I use myths to create immortality

Chapter 137: 136: Moving the Talisman, the Mysterious Way, the Wind-Attracting Flag

Not long after Commandant Yin left, Yin Yaoer came out of the cave with a treasure bag and got the materials Ji Yuan needed according to the instructions.

"Erwa, I brought you all the materials you requested."

Ji Yuan took the treasure bag. It was rare to see Yin Yaoer so serious, so he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Huh? Why does it seem like a lot of spiritual iron is missing? Did you embezzle it?"

"Ah? I don't have it. This was given to me by the master. I didn't even open it on the way. How could it be missing?" Upon hearing this, Yin Yaoer hurried forward, eager to grab the treasure bag to check.

Outside the cave, many teachers and seniors were paying attention to this matter, and the head sect elders were all supporting it. Tian Lian could see that she really didn't want to cause any trouble this time.

"Hahaha, I'm just teasing you. The supplies are all there." Ji Yuan couldn't help but smile in his heart when he saw her aggrieved expression.

I checked the materials in the bag and found that they were indeed complete.

Everything was purchased according to the recipe, not an ounce of spiritual iron was more, and not a drop of real water was less.

"Then I'll go first." Yin Yaoer heaved a sigh of relief when she saw him check the spiritual materials, and ran away without saying a word.

Apart from being full of spiritual energy, this place is actually quite lonely.

There are many big guys out there watching from afar.

It can be said that every move in the Dayan Ling Realm is under the surveillance of many powerful people.

This was really too hard for the active little villain Yin Yaoer.

She didn't want to stay here any longer.

"Come back!" Ji Yuan called her this time.

He now needed someone to help him. And this was undoubtedly a rare opportunity for the other party.

This is an opportunity that ordinary disciples would love to have.

Giving this opportunity to Yin Yaoer can be considered as a small reward for the Yin family's support for so many times.

But Yin Yaoer pretended not to hear, and she took a quick run, leaving a cloud of mist behind her as she flew off the ground, heading towards the Hongqiao exit without looking back.

Ji Yuan smiled and said, "It's not that easy to run away now."

He was at his leisure, watching Yin Yaoer running wildly in the mist.

Until his figure disappeared and he was hundreds of miles away, and was about to reach the exit of the cave under the rainbow bridge of Dayan Peak.

Ji Yuan took a step forward and disappeared.

The next moment, at the entrance of Hongqiao, Yin Yaoer felt a gust of wind coming from behind her. Before she could react, Ji Yuan grabbed her shoulder.

Her five fingers were like iron hoops, and she couldn't break free at all. Soon, she was lifted up.

"How is it possible to move thousands of miles in one step? When did you develop such a great power?" Yao'er was shocked and couldn't believe it.

"With your skills, even if you cultivate for a few more calamities, how can you escape from my hands?" Ji Yuan just smiled and said nothing. He picked her up and took another step forward, forcibly dragging her back to Lingtai Peak.

"I can't take it off, I really can't take it off. I give in and I won't run away. Please put me down." Yin Yaoer was really frightened by his method of covering a thousand miles in one step.

Seeing her so obedient, Ji Yuan couldn't help but laugh: "This shrinking technique is usually not very useful, but it can be used to scare people."

This was actually the escape technique that Taoist Dayan taught him before he left, called the Shrinking the Earth Technique.

After mastering this method, Dayan Laogui claimed that he could travel a thousand or ten thousand miles in one step.

At that time, in order to obtain this magical spell, Ji Yuan also offered a rare thousand-year-old elixir.

But after practicing, Ji Yuan realized that he was completely fooled by this old man Dayan.

This is not some magical power at all.

In fact, it is just a sleight of hand.

This method is very simple. You just need to set up an altar to gather energy first, use cinnabar and bamboo paper, and practice [Moving Talisman] for several times. During this period, you can knock your teeth, concentrate your thoughts, secretly pray to the ancestors, etc. Chant a mantra and swallow a talisman every seven days to absorb the energy of mountain ghosts and spirits. You will be able to achieve entry-level practice in 49 days.

Before using it, the talisman will be written with a red brush at a certain place, for example, on the stone wall at the entrance of the cave at Lingtai Peak.

Then, as long as they were within a hundred miles, Ji Yuan chanted the mantra, took one step forward, and in the next step arrived in front of the stone wall at the entrance of the Lingtai Peak cave.

It is very magical, but when it is called "shrinking the earth", it is actually a sleight of hand, or in other words, it is a method of moving things around.

There is no such thing as "shrinking the earth" here. You are just being frozen by magic and moved a hundred miles through space in an instant.

This spell has its mysteries, but also has several fatal flaws.

The first is that the talisman must be written in advance, and the limit cannot exceed one hundred miles.

Secondly, it cannot come into contact with dirty things, such as feces, menstrual blood, etc. Otherwise, the mountain ghosts and spirits that are captured will be afraid of the filth and will not be able to show their power, and then the magic will fail.

Third: The weight is limited and cannot exceed the standard.

After Ji Yuan practiced, he reached perfection in just a few years. He found it boring and felt cheated, so he was too lazy to study it in depth.

Just to make it easier to come and go, a transportation talisman was written with a red pen on the rainbow bridge at the entrance of the cave, the Jiugong Temple on the top of Dayan Peak, and the top of Lingtai Peak.

These places are just within a hundred miles.

It is equivalent to establishing a teleportation array.

As long as you make a gesture with your fingers, chant the spell, take one step forward, and in the next step, you will appear out of thin air at the place where the talisman is written.

There is one interesting thing.

This [Moving Talisman], what one secretly prays for while practicing, is actually the true form of the god and demon [Xuanming].

In other words.

This kind of teleportation actually borrows a bit of the power of the Xuanming Avenue.

Now, the Xuanpin Pearl transformed from the Xuanming legacy is still in Ji Yuan's hands.

The core of the so-called reincarnation and immortality method of the second soul is to borrow the unique ability of the Xuanpin Pearl to move and reverse the void.

When the physical body of the second soul Xuanpinzhu is killed, it can move thousands of miles upside down in an instant and be reborn in another place.

The power of the Xuanpin Pearl's movement is undoubtedly a thousand times stronger than this, but the farther it moves, the more uncertain the landing point becomes, so it can be said that the resurrection point is randomly drawn.

The transporting talisman can confirm the location, but the distance is only within a hundred miles. Ji Yuan tried to let the second soul study it.

See if we can combine the essence of this spell with the reversal of the movement of the Xuanpin Pearl.

This Xuanming Avenue, with its ability to move and reverse things, is truly full of mysteries.

Unfortunately, Ji Yuan now has too many things to study and comprehend. In a short period of time, he really does not have the energy to study the great laws of the universe.

"The Xuanwei Sect claims to have 3,600 magical techniques, all of which lead to great principles. But now it seems that they are not exaggerating," Ji Yuan thought secretly.

It did work, but not much.

Like the shrinking technique, the root fixing technique, the sword swallowing technique, the mysterious light illusion technique, the flying feather ten thousand arrows technique, the cloud summoning and rain praying technique that I had learned before, and the beheading immortality technique and the invisibility technique that the old ghost Dayan boasted about.

They are all secret scriptures of the founder of Xuanwei Yujing, which have been derived from them over billions of years, and there are as many as 3,600 kinds in total.

However, the true key to practicing the method and its inheritance are all respectively mastered by the ten major families in the sect. They are regarded as the unique skills and are usually not passed down except to those with the same surname.

Methods like the Gu family's Thunder and Fire Method, the Xue family's Nine Dragons Fire Method, etc. are among the more powerful ones. After they are practiced, their power is mysterious and no less than supernatural powers.

Ordinary disciples, even if they are true disciples, may not be able to learn a few subjects, let alone learn all of them.

Ji Yuan was able to exchange a thousand-year-old elixir for a set of magic spells that included the true secrets and various forbidden spells, and it was also because he was able to become a disciple of the ancestor of the Suo family, one of the ten great families.

Otherwise, for magic spells, let alone one thousand-year-old elixir, there would be no place to exchange even ten or a hundred of them.

It's no wonder, because when he met ordinary disciples, true disciples, and even Taoist Master Miao before, they all relied on their realm to suppress others and self-realized tricks. Their Taoism and magic powers were terrifyingly high, but they were not very good at fighting.

Ten thousand years of cultivation was like paper in front of Ji Yuan.

Probably because those who are not from the ten aristocratic families have no chance to obtain any powerful magic or Taoist skills.

"Erwa, the materials have been delivered to you. Why are you still keeping me around? Am I supposed to keep me for you to make fire?" Yin Yaoer said helplessly.

"Yes." Ji Yuan nodded and pointed at the Bagua stove: "I'm in need of a fire boy. You stay here and make fire for me."

"Bah, your treasure furnace is a rare treasure, why does it need someone to burn it? Don't deceive me. I remembered that I have something important to do, please let me go." Yin Yaoer sneered and didn't believe it at all.

"Stop talking nonsense, Tong'er, go to the Xun position to help the wind, and increase the firepower for me!" Ji Yuan just blasted his head.

Yin Yaoer was prepared and dodged it like a loach. Her Yin family's unique skills also included body movements, which were quite amazing.

"You!" Yin Yaoer avoided the blow on the head, her face flushed, and she stared at him angrily.

She was a daughter of the Yin family, yet Ji Yuan dared to treat her like this, and even called her "child". He simply treated her like a slave!
That's fine.

After all, I was bullied by this hateful second kid a lot when I was a child.

But now, I don’t know how many senior teachers are paying attention to this place.

If she agrees, how ugly will she be? How will she survive in the future?
No, absolutely not!
"kindness?"

"Well, let's go!"

Yin Yaoer stomped her feet hard, and walked angrily to the Bagua furnace five or six steps away. She found the Xun position, used the wind bag to summon wind, and blew it into the furnace.

Facing Ji Yuan, she knew that she could not resist at all.

It will only make you uglier.

The Mirror for Reflecting the Sky stands tall among the clouds, beneath the sacred mountain.

Commandant Yin and other Taoist masters couldn't help laughing when they saw Yin Yaoer fanning herself angrily.

But the others were concerned about the old commander's reputation and no one laughed out loud.

Xue Guangfa had no scruples, twirling his beard and laughing: "It really fits the old saying, brine and tofu, one thing conquers another."

"This little guy has been taken care of by Fu Ji Erwa since he was young." General Yin felt embarrassed and a little angry at first, but then he smiled with relief.

"This can be considered as a kind of fate. It will temper her temper."

At this time, someone was surprised: "Look! As expected, the divine flame of the treasure furnace can even melt the spiritual iron in an instant!" "Yes, Junior Brother Ji said before that the strange fire he cultivated is called Samadhi Fire, right? This is really a divine fire!"

The Xun position is where the wind blows, with flying sand and dust, and it is chilly.

Standing here, not only is the wind and sand blinding and making you dirty, but it is also freezing cold, making you feel chilled.

Yin Yaoer became more and more annoyed. She could only vent her anger on the Bagua furnace. She used all her strength to activate the wind bag.

The rolling gale was like a surging river, but the surface of the Bagua furnace was shining brightly, with endless cloud patterns and lightning scrolls flashing, and the Xun position was like a bottomless pit, sucking in all the wind energy in the sky.

No matter how much wind she brings, the Bagua furnace will absorb that much wind.

Yin Yaoer was furious. The flames in the Bagua furnace were raging like oil cooking in a raging fire. A tiny trace of Samadhi True Fire, with the help of the strong wind, continued to extend, controlling billions of flames and turning into a raging martial fire.

Upon seeing this, Ji Yuan hurriedly picked out the spiritual iron from his bag and swept it with his sleeves.

A hundred pounds of spiritual iron were thrown into the furnace.

The Samadhi True Fire ignited, and in just a moment, the spiritual iron turned completely red.

The so-called spiritual iron.

It refers to the fine iron that has been buried in the mountains and rivers for billions of years, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. After being collected by the sect, it is often forged with magic fire several times until it is no longer afraid of fire.

Then it is slowly ground into shape with water and it can become the prototype of magic tools or weapons such as magic knives and magic swords.

Only in this way, when the magic weapon is trained and sacrificed, it will not be burned by the enemy's magic fire.

Therefore, the first characteristic of magical instruments and magic weapons must be that they are not afraid of water or fire.

The spiritual iron produced by the earth veins and water veins is considered a top-quality material; even if a Qi cultivator uses magic fire to refine it, it would take hundreds or thousands of years for it to be shaken.

But for the fire power of the Bagua furnace today.

This spiritual iron is not good enough at all.

It turned red just by being touched by the fire.

It softened after three or five breaths.

After another seven or eight breaths, it turned directly into black juice.

"Okay, no more wind!" Ji Yuan quickly stopped Yao'er from using the wind bag to fan her, who was panting from exhaustion.

I now have a rough idea of ​​the temperature of the fire in my home.

He then switched to using the fire, slowly smelting the ball of black spiritual iron liquid.

"It's healed so quickly?" Yin Yaoer put away the wind bag, feeling a little exhausted.

Controlling a magical weapon also consumes mental energy, especially when controlling it with all your strength.

"It's not ready yet. Go and crush the pearls and grind them into fine powder."

"Ah! I won't go." Yin Yaoer shook her head firmly.

How could she do such delicate and tiring work?

But facing Ji Yuan's cold gaze, she finally gave in.

He obediently found a stone mill and pounded the spirit pearl into powder one by one.

Although treasures such as Lingzhu are not afraid of fire or water, they are not strong.

Its nature is still brittle, so it can be ground into powder using metal or stone objects.

Depending on the type and properties of the spirit bead, the powder can be used to practice magic, cultivate spirit trees, feed spirit beasts, calm anger, etc.

However, grinding spiritual sand is a delicate job that is extremely time-consuming and laborious.

Ji Yuan used this pearl spirit sand to enhance the toughness of the spirit iron and to engrave forbidden spells.

Looking at Yin Yaoer who was sticking her butt out and grinding the spiritual sand with a grunt in the distance.

Ji Yuan nodded secretly: "It seems that no matter whether it is refining pills or refining weapons, we still need a boy, otherwise who will do these jobs?"

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Yin Yaoer's hands were sore from grinding that she finally managed to grind ten fist-sized, glowing sea water vein spirit beads into a uniform powder.

Only after she passed the brokerage test did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Okay, sit aside and rest." Ji Yuan saw that she was really tired, so he asked her to sit aside and rest.

I won't need anyone's help later.

Yin Yaoer, however, forced herself to cheer up, and sat beside him with her tired body, watching the Bagua furnace with its constantly changing cloud patterns and thunder seals.

Those are all fire techniques, changing and being generated every moment. The Bagua Furnace is as precious as it is innate and extremely mysterious.

She thought viciously in her heart: "Erwa, wait until I comprehend your fire magic, and then I will burn your butt!"

Ji Yuan let her comprehend the fire method and ignored her. He just observed the furnace and gained experience in the art of refining.

The magical iron in the furnace was instantly burned into juice by the strong fire, and then smelted by the low fire for three days and three nights.

Strong fire burns the body, while gentle fire connects the spirit.

In just three days, the hundred kilograms of spiritual iron juice grew from the size of a millstone to the size of a basin, then to the size of a washbasin, and finally, to the size of a bowl.

The color changes from dark and mottled to pure blue.

After being refined by the fire, all the impurities turned into black smoke and ashes, which flew out of the furnace, and the spirituality of the material became more and more apparent.

In the furnace, a glow slowly blooms.

"It seems that all the impurities have been refined." Ji Yuan calmly cast a magical power.

Use the photography method.

He separated the spiritual iron as big as a bowl into one third through the air.

It is shaped into a dark-colored flagpole about a foot long and as thick as a little finger.

Pearl powder is thrown into the furnace, hands are sealed, and the mantra of Fenghou is secretly chanted to worship the wind bag.

White smoke puffed out of the Bagua furnace, and the spirit pearl powder turned into talismans that appeared on the flagpole.

On the dark blue flagpole, countless tiny talismans flashed, and with the magic of the Eight Trigrams on the outside, it absorbed the energy of the changes in the shapes of mountains and rivers, and gathered a cluster of spiritual wonders. In an instant, the merits of thousands of years of sacrifice were compressed into a moment.

Suddenly, the densely packed tiny talismans disappeared into the flagpole.

Ji Yuan sat cross-legged in front of the furnace, casting spells continuously and throwing spiritual silk into the furnace.

Following the previous steps, the civil and military fires are calcined alternately, and then the civil and military fires are overlapped again to refine the form and quality several times.

The spirit pearl powder turned into talismans and were engraved on the banner.

In a blink of an eye.

Eight days passed and it was the ninth day.

The fire in Lingtai Peak is still not extinguished.

The flags had already taken shape in the furnace, with divine light rising several feet into the sky, illuminating an area of ​​hundreds of miles and visible day and night, like the brilliant sun and moon.

"Yao'er, bring me a cup of real water." Ji Yuan sat in front of the Bagua stove for eight whole days without saying a word or moving, but with his eyes slightly closed. At this moment, he suddenly spoke and woke up the drowsy Yin Yao'er.

"okay!"

At this time, under the Divine Mountain, all the Taoist Masters also knew that Ji Yuan was practicing magic tools, and they were afraid that it was a critical moment.

The entire sacred mountain was in complete silence, with everyone staring intently at the scene, looking at it with great anticipation.

A cup of spiritual liquid water was handed to Ji Yuan.

"Open the furnace!" Ji Yuan opened his eyes.

There was a loud bang.

A white light from the furnace flew out dozens of feet high, wrapped in a flag, swaying into the sky.

Ji Yuan used his magical power to capture the white light.

All I saw was a scarlet flag, only about a foot long, four fingers wide and eight fingers long, with cloud patterns and Buddhist script embroidered on the flag. It was bright and shining, with light floating in the air, and could be seen from a thousand miles away.

"Puff!" Ji Yuan took the jade cup, put the spiritual water in his mouth, and sprayed it into the sky.

In an instant, dark clouds gathered in the sky with a rumbling sound, turning into several feet of dark clouds, gathering on top of the scarlet flag.

"Rain is coming!" Ji Yuan twisted his finger.

The rain fell with a whoosh, all of it was real spiritual liquid water, and white smoke rose with a "puff puff", slowly dissipating the high temperature of the flags.

That drop of rain, falling on the ground, caused the grass roots and trees to grow wildly.

But in just a moment, the real water was used up, the wind stopped and the rain stopped.

The wind-calling flag glowed with light, and with a whistling sound, it pierced through the dark clouds and flew into Ji Yuan's hands.

From the flagpole to the banner, everything has turned into a dark color, gray and inconspicuous.

"Magic weapon? Oh my God! You actually mastered it!" Yin Yaoer was startled and ran forward excitedly.

Not only Yin Yaoer, but also the uncles and aunts outside who were observing the every move of the Dayan Cave Spirit Realm with the Sky Mirror, and the Taoist masters, were so excited that they trembled all over when they saw the scene in the mirror.

"Yes!" Ji Yuan nodded, moved his lips slightly, and chanted a spell.

No magic power was used at all.

The magic weapon was like a tonic. The gray and pure surface of the banner was flashing with light, and the light was floating for several feet. When he shook it slightly in his hand, a strong wind blew up in the surrounding mountains and forests.

In an instant, sand and stones flew, and there was a loud rumbling sound, which startled all the birds and beasts.

(End of this chapter)