. It officially opened the curtains of the ultimate battle. Therefore, both sides chose to move their clans.
However, after the battle at the Moon Clan, both sides were quiet and didn't clash again.
It was said that the Qin Dynasty had allowed the top figures of the various forces to cultivate in their ancestral tombs in search of breakthroughs. They must have wanted to end an era with one battle.
Book Mountain was also very lively. With the three forces together, all kinds of things happened every day. Many young people in the College seemed to have a new lease of life and had a stronger motivation to cultivate. Many fairies of the Moon Clan were pursued, especially the extremely beautiful ones.
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At the end of the 10003 year of the Divine Prefecture Calendar, there was no storm. It arrived quietly.
Too many things had happened in the Eastern Barren Territory this year. The peace at the end of the year was like a full stop to everything. Of course, this did not mean the end.
In the Cottage, Ye Futian did not have a good time these days. He was tortured and immersed in sorcery cultivation every day. Fortunately, Jieyu was cultivating with him now. When he was tired, he would look at her. His depressed mood was somewhat alleviated. After all, Jieyu was so pretty.
"Master, it's the end of the year and I can't even rest for a day?" Ye Futian asked the old man who was sitting at the edge of the cliff drinking wine and admiring the sea of clouds.
"With such a weak cultivation base, you still want to rest every day." The old man did not even turn his head and said in disdain, "How's your learning of spells going?"
"Master, these spells are not challenging at all. Don't you believe in your disciple's talent?" Ye Futian asked, depressed.
"Talent? You still have talent?" Then, he slowly stood up and walked to Ye Futian's side. "Do you think you're very outstanding now? I wonder where his confidence comes from. "
"But the cultivation of these spells is indeed very simple." Ye Futian said, "You're not really planning to let me learn all the spells in the Book Cave, are you?"
The old man put his hand into his clothes and took out a thin book. Throwing it to Ye Futian, he said, "Since you think it's easy, try this spell."
"No problem." Ye Futian nodded. Then, he took the book and flipped it open, browsing through it.
Gradually, his gaze changed. The playful expression disappeared and he seemed to become more serious. Sometimes, he frowned.
Hua Jieyu, who was at the side, was curious. What did the master give him to cultivate?
After arriving at the Cottage, Hua Jieyu and Ye Futian followed Mr. Du to cultivate. Both of them were full elemental sorcerers and had the same level of cultivation. There was no difference between teaching one and two.
"Is this really a completed spell?" Ye Futian looked up at the old man who had returned to sit at the edge of the cliff.
"Don't doubt if you can't do it yourself. Don't you think highly of yourself? Is this all you've got?" the old man said in disdain.
Ye Futian stared at the old man. He was definitely doing it on purpose.
Ye Futian was very depressed. Ever since he started cultivating with this old man, he was humiliated every day … Was this really his master?
Although his father-in-law's mouth was a little harsh, there was a huge gap between him and this old fellow.
Thinking of this, Ye Futian lowered his head and continued reading. Then, he closed his eyes and tried to cast a spell. The wood-elemental vines curled into the air and made a rustling sound. There was a faint golden light on them and the power of wind followed.
"No …" Ye Futian shook his head and continued trying.
He failed again and again.
Beside him, Hua Jieyu took the book and glanced at it. Her beautiful eyes revealed a look of surprise. Although she had also heard of spells being released in combination, or the fusion of spells and martial arts powers, she had never seen such a spell.
Releasing the same spell with multiple elemental Spiritual Qi at the same time. Could it really be done?
Every elemental Spiritual Qi existed independently. During a battle, sorcerers often released two spells at the same time to increase their power. For example, when releasing an offensive spell, they could attach the wind spell to it to increase the speed and power of the offensive spell. Or they could attach the power of lightning to it. These could all be done easily.
However, the spell that Mr. Du gave Ye Futian was different. It was to combine three elemental Spiritual Qi into the same spell. Perhaps they could do it in the future when their plane was higher, but could they really do it now in the Arcana Plane?
Ye Futian became serious. It was as if he was competing with himself. Mr. Du drank his wine leisurely and laid there. Occasionally, he would glance at Ye Futian and give him a faint smile.
After a long time, Ye Futian stopped trying. Looking at the cliff, he asked suspiciously, "Are you going to give me a spell that only cultivators in the Arcana Plane and above can cultivate?"
"Just admit it. With your talent, I really don't know where you get your pride from. I also don't know how I have such a weak disciple." The old man sighed. Ye Futian gritted his teeth. This old bastard.
"Do you want to learn?" The old man squinted his eyes and smiled at Ye Futian.
"Yes." Ye Futian was secretly angry, but he still smiled.
"That's it?" the old man asked.
"I am not talented. Please teach me, Master."
He endured it.
"Since you know, you can still be saved." The old man stood up leisurely and walked towards Ye Futian. He said, "Although you are a sorcerer, you are only at the beginner level. You don't know what real sorcery is. Using your Spiritual Energy to communicate with Spiritual Qi and then simply combining them is the simplest sorcery and the most useless sorcerer."
"The Spiritual Qi in the world is like strokes. It needs to be combined into characters and then turned into language. There are countless ways to combine them. Different combinations give birth to different spells. An excellent sorcerer can control every character with great familiarity and can easily combine them into spells. Thus, they need to be proficient in thousands of spells. Only by being familiar enough can they be more creative and even create their own spells," the old man said slowly.
The old man spoke slowly. Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu listened attentively.
"Mind power is the bridge that mages use to communicate with the characters. Experts in the Arcana Plane, when their minds are in harmony with the sky, can better understand the world and resonate with the spirit energy in the world. You have to be able to reach the point where the moment you release your mind power, all the characters in the world will appear in your mind. They are extensions of your hands and feet. Your mind power seems to be everywhere. With a single thought, all the characters will move."
"Do you understand?" the old man asked.
Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu were both deep in thought. They needed time to digest and practice.
"Didn't you comprehend Noble Will? How can you not understand such a simple thing?" the old man asked in disdain.
Ye Futian was stunned. He thought of the power contained in Noble Will. The Noble Will of Fire could make people feel the invisible power of flames. This was probably the same principle as what the teacher had said.
He had felt an even more mysterious power on Turtle Mountain. It was like the power of the Great Path of Rules.
"What about the Sage?" Ye Futian suddenly asked curiously.
"The Sage?" The old man looked at Ye Futian in disdain. "A Sage can kill you with a thought."
Ye Futian's eyes flashed.
"You don't believe me? Your big brother is here. I'll let you feel the Broadsword Will of half a Sage. " The old man looked not far away. It was the Sword Saint walking over. Smiling, he said, "Master, it's the end of the year. Are you still teaching little brother cultivation?"
"This guy is not talented and doesn't know his place. In order to not let him embarrass me outside, I have to put in some effort." Mr. Du sighed. "You heard what I said just now. Let him feel it."
"Okay."
The Sword Saint nodded and looked at Ye Futian. "Little brother, be careful."
"Yes, big brother." Ye Futian nodded.
The Sword Saint's will moved. Ye Futian instantly felt a bone-chilling coldness. He froze there and didn't dare to move. Sweat seeped out of his forehead.
At the moment, he was in the Broadsword Will. He had a feeling that his body was going to break under the Broadsword Will. If the big brother wanted to kill him, he didn't even need to do anything.
This feeling only lasted for a moment. In this extremely short moment, Ye Futian's back was drenched in sweat. It was as if he had walked through hell.
"Cultivate well. Don't be lazy," the old man said after seeing Ye Futian's expression. Said the old man after seeing Ye Futian's expression. He then walked away with the Sword Saint. Ye Futian was still in a daze.
In the distance, the Sword Saint smiled and said, "Master, little brother is already very outstanding. Why do you have to hurt him like this?"
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