I use myths to create immortality

Chapter 28: Coming out of the mountains by order, the origin of the founders of all religions
Ji Yuan rode the wind; after dozens of breaths, he traveled more than ten miles and landed in Youlan Garden.

A group of strong men and servants hurried out to greet them.

"No need to be so polite. Was there anyone looking for me just now?"

"The immortal is so smart, can he predict the future?"

Among the warriors, the leader Qin Feng showed a look of surprise: "Someone did come to the garden just now, claiming to be a Taoist priest from Ziqi Pavilion. I was just about to go up the mountain to inform you."

As he spoke, he led out from the garden a short and fat Taoist priest wearing green clothes and with his hair tied up with a bamboo hairpin.

Ji Yuan took a quick look and found that this short and fat Taoist priest had a profound aura and possessed magical powers of no less than three hundred years.

"I am Lingzhi. Fellow Daoist Ji, Immortal Linghe asked me to invite you to have a chat at Ziqi Pavilion." Taoist Lingzhi looked at Ji Yuan and was very respectful.

"Intelligence?" Ji Yuan seemed to be thinking about something.

Li Chengyun, who had been looking for trouble before, said that it was a senior named "Lingzhi" who leaked the news that he was taught magic by a real person.

He regained his composure and asked, "Fellow Daoist Lingzhi, what does the Immortal want to see me about?"

"That's not what I said. Please follow me, fellow Taoist."

As he spoke, Taoist Lingzhi swept his sleeves and clouds of mist floated out, sweeping under the feet of the two men.

"Then please." Ji Yuan did not move, allowing his spiritual intelligence to carry the two of them up with the wind and mist, and soar hundreds of feet into the air.

This was Ji Yuan's first time riding in the wind and fog. Standing in the fog, watching the mountains and rivers passing by below his feet, he felt quite novel.

It is smoother and gentler than riding the wind; but the speed is too slow.

The Qigong practitioners can fly in several ways, including soaring into the clouds, escaping into light, and flying across the mist.

Soaring into the clouds is often the privilege of those with great magical powers of more than ten thousand years; it is extremely fast and can reach even beyond the nine heavens.

Generally speaking, those who have practiced Taoism for hundreds or thousands of years can only walk through the fog at best; their speed is very slow.

In addition, there are some escape methods; however, escape methods also belong to the category of advanced magic; they are specially used to escape and save lives, or to become invisible and sneak, and they have extremely fast speeds in a short period of time and are extremely precious.

Youlan Garden is seventy miles away from Ziqi Pavilion; walking through the fog, it takes dozens of breaths to get there, which shows how slow the journey is.

Taoist Lingzhi lowered his head in front of the Ziqi Pavilion and signaled Ji Yuan to enter alone.

Ji Yuandu stepped into the pavilion. In the quiet hall, only Linghe Zhenren was still sitting cross-legged on the platform as if he had not moved for thousands of years.

"Master!" Ji Yuan bowed.

"Since you have already mastered the Taoist magic, go down the mountain quickly." Linghe Zhenren raised his white eyebrows and drooped his cheeks. He opened his eyes and looked at Ji Yuan with his vicissitudes eyes.

"Go down the mountain?"

"Master, are you going to chase me away?" Ji Yuan was stunned.

"If you don't come down the mountain, you will have a bad life in the future." Linghe Zhenren meant something.

"Someone wants to harm me?" Ji Yuan seemed to understand.

It is bound to be bad; meaning that bad things will happen that are not favorable to him.

"Whether to go or stay is up to you." Linghe Zhenren did not say much.

Of course Ji Yuan chose to go down the mountain.

Linghe Zhenren is the abbot and a great master who has experienced many tribulations. His merits and achievements are unique among ten thousand people in the world. He is at a high level and can foresee the future, so he will not shoot without reason.

“But once I go down the mountain, where should I go?” Ji Yuan thought for a moment, looked closely at the immortal, and asked.

He thought the real person would say, 'Go back to where you came from.'

Unexpectedly, Linghe Zhenren stroked his long snow-white beard and said, "Yunzhou has been suffering from severe drought for several years. The emperor of the mortal world has posted notices several times, offering a reward of ten thousand gold coins to ask the Qigong practitioners of various religions to pray for rain, but no one dared to take up the notice and pray for rain."

"You have immense power, able to subdue dragons and tigers; and you also have great magical powers, able to easily defeat the high-ranking Taoist masters in my Taoist temple."

"In that case, you go and pray for the rain to come and save the people. This will not only promote the great reputation of the Xuanwei Dao Sect, but will also be a great merit for you."

Ji Yuan frowned slightly. No one dared to take down the notice and pray for rain?
It's impossible that among the immortals of various religions and countless skilled Qi-refining masters, not a single one has the magical power to move water and bring rain, right?

I'm afraid there are some hidden secrets involved.

"Master, do you have anything else to tell me?" Ji Yuan thought for a moment and bowed again to ask.

"You must be kind and merciful, but you must not be soft-hearted, and you must not lose the dignity of our great sect."

“As long as you find the right balance, there are senior masters in the sect who are taking care of you billions of miles away.” The immortal stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky.

The immortal took out another scroll of atlas and handed it to Ji Yuan: "Your magic power is too low. You can build an altar according to this diagram and use the power of the altar to pray for rain in the whole state."

Ji Yuan nodded, took the volume of the Dharma Altar Atlas, looked through it, and said nothing more.

After Linghe Zhenren finished speaking, he waved his whisk and said, "Go, go down the mountain today and go to Yunzhou Jinding Temple. Show your profound magical powers and someone will come to pick you up."

"I'll take my leave." Ji Yuan bowed and slowly walked out of the Ziqi Pavilion.

He did not call himself a 'disciple', but he entered Taoism and cultivated magical powers because of Ji Yuan; he did not have any seniority yet, but in theory, he was on the same level as Linghe Zhenren.

……

After Ji Yuan left, Ling Zhi quickly walked into the hall, looking puzzled: "Master, why did you save him?"

"This boy's magical powers are unfathomable, and now even I can't see through him. In my opinion, even if Zhao Chengyin invites that man, the chances of winning or losing are probably fifty-fifty." Linghe Zhenren shook his head.

I recalled the terrifying scene of a hurricane thousands of feet high roaring through the valley, sweeping hundreds of thousands of pounds of boulders back and forth dozens of miles away like toys.

Taoist Lingzhi also nodded: "Indeed, even though Senior Brother Lingfeng has been famous for many years and has exquisite Taoist skills of flying mountains and moving stones, Ji Yuan is also considered a powerful figure in the domain. If they really fight, it is hard to say who will win."

At this time, Taoist Lingxuan also walked in from outside.

"Master, I went to Lingyang County to arrest the county governor and the county magistrate to check the household registration. I checked this person's ancestors for more than ten generations, and then disguised myself as a wandering Taoist and visited the village."

"What's the matter? Is he a foreign spy?" Lingzhi asked anxiously.

"No, this boy is of pure human race; his origin is pure and upright, without the slightest abnormality; he was just mentally retarded in childhood, but had a kind heart. Later, he heard the thunder and woke up one day, becoming extremely intelligent." Ling Xuan shook his head.

"Awakened by the thunder? This... why does it sound a little familiar..." Taoist Lingzhi seemed to be thinking about something.

Then, he suddenly looked up: "Wait a minute, the Taoist scriptures record that the leader of Xuanming Shenxiao was born with the energy of Zhenze Thunder!" "He, can't be the reincarnation of a god or devil? No wonder he is born with supernatural powers at such a young age, this makes sense."

Taoist scriptures record: The founder of Xuanming Sect, also known as the Patriarch Shenxiao; one of the ancient human emperors; it is said that when the ancient universe was first created, his mother was picking mulberry leaves for the tribe and encountered a huge footprint. His mother took the print of the footprint and went home and became pregnant.

The later-born Master Shenxiao was born with innate wisdom and amazing power, able to fight tigers and leopards; he was promoted to be the emperor of men. He met the first master of the immortal way [the founder of Xuanjun, the nine elders of Xuanjun] and was guided by him. He cultivated the immortal way and achieved the supernatural power of being invincible and opening up the world.

He founded the supreme religion called Xuanming and was the fourth immortal patriarch.

They are also the only truly pure human race among all the immortals.

In addition, there is the Xuanqiong Yuanhuang Patriarch; he is the first immortal who has been through all calamities, and he holds the precious Yuanhuang Bell, which can measure time and space, and he has defeated all the gods and demons in the heavens through the ages, and his magical powers are number one.

The Nine Elders of Xuanjun; the oldest founder of the immortal way, the second immortal, who has instructed many founders of religions such as Xuanqiong Yuanhuang, Xuanming Shenxiao, etc., and is the judge of the universe and the leader of all religions. He is the first leader of all religions.

The ancestor of Xuansu Taizhen; an ancient goddess, who refined stones to repair the sky, controlled the Taisu white qi, defeated all the true saints in the heavens, and swept across the ancient invincible heavens.

The Patriarch of Xuanyuan Dongming holds the most precious Dongming Mirror, which can illuminate the universe and know the past and future disasters.

There are also their Xuanwei Yujing ancestors; their Taoism is as profound as the void of the universe, their wisdom is as deep as the ocean, they created the Taoist art of talismans, and they hold the supreme treasure Hunyuan Golden Tripod. The Hunyuan Qi can reversely refine the five elements of the innate and acquired nature, and can erase the immortal body.

However, except for Patriarch Xuanming Shenxiao, the other five ancestors are all innate qi that has transformed into flesh and blood, or they are ancient gods and demons reincarnated into human fetuses.

"So, he is not a spy from a foreign race; but may be a spy from a pagan religion? Sent by Xuanming Dao to cause trouble?" Taoist Lingzhi had a lot of ideas.

"Shh!"

Ling He Zhenren and Ling Xuan were both shocked and quickly stopped Ling Zhi's wild thoughts.

"Is the matter of the Immortal Sect Leader something we can discuss? Lingzhi, you are confused..." Lingxuan was silent.

The name of the founder of the Immortal Sect cannot be mentioned, not even thought about.

The immortal is one with the Tao and has become the personification of the Tao, incarnated into countless heavens.

Mayflies and ants are always thinking about the immortal master. Once they have a thought, the master can know it even though they are billions of miles away.

The great magical powers of this supreme patriarch are extremely terrifying.

It would be fine if people don't care about it, but if they do, thunder will come from the sky and turn people into ashes on the spot.

However, the people in Xuanwei Sect are considered to be the disciples of the founder, and everyone is family. It is generally okay to mention it and talk about it, and the founder will not mind it.

……

Forty miles away from Ziqi Pavilion, in the cave of Zhao family's villa.

Zhao Shen stood in the courtyard, watching a ray of cloud light falling from the sky, revealing the figure of Zhao Chengyin, and hurriedly went up to pay his respects.

"Uncle Thirteen, didn't you go to the mountains and hills to seek advice from masters? Why did you come back alone?" Zhao Shen wondered.

"Haha, don't worry; I used fog to reach Yaoguang Temple on Yaoguang Mountain, 92,000 miles away, and finally invited a senior master."

Zhao Chengyin's face was filled with excitement: "If this powerful person can come, it will not be in vain for our Zhao family to provide ten thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. When the time comes, we will extract the boy's soul and refine his spirit, and torture him to find out his martial arts secrets."

"Who is this expert? Can he really capture that little Ji?"

"This man's Taoist name is Lingfeng. He is also a great senior of my sect. He has practiced in Yaoguang Taoist Temple for many years and has the great skill of flying mountains and moving rocks. When he raises his fingers, sand and rocks fly. He can move mountains and rocks and fly through the air to crush people."

"Don't even mention that kid's incredible strength. As long as he still has flesh and blood, he can never be defeated by Senior Brother Lingfeng's magic." Zhao Chengyin's face was flushed.

There are many Taoist temples of Xuanwei Sect in the area, not just the Yuntai Taoist Temple. Zhao Chengyin has been practicing Taoism for many years, has a wide circle of friends, and has a family background in Taoism, so he knows many masters.

Although there are indeed many monks in Yuntai Taoist Temple, numbering thousands, Zhao Chengyin thought for a long time and could not think of anyone in the Taoist Temple who could absolutely subdue Ji Yuan.

Only then did he fly over the mountains and seas, visit the Three Mountains, tour the Five Peaks, and seek out friends on the road to make a connection.

As the human world was about to change, the aura of murderous disaster filled Zhongzhou. Many masters of Qigong went into seclusion or made excuses for not being able to come down the mountain.

Fortunately, Taoist Lingfeng had received guidance from his ancestor and had the favor of karma; and he agreed to help him only after he offered him ten magical herbs.

"Great, when will Senior Lingfeng come over?"

"Well, Senior Brother Lingfeng happened to be ordered to go to the human world to subdue a great demon. He said that after he has dealt with the demon and successfully refined the demon, he will come to Yuntaiyuan after he is free."

"About half a month." Zhao Chengyin estimated.

……

In Youlan Garden, Ji Yuan also packed his bags and said goodbye to Yin Yaoer and others.

Didn't bring much.

He only carried two golden whips on his back as weapons of self-defense; and a bag slung over his shoulder, which contained two sets of Taoist clothes, the roll of exotic animal skins, and the centipede bee bag.

As for the blood spirit fat and some miscellaneous items, Ji Yuan left them in the Taoist temple.

Before leaving, he told Yin Yaoer, "After I leave, if the Zhao family comes to provoke you again and you are defeated, you can offer the blood spirit fat as a reward to them."

"After all, killing someone in the Taoist temple is against the rules, and they are looking for me, so they shouldn't make things difficult for you."

"Then when will you come back?" Yin Yaoer's face was full of excitement. Finally, no one was bothering her anymore.

“It may take several days at the fastest, or several months at the slowest.” Ji Yuan was not sure either.

"If I come back and find out that you have beaten the servants for no reason again, or run around and caused trouble, you will be in trouble." Ji Yuan glared at Yin Yaoer, who had an excited face.

"Bah! I won't cause trouble. Who is like you? Wherever you go, you cause trouble." Yin Yaoer complained.

"Master, please let me follow you so that I can take care of your daily life along the way." The strong man Qin Feng volunteered.

"No need." Ji Yuan shook his head and refused.

He planned to leave the [Centipede Bee Bag] in Youlan Garden so that Yin Yaoer and the others would have the ability to protect themselves.

But after thinking about it, I finally gave up.

First of all, if Yin Yaoer, this little evil star, gets control of the centipede bee bag, I am afraid that the Taoist temple will be turned upside down and no one will be able to control her.

Secondly, if the Zhao family really came to provoke a fight, I'm afraid they would have made all the preparations, and the centipede and bee's magical skills would not be able to do anything to them.

"Okay, you don't have to see me off." Ji Yuan waved his hand, said goodbye to everyone, and strode out.

(End of this chapter)