However, even though the old beggar was always secretly competing with Ji Yuan, and was indeed struck by lightning because of Ji Yuan's words, he still trusted Ji Yuan very much. With his level of Taoism, he could naturally see that Ji Yuan was a truly sincere person seeking the Tao, and it was impossible for him to use tricks to harm him. What's more, with his level of Taoism, a few ordinary lightning bolts would not have any impact on him.
So the old beggar felt that Ji Yuan might really have done it unintentionally, but this unintentionality still made him feel very uncomfortable. It was not that he was unhappy about being "ambushed", but that when Ji Yuan pointed to the sky just now, he did not cast any spell at all.
What does this mean? This means that the thoughts can lead to the heavenly phenomena, not just the words. After all, the thunder in the sky is not a method of calculating the cause and condition. At least the old beggar asked himself if he could do this, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
So the old beggar changed the subject now.
"Mr. Ji has been injured by lightning before? What caused the injury? What enemy did he encounter?"
Ji Yuan's life story was a mystery. During the years that the old beggar had been helping Yang Zong rebuild his body, he would occasionally ask people about Ji Yuan after changing his name, but without exception, no one had ever heard of him. Instead, they would ask who the old beggar was talking about. If there were some people he was familiar with, the old beggar would tell about what he had seen and heard in Dazhen, but he would not mention much about the others.
Now after hearing what Ji Yuan said, I became curious again.
"I didn't encounter any enemies, but fortunately I gained some enlightenment from discussing Taoism with others. The results of my sacrifice and refining attracted a thunder calamity. I didn't want my hard work to be destroyed, so I intervened in the heavenly calamity and got injured. I recovered a while ago."
Ji Yuan did not explicitly say that he created the "Magic Law of Heaven and Earth". His relationship with the old beggar was okay, but not to the level of his relationship with Lao Long. Strictly speaking, they only had a few intersections in the beginning, so he would not tell everything.
However, it was hard for the old beggar not to think about Ji Yuan's words.
The discussion of the Dao yielded something, but the things he had used in the sacrifice brought about a heavenly calamity? Would this heavenly calamity also harm Ji Yuan's physical body
The old beggar felt that this topic could not be continued, at least not for the time being.
"Is Mr. Ji okay now?"
"Well, this is a blessing in disguise. It helps me improve my shallow understanding of thunder magic."
"Well, it's good that it's over. The dark clouds are covering the sky and the thunder is roaring below. It must be that the two sides of the discussion have different understandings and are fighting. Let's go over there quickly, otherwise we won't be able to see what's behind us."
The old beggar changed the subject, and used all his magic power to drive the white clouds under his feet. The speed at which they were originally descending in the storm and thunder increased again.
Of course, Ji Yuan didn't say anything more. He just used his Dharma Eyes to observe the wind and thunder at the moment. Just like the state of the dead tree in the wind before, the wind and thunder at this time were obviously controlled by two sources.
As the saying goes, when enemies come, we will fight them; when water comes, we will block it with earth. Even the attack between water and fire is normal in a fight. It was the first time that Ji Yuan saw a competition of controlling the wind. No wonder the wind was so strange.
“Woo… Woo…”
The seaside mountains can be seen in the distance, the old beggar pointed over there and said.
"The place those guys chose before is there, but it may not still be there now. We have to find out the direction of the wind and find it there. It must be where the wind is strongest and most chaotic."
When the white clouds flew over the cliff, huge waves were seen rising.
"Crash... Bang..."
The huge wave hit the cliff and was lifted dozens of feet high by the strong wind, and the area below the cliff was full of foam and splashes.
"Crash..." "Boom..."
Ji Yuan looked out at the sea in the distance. It was just like a doomsday disaster movie. Thunder rolled and the sea was rolling. The momentum was even greater than the strong wind attack in the previous desolate ocean current.
"over there."
Ji Yuan pointed his finger towards the southeast sea, and the old beggar's white cloud did not slow down, but went directly in the direction of Ji Yuan's finger.
About half an hour later, the two people who had come a long way to watch the excitement finally met the real culprit.
The monks from Qianyuan Sect and Dafeng Valley were each suspended in the sky. The younger monks stood on magic weapons, while those with higher cultivation levels stepped on the strong wind. The masters on both sides kept making hand gestures to control the wind, using the wind force to blow towards the opposite side. The sea below was constantly exploding with waves, as if being in a violently shaking bucket.
While fighting, both sides kept talking.
"Come on, come on, aren't fellow Taoists from Kuangfeng Valley proud of their ability to control the wind? How come you can't even handle our Qianyuan Sect's simple ability to control the wind?"
"Fellow Daoists from Qianyuan Sect, we are the Great Wind Valley, not the Wild Wind Valley. Unlike you, who claim that Qianyuan Sect cultivates the spirit and mind, but have such violent tempers, haven't you seen that your wind has been led away by us? How can we suppress it? Could it be that the strong wind will whip you?"
"You're talking nonsense! Where have you ever seen someone being led around? If you have the guts, blow us away and into the sea!"
"Just wait, I will make sure you can't stay in heaven any longer!"
Both spells were continuously performed. In Ji Yuan's eyes, there was no longer a howling wind around him, but rather it was like countless wind dragons flying and roaring beasts, sweeping their tails and tearing at each other with their sharp claws.
“Woo…Woo…” “Bang…” “Bang…” “Bang…”
The collision of wind and wind airflow actually produced a loud and tangible sound.
"What? You haven't dealt with us yet? Aren't you going to blow us into the sea? Daoist friend, don't worry about our safety. My Qianyuan Sect is good at controlling water, we won't drown!"
The old monk from Dafeng Valley laughed out of anger.
“Hahahahaha… I was wondering what you guys in the Qianyuan Sect were talking about when it comes to self-cultivation. The so-called controlling the wind with the mind, turns out it’s just relying on talking to influence the other person’s mind. I was wrong before. It’s not that I’m useless, it’s simply despicable and shameless!”
"You are going too far, my friend. Be careful to be struck by lightning!"
“Boom…” “Boom…” “Boom…”
Several bolts of lightning struck towards the Great Wind Valley in an instant. Most of them passed by very closely and did not hit the monks. However, they did cause the monks in the Great Wind Valley to subconsciously resist, and the wind became unstable for a while.
"You old bastard, you are playing dirty tricks!"
"A duel of magic is, of course, an all-round one. Although we are competing in controlling the wind, if a few thunders scare you to the point where you can't control the wind, how can that be considered as controlling the wind? Or is it that your character is not good enough? Come to my Qianyuan Sect and practice in seclusion for a few decades. I will definitely give you a warm welcome!"
"You, you, you, how can this be unreasonable! The storm is coming!"
Normally, immortal cultivators would not shout out their magical powers when casting spells, unless they were extremely angry and wanted to show off their abilities.
"Whoosh... Whoosh... Hualala..."
The dark clouds in the sky were stirred up by the strong wind into a huge vortex, just like the thunder that Ji Yuan encountered at the beginning, it was very terrifying to look at.
Large areas of the surrounding sea water were swept by the strong wind, forming huge water tornadoes near the two combatants. These water tornadoes connected the sky and the sea, and there were constant thunder and lightning striking them.
"Let me show you, the Qianyuan Sect, what it means to truly control the wind. The wind carries the power of heaven, and the clouds roll up. The cultivators of the Great Wind Valley, follow my spell. The fellow Taoists of the Qianyuan Sect on the opposite side, you must block it. If you can't, just wait to be thrown into the sea!"
As the roar of the old man in Dafenggu resounded through the heaven and earth, the Qianyuan Sect no longer insisted on being stubborn. It was obvious that the wind was no longer under control, and they could only keep making hand gestures and casting spells.
In the distance, although Ji Yuan's eyes remained calm, he was actually stunned. This wind control was simply miraculous and exaggerated. The slight complacency brought about by his previous achievements also disappeared at this moment. There are always people better than you, so he should be humble.
"Oh my, that's really amazing. What do you think, Mr. Ji?"
"The wind control methods of both parties are truly amazing. This is no longer just a way of controlling the wind, but the wind moves and all other methods follow. It is wild and delicate, and it is amazing!"
"Yeah, it's really amazing. We should stand further away, as the noise is a bit loud."
As the old beggar spoke, he flew up into the sky on a cloud and retreated even further. The two people casting spells in the distance could no longer be seen with the naked eye, but with the help of the magic eye, every detail of the fight was clear.
"Nothing will happen, right?"
Ji Yuan asked with a little concern, and the old beggar smiled and shook his head.
"No, no, even if something happens, it won't be a big deal. This kind of discussion of Taoism turning into a fight is very normal during the Xianyou Conference. Everyone knows their limits..."
"Boom..." "Bang..." "Boom..."
The wind swept the black water and brought with it thunder, and giant whips of heaven and earth where wind, thunder and water met twitched wildly. The surrounding sea area seemed to be constantly stirred by Monkey King's golden cudgel, and it was churning violently.
The old beggar didn't finish his sentence, so he added "right..."
Facts have proved that although Ji Yuan and the old beggar arrived a little late, they were not too late. The fight lasted for another two days after they arrived. During this time, changes in the way of controlling the wind emerged in endlessly, which opened Ji Yuan's eyes and made him understand what it meant that the wind is unpredictable.
On the third day, things finally took a turn for the better. It was not because the two fighting parties were tired or reconciled, but because a peacemaker came. This peacemaker was naturally not Ji Yuan and the old beggar, but the host Jiufeng Mountain.
Three beams of light appeared from the horizon and simultaneously transmitted sound to the sea area.
"Fellow Daoists, please stop! Fellow Daoists, please stop!"
"Stop fighting, fellow Taoists, don't ruin the harmony. The Immortal Tour Conference hasn't even started yet!"
"What if a mortal's boat was overturned by? And the aquatic creatures in the sea are not feeling well either. What if the North Sea Dragons come to argue?"
A string of great truths were thrown out, and the three rays of light used their magical powers to protect themselves, carefully approaching both sides, and after a long period of persuasion, the wind finally subsided.
The old beggar chuckled and said to Ji Yuan.
"It seems that there is no need for us to take action. Hey, Jiufeng Mountain is still full of enthusiasm. It will soon understand why the immortal sects that have held the Immortal Tour Conference once will generally not hold it a second time."
Ji Yuan was originally immersed in the mysterious feeling of countless wind-controlling methods, but when he heard the old beggar's words, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Ji can understand a little bit now."
The monks from Jiufeng Mountain finally managed to persuade both sides to stop, and the anger of both sides was vented a little over the past few days. One side realized the magic and power of the other side's wind control, and the other side felt a little guilty for not being able to defeat the other side.