I use myths to create immortality

Chapter 82: 81: Wu Yin, Caizhu City, practicing invisibility
Two groups of people from Teng Haifeng, one in front and one behind, flew away across a hundred miles.

Just as the two groups of people left Tenghai Peak, a beam of fog rose up from the mountains and forests hundreds of miles away. It floated for thousands of miles and arrived at a sacred peak hundreds of miles away with steep cliffs, purple bamboos and tall pines.

This is Shangxuan Peak, which is as famous as Tenghai Peak.

In Shangxuan Temple, several monks with strong auras were feasting and chatting in the hall.

The leader was Xue Lingche, a pale-faced young man of about thirteen or fourteen, wearing a purple brocade robe.

The mist flew into the hall and transformed into a young man in brown clothes. He bowed and said, "Brother Lingche, I saw Teng Haifeng's Lingmiao move."

Before Xue Lingche could speak, a thin young man in black with disheveled hair and a pale face stood up from his left and asked, "What! How many people did that little girl bring with her?"

The voice was sinister, like the cry of an owl at night, and it made the whole hall feel chilly.

This person is the master of Wuyin Peak, with the Buddhist name Lingyou. He has been famous for many years and is known as Wuyin Master. He has the magic weapon Five Ghost Flags and has mastered the external magic [White Bone God and Demon Soul-Seizing Sound]. He is powerful and is ranked among the top masters of the inner sect.

In his excitement at this moment, he unconsciously used a little of the Soul-Calling Sound Technique.

The young man in brown felt a darkness before his eyes, as if he saw mountains of corpses and seas of blood on all sides, and countless demons and ghosts pulling at him. His head ached and felt like it was going to explode.

Suddenly, a ray of yang and magical power hit his body, and the layers of horrific scenes suddenly disappeared. It turned out to be Ling Che who made the move.

"Brother Wuyin, calm down first and don't be so excited." Lingche stood up and pressed down Master Wuyin.

"That little bitch used her magic power and Taoist skills to defeat me in the White Crane Tower in Maozhou and made me look foolish in public. I have been holding a grudge against her for fifty years!" Master Wuyin's cheeks showed a sickly flush and his breathing was irregular.

Everyone else at the table looked at Master Wu Yin with complicated expressions.

This Master Wu Yin was hailed as the leader of the inner sect of the Immortal Sect, but all his magic skills were from heterodox sects. He came from a poor family, and was bullied in his early years when his magic skills were limited. Later, by chance, he met Master Bai Gu in the White Bone Cave in the East Wasteland, and obtained a page of evil magic from the heterodox immortal Bai Gu Zhenren.

Although he has mastered the White Bone Demon Soul-Calling Technique, he has gone astray and has become increasingly vicious and cruel, with a perverse and suspicious personality, and he will take revenge for any slight.

His feud with Ling Miao is also well known.

More than fifty years ago, when the Five Yin Magic was just being perfected, he was assigned a mission to kill demons in Maozhou of the Dongli Dynasty. On the way, he couldn't stand the loneliness so he used magic to abduct a decent woman and raped her in broad daylight at the White Crane Tower in Maozhou.

It happened that Lingmiao was also resting in the White Crane Tower at that time. Lingmiao was extremely beautiful, and Wuyin became furious. He used his newly acquired magic to abduct Lingmiao and rape her.

Not only was he easily defeated by Ling Miao, but he was also stripped naked and hung upside down on the White Crane Tower for three days and three nights, making him lose face and become a laughing stock.

After nearly sixty years of study, his magic skills became more and more powerful, and even gradually reached a high level. Even the elders in the sect did not dare to offend him.

Xue Lingche, who was known for his arrogance, called him "Senior Brother".

Naturally, no one dared to laugh at him by mentioning what happened back then, but this incident was like a thorn in the side of Master Wuyin, and had become an obstacle in his heart.

Then there is the White Bone Demon Soul Locking Technique, which is an ancient magic technique of gods and demons. It is powerful and strange, but it has great taboos. He could only practice it incompletely, and the more he practiced it, the more inhuman he became.

This made the lustful ghost, the Five Yins Master, even more violent and irritable. His mood became more and more unpredictable in public, and he would kill people at will. He could be said to have truly become a demon.

But Master Wuyin attributed all of this to Lingmiao's public humiliation at the White Crane Tower.

He must kill Ling Miao and humiliate her severely before his thoughts can come to pass.

Several people at the banquet thought that their magic skills were not inferior to his, but they were afraid that this guy was a madman and a demon who would kill people if they disagreed with him, so they all gave him some room and called him "senior brother".

Ling Che looked at the brown-clothed boy and shouted, "Why don't you speak quickly?"

The young man in brown clothes who had managed to save his life turned pale with fear and sweat dripped down his back. He said cautiously, "Ten, including Ling Miao himself, a total of eleven. They just left Tenghai and headed north."

"Hahaha, okay, okay, don't worry, everyone, just follow my plan."

"After the matter is done, Miss Gu will be under the disposal of Senior Brother Wuyin; as for the 20,000 kilograms of spiritual sand and 3,000 bottles of cold pond essence, we will divide them equally!"

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Ji Yuan and Chen Hai were a hundred miles behind Ling Miao; after leaving Kunwu, they were alert and vigilant all the way.

Including Gu Lingmiao and his group, they also seemed to be in a loose situation on the surface, but they had all prepared their weapons and spells, always on guard against threats from their surroundings.

According to everyone's prior expectations, if someone wanted to rob the spiritual sand of Tenghai Peak and the essence of Hantan, it would definitely happen after leaving Kunwu and before reaching Kanyuanze.

Because this section of the road is through the wilderness and has the fewest people and monks.

If they pass Kanyuanze, they will reach Zhongzhou, which is densely populated. If a fight takes place, the noise will be so loud that it will not only alarm mortals, but also many cultivators in Zhongzhou may notice it.

But to everyone's surprise, for more than a whole month, until they passed Kanyuanze, there was no movement at all.

"Brother, we have reached the border of Yue State in Zhongzhou."

Ji Yuan looked at the rolling hills and ancient trees under the clouds, passing by villages from time to time. The mountain path was rugged and he had indeed returned to Zhongzhou.

"Brother, do you think it might be a case of much ado about nothing, and no one will ambush and kill us?" Chen Hai speculated.

"No." Ji Yuan shook his head.

"Why? Will they wait until Zhongzhou to take action? It would be much better to ambush and kill people in Kanyuan Lake. In the wilderness, the mountains are high and the forests are dense. There are many obstacles. If someone dies, he will rot immediately. Even the founder of the sect cannot predict it."

This is actually what Ji Yuan was wondering about.

The Kanyuan Lake is over 200,000 miles in radius; the fog and evil spirits rise into the sky, and even if someone is killed, there is no need to destroy the body as the dead body will be melted by the poisonous fog.

"If the enemy comes, we will fight him with our soldiers; if the water comes, we will block it with earth. It doesn't matter if we have it or not." Ji Yuan said thoughtfully.

For Ji Yuan, with the experience of sweeping away thousands of cultivators in Tianwu Lingjing, he has an understanding of his own strength.

He would not be afraid even if thousands of people from Mingshu Peak, Shangxuan Peak, and Wuyin Peak came together.

If you don’t come, forget it.

When they came, it was just in time for Kuang Kuang to snatch all of them away, and in this way, the issue of the 5 million merit point admission tickets for the trial more than a year later was also solved.

While he was thinking, Gu Lingmiao and his group in front of him had already descended from the clouds and landed in a mountain city.

Ji Yuan and his companions received the signal and fell into the Yue city called Caizhu City.

The mountain city is not big, covering an area of ​​only four or five miles, with a two-meter-high earthen wall. At the city gate, the Yue mountain people are bustling around, carrying baskets and bamboo swords, and lining up to enter the city with mountain products on their shoulders.

"The Yue people are good at archery, and they all like bravery but not culture. You see, they all have cut hair and tattoos, and they have fierce faces. They are rude and barbaric, and they really don't look like the well-dressed people in the Central Plains." Chen Hai stood in front of Ji Yuan and turned his head to point at the poorly dressed, skinny and skinny mountain people of Yue.

"Don't talk nonsense." Ji Yuan glared at him.

"They won't understand." Chen Hai shrank his neck.

The six realms of the heavens are vast, and the customs and dialects of each place are different, let alone a country; the Yue area is mixed with barbarians, the closer to the border, the more mixed the language, and even the language of each village is different.

When they arrived at the city gate, two burly warriors wearing rattan armor and holding long spears blocked the way and collected entry tax from the mountain people entering the city.

The Yue people had no coins, and the official currency they used was the yellow coins of Dachen in Zhongzhou. Ji Yuan and the other man had no goods on them, so they each brought two coins when they entered the city.

"The money for the two Taoist priests has already been paid. Please come in directly." The warrior holding the sword and armor bowed slightly.

These are not ordinary soldiers. They have practiced military formations and tactics, and their bodies are filled with blood and energy like smoke. One of these soldiers can defeat a hundred people and can ward off ghosts and gods.

If one could gather a thousand-man army, fearless of life or death, any ordinary demon or Qi-refining warrior could be killed in the formation.

The words were difficult to pronounce, but the official language of Yue State was similar to that of Zhongzhou, so Ji Yuan and the others could understand it. They looked up and entered the city, and sure enough, it was Gu Lingmiao and his group waiting for them behind the city gate.

Gu Lingmiao wore a gauze hat to cover her face. Holding a magic sword in her hand, she looked at Ji Yuan and said, "Go into the city to rest for a few days and recover your energy before leaving."

They had been continuously raising fog and riding the wind, starting from Kunwu and travelling hundreds of thousands of miles for over a month without a single break. They had also been on high alert the entire time, and even a Qi Refiner would be mentally exhausted.

Seeing that Chen Hai and the others were indeed frosted and listless, Ji Yuan naturally had no objection: "It's good to see the scenery of Yue Country."

Caizhu City has a population of tens of thousands, with inns, post houses, and various shops. Hundreds of mountain people gather here, and the streets are quite prosperous. Cultivation is not enough. It is difficult to achieve excellence without experiencing the world.

A few people arrived at the Caizhu City Official Posthouse, which was a large courtyard with several entrances. They paid the rent and rented several rooms.

Gu Lingmiao had a room to herself, and the rest of the people had two people in each courtyard.

Ji Yuan and Chen Hai lived in the east wing of the official post station. There were just two upper rooms inside, and a small courtyard of about 20 to 30 feet in radius. There was an old locust tree in the corner, and under the tree there was a wooden stool and stone table. The environment was quiet and peaceful.

Chen Hai entered his room and fell asleep immediately. Gu Lingmiao and the others went out for a stroll, some for a snack, and some for a rest.

In the side room, Ji Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed alone, with a raging fire in front of him.

The innate divine copper, about ten feet long and as thick as a human waist, floated in the air and was constantly burned by a small ball of flame.

The surface of the divine bronze was pitch black, like a scrap iron pillar; there was no sign at all that this was a forged innate spiritual treasure.

Over the past few months, Ji Yuan's control over fire has been improved by refining the divine copper with the Samadhi fire every day.

Now the firelight will not be leaked at all; even if the spiritual treasure is being refined in this inn, Chen Hai next door will not notice it at all.

After smelting for several hours and allowing the divine energy to become more and more integrated with the spiritual treasure, Ji Yuan collected the Samadhi Fire and the divine copper.

Open the booklet "The Art of Invisibility" and study it.

This is a jade scroll about a foot long, with approximately five or six pages, containing tens of thousands of words written in tiny handwriting.

"It's quite exquisite. No wonder it's said to be a minor technique that is not worth practicing."

The art of invisibility is divided into three levels.

The first layer is [Skin Refining], which can change the color of the skin membrane, or make it dark, or scarred, or fair, old, or tender, and it can be switched freely.

The second level is [Refining the Flesh], which can mobilize the muscles and twist the twelve major tendons, so that one can transform between fat, thin, obese, weak, and strong, and can also change the tone of voice.

The third level [Bone Refining] can break 206 bones in the human body except the cervical spine, and can shrink and expand them, which can change height, shortness, illness, lameness, and disability.

It sounds simple; but to practice this invisibility technique, one has to endure tremendous pain and it is extremely difficult to make progress; in addition, a huge amount of elixirs are needed as tonic.

Even a person with superior talent needs thirty years to master the first level; it is clearly obscure and difficult.

The huge amount of elixirs consumed can enable a person to cultivate magical powers for a hundred years from scratch.

Even if one has mastered it, once one gets within twenty miles of a cultivator, one's aura will be detected.

So it's not very useful.

But for Ji Yuan, practicing this method has three major conveniences.

The first convenience is that Ji Yuan cultivated the Mysterious Art of Gods and Demons; he can be regarded as the ancestor of this kind of Kung Fu that refines muscles, bones and skin; Ji Yuan can use the Mysterious Art to barely change the muscles, bones and internal organs; it’s just that he doesn’t know the key techniques.

Practicing this technique will definitely be quick, and the mysterious power of gods and demons is powerful, and the pain will be reduced a lot.

The second convenience is that Ji Yuan looted a lot of spiritual medicines from the Tianwu Spiritual Realm, as many as hundreds of kinds, and the medicinal materials in this medicine soup recipe just happened to include all of them.

This reduces the time spent searching for medicinal materials.

The third benefit: Ji Yuan took the wood marrow, which not only made him one of the best in the major sects, but also gave him the miraculous ability of clear eyesight.

An ordinary cultivator can only see seven or eight miles away, and may not be able to see things clearly twenty or thirty miles away.

As for Ji Yuan, he can observe the tiniest things from a distance of a hundred miles away, and his magical powers are so profound that he can even drop mosquitoes and flies from a distance of a hundred miles away.

If there were no mountains or rivers blocking the view, he could use his magical powers to accurately strike the enemy even from three hundred miles away.

Therefore, there is no need to get close to others; this is also the reason why no one could capture his aura and find out his true identity even though Ji Yuan used a pseudonym to commit crimes many times.

When cultivators look for people, they rely on their Qi. Qigong practitioners have the ability to observe the entire universe and see the minute Qi of all things. Every object, substance, and even tiny dust particle has its own Qi.

It’s like Ji Yuan holding a needle in his hand, remembering the needle’s energy, and then throwing the needle into the ocean billions of miles away, Ji Yuan can easily find it by following the energy.

This means seeing mountains as not being mountains and seeing water as not being water.

But if there is no qi energy from the needle, it would be like a blind man touching an elephant or looking for a needle in a haystack.

For ordinary Qigong practitioners below the level of Tongxuan, who have not yet achieved the Yuanshen, the range of their spells is approximately twenty miles, and no more than a hundred miles at most.

It’s not that the spell can’t reach that far; it’s that you can’t see clearly, and your vision is blocked by mountains and rivers, so you can’t hit accurately and can only rely on blind shooting.

Only those who have reached the level of Tongxuan and achieved the primordial spirit can cast spells over a distance of thousands or tens of thousands of miles and still be accurate.

For example, the stubborn old monster Stone could cast a spell in Baiyun Cave from hundreds of miles away and bring mountain spirits, wild monsters, and monks from four or five hundred miles away into the cave and roast and eat them.

This kind of magical power that can capture people thousands of miles away is extremely terrifying to cultivators below the level of Tongxuan.

Ji Yuan took wood marrow, which made his vision sharp enough to see hundreds of miles away; this was of great help in fighting, so he was able to fight with the stubborn stone monster and even suppress his profound cultivation.

This is also the core reason why every time Ji Yuan takes action and displays his magical powers from hundreds of miles away, people will mistake him for the old monster Tongxuan or Daomiao.

Because these people couldn't find Ji Yuan's aura at all, let alone where he was hiding, it was as if supernatural powers suddenly descended from the sky, unpredictable and extremely frightening.

"My Heaven-shaking Seal can capture the enemy from twenty miles away, and can deter the enemy at a distance of a hundred miles. In addition, my magical power can also shake the enemy hundreds of miles away. Combined with the invisibility technique, even if others see my face, they will not know who I am."

Some monks have taken spiritual objects or practiced magic eye spells, and are able to see minute details hundreds of miles away.

But what does it matter if they can be seen? As long as you master the art of invisibility and change your appearance, others will not be able to control your energy and will be unable to do anything to you.

In addition, there is the embryo of the red-spotted blood spider silk brocade bag magic weapon seized from the spiritual realm; it can isolate the qi from ten miles away.

Ji Yuan even dared to rob an ordinary master like Tongxuan.

Ji Yuan followed the breathing and qi-regulating methods recorded in the "Art of Invisibility" as well as hundreds of methods to cultivate the skin and fur and to train and change the flesh, and began to try to cultivate the first level of skin refining.

Hold the Ziwu seal with both hands, sit cross-legged facing west, deeply enter a state of meditation, observe the unchanging golden ocean, circulate qi through the meridians, and open your lips slightly.

A wisp of black wind, invisible to the naked eye, was drawn from the west by the Ziwu Seal and entered through the fontanelle on the top of the head.

This is the method of gathering Qi; anyone who practices various methods may look up to the sky, or look at the abyss of the earth, or sit at the intersection, or live on a dangerous cliff, or live in the water, or in the valley, to gather the corresponding Qi and cultivate magic.

For some Dafa, it is simply impossible to activate it with seals and mantras alone, so it is necessary to open an altar and use the power of the altar to absorb the Qi of heaven and earth.

There are big altars, small altars, and inverted altars; some face the Big Dipper, some face the Star Palace, some face the Golden Palace, and some face the underworld.

You can practice for three-seven times, seven-seven times, or nine-nine times, to complete the practice by gathering energy.

The so-called opening of the altar and performing the ritual is that the Qigong practitioners pretend to be ghosts and gods, steal the essence of heaven and earth, and take advantage of it for a while; but if they only borrow and don’t return, they will meet with disaster sooner or later, that’s the truth.

The art of invisibility is a minor art, so naturally there is no need to perform it in a ceremony.

The black wind entered the fontanelle, and the whole head sank slightly, as if frozen by ice. The scalp felt numb at first, and then vaguely like being pricked by needles, which was quite painful.

After a few more breaths, the black wind slowly moved to Ji Yuan's forehead, and a fist-sized bump appeared on his forehead. It felt like a mouse was digging a hole inside, and the bumps kept rising and falling. He was sweating all over from the pain.

Wherever the black wind passes, it is like billions of needles constantly piercing the flesh and torturing the fur, while the qi and blood in the body are constantly repairing themselves, and this cycle repeats itself.

This is the work of refining the skin. One needs to pinch the seal and borrow the "Wang Qi" from the Western Abyss to forge the skin membrane and refine the pores and hair.

Wang Qi is a kind of iron-like gas emitted from the abyss of the western sky. It is incompatible with human flesh and blood. It is naturally extremely painful to absorb this gas into the body.

To absorb the Qi, one must train the skin all over one's body, inch by inch, and repeat this thousands or tens of thousands of times until one has mastered it thoroughly and entered the first level of kung fu.

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