I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

In the depths of Daze.

Zhou Yi was outside Fangshi, urging his identity token.

After a while.

The cloud and mist of the formation dispersed, and two escaping lights flew over, turning into two Taoist priests, one purple and one blue.

The leader was a handsome young man, and the other white-haired old man was half a step behind.

"Welcome Junior Brother Sun, Poverty Dao Xuanzhou, this is Junior Brother Huang Xuhuang. I received a message from the sect a few days ago, knowing that a fellow Taoist with exquisite lightning skills has arrived. I have been looking forward to it for a long time."

"Brother, you are polite. I am poor, but I have studied lightning techniques, but I seldom fight."

Zhou Yi handed over his identity token and cupped his hands to the old man: "I've seen Senior Brother Huang."

Huang Xu said with a smile: "The old Taoist is also quite good at lightning methods. In the future, I will visit the door to ask for advice in my spare time."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Xuanzhou verified the authenticity of the token, opened the guardian array and entered the market together.

Three escaping lights flew over Lingtian and the trading area, and landed directly in the center of Fang City.

Cave House No. 1.

From a rough look, it covers an area of ​​at least more than ten acres, and is located at the core of the spiritual veins. There is no need for a spirit-gathering formation, and the rich spiritual energy will naturally condense into a mist.

The spirit mist rolls in the pavilions, corridors and pavilions, and it is white and misty, like an illusion.

Dunguang fell in front of the main hall, the gate was opened, and six fellow Taoists sat cross-legged inside.

Arranged on the left and right, they are all real people who established the foundation.

Everyone in the hall nodded to Xuan Zhou, and then looked at Zhou Yi.

The bearded Taoist sitting on the left smiled and said: "I have heard from the boys in the family that the Daoist Grandson of the Lecture Hall is unparalleled in thunder and lightning, and I can finally see it today."

Zhou Yi arched his hands: "The responsibility is, don't you know the name of your friend?"

The bearded man said, "A casual cultivator, Mo Qu."

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "Mo Zhenren's junior is Mo Xiaoyu, he is a good seedling who has learned thunder techniques, congratulations in advance, fellow daoist, there will be another Daoist in the family in the future!"

Even if he knew it was a polite remark, no one would not like to hear it, Mo Qu looked at Zhou Yi with kind eyes immediately.

Zhou Yi was also observing everyone in the hall when he was speaking, except that Mo Qu's breath was a bit higher, it should be in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and the other Taoists are in the early stage.

"Sun Daoyou, please sit down."

Xuanzhou sat in the first place, the powerful Mo Qu was on the right, and Huang Xu was on the left, which showed that he was regarded as a confidant.

Zhou Yi chose the last position on the left, and the next one was a Jurchen. After Xuanzhou introduced them one by one, he learned that he was called Huayue Zhenren.

"Today's gathering is to welcome Junior Brother Sun."

Xuanzhou clapped his hands, and immediately a row of beautiful maids came out from the back of the hall with jade plates, offering spiritual wine and spiritual fruits to everyone.

Zhou Yi glanced across the main hall, it can be described as a luxurious and splendid, sandalwood roof, crystal lamp, gold pillar, sapphire table, emerald plate, luminous cup... Any one placed in the mundane world is a priceless treasure.

"This senior brother is a bit unusual!"

Zhou Yi lowered his gaze, putting Xuan Zhou on guard.

Those who have extraordinary human desires will do extraordinary things!

"In the next ten years or even longer, we will fight side by side to fight against demons."

Xuanzhou raised his glass and said: "I don't mean to be a poor Taoist, I swear to the heavens, unless my soul is gone, the city of Dazefang will not be destroyed by the evil way!"

The atmosphere in the hall was slightly stagnant. It is not easy for practitioners to swear randomly, especially such heavy oaths. Everyone stationed in Fangshi is either for the family or for the inheritance, and they are absolutely unwilling to fight to the death with the magic way.

Dazefang City is broken, replace it, and change it again if it breaks again.

The Tianmo sect really occupied the thirteen spiritual lands in Yunzhou, so they simply cast themselves in the way of magic, and they can still live freely.

Huang Xu took the lead in echoing, "The same goes for Huang."

Under Xuanzhou's gaze, the rest of the real people vowed to live and die with Fangshi, and soon it was Zhouyi's turn.

Zhou Yi pointed to the sky and swore: "Pin Dao swears, if you dare to abandon Fangshi, you will lose two hundred years of life on the spot!"

Xuanzhou only felt that it was a bit weird, but he couldn't find any faults. He praised: "Junior Brother Sun is really a wonderful person, and swearing is also different from ordinary people. Interesting and interesting!"

After saying this, the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed.

Zhou Yi has a clearer understanding of Xuan Zhou's strength, and he can probably beat everyone in the palace alone.

The true biography of Dandingzong has reached the peak of foundation building, such as Mo Qu, Huayue and others who are building foundations, will lose within three to five rounds in front of them.

"In the world of cultivating immortals, after all, strength is the only thing left... the one who remains is king!"

Xuanzhou took the opportunity to swear, which made the scene a little awkward, but the atmosphere of the banquet became lively again, especially when a line of dancers came up shortly afterwards, they were all female monks.

With red sleeves fluttering and light gauze half covering her, she came to the center of the hall and danced lightly.

"Miao Miu Miu!"

"Brother enjoys it so much, it makes me ashamed."

"Drink, drink!"

"This dancer looks familiar, seems to be invited by Fengminglou?"

"Let's go together tomorrow!"

"..."

The cups and cups are intertwined, and everyone disperses when they are drunk!

The Dongfu assigned by Zhou Yi is No. 9, which occupies an area and has no less aura than No. 1. The interior decoration is simple and simple.

...

the next day.

Zhou Yi concealed his breath and came to the Fangshi trading area.

"The prices of talismans and life-saving elixir have skyrocketed, and the materials used for cultivation have dropped a lot. After all, the magic cultivation is coming fiercely, so there is no time to subtly practice the method."

To Zhou Yi's surprise, many stalls and even shops were offering the Four Arts of Immortal Cultivation.

Although it is a relatively basic inheritance, Zhou Yi does not dislike it, and buys all of them if he encounters them.

"Six primary alchemy recipes, fire control and alchemy formulas are not sold, so I still have a hand!"

"The "General Outline of Artifact Refining" has gained a lot of fame, but it is actually just an entry-level inheritance, with drawings for several low-grade magical artifacts. Collecting a few more volumes of artifact refining experience may improve the Shanhe Ding and promote it to the top magical artifact soon!"

"Intermediate Talisman and Seal Encyclopedia, a total of 5,000 spirit stones, I bought it!"

Ordinary monks have one or two more suitable inheritances, so they concentrate on researching. After all, life is limited, and it is bound to be difficult to master erudition.

Zhou Yi aspires to be a hexagonal monk. Naturally, the more the four arts of cultivating immortals, the better. Lingshi can always be earned slowly. If you miss the inheritance, you don’t know when you will meet again.

With such a lavish spending of spirit stones, six or seven monks with ordinary faces followed in turn.

"It's finally here, I'm afraid you won't take the bait."

Zhou Yi also bought a few more bottles of Peiyuan Dan, which are suitable for the early and middle stages of Qi refining, and two middle-grade instruments.

Driving the newly purchased magic weapon, he left Dazefang City.

After half an hour.

Zhou Yi came back with a solemn expression, and the news he just learned from the soul search was worse than expected. There are already many casual cultivators in Fangshi who have taken refuge in the magic way. Just now, out of the eight tails, three are spies from the Heavenly Demon Palace.

"Fortunately, there is the burning blood escape method, otherwise it's time to slip away now!"

In a blink of an eye.

Half a year passed, and nothing happened.

Under the lure of pills and inheritance, Fangshi casual cultivators divided into two factions. They either sacrificed sacrifices to practice magic skills, or killed demon heads in exchange for rewards.

Zhou Yi practiced kung fu every day and comprehended the four arts of cultivating immortals.

With the in-depth study of the opponent's talisman tools, it was found that they have something in common, that is, the forbidden texture.

"According to the description in the classics, the texture of the prohibition is obtained from the ancient great powers' comprehension of the way of heaven, so it has the magical effect of communicating the aura of heaven and earth. The four arts of cultivating immortals seem to be different, but in fact they are all related to prohibition. Seal script is simply prohibition as the main body!"

"Once a skill is proficient, other classes will learn by analogy!"

Zhou Yi took the most difficult formation as the foundation, and then went back to comprehend the other three. It felt like solving a junior high school math problem in high school.