Be Passive In The High Martial World

Chapter 195: Sealing the soul into the shadow, returning to the city scroll

Ji Wangquan's expression suddenly changed before Chen Kuang cast his gaze over, and he took out two magical Spiritual Treasures.

One is an adamantine tiger talisman. Depending on the level of cultivation, it can summon up to five thousand divine soldiers. All of them are innate. Two divine generals are cultivated in the Ascending Tower Realm. One divine king is cultivated in the Sea Opening Realm.

The other piece is the "Japanese" level Linglong Baomu Mountain, which can be suppressed, defended, and integrated with offense and defense. It cannot be broken except by upper three grades.

These two magical Spiritual Treasures were the life-saving Spiritual Treasures given to her by Ji Chengtian.

Unless there is a life-threatening moment, it will not be used easily.

It’s not for any other reason, it’s just that the eldest princess Ji Wangquan has always boasted that she is no worse than the Qi King Ji Wenxuan and the second prince Ji Yanwei. She has led the Zhou army to many achievements, but she can only fight with the Monster Cultivator. As a frontier guard, his reputation has never been great.

On the other hand, King Qi was able to easily take charge of all affairs in various annexed countries and regions, and his reputation was well-known.

Originally, Ji Wangquan should have been asked to assist when going to the Beiyuan Defense Line.

However, Ji Wenxuan did not want to be deprived of credit by Ji Wangquan, and petitioned Ji Chengtian to go alone. However, there was a problem with the dispatch of the army, which caused the Beiyuan defense line to be torn apart for a section, and eventually he lost his life.

Ji Wangquan prides himself on his talent, but due to his status as a woman, he has never been reused. He naturally wants to be strong and is unwilling to show weakness.

This time, the reason why she decisively chose to threaten Chen Kuang directly was because she sensed her father's suspicion about Ji Yanwei... She wanted to give herself a chance.

She knew her father's desire and emphasis on the elixir of longevity. As long as this thing was done, maybe she would be able to get the treatment she deserved, instead of being a princess forever.

She is also gambling with her life.

And, it was already half successful.

But Ji Wangquan didn't expect that even the Master of Freedom Mountain would be involved and choose to help Chen Kuang.

Although Chen Kuang had previously entered the Pinggu battlefield as a disciple of Liberty Mountain, Ji Wangquan knew that he had socialized with Zhang Zhizhou, the senior brother of Liberty Mountain.

The two of them may have had some private deal to get this identity, which can be completely explained.

But why would a Saint who has no relationship with him come out for him?

In Ji Wangquan's view, this matter was ridiculous to the extreme.

After all...it hasn't even been half a month since the name Chen Kuang really came into everyone's sight.

He rose so quickly, but the time for practitioners is often measured in decades, so many people still can't react.

In Ji Wangquan's eyes, besides being the carrier of the elixir of longevity, Chen Kuang is still just a practitioner of the middle three grades. All his deeds can be attributed to the coincidence of someone helping him.

But he ignored the short time he practiced, which is incredible.

Being able to let Saint watch is natural.

However, even if Ji Wangquan couldn't understand it at the moment, she still knew that the situation had reversed, and she could only prioritize saving her life and escaping.

She didn't even think about begging for mercy. After all, she had already threatened Chen Kuang's parents and family.

Under such circumstances, if she can still hope to be forgiven by the other party, then she is really hopelessly stupid!

"The divine soldiers help me! The treasure mountain protects me!"

Ji Wangquan held half of the golden tiger talisman in his left hand, and in the palm of his right hand there was a concrete and subtle treasure mountain floating in the air. On the top of the mountain, a lush sacred tree grew, which was emitting five-color radiance and looked very extraordinary.

As she retreated, she recited the magic formula in her mouth. The golden light on the tiger talisman flashed, and it immediately transformed into five thousand brave and burly armored soldiers, each of them about ten feet tall.

As soon as the divine soldiers appeared, they immediately formed a formation under Ji Wangquan's will. The divine king was in front, and the divine generals were protecting him on the left and right.

"kill!"

In an instant, the momentum rose into the sky and turned into a huge long knife, slashing towards everyone.

Ji Wangquan's intention proves the way of "leadership".

Before entering the Pinggu battlefield, she had already built the Dao Foundation, and she had made great progress after going through the killings in the secret realm.

At this time, she decided to break the boat and directly start to attain enlightenment and advance to Grandmaster!

Ji Wangquan took a deep breath and used her mind to control the magic weapons connected to her consciousness.

The closer the connection became, the more solid the aura on her body became and began to gradually rise!

The exquisite Baomu Mountain flew to the top of Ji Wangquan's head. The sacred tree stretched its branches and leaves, scattered five-color light, and enveloped Ji Wangquan. It looked like smoke, but in fact it was unbreakable.

"Boom!"

The long sword fell as if it had a huge force. Even the faces of the Grandmasters changed slightly, and they hurriedly made seals and chanted incantations, not daring to overstate it.

Ji Wangquan's own cultivation level is not high, but his formation level is indeed top-notch.

In addition, at this moment, she had no reservations and was exerting all her strength, even more powerful.

Chen Kuang's attack was much faster than those Grandmasters. Before Ji Wangquan formed a formation, he was already approaching her quickly.

The three-foot sword in Chen Kuang's hand was unsheathed and he slashed a sword beam towards Ji Wangquan.

Ji Wangquan did not panic. The Baoshan Sacred Tree above his head swayed slightly, and its branches immediately grew wildly and headed towards Chen Kuang, blocking the sword light.

Chen Kuang's sword contained the power of "time", but when it touched the branch, it was like a stone sinking into the sea and had no effect.

Ji Wangquan's eyes flashed and he said coldly: "Don't waste your strength. This piece of treasure wood is a relic from ancient times. It can't be hurt by swords and can't be corroded by time!"

She looked at Chen Kuang's white hair: "You are seriously injured now. If you forcefully use this level of Law Treasure, you will probably kill a thousand enemies and injure yourself eight hundred!"

"You still have a bright future, so why destroy yourself?"

Ji Wangquan attributed Chen Kuang's "time" method to the three-foot sword in his hand.

But it's actually not bad. Chen Kuang's current soul is too completely damaged. If he activates the "time" method on his own, he will indeed hurt others and himself.

At this moment, he was indeed using the three-foot sword to take advantage.

Chen Kuang spoke calmly and looked at Ji Wangquan with a deep look: "Do you know? You are very similar to a person."

Ji Wangquan suddenly felt uneasy.

"who?"

Chen Kuang said: "Li Hongling."

He said eloquently: "Look, you all worked for Ji Chengtian, you all came for the longevity medicine, you all lost and died, and you all care about the future."

"However, she is concerned about her future."

"Disciple of Martial Saint, thirteenth in Canglang Ping. She said that if she is given ten years, she will inherit the name of Martial Saint and achieve unparalleled achievements."

"How amazing. She openly talks about herself, but she is actually reminding me how important she is to Martial Saint. Don't destroy your future."

Chen Kuang smiled: "But I still killed her."

"Don't I care about my future?"

Chen Kuang shook his head: "The future is indeed very important. A long time ago, someone advised me that as long as I am willing to give up, money, reputation, and status can be given to me. From now on, my life will be smooth sailing."

"Then, guess what I chose in the end?"

Ji Wangquan didn't want to guess because she already knew the answer.

The princess of Great Zhou opened her eyes wide and wanted to leave immediately, but she felt unable to move, as if she was being pressed into bed by a ghost.

What...what's going on? !

Ji Wangquan shouted in his heart, but even the precious wood didn't move at all.

She rolled her eyes in panic and tried her best to break away. The fear and doubt in her heart almost overflowed!

However, soon, she saw a strange sight——

She saw herself!

Right in front of her, when she raised her sight forcefully, she saw herself standing there looking up.

No! impossible!

Who is that? !

If it is her, then who is she? !

Ji Wangquan screamed crazily and silently, but she couldn't make any sound. At the same time, her vision began to be gradually shrouded in darkness.

Suddenly, another person appeared in the field of vision, it was a person looking up... Chen Kuang.

The young man lowered his head and lowered his eyes, his face just covered by the shadow, showing an expression that was both pity and ridicule.

Ji Wangquan was stunned for a moment, and finally understood what he was at this moment.

She...has become her own shadow!

Before being completely engulfed by the darkness, she saw in despair and horror that Chen Kuang was standing with his hands behind his hands. The shadow behind him suddenly appeared. It was completely different from him. He was actually an emperor wearing twelve crowns!

"Sealing the soul into shadow..."

Chen Kuang murmured to himself, looking at Ji Wangquan who was frozen in place like a statue in front of him, he felt a splitting headache and the world was spinning.

That... is not his ability!

Neither the Passivity he possesses nor the Divine Ability he learned.

"Donor Chen, are you okay?!"

Chen Kuang slowly turned around and saw the people rushing towards him. The one at the front was the young monk Xiuzhu from Jialan Temple.

But Shen Meinan stood at the very back, holding his sword with his eyes lowered and gently stroking the hilt.

It seems that you can vaguely hear the sound of grinding your teeth.

Chen Kuang was shocked, yes, the matter was settled for the time being, so how could he explain to Shen Meinan his relationship with her sister's master?

He immediately put away the things on Ji Wangquan's body, then grabbed the young monk in front of him and said, "Master Xiuzhu, I want to return to Jialan Temple. Do you have a scroll to return to the city?"

"Go back to the city for what?"

The little monk was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately understood the meaning.

"The donor is talking about the teleportation talisman? The young monk has some, but..."

Chen Kuang said in a deep voice: "It's urgent! Master Xiuzhu, help me first!"

The little monk scratched his head: "Okay."

He took out a Buddhist bead and recited: "Amitabha."

The world in front of Chen Kuang changed. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt that his soul had finally reached its limit and he lost consciousness.

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