I use myths to create immortality

Chapter 60:59: Spiritual Medicine Mountain Swordsman; Tianwu Mansion
The power of supernatural powers lies in the fact that they are the confirmation of Tao. Every supernatural power is an extension of Tao and a manifestation of Tao.

There are three types of spiritual practice: techniques, methods, and ways.

The art is to pursue the ability to breathe fire, spit water, become invisible, have great strength, fly swords, levitate, perform illusions, etc.

The method is to pursue methods such as: maintaining longevity, prolonging life with regular diet, having a regular daily routine, cultivating the yin and yang by bow and crossbow, taking medicinal soup, fortune-telling to avoid life and death, the unity of movement and stillness, and various methods of health preservation, preservation of health, prolonging life, and staying in the world for longevity.

Tao: The pursuit of true eternity, having the power to shake the heavens and the earth, such as the Xuanwei Sect's fundamental method of longevity, the "Xuanwei Sutra". If one cultivates the Xuanwei Qi, one can prolong one's life and gain all kinds of wonderful skills.

Supernatural powers also belong to the last category.

Although it is extremely powerful, Ji Yuan's current magical powers are far from being truly mature; they can only be regarded as the embryonic form of magical powers and the true seed of the great path of magical powers.

Even so, this power that shakes heaven and earth still makes it impossible for ordinary cultivators to resist.

Tao gives birth to law, law gives birth to technique; those who obtain Tao can naturally obtain law and technique.

For example, after practicing the supernatural power of [calling wind and rain], Ji Yuan can summon wind, generate wind, listen to wind, walk on wind, call wind, ride wind, and fly with wind.

If you master the magical power of [Moving Mountains and Filling the Sea], you will be able to use the techniques of flying stones, gathering stones, locking stones with stone boxes, suppressing things, lifting mountains, moving mountains, and filling the sea into land.

In a sense, immortality is also a kind of supernatural power.

The leader has obtained the supreme magical power of [immortality]; naturally he knows the techniques of health preservation, medicine, health preservation, immortality, and life extension... and he has also extended it to the method of practicing and saving people... practicing the mysterious Qi... understanding the mysterious Qi... the wonderful Qi of Taoism and so on.

Supernatural powers have the power to shake heaven and earth.

In the Great Wilderness of the Six Realms, Ji Yuan displayed the embryonic form of his magical powers, but their power was not yet enough to truly shake the heaven and earth, and attracted the attention of powerful people all over the world.

In this spiritual realm, when the supernatural power is unleashed, it is truly earth-shattering, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, shaking the silver moon and stars, and sweeping across hundreds of miles in the wind. It is fleeting, but all living beings in the spiritual realm within ten thousand miles can see it.

In the pine and cypress forest, many cultivators were frightened by the sound and turned pale. They gasped and said, "Is the spiritual realm going to collapse? How could this happen?"

Fortunately, the wind blew across thousands of miles and disappeared in just a flash. After the magical power was withdrawn, the void gradually stabilized and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

If the spiritual realm collapses directly, everyone in it will be buried.

"Could it be that some old monster Tongxuan has hidden his cultivation and entered the spiritual realm?" Some people who were close to it sensed the fluctuations in magic power and knew that it was the power of magical skills, so they discussed their speculations with their companions.

"I told you to guard the entrance~ someone should be posted to guard the entrance! Those old stubborn people in the sect are only interested in the small profits from killing monsters and scattered people, and they just won't listen to me at all!" Upon hearing this, the companion could hardly hold back his curse.

The Xuanwei Sect did not send anyone to guard the entrance; the original intention was to allow the spiritual realm to attract some wanderers and monsters from the Lihen Realm into the spiritual realm.

Then when they come out of the spiritual realm, kill them directly and plunder their spiritual medicines and treasures.

"That's right, now it's good; all kinds of monsters have entered our spiritual realm. If they are not masters of the profound arts, they are old monsters with profound strength and means..."

"Yes! Give it to me... Let's go! I'm going out. I won't look for it anymore. Damn it, this place is too dangerous."

"Let's go, let's go together. I don't want to play anymore. I still have 400 years to live. It's not worth dying here just to get elixirs for the sect's geniuses and true disciples."

"Yes, let those who claim to be the true descendants and the first geniuses fight for it themselves..."

Many monks who were traveling together near the pine and cypress forest discussed with each other and headed directly to the northern exit.

Hundreds of miles away, there are steep cliffs and red caves filled with wind tunnels.

A middle-aged man with a green face, wearing clothes with the pattern of Xuanjun Sect but emitting a hint of demonic aura, was using a jade cup to collect the white spiritual liquid in the cave.

The sudden flash of magical power made his whole body tremble.

He looked up at the sky, his face filled with astonishment: "Is this the strength of the Xuanjun Sect's top geniuses? This is too terrifying..."

“I thought that even if my Taoist skills couldn’t beat the Xuanjun Sect’s true disciples, it wouldn’t be a problem for me to crush these kids in the Spirit Realm. I can just show off a little…”

"It seems I'd better stay away from them and stay safe. My old arms and legs can't stand the slightest bit of torture..."

As he spoke, he shook his body, and amidst the billowing smoke, he turned into a flame and flew into the air, heading towards the center of the spiritual realm.

Judging from his escape method, he is actually a powerful person who has mastered advanced Taoist techniques.

……

In the center of the spiritual realm, there are ruins.

In the ruins filled with broken bricks and tiles, a handsome young man with long hair was sitting cross-legged with a sword placed across his knees, and he kept stroking the blade with his hand.

Not far away, disciples wearing clothes with Xuanjun sect patterns were diligently picking up bricks and tiles, and from time to time they looked at the long-haired and stern young man who was wiping his sword with reverence and fear.

Everyone was searching for spiritual objects, but the young man holding the sword sat aside with an indifferent look on his face. Whoever found a spiritual object from the ruins would present it to him like a treasure.

At this time, in the southern sky, there was a flash of supernatural power, the sky was dark, the wind was deafening, and it attracted everyone's attention.

But it's far away from here, so I can only see a fleeting scene, unlike the monks in the pine and cypress forests, who can feel it so directly.

“Senior Brother Jian, look… look quickly…” someone reminded the young man who seemed to be isolated from the world and only focused on stroking his sword with his head down.

The sword-wielding boy didn't even raise his eyelids: "I saw it."

"What on earth is that? Could it be some ancient demon sealed in the spiritual realm that was released by someone?"

The young man stroking the sword paused for a moment without saying anything.

After a while, a strong momentum approached from a distance.

A woman in a scarlet gauze skirt stood proudly above the ruins.

Following closely behind him were a handsome young man wearing a jade crown and brocade clothes, and a sturdy man with disheveled hair and two axes, who also appeared from all directions.

Looking at the young man holding a sword and sitting cross-legged in the ruins below, the handsome young man in brocade clothes was puzzled: "The swordsman is here, it seems that he didn't do it."

"Bah! I said it wasn't him. How could his moves be so powerful? I'll kowtow to him three times!" The disheveled burly man sneered.

"How outrageous!" The monks who were picking up bricks and tiles in the ruins below were furious when they heard this.

But no one dared to rush forward. The sturdy man carrying two axes was named "Long Lizi", and he was the top figure of this generation in the Xuanjun Sect.

Just as his name suggests, he has practiced mysterious skills and has the strength of a dragon. He is said to have the strength of nine oxen and has also mastered secret techniques. No one dares to fight him head-on.

The top masters of Xuanjun who are as famous as him, such as the swordsman, the red-sleeved fairy, and the Tai Chi master, all seem to give him some respect.

The swordsman seemed to have heard nothing and continued to sit on the ground. He reached out his hand and stroked the edge of the green steel sword. The sharp edge was as sharp as a thorn and could be seen with the naked eye.

It was as if his mind had become one with the sword.

"What? You bunch of rotten garlics, do you still want to fight with me?" There was a cold flash in Long Lizi's eyes.

"You!" Everyone stepped back and hid behind the kendo master.

“Hahaha… let’s go, let’s go…” Seeing this, Long Lizi laughed and waved his hand to signal the girl in red clothes and the young man with jade crown to go.

At this moment.

"Zheng!" A clear sound.

It was extremely pleasant to the ears and could be heard dozens of miles away, but it made the hairs of everyone in the place stand on end.

Long Lizi's laughter also stopped abruptly.

He reached out and touched his left cheek, feeling as if it had been pricked by a needle. Even with his iron-skinned body, his skin was slightly painful.

I reached out and touched it, but there was no wound.

However, a few strands of hair floating in front of the left forehead fell to the ground.

The swordsman's voice came: "I don't like people standing over my head and talking. If you step on me again next time, you will die..."

"Tsk..." Long Lizi sneered somewhat reluctantly, looking like he didn't care at all.

I don't know if he was so confident of his indestructible skills that he didn't care about the kendo master.

Or maybe his character is as heroic as his appearance, and he doesn't care about his life.

"I've long heard that Junior Brother Jian's invisible sword energy is invincible in the world. I never had the chance to see it before. Today, I saw it for the first time and it's really amazing!" The young man in the jade crown clapped his hands in praise.

But the tone in which he called the kendo master "junior brother" either meant that he was truly older than him or that he was being self-righteous. In fact, he did not really take the kendo master seriously.

"Junior Brother Taiji, you are too kind. You have never seen the invisible sword energy. How about you see it for yourself?" The swordsman said indifferently.

"Tai Chi is rootless and boundless. One of you is rootless and the other is formless. It would be great for you to be a couple. Why are you fighting? Hahaha..." In the distance, a young man with double buns came with a flower basket and interrupted.

The hair is tied up with two buns made of red thread.

It looks a little funny.

Everyone's face darkened when they heard this.

This one, with a bun on his head, barefoot, and sitting on a flower basket, is called the barefoot Taoist.

He has great magical powers, but a humorous personality and has never been upright. Moreover, among this generation of Xuanjun disciples, he was the first to practice and become famous, but he was not given the Dharma name "Tai Chi".

Therefore, like many of the top geniuses of the Xuanjun Sect of this generation, he was full of malice towards Tai Chi Zhenren, who claimed to be the leader of the Xuanjun Sect of this generation.

The swordsman is good at invisible swordsmanship, which is one of the ten true magical powers inherited by the Xuanjun Sect.

The highest magical power is sword escape, which can hide in the void and is hard to be seen by immortals and demons, and can be used to kill the soul.

Ten years ago, a swordsman fought with the master of Tongxuan realm, 'Founder of Wuji Sect', 'Master Wuqiong', who had been famous for a thousand years, in the Great Snow Mountain of Northern Wilderness.

Patriarch Wuqiong appeared as the leader of the side sect, but his soul was injured by the invisible sword energy of the swordsman.

A great master-level person, with his soul damaged, returned to the sect and wailed for seven days and seven nights. Even though his disciples and offspring had searched all over the six realms for elixirs, they were unable to find a cure.

It wailed for seven days and seven nights, the pain was so terrible that it was terrifying.

Those filial disciples even ran to Xuanjun Sect and knelt on the ground, begging the swordsman to save the ancestor, but the swordsman shook his head helplessly, saying that even he could do nothing. The Five Poor Patriarch was eventually forced to sit in meditation and pass away, and the Five Extremes Sect declined from then on.

The kendo master also said that he would stop using his sword from now on, and would only fight people with swordsmanship, and would not easily use invisible sword energy.

One person destroyed an entire sect. Although it was not an unrivaled one, the swordsman became famous in the six regions and was known as the best disciple of Xuanjun's generation.

The fame of the Invisible Sword Qi spread throughout the six regions, so some people called him the Invisible Taoist.

But the barefoot Taoist's words were so hurtful.

Upon hearing this, the swordsman and the Tai Chi Taoist both changed their expressions slightly and looked at the barefoot Taoist, with a strong murderous intent spreading over the area.

"Why, you want me to taste the invisible sword energy too? I'm not the old monster Wuqiong."

The barefoot Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, holding the flower basket, and his aura was equally overwhelming. He confronted the opponent head-on and refused to give in at all.

He dared to tease these two people, so he naturally thought he was more powerful and was not afraid of him.

The kendo master didn't say anything, but he held the sword in his hand.

This sword is not a magic sword or a fairy sword, it is just an ordinary green steel sword.

The Invisible Sword Technique is the Xuanjun Sect's true and unique sword technique, passed down by the sect's founder, the Immortal Laojun.

After countless years, no one has been able to comprehend it, and the only one who can truly achieve some level of enlightenment is the swordsman.

In this sword art, the strength lies not in the sword but in the person.

But when he holds the sword, it means he is about to attack.

Seeing that the atmosphere was tense and a fight was about to break out, the scarlet-dressed girl quickly tried to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, brothers; I came to you because I have something to say."

"Have the Tianwu ruins been found?" The eyes of the other people lit up when they heard this.

"Go ahead and fight if you want. I'm going to the ruins first." The girl in scarlet clothes raised her head.

"What!" The barefoot Taoist didn't even bother to make fun of the fight.

"Where?" Long Lizi lost his composure.

Tianwu is an ancient god and demon. According to ancient books: [Tianwu has a human body and a tiger head. He has golden rings on his ears, a red snake in his mouth, and six arms on his ribs. He has the power to catch dragons. He once fought with the real dragon for the position of the Supreme Saint of Water. He lives in Taiyue Mountain, swallows clouds and spits out fog. When he opens his mouth, fog confuses the universe and torrential rain pours down for billions of miles. When he closes his mouth, the sky clears...]

According to the notes of the sect's founder, this spiritual realm is exactly the remains of the god and demon Tian Wu.

In ancient times, the ninth ancestor of Xuanjun often went to Taiyue to meet his good friend Tianwu, so the Xuanjun Sect studied the remaining works of the ancestor of Xuanjun, and indeed found this spiritual realm in Taiyue Ridge.

And Long Lizi was practicing the profound art of physical combat, so this inheritance of gods and demons was extremely important to him.

The others also came for the spiritual treasures of the Tianwu Palace.

For top geniuses like them, all the resources of the sect are poured into them, so they have no shortage of spiritual medicines.

Only spiritual treasures, magic weapons, magical weapons, magical powers, or top-notch magic tools and superior Taoist techniques can attract them.

"Over at the ancient altar in the center of the spiritual realm, many pagan disciples and demons that have entered the spiritual realm have rushed there." The scarlet-clothed girl said before she finished her words.

The swordsman has turned into a rainbow and rushed towards the central altar.

The remaining few people also followed over there.

"Senior brothers and sisters! Wait for us!" Upon seeing this, other Xuanjun disciples followed by riding the mist or the wind.

……

Pine and cypress forest on the southern edge of the secret territory.

Ji Yuan was still searching for corpses next to the mantis scorpion's nest.

The escaping Xuanjun sect disciple was swept away by a strong divine wind and fell to the ground, already dying.

“Magic…magical power!”

“This is not the power of the Yi Qi realm, how can you enter the spirit…” Before he could finish his words, pieces of internal organs and blood came out of his mouth, and he had completely lost his life.

The supernatural power has the power to shake the heaven and earth; Ji Yuan doesn't want him to escape, so this is considered too much force.

I originally planned to leave a person alive to explore the secret realm.

As a result, this man used the life-saving talisman and escaped in an instant at an extremely fast speed. He was instantly caught by the divine wind and when he was pulled back, the two powerful forces pulled each other.

His internal organs were completely shattered. Even though he was a cultivator, he was not a god or demon with a strong body. How could he withstand it?

He died after falling down.

Ji Yuan buried him together with the disciple of Xuanjun named Qi who died in the pond before.

Then he looked at his three treasure bags that were already bulging and could no longer hold anything, and the mountain of elixir boxes, spiritual iron, spiritual copper, and books left on the ground, his face showing difficulty.

These two Xuanjun monks ambushed more than seventy fellow disciples or monks of other religions.

What you get is more than you can imagine.

Not to mention all kinds of rare and strange spiritual woods, spiritual fruits, spiritual liquids, spiritual medicines, spiritual materials, spiritual coppers, and spiritual irons.

There are also two books on secret techniques.

There are three ten thousand year old spiritual medicines, twelve spiritual medicines over five thousand years old, and countless spiritual medicines under a thousand years old.

There was also a pile of seven or eight hundred year old spiritual medicines, which Ji Yuan had thrown into the centipede bee bag to feed the centipede bees and the newly acquired 200,000 highly poisonous alien insects, mantis scorpions.

The mantis scorpion couldn't finish eating anything, so there was a lot of food left, which Ji Yuan simply threw into the pond as garbage.

It really can't fit any more.

If refined, the spiritual medicine less than a thousand years old would not increase Ji Yuan's current magic power by even a little bit.

It is not as fast as increasing your power by practicing breathing exercises in the spiritual realm, after all, the spiritual energy in the spiritual realm is rich.

After a hundred years, the quality of magic power will slowly change.

It's different from the previous state.

"I give up. These people come out of the spiritual realm without bringing any treasure bags... What should I do..."

It can’t hold any more. It really can’t hold any more.

These two treasure bags belonged to the two Xuanjun disciples who were killed.

"When we get to the center of the spiritual realm, the first thing we need to do is to grab the treasure bag!" Ji Yuan stomped his feet, picked things up from the ground, and took them out of the treasure bag.

Throw away all the spiritual iron that is not of any use at the moment.

Two books of secret arts and numerous books are the first things to bring.

The second is spiritual medicine. All of them must be taken away, followed by spiritual medicine seeds.

The seeds of this magical medicine are hard to find in the world and can only be found in this ancient secret realm. There are quite a few of them in the spiritual realm and they are very valuable if you take them out.

Then there are all kinds of rare and precious spiritual woods.

Spiritual wood is more valuable than spiritual iron.

The spiritual wood is mainly the branches of the spiritual tree, which can be taken out and grafted, and can bloom and bear fruit in the future.

It can also be considered an alternative type of elixir seed.

Very very important.

After packing up, Ji Yuan flew up without any hesitation and headed towards the center of the spiritual realm.

Although, logically, I should go out and deal with these treasure bags before coming back.

But the disciple of Xuanjun Sect had a detailed map on him, and the closer you get to the center of the spiritual realm, the more treasures there are.

And they came here to look for the relics and magical treasures of gods and demons called "Tianwu".

There might be a magical treasure. Just for this reason, Ji Yuan had to throw these three treasure bags aside.

Even if it is a low-level spiritual treasure like the Dust-Repelling Pearl.

Each spiritual treasure is unique and is the basic material for making magic weapons.

If there is a spiritual treasure as the material, Ji Yuan is confident that he can forge an innate magic weapon.

Having that thing is the real foundation.

You know, there is a story in the cultivation world that a young cultivator with only a few years of cultivation stole his master's magic weapon.

In the end, he chased after his master and beat him, but there was nothing he could do.

It was only after the Grandmaster (the leader) stepped in that the magic weapon was recovered.

If there is anything more powerful and valuable than supernatural powers.

That can only be a magic weapon, an innate magic weapon.

Even if the Tianwu Mansion only had a low-level spiritual treasure like the Dust-Removing Pearl, Ji Yuan would accept it.

The main reason is that there are too few Dust-Repelling Beads; one needs at least three or five similar ones to combine them to make a magic weapon.

Two chapters, with increased volume but no additional updates; one chapter has more than 5,000 words, for a total of 10,000 words; for me who usually updates 4,000 words a day, this is considered a breakthrough, with over 1,000 first orders and 10,000 updates every day.

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