I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

"The devil?"

Zhou Yi frowned, pretending not to know, and snorted coldly.

"Pindao has long expected that the two religions of Buddhism and Taoism will not be reconciled, and will definitely throw dirty water with the junior."

Qin Zheng was slightly taken aback when he heard the words: "Junior Brother?"

"Xuan Xiao Daojun is exactly the poor Taoist brother."

Zhou Yi definitely didn't intend to take advantage of Xiao Tiezhu, regardless of his age, he was old enough to be a grandpa, and it was more than enough to be a senior brother.

If you really have an opinion, please let him stand up and speak!

Qin Zheng suddenly regretted asking about it. This matter involved the privacy of immortals. No matter how gentle and close they are, they should always maintain a sense of awe.

The difference between immortals and mortals is heavier than father and son, monarch and minister.

However, the matter has come to this point, Qin Zheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to ask: "So the records in the real person's book are all true?"

"Back then, Pindao advised him not to go down the mountain. There are so many catastrophes in the world, and tens of millions of people died of floods and droughts in the past dynasties."

Zhou Yi sighed and said: "The younger brother said that natural disasters are different from man-made disasters, so he gave up the path of longevity and fought to the death with the ancestors of Buddhism and Taoism. In the end, he died and Dao disappeared, and he was notorious."

"The Daoist sacrifices himself for the sake of others, and should be enshrined and admired by future generations."

Qin Zheng said solemnly: "After I go back, I will definitely rectify the name of the Taoist monarch and burn all those Buddhist and Taoist scriptures!"

"What's the use of being true or false? A person cannot be resurrected after death."

Zhou Yi reminded: "Don't think that Buddhism is easy to bully. How can the sects that have been passed down from ancient times to the present have few backgrounds?"

"The real person means that Buddhism and Taoism have elixir in the world?"

Qin Zheng's heart moved, not only was there no fear, but a little greed.

In the past few days, I have communicated with Lingshen Doll, and learned that the outside world is imprisoned by heaven and earth, and there is no spiritual energy anymore. After learning about this, Qin Zheng was a little discouraged, and didn't have much hope for finding the elixir, but now he has confidence again.

"Maybe."

The Book of Changes is not groundless speculation and slander, at least those few treasures will not decline into ordinary things in three hundred years.

"I must rectify the name of Daojun!"

Qin Zheng swears to the sky, but he still has doubts in his heart, and asked: "According to the records in the book, the Taoist Lord has only sat for more than two hundred years, and the Buddhism and Taoism can be so thoroughly slandered?"

"Ordinary people have no ability to know what happened in the world of cultivating immortals. They only saw the dead people in the city after city, and the continent turned into red land. They don't even know who the murderer is."

Zhou Yi explained: "After the younger brother passed away, those monks who were dying became the only masters of Buddhism and Taoism, and the truth was left to be written and edited by them..."

Back then when Xiao Tiezhu suppressed Jiuzhou, the people who had resentment against him were not limited to Buddhism and Taoism, even the same sect of Dan Dingzong were separated.

Under the impact of Buddhism and Taoism, Baiyun Temple can hardly protect itself, so it can only reject Xuan Xiao as a heretic.

What's more, the monks of Baiyun Temple may not have no opinion. The true king who was in charge of the Taoist temple back then could theoretically influence the change of imperial power, and even directly replace the imperial court with the Taoist temple, turning Dagan into a Taoist country similar to the Yizhou Buddhist kingdom.

As a result, he was suppressed by Xiao Tiezhu, so he had to obey the orders of the Daqian imperial court, and waited for all the real emperors and real people in the audience to sit down, and he was no longer able to compete with the imperial court.

The Daqian court reduced the reputation of Baiyun Temple and attracted Wanfo Temple to build a temple in Qianjing to balance Buddhism and Taoism.

As time went by, the last batch of monks wrote books and made them the classics of the sages.

The disciples of Buddhism and Taoism regarded it as the inheritance classics, because they believed that Xiao Tiezhu was the demon king who destroyed the world from the bottom of their hearts. Maybe there were a few Buddhist temples and Taoist temples who knew the historical truth, but no one would believe it when they said it.

As for ordinary believers, they have never even heard of the world of cultivating immortals, let alone distinguishing the true from the false. The only things they can touch are Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures.

History can be drawn freely, and good and evil are reversed!

Qin Zheng listened to Zhou Yi's narration, his expression became more serious, and he was silent for a long while and cupped his hands.

"Thank you for your advice, take this as a lesson! Those in positions of power must have channels of information that bypass courtiers. For example, if you are a monarch, you must establish a Jinyiwei or an internal servant, and you must not let the ministers of the court turn black and white!"

"There are some similarities between the two."

Zhou Yi couldn't help admiring from the bottom of his heart, being an emperor or a person in power is an innate talent.

Ordinary people would be surprised at most when they heard the secret, and scold a few words about Buddhism and Taoism for being shameless, but Qin Zheng contacted the monarch and ministers by inference.

The emperors who are also strong and strong, some easily control the government, and some ruin the country in a daze.

"Practice martial arts well. If you want to fight against Buddhism and Taoism, you need to be strong yourself, otherwise a spell can change the dynasty."

"Spell!"

Qin Zheng's mind is exquisite, and he is born with the ability to grasp the key information of every sentence. When he learned of the Buddhist and Taoist curse-killing techniques, he immediately became alert and murderous.

...

It rises at sunrise and rests at sunset.

Farming, eating, and practicing martial arts are as simple as the life of an old farmer, making Qin Zheng almost forget that he is in the realm of immortals.

"It seems to be back to my childhood, farming with my grandparents. At the beginning, I always hoeed the wheat seedlings, and I was whipped from time to time."

When Qin Zheng came back from plowing the fields, he poked his hoe on the edge of the gazebo, skillfully uncovering the pot to fill the rice.

Zhou Yi asked suspiciously: "The dignified prince also wants to farm?"

"Don't dare to lie to real people. I didn't know who my father was when I was a child, so I followed my mother's surname Jin."

Qin Zheng said sadly, "Grandfather is the great elder of Moyun City. He farmed and practiced martial arts every day. He didn't pick me up to celebrate the country until my father ascended the throne. At that time... my mother had passed away for ten years!"

"It turned out to be like this."

Zhou Yi never thought that there was still such a layer of fate, so he took out the pickled vegetables from the storage bag.

"Add a dish today!"

Since there are no spirit beasts in captivity, they only eat rice, and the taste of ordinary vegetables is far worse than that of spirit rice. If you really go to a mortal restaurant to eat and drink, it is also a taste of fireworks.

Qin Zheng took a root of spiritual ginseng, chewed it carefully and said, "This tastes a bit weird."

Zhou Yi said: "Maybe it's been marinating for a long time."

Qin Zheng paused slightly with his chopsticks: "How many years have you marinated?"

Zhou Yi counted with his fingers: "It's not too long, more than a thousand years."

Qin Zhengzheng's face turned slightly pale, but he couldn't bear to part with the abundant spiritual energy of the ginseng, and finally closed his eyes and continued to eat.

vomit!

"Don't worry, even if you are poisoned, Pindao can still save you!"

Zhou Yi did not continue to ask about Qin Zheng's life experience. Judging from the murder of his envoy, he was obviously not favored by the royal family or the emperor.

The source of Qi and blood martial arts practiced by Qin Zheng came from Moyun City, which was unexpected by Zhou Yi. Back then, Jin Ang taught martial arts widely, and his disciples upheld the teacher's ambition. It can be said that the method of Qi and blood cultivation is not a mystery.

In this way, Yunzhou, which has a larger population and richer resources, is theoretically easier to optimize the martial art of energy and blood, and is suitable for practice in the end of the Dharma Era.

In order to maintain the advantages of this kind of refined exercises, each school kept secret, and gradually formed a school.

It turned out that Qin Zhenggui was the prince of the Qing Kingdom, and he still practiced the exercises passed down by his grandfather. Obviously, Moyun City has a significant advantage in body training with energy and blood.

"Perhaps, the method of tempering energy and blood is suitable for the hundred thousand mountains that are fighting for their fate."

Zhou Yi didn't need to ask deliberately, he had a thorough look at Qin Zheng's kung fu with his spiritual sense. After all, he saw Qi and Blood Martial Dao grow from nothing with his own eyes, and it could barely be called one of the sources of Qi and Blood Martial Dao.