Chapter 239: Transformation of Aura

“Master, Master, how are you?”

“Master, if you die, what shall we do?”

As the voice appeared, Mo Anyi finally understood why the old man used his body to block the hole in the formation. Hundreds of young disciples in the Qi training stage were crowded together in a hall, relying entirely on a small protective formation for support, with no space to even put their feet or stretch.

There were also a large number of seriously injured foundation-building and golden elixir-stage cultivators lying in the circle they protected. This old man should be the only high-level cultivator close to the Nascent Soul stage, but he was already old, his spiritual energy was exhausted, and he had no fighting power. He was able to survive until now only because he supported this formation and protected the people inside.

If they hadn’t happened to pass by, once the old man fell down, these evil spirits would have rushed into the sect, causing many casualties.

Seeing these pairs of horrified and curious eyes staring at them, they felt extremely sad. These young disciples were more or less injured, with large patches of traces of erosion by the black fog on their skin. But they were still very kind and fought to the death to protect the brothers who had once shielded them from the wind and rain.

They were all relatively young, and they were huddled together in fear. Just looking at them was heartbreaking. This was only one side of the story. There were still many places that were invisible and unprotected. Thinking of this, I couldn’t help but feel nervous, and I wanted to find the whereabouts of those old men as soon as possible.

Mo An was stared at by the watery eyes of these young disciples, and she felt somewhat guilty. If she could be stronger, perhaps she could save more lives.

“Your sect protection formation is a little too crude, so I have reinforced it for you so that you will not be disturbed by the black fog. My brothers and sisters and I will also help you remove the evil spirits in your bodies, don’t worry.”

As Mo Anyi spoke, he had already pasted the talisman on the old man’s back. The charred wound gradually returned to blood red as the black gas was pulled out. The remaining superficial injuries were all healed after taking some elixirs. Except for being a little weak, his body was already much better.

“Master, that’s great, Master, you’ve recovered. Thank you, thank you, Sister Fairy.”

A slightly older disciple dragged his severely injured arm and, with a group of fellow disciples behind him, was about to kneel down to Mo Anyi and the others. Mo Anyi paused, and was so frightened that he quickly supported them all.
“Sister Fairy, can the brothers still be saved?”

The young disciples choked with sobs and made way. In the hall, there were still a large number of their family members who they had protected desperately. Some of them were so weak that they could not even see a trace of life. Mo Anyi’s eyes were instantly moist, and he buried his head and treated the wounded without saying a word.

“Junior sister, we are human beings. There are always times when we are powerless. Just do your best.”

Cong Xingzhi placed his warm palm on Mo Anyi’s head. Everything has its cause and effect. Thinking too much will only affect your mind. He didn’t want his junior sister to be unable to get out of her own heart because of these things.

“Yes, little Taoist friend, I am very grateful that you can come to rescue me. Now that they have the protection of the formation, these children are temporarily safe, which is already very good. Don’t think too much.”

The old man was supported by the young disciple and thanked him repeatedly.

Mo Anyi was instantly enlightened. Time is the most important thing in the face of disaster. He shook off these negative emotions and immediately followed other brothers to treat the wounded. There is strength in numbers. After the formation was completed, it was much smoother to clear the black fog inside. Among the hundreds of wounded, only one was seriously injured and died, and the rest were rescued.

Although I have regrets, I can only do my best and have a clear conscience.

“Master, this is the communication array for other sects. If you have any problems, you can directly ask for help in the jade slip. People from other sects will come to support us. I have already reinforced the array. You can make the rest yourself.”

Mo An also expanded the formation to cover most of the sect, so the disciples no longer needed to be crowded together, and the spiritual stones needed for the formation were also fully replenished, enough for them to survive for a long time.

“Thank you, fellow Taoists.”

The old sect leader led a group of young disciples, and they were so excited that they almost knelt down before her again. She was so scared that she jumped onto the little black sword and flew away.

With this experience, they dared not speed up their pace, fearing to miss the chance to rescue. They stopped and walked along the way and indeed saved a lot of small sects and families, as well as some independent cultivators. They gathered these people together.

Mo Anyi thought she was not a sentimental person, but this rescue operation had some impact on her. She couldn’t help but sigh when she thought that the source of these evils had not been found.

When they rescued all the way and flew back to Kunwu Sect again, the master and other peak masters and elders had already returned to the sect. The second senior brother broke through to the late stage of the spirit transformation in seclusion. Because of his bloodline, his cultivation increased the fastest. The state of mind accumulated in the battle of Tianqiong Mountain was enough for him to break through smoothly.

Fourth Senior Brother has already reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. With more effort and more time, it will be no problem for him to break through to the late stage.

The senior brothers and sisters are all working very hard. Mo Anyi is not worried at all that they are not self-conscious enough. What she is worried about now is that the sect alliance will suddenly expose the matter. They must have some winning trump card and are preparing to make a big splash.

She had been unable to figure out one thing. The origin of everything revolved around the Soul Devouring Formation and the Nine Nether Qi. There must be an inevitable connection between them. She had studied the techniques she had obtained from the ancient great powers. There were techniques for fusion, Mahayana, and even for overcoming tribulations. However, they were only more sophisticated and not completely necessary for the techniques to ascend.

Mo An was puzzled, so he took out a piece of talisman paper from his storage bag and released the black mist inside. He kneaded it repeatedly through his spiritual sense, trying to figure out what secrets this Nine Netherworld Qi contained. The white spiritual energy and the black evil spirit were naturally opposites, and they would dissolve each other once they collided.

The spiritual energy converter can absorb some of the black mist and convert it into spiritual energy, but this conversion is limited and the energy is equal. To convert such a large amount of Nine Nether Qi, the premise is that there must be an equal amount of spiritual energy, but now the spiritual veins are destroyed and most of them are polluted. In addition, the raw materials and refining time are required. It may be possible for a small range of uses, but it is difficult to convert the spiritual energy of the entire cultivation world.

Mo Anyi was frustrated and crumpled a few pieces of talisman paper into a ball. Suddenly, a strange gray gas ball formed, a power gas ball without any attributes. It contained more powerful than any energy.

What did she just do? Looking at the air mass around her fingertips, she seemed to have thought of something in a flash.