I use myths to create immortality

Chapter 98: 97: The Treasure Scroll of Heavenly Books; Ling Che's Speculations; Fairy Yuying Yin Wensu [Two Chapters in One]

Classical Scriptures Hall; Quiet Room in Yuanchen Tower; Ji Yuan is checking his merit points while twisting his identity jade token.

Together with the more than 6 million plundered previously, the total merit is currently more than 17 million.

Ji Yuan couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart: "Eleven million points; the Xue family is really rich."

The Xue family is deeply rooted; their wealth may be greater than that of the entire Kunwu Mountains put together.

For a poor person, this little bit of merit is something he or she could never earn in a lifetime.

But for a family like the Xue family, which has thousands of years of savings, it is a drop in the bucket. The rewards given to servants inside and outside the family in a year may be more than this amount.

However, even so, Xue Lingche would definitely report to Kunwu and would not give up. He would certainly search the entire sect.

It was just that when the incident happened, Ji Yuan was using his second incarnation of the soul; he had been reporting to the chief of the Sutra Repository.

No one would suspect him.

As for these additional merits.

For those who hold official positions in the church, this is very normal. No one will and no one dares to get to the bottom of it.

Because the Taiyi Huntianyi is not opened; no one knows whether this is black money.

If so, a lot of people might be implicated, including deacons, elders, and abbots. They would protect each other and form cliques for personal gain. Their power is so great that it could be fatal.

After all, how could a small deacon dare to embezzle so much? He also had no ability to commit so many crimes. This was simply what the leader had asked this small deacon to do.

Everyone in Kunwu knew that if one held a position as an official in the sect, one would not be promoted or even keep his position unless he did some bad things and had some connections.

You must give your leaders some leverage so that the elders and leaders will feel comfortable promoting you and consider you their own family.

It was a low-paying office in the Classics Palace, where there wasn't much money to be made, so it was a bit better; even so, Ji Yuan only earned a little over 26,000 yuan a month.

It would cost more than 6,000 yuan to treat colleagues and elders to tea.

But I have read most of the books I can, so it doesn’t matter whether I take the position of deacon in the Classics Hall or not.

Ji Yuan put away the token.

The merit point thing was just a small matter; he basically didn't take it to heart.

If it weren't for the critical moment in refining the sacred bronze, it would be fine for Ji Yuan to participate in a Nanli Dharma Assembly and competition.

The reason for not going is not to keep a low profile and hide one's strength.

For Ji Yuan, who has magical powers, he can basically release and retract.

If you want to hide your abilities, you might be able to get into the top 200 just by relying on your martial arts skills.

If you really meet an expert, and use just a little bit of your magical powers, your peers will basically be unable to fight back unless they have magical powers, magical weapons, or extremely profound attainments in magic.

If necessary, Ji Yuan still wants to show his strength.

Always sneaking around; seems petty.

The main thing is to refine the sacred copper until the critical moment; if I go to the training ground, I am afraid I will have no time to practice the spiritual treasure.

Furthermore, the competition lasted for more than a month, just to compete for one spot.

It would be good if you could spend half a day and solve the problem directly by plundering.

“But we still have to compete after all.” Ji Yuan thought to himself, feeling a little excited.

During the true transmission conference, all disciples who are interested in receiving the true transmission can attend the true transmission conference.

At that time, we will compare weapons, martial arts, fighting techniques, character, knowledge, Taoism, magic power and understanding.

They even engage in debates to sort out their own theories of practice.

This will be a rare grand gathering and large-scale event among Qi Refiners once in thousands of years.

Full of fun and competition.

What Ji Yuan was most interested in were competitions regarding Taoism, calculating the mysteries of heaven, discussing Taoism, and comprehension.

Because this kind of competition is largely a matter of chance.

To calculate the secrets of destiny, there are specific techniques and tools.

The Taoists use various instruments to deduce the secrets of heaven, such as divination sticks, counting rods, yarrow, holy grails, and flowing beads.

There are also various methods such as Dou Shu, Feng Zhan, Shu Shu, Xiu Gua, and Divination.

This level of true method is extremely precious and mysterious, and it is difficult to access under normal circumstances.

Ji Yuan is now able to predict the future using a method he has discovered on his own, all relying on the power of his soul.

Compared with these methods of deducing the secrets of heaven, there is a world of difference between them.

Just like wind divination.

After practicing, you can sense things and know them in advance.

It is like when you are looking at a flower and suddenly a leaf falls off; you will immediately feel a sense of it in your heart; you will know that someone is plotting against you and that you are about to suffer a disaster, and you should know how to avoid it.

Just like when you are walking and suddenly a toad jumps out on the road, if you know what to do, you will become rich and have good things happen to you.

Another example is observing people; if you see Chen Hai suddenly stumble or spill a drop of wine, you can know that he is going to be unlucky or something is going to happen.

All disasters, causes and effects, and destinies have their foreshadowings. This means that one can understand the causes and effects from the foreshadowings and find ways to reverse them.

This kind of wind divination, also known as the wind-climate method, is a method used by ancient Qigong practitioners to avoid death, prolong life, avoid the three disasters, avoid the eight difficulties, and live forever.

It may not be as clear as the deduction of the soul.

But there is one advantage: it can prevent disasters from obscuring the secrets of heaven, and it is a method of identifying the direction from disasters.

It is the real way to avoid disasters and calamities.

You must practice longevity; once you enter the Tao, you will seize the creation of heaven and earth, and penetrate the mysteries of the sun and the moon. You will be extraordinary and live forever, so you will be envied by all things in heaven and earth.

There are disasters at every step and calamities everywhere; there is no corresponding method to avoid disasters and calamities; there is no opportunity to cultivate and attain the higher level at all.

Maybe he was practicing right away when there was a battle between powerful people nearby, and he was affected and instantly turned into ashes.

But it is said that during the Dharma Assembly, there will be teachers who are experts in numerology who will present and teach this art.

Then, they will assess who can quickly comprehend and accurately determine one's comprehension, level of cultivation, etc. It is a rare opportunity to come into contact with this profound secret technique.

As for the Nanli Dharma Assembly, its scale is not even one or two percent of the Zhenchuan Dharma Assembly.

It's just a warm-up.

Even so, the peaks have become bustling these days; many disciples who were on missions outside have returned.

Ji Yuan sat cross-legged, and a stream of light flew out from the treasure bag.

It turned into a congenital divine copper that was about ten feet long, as thick as a human waist, and was bright yellow all over, with purple air surrounding it.

The golden light is shining and the streamer is glittering, illuminating the dark and quiet room, as if the universe has just been opened, and all kinds of mysterious scenes are evolving.

Take a closer look.

Countless bright red sesame-sized dots were moving around on the divine copper.

Like countless ants crawling on the divine bronze.

Only by looking closely can you see that those small crimson dots are actually some kind of seal script.

As thin as a fly head; it carries the supreme mystery of ancient and modern times; like a living being, it constantly changes, wanders, and emerges on the divine bronze.

They can even be combined into scriptures, spells, secret techniques, and the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

At every moment, these seal characters absorb the mysteries of heaven, earth and the universe from all around, causing them to change and recombine endlessly.

Like a heavenly book; a book from heaven.

Or maybe this is the Book of Heaven.

These seal characters are not any kind of writing system in this world, and have never even been circulated or appeared in this world.

Because this is part of the [Eight Trigrams Furnace] ritual, which contains more than three thousand Great Dao talismans.

It is not red writing, nor is it jade writing, nor is it insect script, nor is it bird seal script.

The Eight Trigrams Furnace Treasure Taboo is so profound that even if one studies it for a lifetime, one may not be able to decipher even a little bit of it.

Ji Yuan was also puzzled and had not comprehended even a little bit of it.

It's just a copycat; while the sacred copper is being smelted, the Samadhi Fire is naturally imprinted on the sacred copper.

Each Great Dao Talisman has more than 120,000 forms.

More than 3,600 true talismans can be changed and combined at will, creating countless forms.

It seems as if there are millions of talismans and characters on this divine copper.

Even so, only half of the true talisman was imprinted; there were still more than a thousand great truth talismans that had not yet truly fallen into the divine bronze.

“It is extremely mysterious and contains all the supreme truth!” Ji Yuan was dazzled by what he saw.

In his eyes, dense and tiny seal characters flashed by; supreme and wonderful principles flashed through them; he tried to analyze these mysteries.

But it's like fishing for the moon in water or looking at flowers in the fog.

Because these heavenly books and scriptures are undergoing thousands of changes every moment.

Just like the endless road; the surging waves of water; it keeps moving.

Ji Yuan is among them.

I saw the Fire Stinging Method, Heart Fire Method, Fire Eating Method, Fire Bathing Method, Fire Crow Method, Fire Escape Method ~ Repairing the Sky and Bathing the Sun.

She transformed into a goddess and used the Eight Trigrams furnace to refine stones to repair the sky.

Transform into the Dharmakāya; transform a person into a Buddha.

There are also kicking the sky and digging wells, making balls, boiling lead, refining gold, boiling stones, and cooking elixirs...

It is like a treasure containing infinite magical arts, waiting to be comprehended and developed step by step.

The Tao of Laojun, and even, to re-prove the Tao of Laojun and obtain the mysterious Tao fruit, is within it.

In the myths and legends of previous lives, Shi, Yuan and Xuan were the supreme fruits of the Tao as one body.

Xuan refers to the sensitive spirit, Yuan refers to the vague air, and Shi refers to the essence of blood and flesh.

Also known as the Three Pure Ones.

Everyone has it, and everyone is it.

“Only when the faces are intertwined and the life is strong can one plant the golden lotus within the fire; when one gathers the five elements and uses them in reverse order, one will become a Buddha or an immortal when merit is reached.” Ji Yuan muttered to himself and gained some new insights.

Buddha, immortal; of course, refers to the Hunyuan Daoguo.

"It's still a long way to go; but my Bagua Furnace will definitely be completed; the time is not far away." After a long time, Ji Yuan's eyes regained clarity.

The Bagua furnace will surely become a magic weapon.

And it will be the most supreme among all the magic weapons.

Looking through all the spiritual lights in the [Mythological Atlas], the Bagua Furnace is one of the three or five most prominent and truly supreme treasures.

With these true talismans, the mystery and energy contained in the divine copper have been fully revealed.

The divine copper has been refined halfway.

As long as you keep practicing hard, success will be near.

The eyes, ears, mouth and nose are in the samadhi of gathering together, and flames are bursting out, as if holding the sacred fire.

The deep red flames were like dragons and snakes, wrapping around the divine copper as it was smelted.

Inside the quiet room, there was a constant 'sizzling' sound.

……

Go to Xuanfeng.

Ling Che, who was carried back, had numb eyes and lay on the couch.

“Senior Brother! Young Master…” The young man in brown clothes, Lao Ba, had a sad face.

Xue Lingche was wrapped in bandages, with his hands and feet tied with wooden boards, like a mummy.

His eyes were dull as he stared at the beams, motionless, like a piece of wood, and totally ignored everything.

“Eh…” Lao Ba sighed, holding a bowl of soup, squatting beside the bed, and blowing the soup spoon carefully.

Pry open Xue Lingche's mouth and feed him.

The boiled fish soup flowed down Lingche's chin.

Lao Ba quickly put down the bowl of soup, and with both hands he pried open Lingche's chin and upper jaw, and closed them twice, allowing him to swallow.

Outside the hall, hurried footsteps were heard: "How is Fourth Brother?"

Soon, a beautiful girl in yellow clothes walked in.

"Senior Sister Lingjue!" Lao Ba quickly bowed and saluted.

It was Xue Lingjue who had been robbed by Ji Yuan.

Ji Yuan was very conscientious and returned her "big toy" to her.

Ling Jue saw Ling Che lying on the bed like a dead person, with tension and worry flashing in his eyes.

After all, they are cousins ​​and playmates who grew up together.

Ling Jue heaved a sigh of relief until he sensed that Xue Lingche's breathing had stabilized and he was as strong as ever.

There was a hint of smile in his eyes again, and he was almost about to burst out laughing.

"Senior brother is like this after returning. No matter how we call him, he won't wake up. He looks like dementia." Lao Ba was worried and nervous.

He also grew up with the young master. Every time the young master did something bad, he would charge into battle and take the beatings for him. The young master even said, "Old Eight, you will be my brother from now on!"

"No, I don't want to be the young master's brother!"

"Huh? Why?"

"I want to be the young master's lackey, the young master's dog!" Lao Ba once said.

All these things are still before our eyes.

Because others called him a lackey; but the young master treated him as a brother and even took him to Kunwu to practice Taoism.

Lao Ba looked at Ling Che and sighed: "He can't even swallow water now."

I was originally looking forward to my senior brother coming back, rewarding him with a thousand points, and then going to play with the beautiful junior sister I had been thinking about for a long time.

One hundred merits each time, one thousand merits, is enough for Lao Ba to play until he wants to vomit.

But now, not only is the young master like this, but his plan to find a female junior sister has also fallen through.

"Well... I think he was successful at a young age and had never encountered any setbacks. But now he suffered a sudden setback and was heartbroken for a while." Ling Jue said, stroking his chin with his slender fingers.

"Ah! What should we do? Should we find two junior sisters to congratulate our senior brother!" Lao Ba looked up in surprise.

He was thinking about his junior sister and said this reflexively.

As soon as he said it he realized he had said the wrong thing. Lao Ba quickly covered his mouth and lowered his head to look at the ground.

Ling Jue spat: "Bah, what are you talking about?"

Lao Ba was so frightened that he was speechless.

"However, there is a way to make him come back to his senses." Ling Jue smiled evilly in his heart.

"What?" Lao Ba was surprised.

"This symptom is called insanity." Ling Jue touched the non-existent beard on his chin and made up a lie in all seriousness.

"Like cures like; this is to cure the heart."

"Mending the heart?" Lao Ba was stunned.

He felt that it made sense; in the past, when he played too much with his junior sister, she always said that his kidneys were not good, and told him to eat more lamb kidneys to nourish his kidneys.

"That's right; but he is terminally ill, so he needs to be loyal and courageous." Ling Jue smiled wickedly in his heart and pointed at Ling Che with a serious face.

"Miss Fifth, where can we find such loyalty and courage?" Old Eight frowned and thought seriously.

In a hurry, regardless of being in Kunwu, even the family title came out.

There are seven direct descendants of the younger generation in the Xue family; Xue Lingche is the fourth and Lingjue is the fifth.

Xue Lingche once said that Lao Ba was the eighth brother, so he was called Lao Ba.

Ling Jue coughed and stretched out his tone; "Ahem; you are so loyal to Fourth Brother and serve him diligently. Aren't you a loyal and courageous man?"

"Ah... Me!!" Lao Ba pointed at himself in disbelief.

"I don't know if you are loyal enough; anyway, you have to make a soup of your loyalty and courage for him to drink."

"Really?" Lao Ba hesitated.

"Of course. I passed by the Qageya Cliff in Xihe Region that year and met Grandma Fu, the Holy Mother of Golden Needles. She told me about it. I won't lie." Ling Jue nodded.

Granny Fu, whose common name is Fu Hongyu, has been a famous beauty for many years. She is well versed in pharmacology and skilled in flying needle skills. She lives in seclusion in the Sha'e Cave in Xihe area, treating local people for free, and healing the illnesses of fellow practitioners from the six religions who pass by. She is famous in the world for her nickname "Holy Mother of Golden Needles."

"What, you don't dare? Tsk tsk..." Ling Jue sneered.

"What a coward! Unfortunately, I am a woman and I don't have the courage to be loyal and righteous. Otherwise, I would have dug out my heart and liver and boiled them into soup for him to drink."

"No...no! I'm definitely willing to give it to you!" Lao Ba's cheeks flushed.

As he spoke, he took out a dagger and opened his shirt.

"But if I die, who will take care of the young master?" Lao Ba hesitated.

"Oh, then don't worry about it. My Xue family owns the world and has millions of servants. Why would we need someone like you?" Ling Jue smiled evilly in his heart.

This guy called Lao Ba, relying on being Ling Che's confidant, would come to her Jade Mirror Peak to hook up with Ling Jue's junior sisters and maids.

That’s all.

This fellow also spread the word that 'the sisters of Yujing Peak are tender and juicy' and 'one hundred merits and no deception to anyone' and so on.

Lingjue had long wanted to teach him a lesson.

When Lao Ba heard this, his face turned pale.

He was trembling all over, holding up the dagger, and in order to prevent himself from peeing his pants out of fear, he used magic power to restrain his lower body.

He suppressed his fear and pretended to be one of those heroic characters in vernacular novels, shouting, "Good, good, good!"

"A drop of water should be repaid with a spring of water; a real man should not be stingy with his life!!"

"Just give my heart to the young master!!"

Seeing the tip of the knife about to pierce his belly, Ling Jue's face changed and he was about to use his magic power to stop it.

"Ah!!" Suddenly a loud scream resounded through the sky.

Lao Ba stopped the knife, Ling Jue stopped his hand, and the two turned their heads to look.

But Ling Che suddenly shouted for some reason, as if venting his resentment.

"Young Master!" Lao Ba happily dropped the dagger and rushed forward, his face covered with snot and tears.

Ling Che's eyes regained their spirits; his face was filled with resentment: "Ah!!! Why, why!!"

Ling Jue became more serious and asked in surprise, "Fourth brother, what are you doing?"

"I can't figure it out! I can't figure it out!"

"Why does that damn old ghost in green robe always stare at me? He always targets me and causes trouble for me!" Ling Che roared in rage.

Seeing this, Lingjue couldn't help but laugh.

Indeed, no one knows what is wrong with that old monster in green robe.

Or maybe Lingche has some deep hatred against him.

That’s why the old monster in green robe favors him so much.

Many people throughout Kunwu knew that Lingche had been kidnapped.

And it was robbed twice.

The treasure bag and jade slip that I had just received from home and hadn't even warmed up yet were thrown away.

"Why doesn't he rob you? Why doesn't he rob others?" Ling Che pointed at Ling Jue with bloodshot eyes.

"I'm not like you; who made you so high-profile?" Ling Jue didn't care, but just shook his head speechlessly.

“Ah… wuwuwu…” Lingche turned around and buried his head in the pillow.

It was indeed that he wanted to show the strength of the Xue family with great fanfare.

I thought that nothing could go wrong in front of Kunwu Gate and under the throne of the great sect.

result!

But I didn’t expect that the old ghost in green robe was so bold!

"It's a traitor!" Ling Che suddenly sat up in shock.

All the bandages and wooden boards on his body were torn apart, which scared Lao Ba. He hurriedly tried to force Ling Che to sit down.

Ling Che muttered to himself: "It's a traitor, he must be a traitor!"

Ling Jue was stunned when he heard this.

But she thought for a moment and nodded: "It is very likely. My great grandfather also sent a message saying that this was done by one of our own people. They are evil and heretic. They are not so bold."

"What did great grandfather say?" Ling Che asked anxiously.

"Not much. I just want to say that you are okay. It's a good thing to suffer a setback."

"He also told you to be careful of the Yin and Wen families."

Ling Che pounded the bed hard, with a gleam of wisdom in his eyes: "Yes!! It must be them, they did it!!"

"Who is it, young master?" Lao Ba was a little confused.

"The Wen family of Chaoyang, the Yin family of Qingxu!" Hatred flashed in Lingche's eyes.

Lao Ba understood.

He knew that the young master was referring to the Wen family of Chaoyang Cave and the Yin family of Qingxu Cave.

These two families are old friends of the Xue family in Xuankongdong, but they have always been at odds with each other.

The ten major lineages and ten major families are united to the outside, but they are not united internally; there are frictions and competitions among them.

"What do you think; is it Yin Wensu? Or Wen Tao?" Ling Jue frowned.

If these two families were really responsible, then she would have to be cautious.

There are six young members of the Yin family in the sect.

It means warm yang, warm spring, warm white, warm snow, warm Jiao, warm E, warm Su, and gentle.

They were once jokingly called the 'Seven Fairies' by the founder of the religion, and each of them was indeed extremely beautiful and claimed to be famous.

Among them, the seventh brother Wen Rou eloped with a mortal and died early; the eldest brother Wen Yang, the second brother Wen Chun, and the third brother Wen Bai, have been practicing for more than ten thousand years, and had already achieved half a step of Taoism, and have entered into seclusion.

Of the remaining four sisters, the youngest one has practiced for several thousand years and they are all true disciples of the sect.

Yin Wensu is the sixth child of the Yin family; Yin Yaoer's sixth aunt, who has been practicing for more than two thousand years and had become one of the top true disciples more than a thousand years ago; she practiced in Yuying Temple in Longshouyuan and is said to have achieved supernatural powers.

Wen Tao; Yin Wensu’s pursuer; he practiced in Huayang Mountain; he also received the true teachings; his cultivation level was similar to Yin Wensu’s, and he was also very powerful.

However, compared with the other nine families, the Yin family of Qingxu Dongtian has the smallest number of people.

There is only one ancestor of the first level of Dao Miao, Yin Kaishan, and he is still in the mortal world.

However, Patriarch Yin's strength is considered to be top-notch in Taoism; he is even stronger than Patriarch Xue Guangfa of the Xue family who guards Kunwu.

Two thousand years ago, the Yin and Wen families were fighting with the Xue family's Xuankong Cave branch for a piece of natural spiritual abyss; the ancestors of both sides fought for several rounds.

Real fire was unleashed, and an old ancestor named Liu from Xuankong Cave had half of his body chopped off by old ancestor Yin's magic weapon. Even though they were tens of thousands of miles apart, his entire body from the waist down was chopped into pieces.

Fortunately, that ancestor Liu had profound magical skills. He ran millions of miles carrying the upper half of his body and his internal organs, and hid in the Luanyang Cave in Dongkunwu. It was only because the ancestor of the Zhao family took action personally that he escaped.

Of course, in the end, Lingyuan fell into the hands of the Xue family. It can produce millions of hu of flawless gems and dew every year, and it is one of the important sources of income for the Xue family.

Because the ancestor of the Zhao family took action; together with the Pei family, it was three against two; the Wen and Yin families were defeated.

He must have hated the Zhao, Xue and Pei families from then on.

There are ten major factions in the sect; Zhao, Xue and Pei are of the same blood and aim to annex Dongtian; Song, Jiang, Ji and Gu join forces and only want to compete for the position of the head.

The Dayan Cave of the Suo family, the Chaoyang Cave of the Wen family, and the Qingxu Cave of the Yin family are also alliances of old friends.

However, the Suo family now only has one Taoist priest left. They have neither magic weapons nor magical powers like the Yin family. They have already declined and are no longer to be feared.

The only two families that the Xue family can take seriously are the Wen and Yin families.

The only ones who could possibly take action and could be considered of the same generation were Wen Tao and Yin Wensu.

"I think...neither!" Ling Che shook his head.

With his strength, he is already among the top in the inner sect, and he has also mastered the unique skill of Nine Dragon Fire.

Even if the true master wants to take him down, it will take some effort to make him completely powerless to resist.

“It can’t be Elder Yin and Elder Wen…” Xue Lingjue rolled his eyes.

The Wen family still has many Taoist masters and a large population; they occupy the Dongtian world and their power is no less than that of the Xue family.

But you are a first-level Dao Miao, you can't bully the younger ones just for a few merit points, no matter how much they want.

And there are unwritten rules. The older generation is still the older generation after all, and they can't shamelessly beat children.

"Even if they don't take action, it's the green-robed old monster they hired..."

"It's just to let that old monster in green robe embarrass me, Ling Che!"

Ling Che did not doubt the authenticity of the green-robed old monster. After all, he had dealt with him several times.

The strength of the green-robed old monster is indeed first-rate as that of a demon master; his strength is not inferior to that of a true disciple of a major sect.

Moreover, it is the most advanced level of strength among the true teachings.

The Wen family has so many treasures and resources, and if just one or two of them come out, it would be enough to drive these evil spirits crazy.

The Yin family has so many stunning beauties; just a simple dance with their long sleeves is enough to make these ordinary people kneel down at their feet.

"Damn it! The calamity energy is overwhelming now, obscuring the secrets of heaven. Otherwise, I will definitely let Grandpa make the decision for me!!" Ling Che was angry.

At the end of Yuanhui, the calamity energy obscured the secrets of heaven, making it impossible to know the secrets.

"That's right, Grandpa dotes on you so much." Ling Jue curled his lips.

Lingche is the most favored among all the brothers and sisters, and has been spoiled.

Normally, if someone dared to be so presumptuous, the Xue family would not have to take action; the masters in the sect would have to chase after the green-robed old monster and kill him.

"Young Master, what should we do now?" Lao Ba also looked solemn.

"For now, I can only ask my elder brother to teach Yin Yaoer and the younger generation of the Wen family a lesson, so that I can vent my anger!"

In addition to the ancestor, the Xue family also has other experts in Kunwu.

Ling Che's eldest brother is called Xue Xusheng; he is a well-known master of Tongxuan in the sect. However, he is not a biological brother, but a cousin, and is vaguely regarded as the best master of Tongxuan in the Xuanmiao Sect.

The second elder brother, Xue Xu Ming, is also a true disciple of the sect, and has profound magical powers and Taoist skills.

Of course, the two above are not brothers, so they may not rashly help him.

But the third brother Xue Lingwu has practiced Xuan Gong since he was young. He is also a true disciple of the previous generation and has achieved Tongxuan. He is Lingche's biological brother and will not tolerate Lingche suffering any grievance.

"No! If we attack them now without any evidence, how can those two families just give up?" Ling Jue was shocked.

Even though Yin Yaoer wasn't famous and was a bad little brat, he wasn't someone who could be easily beaten.

If anyone dared to pick up Yao'er and beat her up, Patriarch Yin would have to bring back his magic weapon from Zhongzhou to split Kunwu in half and bury the entire Kunwu mountain with it.

When that guy gets mad, even the Patriarch can't persuade him, and no one can do anything to him.

And even if the Yin and Wen families did it, there is no evidence and they are not in the right.

"Anyway, I just can't swallow this!" Ling Che was extremely angry.

No matter whether it was done by those two families or not, he just wants to make people unlucky.

"Maybe we don't need to take action; let my brother ask Senior Brother Pei to teach Yin Yaoer and the boy from the Wen family a lesson." Ling Jue said after thinking for a while.

"Senior Brother Pei?" Ling Che's eyes lit up.

Yes, how could he forget his good brother Pei Lingming!
That guy is a fighting maniac; his mysterious skills are invincible; and he was once suppressed by the "green robe old monster".

Just tell him these speculations.

He would definitely not be able to resist helping himself.

"Great! Junior sister, you are so smart!"

"Old Eight! Find someone to dig out the good wine we buried and carry me to Chengyang Peak to visit my brother Lingming!!"

“Yin Yaoer, and Wen Xiaochong, right?! I’m going to let Brother Lingming give them a good beating! Hahahaha!”

Wen Jinchan; Wen Tao's younger brother; nicknamed 'Xiao Chong', he and Yin Yaoer are known as the two great evil stars in the north and south.

Her mischief was even worse than Yao'er's. When she was at home, she stole the family artifact [Golden Gate Flying Knife] and nailed to death with one blow the Taoist Fairy Yuyang who was collecting herbs in Jiyun Ridge eight hundred miles away.

There was no other choice but to send him to Longshouyuan in Kunwu; but he made trouble again and released all the cranes raised in Longshouyuan.

Eventually, he was sent back home, but now he is probably about 11 or 12 years old and will soon be sent to Kunwu again.

Wen Xiaochong and Yin Yaoer didn't know yet that they were about to suffer an unexpected disaster.

……

Longshouyuan is located deep in Kunwu. The spiritual energy condenses like fog, with thousands of mountains and ravines, and myriad colorful clouds flying.

At this time, Yin Yaoer was in front of Yuying Palace, happily playing with the wind bag.

"Hahaha, baby wind bag, roll the crane over to me!" The voice was crisp and childish, quite cute.

A violent gust of wind several dozen feet high blew up from the mountain and swept up to the sky thousands of feet above.

"Cry!" the crane cried out in fear.

They were very confused. They wondered when they had offended this little girl while flying in the sky.

The strong wind instantly caught the crane, its feathers flying everywhere. The crane cried in fear and fell to the ground in a spin.

He was about to fall to his death on the cliff.

"Yao'er!" A clear shout came from Yuying Palace; two golden threads extended thousands of feet, wrapped around the crane and pulled it out of the range of the wind.

The golden thread was like a tongue, disappearing in a flash; its shape could not be seen at all.

But Yaoer knew that it was her aunt's magic weapon, like flowing clouds and flying silk; it could cut through thousands of feet; it could cut rocks and iron like tofu; it was as tough as a diamond and as flexible as a finger; and it could also capture people and objects.

"The crane is the mount raised by the old ancestor in the mountain. It has a pure and intelligent nature. How can you kill it so easily?"

From Yuying Palace, a beautiful woman with a long dress and wide sleeves, a two-foot-long ribbon, and a solemn jade crown walked out. She had a curvy figure, fair skin, and especially her breasts, whose beauty made all the flowers in front of the palace pale in comparison.

I can’t tell his age; he looks about twenty years old.

It was none other than the Jade Oriole Immortal of Jiuhua Mountain, Yin Wensu.

"Eh... I didn't want to kill it; I just wanted to play with it." Yin Yaoer quickly hid the wind bag.

Her face sank and she sighed, "I am different now. I have learned a lot from my second brother."

She really didn't want to kill the crane; she just wanted to bring it down and pluck its feathers.

She wanted to see what the difference was between a crane and a chicken.

"You are so stubborn that you deserve a beating." Yin Wensu went up and grabbed her face.

"Ahh..." Yin Yaoer screamed in pain.

"Then why don't you bring your second brother over here? Let your aunt see him too?" Yin Wensu asked, letting go of his hand.

Of course she knew Ji Yuan.

Yin Yaoer was young, and Yin Kaishan was worried about her, so he brought her to the mortal world.

It turned out that Yao'er, this little evil star, was very naughty; Yin Kaishan had to lead the army to fight against the monsters in the North Sea; so he planned to send her to the Taoist temple and let Linghe Zhenren take care of her first.

He happened to meet Ji Yuan, and felt that this boy had the gait of a dragon and a tiger, and had an extraordinary bearing; he was about the same age as Yao'er, and was not afraid of Yin Yao'er like the others, so he asked them to go to the Taoist temple to practice together.

Firstly, he takes care of Yin Yaoer and prevents her from getting into trouble; secondly, he is also a good playmate.

"Bah, it's strange that he can come."

Yin Yaoer was beaming with joy: "He has great magical powers, but he is a troublemaker. He fights with people wherever he goes. I'm afraid he will overturn Jiuhua Mountain for you."

"Haha... Is there someone who can cause more trouble than you?"

"How weird! I clearly haven't done anything bad, but you just call me a little evil star!" Yin Yaoer pouted.

"Well...it seems so." Yin Wensu nodded with a smile and touched her head.

Yin Yaoer really didn't do anything excessive.

The worst thing she did was to fight with the little emperor for a ball in Dachen when they were little and push the little emperor into the water.

The young emperor of the Chen State was almost drowned and could not be fished out. Yin Kaishan quickly flew on a cloud to the mountains and rivers to ask the immortals for the magic medicine, and only then was the young emperor brought back to life.

Even so, he still developed a cough.

"I have to go out for a while; you have to take good care of yourself; you are not allowed to go to the Southern Divine Mountain." Yin Wensu patted her on the shoulder and walked out.

Wait until your aunt is far away.

Yin Yaoer couldn't help but sneer.

She would never tell her aunt that she was planning to steal the Sixth Palace of Kunwu Mountain.

Now, my aunt is finally gone.

Now there is nowhere in the entire Kunwu Mountain that she can't go.

"I heard that there are precious medicines refined by my great-grandfather on top of the Divine Mountain of Nan Tian. There are all kinds of treasures. I have to go up and get some of the precious medicines to satisfy my craving." Yao'er rubbed her hands excitedly.

Grandfather is the founder of the religion.

"By the way, let's get some treasures for the second kid, too."

When no one is around, she calls Ji Yuan "Erwazi".

Erwazi at least gave her the precious wind bag.

With the wind bag, she could ride the wind to climb the sacred mountain of the South Sky.

Moreover, after stealing the Six Palaces of Kunwu Golden Palace, she wanted to return the wind bag to Erwa, and then frame Erwa who could make wind and had the wind bag.

The stolen precious medicine can be considered as a reward for Erwa.

"When they go to the Nanli Realm, I will take the Six Kunwu Palaces and then go down the mountain. It should be enough for me to cultivate to the Tongxuan realm."

"At that time, I can use these remaining spiritual objects to recruit soldiers and horses. I want to build a big country and become the queen above everyone else. Hahaha..." Just thinking about it, Yin Yaoer's mouth was filled with smiles.

"Then, get the second child here."

"Let him be the chief eunuch, let him serve me harshly, and serve me tea and water; just like he spanked my buttocks; spank him hard, spank him!!!"

(End of this chapter)