Fang Yuan felt a little desperate for the first time. She had never thought that there was such a terrible and unavoidable disaster in the world.

Fang Yuan's despair did not come from her own feelings, but from witnessing the messengers from various immortal sects running to her crying and begging for help.

These people would be big names elsewhere, but at this moment, they couldn't even stand up straight in front of Fang Yuan, a Qi training cultivator whose cultivation level had not even reached the Jindan stage. They were crying and even knelt for a long time.

When asking for help, one is not only asking for one's own life, but also the lives of all the disciples in the sect, and even the sect's inheritance.

Fang Yuan was kind-hearted to begin with, and the ones who came were the eloquent female cultivators carefully selected from various sects. The sight of them kneeling on the ground and shedding tears made Fang Yuan feel even more uncomfortable.

Then Fang Yuan realized how desperate the so-called catastrophe was, to the point that those high and mighty immortal masters could only beg for mercy, wanting her husband to show mercy, but they could not see her husband at all.

Immortal Master? To be so humble in front of my husband.

Fang Yuan felt emotional and at the same time was disturbed by this hopeless situation.

The Yang family is not an ordinary family. There are more and more cultivators in the family, and there are geniuses like Yang Juan and Yang Qing, who have a bright destiny. If a world-destroying disaster is really imminent as those immortals say, then there is no point in cultivating immortals, and everyone will die.

Fang Yuan went to see her husband several times. At first, she could get some words of comfort from him, but later, she could not see him anymore and could only wait outside the secret room where her husband was in seclusion. Usually, her husband would come out once every half a month or a month.

"Why are you looking so sad?"

Suddenly hearing a voice behind her, Fang Yuan turned around in surprise and saw a familiar figure walking towards her with a smile.

"Husband, are you out of seclusion? Is there any progress?"

"Haha, is that what you're worried about? Didn't I tell you not to panic? No matter what happens, you won't be in any danger in the villa. What are you afraid of?"

"The immortal sects in the world are in chaos. Elder Xu from the Five Thunder Palace came here yesterday and looked much more haggard. Now they can't stay in Thunder Mountain anymore and are hoping that you can give them a way out.

My husband, do you think there will be any place for heaven and earth to stand after this?"

Yang Qian laughed for a long time, hugged his wife, and said after he finished laughing: "Don't worry, how can I watch the cultivators in the Northern Xuan Realm being slaughtered by the poisonous spiritual energy? Isn't the reason I often go into seclusion when I came back this time to find a way to solve this problem?

Fortunately, we have made some progress.”

"Really?! Has my husband finally found a solution?"

Yang Qian smiled and took out a jade disc that he had recorded with his magic power and handed it to Fang Yuan. Then he said, "Here, this is the Heaven and Earth Righteous Qi Sutra. It's not a martial art, but a trick to resist poisonous spiritual energy. The threshold for practice is not high, and it is a way to survive."

"So those dying people outside can be saved?"

Yang Qian shook his head and said, "Those who are destined to die will still die. This method can only save those who have been practicing the righteous way and have a solid foundation. Those who practice the evil way and demons will probably be difficult to save. Some people with unstable foundations and chaotic hearts will not survive either."

Fang Yuan didn't find it strange to hear that. Even gods cannot save those who are not destined to be saved. It seems that those people are not good people or have bad luck. But as long as there is a way to resolve this disaster, it would be a great thing.

"Since you care so much about this matter, you should pass on this method." "Ah? Husband, how can I do that? No, no, it's better for my husband to go."

Yang Qian had his own considerations, and said: "What are you afraid of? Didn't those immortal sects ask you for help before? If you come forward to save them, it will be a complete success. You are my wife, who in the Northern Xuan Realm dares to give you a cold shoulder?"

Yang Qian didn't want to have too much direct contact with the immortals of the Northern Xuan Realm, otherwise there would be endless requests, which would definitely be annoying.

Fang Yuan can just give out the Heaven and Earth Righteous Qi Secret. It will save trouble.

As for how many cultivators will survive in the Beixuan Realm in the end, what new forces will be born and the old forces will disappear, this is not within Yang Qian's thoughts.

After all, although the Northern Profound Realm was the place where Yang Qian was born, it was too small and too weak to help Yang Qian with what he was doing. Yang Qian even needed to carefully conceal the existence of the Northern Profound Realm, otherwise the Northern Profound Realm would have been used as a sheepfold by a demon clan in the middle domain.

Yang Qian's protection of the Northern Mysterious Realm was also a way of protecting his own family, and it also gave himself and the Northern Mysterious Realm a face-saving explanation. At the same time, he also felt that the Northern Mysterious Realm seemed a little special, and hoped that he would understand why he had not been disturbed by the monsters in the middle domain.

What kind of special law?

Why was Yang Qian, the man who was destined to have this calamity, not born somewhere else, but in the Northern Xuan Realm?

Why would such a magical object as the golden eyeball, which has a special function in dispelling the great calamity of heaven and earth, appear in the Beixuan Realm instead of somewhere else?
When the catastrophe abated, Yang Qian also gathered a lot of information in the Middle Domain, including the situation of the small worlds that were now controlled by the major demon clans. He was also very concerned, but he had never heard of any small world like the Beixuan Realm that still retained the residual poisonous aura like Shuangqing Mansion and Wanli Bamboo Sea.

Today, the poisonous spiritual energy in Shuangqing Prefecture and Wanli Bamboo Sea is out of control, or has erupted again. This also shows that the Beixuan Realm is different from other small worlds and has its own special reasons for its existence.

However, Yang Qian doesn’t know the specific reason yet.

After handing over the "Art of Righteous Qi of Heaven and Earth", Yang Qian returned to his previous life in Beixuan Realm: practicing, refining pills, accompanying his wife, teaching children, and sometimes following his father-in-law Fang Ce to the creek behind the villa to fish and make tea.

It seemed as if all the wind and rain in the entire Beixuan Realm were blocked outside the Yang Family Villa and could not blow in at all.

Unlike Yang Qian's leisurely and contented attitude, the Beixuan Realm was in complete uproar.

Actually, strictly speaking, this is the second time that the Northern Xuan Realm has been so crowded. The first time was when the poisonous spiritual energy revived and expanded rapidly. This time, the release of "Heaven and Earth Righteous Qi Sutra" is the second time.

While shouting "Mr. Yang Qian, please have mercy on us", many people fell into complete despair.

Because just as Yang Qian said, although the threshold for this method is not high, it is not suitable for everyone. There is no need to think about it for evil cultivators, and it will not work for demon cultivators either.

That’s right, this time even the demon cultivators could not avoid the erosion from the poisonous spiritual energy.

What to do? No one wants to die like this. So the final madness appeared. Except for Shuangqing Prefecture, the entire Beixuan Realm was relatively peaceful. No one in the rest of the world could stay out of it, whether it was the cultivation world or the secular world.

"Dad, aren't you going to take care of it? There's a mess outside." Yang Shanwu has grown several years older and looks a bit like an adult, but his temperament is far from calm.

"Who cares? This is just the beginning. The Northern Xuan Realm is just a small ditch, and the battle outside is a raging wave!" (End of this chapter)