I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

build wood.

It has been cultivated for nearly six thousand years.

Zhou Yi uses good fortune jade dew to ripen it every day, and it has become more and more high, and the aura it emits is not inferior to Qingyun Mountain's aura.

The fragments of the scalper's soul were integrated into it with the method of refining beast souls, and they were in a state of neither life nor death. Occasionally, there were occasional fluctuations in consciousness, and they were very intimate and dependent on Zhouyi.

No one can tell whether it is the scalper's consciousness or Jianmu's consciousness.

This is the method of survival in the face of death, if you succeed, you will forge the foundation of immortality, and if you lose, you will lose your soul.

This method of weapon soul comes from the remnants of the Artifact Refining of the Butian Sect. As a great religion that spans Jiuzhou and Dongsheng Shenzhou, there may be a remedy.

Gu Xiao said: "Junior brother is a person with close relatives, and he barely survives with the method of weapon soul?"

"That's true."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, and the scalper had been with him since the qi refinement, and he had been tossed and turned until he died and disappeared. It can be said that his feelings are deeper than ninety-nine percent of the world, he asked.

"How did Senior Brother Gu guess? Could it be that there are similar things in the religion?"

"That's natural. On the way of cultivating the immortal way, everyone will meet a few close friends..."

Gu Xiao muttered to himself, as if recalling the past, and sighed: "Most of them are like poor Taoists, sitting and watching their beauties grow old, and a few infatuated seeds, trying every means to prolong their lives and resurrect them."

"It's not limited to heretic methods such as refining corpses and ghost cultivation. However, this method will not last long, and you will face life and death in the future. What's more, zombies, ghosts, evil spirits and evil spirits affect the soul, and it is not me to try to prolong my life!"

Everyone in the hall felt the same way, Jindan Zhenjun's lifespan is five hundred yuan, everyone's experience can be called ups and downs, and life and death are inevitable during the period.

Moreover, the Butian Sect is the orthodox sect of Taoism, and refining the corpses and souls of relatives is also the work of evil spirits and heretics.

Zhou Yi said: "Could it be that the method of the weapon soul was originally for prolonging life?"

"This method was not originally used to refine the soul of the weapon, but to teach the sages to study the origin of the spiritual root, trying to create or improve the spiritual root qualifications for Taoist companions and descendants. The method of transforming the qualifications."

Gu Xiao eloquently said: "The sages searched for high-quality spiritual objects, such as colorful lotus flowers, ten thousand-year-old ginseng, etc., and when their spiritual intelligence was about to be born, they used the method of seizing the house to obtain spiritual body qualifications."

"Seizing a home does not prolong life!"

Zhou Yi shook his head and denied that the method of seizing the house is a forbidden technique in the world of cultivating immortals.

However, Shouyuan restricts not only the physical body, but also the soul. The methods of transforming gods such as Yuan Ling and Jin Corpse rely on the power of transforming gods to devour other people's souls and forcibly integrate them into one!

Due to the tyrannical origin of the god of transformation, the main character will be the golden corpse.

Therefore, most of them will choose to give up their newborn children, their cognition is blank, and the self will not be affected much.

This kind of evil method is applicable to the magic way, and it is a taboo for the Butian Sect, so the technique of seizing spiritual objects is studied. The monks will not be condemned by the human race if they seize the spiritual medicine.

"Seizing the house can't prolong life, then smash the soul and grow together with the spirit."

Gu Xiao said: "The roots of superior spiritual things are equivalent to the roots of the heavens when placed on human beings, and the physique is close to the heavens and the earth. It can be said to be once and for all. The sages who proposed this method have studied for countless years, and they have not achieved great success until they die."

Zhou Yi said slowly: "But the success rate is too low?"

Gu Xiao nodded and said: "There is no one in a hundred! With the growth of spiritual intelligence and the home field advantage, the spirit will eventually overwhelm the latecomers, and it will only be the monster race."

"Later, there was a master craftsman who, after learning about this method, integrated it with the method of crafting, and finally created the Artifact Soul Secret Technique."

"Originally, spirit weapons were extremely rare in Dongsheng Divine Continent. Since we had the Artifact Soul Secret Art, we have been able to refine fake spirit weapons, and our strength has increased significantly. I really thank the sages!"

The world of cultivating immortals is by no means static, but is advancing through the exploration of generations of monks.

The past may not be better than the present!

The origin of the Artifact Soul Secret Technique may not be for refining weapons, just like the small blue tablets are for treating angina pectoris. In the end, it has brought great progress to the world of cultivating immortals. It does not need to spend thousands of years to cultivate a spiritual weapon, which can be described as a great progress.

The hall was silent, everyone pondered for a long time, and bowed to thank Gu Xiao.

"Thank you Gu Shishu/Master Uncle for your guidance!"

Sitting down and discussing Tao is not just talking about exercises and supernatural powers.

Maybe an allusion, maybe a fable, makes people feel the way of practice, and this trip is worthwhile.

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "Brother said so much, but because there is a solution now?"

"Young brother is right."

Gu Xiao took out a wishing bead from his cuff, and said: "This thing is born with incense, and it is condensed by the wishing power of all living beings. It is fundamentally related to the soul and spiritual wisdom!"

The wishing beads do not necessarily come from humans, and the offerings of spirits and monsters can also produce incense.

It's just that the demonic thoughts are mixed, which affects the quality of the wish beads, which in turn causes the users to have demonic thoughts, so few monks develop demon believers.

Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said, "I also ask my brother to give me some advice."

"There are two ways, one is fast and the other is slow."

Gu Xiao said: "The fast one is naturally refined into the vow power beads, but the thoughts in the incense are mixed, which can easily cause spiritual confusion. The slow one is when all living beings make offerings and worship, and the incense obtained is condensed into vow power, and the source is controllable. Thoughts are pure, It's safer."

Zhou Yi said: "Even if it is safer, there is still the danger of incense backlash."

"Compared to the income, what is this?"

Gu Xiao said: "That is a matter of changing the spiritual root aptitude and breaking the rules of heaven and earth. How can there be no future troubles? Besides, after the soul is condensed, there will be no big impact if you don't use the wishing beads!"

Zhou Yi couldn't help saying: "Wishing Lizhu, it's really something against the sky!"

Spiritual roots, no matter Jiuzhou or Dongsheng Shenzhou, are randomly given by God.

Maybe it's because heaven and earth don't allow classes to solidify and give all living beings a ray of life, or maybe it's because the world of cultivating immortals is not strong enough, and you can change your talents by ascending to the world of immortals. Anyway, no one can break the iron law of "spiritual root".

The Wishing Beads, in a way, changed the rules.

In the future, as long as the second generation of immortals can coax the ancestors to be happy, even if their talents are low, they can become heavenly roots by seizing spiritual objects.

Pei Yuanzhou sighed and said: "Fortunately, it needs high-quality spiritual things, and it takes hundreds of years to cultivate, and it also consumes a lot of incense and vows. Otherwise, wouldn't Dongsheng Shenzhou become a family rule?"

"That's right, wouldn't it be more terrifying?"

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly. If the threshold is not high, it may be difficult to form a monopoly. It is precisely the change of foundation that cannot be completed by low-level monks, but it will further strengthen the class in the world of cultivating immortals.

Not to mention poor casual cultivators, even small sects can't guarantee the inheritance, and can only watch the great sects and clans stretching on and on.

"Such things cannot be stopped by us."

Gu Xiao said with a smile: "Besides, I have the patriarch of the immortal world watching over my teaching. No matter how the world of cultivating immortals changes, there is no immortal who dares to turn the Butian sect into a family property!"

Everyone in the hall claimed that it was true, and they were very proud of the patriarch of the fairy world.

In the future, Xiaju will ascend to the sky, and she will not be a casual cultivator without a foothold. The fairy world also has the Heaven-Mending Sect!

"Perhaps so..."

Zhou Yi was worried, and he was wary of Yuanlizhu.

Incense and fire conferring the gods will solidify the world of cultivating immortals. No matter who wins or loses, they will use this to give birth to true gods in the future, and the method of changing the foundational talent will make the descendants of true gods still true gods.

In a completely solidified world, the bottom road is hopeless, and disasters are bound to happen!

"These are all matters considered by the big bosses in the sect. The poor Nascent Soul has no right to speak. Even if Dongsheng Shenzhou is destroyed, it's not like I haven't seen it before. At worst, I will change my place."

"Besides, the Butian Sect has poor ways, so the orthodoxy will not be cut off!"

Zhou Yi was thinking about the Sutra Pavilion of Butianjiao, if he could pack it up and take it away, it could be said to point directly to Feisheng Dao.

Everyone shared the benefits, and the subsequent banquet was meaningless, and after a few days of excitement, they each said goodbye and went back to the cave to practice.

The celestial realm is lonely, not as carefree as ordinary people imagined!

For example, Yuanying Daojun lived for more than a thousand years, but most of his years were spent in secluded cultivation, or collecting spiritual objects to make alchemy and refining tools, and the years that were really used for banquets and enjoyment were less than two or three hundred years.

On the contrary, those monks whose path was cut off and simply lay down to death, lived a particularly nourishing life!

...

half year later.

Qingyun Mountain.

Zhou Yi celebrated his return and issued the first order of the mountain god.

All the temples of the mountain god Hebo have newly added statues of oxen, which imply tenacity, dedication, and loyalty, and are worshiped by the people under the rule.

The gods didn't have any opinions. Zhou Yi had never paid attention to his subordinates in the past ten years. Such a cold and undisciplined attitude made them a little guilty. Now that they have needs, they feel at ease.

Xu Zhixian, the god of Wushan, suggested: "My lord, the meaning of the ox god is too rare..."

A rare priesthood will result in a small number of worshippers, and the power of incense and vows will naturally be shallow.

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."

Zhou Yi said: "The wish beads condensed by this idol must be pure and flawless, no rewards, no blessings are allowed, as long as people with such qualities voluntarily recognize and pay homage."

Jianmu is an innate spiritual root, a rare spiritual creature in the world.

After the ox transforms into form, the immortal road is as smooth as possible, and no evil thoughts or resentments are allowed to mix in it.

There are fifteen million people under the Qingyun Mountain, even if there is no reward, many people offer incense and worship. The condensed wish beads are indeed pure, and the only impurities are mostly the worshipers' expectations for the younger generation.

Another half year passed in a blink of an eye.

Kunlun cave.

During the voyage in the sea, the space orbs left by Yuan Ling and Tiger Emperor have been completely integrated into this space.

From the original more than one hundred feet, it expanded to more than three hundred feet, and the area was nearly ten times larger.

Lingshen dolls have opened up more spiritual fields, planted elixir seeds, and took care of them every day without consuming life essence to ripen them. Many of them have grown to two or three thousand years old.

In the bamboo forest in front of the Taoist temple, pure spiritual bamboos are planted just for viewing, but after four or five thousand years, each one can be called a rare spiritual thing, and only bamboo grandchildren are planted in the mountain temple.

Or the spiritual wine stored in the wine cellar, which has been sealed by secret methods for thousands of years, has been condensed into a paste, and each jar is priceless.

What supernatural powers and secret arts, what great teaching books, time is the most precious wealth!

Zhouyi entered the cave, landed in front of Jianmu, and muttered to himself.

"Niu'er, Niu'er, there is no way for Pindao to do this. As Jianmu grows, it is almost impossible for you to transform into form. May Lizhu have troubles in the future, and he will recite more Taoist scriptures in the future, so that he can finally maintain his original self!"

Exercising the Jade Dew Jue while speaking, consumed a thousand years of life energy, and condensed into a drop of juice like a glass emerald.

Buzz buzz!

Jianmu vibrated slightly, exuding cheerful and joyful emotions.

The jade dew of fortune dripped into the tree trunk, and the voice became clearer and clearer, and there were faintly children whispering in Zhou Yi's ear.

"How much lifespan did Pindao spend to ripen Jianmu, casting spells at least three or four times a day, and now it's about 5,700 years. Calculated...it took more than 10 million years!"

Zhou Yi's eyes were gloomy, and it can be deduced that the Jianmu tree is at least ten thousand years old.

The specific age of the tree needs to be transformed into a yellow cow to know. One is that the innate spiritual root is not easy to judge, and the other is that as the tree grows older, the effectiveness of the jade dew becomes less and less effective.

"No, Jianmu itself has been planted for nearly 6,000 years. As the tree grows older, the magical powers of good fortune are almost ineffective. In the end, what Pindao relies on is the longevity fruit!"

Zhou Yi took out a Wishing Bead from his cuff, which was crystal clear like crystal.

Ordinary wish beads can vaguely see the inner mist, but this one is almost completely transparent. Only by using the spiritual eye spell can you see a few traces of incense and wish power floating.

"I don't know how many wish beads are needed, but if it's not possible, I would like to ask Senior Brother Gu to make it easier for me to set up a statue of a ox god in the Chenghuang Temple, and the condensed wish beads will be exchanged one by one."

Zhou Yi used the concentration technique to unseal the seal of the wish force bead, and immediately exuded a strong scent of incense.

The mana is running, guiding the incense into Jianmu.

At the core of Jianmu, there is a mass of emerald green air, which is the consciousness born after a long time.

At this time, the consciousness is simpler than that of a child, almost like a blank sheet of paper, mixed with fragments of the soul, which are left over from the scalper's broken soul.

In the beginning, casually occupied most of the consciousness air mass, but as Jianmu grows older, now even Baiyi can't match it. Even if the scalper has a lot of memories and the origin of the golden elixir, he is not an opponent of Jianmu's self-awareness in away games.

at this time.

Incense and willingness to integrate into the consciousness group, and continue to grow the remnant soul of the scalper.

Jian Muben I don't know what the power of incense and fire is, but I know it is a good thing. I subconsciously wanted to share the benefits, but I heard Zhou Yi's scolding.

After thousands of years of continuous consumption of life energy, Jian Mu has long regarded Zhou Yi as his father, and when he heard the voice, he immediately gave up the power of incense and fire, and obediently watched the scalper's spirit grow.

after a long time.

The wishing beads were exhausted, and the remnant soul of the scalper grew eleven.

"According to this ratio, at least tens of thousands of wish power beads are required to completely occupy Jianmu's consciousness and become a new soul that carries the scalper's memory and character."

"Qingyun Mountain produces more than ten seeds every year, and it takes thousands of years, which is not too long!"

Zhou Yi gently stroked Jianmu's purple skin, which naturally had mysterious textures, and he could often comprehend the method of refining Qi by copying it.

This should be the earliest method of cultivating the immortal way. It is inferior to the present in terms of efficiency and power. Only its "refining Qi" that directly points to the source can make Zhou Yi recognize the way!

After the Lingshen doll took care of the Lingtian, she came over with a hoe on her shoulders, looked up at Jianmu who was going straight into the sky, and asked with a small face.

"Xianchang, when will Jianmu fork?"

"soon."

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "It can be as long as a thousand years, or as little as hundreds of years, and I will reward you with a branch at that time."

Lingshen Doll heard the words, jumped up and down excitedly, and danced: "I have been waiting for a long time and finally waited for today!"

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Niu'er is coming back, do you remember him?"

"Cow? Scalper!"

Lingshen Doll pondered for a long time, looking through the memories of a long, long, long time ago, and just remembered the little things with the scalper. Back then, she liked to sit on the bull's head and look into the distance, and suddenly asked.

"Xianchang, if I die in the future, will it take thousands of years to save me?"

Zhou Yi caressed the top of the ginseng doll's head lightly, a few emerald green leaves trembled, his expression was solemn and his tone firm.

"That's natural, even if Shangqiongbi falls into the underworld, Pindao will resurrect you!"