I use myths to create immortality

Chapter 13: The Centipede Bee is Finally Created, the Jade Spirit Juice
When the strange phenomenon caused by the blue rhinoceros in the sky completely disappeared, a trace of gloom flashed in Ji Yuan's eyes.

If what I felt just now was correct, Qing Si had already developed murderous intentions towards me when he left.

"Is it because of that mysterious art of gods and demons?" Ji Yuan thought to himself.

Qing Si had no choice but to teach him the mysterious skills, and he must have been unwilling in his heart.

No matter what the reason is.

But in the end, perhaps it was because only the basics of the mysterious skills were passed on.

Or maybe, he was grateful to Ji Yuan for helping him through the disaster without sparing any effort.

Qing Si didn't kill him in the end.

"This world is more dangerous than I imagined. A kind-looking senior the moment before, becomes murderous the next moment because of his magical powers."

"Or maybe, Qingsi is not of our species, so his heart must be different."

"In short, I can't trust anyone easily..." Ji Yuan thought in his heart and kept it in mind silently.

He shook his head and pushed these thoughts away.

"Jingzhou Hezui Mountain, Xuanwei Taoist Temple. Disciple Recruitment Conference..."

Qing Si said that the sect founded by "Xuanwei Yujing Patriarch", one of the six immortal leaders, is called "Xuanwei Sect".

The Xuanwei Taoist Temple is one of the branches of the Xuanwei Sect in the region.

Only by joining such a great sect can one have the opportunity to learn the true art of immortality.

Half a year later, on the first day of July, Jingzhou Xuanwei Taoist Temple began to recruit disciples; anyone born with nine orifices, regardless of their social status, could go and take the examination to enter.

Those who are born with nine orifices are humans.

Man is born with the sky on his head and the earth under his feet. He has nine orifices and eight holes, a twelve-story spine, three hundred and sixty major orifices, and 129,600 joints. He is born with wisdom.

Among all the races in the world, only those who have first cultivated such a physical form can practice and enter the Tao.

This is what Qing Si meant by guidance to obtain the supreme true Dharma.

"I haven't been home for three days since I went into the mountains. My sister-in-law must be worried about me. I have to let her know I'm safe first." Ji Yuan thought as he ran towards home.

He planned to take his sister-in-law with him, give her the red fruit, and help her build a superior foundation.

……

Half a month later.

In the small courtyard with earthen walls, Ji Yuan sat inside with a gloomy look on his face.

My sister-in-law is missing.

For half a month, he released centipede bees and searched everywhere in the surrounding area, including near Wolong Ridge, but there was no trace of his sister-in-law.

After asking the villagers nearby, I learned that a while ago, an old woman came to the village. She could use magic to turn rice and money into something, and she could also make her walking stick fly.

She called herself the Immortal Lady of Taiming and said that she wanted to accept some female disciples to become immortals together with her.

Afterwards, many beautiful women in the countryside disappeared.

Looking at the stove in the house covered with spider silk and dust, it was obvious that my sister-in-law had been abducted by that damn witch for more than one day.

"Tai Ming Fairy!!" Ji Yuan's heart sank slightly.

Ji Yuan looked worried: "I hope that sister-in-law has really met a master. I don't ask you to learn magic, I just hope that you are safe and sound."

Qing Si said that the Dharma has a foundation. If you want to achieve immortality, you must start with a supreme foundation.

Some people with great talents, if they follow others and learn the wrong things, they will go astray and regret it for the rest of their lives.

Who would take a country girl as his apprentice for no reason? This so-called Tai Ming Fairy Lady must be eyeing my sister-in-law for something.

Or they could be some evil sects that love to use magic to seduce and abduct rural men and women, claiming to be master and disciple, but in fact they are puppets and slaves.

What's worse, some people would abduct some pretty and ignorant girls from the countryside and raise them as cauldrons, using them to seduce young men to absorb their essence for the practice of sorcery.

……

After a long time, Ji Yuan came out of his emotions and thought calmly.

Only by joining Xuanwei Taoist Temple, learning the immortal longevity technique and entering the world of cultivation, can one find out the news about the 'Tai Ming Fairy' and his sister-in-law.

Only by gaining strength can you find the 'Tai Ming Xian Po'.

"Today is the fifth day of the second lunar month. Jingzhou is more than 8,000 miles away from here. If I walk, I might run into something and get delayed. Half a year is not a lot of time. There is no time to lose. I will set out at dawn tomorrow."

Having made up his mind, Ji Yuan didn't plan to delay any longer. He packed two sets of clothes and sat cross-legged on the couch.

At this time, it was already dark outside.

Ji Yuan took out the remaining red fruit.

"Although the spiritual energy of this red fruit is restrained, if you carry it with you, you will inevitably encounter people who are good at observing its energy; it's like a child carrying gold through a busy market." It cannot be put away. Without a special container for spiritual objects, the spiritual essence in it will quickly dissipate.

But taking too much red fruit is useless, so Ji Yuan doesn't plan to take it directly.

Ji Yuan took out the centipede bee bag and put the red fruit into it.

As soon as the red fruit entered the bag, the insects in the [Centipede Bee Bag] suddenly became active, expressing their extremely desired emotions.

"It's really a bargain for these insects."

Ji Yuan stretched out his hand and squeezed it, and the red juice in the bag splashed everywhere. The extremely rich essence almost condensed into substance, like drops of scarlet jade juice.

Inside the sac, two strange cinnabar talismans reflected bright light, and insects were madly biting the red spiritual fluid.

Soon, the red jade liquid in the bag was eaten up by more than 300 insects. Their bellies were swollen and they swayed in the bag and flapped their wings as if they were drunk.

Gradually, the shapes and auras of all the insects changed, and they all fell into a deep sleep.

……

The next morning, Ji Yuan opened his eyes.

In the [Centipede Bee Bag], lively and spiritual consciousnesses kept pouring into my heart.

"Huh? The insect has advanced again!" Ji Yuan sensed something unusual and took out an insect to look at it.

I saw a strange insect that was as big as a fist, red all over, with a big head and a thin waist, sharp mouthparts, and a very long tail. It looked like an oversized wasp.

Wisps of demonic beast aura emerged from the alien insects.

This strange insect was extremely affectionate in Ji Yuan's palm, constantly rubbing his palm with its tentacles.

A bit of inexplicable consciousness was reflected in his heart, and Ji Yuan seemed to be able to feel its emotions.

"It has gained a trace of wisdom, and has undergone many mysterious changes. Its toxicity and body have become stronger."

He got out of bed, took out the flint from the stove and lit the firewood.

Ji Yuan threw the strange insect in his palm into the raging fire.

"Crunch, crunch" the strange insect flapped its wings as thin as cicada wings in the fire, and a metallic hissing sound came from its mouth, surprisingly happy.

The alien insect merged into the fire, raised its legs, and used its small body to overturn the entire pile of firewood in one fell swoop.

"Okay, this is what it means to become a centipede bee." Ji Yuan sensed silently. The more than 360 insects in the bag had all turned into real centipede bees after devouring the red fruit.

After some experiments, it was found that compared with previous insects, centipede bees were extremely powerful, difficult to be hurt by swords and guns, and were not afraid of water or fire.

As for its toxicity, it is obviously becoming stronger and stronger, but due to the lack of monsters or cultivators as targets, it is impossible to test how much stronger it is.

But after this centipede bee devoured some flesh and blood of the small animal, it would actually spit out a thread of red spiritual fluid from its mouth the next day.

This red spiritual liquid is the antidote to the centipede bee venom.

Each centipede bee can spit out a strand of red spiritual fluid the size of a sesame seed.

Ji Yuan picked up a strand and put it into his mouth. It tasted sweet.

The spiritual juice turned into rich essence of grains. A mere sesame seed was equivalent to the essence of hundreds of kilograms of minced meat.

Ji Yuan's eyes lit up: "There is such a function! Then the Divine and Demonic Mysterious Art will not have to worry about advancing!"

To practice the mysterious skills of gods and demons, one needs to devour a large amount of minced meat every day to extract its essence and strengthen the body's five internal organs.

However, due to human limitations, the amount of subtle energy that can be obtained from food each day is limited, and is not enough to be consumed in daily boxing practice.

Therefore, Qing Si said that even if one's physique is extremely good, it would still take thousands or tens of thousands of years to achieve a small level of success.

There will never even be a chance to perfect it, to become an immortal god or devil, with the power to pluck stars and grab the moon with a wave of the hand.

But with this 'centipede' honey, as long as you kill enough lives, practicing the mysterious skills of gods and demons will be like adding wings to a tiger and achieve twice the result with half the effort.

“Unfortunately, I only have the basics. Even if I practice to the extreme, my skin is just as soft as leather, my tendons are as strong as springs, and my bones are as strong as steel. Without the follow-up exercises, I can’t make any further progress.” Ji Yuan felt regretful in his heart.

Ji Yuan put on his clothes and walked into the yard. It was still dark and the rooster was crowing at five in the morning.

There was a thin mist in the mountain courtyard.

Ji Yuan took up his stance, and then, with the help of the centipede bee spirit juice, he practiced boxing in the courtyard. When he threw his punches, there were layers of sound of breaking through the air, and several feet of sand and dust rolled.

He performed seven or eight rounds of boxing in a row, and his moves became more perfect.

After packing his bags, Ji Yuan took one last closer look at the courtyard where he had lived for nine years.

He walked out in the misty fog without looking back.

With a small body of four feet tall and wearing a linen robe, he walked along the mountain path and took a step forward, and was several feet away.

Her hair was tied up with straw stalks and her wide sleeves of her linen robe fluttered in the wind, giving her a rather otherworldly air.

(End of this chapter)