I use myths to create immortality

Chapter 20: The Wind Bag Contains the Nine Heavens Wind Qi; Lingyin Taoist

Ji Yuan didn't have much luggage, just a few changes of clothes, a Taoist robe, and a centipede beehive bag.

I quickly packed up these things and was preparing to say goodbye to Tang Jiwen.

"Is Master Ji here?" At this moment, a rough voice sounded from outside.

"Someone is looking for you. Could it be the Zhao family?" Tang Jiwen's face tensed slightly.

"No, he's a mortal warrior." Ji Yuan shook his head and pushed the door open to walk out.

In the yard, there stood a strong man with a green scarf on his head, wearing a short gown, exposing his chest and abdomen, and a strong build.

"Excuse me, are you Master Ji?" When the strong man saw Ji Yuan, he bowed quickly.

"I'm Ji Yuan, what's the matter?"

"I am a strongman under the tutelage of Immortal Master Yin Yaoer. Immortal Master Yin sent me here to lead Master Ji to Immortal Master Yin's residence."

"Yin Yaoer?" Ji Yuan frowned slightly.

Since entering the Taoist temple, the two have not seen each other again. After all, one is practicing in the inner courtyard, and the other is a Taoist boy in the miscellaneous courtyard.

Ji Yuan thought that the little evil star of the Yin family had forgotten about him.

What do you want to do by calling me over here?
Could it be that the little evil star has mastered some magic and wants to seek revenge on me?
"She wants to see Ji, what's the matter?"

"That's not what she said. It seems that the old lieutenant sent something and asked her to pass it on to you."

The Li Shi bowed and said, "Master Ji, please follow me."

"She has something to give me?" Ji Yuan thought.

It is estimated that the little evil star does not even know that he has already developed magical powers.

"Then let's go. Lead the way." Ji Yuan finally decided to go.

The Taoist temple is very large, covering an area of ​​more than 140,000 acres; but the area where the Taoist children of the miscellaneous courtyard carry out activities is only the front yard.

The inner courtyard is scattered among the hills in Yuntai Mountain; the buildings are not gathered together.

The monks in the inner courtyard are all those who have cultivated magical powers; the Taoist temple does not restrict their activity area; they can build their own mansions on the mountaintop within thousands of miles of Yuntai Mountain.

Following the green-turbaned strongman, they walked straight out of the Taoist temple, and after wandering around for about half an hour and dozens of miles, they finally arrived at a bamboo forest in the back mountain.

On top of the bamboo forest and mountains that cover a radius of hundreds of miles, there is only a quiet courtyard covering several acres; the plaque reads "Youlan Garden", and there are three entrances and four exits inside. The core is where Yin Yaoer practices; outside is the place where some boys and strong men live.

As soon as I arrived at Youlan Garden, I saw a teenage boy in brown clothes, dressed like a servant, tied with hemp rope to a wooden stake in the open space outside.

Yin Yaoer was wearing a plain brocade gauze dress, holding a whip in her hand, cursing and beating the young man in brown with the whip.

The young man's forehead was covered with sweat from the pain, but he dared not make a sound. He gritted his teeth and let the whip hit his body and face, leaving blood marks.

"What's wrong with him? Did he do something wrong?" Ji Yuan couldn't help but ask.

"He is a servant sent from the mountain to serve the immortal master. He is smart and hardworking, and has not done anything wrong. But the immortal master Yin has always had this temper. Every day when he is in a bad mood, he always whips us to vent his anger..." The strong man said in a low voice with a bitter look on his face.

"We dared not say it hurt, let alone make a sound. If we did, she would whip us even harder."

Seeing this, Ji Yuan walked up quickly and grabbed the whip that Yin Yaoer was waving.

"Ji Erwa! I'm teaching my servant a lesson, why do you care about me?" Yin Yaoer raised her head and asked.

"What's the matter with you calling me here? Tell me." Ji Yuan didn't give her a good look.

"Haha, I am an immortal master now; how dare you, a mere Taoist child, speak to me like that!"

Yin Yaoer pointed at Ji Yuan with a sinister smile on her face. "Someone, hang this guy up for me! This immortal master is going to teach this disobedient Taoist boy a lesson."

"This..." Upon hearing this, the seven or eight strong men and the Yin family servants who were serving around all looked hesitant.

They didn't know that Ji Yuan had already cultivated magical powers.

But Ji Yuan is a Taoist boy from Yuntai Temple. His status is not as high as that of an immortal master, but he is a serious member of Xuanwei Sect.

His status is far above that of ordinary strongmen and servants of the Yin family.

After all, the so-called strong men are just some strong mortals selected from the mortal world by the Taoist temple to serve as servants of the Taoist temple.

How dare they do that?

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and take this guy down for me."

"Master Ji, we are sorry for the offense." The strong men dared not disobey, and they apologized and stepped forward.

"Enough!" Ji Yuan's face turned cold and he reached out to grab Yin Yaoer's collar.

Yin Yaoer still wanted to dodge, but her mediocre skills were useless in front of Ji Yuan. She was grabbed by the collar and lifted into the air.

"You! You bastard, let me go!!"

"What do you want from me? Tell me." Ji Yuan's face darkened, and a trace of mysterious aura on his body turned into an invisible pressure that spread over the surrounding area for dozens of feet.

Yin Yaoer, the strong men, and the servants all had slightly changed expressions.

This is the aura and pressure of the immortals who have cultivated magical powers!
"Huh? I didn't expect that you have already cultivated magical powers? How did you do it?" Yin Yaoer reacted, her face full of surprise.

Seeing that Ji Yuan didn't answer, she waved her arms and said, "Put me down first, and I'll tell you why I called you here."

"Don't play tricks. Your grandfather isn't here to protect you. If you piss me off, I'll strip you naked, hang you on a treetop, and whip you in front of thousands of people in the Taoist temple. Do you believe me?"

"I believe it, I believe it, I believe it!" Yin Yaoer was so scared that her face turned pale and she nodded repeatedly.

"Hmph!" Ji Yuan threw her to the ground.

"Come with me!" Yin Yaoer rubbed her butt and walked towards the garden.

Ji Yuan raised his foot and followed.

This courtyard covers an area of ​​several acres, with pavilions, towers, flower beds and waterside pavilions. After passing through two gates, one arrives at the backyard room where Yin Yao rests.

Yin Yaoer asked Ji Yuan to wait outside. After a while, she took out a brocade box from the house, ran out quickly, and handed it to Ji Yuan like presenting a treasure.

"This is what my grandfather asked Taoist Lingxuan to bring up the mountain to me and give it to you." Yin Yaoer raised her head proudly.

Ji Yuan opened the brocade box, and wisps of familiar energy poured out; his face changed slightly: "Blood Spirit Fat?"

In the box, there was a piece of blood spirit fat.

"Yes, but I didn't expect that you could cultivate magic power so quickly. It seems that you can't use the blood spirit fat that our Yin family prepared for you..." Yin Yaoer looked at him with a click of the tongue.

Ji Yuan closed the brocade box, his face uncertain. He didn't believe that the Yin family would pay so much for him for no reason, or just to let him take care of Yin Yaoer.

A piece of blood spirit fat is enough to allow a person to enter Taoism and increase his lifespan by a thousand years.

What exactly are they eyeing?
"Do you still want this blood spirit fat?" Yin Yaoer asked.

"Yes, it's a free gift, why not take it? Besides, I'm afraid I won't be able to refuse it." Ji Yuan sneered and put the blood spirit fat into his sleeve.

This thing is of no use to him anymore, so he should not waste it.

He planned to take this piece of blood spirit fat to someone he trusted and exchange it for some spiritual objects.

For example, give it to Tang Jiwen and exchange some spiritual objects and magical materials from the Tang family.

The cultivation system in this world seems to be very primitive and simple. It does not have the situation described in the cultivation novels in the previous life where everyone has a "storage bag".

Treasures that can be shrunk into the Qiankun bag are extremely precious.

Probably because it can contain Qiankun Jie Zi, it can often collect people, things, and even collect people's weapons and magic tools from a distance; it is already a powerful treasure.

However, "Lingxuan Guizhi" said that some advanced cultivators would kill monsters, use their skins and furs to make magic bags that could block the light of the treasure, and that was all.

"This is not given to you for free. From now on, you will live in Youlan Garden and practice with me. If I tell you to go east, you cannot go west. If I tell you to chase a dog, you cannot catch a chicken..." Yin Yaoer shook her head and spoke in a series of little words.

"Bang" Before he could finish his words, Ji Yuan hit him on the head.

"It hurts, you! Why did you hit me?"

"You can live in Youlan Garden. I'm worried that I don't have a place to practice. But I'm not your servant. I'm only responsible for protecting your safety."

After cultivating magical powers, one can choose a hilltop to build a cave residence or villa; but Ji Yuan has no family power, and cannot afford to support strong men and children, nor does he have time to wait for the cave residence to be built.

"Also, from now on, you cannot leave Youlan Garden without my permission. You cannot whip others at will, and you cannot cause trouble for me."

"Especially, you must not offend those who have mastered magical powers."

“What the hell? Am I the master or are you? You dog slave...ah!! No no, I give in..." Before Yin Yaoer could finish her words, she was lifted into the air by Ji Yuan.

Although she had already cultivated magical powers, and even with the huge resources poured into her by the Yin family, she had already cultivated magical powers for no less than a hundred years at such a young age.

But she doesn't know any magic, and only knows some simple martial arts. She can bully ordinary people, but Ji Yuan handles her like a chicken.

Ji Yuan has mastered the mysterious skills of gods and demons; his energy and blood are like dragons and tigers, and he has tremendous power.

Both Qing Si and Yin Kaishan had said that ordinary Qi cultivators, relying solely on physical martial arts and weapons, were no match for him.

"Yao'er, take your men to clean a quiet room for me. I need to go into seclusion to study Taoism." Ji Yuan threw her aside lightly, speaking as if he was instructing his own servants.

"you!"

"Hmm..." Ji Yuan's voice was slightly deep.

"Just go, huh!"

……

Sitting cross-legged in a dark and quiet room several meters wide, Ji Yuan took out the jade slip.

He placed the jade slip on his forehead and used the magic power within his body to explore it; a picture containing information and a piece of tiny handwriting appeared in his mind.

It was a piece of tiny handwriting, all written in Tadpole script; it was a specific method of cultivation temporarily described by Linghe Zhenren, as well as Linghe Zhenren's understanding of this magic.

"So that's how it is; it's called magic, but it's actually the art of drawing talismans." After Ji Yuan read it, he understood.

Immortals are one with Tao; the so-called talismans are the fundamental rules for the operation of heaven and earth that immortals separated from Tao.

After the Taoist had comprehended the truth, he used his magic power to copy it onto talisman paper, iron sheets, bamboo pieces, and jade pieces. He then used magic to stimulate it, thus forming a magic spell.

When one reaches a high level of skill, one will no longer need to rely on talisman paper or anything else, and can directly draw talismans in the air, or cultivate the talismans into magic seeds, and refine them into the soul, then they can be completed in an instant, and the power will become even greater.

At this moment, the true form of the talisman came out from the jade slip and appeared in Ji Yuan's mind.

The talisman was extremely obscure and mysterious; it even kept changing its shape. It was the original image of the talisman passed down by the immortals that was copied by Linghe Zhenren.

The fundamental view is not real and is even extremely difficult to comprehend.

“Huh? Isn’t this…” Ji Yuan caught a glimpse of the talisman’s true form and suddenly opened his eyes in surprise.

This so-called Great Dao Talisman is surprisingly similar to the fundamental talismans used to sacrifice some magic weapons in the [Mythological Atlas] in my mind.

"So that's how it is, so that's how it is..." Ji Yuan's eyes flashed with enlightenment.

The so-called magic weapons are actually the manifestation of fundamental laws, and are no different from talismans and supernatural powers. Magic weapons and instruments are the basis of supernatural powers; or in other words, they are the carriers of supernatural powers.

“The True Talisman for summoning clouds and praying for rain…” Ji Yuan slightly closed his eyes. In his mind, based on his understanding of Linghe Zhenren’s records, he continued to comprehend the [True Talisman for summoning clouds and praying for rain].

In the atlas in his mind, wisps of spiritual light flowed, and he borrowed the immortal talisman to absorb infinite information between heaven and earth, and merged them into one, constantly changing the spells and prohibitions. The images that were previously unclear and could not be comprehended at all gradually became clearer.

Suddenly, it turned into a talisman and a diagram of the refining of magic weapons, and appeared on the mythological diagram.

This time, Ji Yuan finally saw it clearly; it was still a magic weapon in the shape of a leather bag; but what came out of the pocket was not an endless stream of insects and demons, but a 4-way wind, called: [Wind Bag].

"The technique of refining the wind bag?" Ji Yuan was pleasantly surprised.

[Wind Bag]: In the ancient mythology of the previous life, the leather bag of the God of Wind holds the wind energy of the nine heavens, namely the east surging wind, the south fragrant wind, the west gale, the north cold wind, the southeast long wind, the southwest hurricane wind, the northwest severe wind and the sky wind above.

"But where should I find this exotic beast skin?" Ji Yuan frowned slightly.

To refine magic weapons, rare materials are needed; to practice this wind bag, the skin and fur of exotic animals are also needed.

"boom!"

At this moment, there was a loud noise outside like a house collapsing.

Suddenly, a thunderous shout came out: "Tell that Ji guy to get out here!"

Immediately afterwards, there were the screams and wails of the wrestlers.

Ji Yuan stood up and walked out of the quiet room, and saw that half of the houses in Youlan Courtyard had collapsed. Seven or eight strong men were rolling on the open space outside, and Yin Yaoer was hanging in the air.

Zhao Shen was leading a strange beast with a red beard that looked like a camel, on which sat a young man with a white face and pointed eyebrows, who was wearing a bright red robe, armor lining, and had his hair tied up with a jade hairpin.

The powerful aura spread out over an area of ​​dozens of miles, and the breeze was mighty.

Ji Yuan's pupils shrank slightly.

"It's him! Uncle Thirteen, he is Ji Yuan!" Zhao Shen pointed at Ji Yuan and shouted in a shrill voice.

(End of this chapter)