I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

"Eight thousand years, eight thousand years! Who knows how the poor have lived these eight thousand years?"

Zhou Yi felt the swarming aura and was filled with emotion.

From Martial Dao to Immortal Dao, from no spiritual root to innate heel, from Nine Continents to Divine Continent, he has experienced life and death crises in the middle, experienced the end of the world, and finally made it through.

Eight thousand years is too long, seize the day and night!

"From now on, Pindao will be the pride of heaven."

Zhouyi circulated the Taixuan Sutra, and endless spiritual energy poured into his body, and one hour of practice was worth ten days and a half months before.

Opening his mouth and exhaling, he unleashed the Innate Destruction Divine Wind, which was more than 50% more powerful.

The rest of the supernatural powers and spells all have gains.

Only the improvement of comprehension is not obvious. There are few classics that can confuse him.

"It's no wonder that Sun Changsheng has cultivated into a deity for thousands of years and five hundred years. The reincarnation of the blood demon is one of them, and his innate bones are also extremely important. Five hundred years of practice is equivalent to ten thousand years of poor Taoist cultivation. It can be said to be a world of difference!"

"Now that I think about it, the master accepted me as a disciple, not just to enshrine a god, but to teach me how to practice with all my heart."

I still remember 1,600 years ago, on the day of Zhou Yi's apprenticeship, Tie Guanxian analyzed the way forward for him.

Returning to the Void Immortal is a high-ranking man, besides the Tao of Longevity, he pointed out the way forward for Zhou Yi, that is to slaughter the dragons to condense the dragon blood, and replace the root bones before the life of the Yuan Ying is exhausted, so as to have a chance of ascension!

Zhou Yi followed this path to practice, but instead of killing the dragon, he slowly became the body of a real dragon.

I once had an idea to use the method of Jiuzhou medicine to refine dragon beasts to obtain blood, but I didn't use it after all.

This method caused the destruction of the Jiuzhou human race, and if the Yaozu were allowed to go, it might cause a catastrophe that swept Dongsheng Shenzhou, and the karma on Zhou Yi's head would have to double again.

"Such a kindness, I have to repay it."

Zhou Yi waited for Butian Sect to decline or even be destroyed, and then the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion would be swept away, leaving behind its orthodox inheritance.

At this time.

A flash of spiritual light flew over, and it was sent by Suzerain Qingfeng.

"Uncle, there is a thunder calamity condensed in Xuanyuan Mountain, I can't find out the reason, please do it!"

"There is no need to investigate, Pindao has newly refined into Leifa..."

Zhou Yi found a reason at will, changing the root bone and breaking through the realm are both going against the sky, attracting four or nine thunder calamities, but the power is much smaller than the latter.

It blew away in one breath!

"Innate roots, should be celebrated!"

Zhou Yi immediately turned into a light and flew towards the Chunfeng Building in Chongshan County.

After a while.

Chunfeng Building.

It was noisy and lively, and guests came and went.

Maybe it's because of the famous name, maybe it's because of the deep background, or maybe there's a powerful blessing in the dark, the Spring Breeze Building has not closed down in the past two hundred years, but has become more and more prosperous.

Zhou Yi turned into a handsome young master, just entered the door and before he could speak to the procuress, he heard someone greet him.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Yi, come here, come here!"

Looking over at Xunsheng, it turned out to be an old acquaintance, the new God of Land in Chongshan County, Zhao Zhi.

For nearly a hundred years, Zhou Yi often came to Chunfenglou to celebrate, but every time he met Zhao Zhi, and he became a kindred spirit after coming and going.

Originally, Zhou Yi still reflected from time to time, and should not have fallen for beauty, but after seeing Zhao Zhi, who lives in Chunfenglou, he suddenly felt that he was an upright gentleman who had attained enlightenment and high cultivation.

Zhou Yi walked over with a smile: "Brother Zhao, long time no see."

The location is in the corner of the hall on the first floor, there are no other girls to accompany, but Zhao Zhi is drinking alone.

"Of course it's been a long time, thirty years."

Zhao Zhi praised: "Fellow Daoists are also really hardworking and hardworking. This kind of hard work puts too much pressure on the poor Taoist, so I can only come to the Spring Breeze Building to listen to music and relax."

"The poor Taoist is even more envious of fellow Taoists. He listens to music every day, and his cultivation is getting better and better!"

Zhou Yi didn't know Zhao Zhi's cultivation method. He guessed that it was biased towards the world of mortals, six desires, yin and yang, etc. Listening to music in Chunfenglou was also practice.

Zhao Zhi's face was bitter: "Fellow Daoist listened to it for a hundred years, and tried it for a long time, and I've already got tired of it..."

Pindao has listened to it for eight thousand years, and he is not tired of it!

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, changed the subject and said, "What's the good thing today, that you didn't go to the second floor, and didn't let the girl accompany you?"

Zhao Zhi is the head of Chunfenglou, but he has a quirk. He usually listens to music and spends the night. When he is depressed or happy, he drinks alone, and he doesn't want to be seductive.

"Good thing, great thing!"

Zhao Zhi cut off his voice with a trick: "This matter is still a top secret in heaven, and few people know about it. You and I have such a relationship, so there is no need to hide it."

Zhou Yi raised his glass and said, "Thank you, fellow daoist."

Zhao Zhi said this on purpose so as to get closer to Zhou Yi. After all, Xuan Yu is his immediate boss. In the future, Yuanying will definitely go one step further and become the city god of the ruling party.

"A few days ago there were rumors that those three..."

Zhao Zhi pointed to the top of his head, lowered his voice and said, "I'm leaving soon!"

"really?"

Zhou Yi raised his brows, the injuries of the three immortals were worse than expected, the evil calamity had just passed two hundred years and they couldn't hold on, and they could not wait to train new immortals before they ascended to the fairy world.

Demon Tribulation refers to the incident where Sun Changsheng crushed Ling Xiao.

Two hundred years have passed, and many secrets of those years have been spread. Intimidated by the power of the heavens, no one in the world of cultivating immortals dares to stand by Sun Changsheng's side.

Only the demons and ghosts scattered in the world respect their grandsons as the ancestors of demons or great saints.

About a hundred years ago, news came out from nowhere, claiming that the first generation of celestial masters was the reincarnation of the blood devil.

Losing the competition for the position of Emperor of Heaven, the Celestial Master harbored resentment and reincarnated as Sun Changsheng after sitting for thousands of years, triggering a demonic catastrophe that hit the heavens and crushed Ling Xiao.

Now the world of cultivating immortals is skeptical about this news.

In a few hundred years, the celestial master will really become a blood devil!

Zhou Yi didn't care about this, and in hundreds of thousands of years the Heavenly Court would be destroyed, just change the history back. In this world, whoever lives the longest is the winner, and whoever is older has the right to speak!

"really!"

Zhao Zhi said affirmatively: "Master Poor Dao is the elder of the Unfeeling Sect, and what he said will not be false. It won't be long before the Heavenly Court...hehehe!"

Zhou Yi said: "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist."

"Same joy, same joy."

Zhao Zhi said: "Without those three, we have the final say on everything in heaven and earth!"

Zhou Yi nodded slightly. Human immortals are the last restraint of the Heavenly Court. After the ascension, the Three Religions lost their support, and became the Three Religions under the rule of the Heavenly Court, no different from those great religions that gradually declined.

This matter has little impact on the world of cultivating immortals as a whole. They have long been accustomed to the rules of heaven, but it has a far-reaching impact on ordinary people.

Once power loses its restraint, it will inevitably become a wild horse, trampling on everything unscrupulously!

What Zhouyi can foresee is that in the future, in order to promote officials and prolong life, the righteous gods will inevitably use all means to squeeze out the last trace of incense and vows to rule the living beings.

From then on, one moment of ungodliness will suffer for a while, and one day of ungodliness will suffer one day of disaster.

Piety is tranquility, piousness is happiness, why is heaven not prosperous!

As for resistance, Zhou Yi thinks there will be, but it is difficult to achieve.

Slavery is one of the natures of living beings, they will more or less submit and blindly obey, and there are only a very small number of rebellious ones, not to mention that the heavens will guarantee the basic living conditions of living beings.

Is it too much to give you food and a house to live in, all you need is devotional offerings and incense?

The Heavenly Court has mastered the world of cultivating immortals and ninety-nine percent of the mortals, and the remaining one hundred and one rebels are demons and heretics!

Zhao Zhi was thinking about the future, and found that Zhou Yi got up to leave, so he hurriedly asked to stay.

"Fellow Daoist, don't rush to leave, the oiran is arranged for tonight!"

"The alchemy stove at home has not been turned off, so I have to go back and take care of it, and we will meet again next time."

Zhou Yi lost the mood of congratulations, waved his hand and left Chunfeng Tower, and disappeared into a twilight.

...

1626 in the Tiandi calendar.

Shoushangong, Mingzhenzi, and Dajue Arhat ascended one after another, and there are no immortals in the three religions,

There is only one immortal left in Dongsheng Shenzhou, Sun Changsheng.

the following year.

The Emperor of Heaven promulgated hundreds of new laws, one of the most important.

The righteous gods of heaven forbid to reproduce with mortals, and the descendants before canonization are forbidden to enter the Taoist temple within five generations!

This heavenly rule is to sever the righteous god's selfishness, and arrange his son and grandson into the Taoist temple to influence the heavenly court to replenish fresh blood.

However, once the Tiantiao was announced, there was an uproar in the world of cultivating immortals.

For the Zongmen monks, the impact is not great. After dozens of generations, the descendants will be broken if the relationship is broken.

For the Xiuxian family, this rule of heaven is tantamount to digging their ancestral graves, especially the Xiuxian Dynasty, which has been passed down for thousands of years, can only be passed down to this day by relying on their surnames and bloodlines.

Seeing that the world of cultivating immortals was turning against Yingtian, Emperor Shengyang brought several true gods of the dynasty to reason with each other.

The Xiuxian family are all smart people, reasonable and understand the rules, they raised their hands and feet to support Tianting in a few months, as for those who would rather die than support, they are really dead.

The rest of the rules are mostly strict details.

Such as the number of dreams entrusted by the land god, the rainfall points of Hebo, the inspection time of the Ministry of the Year and so on.

...

The years are long, and a century is a flash.

Qingyun Mountain.

With the help of the celestial master Yu Ze, Qingyun Temple has also prospered for hundreds of years, but the evil robbery killed 90% of the righteous gods in the heaven.

The newly promoted God will not take care of Qingyun Temple when people die and die.

And because of the grievances between the Heavenly Emperor and the Heavenly Master, Qingyun Temple was squeezed out everywhere, and it was not able to receive high-quality disciples for several generations, and it gradually declined.

this day.

It was originally a clear sky, but all of a sudden, stars appeared in the sky, and a full moon hung in the sky.

The sun and the moon are in the sky, and the stars appear in the daytime.

In the eyes of monks, such a vision is either a boundless catastrophe or a good omen from heaven.

Qingyun Guan flew out more than a dozen escape lights, the aura was mostly in the realm of Jindan, the leader of the old Taoist was Daojun Yuanying, looking up at the sky with doubts on his face.

"What happened?"

The contemporary temple master beside him reminded: "Master, do you want to ask Patriarch Niu?"

The old Taoist shook his head and said: "When the vision manifested, I sent a message, but there has been no response yet."

The audience of Qingyun didn't know what the vision represented. The monks and gods who had been spying secretly for a long time showed envy and jealousy on their faces.

"That person can go this far!"

"Could it be that there is another immortal in Shenzhou?"

"Hey hey, these two are great sages of the demon clan, I don't know what the dragon clan thinks!"

"The Dragon Clan is now the lackeys of the Heavenly Court. How dare they have any ideas, maybe they will come to stop this promotion."

"Isn't it? After all, we are both monsters!"

"The same clan fights against the same clan, but it is much more ruthless than others..."

while talking.

Dozens of tyrannical auras appeared out of thin air in the sky, each of which was wrapped in the power of immeasurable incense and fire. The light was so bright that the face could not be seen clearly, only the strange light wheel hanging behind the head was different.

"True God of Heaven!"

"Sixteen people came from this. I really value it. It seems that it will be difficult for that one to be promoted."

"Even if it is stopped, another human immortal will appear, which will inevitably affect the peace of Shenzhou, and even cause another evil calamity!"

"That makes sense!"

Eighty to ninety percent of the spies escaped the moment the true god appeared, and the rest were at least Huashen Tianjun, who had a close relationship with the heavenly court.

rumbling...

There was a sound of thunder, and there were no dark clouds gathering in the sky, but the sun, moon and stars were shining brightly, slowly condensing into colorful thunder.

The instant the thunder appeared, it shattered the surrounding void.

Looking from a distance, it seems that the jet black wraps the colorful, weird and harmonious, real and illusory.

After a while.

The colorful thunder blasted towards Qingyun Mountain, and in the process of falling, a crack in the void was split from the sky to the ground. Everyone present, including the true god, showed horror.

The technique of enshrining the gods with incense is extremely mysterious, using immeasurable incense to change the primordial spirit and physical body, making them identical in essence.

In this way, the primordial spirit and the physical body can easily merge into one, and can be promoted to return to the void without going through the thunder disaster.

Back then, when Sun Changsheng was promoted to Immortal, his body and soul turned into a sea of ​​blood, and he took a shortcut to be promoted, but he didn't use incense and external force, so his strength far surpassed that of a true god.

The normal way is like a scalper, using his own strength to induce ninety-nine heavenly calamities, and after the baptism of calamity and thunder, he is promoted to immortality.

Moo!

The roar of the cow sounded, and the ox stepped on the auspicious clouds and flew into the air, swallowing the colorful thunder before it landed.

Crackling thunder manifested on the surface of the scalper.

A few strands of it fell on the ground and blasted through dozens of miles of ravines, enough to see the power of thunder.

"With such strength, he is not weaker than us, and he deserves to be born with his feet!"

Emperor Shengyang's face was gloomy, and after the first thunder calamity fell, he guessed that there would be no scalpers in ninety-nine days of calamity, and immediately transmitted voices to the other true gods.

"For the sake of the peace of Dongsheng Shenzhou, there must be no more human immortals!"

The gods agreed and were about to join forces to cast a spell.

A sneer came: "I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, and you still haven't made any progress. My old grandson is blushing for you!"

Emperor Shengyang followed the sound and saw an ape standing on the top of Qingyun Mountain, who else could it be but Sun Changsheng.

"Sun Daoyou, do you want to intervene in this matter?"

Sun Changsheng jumped up and stood in the air: "My old grandson's elder brother is crossing the catastrophe, how can we not care about it?"

"Sun Daoyou, you have to think clearly..."

Emperor Shengyang said faintly: "If the ox crosses the tribulation successfully, the monster clan will have two great saints, and half of your reputation and status will be split!"

Sun Changsheng cast a sideways glance at Sheng Yang and said with contempt.

"Don't talk about mere power, my old Sun would rather die than die, but also help my brother get promoted!"

rumbling...

The second thunder tribulation fell, its power doubled.

Instead of dodging or evading, the ox headed straight up. After swallowing the thunder calamity into its stomach, it got into the wind of the nine heavens and tempered its body with the help of the sun, moon and stars.

"Shoot!"

Sheng Yang's eyelids twitched wildly, he felt remorse in his heart, he should have given up his skin and killed the scalper long ago.

The six true gods cast spells to stop Sun Changsheng, and the other ten true gods shattered the void, and the next moment they appeared in Jiutian Gangfeng, waving their immeasurable magic power to tear the void.

The void shattered to form hundreds of miles of pitch-black caverns, like a millstone for destroying the world, erupting with terrifying tearing and devouring power, tumbling and surging to crush the scalper into pieces.

Returning to the void and fighting, simple and unpretentious.

There is no need to use any divine channeling method to directly tear the void, and the monks under the return to the void will be wiped out.

Hahaha, it's finally the end of the month!

My head is about to explode, I will ask for a day off tomorrow, okay!