I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Lingshan.

Qingyun Qishui is one of the thirteen mountains.

There are two villages and towns at the foot of the mountain, which live and work in peace and contentment under the governance of the mountain god.

A few years ago, a copper mine was discovered on the mountain, and the mountain god told the people in a dream that the population would increase rapidly, and it seemed to be developing into a small town.

today.

Wu Ming turned into a miner and mixed into the villages and towns.

Demon cultivators have experienced more life and death, and they are more cautious in fighting and fighting than righteous ones. They will never underestimate Qingyun Mountain God who has just been promoted to Nascent Soul, let alone fighting in other people's territory.

Be sure to know yourself and the enemy. If you can use traps, poisoning, sneak attacks, etc., that would be great!

No skin or morality is as useful as living.

It's a pity that Wu Ming doesn't like female monks, and the male comrades don't want to have a close relationship with him, otherwise he will call his friends and friends to join forces to surround and kill him.

"Inquire about the news first, determine the temperament of this mountain god, and then set up targeted traps!"

Wu Ming's spiritual consciousness enveloped Lingshan, and the mountain temple was naturally within its scope. In the temple, several monks who refined Qi and built foundations were responsible for guiding the people to worship incense, and also issued some magic charms such as house building and disease healing.

In addition to cultivating on weekdays, it is inevitable to drink, have fun, and talk high-spirited.

Lingshan is under the command of Qingyun Mountain, so it is natural to talk about the God of Qingyun Mountain, but the private discussion is the most truthful.

Half a month later.

Wu Ming left Lingshan with a strange expression on his face.

"The God of Qingyun Mountain is really notorious? He is greedy for money and lust, flattering people, asking the imperial court for spiritual objects to suppress bandits, and in a blink of an eye they found them in the storage bag..."

"This guy is more black-hearted than Pindao, how can he be qualified to join Butian Sect?"

Feeling suspicious, Wu Ming had to investigate clearly to avoid falling into a trap, so he changed to another hill to investigate.

one year later.

Wu Ming visited Qingyun Mountain and the surrounding cities, and even secretly went to Feixian Pavilion in Daheng Capital. He was very sure that the God of Qingyun Mountain was an evil heretic.

Coming out of Feixian Pavilion, I feel a little heartache.

"It's too expensive? I didn't do anything, and I lost a batch of pills in a few days. It is said that the mountain god often lives for three to five months. I really don't feel bad about wasting the imperial court's spiritual treasures!"

Wu Ming was contemptuous and somewhat envious in his heart. He ran around exhaustedly, and the net worth accumulated over hundreds of years was not comparable to that of the newly promoted Nascent Soul.

"These corrupt officials really deserve to be killed, and the poor should do justice for the sky!"

Say it.

Fly to Chiming Mansion by driving the light, and come to Lingquan City under the jurisdiction of Fucheng.

south of the city.

Earth Temple.

Wu Ming fell to the light, pinched an invisibility formula, and bowed to the land god.

"Meet Fellow Daoist Bai, Wu Ming asks for guidance!"

Wait a moment.

The face of the god statue gradually distorted, and changed into Bai Suixin's appearance, and said slowly: "What is the devil asking for?"

Wu Ming said: "The poor way of cultivating the thousand-eyed divine light is only short of a golden spirit..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Suixin interrupted and directly refused.

"Don't you want to snatch the eye of Chongming? I can't help you with this matter. Recently, there have been orders from the sect to avoid conflicts with the Butian sect. Wait until the matter of conferring the gods is settled, and then we will compete."

"Fellow Daoist Bai is really a fortune teller!"

Wu Ming praised repeatedly, and became more confident about this trip. He took out a pill bottle from his cuff and said, "This is the Xuanyang pill newly refined by Pindao, which can increase the yang energy of the Yuanying, and help the yin god to turn into pure yang!"

In the realm of transforming gods, the Nascent Soul transforms into the Primordial Spirit, and the biggest change is to pass through the Thunder Tribulation, Yinshen Chunyang!

In order to increase the probability of becoming a god, most Nascent Soul monks began to transform before they crossed the catastrophe. There were even Taoist monarchs with profound background and extraordinary talents who directly refined them into pure Yang Nascent Souls.

Bai Suixin poured down the power of the incense, rolled the pill bottle into the belly of the idol, and said, "This is not enough. Seeing the incense enshrines the gods, the value of the wishing beads has skyrocketed, and the spiritual medicine has dropped a lot."

Wu Ming cursed secretly, and had no choice but to take out two hundred wish power beads and offer them with both hands.

"Trouble, Fellow Daoist Bai."

"It's easy to talk about it, Pindao will take a divination!"

Bai Suixin agreed well on the surface, but in his heart he despised Wu Ming. The majestic alchemy master is so stingy. His junior brother Sun promised two or three hundred pills per year. There is such a big gap between you and whoever dies!

After pretending to do divination for a moment, he said slowly.

"Three months later is a good time. Although it is not an auspicious day, Fellow Daoist Wu has taken advantage of luck, and if it is too late, the Eye of Resurrection will be refined."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Bai."

Wu Ming wrote down the date and already had a plan in mind.

According to Wu Ming's original cautious temperament, he could secretly covet some treasure or supernatural power for ten or twenty years, and would not choose to make a move until a good time came.

But Qizhen doesn't wait for anyone, it's gone when it's too late!

"Fortunately, the corrupt official was lustful, and got entangled with a few witches in Feixian Pavilion, so Pindao took advantage of this to sneak up on him!"

...

Yangchun March.

A good time in the world.

A lot of good fields have been opened up on Qingyun Mountain, and the people are busy farming, tired but happy.

These fields belonged to the God of the Mountain, so the imperial court exempted them from taxes, and rented them out to the people under their rule, and only charged 30% of the rent.

Such a good deed has attracted many people to come to Qingyun Mountain to farm.

When you encounter a mountain temple in the mountains, you will naturally go in to worship, and the offerings are pure and clean.

Qingyun Mountain Temple.

main hall.

The four senior brothers lined up on the left and right, watching Zhou Yi absorb incense from the statue and condense it into a nearly transparent bead of wish power.

Gu Xiao praised: "Junior brother's way of governing people is really mysterious. The court law is thirty one tax, and you have collected so much rent, but the incense and vows they offer are so pure?"

"Thirty tax one, I never thought that my brother would be familiar with the Daheng law."

Zhou Yi asked: "What did senior brother do before practicing?"

Gu Xiao said: "When Pindao was born, the ancient family had been passed down for thousands of years. When I was young, I listened to and chanted scriptures from time to time. It was to use spiritual things to refine the physical body to forge a superior Dao foundation."

"Junior brother is standing too high, how can I know ordinary things."

Lingming shook his head and said: "The imperial court has a tax of 30 yuan, and the state government and county towns are not required to pay miscellaneous fees, especially those subordinate officials are the most abominable. Pindao had achieved success in his practice back then, so he beheaded a few prison guards first!"

"Brother, why are you doing this?"

Zhou Yi couldn't help rubbing his neck. Fortunately, he wasn't in Dongsheng Shenzhou back then, where the immortals and gods had long died in the aftermath of the fighting.

Or with the name of the blood prison old devil back then, it is very likely that a certain monk will be attracted to come to the door with a flying sword to slay demons and slay demons, and return the heavenly prison to a bright future.

"Back then, my father was framed by villains and sent to the sky prison. Several jailers took turns to bully him. Before the case was investigated, he died of illness in prison. How can we not avenge this revenge?"

Lingming's tone was flat, obviously he had let go of the past, and suddenly sighed: "Thinking back now, more than 500 years have passed in the blink of an eye, and it has been hundreds of years since I paid homage to my parents' grave."

"The higher the cultivation level, the familiar people will go away, leaving only myself to walk alone!"

Pei Yuanzhou looked at the statue of the mountain god, pondered for a moment and said: "Common food is not worth a spirit stone. Uncle Shi is clearly exempt from tax, but he still charges 30%. Is it because of the love of the rice and the hatred of the rice?"

"Roughly the same."

Zhou Yi nodded and said: "Not only will the common people not be grateful, but they will go all out to bully good people."

"Interesting, really interesting, there is also great truth in this mundane."

Gu Xiao said: "After a while, I will refine a clone, integrate into the life of mortals, and use the world of mortals to comprehend the mind of Dao!"

Zhou Yi had a weird expression on his face, Daojun Yuanying turned into a mortal world, and his every move changed the fate of many people, so he kindly reminded him.

"Then you have to be careful of some types of people, so as not to provoke big karma!"

Gu Xiao was surprised and said, "Which types of people?"

"For example, those who talk nonsense, those who have a big change in temperament, those who behave strangely, those who rise from waste... and the four major surnames of Ye Lin and Xiao Chu!"

Zhou Yi said: "A person with one of these qualities should not be provoked at will. It is likely to be an old monster or the son of luck. Not only will he not be able to kill him, but he will become stronger and stronger!"

Gu Xiao frowned, and asked doubtfully, "Mortal is really so dangerous?"

"Haha, Junior Brother Zhu was just joking, Junior Brother Gu, don't take it seriously."

Lingming couldn't help laughing out loud. He climbed up from the bottom all the way, read a lot of common sayings, and understood the plot of Zhou Yi, and was about to explain it to Gu Xiao when he heard a woman's voice.

"Good brother, I haven't seen my concubine for a long time, I miss you..."

The voice is ethereal and ethereal, arousing people's desire intentionally or unintentionally.

"This devil has been spying outside for a year, and finally dared to come in."

Zhou Yi tutted his tongue and said, "You still pretend to be Taoist nun Miaomiao. It seems that you don't go to Feixian Pavilion for consumption. She is a formal sect, and there has long been a rule that prohibits going out to meet guests."

"Uncle Shi knows a lot, and I don't know the rules."

Pei Yuanzhou had a strange expression on his face, feeling very helpless towards this cheap little uncle, and suspected that the long-standing tradition of Butian Sect would be misled.

An Yunguang asked: "Then how should we arrange to capture the devil directly?"

"Senior Brother An, don't worry, we are catching a turtle in a jar!"

Zhou Yi chuckled and said, "The dignified Daoist Yuan Ying pretends to be a female cultivator, pretending to be coy, such interesting things are usually not seen, why don't you have a good time?"

"Interesting and interesting."

Lingming said: "I will record the video and publicize it in Dongsheng Shenzhou. I will definitely please the ancestors of the sect!"

"Excellent!"

Zhou Yi said: "Then I'll go to the Yongsheng Hall at the back, pretend to have a banquet and drink wine, and let the devil come in?"

Gu Xiao reminded: "It's okay to play around, but you can't be negligent in the formation restriction. If you let this devil run away, it will be hard for the ancestors in the sect."

"Brother, don't worry, there are more than three hundred formations in Yongsheng Hall, and there are hundreds of formations in the temple outside."

Zhou Yi's arrangement of these formations is not to trap the mere Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord, but to prepare for the attack of the God of Transformation one day, which can resist enough time to facilitate escape.

After a while.

Yongsheng Hall.

Spirit mist lingers, and the aroma of wine overflows.

Zhou Yi took out the five-thousand-year spiritual wine, which surprised his fellow disciples, and repeatedly praised that the trip was worthwhile.

At this time.

Outside the mountain temple.

Wu Ming transformed into a Miao Miao girl, dancing in the wind in a bright red palace dress, which can be described as peerless, waiting for a moment to see the magic light of the formation shining, and the passage leading to the temple appeared.

After careful observation for a moment, there are only superficial formations, which can only be used to bluff Zhu Jin Dan.

Wu Ming is proficient in formations and alchemy. It seems that such crude restrictions can be broken with a wave of his hand. He couldn't help but groan in his heart.

"After all, I'm just a newly promoted Nascent Soul. I was lucky enough to join the Butian Sect and reap so many benefits. Compared with Pindao, I still have a shallow background!"

Thinking of this, he pursed his lips and chuckled, and quickly covered it with his sleeves.

With light steps and graceful waist, he walked slowly into the mountain temple, and was led by General Jin Jia to the Yongsheng Hall.

"Lang Jun, I miss you so much... Mmm!"

As Wu Ming spoke, he pushed open the door of the palace, and his mournful expression froze instantly. The five Yuanying in the palace all looked over, and said in a stiff voice, "Your Majesty, do you have any guests today?"

Run mana secretly, ready to escape at any time.

"Miss Miao Miao came just in time, Pindao is inviting senior brother to taste wine."

Zhou Yi introduced: "This is Senior Brother Pei, who is expected to transform into a god in the future. This is Senior Brother An, leading the troops to guard the frontier. This is Senior Brother Lingming, who has a mysterious escape method, and few people in the Nascent Soul Realm can compare..."

Listening to the introduction, Wu Ming was already terrified in his heart, but on the surface he was full of smiles: "I have seen a few seniors, but Miao Miao has never seen so many masters of the Butian Sect, and lost his composure for a while."

The real Miao Miao's cultivation base is only foundation building, and it is justifiable to lose his composure in the face of several Yuanying Taoist monarchs.

"No problem."

Sitting in the main seat, Zhou Yi praised the brothers on the left and right: "Ms. Miaomiao is a famous teacher, and she is the best at singing and dancing. Today we are having a happy gathering and tasting, so I just ask her to help!"

"As it should!"

"Good wine should be paired with a beautiful woman!"

"Excellent!"

The faces of Pei Yuanzhou and the others were reddish, which seemed to be caused by drinking, but in fact, they had never been so reckless, and they were a little ashamed for a while.

The Butian sect has strict rules, and they will never go to the Goulan to listen to music, let alone double cultivation with heretics.

When Gu Xiao asked Zhou Yi to join the Butian Sect, he waited outside Feixian Pavilion for more than half a month!

"That concubine is showing her shame."

Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't appear to have revealed his identity, as long as he fooled the wine tasting party, not only could he get away safely, but he could also sneak attack while he was cultivating with Qingyun Mountain God.

Go deep into the cave of Longtan and Tiger, kill the Butianmen easily, and then fly away!

It's another good story of the devil's way to spread such things!

Wu Ming didn't learn dance systematically. He had seen many dances at banquets and discussions before, and he could easily imitate the movements exactly the same according to the postures he remembered.

The sleeves fluttered, and the long sleeves fluttered.

The body is weak and boneless, and lotuses grow on every step of the foot.

I have to say that the monk Nascent Soul is very powerful, and his first dance is not weaker than that of Goulan, and his body dances like a fairy.

"good!"

Zhou Yi clapped his hands and praised: "Miss Miao Miao dances like a peerless dancer, please come again."

Wu Ming didn't dare to refuse, and did another dance.

Seeing that Gu Xiao said that he wanted to listen to the song, he sang softly and became a singing girl.

After that, he danced a few times and sang a few songs. Seeing that he was still not allowed to be seated, Wu Ming had doubts in his heart, and begged with his voice.

"Lang Jun, I'm tired, why don't I rest for a while and serve you wine?"

"Tired? Why is the majestic devil so tired?"

Zhou Yi shook his wine glass, teasingly said: "Pindao has seen not 10,000 dancers, but also 8,000. No one can compare with the devil, she is really talented!"

Hearing this, Wu Ming didn't know that he had been exposed. The movement of his mana turned into light, and he slammed into the roof of the palace in a daze.

hum!

The spiritual light of the formation shone, manifesting colorful restrictions, layer upon layer like a silk net wrapping Wu Ming.

"Pindao's formation looks simple, but it's because of the phantom formation. Other people's phantom formation produces mist and stratus clouds. I only let people relax their vigilance!"

Zhou Yi also didn't get up, and bowed his hands to the four senior brothers.

"Senior brother is not good at fighting, please trouble me to catch this demon!"