I use myths to create immortality

Chapter 102: 101: Goose pecks at the eyes; Holy Spirit Apricot, pursuit
The so-called residence of the great fighting master; Ji Yuan sat on the tiger-skin couch in the main seat with a majestic horse and golden sword.

In the hall, Qatar, the most powerful spirit master in the whole city, the so-called Great Spirit Master, was kneeling on the ground.

Qatar was now looking at the young spirit sitting on his throne with horror on his face.

Half a lamp ago, he was embracing a beautiful woman in his mansion, enjoying the pleasure brought by his strength.

As a result, this mysterious man suddenly appeared and killed him with a single move of his finger from a distance without any explanation.

Qatar found that even if he tried his best, he was still unable to stop the finger that emitted invisible wind and tore through the void, so he simply knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Your Excellency! This is definitely a powerful Spiritual Master! How could such a terrifying Spiritual Master appear in Linyuan Province!" Qatar's face was full of horror.

There was also a hint of excitement amidst the fear.

He has been practicing spirit control for more than eighty years. The most powerful person he has ever seen is the seventh-stage spirit king he met in Linyuan Province. He is a high-level fighter of the Golden Dynasty.

Let alone the Spirit Lord; even if he is at the Spirit Emperor level, he is already a leading figure in a dynasty.

As for Ling Zun, he is a legend: he is only one step away from the legendary realm of the Great Emperor.

But now, this existence that seemed to be a spiritual master actually appeared in front of him.

How could this not excite him.

This is an unrivaled warrior whose name can only be heard in novels and ancient books.

"Your Excellency! Your Excellency has come to our town. It is such an honor for our Kata family. Please tell me your name, a humble one." Kata's face was full of excitement, and he almost knelt down to lick Ji Yuan's toes.

The people in this world worship power in their bones.

As for one's mind and character, there is no cultivation at all.

After practicing for dozens or hundreds of years, the Heart Mirror is no different from that of an ordinary child.

It is far worse than the Great Wilderness; in the Great Wilderness, every Qigong master who can cultivate and become famous will pay great attention to character. Compared with strength and power, Qigong masters pay more attention to attaining the Tao, longevity, and reputation.

However, the so-called "Great Emperor" in this world has a cultivation limit that will not exceed that of a Qi-refining practitioner who has practiced Taoism for a hundred years in the upper realm.

Don't ask for too much.

"Where is the Holy Spirit?" Ji Yuan did not answer but asked the most important question as soon as he opened his mouth.

Qatar was stunned: "Holy...Holy Spirit?"

Seeing Ji Yuan showing his murderous intent, Qatar quickly came back to his senses and replied: "The Holy Spirit is the most magical thing on the continent; everyone wants to obtain it."

"It is rumored in the ancient Spiritualist Continent that the Holy Spirit can help spiritual people to become great emperors. It contains the infinite mysteries of the Spiritualist Continent and is a sacred object that allows the peak spiritual masters to have the opportunity to become great emperors."

"It is said that the Holy Spirit also holds the secrets of the upper world!"

Ji Yuan frowned slightly: "Isn't the Holy Spirit a human being or a living being?"

"It is a colorful spiritual source: it contains extreme energy; it can also allow spiritual people to have various abilities such as wind, thunder, lightning, fire, wood, earth, yin, and darkness."

Ji Yuan heard this and confirmed in his heart: "Sure enough, the so-called Holy Spirit is indeed Xian Xing."

This is troublesome.

I originally thought that what the religion said about Immortal Apricot being born would temporarily transform into a living creature; once it escaped from the small world, it would even have the opportunity to cultivate and become a master of profound and magical powers.

Ji Yuan thought that Xian Xing would become a powerful being in the Nanli Realm, so it would be very simple. He just needed to find the strongest and most famous indigenous strongman to capture and refine him.

According to what the native in front of me said.

Immortal apricot is an invisible spiritual source; it will lurk in the bodies of humans and animals, helping the host to become the so-called emperor and ascend to the upper realm.

“Xian Xing seized the fortune of heaven and earth; he is truly a saint born from heaven. It is not an exaggeration to call him a Holy Spirit.” Ji Yuan sighed in his heart.

No wonder the high-ranking members of the church, who have always looked down upon these small-world ants, actually named Xian Xing the Holy Spirit after these ants.

Immortal apricot, the innate spiritual root is not an ordinary tree.

The innate spiritual roots are spiritual; and their status is equal to that of top gods and demons, with immense supernatural powers and wisdom countless times higher than that of humans.

However, it was captured by the founder and suppressed under the Southern Divine Mountain, where it could not escape, and could only become the Xuanwei Sect's milk cow that was harvested once every ten thousand years.

This does not mean that the innate spiritual roots will be willing.

If these immortal apricots could really possess the natives and enable them to break through the void and ascend to the wilderness.

Then the innate spiritual roots can shed their original shells, cultivate in the wilderness, and achieve the fruit of the Tao.

By then, He might even be able to compete with the Patriarch.

“However, no matter how deeply Xianxing hides, it is impossible for her to escape the trap set by the great sect.” Ji Yuan thought to himself.

Immortal apricots contain the spirit of immortality; after taking them, the practitioners of Qigong will be washed away all the dust and dirt, and their whole body will be filled with fragrance that can be smelled for miles. When they smell it, the plants and flowers will bloom, and when mosquitoes see it, they will retreat.

Rely on mortals: As long as you are within a hundred miles of a Qi Refiner, the Qi Refiner will be able to sense it.

It’s just that His innate spiritual roots are very smart. He deliberately uses his own great way to suppress the cultivators who enter the Nanli Realm.

The monks will be unable to use their magic power; all their five senses, realms, and magic powers will disappear; and they will become mortals.

Even, it turned into nourishment for his Nanli Realm.

Fortunately, the Xuanwei Sect is not a vegetarian.

The ancestor Guangfa is blocking the passage between the two worlds; he is wrestling with the innate spirit.

It will allow all disciples entering the Nanli Realm to recover some of their strength so that they will not be powerless in the face of the natives.

As long as the indigenous people are using the Holy Spirit.

The Qi cultivators within a hundred feet nearby could immediately notice it.

Still hard to find though.

But at least, there is a chance.

"No wonder the sect limits the number of people who can enter the Nanli Realm."

The only strength that can be mobilized at present is entirely supported by Patriarch Guangfa; if there are too many Xuanwei disciples entering the Nanli Realm, then Patriarch Guangfa will not be able to support it.

Ji Yuan pondered and asked Qatar again: "Are there any special features for people who have obtained the Holy Spirit?"

"Um... there should be... there should be."

Qatar thought for a long time and said, "Many years ago, the Void Emperor obtained the Holy Spirit of the Void. He could become invisible and travel through time. When he was young, his hair and eyebrows were as white as frost. He looked like an old man when he was young, different from ordinary people."

"There was also a Fire Emperor. When he was young, he had double pupils in his eyes. There was fire in his pupils. He could see through illusions. Later, he became an emperor. It is said that he obtained the Holy Spirit of Fire."

"Ancient Pantuo Emperor; when he was born, he possessed the 'Supreme Bone'; everyone predicted that he would be able to become an emperor; and sure enough, he became an emperor in just a few years. It is said that he possesses the Holy Spirit of Power."

Qatar listed dozens of great emperors in one breath. In short, there is a big difference between the spiritual people who have obtained the Holy Spirit. Their cultivation speed is incredibly fast, and their resources and luck are extremely extraordinary.

"What about these great emperors?"

"They are all legends; they should have all ascended to the upper realms; once they become emperors, they will be invincible for eternity, and this world will no longer be able to contain their power. They must take the ancient starry road and ascend to the upper realms." Qatar pointed to a starry belt in the sky that was as bright as a waterfall.

That was the place where Ji Yuan and his friends came into the Nanli Realm from the Great Wilderness.

"Interesting." Ji Yuan fell into deep thought.

He read a lot of classics about the Nanli Realm in Xuanwei Sect.

But I have never heard of any natives ascending from the Nanli Realm. You must be kidding. Ever since the founder of the sect seized the innate spiritual root, he has suppressed the immortal apricot into the Divine Mountain. The entire Xuanwei Sect regards the spiritual root, the immortal apricot, and the Nanli Realm as forbidden delicacies.

How could the ants in the flowerpot fly up from the back garden?

However, it is also possible that the indigenous strongmen here ascended to heaven, not in Kunwu, but in other places, so it is unknown.

But now is not the time to explore these.

Ji Yuan and his friends’ goal is to find the Holy Spirit that appeared in this generation.

"When we set out, Patriarch Guangfa said that there were eight mature immortal apricots in the Nanli Realm."

This was observed by a great power in the sect using his supernatural powers across realms.

In other words, Xianxing has already appeared in the Nanli world; and, it has also transformed into a holy spirit, attaching itself to the indigenous spirits, monsters, and even plants of Nanli.

"Go get a pen and paper; write down all the strong people and geniuses you know." Ji Yuan stood up and kicked Qatar in front of him.

No wonder Kunwu Mountain called the taking of the fairy apricots from the Nanli Realm a trial.

To obtain the immortal apricot, one must indeed challenge the natives, and also challenge fellow disciples.

Qatar did not dare to delay, and soon used animal skins to list all the geniuses and strong men he knew.

Ji Yuan took it and looked at it, his eyes flashed: "Who is this Ancient Sword Divine Emperor?"

"He was born in the Fu family, and his name is Fu Wusheng. It is said that he is unkempt and his tendons and veins have been blocked since childhood, so he is unable to cultivate spiritual energy."

"Later, he actually delved into a peerless sword technique, defeating all enemies of the Five Dynasties; from the outside to the inside, he cultivated to the realm of the Spiritual Emperor."

Qatar's face was full of longing. "But it is said that he disappeared decades ago. Some people saw him begging in a shop, and some saw him selling rare treasures as rubbish in the market, but no one recognized him."

"It was not until I got the chance to find the Ancient Sword Emperor that I realized what was happening. I wanted to look for him, but he had already disappeared."

Boom! It was as if thunder flashed through Ji Yuan's mind.

The image of the skinny, hunchbacked old man in hemp clothes who had been strangled by him in the market just now appeared in his mind again.

"I've been hunting geese all day, but today I got my eye pecked by a goose." Ji Yuan walked out of the Great Spiritual Master's residence with a gloomy face.

Sure enough, one of the stalls in the market was empty and the old man was nowhere to be seen.

Suppressed by the laws of the Nanli Realm, less than a trace of his five hundred years of magic power could be used here; he was only slightly stronger than a mortal Taoist child.

His realm and level of cultivation had regressed to the state before he entered the Tao; only his mentality, which had been accumulated with magical powers for hundreds of years, remained.

This God Emperor Lao Shi was good at disguise; Ji Yuan didn't pay attention and actually let him escape for a while.

"You can't run away." Ji Yuan leaped up and chased out of the city called Yaolin.

The soul was also suppressed.

Normally in the wilderness, Ji Yuan could accurately find a person or thing he had met once by following its aura as long as it was within a few hundred miles.

But with Nanli, the function of the soul was suppressed and it could only sense an area of ​​100 steps in radius.

……

In the Monster Forest about a hundred miles south of Yaolin City.

An old man with a restrained aura, dirty hair tied into a small braid, and a skinny and hunched body, wearing linen clothes, is flying in the air and running for his life.

In the blink of an eye it was just a few hundred steps away.

This is an ability that only those above the king level have, flying in the air.

If Ji Yuan saw him, he would definitely recognize that this man was the old man who sold him the spiritual liquid before.

His true identity is the most outstanding master in the entire Golden Dynasty, the Ancient Sword Emperor.

“Spirit Lord! He’s even a Great Emperor-level powerhouse. How is this possible? How could there be such a terrifying powerhouse in such a remote little town?” The Ancient Sword God Emperor was horrified.

The young man who bought the spiritual liquid from him was clearly only at the half-step spiritual king level.

But the energy hidden in his body, which was locked up by an unknown force, was extremely terrifying, equivalent to that of ten thousand king-level powerhouses.

Moreover, it is already exaggerated enough to see a half-step king-level strongman in such a remote town like Yaolin Town.

There are not many king-level masters in the entire Linyuan Province.

“His power cannot be used. Otherwise, if he releases even a little bit, I will be blown into ashes in one breath.” The Ancient Sword God Emperor’s heart was shaking.

how many years.

Ever since he obtained the Holy Spirit, under the protection of the Holy Spirit, he cultivated the legendary swordsmanship in the family, the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique.

It has been many years since he encountered such a being that shocked and even frightened him.

"That man's strength during his most victorious period was not that of an emperor, but he was just a hair's breadth away from being one."

The emperor’s power is invincible; he can break through the void and ascend to the upper realm.

The Ancient Sword God Emperor didn't know.

Ji Yuan’s full strength should actually be one-third of that of the Great Emperor.

The pinnacle of the Small Thousand Realms; those who can ascend to the Great Wilderness are equivalent to the Tongxuan realm.

It’s just that Ji Yuan’s magical power is unreasonable; ordinary masters are no match for him.

According to his cultivation level, he has not yet overcome a disaster; with the blessing of supernatural powers, his strength is at the first level of Tongxuan.

Therefore, when they arrived in this realm, their cultivation level was only equivalent to that of a so-called Spirit King; but if their magical powers were exerted to their full potential, although they could not be compared with the so-called Great Emperor, they would still be equivalent to their top Spirit Lord realm.

After all, the supernatural powers were also suppressed a little.

The Ancient Sword God Emperor was feeling extremely nervous. At this moment, a childish girl’s voice came from his Dantian: “Hide in the water quickly! That scary guy is coming!”

"Holy Spirit!" Ancient Sword God Emperor was shocked.

Who would have thought that the Holy Spirit, who was usually calm, would reveal fear in his words.

But he didn't have time to think about it, and fell into the pool of water in the stream nearby.

Holding my breath, I was so nervous that I couldn't move at all.

The Ancient Sword Emperor hasn't experienced this kind of feeling for almost two hundred years.

It was only when he was weak and facing the pursuit of a powerful enemy that he felt this sense of urgency of life and death crisis.

About half an incense stick of time passed.

A man in green clothes with a bun appeared not far from the pool.

"Something's wrong; how come it disappeared here?"

The man in green was muttering to himself, calculating something with his fingers.

The Ancient Sword God Emperor in the pool widened his eyes: "Is this his true face? Why doesn't he look like a spirit?"

"What is he pinching with his fingers? Is it some secret tracking method?"

(End of this chapter)