I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Zhou Yi read the book several times back and forth, and he memorized it by heart.

The breakthrough of the innate realm is not only the force, or force is only an external appearance, but it is actually the transformation of essence, qi, and spirit into a high-level life.

The memory is not far from the photographic memory, and it is not much worse.

"Originally, I thought that martial arts would be stuck in a bottleneck, so I searched for a few skills to practice, but now that I have the technique of talisman seal, I can be regarded as a half-cultivator after learning it."

Practitioners regard skills such as talismans and seals as techniques to protect the Tao, and immortal skills are the foundation of enlightenment.

Zhouyi has obtained the fruit of longevity, and the angle of view of the problem is different from that of practitioners.

All the methods in the world that can increase strength, no matter exercises or talisman refining tools, etc., are all techniques to protect the fruit of longevity.

"The talisman pen is made of white fox tail hair, and a hundred-year-old white fox is the best."

"The talisman paper is still tanned with animal skin. The older the animal, the higher the success rate..."

Zhou Yi does not need to hunt by himself, Shenjing is the place where the essence of Fengyang Kingdom gathers, rare and precious things such as century-old white fox fur will inevitably be sent to Shenjing for sale.

If the money is not enough, you can owe it first!

the next day.

Captain Zhu heard that the thief in the sky prison had been eradicated, and found that Yu Jie had disappeared. The two sides confirmed that he couldn't help being shocked.

"Old Zhou, you are the god of the sea!"

The news of Zhou Yi's forging into a visceral body will spread to Jinyiwei in a short time, and someone will definitely come to win him over.

The jailers of five generations of the Zhou family couldn't be more innocent, and they are far more reassuring than the solicited masters of the rivers and lakes.

"Master Zhu, don't worry, I also don't want to part with the sky prison."

It would be a lie for Zhou Yi to say that he is not tempted by the inheritance of talisman seals that may be hidden in the imperial prison, but he has enough patience to wait for the opportunity.

Time, always on Zhou Yi's side!

after january.

The talisman pen and talisman paper were successfully made.

Zhou Yi taught himself to draw talisman seals according to the book, so naturally he would not succeed at the beginning, since the true essence was condensed on the tip of the pen and could not be integrated into the talisman at all.

"There is nothing difficult in the world, but it is easy to master!"

In a blink of an eye, two years have passed.

Zhouyi's life is three-point and one-line, and it is flat and uneventful, but he also heard a lot of important things from his colleagues.

At the beginning of the thirteenth year of Hongchang, that is, not long after Zhouyi broke through the congenital, Fengyang Kingdom and Dayong formally signed a peace agreement.

The Minister of the Household Department reported that the national treasury was empty, and asked for the abolition of the army in northern Xinjiang. Since Emperor Hongchang came to the throne, there have been constant wars and wars for thirteen years. This reason is very reasonable.

Rumor has it that the Chief Assistant Zhang Zhengyang asked Li Wu respectfully in front of Emperor Hongchang and all the civil and military officials in Fengtian Hall: "This matter is of great importance, and the frontier army can only be abolished after the Lord Zhen Guo nods his approval!"

What happened after that, there are various versions among the people. Some Li Wudang scolded the chief assistant, and some Li Wu gave in. In the end, 70% of the million-strong army in northern Xinjiang was disbanded.

The court is turbulent, and the rivers and lakes are also treacherous.

Rumors emerged at some unknown time that the Cang family, a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River, has a magic skill that can swallow people's internal energy.

The Cang family has never been a small local clan, but in just over ten years, top and first-class masters have appeared one after another, and the clansmen seem to have become martial arts wizards with extraordinary talents.

Moreover, the Cang family specializes in internal energy, which is in line with the rumors in the rivers and lakes.

In the fourteenth year of Hongchang, the Cang family was besieged by more than a dozen sects headed by Buddhism and Taoism. More than a thousand people died, including the elderly, weak, women and children.

Someone asked Master Fangyuan of Huasheng Temple: "Does the Cang family have the magic power to swallow people's inner energy?"

Master Fangyuan proclaimed the Buddha's name with a compassionate face.

"Amitabha! Maybe someone has found it."

This word was spread in the rivers and lakes, and the Buddhism was stained again, which made all the gangs and sects ridicule for a while. After a few months, no one mentioned it again.

After all, there are too many major events happening in Jianghu court, and Buddhism can't occupy a few days of hot searches.

For example, Zhou Yi became a first-class master, which is considered big news in Tianlao, and there are some ripples in Shenjing, and it is not even a dripping flower in Fengyang Kingdom.

Jin Yiwei sent people to recruit, first they promised the captain, and later the conditions were raised to Xiaoqi.

Zhou Yi refused several times in a row, but nothing happened.

The eyes of the world are always focused on the latest people and things. Two years have passed, and no one pays attention to the mere jailer. Occasionally, when it is mentioned at the wine table, they will spit and sneer.

"Even if such people are masters, they can't support the wall with mud!"

At the end of the thirteenth year of Hongchang, New Year's Eve was approaching.

A piece of imperial edict was spread all over the world, and the crown prince of Fengyang Kingdom, which had been vacant for many years, finally had a right to belong.

The eldest prince Zhao Xian, whose wife is the daughter of the imperial teacher Zhang Zhengyang.

"It's no wonder that you can be ranked as the first assistant. It's very human to be strong!"

Zhou Yi clicked his tongue a few times, then put the matter behind his mind.

Chaotang Jianghu is like clouds and smoke to him, far less interesting than the art of talisman seal.

After two years of copying and drawing, several talisman brushes were ruined, and an unknown number of talisman papers were destroyed. The four kinds of talisman seals were drawn close to instinct, and the complicated strokes were completed in one go.

The true essence condensed on the tip of the pen, and as the strokes merged into the talisman seal, the cinnabar became crystal clear on the talisman paper.

puff!

With a soft sound, the true essence in the cinnabar collapsed, and the talisman paper shattered into powder.

Zhou Yi has long been used to it, carefully recalling the reason for the mistake just now, and continued to draw with another piece of talisman paper.

In two years, from being ignorant to getting started, it was just like this one by one pondering and correcting mistakes, Zhou Yi had a premonition in his heart that the day of becoming a talisman was not far away.

"The talisman paper is almost used up, and I have to get a few more on credit."

Zhou Yi heard that the tiger hall gang in the south of the city had recently obtained a white tiger skin, and the hall master held a tiger appreciation banquet.

"Since I'm a fellow disciple who practices Wuhuquan, I should borrow it and use it!"

The master of the Tiger Hall, who was trained by Luo Hu, did not participate in the rebellion. Later, he took advantage of the boxing gym being closed down by Jin Yiwei, took follow-up boxing manuals and nourishing prescriptions, and now he has become a big boss.

"...It's clearly empty, but the talisman is self-contained!"

Zhou Yi's mind was clear, and the last stroke fell, and there was a faint flash of light on the talisman paper.

"Huh? It's not broken!"

Surprised, Zhou Yi picked up the town house talisman and observed it carefully. It was exactly the same as the description in the book, but he didn't know if it had any effect.

Infused with true essence, the talisman seal spontaneously ignites without fire.

An invisible wave swept across the entire courtyard.

at this time.

It was the middle of winter, and the night was quiet.

There was a sudden gust of wind blowing in the courtyard, and there was a whining sound.

"who?"

Zhou Yi's eyes were like lightning, and he suddenly looked at the location of the jujube tree in the courtyard.

Originally, there was no one in the place, and there were clouds of black mist floating there, vaguely resembling a human figure, with only two red spots on the face.

Turning his head to look under the grape arbors where he usually eats, drinks tea and drinks, some are hidden on some shelves, some are sitting on stone piers, and even two ghost figures are lying on the dining table.

More than a dozen pairs of red eyes stared at Zhou Yi resentfully, as if they would rush to bite him at any time.

"ghost?"

Zhou Yi didn't have any fear in his heart, but was full of interest, and his true energy gathered into a hand to grab a ghost.

As a result, the ghost touched the true essence, let out a shrill scream, and then turned into nothingness.

"It's too fragile to be called a ghost, at most it's a remnant soul."

Zhou Yi protects the body with true energy and walks towards the ghost.

woo woo woo...

The resentful and ferocious ghosts backed up again and again in fright, and finally squeezed into the corner of the wall, overlapping like smoke and mist.

"Dying in the hands of this seat during my lifetime, I dare not resist when I become a ghost. It's boring! It's boring!"

After Zhou Yi said, the true essence condensed into the sword edge, shuttled back and forth several times in the ghost shadow, and died again.