I use myths to create immortality

Chapter 35: Calling the wind and rain to shake the Central Plains, Xuanhuang's merit and virtue
Ji Yuan used his magic weapon [Wind Bag] to fight against Ao Run, the Taoist ancestor of the Dragon Clan. The sound was so powerful that practitioners from far and near could hear it thousands of miles away.

In the void, thoughts are communicating with each other.

"That young man called Master Ji, at such a young age, actually possesses a top-notch magical weapon! Could it be that he is another old monster from outside the domain, who has returned from a calamity and is cultivating again?"

"How strange, how strange; there are only a limited number of such superior instruments, and each one has been famous for a long time; this instrument that can summon the divine wind of the heavens, I don't know what kind of treasure it is, but I have never seen it before."

"What a wonderful treasure! This boy's magic power is too low. It's a pity that such a treasure is in his hands. It's really a waste of God's gift! What a waste of God's gift!!"

"If this treasure can be obtained by me, the ancestor, it will surely be famous in all realms and worlds, and it will live up to the power of such a precious treasure."

"Looking at his magical power, he is undoubtedly from the Xuanwei Sect. Even the Great Yan Patriarch personally came out to protect him. His future achievements are limitless."

"Master Ji is truly a man of great luck. At such a young age, he holds such a precious treasure, and can use it to defeat his peers. Now he will also gain the merit of praying for rain. He is truly a man of great luck..." Someone expressed envy.

"People like this should only be befriended and helped, not easily offended."

"That's the merit of saving hundreds of millions of people in an entire state! If it weren't for the extraordinary martial arts of the White Dragon, and if I didn't think I was far better than its opponent in martial arts, I would have taken this merit away no matter what!"

"But Master Ji drove away the evil dragon; I'm afraid there are still some blind people who are greedy for merit and want to intercept his merit of praying for rain. Tsk tsk, I wonder who will get the merit..."

“Haha, they didn’t hesitate to bring in the demon dragon to wreak havoc on Zhongzhou for several years, but they also wanted to cultivate the spirit of virtue to cultivate the younger generation with great opportunities and great fortunes! The Xuanwei Sect has a big plan, how can we let others take it away so easily…”

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Ji Yuan knew that with such a commotion, there must be some skilled cultivators nearby who were watching the battle from afar.

Therefore, after expelling the white dragon, he did not stay in Feiyingjian of Wanzhang Cliff for long. After instructing the families in Yunzhou to send people to build an altar for praying for rain as soon as possible, he flew back to Jinding Mountain on the wind.

No matter how powerful Jinding Mountain is, it is still the dojo of the Xuanwei Sect. Ordinary pagan monks do not dare to easily break in and cause trouble.

To pray for rain for the whole state, Ji Yuan's own magical power, even if he mastered the great ability of [Calling the Wind and Summoning Rain], would certainly not be enough.

Therefore, it is necessary to first choose a place and build an altar, and then use the magical powers of the cultivators from various families in Yunzhou to help, and use the altar to gather everyone's magical powers to summon rain.

Zhang Qiong and Zhao Chengyun received Ji Yuan's decree and did not dare to neglect it. They immediately summoned all the immortal cultivation families in Yunzhou and decided to build an altar on Jinding Mountain in the south of Yunzhou City according to the atlas passed down by Ji Yuan.

With the help of various families in Yunzhou, in just a few hours, not far from the Jinding Temple, they built an altar ninety-nine feet high and several hundred feet wide using spiritual wood.

"Reporting to Master Ji, the altar has been built according to the location on your map!" Zhang family cultivator Zhang Fu came to report.

Ji Yuan nodded when he heard that, tied his hair with a jade hairpin, put on a green scarf and Taoist robe, dressed neatly, and walked slowly towards the altar, ready to pray for rain.

Under the altar, the Li family, headed by cultivators from the Zhang and Zhao families, and even whose clan leader was killed by Ji Yuan, had to put aside their past grudges and send cultivators with magical powers of more than a hundred years to come to help under the threats from the Zhang and Zhao families.

These Yunzhou noble families are wealthy and powerful, and each family has hundreds or even thousands of cultivators, but the number of people who can truly cultivate magical powers for more than a hundred years, including the family heads, is no more than two hundred in total.

Most of them are old men who are three or four hundred years old.

At this time, the two hundred monks, led by Zhang Qiong and Zhao Chengyun, sat cross-legged in the corners of the altar according to their positions, ready to use all their magical powers to help Ji Yuan cast spells at any time.

Seeing Ji Yuan coming over.

Zhang Qiong hurriedly shouted, "Listen carefully, Master Ji is using his great power to pray for rain for Yunzhou. This is a blessing for Yunzhou. You must all follow Master Ji's instructions and help with all your might!"

"Yes!"

"If anyone dares not to try his best, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Zhao Chengyun also added in a deep voice.

"Thank you all for your help! You can release your magic power into the altar later." Ji Yuan bowed to everyone around him.

The function of the altar is to gather the magic power of other monks in a short period of time.

Everything was ready, and Ji Yuan was preparing to go up to the altar to pray for rain.

Suddenly, a sharp and long howl sounded from the sky: "Haha, even the altar has been prepared for me. The merit of praying for rain should be mine!"

Ji Yuan looked up and saw a middle-aged female cultivator with a strong build and ugly appearance. She was dressed in black and held a porcelain cup with a watery sheen in her hand.

He actually flew directly to the top of the altar and looked at the cultivators from various Yunzhou families below with pride on his face.

Ji Yuan frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

Zhang Qiong was the first to stand up: "How dare you, you ugly woman, trespass into the altar! Come down quickly."

"You are blind. I am Cen Qing from the Xuanyuan Sect." Upon hearing this, anger appeared on Cen Qing's ugly face. He flicked his sleeves and a talisman flew down.

The talisman burned out of thin air, and in a flash, it turned into a fire snake about ten feet long, bringing up a wave of hot air and rushing towards Zhang Qiong.

Zhang Qiong was so frightened that his face turned pale. Although he had hundreds of years of magical powers, he only knew some simple magic skills to control objects and family martial arts.

Faced with the magic of this great sect's disciples, they were completely powerless to fight back.

Ji Yuan flicked his sleeves, and a wisp of wind flew out from his wide cuffs.

The ugly middle-aged woman was surprised and only then did she notice the handsome young man standing among the crowd.

A gust of wind instantly turned into a hurricane several feet high that enveloped the fire snake.

The fire snake turned upside down in the air, driven by the wind, and meandered upwards, burning the ugly middle-aged woman.

The wind fanned the flames, and the ten-foot-tall flame turned into flames dozens of feet long, burning towards the platform from all directions.

"How can this be!"

Cen Qing had a look of astonishment. Facing the flames that were rushing back at her, she was unable to resist at all.

In a hurry, she hurriedly took off the jade cup filled with steam in her hand.

Instantly, thick water vapor was released, and white mist spread for dozens of feet, making a hissing sound as it interacted with the flames.

Put out the surrounding flames.

"Hmm? The essence of Guishui, it seems like you came prepared." Ji Yuan's eyes lit up when he saw the water light in the jade cup.

He was worried that he didn't have enough magic power to restrain the water vapor.

The Xuanyuan Sect disciple Cen Qing in front of him actually brought water vapor to his door.

On the other side, Cen Qing's face turned pale. Without saying a word, he turned around and flew away.

Ever since she learned about the severe drought in Yunzhou, she felt that she was no match for the dragon.

Under the guidance of a master of Xuanyuan Sect, he went to a river tens of thousands of miles away and spent time collecting a lamp of Guishui Qi in advance.

He planned to open another stream to avoid the confinement of the dragon's magic, use the water vapor from outside the domain to cast a spell to make it rain, and gain the merit of praying for rain.

But today, he suddenly discovered that there were powerful people fighting in Yunzhou, and then the White Dragon's innate magic that restricted the water disappeared.

She hurried over, fearing that her years of hard work would be in vain, and hurried over to cast a spell to pray for rain. She happened to pass by the Jinding Temple altar and thought it was built in advance by the government and specially invited a master to pray for rain.

Unexpectedly, seeing Ji Yuan casting the spell like this, he swept his sleeves and broke the fire talisman that her master had specially given her with one move.

He casually returned the wind and fire to her. If it weren't for the water vapor, she would have been killed by the fire talisman.

Only then did he realize that the unremarkable and handsome young man in front of him, who had only a dozen years of magical powers, was actually possessed of magical powers that were unfathomable.

She thought to herself that even if her master came, he would not be a match for that young man.

Cen Qing was so frightened that he mobilized all his magical power to leap up and fly. In the blink of an eye, he was several miles away.

Just as she was secretly rejoicing.

There was a sudden sharp whistle of wind behind me.

"Not good!" Cen Qing's heart was pounding.

Just as he was about to turn around and avoid it, the next moment, he felt a ringing of wind in his ears, a black screen in front of his eyes, and the world was spinning around him, as if he was sent into a spinning wheel and was spinning non-stop.

"Mercy! Master, save me!" Cen Qing was caught in the hurricane and had no power to resist. He struggled and roared wildly.

I don’t know whether it was the words “spare my life” that worked, or the words “Master, save me” that worked.

Cen Qing felt his whole body relax, the dizziness disappeared, and his vision became clear again.

However, before she could breathe a sigh of relief, her grip loosened and the palm-sized jade cup was blown away by the wind.

"Hmph! Considering that you are also considering the people of Yunzhou and working hard to collect rain and dew, I'm sparing your life. Why don't you get out of here!" A young man's voice was heard beside my ears, and it was carried into my ears by the wind for several miles.

"Magic power!" Cen Qing was shocked.

He suppressed his fear and turned around to look.

Several miles away, under the altar, a handsome young man dressed in blue, the color of Xuanwei Sect, was playing with a jade cup in his hand. His deep eyes seemed to penetrate several miles, which made her feel terrified.

Cen Qing remembered his master's instructions and struggled for a moment, but ultimately did not dare to go back to Ji Yuan to seek revenge, so he turned around and fled in the direction of the Xuanyuan Sect.

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"Magic weapon." Ji Yuan looked at the jade cup in his hand.

This is actually a magical weapon.

However, there is only one restriction, similar to the centipede bee bag.

The jade cup can only absorb water vapor. "Fortunately, I didn't use too much force, otherwise I would have caused trouble again." Ji Yuan shook his head thankfully.

Xuanyuan Sect is one of the six sects, on par with Xuanwei Sect.

Cen Qing's magic power is only a hundred years, but he can own a jade cup magic weapon. I think his master must be quite accomplished.

Killing them rashly will kill the younger ones and the older ones, which will cause trouble again.

Ji Yuan Yufeng ascended the altar, under the gaze of everyone below the stage.

"The wind is coming!"

[Call the Wind and Summon the Rain] The supernatural power is displayed with all the strength, and all the magic power is used up, and the sleeves and clothes are fluttering.

Under the Dharma platform, all the monks in Yunzhou also assisted with their magic power.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.

By using the platform to accumulate the magical powers of many cultivators and allowing them to be mobilized at will, Ji Yuan had never felt such profound magical power, which was like a vast river or sea, endless.

The trend became more and more popular, gradually spreading throughout Yunzhou for thousands of miles.

For a time, everyone in Yunzhou was shocked.

"A person with great supernatural powers is casting a spell!" A cultivator looked up in surprise.

Cen Qing, who had just run a short distance, was so shocked that his chin trembled: "This... this, with such a situation, I was defeated by him, it's not unfair, not unfair!!"

She had worked hard for several years to collect moisture, and she only intended to bring rain to the thousand-mile area within the core of Yunzhou City.

When Ji Yuan made a move, he borrowed the magical power of hundreds of cultivators to help him and gathered magical power of no less than ten thousand years.

The power of the supernatural power was truly revealed.

It covers the entire Yunzhou, an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles.

On the platform, Ji Yuan couldn't help but close his eyes slightly, feeling the vast and profound magic power, which was intoxicating.

“If I really had this ten thousand years of magic power, I could easily suppress all the so-called Taoist masters in the various realms.” Ji Yuan couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

This is not an illusion or a fantasy.

He had fought with the Dao Miao Patriarch before and knew his strength.

"Master, cast the spell quickly. If it drags on for too long, we can't hold on any longer!!" Under the stage, Zhang Qiong shouted loudly with a red face under the whistling hurricane.

The monks below the stage, whose magic power was being madly drained by the altar, were trembling all over, with red cheeks.
Some people with less powerful magic even fainted on the spot.

Ji Yuan did not dare to delay any longer, and he also summoned all his magic power to pour into the altar, his mind and soul merged into one, he stretched out his hand to open the jade cup, and shouted: "Clouds rise!!"

"Boom!"

In the sky, boundless clouds were pushed by the wind and gathered in Yunzhou from all directions.

The sky above Yunzhou, which had been clear and blue without a trace of fog or moisture for several years, was once again filled with clouds.

A large amount of clouds and fog suddenly rushed in, and the air within thousands of miles became humid.

But this was not enough, Ji Yuan poured out the jade cup, sprinkled out vast water vapor again, activated his magical power, and threw it into the sky.

The cicadas wake up before the autumn wind blows.

The first to feel the changes were the sandworms that survived the drought, which pushed aside the sand and crawled onto the ground.

In the mountains, the drought-resistant plants that have not died also stretch out their branches, ready to receive the rain and dew.

Secondly, there are the people who suffer from the drought.

"Clouds! Dark clouds are coming!!" On the street, a little boy pointed at the sky and cried with joy.

"Rain! It must rain!" More people knelt on the ground and begged desperately.

No matter they were from noble families or common people, they all knelt on the ground with unprecedented piety on their faces.

They were afraid that this was just a dream.

I’m afraid there will only be clouds but no rain.

"Boom!" Until the dark clouds met, thunder exploded and arcs of electricity flashed.

"Swish!" Bean-sized raindrops kept falling from the sky, covering more than ten counties in Yunzhou.

"Rain! It's rain!" Feeling the rain falling on their dry lips, everyone cried with joy.

Some people were dancing wildly in the rain.

Someone was crying in the rain.

Someone was laughing wildly in the rain.

Someone is in the rain...

The torrential rain covered thousands of miles without stopping. Billions of lives were all delighted, and the scenes of all living beings were unpredictable.

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On Jinding Mountain, rain poured down, sprinkling on everyone.

Only Ji Yuan sat cross-legged on the Dharma platform, not a single drop of rain got on him.

Ji Yuan closed his eyes slightly, and his soul seemed to be lifted infinitely, dozens of feet... tens of thousands of feet, merging with the wind and rain in the sky.

Or become one with heaven and earth.

Just like the first time he summoned wind and rain in the Taoist temple, he fell into enlightenment again.

Ji Yuan also took this rare opportunity to calmly comprehend his magical powers.

Countless subtle auras continuously floated into the body from between heaven and earth.

Ji Yuan's mind was constantly filled with flashes of enlightenment, and many key points were opened up one by one, and his supernatural powers and attainments continued to rise.

"This is..." Ji Yuan didn't have time to think about it.

Although I don’t know what the subtle aura that keeps floating into my body is.

But this subtle aura, when it comes to improving one's Taoism and supernatural powers, is just like adding fuel to a raging fire, bringing enormous benefits.

His whole body felt cool, his heart was peaceful, and his mind was clearer than ever before, as if his heart was as vast as the sky and his body was in harmony with the universe.

After months of hard thinking, I still couldn't figure it out.

With the blessing of that subtle aura, everything became clear in one breath.

Ji Yuan had a mysterious feeling that his nature and understanding had been elevated.

"Wisdom power" has increased countless times.

Finally, that subtle aura fell into the soul, dyeing the dark gray soul into a light gold color.

Ji Yuan also came out of the state where his heart was empty and his body was one with the universe.

He opened his eyes with a sense of loss.

Magical talismans flowed in his eyes, and divine light burst out for several feet.

"What on earth is that?" Ji Yuan was puzzled.

But he knew that he had obtained a rare and great opportunity.

The foundation is several times, or even dozens of times, deeper.

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Outside the void of Zhongzhou, there are six ethereal figures, some with long fluttering beards, some with graceful figures, and infinite immortal light illuminating the void.

"Now, the energy of merit has fallen into the hands of your disciples. I have been on guard against you in every way, but I didn't expect you could do this to me." The bearded Xuanyuan Patriarch threw down a black piece in his hand.

"I told you that Xuanwei is a thief, but you are always on guard against me!" The sturdy and majestic Xuanqiong Sect Master said with dissatisfaction and stood up with a wave of his sleeves.

The other middle-aged man with a short beard had an intriguing expression on his face when he heard this: "I said I didn't expect that such a kid could emerge from this small pond in Zhongzhou. Do you believe it?"

"You are reluctant to part with the aura of merit, so you secretly instigate your disciples in the various Taoist temples in Zhongzhou. If you don't issue an order, I don't believe anyone would dare to take action. This should be an opportunity for my Xuanyuan Sect!"

"I was just trying. I didn't expect my disciple to be so competitive. Xuanyuan, whatever you want, I will compensate you. Hahaha..." Sect Master Xuanwei laughed happily.

Xuanyuan Sect Master’s face turned dark.

"It's too late for you to say anything now. The six religions are of the same blood. Whoever wins will win. You must not interfere secretly in the future..." The founder Xuanjun, who had white hair and beard and wore a yin-yang Taoist robe, looked at the other five.

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