I use myths to create immortality

Chapter 103: Ji Yuan behind the scenes; Fire Cloud Evil God and Beggar Version of Long Aotian [Two chapters combined into one, 102 words]

The Ancient Sword God Emperor was sure that he had never seen this kind of secret method of pinching fingers; he had never even heard of it.

There was no sign of any spiritual fluctuation.

What kind of secret method is this?
The voice of the Holy Spirit came from Dantian: "That is the art of calculation from the upper realm. Only those with extremely high Taoism can calculate the secrets of heaven. Everything is in their hearts."

The Ancient Sword Emperor knows the secret of the Holy Spirit.

The Holy Spirit is the remains of the fallen emperor and possesses some of the emperor's memories.

It was with the help of the Holy Spirit that he continuously obtained relics of ancient kings, treasures of fallen masters, and the like, and quickly cultivated to the ninth level of the Spirit Emperor.

Therefore, the Ancient Sword Emperor was not surprised that the Holy Spirit knew the secrets of the upper realm.

"He is an immortal from the upper realm?!" Ancient Sword God Emperor was shocked.

He also found the secrets about the upper realm from the remains of the ancient masters.

According to that incomplete secret record, every hundreds of thousands of years, a celestial being from the upper realm would fall into the spiritualist continent.

They will kill spiritualists extremely cruelly.

It is to find the Holy Spirit of the Spiritual Continent.

He is the mortal enemy of all spiritualists.

And those powerful people in the upper realm call themselves immortals.

“But doesn’t the secret book I found in the forbidden land of the Venerable say that the strong people from the upper realm will lose their immortal power and become fallen immortals when they come down to the lower realm?” The Emperor of Gods communicated with the Holy Spirit in his heart.

The so-called immortals from the upper realm are actually the Qi-refining practitioners of the Xuanwei Sect.

But because of the laws of the Nanli Realm, there is only one kind of supernatural power, the law of alternative gods; the laws of essence and qi do not exist at all.

Therefore, when a Qi cultivator descends to the Nanli Realm, he will immediately lose his magic power and extraordinary physical strength; his soul will also be suppressed, and his strength is generally inferior to that of the indigenous spiritual masters.

Therefore, the natives of Nanli speculated that the "fallen immortal" who was cast into the lower world meant a fallen immortal who no longer had the ability of an immortal.

However, the fallen immortal possesses the mind and realm of the immortals from the upper realm.

If I had obtained the method of controlling spirits in Nanli.

It only takes a few days to break through several realms; even in less than a year, one can become a rare Nine-Revolution Venerable. It is as easy as eating and drinking water, and the speed of advancement is abnormal.

"He is not an ordinary strong man from the upper realm; rather, he is a powerful one among the strong men from the upper realm. He cannot be compared with an ordinary fallen immortal." The Holy Spirit responded.

At this time, the man in green outside the river suddenly rose up several feet off the ground and flew away through the air riding the wind.

I waited for another stick of incense; there was no sign of the man in green.

The Ancient Sword God Emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to go out, the Holy Spirit suddenly became nervous and said, "Don't move. He is right behind us."

The Ancient Sword God Emperor's scalp suddenly felt numb, and all the hair on his body, from his toes to the top of his head, stood up.

A peerless and elusive strong man from the Nanli Realm; his heartbeat stopped because of fear.

About seven or eight miles behind the Ancient Sword Emperor.

Ji Yuan was riding the wind in the river that meandered out from the mountains and was about two or three hundred steps wide.

"Has he gone far away?" Ji Yuan was not sure.

Reach out and grab a glimpse of the wind.

In the wind, the old man who was suspected to be the Ancient Sword Emperor, his aura completely disappeared.

The soul senses the Qi; there is a time limit.

The invisible aura that is invisible to the naked eye where a person has walked is extremely conspicuous in the perspective of the spirit of a Qi Refiner, just like footprints made in an ash basin.

But generally within a few hours or a day, these traces will disappear.

The Wind Grabbing Technique goes a step further than this Qi-tracing technique.

It can use the wind to collect sounds and energy from hundreds of miles away.

But within hundreds of miles, there was no trace of that person's aura except for many beasts similar to monsters and bones.

"If I had known earlier, I should have brought the Xuanpin Pearl in." Ji Yuan stretched out his fingers and counted, but could not find a single point.

It was as if this world was extremely hostile to outsiders like them; there was no way to predict the future.

"I really shouldn't have coveted the small advantage of robbing the Six Palaces of Kunwu."

The Yang God can distort and infect foreign rules within a certain range; it is the confidence of the powerful and profound ones to travel through the heavens and all worlds.

It is similar to the domain of law; as long as you are in this domain of law, no matter where you are, even in the chaos or the shadow world, you can transform the surroundings into Taoism and make it your home court.

This ability is not obvious in the Great Wilderness, but it is extremely important in a small world where the cultivation system is very different from that of the Great Wilderness.

Of course, the second soul also has this effect.

It was Ji Yuan’s fault for being too arrogant and underestimating the suppression of the Nanli Realm on the cultivators from the outside world.

But there's no use regretting now.

Ji Yuan moved to a higher position on the top of the cliff and observed the entire winding river.

Time passed slowly.

One stick of incense, one hour.

Ji Yuan never moved.

Like a cat waiting for a mouse; a patient hunter.

Soon, a day passed.

Two days passed.

There is still no difference.

On the third day, Ji Yuan finally couldn't help himself and reappeared on the surface of the water.

The God Emperor, who was as hard as a stone in the deep water, was so frightened that his face turned pale.

"Boom!" The wind swept across dozens of feet, blowing fist-sized and basin-sized rocks into the water.

A stone as big as a washbasin fell into the water and brushed past the scalp of the Ancient Sword God Emperor.

The water splashed seven or eight feet high.

Just like frying fish.

The wind blew up rocks and blew up one place after another, bombarding the entire river along dozens of miles one by one.

Countless fish and shrimp in the water were killed or injured.

Even the surrounding mountains and forests were plowed with stones.

Only then did Ji Yuan really turn around and leave.

Since there were no clues, he had no time to waste here.

He has found an idea to deal with Xian Xing.

After Ji Yuan left.

Another full half month passed; the Ancient Sword God Emperor, who had almost reached his limit, finally emerged from the water.

Even though he was a mid-stage Spirit Emperor expert, his body was cleansed by spiritual energy and after soaking for half a month, his entire body was swollen and pale, like a dead person.

There was a gash on his left shoulder; a white seam of flesh formed.

This was caused by Ji Yuan throwing a stone at him before.

Fortunately, the Ancient Sword Emperor is not an ordinary person.

He was treated as a loser in his family since he was young; he was ridiculed by everyone and suffered torture and hardship; only by chance did he obtain the Holy Spirit and soared to the sky from then on.

His perseverance and character are far beyond those at the same level.

Therefore, let alone stones hitting his hands, even if they hit his head, he can withstand it as long as he is not dead.

"Phew~ That was close." The Ancient Sword God Emperor looked around and saw that the area within a few miles was like it had been plowed: the entire mountain collapsed in half, the river changed its course, and countless monsters were killed or injured.
His face was full of the feeling of surviving a disaster.

The strength of the man in green is truly terrifying.

He was the strongest person he had ever seen.

"The treasury of Emperor Sha will soon open. I need to obtain the legacy within as soon as possible and become a great emperor, so that I can have the confidence to deal with these celestial beings from outside the domain." The Ancient Sword Emperor walked away.

The Holy Spirit said at this time: "Before that, you can find those angels and kill them!"

"Moreover, if you can obtain other holy spirits, you can become the most powerful emperor; breaking through the realm of heaven, you will sweep across the upper world."

Every holy spirit has his own consciousness; but their consciousness does not come from their innate spiritual roots; rather, it comes from the residual soul of the fallen emperor.

They are unaware of their true identity and destiny.

He only knows that his goal is to lead the host to dig out the treasure house according to the memory; to become the strongest person in the spiritual continent, ascend to the upper realm, and escape the hands of God, so as to avoid the fate of death.

As for what the Hand of God is: the Holy Spirit doesn’t know either.

Only based on the last bit of memory the emperor had before his death, we knew that it was the great terror located in the ancient starry road.

The Holy Spirit and the Qi Refiners trapped in the Nanli Realm had no idea that they were caught in a game that had lasted for countless years.

An invisible game between innate spiritual roots and the ancient golden immortal Guangfa Tianzun.

Of course, before this, Xiantian Linggen had already played this game with the predecessors of Guangfa Tianzun’s predecessors.

The Ancient Sword God Emperor nodded and said, "But I can't recognize those celestial beings."

He thought that all Qi cultivators had the spell to hide their form like Ji Yuan.

"The other celestial beings should be like the real body of the blue-clothed celestial being just now, unable to transform into a spirit being, so they will be easy to recognize. Besides that, I will feel something when I get close to them."

"It's several times stronger than how they sense us."

"You must nip them in the bud before they switch to spiritual practice and develop spiritual power." The Holy Spirit warned cautiously.

"I know this." The Divine Emperor knew that once those celestial beings understood the methods of this world.

Then you will have a bird's-eye view; you will understand everything and you will be able to recover your strength soon.

"Kill them, and you will have the opportunity to obtain everything from the powerful ones in the upper realm, including mysterious spells, luck, and fortune." The Holy Spirit's tone was full of temptation.

The Divine Emperor’s eyes lit up.

"How can I find them?"

"They have just entered this world. They are easy to find. Go to many dynasties, control their kings, and let many spirits report the whereabouts of the heavenly beings."

Only Qi Refiners can enter this world; their strength is only one-hundredth that of spiritual people, and their appearance is different from that of spiritual people everywhere, so they are bound to have friction with spiritual people everywhere.

The Ancient Sword Emperor only needs to go over and reap them.

.........

In the eastern mountainous area of ​​the Golden Dynasty; Chen Hai was running wildly in the forest.

A rumbling sound like the sky falling came from behind him. Countless monsters were chasing him.

Chen Hai staggered; his clothes were torn and the sword in his hand was dripping with blood.

"Damn it! My magic power is almost completely useless. Why are there so many monsters in this damn place?" Chen Hai cursed.

The Nanli community calls the monster the Demon Chief.

It is divided into nine levels from low to high.

However, for Qi Refiners, they are all called monsters.

Refers to a beast that has little intelligence but has extraordinary strength.

Compared to these QQ and search, it is a petty little world.

The Great Wilderness Qi Refiner really doesn't like to categorize things.

Just like the upper limit of a divine beast that is comparable to the top Taoist masters and has innate mastery of magical powers and laws; and the lower limit of a wild beast that is like a mouse and has the ability to smell.

They are all called monsters.

Just like a magic weapon; one that can destroy the heaven and earth and contains the great Dao is called a magic weapon; one that can capture others at a short distance is also called a magic weapon.

Another example is Daomiao; Daomiao is slightly stronger than Tongxuan; the golden immortal with great supernatural powers who can pick stars and moon, and even fight with immortals is Daomiao; the three emperors who were invincible in ancient times are still Daomiao.

They should be divided into small worlds.

The realm of Tao Miao alone can be divided into at least a dozen realms.

Of course, the Great Wilderness World does not divide the levels of cultivation; there is a reason why it seems not as advanced as the small world.

The main reason is that the myriad races in the Great Wilderness each have different ways of cultivation and different orders. Even the six sects of the human race have different orders of cultivation.

For example, when a dragon reaches adulthood, their bodies naturally reach the pinnacle of Dao, and even if they become true dragons, they will not have the concept of a primordial spirit.

For example, the fox clan has a primordial spirit and the ability to transform after just the first stage of cultivation, and they only refine their qi at the final stage.

Moreover, the methods are different; each person is different, and the changes in bottleneck levels are also different.

Therefore, Yiqi, Tongxuan, Daomiao, and immortals can only be regarded as vague general terms, which are mainly divided according to lifespan.

Or it can be called Three Flowers, Five Qi, Cut Three and Swallow Six, or The Great Dao Lord.

Or it can be called earth immortal, celestial immortal, golden immortal [Daluo Taiyi], or the leader of Hunyuan Sect.

Before ancient times, there were not even these so-called realms.

Therefore, Ji Yuan’s attack was as quick as turning the palm of his hand; and he could defeat Tong Xuan in general.

But reaching the Qi state is a bit difficult.

Because the only three realms in this vast wilderness are divided according to one's level of cultivation and lifespan.

The only thing that is not judged is the combat power. However, deep mana can indeed greatly enhance the magic.

Relying on his swordsmanship, Chen Hai finally got rid of the group of monsters. After walking for two or three days, he finally entered the city.

Unexpectedly, he encountered a group of strange spirits, and before he could introduce himself, groups of spirits immediately rushed towards him to kill him.

.........

Linyuan Province, Tangyin County of the Golden Dynasty.

Yaolin Town covers an area of ​​several acres and is an extremely luxurious residence of a great spiritual master.

Ji Yuan, who had transformed into a yellow spirit, sat alone in the room; his cheeks were as red as blood, and sparks flew out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, the temperature was extremely hot.

Finally, with the help of the only available magic power in his body, Mars finally gradually stabilized.

And it turned into a tiny flame the size of a bean.

All the terrifying high temperatures were contained in the flames.

Ji Yuan looked at the flames in front of him with a pale face, his eyes gleaming: "It's worth it for me to spend the last bit of my magic power now; I will use the Second Soul Method to cultivate a spiritual fire."

He can only summon a tiny bit of his magic power now.

The quality is equivalent to the spiritual power of a great spiritual master in the Nanli Realm.

He used this bit of magic power to extract a ray of flame from the Samadhi Fire; and used the second soul method to cut off a tiny bit of soul and attached it to it.

He barely managed to refine it into an extremely simple version of the second soul.

"Very good, now all we need to do is find a suitable person to plant this spiritual fire and let it develop slowly, hehe."

Why do you do this? It’s because you’re looking for the fairy apricot.

Five days have passed since we returned from chasing the old man who was suspected to be the Divine Emperor.

During these short five days, Ji Yuan transformed himself into a yellow-skinned, big-headed spirit, and according to the list given by Qatar, he beat up all the strong men in Linyuan Province one by one.

Unfortunately, the Holy Spirit was not found.

However, I did obtain many secrets and clues about the Holy Spirit from these powerful men.

For example, those who possess the Holy Spirit will seek out other people who possess the Holy Spirit.

For example, those who possess the Holy Spirit are extremely extraordinary.

A plan to capture the Holy Spirit gradually formed in my mind.

And once you succeed, there is even a chance to capture all the Holy Spirits.

"Senior: The secret techniques and heavenly skills you requested have been sorted out." Qatar walked in with a respectful look on his face.

The skills of the spirit master are also divided into four levels, from high to low: heaven, earth, mysterious and yellow.

Ji Yuan took the stack of secret books and put them into his treasure bag without even looking at them.

These were all snatched from the strong men he defeated; Ji Yuan asked Qatar to take them and pick out the high-quality goods for him.

Now I have no magic power at all; of course, I need to practice the Spirit Control System a little bit.

"From now on, just say that I am the provider of your family. Don't come to me unless you have something to ask."

"Yes!" Qatar retreated with joy on his face.

It's great that such a peerless master can stay with him.

There were also those secret books, and he secretly read some of them while he was picking them out.

Ji Yuan walked out of the Great Spiritual Master's residence, carrying the secret book and a trace of spiritual fire, and strolled on the street with his hands behind his back.

The town was bustling with people, and from time to time the carriages and horses of the wealthy and powerful families of Yao Lin could be seen speeding by.

"It will be soon that Tianma Academy will be recruiting apprentices. Only by joining the academy can you acquire combat skills and the true method of controlling spirits." Some people on the street were discussing in whispers.

"But Master Qatar is only responsible for recruiting talents under the age of fifteen and with spiritual power at the fifth level. It seems that we have no hope."

This continent calls various sects academies.

It’s similar to the Taoist temple of the immortal sect.

Qatar is the instructor of a school called Tianma Academy in Tangyin County. He is responsible for recruiting students for Tianma Academy in Yaolin Town.

Generally speaking, if someone is under fifteen years old and can reach the third stage of spiritual power, it is considered amazing.

To reach the fifth level of spiritual power, one must be a top genius from a town's aristocratic family.

Ji Yuan walked and listened to the people chatting on the street, his eyes moving.

"Fifteen years old, ninth level of spiritual power?"

"Are you kidding me? There's not even a single person with such high talent in the dozens of cities in the entire Yaolin Town." Someone complained loudly.

"Of course there is no one. Ye Xuan, the genius of the Ye family in Qingye City, is only fourteen years old this year, but he has reached the ninth level of spiritual power. He can be called a genius."

“Hiss… At the age of fourteen, he has reached the ninth level of spiritual power. Doesn’t that mean he can become a spiritual master in no time? This is truly terrifying!!”

"Young man, what is the origin of Ye Xuan?" Ji Yuan walked to the stall and couldn't help asking.

"Well, he is the pride of our Linyao. His father, Ye Wutan, was the number one genius in Beihe College, but he was with a down-and-out prostitute..."

"Ahem, little brother, I'm asking about Ye Xuan." Ji Yuan interrupted.

"Ye Xuan is Ye Wutan's son. He has been without a mother since he was a child. He is very sensible and hardworking, and his cultivation progresses by leaps and bounds."

"Yes, Ye Xuan is such a nice person. He doesn't have the arrogance of a genius from a big family at all. He can even call ordinary people like us uncles. He is really sensible."

After hearing this, Ji Yuan thought to himself: "Very good, then it's you, Ye Xuan..."

Aoba Castle.

Ye Xuan got rid of all the brothers and sisters who were trying to please him and ran alone to a small cave in the back mountain.

This is the place he would come to whenever he was feeling down or after practicing.

When he came to the small stone cave, he would recall his childhood memories, wandering in wind and rain, and his mother and he were driven out of the Ye family.

I took him and hid here at that time.

Later, he displayed his unparalleled talent in controlling spirits, and finally the Ye family accepted him and his son.

But the good times didn't last long; the mother disappeared while out and about, and was never heard from again.

His father and the family elders only found his mother's rotten body, and despite his opposition, they married Huang E'er, a woman from the Huang family in Huangfeng City, who gave birth to a brother, Ye Xiaotian, who was five years younger than him.

So every time he saw his stepmother and Ye Xiaotian, they were fawning on him and trying their best to please him.

He was extremely annoyed.

He was young and had a clear mind. He knew that his stepmother Huang E'er and Ye Xiaotian did not really treat him as a relative.

To please him and to be nice to him is only because of his talent.

Even his overbearing and serious father was extremely kind to him because of this.

How did my mother die?

He wanted to know, but he knew his father wouldn't tell him.

"Hualala" it started to rain heavily outside.

Ye Xuan was in a narrow and dark cave, crying alone with his head in his hands, hammering the stone wall at the bottom of the cave with his hands.

The thick stone wall was dented by a large hole after he hammered on it for more than ten years.

His hands were covered in scars and blood, but he didn't care at all.

There was only murderous intent on his face.

It was as if he was not hammering the wall, but the person who killed his mother.

Suddenly, there was a click.

The stone wall shattered and a golden light burst out.

"This!!" Ye Xuan, who was smashing the wall, was stunned.

It was at that moment of shock.

The ray of fire in the cave flew into his mouth.

"Ah, ugh!" Ye Xuan tried to dry heave, but nothing came out.

But he didn't feel uncomfortable.

"Maybe it's just an illusion~" Ye Xuan thought so and hurried home.

But the warmth in his chest, abdomen and throat told him that this was not fake.

He couldn't help but feel excited and expectant.

This seems like a legendary opportunity.

Is it his mother's blessing?
……

A few days later, Yao Lin arrived at the Great Spiritual Master's Mansion in Town.

Ji Yuan opened his eyes; a hint of spiritual light appeared on his body.

Point your finger.

Two yellow palm prints, as big as washbasins, were flying all over the sky.

If anyone saw it, their jaw would drop.

Because this is the unique skill of the legendary powerful man, Emperor Bukong, [Eighteen Flying Palms].

But Ji Yuan's aura was only at the level of a spiritual master.

For a spiritual master to use heavenly skills so casually is simply horrifying.

"Not bad; it has some power." Ji Rao slapped out with interest.

A rockery a few hundred steps away exploded with a loud bang and turned into powder.

Just five days.

Ji Yuan specialized in the practice of the Spirit Control Master method.

The first day, from nothing to something, the spiritual power level.

On the second day, he broke through two realms in succession and reached the third level of spiritual power.

The third day: breaking through five realms in succession, the spiritual power reaches the eighth level.

The fourth day; breaking through six realms in a row; the fourth level of spiritual master.

Today is the fifth day, and I have only broken through the fifth realm; I have reached the ninth level of spiritual master.

It is equivalent to about ten years of magic power of a Qi Refiner.

He himself has a lot of experience in internal cultivation and has no bottleneck at all.

He had magical medicine on him, and he was a person of high level practicing low-level methods, so of course it was fast.

The reason why I was slow in the last two days was not because I couldn’t practice anymore.

Instead, Ji Yuan was studying the spiritual master's combat skills.

The first move he made was the lower-grade heavenly combat skill, Eighteen Flying Palms.

It takes two days to master the basics.

"It's okay. The power is better than I expected." Ji Yuan was very satisfied.

The power of these Eighteen Flying Palms is mysterious and only one percent of that of the Second Soul's Great Capture.

But it is also a magic spell; if you take it to the wilderness, it should be usable.

Ji Yuan didn't plan to practice any more. These were enough. There was no point in practicing more.

He walked out of the Great Spiritual Master’s Mansion.

As soon as I got to the street, the whole street was discussing a big news.

"Have you heard that Ye Xuan, the genius of the Ye family, has regressed in cultivation? He regresses one level every day!!"

"Cultivation can only grow, how can there be such a thing as regression? This, this is too weird."

"Then can he still cultivate and come back?"

"Haha, the head of the Ye family asked Master Qatar to go and see him in person. He diagnosed that Ye Xuan has a body with leaking spirit. It is hard to say whether he can maintain the remaining fourth stage of spirit cultivation, let alone cultivate and recover."

"It's what he deserves. He was too flamboyant before."

"That's right, the Ye family is a genius, but the Ye family is almost useless, ahahaha."

No one in the street felt sorry for him.

Yes, there is only gloating and ridicule.

It was as if if Ye Xuan became a waste, they, the waste, could become geniuses.

Ji Yuan walked slowly, listening to everyone mocking Ye Xuan.

Suddenly, a young man with his face covered bumped into Ji Yuan's arms.

"Slow down." Ji Yuan helped him up, but the boy's face towel fell to the ground.

Revealing a handsome face and eyes that are always full of murderous intent.

"Hey! Isn't this the genius of the Ye family?" Everyone around recognized the young man's identity.

Ye Xuan.

"What a genius! Just trash." Someone mocked.

Ye Xuan had a blank expression on his face. He held the medicine bag in his arms, lowered his head, pushed Ji Yuan away, and walked out.

Suddenly, several strong young men rushed out and kicked Ye Xuan to the ground.

"Hahaha, isn't this the number one genius of our Ye family? Where are you going in such a hurry?"

The leading fat boy taunted.

"Ye Xiong! Don't bully Brother Xuan!" A girl with delicate skin, a pretty figure, stepped out of the crowd and helped Ye Xuan up.

The young man's face was full of concern: "It's okay, Brother Xuan."

"I'm fine, Xian'er." Ye Xuan shook his head and tried to pick up the medicine spilled on the ground.

Ye Xiong was about to crush the herbs with his foot.

"Ye Xiong!" The girl stood up angrily, but was forcibly pulled away by the young man next to Ye Xiong.

Ye Xiong crushed all the herbs into pieces. His face was full of arrogance: "Haha, you have come to this day too."

Having said that, he didn't give up yet and kicked Ye Xuan in the face who was staring at him.

Everyone is watching the show.

"Hey!" There was a chuckle from the side, and a bamboo pole was stretched out from somewhere, and it steadily lifted up the fat boy's legs.

No matter how hard Ye Xiong tried, the bamboo pole was like an iron railing and could not be shaken at all; his feet were only a little bit away from Ye Xuan, but he just couldn't fall down.

"You, who are you?" Ye Xiong and everyone looked over.

It was indeed a man in green with a big head and a small body, a few short beards under his chin, and a bamboo pole in his hand.

Indescribable immortal temperament.

Ye Xiong and Ye Xuan both looked at each other with a slight concentration; they could sense that this person was extraordinary, so they thought he must be a spiritual person.

"As for who I am, that's easy to tell. Just remember it." Ji Yuan stroked his beard.

"The true trick of Lan Ke is so amazing that it can make you reach the top of the world; a game of Lan Ke can make you go through several springs."

"Since I came out of the cave, I have no rivals. I will spare others if I can."

Ye Xiong was full of impatience: "What the hell is this!"

"This is the worshiper of the Great Spiritual Master's Mansion." But at this time someone recognized Ji Yuan.

"What... offering?"

All of a sudden, everyone's faces turned pale with anger.

Ye Xuan, the girl, and the people around them all looked surprised and awed.

The people watching the show around were also surprised, confused, and afraid.

They really didn't understand what these lines of poetry meant.

But he was greatly shocked.

In addition, this man has an immortal demeanor, so no one dares to be presumptuous.

"Well said. You are worthy of being the Lord Worshiper. I admire you very much!" Ye Xiong's face changed in an instant, full of flattery.

"Let's go." Ji Yuan waved his hand in boredom.

It’s still better to live in the Great Wilderness. Anyone who cultivates immortality knows how to cultivate even the monsters. They know a few Taoist poems and can show their own cultivation.

This cultivator from the Nanli Realm who pursues power and respects strength really has no culture at all. He is so rubbish.

Ye Xiong didn't dare to act presumptuously anymore and left with his followers in anger.

The crowd of onlookers also dispersed.

"Thank you." Ye Xuan said gratefully.

"Go ahead. I am an old man who is good at judging people. Brother Ye, don't worry. Good things will come one day." Ji Yuan smiled.

"Thank you for your good wishes, sir." Ye Xuan bowed.

He said goodbye to the girl in yellow and left.

……

Aoba Castle, testing conference.

"Li Qing'er, spiritual power, eighth level!" The girl who was with Ye Xuan before jumped off the testing platform and ran towards Ye Xuan.

There was a sound of people sucking in a breath of cold air all around.

"Li Qing'er is only eleven years old, but her spiritual power has reached the eighth level. How terrifying!!"

"Ye Xuan! Spiritual power, third stage!" Ye Xuan's face was ashen, he lowered his head and walked out of the crowd.

"Hahaha, you are worthy of being the number one waste in Linyao."

As expected, there was ridicule all the way.

Only Ye Qing didn't despise him.

Everyone bullied him, tortured him, and called him a waste.

night.

Everyone has fallen asleep.

In a stone cave in the back mountain of Qingye City.

Only Ye Xuan practiced his low-level fighting skill, the Wolf Fist, over and over again; punching hard on the stone wall.

"Ah!!!!" Ye Xuan couldn't help but let out a long roar.

To vent your anger.

"Damn God!! Why, why are you playing with me like this!!" Ye Xuan's eyes were filled with tears and blood.

"I don't accept it! I don't accept it!!!" He was furious in the wind and rain.

"Ahem, Ye Xuan."

"Who!!!" Ye Xuan suddenly woke up and looked around, trying to find the source of the old voice.

"I'm inside you."

"You!! Is it you? It was you who took away my spiritual power and made me a useless person?" Ye Xuan sensed his Dantian with anger.

The spiritual energy in his dantian was like a whirlpool, being sucked into the illusory fire lotus.

"That's right." Fire Lotus responded lightly.

"I am the Fire Cloud Evil God. Unfortunately, I was stabbed in the back by a villain. Only my spirit remains hidden in Qingye Mountain. I never expected that God would open his eyes and let me meet you."

"Fire Cloud Evil God?" Ye Xuan was stunned. This title sounded really impressive.

"Why? Why me?" Ye Xuan gradually calmed down.

"Because I'm about to dissipate, I can only possess you temporarily; don't worry, although you have lost your spiritual energy, you will be able to cultivate it back soon." Ji Yuan said through telepathy, his tone a little excited.

After all, the feeling of watching someone pretend to be cool and being slapped in the face is really different from actually participating in that act.

He wanted to see Ye Xuan go back and get slapped in the face.

……

Not long after, Ye Xuan sat in the cave with an excited look on his face.

He waved his hand, and a ball of white flame burned fiercely in his palm.

Burn a piece of monster meat to ashes.

After a moment, the spiritual energy in his body increased a little.

"unbelievable!"

"The Fire Dragon Divine Art that my master taught me is simply heaven-defying. By plundering and burning the flesh of monsters, I can quickly improve my cultivation!"

"And we can also find other strange fires from heaven and earth and integrate them into it!!"

In just a short while, he had already worshipped "Fire Cloud Evil God" as his master; he vowed to eliminate the traitors for his master and reshape his body for his master.

'Fire Cloud Evil God' was moved by his filial piety.

On the spot, he was taught a set of Fire Dragon Divine Art whose name sounded awesome.

Ye Xuan excitedly walked into Qingye Mountain and began to kill monsters with divine fire.

Soon, both first- and second-level monsters were reduced to ashes.

One night passed.

The spiritual power in Ye Xuan's body surged again to the ninth level of spiritual power.

"Hahaha, from now on, I will never be able to cover my eyes again!!!" Ye Xuan stood up, pointing one hand to the sky and the other to the ground.

The arrogance swept the sky.

……

Ji Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed hundreds of miles away, turned pale when he heard this.

"Do people who try to fit the template of a protagonist like to go against the will of heaven so much?"

This made Ji Yuan speechless; God didn’t offend you.

If this little leaf wasn't still useful, I would have taught him a lesson on behalf of God.

He doesn't allow anyone to be more pretentious than himself.

Then he smiled again: "Now I can improve the strength of the spirit control system; by the way, I can wait for the Holy Spirit to come to me."

Ye Xuan didn't know that when he killed and plundered a monster, 90% of its spiritual energy would go to Ji Yuan.

But even so, this is enough for Ye Xuan to quickly become a genius.

The power of the spirit reached the ninth level in one night. Even Ji Yuan, an old monster who had practiced Taoism for five hundred years in the upper realm, could not achieve such a heaven-defying power after his recultivation.

It can be imagined that a new star of the Ye family is about to rise and shine.

The reason why Ji Yuan took so much effort to create an artificial genius and package Ye Xuan.

It is to attract the Holy Spirit.

As long as other holy spirits, or holy spirit holders think that Ye Xuan, who suddenly appeared, is the owner of the holy spirit.

He will definitely be found.

Some fellow disciples also thought that Ye Xuan was possessed by the Holy Spirit.

Everybody gathered together.

By the time…

“Hehehe…” Ji Yuan gave a sinister smile.

(End of this chapter)