I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

"Despicable and shameless!"

The Black Wind Demon Lord looked around, his complexion turned black, turned purple, and turned green again, as if he had opened a dyeing workshop.

"Do you dare to fight one-on-one alone..."

The words are not finished yet.

Twelve magic treasures soared into the sky, and the mirror marks on the bells and vases had different shapes, and they burst down with immeasurable divine light.

"Damn it!"

Black Wind Demon Lord's impression of Butian Sect completely collapsed, what is the orthodox Taoist sect, who is so shameless, it is better than Jietian Yaoren talking and doing things happily.

He opened his mouth and spit out the innate black wind, which turned into hundreds of pitch-black tornadoes.

The Taoists of Butian Sect are all heroes of the moment, their magic power far exceeds that of the same level, and the magic weapons they use are all first-class, and they smashed the tornado with a bang.

However, this innate shattering divine wind is very mysterious, no matter how many times it is smashed, it will sweep again in an instant.

"That's all!"

Heifeng Mojun pinched the magic formula with his hands, and a three-foot-tall baby appeared above his head, with black hair and white skin, and his expressions and movements were no different from those of a living person.

The pure yang Yuanying is just short of going through the kalpa and turning into the Yuanshen.

The baby held a precious orb in his arms, and waved his hand to throw it into the air, bursting with blazing white light.

The white light crossed the aura of the magic weapon and the restriction of the formation, and fell directly into people's eyes. It was colorful for a while, and it was impossible to see anything clearly.

The Demon King's body still opened his mouth wide, continuously spewing out the congenital black wind. Taking advantage of the blindness of Butian disciple, the baby turned into wisps of fresh wind and scattered in all directions.

As long as a ray of breeze escapes from the formation, you can escape your life.

Heifeng Mojun seemed arrogant and unscrupulous, but he knew clearly that he was definitely not the opponent of the Butianmen, so he used all his ulterior motives when he made a move, even abandoning his body.

At this time.

A clear and clear voice came from outside the formation: "Brothers, please act quickly, so as not to make any mistakes."

The sound was like a big bell, awakening the chaotic and blind Butianmen.

Everyone showed shame at first, and at the same time they mobilized the array flags, and jointly arranged the Twelve Yuanchen array to seal off the void, and then all glared at the Black Wind Demon Lord.

"Almost let this guy escape!"

Xiong Daojun, the teacher in charge, said in a cold voice: "Incense fire is a small matter of strength, but a big matter of shame. If this matter is spread, it will lose face of my teacher, and I will not be severely punished by the master!"

While speaking, he took out a green bag, which swelled in the wind and turned into a size of hundreds of feet.

The pocket that covered the sky and the sun was opened, swallowing the black wind that filled the sky, and let the devil's mouth dry out, like a bottomless pit that still couldn't be filled.

Not to be outdone, Duke Taixuan next door flew out a bundle of iron locks from his cuffs, shining brightly and shining like red gold, and threw them into the sky and turned them into thousands of gold chains, restraining the fleeing Qingfeng.

Wisps of breeze gathered and turned into a three-foot baby again, only to be bound by iron chains.

"Lingbao?"

The Black Wind Demon Monarch used many secret techniques in succession, but all of them were useless. The chains were like gangrene attached to the bones, immobilizing the Nascent Soul.

"Good baby!"

Zhou Yi clapped his hands in admiration, his eyes sparkled, and he vaguely saw a strange dragon soul in the chain.

"What is this, Junior Brother, take a look at Pindao Feijian."

Fan Daojun, the grandson of Xiaoyun's descendant, unsheathed the flying sword on his back, and turned into a golden-winged roc in the air. A cry tore through the void, and the next moment appeared above Yuan Ying's head, and his wings were cut in two.

"It hurts me too!"

The Black Wind Demon Lord screamed and screamed, the Nascent Soul collapsed, and the physical body was no longer supported, and it was wiped out under the bombardment of the magic weapon.

Zhou Yi counted with his fingers, and frowned slightly: "Brothers, this devil is not dead yet."

Everyone's spiritual sense swept in all directions, but they didn't find any remnant souls. I don't know what kind of methods the Black Wind Demon Lord used, but they disappeared out of thin air.

"Let's look at the means of poverty."

The one who spoke was Jiang Shengyun, nephew of the same sect, the disciple of Tie Guanxian's third apprentice, who took a gourd from his waist, unplugged it and drilled out a golden toad.

Jiang Shengyun took out a few ingots of silver and fed them to the toad. Seeing that it didn't make any movements, it was not easy to get angry in front of so many elders and peers, so he made up his mind to go back and teach him a lesson.

He took out a few ingots of gold and stuffed them into the toad's mouth.

Toad opened his eyes, his golden pupils kept turning, and suddenly looked to the southeast of Yuan Chen's formation.

Opening his mouth, he spat out a streak of golden light that brushed across the void, and a human-shaped phantom appeared out of thin air. It was the remnant soul of the Black Wind Demon Lord, which was instantly swallowed into the toad's belly, and he smacked his lips and hiccupped.

"Get rid of all evil!"

Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said: "Thank you brothers, I will go to Heifeng Mountain right now to catch those little demons and demons, and then I will be able to canonize the mountain god He Bo."

All the people showed joy, and put down their skins to ambush and kill them, just for this matter.

"Trouble junior/uncle!"

...

Batu Caves.

A ray of light fell.

Zhou Yi changed into the appearance of the Black Wind Demon Lord and went in. When he met the guarded demons and ghosts, he searched for his soul directly.

Knowing the place where the devil practiced, he broke the barrier of the formation, and saw a jade slip.

"According to what Bai Suixin said, this devil's aptitude is ordinary, relying on the innate destructive wind to cultivate into a pure Yang Yuanying, a casual cultivator is even more than most disciples of the great sect!"

"I hope that this practice room has the method of supernatural cultivation."

Zhou Yi was very envious of this supernatural power, and when the demon opened his mouth, it was a dark wind billowing in the sky, and the sky was dark, quite powerful.

Moreover, the escaping method of turning into a black wind, the escaping method of dissipating into a breeze, and the secret technique of entrusting the breeze that cannot be found by the spiritual consciousness are all first-class life-saving magical powers.

Looking through the jade slips one by one, there are many notes on practice experience.

Zhou Yi flipped through the memoirs left by Heifeng Mojun, and got a little more understanding of his origins. He came from the Wujian Sect, a small sect of the Demonic Dao, which can be traced back to the Xingkong Island branch of the Demonic Cult.

The Demon Sect ranks at the bottom of the Four Great Immortal Sects. At the same time, it is besieged by the other Three Great Immortal Sects, and has suffered several catastrophes.

However, the way of evil originates from the human heart, and it is inexhaustible.

With the shattered and rebuilt of the Demonic Dao, the cultivation techniques spread throughout the world. After countless monks obtained them by accident, they became countless branches after repairing and increasing.

The Black Wind Demon Lord cultivated to the Golden Core in the Wujian Sect. In order to buy the Ningying Spiritual Item, he slaughtered all the sects and sold them to Fangshi along with the sect's soul and blood essence.

When the memoir recorded this matter, the Black Wind Demon Lord spoke very complacently.

Not to mention remorse, I'm afraid it's not because I dislike the lack of sales, I wish I could find the reincarnation of my fellow disciples and kill them again.

"this……"

Seeing this, Zhou Yi couldn't help but rejoice that he was born in the righteous way and lived in the Taoist sect. He really worshiped the magic way, and a hundred longevity dao fruits were not enough.

"It's no wonder that this guy has the same smell as Wu Ming. Both of them killed their fellow disciples for their cultivation!"

The Black Wind Demon Lord slaughtered the Wujian Sect, and offended the Shang Zongkong Island. Even the Demon Sect could not tolerate him, so he could only flee around Dongsheng Shenzhou. It can only be said that he was lucky enough to discover the ruins of the ancient great religion .

"Too Xuanjiao!"

When Zhou Yi saw this name, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart. Now he is majoring in Taixuan Jing.

The Black Wind Demon Lord found the innate destructive divine wind from the ruins, but his own skills did not fit with it, and he couldn't cultivate it at all. He had to patiently comprehend and modify it, and finally the divine wind became the black wind.

Originally, the orthodox supernatural power of Xuanmen turned into a mouthful of black smoke billowing with devilish energy.

"The divine wind of congenital destruction actually originated from the Taixuan Sect. This method should be practiced on the poor way..."

Zhou Yi showed joy, and looking at the memoirs later, it was the devil who got acquainted with Bai Suixin, took shelter of Jietianjiao and lived a stable life, but finally died at the hands of Bai Suixin.

"The devil carried the method of supernatural power practice with him, and it was wiped out in the fighting, but the ancient method was originally left in the Sutra Pavilion in the Black Wind Cave!"

Heifeng Mojun has been running the cave for a hundred years, except that he has not formally established his own family and established a clan as an ancestor, the layout of the Black Wind Cave is similar to that of the sect.

Find the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

Zhou Yi broke through the restriction of the formation and took down a jade slip with a simple shape. It is the way to practice supernatural powers to penetrate into it.

After reading the whole chapter, I found that there are many similarities with the Taixuan Sutra.

"The Taixuan sect takes refining qi as its foundation, and the first qi sect inherits its philosophy. This supernatural power is to cultivate an innate divine wind!"

The jade slips were collected in the Kunlun Cave, Zhou Yi cleaned up the Black Wind Cave, and all the devil cubs were sent with ten thousand soul banners to be refined into fierce ghosts for driving.

With the competition for souls, the power of Wanhun Banner is increasing day by day.

After Zhou Yi slays demons and eliminates demons, he never forgets to restrain their souls and refine them into banners.

One today, ten tomorrow, seems like a small number, but after hundreds of years and thousands of years, thousands of soul banners have transformed into millions of soul banners, and their power is no less powerful than Lingbao.

At that time, when the black flag was gently shaken, millions of vicious souls and ghosts surged like a tide.

Zhouyi doesn't need to do anything, the enemy will let the fierce soul consume to death, or when encountering an enemy beyond the realm, it is not bad to release a million fierce souls to block the way.

"These are all evil bastards. It's too cheap to die directly. The poor are punishing evil!"

months later.

The demon head of Heifengshan fled to death, and changed his name to Shenfengshan.

Zhou Yi sits in Shenfeng Cave, claims to be a mountain god, and rules tens of millions of people under his rule.

"Shenfeng Mountain is a little bigger than Qingyun Mountain, but the population is not as large as May Day. The Black Wind Demon Lord wantsonly plunders souls on weekdays. Death is really not a pity!"

The news was sent back to Tianshan, and the same sect quickly sent the family to come.

As the mountains and rivers under the jurisdiction of Shenfeng Mountain have new gods, mortals under the rule suddenly feel that life is getting better, at least there are no strange winds to sweep away the people.

...

Kamikaze Cave.

Zhou Yi sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, his eyes closed, and a mysterious blue light spewed out from his mouth.

"call!"

He opened his mouth and exhaled a breath, blowing it out and turning it into a strong wind, hovering in the cave invisible and shadowless.

The stone wall cracked and dust filled the sky.

Zhou Yi slowly withdrew his mana, and just as the gust of wind subsided, joy flashed in his eyes.

"The first breath of divine wind has finally been cultivated. Its power is not weaker than that of the thunder method that has been cultivated for thousands of years. It is indeed an innate supernatural power. Moreover, this supernatural power can control the power of wind, and can bless any escape method, easily increasing the speed by 40 to 50 percent!"

While speaking, his figure dissipated and turned into streams of breeze, drifting along the cave to the outside.

The breeze gathered again and condensed into Zhou Yi's body.

"It's really a life-saving supernatural power. If it weren't for the Yuanchen formation to seal the four directions that day, even if the twelve Taoist monarchs joined forces, they might not be able to kill the Black Wind Demon Lord. The poor Taoists have cultivated the void escape method, and with this The wind dissipates the art, the world You can go!"

Zhou Yi counted with his fingers, but after a little retreat, it turned out to be another ten years.

The wind and clouds gather under the feet, soar into the sky and look around.

The spiritual light in his eyes is shining and can see thousands of miles away. The originally dry and barren mountains have become green. The monks cast spells to plant trees, changing the environment in a short time.

"Receive the incense and vow power first, and return to the sect to share the benefits."

Zhou Yi pinched the magic formula and summoned He Bo, the god of Sifang Mountain, to hand over the incense collected in ten years.

Shenfeng Mountain has been established for less than ten years, but as it occupies more and more territories, it must be sent and received uniformly, otherwise Zhouyi will have to travel around every year.

"Tsk tsk! Pindao's behavior is more and more unbelievable..."

...

Tianshan.

Golden Temple.

Not long after Zhou Yi came back, he received a summons from his fellow disciples, inviting him to a banquet and discuss the Dao.

This is a superficial reason, after all, Daoist Nascent Soul, how can he ask when the Wishing Power Beads will be distributed?

It is precisely because the orthodox Xuanmen wants to show their faces, so they will not go down the mountain privately and secretly occupy the mountains and rivers. Instead, they will leave this matter to Zhou Yi. They only need to sit and divide the wish force beads equally.

"Brothers, the wishing beads have been collected..."

"The number of Qiwu Mountains has skyrocketed by 50%..."

"The number of Kamikaze Mountains is relatively small, and they are trying to gather the population, but this time there is a relic of the Black Wind Demon Lord, which has been sold into wishing beads..."

Zhou Yi sent dozens of messages in a row, agreeing to hold the Jiuxian meeting in the Golden Light Temple tomorrow.

In addition to tasting the spirit wine, share the wish force beads according to the proportion, which is both beneficial and elegant!

the next day.

The Golden Light Hall was full of seats, and the four immortals gathered together.

It wasn't just the invited Daojun who came, but also other fellows who didn't benefit from it, who came uninvited when they heard the news.

The request is self-evident, and Zhou Yi will not refuse.

Zhou Yi sat at the head of the main hall, and originally planned to give up his seat, and a disciple of the head teacher of the same generation presided over it, but he had to take the seat under the admiration of everyone.

"Brothers, drink Sheng!"

"Junior Brother will definitely live up to everyone's expectations, occupy a few more mountains, and we will be supported by hundreds of millions of living beings, and the road will be smooth!"

...

today.

so easy.

Up and down the Tianshan Mountains are beaming with joy.

Zhou Yi is practicing the Nine Changes of the True Dragon, thinking about which unimportant "top secret" will be exchanged for the territory of demons and monsters.

Bai Suixin occupied the benefits of the two mountains by himself, and it only took him twenty or thirty years to become a local tyrant of the Jietian Sect. He heard that he spent a lot of money to befriend fellow disciples, and he seemed to be the leader of three generations of disciples.

Just like that, Bai Suixin was even more passionate about slaying demons and slaying demons, and repeatedly sent messages to urge him.

"This time, choose Wuxin Demon Lord, or the Four Demons of Baihuling, or together..."

suddenly.

The cuff talisman trembled, and a message came from Master Tieguanxian.

"Come quickly to Xuantie Temple."

Zhou Yi didn't dare to neglect when he received the message, and immediately turned into a breeze and drifted away, and then condensed outside the Xuantie Temple in the next moment.

"Meet Master."

"come in."

Immortal Tie Guan called Zhou Yi in, looked him up and down for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "You have cultivated well, with such strength, you can be regarded as an achievement in the Nascent Soul realm!"

Zhou Yi bowed and said, "It's better to be taught by Master."

Tie Guanxian said: "However, if you only practice hard behind closed doors, you will not be able to achieve the Tao. Now that you have achieved success in the study of martial arts and supernatural powers, let's go down the mountain and wander around to hone your Taoism."

Zhou Yi frowned slightly. He has lived for more than 6,600 years, and he has straddled two continents.

My mind turned, and I suddenly realized, and hurriedly knelt down and said.

"The disciple used the power of the vow force beads to disturb the heart of fellow disciples, and I hope the master will forgive the sin!"

"You're a smart guy!"

Tie Guanxian said: "This is not a bad thing. They are all talented, but their Dao heart is like chaff. A few wish power beads will be broken. It is better to experience the tempering of Dao heart earlier than the future attack of demons. Dead and gone!"

Zhou Yi immediately said: "Thank you for your praise, Master, I will definitely continue to work hard."

"snort!"

Tie Guanxian snorted coldly: "Continue to Feixian Pavilion to celebrate?"

Zhou Yi showed embarrassment, and the sect really couldn't hide it from the ancestor of the immortal, and argued: "We went to Feixian Pavilion just to listen to the music, so as to hone the Taoism of the world, not just for pleasure!"

Tie Guanxian didn't want to listen to sophistry, so he waved his hand and said.

"Go down the mountain!"

"If this nonsense continues like this, the senior brother in charge will take you into the Demon Suppressing Tower, and the teacher will not be willing to plead for mercy!"