Chapter 68: 67: Great Disaster, Sorting Out the Harvest
In fact, Ji Yuan had originally planned to capture Taiji Zhenren and other talented disciples of Xuanjun Sect, and then search and torture them one by one to learn their secret techniques or magical powers.

Including the secret of being able to cultivate magical powers for 1,500 years without having to go through the three disasters.

However, because Taiji Zhenren had previously overturned Tianwu’s mansion with his magical powers, many Xuanjun cultivators fled frantically and headed all the way out of the spiritual realm.

It was obvious that he was going to call the Xuanjun Sect’s master Tongxuan or the Daomiao ancestor over.

In addition, a lot of time had already passed by watching them fighting each other, and then waiting until they were both injured before taking action.

You must leave the spiritual realm as soon as possible.

So he only took away the treasure bags of Tai Chi Zhenren and others.

As for the spiritual objects and magical tools they might have on them, Ji Yuan did not have the time to interrogate and search them carefully.

Fortunately, the biggest goal of this trip has been achieved, and the greatest legacy of the entire Tianwu Mansion has been obtained, including seven treasures including the true blood of gods and demons.

Now, the entire inside of Ji Yuan’s clothes was filled with treasure bags of various sizes; there were no less than twenty treasure bags.

These more than twenty treasure bags are all filled bulgingly.

“With so many elixirs, let alone cultivating magic power for tens of thousands of years, it will be enough for me to cultivate magic power for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.” Ji Yuan was satisfied.

Of course, this is without considering the changes in mana quality.

Once the magic power is cultivated to a level above the profound and wonderful, it is no longer possible to simply rely on elixirs to quickly increase the power.

Tongxuan magic power; also known as Tongxuan Qi, its quality is far beyond that of one Qi by many times, and it can have many mysteries.

After achieving the ultimate level of enlightenment, he could cast a spell to inject magical power into other people’s bodies.

The spell can remain attached to another person’s body for dozens or hundreds of years.

Moreover, the caster can manipulate the magic power with just a thought from thousands or tens of thousands of miles away.

This is just the understanding of Xuan Qi.

The next higher realm of Taoism, where one cultivates the Taoist energy, is even more mysterious.

Any trace of magical power contains the power of creation. It can make flowers bloom in an instant and bring the dead back to life.

With his current magical powers and Taoist strength, Ji Yuan is far superior to his peers and can even fight against some powerful masters.

But it cannot compete with the wonderful realm of Tao.

Not to mention the ability of the powerful one to imprison the void for thousands of miles.

The difference in the quality of mana is like a chasm.

The ancestor Dao Miao could easily perform the fireball technique, and under the effect of Dao Miao Qi, they could transform into fire birds, fire dragons, and fire generals that were hundreds of feet long, just like living creatures.

The difference in mana is as huge as a chasm. How can we fight?

“Master Taiji has not overcome the three disasters, but has cultivated magical powers for 1,500 years. He should have used some kind of treasure to suppress the three disasters!” Recalling his previous observations, Ji Yuan speculated in his heart.

Naturally, he couldn’t dismember Tai Chi Zhenren to check what the treasure was.

It would be strange if Tai Chi Zhenren’s master didn’t dismember Ji Yuan as well.

I can’t ask directly, otherwise it will expose the identity of the senior master “Guangchengzi”.

“Not only Taiji Master, but also the swordsman and several others, all of them have magical powers exceeding five hundred years!”

The swordsman and others also have magical powers of more than 500 years, but they are not as conspicuous as Tai Chi Zhenren, and these people have not overcome the three disasters.

The three disasters are both calamities and misfortunes, but they are also great blessings.

Wind disasters refine the true Qi, fire disasters refine the Yang Spirit, and thunder disasters refine the Dharma body.

It’s not so easy to get through.

“This means that there is indeed a way to suppress the three disasters in the world. I can only wait until I return to the sect and carefully read the secrets in the classics.” Ji Yuan suppressed these thoughts.

In this world, knowledge is paid for; in terms of its preciousness, it is second only to magical powers and treasures.

Many secrets are not recorded in books, but are only passed down orally between teachers and students, and within families.

Precious knowledge and tricks are worth a fortune and are priceless treasures.

There is no way there can be such popular science books as “Encyclopedia of Cultivation World”, “A Thousand Ways to Take Spiritual Medicines”, or “Three Years of Qi Refining and Five Years of Simulation”.

Being able to have a book called “Lingxuan Guizhi” that introduces common knowledge that is well known to many people is a privilege only available to major religions.

In the Xuanwei Dao’s Sutra Library, most of the classics and knowledge that can be exchanged are actually biographies of the mortal world, travel notes, poems, explanations of Chinese characters, geographical maps, etc.

In fact, it can also be bought in the mortal world.

However, dynasties on earth are short-lived, with one dynasty changing after hundreds or thousands of years. Many secret books of knowledge would be lost or burned and banned by the new dynasty.

The Xianmen Church has stored all these books in the Sutra Repository. The books in the Sutra Repository are relatively comprehensive, with books accumulated from dynasties throughout the ages, and that’s all.

While he was thinking about this, he had already flown thousands of miles and arrived at the northern exit of the spiritual realm.

At the exit of the spiritual realm is a cliff shrouded in fog. In front of the cliff, there are many cultivators queuing up to follow the fog into the cliff and out to the outside world.

Seeing the dense crowds of monks in front of him, the entire exit of the spiritual realm was blocked.

Ji Yuan directly used a trace of magical power, and in an instant, the wind blew sand and rocks in front of the fog cliff. Many cultivators were caught off guard and rolled into a ball in the wind.

“Ah… who caused the wind?”

“Oh no! That powerful person who stole spiritual objects is chasing us!”

“Get out of the way…get out of the way…”

There was a lot of sand and wind in front of the exit. The monks could not stand steadily and rolled into a ball, unable to open their eyes.

He also opened up the exit, and Ji Yuan’s figure disappeared in the wind, creating a hurricane, flying over everyone’s heads, like a ray of white light, penetrating into the fog.

Flying into the fog, he could not tell east from west, south from north, and north from south. There was thick fog all around him and he could only see a few feet in front of him. Ji Yuan lowered his head and flew forward.

After a few breaths, a cave appeared on the cliff in front of him. It was several feet wide. Ji Yuan entered the pitch-black cave and flew straight ahead on the wind.

I don’t know how long it was, but I felt a sense of weightlessness all over my body, the whistling wind and fog filled my ears, and my eyes went dark, as if the world was turned upside down.

After a few more breaths, this feeling disappeared, and Ji Yuan knew that he had left the spiritual realm.

Has returned to the world of six realms and great wilderness.

About several hundred feet deep in the dark cave, a ray of light shone through. After going out from there, it was in front of the cliff of Fukouchuan.

After returning to the Great Wilderness of the Six Realms, Ji Yuan was a little uncomfortable.

In the spiritual realm, supernatural powers can easily shake the heaven and earth. A few uses can make a thousand miles dark and the sun, moon and stars sway. The laws of the six realms are thousands of times heavier, making people feel restrained.

Ji Yuan had just flown out of the cave and saw the daylight when suddenly a large amount of fire and ice cones flew out in front of him.

“Quick! Catch him!” a Xuanjun monk shouted.

However, it was the disciples of Xuanjun Sect from Fukouchuan who had already ambushed at the exit.

Ji Yuan flicked his sleeves and summoned a wisp of heavenly wind.

“Puff!” The wind from the sky opened the way, and wherever it passed, all the flames and ice cones were completely consumed. “Swish!” Even the many weapons and flying swords flying towards the cave entrance were blown by the golden wind, and their spiritual light suddenly dimmed.

“Not good! This beast has powerful magical powers!”

“Quick! Put away your weapons and set up the magic net to catch him!” The Xuanjun sect monks exclaimed in shock as they looked at the weapons in their hands that were already riddled with holes and rotted like scrap metal.

“Boom!” With a loud bang, eight monks around Fukouchuan cast spells at the same time. A heavenly net flew up in the sky. It was a magic net made of ropes as thick as arms, flashing with talisman light. It was a hundred feet wide and covered Ji Yuan.

The Dharma Net is made of steel cables as thick as the monks’ arms, with various talismans attached to them. It can capture wind and air and bind demons.

Once you are caught in the net, you will be unable to struggle even if you have tremendous power.

“Hahahaha…” Ji Yuan let out a long roar, walked towards the French open, and pointed with his finger.

A golden gust of wind as thick as a chopstick stretched out for several feet, and like an arrow, it wrapped around the rope of the French Open. A teeth-grinding corrosive sound rang out, and accompanied by flying ashes all over the sky, it actually blew a big hole in the French Open.

Ji Yuan Yufeng passed through the big hole and walked away.

“Who on earth are you, a demon? How dare you cause trouble in the territory of Xuanjun Sect? Do you dare to leave your name?” the monk of Xuanjun Sect shouted.

But the man was seen wearing a Hunyuan bun and a linen robe with wide sleeves, and his back looked like an immortal, unfathomable.

“Well, a little light shines through the room; the furnace splashes out the golden essence. The power is revealed by shaking the world; the success is achieved by escaping and dying!”

“I am Guangchengzi from Kongtong Mountain. Fellow Taoists, please don’t see me off!”

He actually sang as he walked away, ignoring the hundreds of Xuanjun sect monks in Fukouchuan as if they were nothing. His wind drifted a thousand miles away, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

“Stop chasing!” The middle-aged cultivator who had asked Ji Yuan about his identity raised his hand to stop the Xuanjun disciple who was about to chase him.

“Elder, he has teased us like this, are we just going to let him go?” Someone was holding a weapon that had been corroded into scrap iron by the innate golden wind, with an indignant look on his face.

“Didn’t you hear the ‘Daoqing’ sung by Guangchengzi? Since he dared to claim that he had the magical power to shake the world, even though he had not yet achieved the ultimate level of cultivation, he was not someone that could be easily dealt with.”

The general meaning of the poem is that since practicing, one feels that he has made rapid progress and his cultivation has become increasingly powerful, but this has not yet been verified; until one day when he uses his supernatural powers, he knows that his “Tao power” can shake the heavens and the earth. He has lived for who knows how many years without dying, and only then did he know that he has transcended the ordinary lifespan.

“It’s just boasting. If he really has the power to shake the heavens and the earth, how could he flee in panic? A spit from each of us could drown him.”

“That’s right. With so many of us, how can we be afraid of just one of him?”

“You are such a coward, elder.”

The middle-aged Taoist did not refute. He just looked at the rusty flying sword in his hand. Thinking of the golden aura, a hint of fear appeared in the depths of his eyes.

“The battle between us Qi Refiners is not a fight between gangsters, so how can we be defeated by having more people? He is not afraid of our large numbers, but of the ancestors of our sect.”

Just now a cultivator came out to report that in the spiritual realm, Taiji Zhenren and others were fighting with a huge alien monster and the outcome was unknown, and the powerful people in the sect were rushing here.

“A person with such extraordinary powers has entered the spiritual realm. I wonder what happened to Taiji, Long Lizi and the others…” The elder of Xuanjun Sect frowned.

……

Just a short while after Ji Yuan left, the powerful aura of Fukouchuan swept over, the void twisted, and a young man with white eyebrows stood out of thin air.

The mysterious energy of Tao spreads across thousands of miles.

The entire Fukouchuan, whether elders or ordinary monks, bowed and saluted, calling him “White-browed Ancestor”.

But even when Dao Miao arrived, he had no way to enter the spiritual realm, so he could only wait at the exit and send Yi Qi Realm disciples into the spiritual realm to check the situation.

It was not until several days later that Tai Chi Zhenren and his group walked out of the exit of the spiritual realm.

On the barefoot Taoist’s back was the naked Long Lizi.

Long Lizi’s mysterious power is really powerful. His split head has recovered, but he is still in a coma.

Listen to Taiji Zhenren and others recount what happened in the spiritual realm.

The White Eyebrow Patriarch had a gloomy expression on his face: “Guangchengzi! Good Guangchengzi! Sooner or later I will make you spit out these spiritual medicines and treasures in the same way you took them.”

From the barefoot Taoist and others, he already knew that all the disciples of Xuanjun Sect in the spiritual realm were looted by an old monster named “Guangchengzi”.

Even the seven treasures that Xuanjun Sect had been planning for a long time were all looted by them.

“Uncle Baimei, who exactly is Guangchengzi from Kongtong Mountain?” Hongxiu asked curiously.

The White Eyebrow Patriarch shook his head: “No one in the Six Regions has ever heard of this person. He is probably the same as that old monster, the Jade Fire Toad. They are both demons from outside the region!”

“Uncle Master, it’s all our fault for being incompetent. The sect’s thousand-year plan has been wasted in one day…” Tai Chi Zhenren was filled with guilt.

In order to enable him to be invincible in the spiritual realm and seize the legacy of Tianwu, the Xuanjun Sect spent countless efforts.

A secret treasure that can suppress disasters; the Tai Chi Dao Qi that can be used to cultivate the Tai Chi Qi supernatural power was also given to him, which can be said to be a great hope.

It was to allow him to take the Hongmeng Divine Copper and the Spiritual Jade Treasures from the Tianwu Mansion out to the Spirit Realm.

“It involves a great catastrophe for the ages and a major event for the six religions. It’s a turbulent time, and all kinds of monsters are running into the area! It’s us old guys who have completely miscalculated this time.” The White-browed Ancestor did not blame them.

“Uncle Master, what’s the big deal?” Taiji couldn’t help but ask.

“I can’t say; as for the founder’s plan, even I don’t know the details; but once it succeeds, my Xuanjun sect will truly be the leader among all the other sects.” There was a rare hint of excitement in Baimei’s tone.

“This is a calamity, but also a great fortune. You must cultivate and attain the highest level within a hundred years. Especially you, Qi Lingxu (Tai Chi), you must become the one who is destined to enter the calamity. Only in this way can our Xuanjun Sect have the right to speak on the immortality quota in that matter.”

“Uncle Master, I know this. Master has said it many times.” Qi Lingxu nodded heavily.

“Well, although your trip was not as expected, it was also within expectations. These are just relics of Tianwu. My Xuanjun Dao is an ancient sect, so how could it lack one or two spiritual treasures? It is a blessing that you were able to gain some experience and that they are intact.”

As for the disciples and manpower lost in the spiritual realm, they were no more than cattle and horses, and there were as many as needed.

As he spoke, the White-browed Patriarch stretched out his hand, grabbed Qi Lingxu and the others, and flew away.

……

In the vast Taiyue Mountains, tens of thousands of miles away from Fukouchuan, there is a narrow cave.

Ji Yuan sat in the cave, sorting out the gains from this trip.

There are twenty-three treasure bags in total.

First of all, there are eight Tianwu relics: Hongmeng Divine Bronze, Lingling Jade, Xuanming Cold Mist, Green Coral Branch, True Blood of Gods and Demons, Tianwu Divine Pearl, and Kuiniu Treasure Scroll.

Put all these valuables into a treasure bag and keep it close to your body.

Only then, the numerous medicated herbs and magical materials were sorted out.

There are exactly seventy ten thousand year old spiritual medicines, more than three hundred spiritual medicines over five thousand years old, nearly a thousand thousand year old spiritual medicines, and seeds and branches of hundreds of spiritual medicines.

There are no less than tens of thousands of kilograms of various spiritual sands, spiritual irons, and spiritual woods.

There are also more than 1,500 volumes of ancient books, gold scrolls, and jade books.

There are so many things, the value is appalling.

It is more than the accumulation of an ordinary profound monk in ten thousand years.

But this was the combined harvest of hundreds of Xuanjun Sect monks and several Xuanjun Sect geniuses.

It can be said to be the most essential part of the spiritual realm.

(End of this chapter)