The reaction of the Sky-Swallowing Beast shocked Jiang Xueling and Zhou Xian so much that Jiang Xueling's face changed color for the first time. Xiao San, the Sky-Swallowing Beast, had been raised by her since childhood, so she knew the specific situation very well.
It is not so much that the personality of the Sky-Devouring Beast is unpredictable, but rather that few people can actually come into contact with them. Communicating with them is itself a big problem, as they are rarely awake, and even when they are dreaming, you cannot interfere with them at will. The Weimei Sect has also established a trusting relationship with them through long-term efforts and by raising the Sky-Devouring Beasts over a long period of time.
This was definitely Ji Yuan’s first time riding on the Heaven-Devouring Beast, and he had been in seclusion since he got on board. There was no basic condition for him to have close contact with the Heaven-Devouring Beast, but he made the Heaven-Devouring Beast do what he was told with just one sentence
"Mr. Ji, how did you do it?"
Zhou Xian couldn't help but ask this question, since everyone was curious anyway.
"This is the wonderful fate that cannot be explained. I happened to dream about it, and it also dreamed about me."
Ji Yuan smiled mysteriously, then looked up at the sky. The Sky-Swallowing Beast was moving at an extremely fast speed at this moment. It was already at a high altitude, and now it had approached the strong wind in a short period of time.
Zhou Xian frowned and looked at his master. It was obvious that Mr. Ji seemed to mean that he was in the dream of the Sky-Swallowing Beast. But the problem was that although no one had entered the dream of the Sky-Swallowing Beast by using the method of entering dreams, when they entered, they would either see chaos or monsters everywhere, which was extremely dangerous, and they could not stay in such a chaotic dream for long.
Jiang Xueling looked at Ji Yuan thoughtfully but didn't say anything. What she was thinking about was what the little fox had said before about "Kun". Perhaps the reason why Ji Yuan was so close to Xiao San was not because he had really had any close contact with the Sky-Devouring Beast, but because of deeper reasons such as his understanding of "Kun".
The wind around was becoming wilder and wilder, and the sound of the wind was getting louder and louder. Xiao San swung his tail again and dived into the strong wind like a fish leaping into the sea.
The Weimei Sect's formations on the Sky-Swallowing Beast did not trigger any resistance to the strong wind at all. It was just the layer of mist and air currents brought up by Xiao San himself that blocked the strong wind that was like a golden knife. The strong wind blew on the mist around the Sky-Swallowing Beast just like sweeping on cotton, and even the sound was much smaller.
“Mmmmm~~~~~~~~”
Xiao San chirped happily again, shaking the surrounding strong winds into pieces.
"Okay, this height is enough, just keep swimming forward."
It was obvious that Ji Yuan could understand the emotions and meaning in the Sky-Swallowing Beast's voice.
"Sir, weaving star silk clothes requires a pair of skillful hands..."
Lian Baiping spoke with a smile, and when Ji Yuan's gaze turned towards him, he was about to speak when Ju Yuanzi on the side echoed him.
"That's right, and this matter can be considered as the way of refining. I once followed Mr. Ji and several Taoist friends to refine the Immortal Binding Rope, so I have some experience. I am willing to help!"
"Mr. Ji, I am willing to help as well."
"Since you want to exchange ideas on refining weapons, I can help you out."
Jiang Xueling saw that everyone else had spoken, and it would be inappropriate for her to remain silent, so she just said this.
However, Ji Yuan just said "thank you" and had no intention of asking others for help. He was just threading the star silk. The weaving skills of these old immortals might not be as good as his. After all, he had studied it seriously at the beginning.
"Everyone, let's first look at how I pull the stars together. The principle of the instrument I use is actually very simple. It is just using my magical powers to pull the power of thousands of stars to shrink and rotate to the same central star thread, so that it can condense into a line."
As he spoke, Ji Yuan once again used his magic to manipulate the world in his sleeves. The next moment, the stars in the sky dimmed, but the surrounding strong winds were not affected at all.
The infinite star power was like silver threads in the darkness, constantly converging towards Ji Yuan. Whenever Ji Yuan flicked his sleeves and put them down for a short period of time, there was always a thought in his hand.
Just after midnight, Ji Yuan had collected more and more star threads. The tea on the table had been moved to the corner, and clusters of star threads almost occupied a lot of space on the table.
At a certain moment, Ji Yuan looked down at the table and nodded.
"That's about enough."
The rest of the people have been observing Ji Yuan's methods carefully. They are extremely curious about everything from the magical powers he displays to how the star threads are formed. Fortunately, Ji Yuan is not just focused on refining star threads. During this process, everyone also communicates and explains with each other. Of course, the core of Ji Yuan's method is that it requires a powerful ability to mobilize star power.
It was not impossible for those present to do this if they tried hard. Lian Baiping tried it with the key points of the Dao of Instruments that Ji Yuan talked about, and he was able to condense a star thread. However, the star power of his star thread was too little, and the threads were not rotating and converging. Instead, they were simply fused using the method of refining the power of the Moon. Although a star thread was formed, it was dim. Compared with the star thread placed on the table that enveloped the entire observatory in silver light, it was really not up to standard.
"Mr. Ji, how long does it take you to refine this robe? If it takes a long time, you can wait until you reach the Heavenly Secret Cave Heaven before you start."
Lian Baiping was still very concerned about the itinerary. Ji Yuan had just come out of seclusion, and it would not be appropriate if it took a long time to refine the robes. They were almost reaching Nanhuangzhou.
"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Lian. It's just a matter of threading the wire. It can be done tonight."
As they were talking, Ji Yuan had already sat down again. The other people at the table looked at each other, curious about how Ji Yuan, who spoke in a relaxed tone, planned to refine the robes and what magical techniques he would perform.
As a result, Ji Yuan simply took out his other two pieces of clothes, one white and one gray, from his sleeves, then lifted the white shirt with one hand and pinched one of the star threads with the other hand, and started doing what seemed to be an ordinary needlework. A star thread followed the guidance of Ji Yuan's fingers and went directly into the clothes, combining with the original wiring.
The scene before them left Lian Baiping, Ju Yuanzi and others stunned for a long time. Even Lian Baiping had never seen it before. Mr. Ji could actually do needlework by himself. Even though they knew it was not simple, it still had a visual impact.
However, they quickly calmed down. How can one focus on the appearance of things? Even if it is needlework, one has to see who is doing it and what materials are used.
The white shirt in Ji Yuan's hand seemed to be coated with a faint layer of starlight as he kept threading the needle. The strange thing was that the number of star lines on the table became fewer and fewer, but the white shirt did not appear brighter as more and more star lines were incorporated, causing the light on the observatory to gradually dim.
Ji Yuan was becoming more and more adept at it. Originally, he was planning to weave another piece of clothing directly, but it was not so easy to make a piece of clothing with the star thread alone. It would probably fall apart immediately after weaving, unless it was refined for a long time with great magical powers.
Instead, he directly used the three sets of clothes that Ji Yuan had carried with him for a long time. These clothes themselves were not ordinary things. He used the star lines to integrate them into the recreated clothes. As Ji Yuan had thought, the clothes were not torn and the Taoist essence remained, which made the robes continue to sublime.
"Mr. Ji is truly a wonderful immortal. In all my long years, I have never seen an immortal like you."
Jiang Xueling watched Ji Yuan threading the needle and sewing clothes all night long. They had originally agreed to discuss the art of refining weapons, but in the end, no one present, including Zhou Xian, said anything extra. Most of them just watched quietly.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, you are too serious. The Weimei Sect does not like to communicate with the outside world, and even less like to wander around in the mortal world, so you find it strange. If you go out more often, you will also see some cultivators like Ji who like to play around in the mortal world, whether they are immortals, Buddhas, demons, monsters, or even those who like to be beggars."
Jiang Xueling was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled.
"I know who Mr. Ji is talking about. Tonight I have witnessed the magic of Mr. Ji's weapon refining. I thought I could also discuss or even see the legendary Samadhi True Fire."
Lian Baiping's eyes lit up and he was very interested, but he knew that Ji Yuan would not be able to use the Samadhi True Fire today. Ju Yuanzi smiled calmly and added tea for everyone.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, in fact, in my eyes, the way of refining equipment is not too complicated. Whether it is focusing on 'refining' or 'equipment', it is not complete. I personally think that if there is spirit, it is wonderful. Even ordinary things may have spirits. There is refining with action, and there is the way of inaction..."
Buzz… .
Ju Yuanzi looked at the cups on the table. The surface of the tea in them produced tiny ripples, and everyone felt a slight tingling sensation like an electric current. This was an extremely pure and special sword intent.
The most representative of Ji Yuan's words is the Green Ivy Sword. Although the original sword base is a famous sword in the mortal world, it is not considered a treasure in the world of cultivation. It has not been tempered by the immortals, and has long been rusted under the ravages of time. However, it is such a sword, with the green vine wrapped around the handle, that finally turned decay into magic and became a fairy sword. The so-called merit of the imperial decree is actually auxiliary.
Qingteng Sword also understood that Ji Yuan was talking about him, and responded with a burst of sword intent.
"Okay, knit one."
Ji Yuan stood up, picked up the white shirt that was now sparkling with starlight, shook it twice, and bursts of star fragments fell. The luster on the clothes suddenly dimmed, and it turned into a seemingly ordinary piece of clothing again.
"I have become a weaver boy now!"
After making a self-deprecating remark, Ji Yuan showed the clothes to others.
"How about it, fellow Taoists, what do you think?"
"Yes!" "The robes made by the master are naturally wonderful."
"Mr. Ji, you have such a deft hand!"
Even Jiang Xueling's eyes had a strange light in them. Even though the dress had returned to normal at this moment, the beauty of it when it was just woven had already been imprinted in her heart, and it was obviously more attractive to the female cultivator.
Although others praised him, Ji Yuan knew that they were missing the point. They didn't know that the robe was actually mainly for the purpose of better displaying the power of the sleeve.