I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Half a year passed in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Yi flourished in the lecture hall, and got along well with his disciples.

Who would refuse a real person who speaks mysteriously, has a gentle temperament, and has a treasured version of the story?

Today's lecture is over.

The disciples in the hall bowed to thank them, and waited quietly for the real person to leave the table before dispersing.

Zhou Yi did not go back to Baihua Valley, but turned around and came to the side hall. Not long after, more than ten disciples came one after another.

"Meet Master Zhou."

"No need to be polite."

Zhou Yi waved his hand to let everyone sit down, and took out the hundred-year-old requiem drunk: "Boy Yan, how can you be so down-to-earth, why don't you come to pour wine."

Yan An had no choice but to get up, who made him the youngest and the latest to start, after pouring wine for the senior brothers, he deliberately poured his wine glass to the brim.

Zhou Yi asked, "Does Lei Fa have any doubts today?"

These disciples were all interested in Leifa and quite talented. Originally, they were only asking for advice after class, but Zhou Yi was troublesome, so they simply held a small class. There are no strict requirements for the small class, as long as you have time, you can come to attend.

All the disciples took turns to ask questions, and Zhou Yi solved their doubts one by one, and the rest of the listeners also got a little enlightenment.

About half an hour later, the small class ended, and the crowd did not disperse, chatting about some interesting things as usual.

The headquarters of Dandingzong covers thousands of miles, and there are many mysterious spiritual places inside, such as the spiritual spring of Xiaoquanfeng, and the exotic flowers and plants of Baihua Valley. Another example is the Yuehua Tianchi, where many disciples purposely flew over Moonwatching Peak, but it was a pity that the fairies were not able to bathe because of the clouds and mist.

Zhou Yi seemed to inadvertently ask: "A few days ago, I heard from a Taoist friend that there was a cliff in the gate, which was an excellent place to enjoy the snow. Why can't I find it on the map?"

"Master Zhou, I know something about this matter."

The disciple who spoke was named Qin Yu, who had practiced in the Danding Sect for several generations, and had a wide network of contacts: "A few years ago, Master Xuanxiao got into trouble outside the territory and was sentenced to Siguoya, but he got it in the Black Wind Cave. The inheritance of the late Nascent Soul Patriarch..."

hiss!

It was also the first time for the other disciples to hear about it, and such an experience was simply mysterious and arousing longing.

Zhou Yi's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, and asked, "Then what happened next?"

Qin Yu said: "With the help of the ancestors' inheritance, Uncle Xuan Xiao was promoted to the realm of fake alchemy, and now he is retreating and cultivating in Shenhuo Peak. It is rumored that the five ancestors agreed to a special gift!"

As soon as these words came out, the original longing became more envious and jealous.

Congealing pill spiritual objects are different from Zhuji Dan, and they are also extremely rare in Dandingzong.

There are currently three ways to obtain it, meritorious service exchange, Zongmen Grand Competition, and special gifts from the ancestors. The first value is so high that it is hard to look at it directly, and ordinary disciples can only make up enough by borrowing four or five lifetimes of meritorious service.

The second article is fiercely competitive, but it is the most likely.

Article 3 For special gifts, the unanimous consent of the five Yuanying Patriarchs is required.

The last disciple of Dandingzong who met the third requirement was already hundreds of years ago. According to records, he refined a magic weapon during the foundation building period, and he is a rare genius in the world.

After chatting for a while, the jar of wine was finished, and the disciples said goodbye to Zhou Yi.

In the side hall.

Zhou Yi pondered for a long time, thinking that this matter would not be so simple. With Xiao Tiezhu's ability to "cause trouble", it is very likely that it will not only be inherited by Yuanying.

"There are at least five Nascent Souls alive in the Danding Sect. How could they value the late ancestor so much?"

"Shouldn't it be the inheritance of transforming gods? Maybe it's some kind of treasure..."

"That guy is really capable of causing trouble. During the Qi refining period, Xiaodan Mountain collapsed. In the future, he will be promoted to Jindan. Can the Dandingzong bear it?"

"It's a human-shaped nuclear bomb!"

Zhou Yi's thoughts turned suddenly, he felt that the Dandingzong had a profound foundation, and he was afraid of any drastic changes.

Just in case you can't gamble!

...

Back to the Valley of Flowers.

The four seasons in the valley are like spring, without autumn and winter.

Xuanyu was still planting flowers slowly, and many flowers withered in the big valley every day, so she took a flower hoe to replant them one by one.

Day after day, he didn't look like a real person in the fake alchemy realm at all, but a mortal flower farmer.

Zhou Yi lowered his gaze, cupped his hands and said, "I've seen Senior Sister."

"Junior Brother Zhou is back."

Xuan Yu cultivated the soil carefully, and said, "Junior brother has a small class again today? How is my grandson doing?"

Zhou Yi praised: "Nephew Yan has already got three points of lightning skill, and he may be able to achieve great success within ten years. Let's compete for the top ten."

"It's the younger brother who taught me well."

Xuan Yu smiled slightly, and immediately regained his composure, and asked: "Junior brother has a deep understanding of Leifa, and there are few rivals at the same level, why don't you sign up for this year's sect competition?"

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "The competition is fierce, and I'm just going up there as a foil."

This year coincides with the ten-year competition of the Danding Sect. As the year approaches, the atmosphere in the sect becomes more solemn. Some foundation-building real people who have been in seclusion for many years began to show up frequently, and they joined forces, and the competition had already begun from the stage of fighting.

Xuan Yu said: "Since the establishment of the Zongmen Grand Competition, it has not entered the top ten before participating for the first time. It is only through repeated failures that you can gain experience, and with a little luck, you can get the spirit of alchemy."

Zhou Yi considered it carefully: "Senior sister, can you tell me how to form a pill?"

Xuan Yu was the ninth in the Zongmen Grand Competition ten years ago, and won the Millennium Zhima, but it was a pity that he failed to form the alchemy.

The Dandingzong formation blocked the Xiaosijiutian Tribulation, Xuanyu took the pre-exchanged spirit pills, and barely saved his life, but his dantian was damaged and his path was cut off.

"Such classics are top secret in the sect, and even true disciples can only check them when they are close to forming alchemy."

Xuan Yu pondered for a moment, remembering that Zhou Yi was the teacher most admired by his descendants, and said, "However, I can tell you about the failure process..."

Zhou Yi showed joy, cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, senior sister, I have sorted out the essence of the fifth volume of Thunder Art, and I will pass it on to Nephew Yan tomorrow."

"Golden pills are roughly divided into three steps, fake pills, real pills, and crossing the catastrophe. I was defeated in the second step!"

As a person who experienced it personally, Xuan Yu is very familiar with the process of forming alchemy, which step was not completed satisfactorily, which step was barely achieved, and the reasons for the final failure.

"After all, the practice was too smooth, and I didn't take risks to fight for opportunities, so that I didn't accumulate enough. The golden elixir is the condensed body of essence, qi, and spirit. I have enough mana, but my soul is barely enough, and the difference between qi and blood is a bit far away!"

"Thank you, sister, for teaching."

Knowing the direction of his efforts, Zhou Yi can avoid many detours.

...

The beginning of the new year.

The Zongmen Grand Competition begins.

The real Zhuji in the auditorium didn't care about the face at all, and urged the photo magic device to record the fighting process.

Go back to the Cave Mansion to ponder and study carefully, and encounter how to crack the countermeasure in the future.

Zhou Yi also bought a lot of magic tools for taking photos, and recorded all the fights in detail, and some of the top ten favorites were shot from multiple angles.

"I'm not comprehending fighting techniques, but observing the techniques of dodging and escaping!"

Dabi saw a lot of monks who recognized their names, such as Li Qing, Chu Feng, etc., but compared with those old foundation-building real people, their strength was not small, and very few of them were better than Sanlun.

this day.

Zhou Yi watched the fighting as usual, and suddenly heard a familiar name.

"In this game, Lin Yushu will play against Xuanjing."

Then two rays of light fell on the ring, a doorman in white clothes, and a true disciple in purple robes.

"This is Lin Yushu?"

Zhou Yi looked at the handsome and slender young master with doubts on his face, and it was hard to match the short and fat appearance in his memory no matter what.

"It should be the same name!"

The fight begins.

Lin Yushu activated the magic folding fan, and two 20-foot dragons flew out of the fan, fighting with Immortal Xuanjing.

A moment later, Xuan Jing lost to Jiaolong and flew out of the arena with a scream.