I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

stone chamber.

Zhou Yi circulated his mana, and the Shanhe Ding appeared in his hand out of thin air.

Throwing it lightly, it rose to the height of a person in the face of the wind, and hit the stone wall hard.

boom!

The ground trembled and the mountains shook, and the gravel collapsed and flew.

A large pit appeared on the rock wall of the cave, surrounded by spider web-like cracks, extending two or three feet away.

"It is so powerful after initial refinement. It is true that a cultivator cannot live without a magic weapon. The difference is like a martial arts master equipped with a heavy firearm!"

Zhou Yi used blood essence to refine the mountain and river tripod, and it was activated like an arm, and the size and change could be controlled at will by the mind, and it could be smashed as long as the thought came.

"However, the mana consumption is a bit high!"

In just a dozen breaths, most of the mana in Zhou Yi's body was consumed. Just as he was thinking about taking back the tripod, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart.

Immediately, he jumped and fell into the mountain and river tripod.

In this way.

The Shanhe Ding was flying in the sky, and Zhou Yi flew with it. The speed was not as good as Qinggong, but it really left the earth!

"It's a pity that it's not an imperial weapon, it can only be regarded as a ride."

Before Zhou Yi exhausted his mana, he took the Shanhe Ding back into his belly to nourish it.

The long-term mana warming makes the power of the blood refining spirit weapon gradually stronger, and it is closely connected with the master's flesh and blood, and the mana consumption will be greatly reduced when it is activated.

"Even if the spiritual soldiers grow slowly, one day they will turn into real mountain and river tripods."

"Yiding town of mountains and rivers, sun and moon, heaven and earth!"

Zhou Yi placed high hopes on the Shanhe Ding. In the future, if he had spiritual materials and spiritual objects, he would refine them into the Ding. Even if it took thousands of years, it would eventually transform into the most powerful treasure in the world.

"Now that he has a magic weapon, the Xiantian Grandmaster can't stand the power of a cauldron, so can he make a fuss?"

"No! You are only on the second level of Qi Refining, and you are like ants in the world of cultivating immortals."

Zhou Yi quickly put an end to this dangerous idea, and repeatedly warned himself that low-key is the kingly way, and being cautious can lead to longevity!

Push away the boulder blocking the entrance of the cave.

There was a mist in the mountains, and the cold wind howled, making the Taoist robes rattle.

Zhou Yi performed his lightness skills and flew down the mountain along the forest path.

He has never been to the secular world for ten years. He drinks mountain spring water when he is thirsty, and roasts wild animals when he is hungry. He has really become an ascetic monk isolated from the world.

Pengshan County is not far away, and it only takes an hour or two to perform lightness kung fu back and forth, but Zhou Yi deliberately uses this to temper his state of mind.

"A master is lonely! Only by being able to endure boredom and loneliness can one achieve the real avenue of longevity!"

Zhou Yi practiced in the secular world of mortals, but he would not let himself sink into it. He remained independent from the world, and watched the changes of the court and the vicissitudes of life from the perspective of a bystander.

This time far away from the mundane comparison, and compared with the mundane experience, I have a lot of insights.

Wandering in the world of mortals can maintain humanity, so as not to become a cold stone.

The retreat outside the world is to stabilize the Tao heart, so as to protect the Tao fruit of longevity.

After half an hour, the official road can already be seen ahead.

The noisy voices of pedestrians and the sound of wheels turning came to Zhou Yi's ears one after another, as if the sound-proof glass shattered, and the silent picture became real in an instant.

at this time.

Zhou Yi was supposed to write a Taoist poem to express his feelings in his heart, so he looked fairy-like just now.

However, I am uneducated. After traveling for dozens of miles from the mountain to the foot of the mountain, I got the incoherent sentence "returning to nature once in the morning", and I couldn't think of anything else.

Simply roar loudly.

"I, Old Devil Zhou, am back again!"

Startled a forest of birds!

...

Jinglong ten years.

Laba.

white house.

Curved corridors, pavilions, rockery and strange rocks, the most famous mansions in Shenjing.

In recent years, Emperor Jinglong relied more on the clan, and many royal families held important positions. The Anhua County King held the post of Governor of the Beijing Camp.

As for the former governor Sun Xiangming, he was beheaded in public because he was greedy for 100,000 taels of military pay, and his family was exiled in northern Xinjiang to serve as an army.

After all, he has rebelled and not punished the nine clans, but he is already the emperor's benevolence!

Emperor Jinglong followed Zhang Xiang's suicide note and competed with civil and military officials with the honor of his relatives.

The emperor was in the middle to reconcile, not letting the east wind overwhelm the west wind, nor let the west wind overwhelm the east wind, the throne was already as stable as Mount Tai.

It was daylight.

Chen Jinyu went to Rongning Hall early to pay his respects, talked with Princess Rongchang for a while, and then returned to her small courtyard.

The plum blossoms in the courtyard are in bloom.

The flowers are white and red, and the petals are lubricated and transparent. Perhaps it is because the land where the plum tree is located is fertile, and you can smell a thin fragrance from a distance, which goes straight to your heart.

Chen Jinyu sat on a stool by the window, looked at the plum blossoms in the courtyard, and closed "Wuzhi" in her hand.

"Miss, it's windy, let's put on a cloak!" The maid, Lu Zhu, came over holding the black silk cloak.

The standard equipment for the young masters and young ladies of the Bai Mansion, besides the wet nurse since childhood, there are four teaching nuns, two personal maids, and five or six servant maids who clean the house.

Chen Jinyu just lived in the Bai family, but she was extremely loved by her righteous parents, so she was treated accordingly.

At this time.

There were several answers from the door.

"Good morning, mammy!"

"Qingmei, is Miss there?"

"exist!"

After a while, an old woman came in angrily. She was Chen Jinyu's nanny.

Forty years old, blue shirt, wrinkled face like bark.

"Miss, those whores in the kitchen are too outrageous. I don't even have a bowl of Laba porridge. When the second master's maid asked for it, she immediately brought a food box. I really have no face..."

The old woman howled a few times, seeing Chen Jinyu's expression was cold, her voice gradually became quieter.

Chen Jinyu waited for her to stop, and waved: "Mother Hu, you're going to serve my Laba porridge, go down."

"Huh? Miss, I..."

When Nanny Hu heard this, her face twitched, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

A cold look flashed in Chen Jinyu's eyes, and Madam Hu felt that the temperature in the room had suddenly dropped a little, she shuddered and hurried out.

"This greedy old bastard."

With her small mouth flattened, Lvzhu couldn't help muttering, the voice was just loud enough for Chen Jinyu to hear.

"You go down too."

Chen Jinyu shook her head slightly, because she was taken care of by her adoptive parents, for example, please An stayed the longest in Rong'an Hall, for example, her adoptive father would always bring some delicious and fun things when he went out.

Perhaps the value is not comparable to a meal at home, and the meaning it represents makes the real young master and young lady envious.

Too much envy is jealousy!

"I wish I could be a man!"

Chen Jinyu continued to read "Wu Zhi", which was a military book that begged her adoptive father to find. It recorded the military system of Fengyang State, and it was a secret biography of military books not seen by the top sects in Shenjing.

Immersed in books, dispatching troops and generals, as for fighting with the young master and young lady in the house?

It's boring!

Chen Jinyu knew that she was a sojourner and would leave the White House sooner or later, so why make it difficult for her adoptive parents.

...

into the night.

The north wind swept across the land.

The branches outside the window swayed, reflecting on the paper like ghosts.

Squeak!

With a slight sound, Chen Jinyu, who was sleeping soundly, woke up Muran, her eyes gleaming in the darkness.

"Since your Excellency is here, why do you need to be a gentleman on Liang!"

While speaking, a few thin lights flew out, and the sound of piercing into the wood.

"What a girl, she's so ruthless."

A figure fell from the beam of the house, with white hair, but a child's rosy complexion, and a dark blue Taoist robe that was worn and turned white, and had not been changed for many years.

"Trespassing in a woman's boudoir, according to the law, can be punished without asking!"

Chen Jinyu waved his hand and there were three streamers of light again, only then did he see the hidden weapon clearly, it was a silver needle as thick as a cow's hair.

"The method is good, but unfortunately..."

The old Taoist spoke neither too fast nor too slow, and his body did not dodge or dodge, allowing the silver needles to pierce the three acupoints of life and death in the middle of the human body, the heart, and the lower yin.

"...It's so amazing, it's a waste of a great talent!"

As soon as the words fell, the three silver needles couldn't move forward even a little bit, and they hung in the air in a daze, as if they were held by an invisible force.

Chen Jinyu's complexion was slightly pale, and she couldn't help exclaiming.

"Innate Grandmaster!"