The waste she became the first array mage

Chapter 282: Spiritual Control

Jing Fan came once in the space and quickly chose a ginkgo tree in the space to rest and recover.

But the spiritual vine and the phoenix tree were greatly shocked.

If I had known this, I would have asked her to take me there when we first met! They have taken many detours for so many years!

After Li Yirou used the Earth-Transforming Ruler twice, it needed a cool-down period. She used a talisman to leave the Fourth Peak, and her spiritual sense also detected that there were many people ahead.

She followed and took a look. It turned out that the monks from the Western Realm had gathered together, wanting to cross the Ten Thousand Mountains and seek a way to survive.

Let's pick a few people and see if we can control it. Li Yirou followed the team and walked at the end.

"My friend, you are young. If you have the energy to spare, just walk forward. It will be easy for the demon cultivators to catch up with you if you stay behind." A middle-aged female cultivator noticed a young man following behind and began to persuade him.

"Yes, we old men and women can't keep up, and we don't have much ability. It's safer to walk in the middle."

Li Yirou raised her eyes, and several people met her cold gaze. They shrank their necks and dared not speak again.

She was too lazy to respond. The danger behind was one thing, but they were probably more afraid of being targeted and robbed by her.

Not wanting to annoy her, he hinted that he was no good and advised her to move on.

She maintained a steady pace, neither hurried nor slow, and gradually walked to the middle of the team.

There were only about two to three thousand cultivators gathered together, and the rest were either killed by the demon cultivators or were unwilling to leave.

The foundation-building elders of Yijian Sect walked in the front, with some direct disciples and the demon hunting team from the Western Realm. In the middle were some outer sect and menial disciples, and at the end were the old, weak, and sick.

"Which town are you from, fellow Taoist? Why aren't you with your teammates?" As night fell, everyone didn't dare to move forward overnight and stopped to rest.

Seeing that Li Yirou was alone, someone who liked to chat and was close to her came over to talk to her.

Unexpectedly, it was an acquaintance, named Chang Shuqing, a disciple of the Deacon Hall of Yijian Sect. It was he who gave her those body-tempering medicines.

"Qianshan Town." Li Yirou replied briefly with a few words, her face cold and arrogant.

Chang Shuqing was just curious. It seemed that this male cultivator had a high level of cultivation. He had already reached the fourth level of Qi Refining, but he still couldn't see through him.

But why is he a casual cultivator and still moving forward alone?

Even though he was wearing the uniform of a Yijian Sect disciple, the young man didn't bother to pay attention to him. Probably because he didn't want to have anything to do with anyone, he tactfully prepared to leave.

"Are you a Dharma practitioner?" Unexpectedly, the young man suddenly opened his mouth and asked him.

He spoke rather bluntly and his tone was not very nice, but it somehow convinced him.

Now that the Yijian Sect is on the verge of falling apart, these outer disciples feel that their future is bleak. The other party's cultivation is higher than his, so Chang Shuqing sits next to him.

It would be nice to chat, he was really upset.

"Oh, yes. I neglected my training later." This was indeed his regret. First, he had to be on duty in the Deacon Hall every one or two days. Second, he encountered danger during an experience, and he became a little afraid afterwards, which made him think it would be better to live a stable life.

"I can tell."

...Is it so direct?

Chang Shuqing suddenly regretted sitting down. It turned out that he felt even more depressed.

"Are you a person with three spiritual roots?" the other party asked again. Chang Shuqing was a little surprised. How did he know? He didn't feel like he was being detected.

"Yeah, I don't know how you..."

"You have a third-grade spiritual root. If you practice well, at your age, you should be at the fifth or sixth level of Qi Refining at least." Li Yiru's spiritual consciousness swept around his spiritual platform, being careful not to let him feel it. He had not yet transformed.

"Your spiritual awareness isn't good either. You've never practiced it on a daily basis." Li Yiru said a few words, and Chang Shuqing became more and more frightened the more he listened.

"Um...um...I'll go first..." He was a little scared. Was this a monk or a monster? He was about to get up but someone grabbed his arm.

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't, and felt like he was being held in a rigid control.

"There is a demon cultivator. Walk 200 steps to the east and set up a protective formation." Li Yiru stood up and asked the red-lined python entangled by the spiritual vine to follow him, while he walked to the west.

Chang Shuqing was so frightened that his legs went limp, but he knew that the other party had no ill intentions, otherwise he would have been able to deal with him privately just now.

These are the Red-lined Python and the Earth-binding Vine, the most difficult demonic beasts and spiritual plants to deal with, and they both allow him to command them obediently!

There are not many demon cultivators in this team, probably less than a hundred people, but among them there is an earth-level demon cultivator whose cultivation is higher than hers.

But Li Yirou still wanted to give it a try. If she couldn't defeat him, she would just take Chang Shuqing away.

They still have about half a minute to get here. Her spiritual consciousness connected to the formation plate, and the formation took shape quietly.

The earth-level demon cultivator muttered a few words but did not make a move. He stood aside and watched the other demon cultivators attack.

"Oh no! There are demons!" When an elder of Yijian Sect detected something wrong with his spiritual sense, he had already been surrounded by the demons.

Looking at the hundreds of monsters, most of whom were ordinary monster cultivators, everyone decided to face them head-on.

All the demon cultivators attacked at the same time. Li Yiru's spiritual sense spread out, detecting strands of spiritual sense as thick as a hair, connecting the spiritual platforms of all the demon cultivators.

This reminded her of the situation when she encountered the demon clan in the Thousand Demon Valley. At that time, many ordinary demon cultivators were controlled and were willing to sacrifice their lives for the formation.

If it doesn't damage the spirit or harm life, control is a good method.

High-level cultivators have a much stronger understanding of spells than low-level cultivators. Slight control is equivalent to a general giving orders to soldiers, manipulating their every move and ensuring better coordination.

Her spiritual consciousness sneaked into the demon. Although the spiritual consciousness of that earth-level demon cultivator was in their spiritual center, it did not harm their spiritual center.

The key is that the demon tribe tacitly accepts this practice and cooperates with each other very well.

Li Yiru withdrew her spiritual consciousness and randomly picked a few cultivators who were almost frightened. The control threads generated by her spiritual consciousness became even finer and penetrated into their spiritual platforms.

The timid expressions of several people disappeared, they raised their weapons and joined the team.

More and more silk threads connected to the spiritual platform of the Qi Refining cultivators, and the team that was originally defeated by hundreds of demon cultivators gradually formed a formation.

However, it is not easy to control people. They still have the consciousness to resist, which makes Li Yirou feel tired.

Fortunately, all the mortal-level demon cultivators were killed, and some spiritual-level demon cultivators were also injured. She withdrew her spiritual control and stood at the end of the crowd.

This place happened to be on high ground, and she and the earth-level demon cultivator stared at each other in the dark.

Their eyes and spiritual consciousness met in mid-air, and the demon cultivator grew six furry ears.

The next moment, the two figures disappeared together, leaped into the air, and hovered steadily.

The cultivators and demons below stopped fighting and looked up at the man and the demon.

Jindan Stage! You can fly in the air without any magic weapon!

How could there be a Jindan cultivator in the team? Could it be that they were sent from the Central Plains? But why was there only one person, and why didn't they send a Yuanying cultivator?

“True Lord! Why did you come out just now? Call some high-ranking monks! So many of us have died, and you monks from the Central Plains have watched helplessly…”

"What a noisy person~" The demon cultivator cast a spell and pierced the speaker's forehead.

Before the man could finish his words, he fell straight to the ground, his eyes full of disbelief.