I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

For a thousand-year-old monster, killing someone is as easy as eating and drinking.

Anyone who checks the cause of Lu Bo's death will find that his luck has gone wrong, and the reverse flow of Qi and blood has broken his heart.

Zhou Yi didn't have any guilt in his heart. After living for a long time, there were more and more old people in the world, until thousands of years later, everyone traced back to their ancestors and had friendship.

Ordinary things can be treated with a smile, regardless of status.

Seriously doing evil, such as Lu Bo intending to betray the Chimeng to claim credit, Zhou Yi can also do it ruthlessly.

"No one can betray their own class, Lu Bo is like this, and so is Pindao!"

Zhou Yi never regards himself as a high-ranking Jindan Zhenjun. Since he came to the world of cultivating immortals, he still maintains his original aspiration and character for nearly 700 years, and he is still the common man back then.

If you meet an interesting beggar on the road, you can also invite him to drink and brag, and his attitude is no different from that of a cultivator.

After all, with the fruit of longevity, no matter beggar or monk, after thousands of years, it will be a pile of loess.

"After all, there is something to hold."

Go back to the tavern.

The clone phantom behind the counter was talking to the guests, Zhou Yi pinched an invisibility formula, and came to the second floor quietly.

At the door of the corner room, two guests were chatting, but their eyes were always on the stairs.

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, without entering or eavesdropping, he turned and went back to the first floor.

"The karma is too heavy, and the poor Taoist should just support it a little!"

He took out the crystal clear glass beads from the Kunlun Cave from the cuffs, scanned with his spiritual sense to make sure that the spirit ginseng doll was not lazy, took out a few crystals of spiritual energy from it, and began to set up formations in the tavern.

The ghost king's sect inherited the mind-confusing array, which can deflect the perception of the soul, even if the innate master came in to search, he couldn't find anything unusual.

"The Confused Heart Formation consumes very little spiritual energy. These spirit crystals are enough to last for more than ten years. At that time, the Red Alliance will either be destroyed, or it will grow so strong that it does not need the protection of the poor!"

Counting with Zhou Yi's fingers, he could vaguely realize that he would not stay in the common world for long.

into the night.

The tavern is closed.

Bai Shiyu locked the doors and windows, and said in a low voice, "The shopkeeper, why don't you go up and have a look?"

Zhou Yi shook his head, changed his voice, and said gossipingly: "That swordsman in red, but you are good friends?"

Bai Shiyu's face turned red: "How can you be called a good friend when it comes to things in the Jianghu, that's a confidante!"

"You have so many confidante friends!"

Zhou Yi teased and said solemnly: "I have ordered the cook to prepare the food, you can send it up, I will watch from below, no one can come in."

Bai Shiyu took two steps back and bowed to the ground.

"Thank you shopkeeper!"

People from the Red League held a meeting upstairs, and Zhou Yi read from the script behind the counter without disturbing each other.

Half a month is fleeting.

The imperial edict abolishing the imperial examinations has been circulated throughout the world, and the old rich failed to make any noise after all. Instead, many old-school scholars dared to bleed for the Four Books and Five Classics.

From time to time, someone crashes into the wall to die outside the palace gate, but it just adds another corpse!

today.

There is a tavern.

Zhou Yi greeted the guests with a smile, and he just found it quite interesting to listen to the stubborn clamor of the old rich.

The imperial court suppressed Lao Cai, and they dared not resist. The new family squeezed out Lao Cai, but they did not dare to resist. Hearing that the people resisted the exploitation of the workshop owners, Lao Cai watched and laughed.

One day in the future, the common people will be the masters of the house, and Lao Cai will start to express his dissatisfaction by writing small essays using his family-passed skills.

"Such interesting things, others can only figure out from the history books, but Pindao can really see and hear it with his own eyes!"

Zhouyi is quite a pity. I was ignorant and incompetent in my previous life, and I had forgotten the principle of the camera, otherwise I could take pictures from time to time, and hundreds of years later it would be a precious historical memory.

It's not difficult to take pictures with spells, but unfortunately, no one will believe it in the future, just like walking in a brocade suit at night.

Zhou Yi was thinking about whether to spend a few years inventing the camera, or spend money to hire craftsmen to study it, when he suddenly had a feeling.

"This is? Could it be the sealed item of the old monster?"

...

second floor.

The main members of the Red League have discussed for more than a month, and finally drew up the follow-up development route, and have a clear understanding of what to do in the future, goals, etc.

After the meeting, proceed to the final session.

Bai Shiyu took out the original book of Great Harmony from his bosom, since he got the Kunlun Immortal Book, hundreds of copies have been printed and distributed.

"At the end of the fairy book, there is a barrier formation. I went to Baiyun Temple to look up the scriptures of the sages. It is called this. Putting hard things in the world into the formation can open the fairy gate!"

The bamboo slip booklet was spread out, revealing the words and formation diagram at the end of Datong book.

The photocopy of Datong book only has the front part, which is translated into the current language, and there is no publicity of Kunlun Wonderland to the outside world.

One of them is doubtful, people in the world don't believe in gods anymore, Buddhist and Taoist believers only regard them as spiritual sustenance.

The second is out of caution, Emperor Wu of the previous dynasty and Taizu of the great Zhou Dynasty all claimed to be disciples of Kunlun. If the Red League can promote the inheritance of Kunlun, it will inevitably be surrounded and suppressed by the imperial court.

"Whether it's true or not, you have to try it."

It was the leader of the Red League who spoke, and took out a piece of meteoric iron from his arms, which was the size of a black fist.

"This iron was obtained from fishing by our ancestors. I always wanted to forge it into a magic weapon, but it was difficult to melt after burning it for seven days and seven nights!"

As he spoke, he put the meteorite in the center of the formation, waited for a while, but there was no response, and took the meteorite back with a little disappointment.

The Kunlun Wonderland has been spread through the two dynasties, and there is already a faint theory of destiny!

Then others took out the collected objects one after another, mostly rare metals such as gold, silver, copper and iron, as well as rare natural ores, or some kind of extremely hard wood.

Everything is extremely hard, unbreakable by fire and impermeable by water.

It's a pity that none of them can open the formation, so that everyone doubts whether the formation left at the end is a scam.

"Pimpedao also try."

It was the Taoist fortune teller who spoke, and took out a dusty bead from his bosom, showing an irregular oval shape, and threw it into the river water to become the most inconspicuous pebble.

"This object was left by the patriarch. Back then, the patriarch got a strange person to teach Xiaoyan's magic number, and he became famous. He was called a living god!"

"When the patriarch traveled to Yunzhou, he instructed a family of farmers to avoid robbery in northern Xinjiang, and got this strange stone bead as a reward. It has been passed down for nearly 300 years, and it has been passed down for several generations, without leaving even a trace."

After the fortune-teller introduced it, he placed the stone bead in the center of the formation, not thinking that it could really open the fairy gate.

hum!

Spiritual light glowed from the formation, from weak to dazzling, it shot out and landed on the wall, slowly turning into a portal of five-color light rotation.

"This is?"

"Kunlun Immortal Gate!"

"There really are immortals in the world!"

"hiss……"

A series of exclamations sounded, and it took a long time to return to calm.

The Taoist fortune teller said, "Leader, why don't you go in and have a look? The poor Taoist has just made a calculation, so there should be no danger!"

"After Xianmen, there must be a great opportunity, and it is unknown whether he will become Emperor Wu or Taizu in the future."

The coir raincoat said: "However, I opened this door, or I have no destiny with the fairyland. If I rush in rashly and offend the fairy, wouldn't it be a waste of a great opportunity?"

The rest of the people nodded one after another. They were able to gather together under the bloody oppression of the imperial court, and they had already gone through thousands of trials.

The coir raincoat said: "Taoist priest, let's go in and have a look. I will wait outside to help you guard. Remember to ask the immortals for advice. Even if you don't get rewards and treasures, you still have to learn a strong martial art!"

"Okay, I will live up to the leader's expectations."

The fortune-telling Taoist no longer hesitated to decline, in case the time of Xianmen is limited, it is useless to waste the inheritance.

Raising your legs and stepping into the fairy gate, it is like passing through a water curtain and disappearing in an instant.

"Is the fairy gate still open?"

The coir raincoat was surprised, discussed with everyone for a while, and tried to enter one by one in the order of arrangement.

After a while.

The fairy gate slowly closed and the original wall was restored, and there was no one in the room.

Zhou Yixian turned into a figure, took the ashes and stone beads into his hands, and searched repeatedly with his spiritual sense, but found no traces.

"I don't know which old monster it is!"

Under the watchful eyes of the gods who couldn't be seen directly, Zhou Yi decided to retreat for safety reasons...