I use myths to create immortality

Chapter 87 86: Disaster, Golden Silkworm Gu, Heavenly Needle
Even if one is a profound or Taoist cultivator, he will not be able to capture any of Ji Yuan's energy unless he is within ten miles of Ji Yuan.

This image was created based on the rumors within the religion.

Chicken claw-like fingers took out the leather bag and twisted it open.

The sound of flapping wings rang out, like the sound of metal rubbing against each other, and fist-sized centipedes came out of the pocket one by one. In an instant, they were densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, and there were countless of them.

This centipede bee bag has collected tens of thousands of mantis scorpions in the spiritual realm. They are all exotic insects with extremely good qualifications.

These days, Jing Yuan fed them some unused elixirs, and the mantis scorpions devoured each other, and actually trained 48,000 centipede wasps in one breath.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed a bit of the remaining energy from the wind.

“Hehehe! Come on, the poisonous golden silkworm Gu!” Ji Yuan laughed fiercely, and the dense swarm of centipedes and bees turned into a tornado, wrapped around his short and ugly figure, and flew away through the air with the wind.

Rumor has it within the sect that the founder of the Central and Southern Demon Sect, the Green Robe Patriarch, has a million demon soldiers under his command, known as the Golden Silkworm Gu, which is invulnerable to swords and spears, and difficult to be harmed by wind and thunder. No matter whether they are human or immortal, if they are bitten on the skin, they will die wailing and bleeding in a minute or three.

Black smoke billowed all over the sky, and the sound could be heard from hundreds of miles away. He looked like a giant in the demonic world, and there was no trace of the aura of an immortal at all.

The reason why.

He wanted to take advantage of the fact that the calamity was gradually building up and that the secrets of heaven were obscured.

The intention is to seize all the merit points from Lingmiao and Lingche.

This is also the real reason why he and Chen Hai want to go their separate ways.

Why did he dare to be so reckless? Wasn't he afraid of being predicted by the masters?

In fact, since Ji Yuan entered the Sutra Repository and read tens of thousands of scriptures, he has learned many secrets of heaven and earth.

The Taoist scriptures say: There is a disaster every five hundred years, a kalpa every three thousand years, a great kalpa every twelve thousand years, a heavy kalpa every twelve hundred years, and twelve revolutions every ten years.

And starting from this year's Jiachen year, this end will begin, which is exactly the period of great catastrophe as mentioned in Taoist scriptures.

The great catastrophe of a thousand years does not last a thousand years, but refers to the great catastrophe at the end of a Yuan Dynasty; that is, the last twelve thousand years or so of a Yuan Dynasty of twelve hundred thousand years.

Whenever a catastrophe occurs, the destiny is always unclear. Even if one is an immortal saint, he cannot make accurate calculations without accurate information and detailed media.

What’s more, there are those great Taoist masters in the religion.

Ordinary Qi Refiners have no idea what is going on. When faced with a calamity, they are confused and choose a dead end.

Therefore, since the year of Jiachen, and even since more than ten years ago, when the great calamity of Xinhui had not yet arrived, Ling Che and others had already begun to act recklessly and dared to rob and kill their fellow disciples outside the sect.

Qigong practitioners steal the essence of heaven and earth, only borrowing and never returning. The heaven, earth and universe are overwhelmed and must return to their origin from the catastrophe.

The leader has been gambling for eternity, hoping to transcend the infinite universe and to control the fate of time and space, and to achieve this through catastrophe.

The powerful and wealthy are greedy and murderous, class structures are rigidified, the people are overwhelmed, and chaos is gradually arising. We must put an end to this disaster and dare to change the world into a new one.

The Qigong practitioners in the Three Mountains and Five Peaks have been harboring grudges against each other for a long time. Normally, they fear the fate and dare not speak out. But now they have to settle their debts with each other.

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Chen Hai was alone. He did not take the main road, but walked into the mountains with a sword. After walking for thousands of miles through the uninhabited bamboo forest, he came out of Caizhu Ridge.

We had already reached the territory of Beiyang State, and then we got on the main road. Although it was called a main road, it was actually a jungle trail that went around the mountains and ridges.

After traveling for half a day, it was already dark when we saw a dilapidated official post station about seven or eight miles ahead.

The dilapidated post station was brightly lit in the twilight.

There were shadowy figures among them.

"Huh?" Chen Hai didn't dare to show his head and quickly crouched in the bushes.

After a long time, loud laughter was heard coming from the dilapidated inn.

It was seven or eight miles away and Chen Hai couldn't see clearly, so he quietly groped his way forward along the grass.

After a while, they were only a mile away from the ruined post station. Chen Hai held his breath, concentrated his mind, and listened attentively.

In the post station, women's screams were heard like a wave, with continuous complaints and cries, and there was more than one woman.

There was also the laughter of men and the sound of flesh colliding, which reached Chen Hai's ears very clearly in the quiet night.

"Not a robber!" Chen Hai's heart sank slightly.

There is magical power in the broken post station.

And it is a mysterious magical power.

"Fortunately, I didn't fly away directly just now, otherwise I would have alarmed them." Chen Hai sweated.

The group of people in the post station were obviously absorbed in their work, and since Chen Hai was walking instead of flying, there was no fluctuation of magic power, so he was not noticed.

Only a few miles away.

The breathing and talking sounds in the inn could be heard by Chen Hai's sensitive ears.

Judging from the sound of their breathing, there were no less than forty men and women.

There were about twenty-four men breathing heavily, all of them were monks.

There were about twenty-five women dressed in delicate clothes.

One of them, who was called "Senior Brother Dong" by the others, actually asked for two.

But there was a 'Senior Brother Wu Yin' in another room, tearing meat and eating it by himself, and even the slightest chewing sound could not be hidden from Chen Hai's ears.

"It's indeed Master Wuyin and the others! Senior Brother Dong? I'm afraid it must be the Master of Mingshu Peak, Dong Lingshan!" Chen Hai thought to himself.

He was not panicking.

Because Ji Yuan gave him the Soaring Cloud Talisman before he left, so he could escape without any problems with it. "It seems that Ling Che and the other two masters are not here. The only masters left are Master Wu Yin and Dong Lingshan from Mingshu Peak!"

After listening for a while, because the people inside were doing it fiercely and Chen Hai held his breath and did not use any magic, his energy was not leaked and the people inside did not notice it at all.

Instead, Chen Hai was able to figure out the truth from the vague conversation.

It turned out that this broken-down post station was the hideout of Ling Che and his gang; these people successfully ambushed Ling Miao during the day and killed ten monks, so they went to buy some beautiful women and came to the post station to hold a grand meeting to celebrate their success.

As for Ling Che and the other two peak masters, they were not like this group of people who went astray and acted like demons.

Just spread out and search for the whereabouts of Ji Yuan and Chen Hai. Once you find out, send a letter and gather everyone to eliminate Ji Yuan and Chen Hai together.

"It seems that Ling Che and his men will not come back tonight. In this case, we might as well give them a try. If it doesn't work, we can just run away."

After making the decision, Chen Hai moved slowly and quietly arrived at the entrance of the post station.

Inside the hundred-foot-long hall, there was a sea of ​​white flesh, completely naked.

Dozens of people gathering together to have sex are really good at having fun.

Among them, the one with the highest magical power is the red-haired and green-faced Dong Lingshan, who can control two women alone. His magical power is nearly 500 years.

The rest have practiced for as much as 200 years, and as little as just over 20 years.

Chen Hai took a look, and before the other cultivators noticed, Dong Lingshan and Master Wu Yin, who was eating meat in the side room, noticed first: "How brave!"

Dong Lingshan stood up suddenly, regardless of being naked, his whole body surging with magical power, and his aura spread over dozens of miles; he touched the red hair on the head with his big hand, waved his hand, and a red light shot out in all directions.

This is Dong Lingshan’s famous spell [Sky Needle].

In terms of viciousness, it is even worse than the blood-poisoning poison of the Spirit.

These sky-high needles are as fine as thousands of cow hairs, scattered all over the sky, invisible to the naked eye, and can cover dozens of miles.

Once hit by this needle, it will immediately penetrate through the pores, enter the lungs through the gaps, and penetrate into the heart meridians.

At this time, even if you are a "moral immortal" or a "virtuous saint", you will not be able to control yourself and will fall to the ground wailing and scratching your skin to death.

But he couldn't grab the Tianmang Needle at all.

These needles won't kill people, but they can make people lose control of their life and death. Moreover, there are hundreds of thousands of them at a time. If you get hit, even if it's just a little bit, you'll have seven or eight hundred needles on your body.

If you are hit by a Tianmang needle, there is no way to get rid of it even if you escape. Each of these needles has been cultivated with magic for hundreds of years, like a flying sword, and can be controlled by Dong Lingshan through the air.

Even if you run billions of miles away and are cut off from any magical connection, the needle will still be alive and will attack you on a regular basis every month or even every day, causing you excruciating pain.

Therefore, in terms of viciousness, it is known as the number one method among the 3,600 mysterious methods; it is also one of the ten great factions of true transmission and one of the great magical powers inherited by the Dong family.

"Swoosh!" The sword light wrapped around his body, and Chen Hai penetrated a ray of light, instantly penetrating the wall.

He didn't know how powerful the needle was.

But his unity with the sword is extremely magical. Not only is it extremely sharp, but he also has the sword energy to protect him.

Unless it is an extremely powerful attack, once it gets close, it will be weakened by the sharp sword energy.

The attack power of this Tianmang needle is not very strong. In addition, although Dong Lingshan was born with a different body and inherited his ancestral magical powers, they are not profound.

Although he only acquired 40% to 50% of this magical power, he was regarded as one of the top geniuses in the inner sect of Xuanwei.

"Puff, puff!" The sword light shuttled back and forth, and invisible sparks were created. It was the needles that were invisible to the naked eye that were pierced by the sword light.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this!" Dong Lingshan was extremely surprised.

The sword light was so fast that the other monks who were still abusing the women had no time to react before they were swept away by the sword light.

Instantly, a puff of blood mist appeared. Wherever the sword light passed, more than a dozen monks didn't even have time to scream before their chests were pierced by the sword light that was dozens of feet long, and they died on the spot.

"How dare you!" Master Wuyin walked out of the room and pulled out five black flags engraved with silver talismans.

Like five meters long black lights rising in the air.

Five black flags were spinning in the air. Wherever they passed, roof beams collapsed and tiles flew everywhere. They flew out of the post station in five directions and stuck into the ground. Suddenly, black light illuminated an area of ​​more than a hundred miles.

Lines of black air as thick as human waists stretched out for thousands of feet, grabbing the ten-foot-long slender sword light from within.

"Puchi puff" the sword light was sharp, leaving no obstruction wherever it passed, and cut off the black air in one go.

Faint screams like ghosts and wolves howling could be heard from the black air.

"What! Even senior brother's Five Ghost Flags can't take down this guy!" Dong Lingshan and other cultivators gathered together to carefully guard against the sword attacks, and were terrified at this moment.

The Five Ghost Flags are the famous magic weapon of Master Wu Yin and the highest achievement of his life. It restrains five ghosts and he also set up an altar and set up flags to offer sacrifices for a period of sixty years, which is called the 'Five White Bone Gods and Demons'.

He is good at imprisoning people within dozens of miles, capturing people and taking objects, and even moving things through the air. His skills are extremely magical.

Based on this, Master Wuyin was hailed as the number one master of the evil ways in Central and South China [between Taiyue Ridge, Zhaoyue Ridge, and Kanyuan Lake, on the southern foot of Zhongzhou].

Although from now on there is no hope of inheriting the throne.

But he is also one of the top 72 masters of the Xuanwei Sect.

Before he refined the magic weapon, his strength was much weaker than Ling Miao's.

After this magic weapon was refined, everyone who had seen it knew that this person's strength had far surpassed that before the magic weapon was refined.

Therefore, when they saw that even the Five Ghost Flags of the number one expert of the Central and Southern Evil Sect could not block the sword light, everyone including Dong Lingshan were a little stunned and frightened.

"How dare a tiny pearl compete with the bright moon?" Master Wu Yin sneered. Seeing the sword light advancing layer by layer, he was not panicked at all.

Sorry everyone, the update is late again, one hour late. Tomorrow, it will be updated at exactly twelve o'clock tomorrow.

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