I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

The bottom of Luoshui River.

After wandering not far, Prime Minister Gui saw a half-foot-long carp.

"It's you today!"

brush!

Carp has lived for an unknown number of years, and has already developed an ignorant mind, sensing danger and fleeing quickly.

Prime Minister Turtle hadn't come out for decades, suffocating in the cave, didn't use the binding spell, and followed the carp like a cat catching a mouse.

"Run! Run again!"

After chasing four or five li away from the bottom of the water for a while, Prime Minister Gui was about to cast a spell, Mung Dou's eyes widened, and six figures appeared not far ahead.

"Monster! Die!"

He Dong waved the long azure blue flag, and a one-horned black dragon came out, baring its teeth and claws.

"Master Dao, please forgive me!"

Prime Minister Turtle panicked, turned around and ran away with his head in his hands, but fortunately the turtle shell's strong defense prevented the black dragon from killing him.

Seeing the turtle demon running away, He Dong showed joy, and followed behind with the magic weapon, casting spells to bombard it twice from time to time.

Prime Minister Gui has lived for hundreds of years, and his IQ is no longer that of an ordinary monster. He knows the purpose of the monks behind him, and pretends to be panicked on the surface, but in fact he keeps sneering in his heart.

"When you enter the cave, the fairy elder will tell you to look good!"

The monsters have their own ghosts, and soon came to the entrance of the spirit land.

A waterspout rose up, revealing the cave, Prime Minister Gui sneered and got in.

...

fairy cave.

Zhou Yi is picking the blood spirit fruit, perhaps nourished by the jade dew, the blood vine demon who originally only had instincts is quite close to him.

Instead of struggling to stop it, he took the initiative to expose the blood spirit fruit, like a child asking for credit.

Prime Minister Gui yelled and ran in: "Immortal Chief, it's not good! A group of monks came outside, shouting for beating and killing!"

"What kind of cultivation is this person here?"

Zhou Yi took out the Dongfu formation plate, and the formation restrained it to the limit, and felt that it was not safe, so he opened his mouth and spit out the soul-fixing mirror.

Dinghun Mirror has been cultivated for more than two hundred years, and its whole body is silvery white without any bronze rust. At this time, its power is comparable to that of a top-level magic weapon, and the silver-white divine light it releases not only immobilizes evil spirits and fierce ghosts, but also captures the souls of living people.

"Refining Qi? Or building a foundation? We didn't dare to look at it."

Prime Minister Gui was contemplating a confession when a sound came from above his head.

"Already chased!"

Zhou Yi's spiritual consciousness swept over, and he clearly noticed that the monks of the six paths fell into the cave through the water veins.

"It's all in the Qi refining period? I'm sure there will be no dangerous spiritual talismans, magic weapons, first consume them with formations!"

at the same time.

He Dong and the others sensed the rich water aura, even stronger than the original family spirit, and they all showed surprise.

"Finally found, the spirit land in the ancestor's notes!"

"The turtle monster has good defense, but it's a trouble."

"It's okay, there are talismans left by the ancestors, if you don't want to die, you can recognize the master."

"The tortoise demon has a long lifespan, and will be promoted to a great demon in the future, and it will protect the clan for hundreds of years!"

The spiritual land that the six people saw in their eyes did not include spiritual fields or stone houses, but empty grottoes.

While speaking, he landed on the ground, and suddenly found that his feet were soft and not like earth and rocks. Before he could ask questions, the scene in all directions changed drastically.

The ground turned into turbulent waves, eight golden pillars rose from the water, and a scorching sun gathered above their heads.

Crashing, the turbulent waves hit, drowning He Zheng, who had the weakest cultivation base, and rushed away to nowhere.

"Phantom formation? This spirit land has an owner!"

He Dong was the quickest to react, waving a few thunderballs and blasting them around.

Lightning beads are powerful and have a low hit rate, so they are most suitable for breaking formations that are difficult to move.

Rumble!

With a series of roaring sounds, the eight-door Golden Lock Formation didn't even tremble. Instead, the sun spewed out clouds of flames above its head, and its power was comparable to that of foundation-building spells.

He Dong and the others hurriedly activated the magic weapon for body protection, but the flames of the divine fire burned the gold and molten iron, and the low-grade magic weapon would be destroyed when touched.

"Senior, forgive me!"

"I have no intention of intruding, and I am willing to present the ancestral classics!"

He Dong sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood to move the azure blue banner to the extreme, and the one-horned black dragon hovered above everyone's heads, blocking the great sun's fire.

...

Outside the array.

He Zheng woke up faintly, opened his eyes and saw two mung bean eyes spinning around.

Prime Minister Gui sternly said: "The Immortal asked you, where did you come from, and who is your last name?"

He Zheng noticed the old man behind the turtle demon, with white beard and hair, holding a round silver mirror, sensing the terrifying aura of mana, and replied quickly.

"Junior He Zheng, originally practiced at Qingfeng Mountain in Jingguo."

"He family in Qingfeng Mountain?"

Zhou Yi recalled for a moment and asked, "Is there a real person named He Sheng in your ancestors?"

"Exactly, Old Ancestor He is the great-grandfather of the younger generation."

He Zhengzheng showed joy, and quickly explained: "Now that Qingfeng Mountain has been destroyed by the Demon Sect, we are only thinking of finding a spiritual place to avoid the catastrophe, and we definitely don't intend to disturb the senior!"

"Heavenly Demon Sect! Great Tribulation!"

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, with a bad premonition in his heart, and his eyes flickered: "This seat has been in seclusion for a long time, tell me what changes have taken place in the outside world in recent years?"

Ecstasy!

An entry-level spirit spell, Zhouyi's spiritual consciousness covers a radius of 50 feet, which is already comparable to the middle stage of foundation establishment.

He Zheng fell into confusion without even struggling, and said everything he knew: "About twenty years ago, a large number of disciples from the Heavenly Demon Sect went south to stir up wind and rain in Yunzhou, and supported scattered cultivators from all over the place to resist the Dandingzong..."

Dan Dingzong's restraint on Yunzhou loose cultivators can be called high pressure and strict.

Previously, casual cultivators were powerless to resist, so they could only abide by the rules of Dandingzong and struggle to survive.

The Heavenly Demon Sect saw this right, and using exercises and elixir as bait, especially several kinds of magical secrets that forcibly established foundations, they quickly gathered a lot of casual cultivators whose lifespan was nearing the end of their lives.

There has never been a shortage of ambitious people in the world, not to mention monks whose lifespan is nearing the end of their lives. Nowadays, the spiritual lands and towns in Yunzhou are already full of smog.

The He Family of Qingfeng Mountain was the victim. It was once guarded by the Daoist Zhuji, with strong self-sufficiency, and recruited some casual practitioners to run the spiritual land.

As a result, one of the monks in the late stage of Qi refining has been farming in Qingfeng Mountain for hundreds of years, and the He family has long been unsuspecting of him. Unexpectedly, he secretly joined the Heavenly Demon Sect, converted to practice magic arts, sacrificed blood to all the creatures in the spiritual land, and forcibly broke into the foundation establishment realm to prolong his life.

Qingfeng Mountain turned into a terrified land of evil spirits, the He family suffered heavy casualties, and only five people escaped from Qingfeng Mountain.

The five surviving people hid in Fanya He's house, during which time they discovered that He Zheng had a spiritual root, and taught him exercises to lead him into the Dao.

"The invasion of the Heavenly Demon Sect is currently limited to the foundation-building period. Before the war expands, we must obtain the small cut-off technique!"

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, then activated the array to stop the Great Sun Divine Fire Array, and said: "Pindao was in the Qi refining period, and he was given some kindness by Master He. Since he is a descendant of the He family, he should take care of him. ..."

He Zheng heard the blessing to his heart, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed.

"Seniors are also invited to take it in. The juniors are willing to pay respects sooner or later, worship day and night, and be driven by the seniors!"

"good."

Zhou Yi opened a portal in the formation and said, "Go and tell those few, if you don't want to stay in the spiritual land, the poor will not force you."

He Zheng sensed the undisguised murderous intent, and knew that the real person in front of him was not a good person, so he hurried to persuade his clansmen.

Zhou Yi took this opportunity to arrange several formations around the stone house to cut off the entire Lingdi cave.

All the century-old elixir was transplanted into the formation, and the He family members could only practice outside. Without permission, if they dared to step into the place of Zhouyi's hidden cultivation, they could only become the elixir fertilizer.

The situation is stronger than the people, and He Zheng and the others are very reasonable and willing to join Zhou Yi's command.

The chaos in the world of cultivating immortals is beginning to appear. It is a good thing no matter how you look at it.