I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Xuan Xiao!

"The upper sign turned out to be Tie Zhu."

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, and opened his mouth to put Jianmu into his stomach, so he must carry it with him.

There are many people with unlucky luck in the world. If they take advantage of Zhou Yi to go out, they accidentally drill six hundred feet underground, enter the formation restriction by mistake, and then loot everything.

"Pindao consumes tens of millions of years of life, and the innate spiritual root that has been ripened is lost, and it will be a big joke all day long!"

Zhou Yi waved to the medicine field in the distance and shouted, "Niu'er, you've been stuck in the ground for decades, let's go outside to be cool and unrestrained."

The scalper rolled on the ground when he heard the words, manifesting a demon body and turning into a one-horned steer.

The ginseng doll put away the medicine hoe, climbed onto the ox's head, as if covered with a green straw hat, and said with a small face, "Immortal, the blood vine demon is dying soon, give it a few spirit stones."

The blood vine demon is shortening day by day, and now it is only more than three feet long, and its red skin has withered and yellow spots.

Hearing the ginseng doll speak, I don't know whether it is the head or the tail shaking again and again, sending out a message of prayer and desire.

"There has never been a blood vine monster in the classics. It has raised you for five or six hundred years, and it is only a little bit smarter than your natural instinct. I don't know how far it is from taking shape."

Zhou Yi sighed and shook his head, took out ten pills from the storage bag, hesitantly put back five pills, and sprinkled them in the medicine field.

Sensing the aura, the blood vine demon crawled over in a serpentine shape, and stopped when it was close to the spirit stone. With a creak, it cut off half of it and flung it far away, leaving only three feet long coiled on the spirit stone to absorb refining.

"All kinds of frost compete for longevity!"

"Even if there are only instinctive vines, there is the courage to cut off the tail to survive. How can we monks be afraid?"

Zhou Yi clapped his hands in admiration, took out ten more spirit stones, and placed them beside the blood vine demon.

It jumped onto the ox and turned into a light and flew to the northwest.

...

Qianjing.

Qinghuafang.

Adjacent to the imperial palace, it was originally the residence of nobles of the imperial court.

With the continuous expansion of the Immortal Pension Division and Baiyun Temple, even the Prince Houye had to obediently offer up his mansion in Erfenfang City.

At the time of the morning class, the disciples in the temple looked solemn and recited the Taoist scriptures in unison.

Green smoke curls up and incense burns.

Taoism is the state religion of Dagan, and Baiyun Temple is the leader of Taoism, and has a terrifying influence in the court and the world.

The sound of chanting sutras contains mantras, and the incense smoke and green smoke mixed with a little spiritual energy, condensed into a weak Dharma light. The believers who came to worship God early in the morning, nourished by the light of the Dharma, could not help feeling refreshed, light and healthy.

After the mortal aura is cut off, the demons and ghosts will disappear, and occasionally there will be ghosts accumulated in the corners of the mountains and condensed into ghosts.

The eyeballs of the monks who heard the news were all red, and they rushed towards the ghost, and the soul beads condensed after killing them could be used to cultivate the magic power of the soul.

The inheritances of various sects are scattered, and there is no shortage of methods of ghost cultivation among them. The defect of fearing thunder and calamity that was originally there is no longer present, and only the benefit of longevity remains.

All monks who have the conditions turn into ghost cultivators, struggling to survive, even if they fail to convert, they still practice a few Yin Sha spells, using soul orbs to cast spells can reduce spiritual energy consumption.

As a result, the Immortal Pension Division quickly fell from the peak of power, and the reputation of Baiyun Temple was also affected.

The common people are very forgetful, not to mention that after three or four generations, most of the images of Baiyun Temple disciples slaying demons and eliminating demons to save the world only exist in the scripts. Even young people who have never seen a monster, only feel that the previous generation has been deceived, and Niubi will deceive the old man!

Faith is the foundation of Taoist inheritance!

The few real people remaining in Baiyun Temple, after careful consideration, cut off the supply of spiritual stones for cultivation.

Physical strengthening and requiem are mixed into the scriptures, and spirit stones are activated when chanting, and mixed with incense to form aura that nourishes the bodies of believers.

The believers got benefits when they worshiped, and realized the mystery of Baiyun Temple, and their beliefs naturally became more pious!

"The way of immortality is gradually disappearing, but Taoism is becoming more and more prosperous. There are some masters in Baiyun temple!"

"First find someone to inquire about the situation in the world of cultivating immortals. I haven't seen Fellow Daoist Xiao for hundreds of years, and I miss him a little."

Zhou Yi has been in seclusion for decades, and has been forgotten by the world. Perhaps there are a few surviving disciples of the Earth Fire Palace who have long forgotten this Supreme Elder.

In recent decades, there have been so many true monarchs and Taoist monarchs whose lifespan has passed away, or the realm has fallen and died, so that the monks' respect and fear for the Golden Core Nascent Soul is no longer what it used to be.

Sweeping over the Baiyun Temple with his spiritual consciousness, he noticed the only foundation-building aura, and Zhou Yi Dunguang landed in the Patriarch Hall of the Taoist Temple.

Immortal light flashed in front of Master Xuanren's eyes, and when he saw a figure manifest, he subconsciously pressed the long sword at his waist, only to feel the terrifying mana coming, and his body was imprisoned in place and could not move.

Zhou Yi looked at the Taoist priest's appearance, his face was like a crown of jade, and he was no more than fifty years old.

"Poverty Tang Xuan, I don't have any malicious intentions to come to ask something after retreating for a long time."

"Tang Xuan..."

Xuanren sensed the disappearance of the oppression, recalled the classics of Baiyun Temple, and said in horror: "Senior is the Supreme Lord of the Earth Fire Palace, Elder Tang!"

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, have you ever heard of the reputation of being a poor Taoist?"

"Meet Elder Tang."

Xuanren stood up and bowed to salute, explaining: "Your name is mentioned in the scriptures left by senior Guanzhong, and the junior also sent people to visit the Dihuo Palace, but they didn't find any traces several times, so they thought that Tang Dynasty The elder is sitting down."

"I see."

Zhou Yi didn't mind this. Thousands of disciples from the Earth Fire Palace joined Baiyun Temple, so they would inevitably reveal their identities, and asked: "Seeing how young you are, you are not a real person after the catastrophe?"

"Don't dare to lie to Elder Tang."

Xuanren showed bitterness on his face: "The younger generation not only has water as the spiritual root of fire, but is also born with a pure yang body. If you are lucky enough to worship Baiyun Temple, you will have to cultivate and break through to build a foundation!"

"It's a pity, it's a pity."

Zhou Yi shook his head and sighed, such aptitude was rare in the world before the catastrophe, and he was almost certain to become a Jindan True Monarch, but now he can barely maintain his foundation building cultivation.

"What's the current situation in the world of cultivating immortals?"

"Since Patriarch Xuanxiao beheaded Jianxuan and Miaoshan, the two incarnate Heavenly Sovereigns, there has been no disturbance in the world of cultivating immortals."

Knowing that Elder Tang had been in seclusion for a long time, Xuan Ren narrated the matter in detail according to the information circulated in the market, and it was inevitable to express his respect for Taoist Xuan Xiao.

"Rebel Tianjun, return two!"

Zhou Yi has tried his best to overestimate Xiao Tiezhu, but he never imagined that there is such a staunch person in the world.

The underground palace organized thousands of volumes of Taoism, and read a lot of classics such as divination, divination, deduction, etc., and gained a deeper understanding of Xiaojie Tianshu, and at the same time understood the theory of destiny and luck.

The ancestral lineage has declined to the extreme, and the severance of spiritual energy is the general trend, and Xiao Tiezhu is the chess piece to promote the process.

The three old devils teamed up to smash the ancestral veins, thinking they were going against the sky, but in fact they were following the will of the heavens.

So after the ancestral vein collapsed, Xiao Tiezhu's luck naturally dissipated. Under such circumstances, he dared to fight with Tianjun, and he could be called a hero who regards death as home!

"Fortunately, there is Xiao Daoyou, if Jianxuan and Miaoshan really succeed, those Nascent Souls who are surviving will definitely not want to die. That is the real disaster for the human race!"

Zhou Yi didn't intend to meet Xiao Tiezhu at first, after all, the latter is the ancestor of Yuanying, and he bears the ancient inheritance, so it is unknown if he might have the means to break the basalt armor.

Now that I heard about the feat of sacrificing my life, I should say goodbye and send it off.

...

Chunfeng Building.

It's not yet night, and many guests come and go.

Yinggeyanyanwu, laughter.

At the time when the newly promoted oiran was playing the piano, jade hands plucked the strings, and the voice was melodious and melodious, just like the sounds of nature.

"This year's oiran, why is he dressed so conservatively?"

Zhou Yi stood under the stage with his hands in his hands, looked at the oiran and shook his head slightly. The rich man's hobbies are still unclear, but he just likes to come to this place of fireworks to find innocent women.

Leaving from Baiyun Temple, I took the cow and came to Chunfenglou.

Celebrating Taoist Xuanxiao's coming to life, the world is peaceful and happy, and by the way, he will make up his 900th birthday.

"Tsk tsk, the severance of the ancestral line not only annihilates the immortal way, but the mundane has lost the nourishment of spiritual energy, and the quality of the girl in the building has also dropped a lot."

Zhou Yi strolled up to the second floor, and was about to call the bustard to open a box to eat, drink and sleep, when he caught a glimpse of a pale young man not far away, hugging left and right to watch the oiran dancing downstairs.

The young man's face is simple and honest, his complexion is dark, and his silk and brocade clothes can't hide his rustic appearance.

Xiao Tiezhu?

Compared with the appearance in the impression, the appearance of Zhouyi is eighty-nine points similar, but the young man is dying, coughing violently from time to time, as if his life is not long.

The young man seemed to have a feeling, turned his head to look over, waved his hands to let the girls back, and greeted with a smile.

"This fellow Taoist looks at the face, and doesn't know where he came from?"

No matter how much Zhou Yi's spiritual sense scanned, he couldn't detect the young man's cultivation level. He was sure of this and stepped forward to salute.

"Poverty Taoist Tang Xuan, I have heard the name of Xuanxiao Daojun for a long time, and I finally see you today!"

"Which Golden Core are you from the Earth Fire Palace?"

Xiao Tiezhu motioned Zhou Yi to sit aside: "Fellow Daoist has a clean breath and stable mana. It seems that a lot of spiritual objects have been accumulated before the catastrophe."

"It's really lucky for three lives to be able to be missed by the Taoist Lord in the early days of the poor Daoist Golden Core!"

Zhou Yi has already activated the Xuanwu God Armor secretly. On the surface, Xiao Tiezhu is dying, but who knows if it is an illusion, whether the majestic God of Transformation Tianjun is also falling into the scheme.

"Pimpedao doesn't take care of things very much, but he can't be blind. The Palace of Earth Fire was so powerful in the common people back then, so we can't help but pay attention to it."

Xiao Tiezhu said in admiration: "Fellow Daoists are very good at educating and guiding disciples. If all the sects in the world entered the Earth Fire Palace, killing demons and demons, punishing evil and promoting good, poor Taoists would not be so poor!"

Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, once again refreshing the impression of being simple and honest back then, but in fact he was as wise as a fool.

It's no wonder that when the Earth Fire Palace was in charge of the Immortal Pension Department and merged with the downhill monks of the Dandingzong, everything went too smoothly. It turned out that there was Xiao Tiezhu suppressing behind the scenes.

"The poor Taoist came to Jiuzhou from the East China Sea. He couldn't bear to see monsters causing disasters, so he sent his disciples to enter the world under the guise of Baiyun Temple."

Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said, "It's superfluous to know the magnanimity of the emperor now. Even if there is no Earth Fire Palace, Yunzhou will not be in chaos!"

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say! In terms of admonishing disciples alone, you are far worse than you."

"After the ancestral line was cut off back then, many disciples of the Danding Sect became obsessed and secretly went down the mountain to make trouble. The poor will kill one by one, even if the real king is infatuated, he will not be relentless. Such cruel methods can barely cause harm!"

Xiao Tiezhu praised: "The fellow Taoist took advantage of the trend and turned disasters into good deeds. His disciples are both rich and famous and famous in history. It can be said that he has gained both fame and fortune. The poor Taoist has been paying attention to the mountain for many years, and he did not allow Dan Ding until the Baiyun Temple became stable. Zong disciples go down the mountain."

Zhou Yi said: "Dan Dingzong is so huge that it is rare for a Taoist monarch to avoid disaster."

The three words "do not cause misfortune" sound simple, but are difficult to do, especially when monks have the power to crush mortals!

For example, the disciples of the Qingzhou Lingjian Sect, after losing the restraint of the sect's rules, rely on magic to wreak havoc on the common people. It's not just about simply casting spells to harm people, or taking charge of the court behind the scenes, or directly ascending the throne and proclaiming the emperor, and commanding soldiers to crusade everywhere.

Killing, war, blood and fire, to satisfy their desire to control everything and be superior!

Dao heart shattered, no different from demons!

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