I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Taichang seventeen years.

spring.

The emperor was insane, danced wildly for three days and nights and died.

The new king ascended the throne, Jianyuan Pingkang.

Emperor Pingkang was only three years old, and his biological mother, the Empress Dowager, was in charge of the government, with Jin and Zhou Ping'an as the head and assistant.

the following year.

Zhou Ping'an was named Grand Master.

...

Prajna Temple.

An ancient temple that has been passed down for thousands of years in the Western Regions.

It's Buddha's birthday.

Thousands of believers traveled across mountains and rivers to worship, and many of them were princes and nobles from the surrounding small countries.

The temple is full of ribbons, flags, prayer flags, and the most important merit box, and there are monks with big bellies shuttling among the crowd, selling magic tools consecrated by eminent monks.

The believers who usually spend a penny in half did not hesitate to spend all their wealth in exchange for the blessing of the Bodhisattva.

In the pious cognition of believers, spiritual stability is better than full stomach.

At this time.

Several eminent monks who have attained the Tao sat cross-legged on the cloud platform to teach the Fa, and the believers who listened were mesmerized.

When it came to the intense point, an eminent monk stood up abruptly, waving his fists, as if he was about to change from a verbal dispute to a physical debate, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Looking down, he saw a big hole in his fist, from his chest to his back.

The eminent monk fell from the cloud platform, blood was splashed everywhere, and the frightened believers screamed and ran away.

The monk first looked up and saw a young man in gray standing on the top of the Buddhist hall, clasping his hands together and proclaiming the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha! Where does the donor come from?"

"Jie jie jie..."

Zhou Yi kept laughing strangely, with his hands behind his back, he stepped on the glazed roof and looked down at the group of monks. His voice was thick and thunderous, and he revealed his identity just by opening his mouth.

"Our family heard that an old friend is practicing meditation here, so we came here to pay a visit to settle the grudge!"

"The waiter..."

The face of the first seat changed slightly, and he had some guesses about the identity of the visitor. He winked and signaled the monk behind him to go to the apse and tell the patriarch to escape.

"Dare to ask, but the governor is in person?"

brush!

A flash of sword energy flashed, and the messenger monk was cut in two at the waist, and a large piece of internal organs was scattered, making the originally compassionate and solemn Yuntai become terrifying and strange.

Seeing this move, the first seat was sure that the person in front of him was the governor of Dongchang, his face turned red and white, and he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice.

"Even if Duke Du is invincible, he may not be able to kill all the monks in this temple before his true energy is exhausted!"

The voice fell.

Hundreds of monks came out of the monk's house, armed with knives and sticks, and formed an army formation to surround Zhou Yi.

"No matter how many ants there are, they are still ants!"

Zhou Yi flicked his ten fingers repeatedly, spewing out dozens of sword qi in an instant, and the monks fell down a large area with a crash, all of them pierced their hearts and necks, and lost their breath.

The two old monks held the one-hundred-jin weight-falling magic pestles, jumped up, and smashed them with their heads in their pockets. The sound of blunt weapons breaking through the air was like thunder, and the rocks were easily broken with a thousand pounds of force.

"die!"

Zhou Yi's voice was not very loud, but it easily reached everyone's ears. He blinked his eyelids, and two bursts of sword energy shot out, cutting the old monk and the demon pestle in half.

The first seat looked horrified, such martial arts are no different from gods and demons.

Just as he was about to call on the monks to encircle and kill, an old and thick sound of the Buddha's horn came, drowning out the shouts of the bustling crowd.

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Immortal King Kong stepped out from the crowd, stepped on the broken limbs, his bare feet were stained red with blood: "I haven't seen you for many years, Duke Du is still young, I really envy the old monk."

"You are so bald, you have a bit of courage."

Zhou Yi said in a cold voice: "It's not like that guy from the heart, who watched our family kill the Tianlang Temple, and didn't dare to come out to reminisce about the past, so we have to bring it out in person!"

Immortal King Kong sighed: "Back then, the poor monk was greedy and made a big mistake. Today, I let the governor handle it. Please spare the monks in the temple."

"It's easy to say, our family is not a person who kills indiscriminately."

Zhou Yi said so, but his strikes were extremely ruthless. He pointed at the old monk on the cloud platform and used his true energy to penetrate his chest. His death was the same as that of the previous monk.

Immortal King Kong waved his hand to appease the group of monks, watching his disciple die with compassion.

According to the list, Zhou Yi exterminated the Vajra Immortal lineage, and there was no need to comment on the cruelty. This is the Dugong's temperament, and killing people is as normal as drinking water and eating.

Anyone who dares to be an enemy of the duke will be taken lightly by the Zhu Jiu Clan, and even their teachers, apprentices and friends will be implicated.

"Thieves are bald, our family still has a doubt, if you explain it well, I will spare others."

Immortal Vajra didn't have any sadness on his face, and the world was like an oven grinding a pan. The disciple went to the Land of Ultimate Bliss to worship the Buddha earlier, which saved a lot of suffering in the world, and he bowed and agreed.

"Excuse me, the governor, the poor monk knows everything."

"Our family traveled thousands of miles, traveled all over the southeast and northwest, slaughtered nine enemies, and discovered a strange thing."

Zhou Yi asked: "In the tombs of Qingyang, Saintess, and True Spirit, there are only clothes but no corpses. Our family has checked carefully and they are indeed dead..."

Since Emperor Pingkang came to the throne, Zhou Ping'an has monopolized the power and sent soldiers to spy and search the world.

Three years later, the spies found out the whereabouts of all the enemies, and Zhou Yi visited them one by one, killing a lot of people.

As the news spread, people who originally coveted longevity stopped and hid in the dark. There were even rumors from Buddhist and Taoist esoteric sects that Dugong was a god and Buddha who came to the world, and took the opportunity to attract believers.

Immortal King Kong frowned, and after thinking for a while, he said, "It should be related to the exercises passed down by Eunuch Lu, using cruel methods to gather spirits and transform into ghosts to prolong life."

Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and it was really Eunuch Lu who did it again.

"Thief bald, seeing that your lifespan is not long, why don't you switch to the ghost way?"

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Vajra Immortal proclaimed the Buddha's name, clasped his hands together: "That practice was born out of the White Lotus Sect, and it is completely different from my Buddhism. The poor monk would rather die than fall into the realm of evil ghosts!"

"Our family will give the monk a ride."

Zhou Yi has a lot of admiration for Immortal King Kong. If he hadn't been immortal, he would have turned into a ghost in order to prolong his life, even if he suspected that there were traps in Lu Gonggong's exercises.

With a wave of his hand, dozens of sword qi were released, smashing King Kong Immortal to pieces.

Admiration is admiration, but revenge cannot be delayed!

...

Pingkang seven years.

Jiangnan.

Surabaya city.

Thin and dense raindrops fell and splashed on the Qingshiban Street.

Tread...

With the sound of even footsteps in the rain, Zhou Yi walked outside the door of Zhang's blacksmith shop, staring at the raging fire for a long time without speaking.

The old blacksmith bowed his back, and the veins in the hand holding the hammer were bulging, as if a beast that would hurt people would burst forth at any time.

"Eunuch Hai, our family advises you not to move around."

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "Your five sons, thirteen grandsons, and grandsons are all under the control of the internal servants. There are also three outer rooms hidden in Yecheng and Lucheng, and the Zhenfusi invited them to drink. Tea!"

The old blacksmith, also known as Eunuch Hai, changed his name and surname to become an ordinary person, and escaped the court for several years.

Hearing that all the clansmen had fallen into the hands of the imperial court, Eunuch Hai instantly let go of his arrogance. The Martial Dao Grandmaster who used to be unscrupulous in the world, once he was bound by his family, his strength would be nonexistent.

Eunuch Hai asked suspiciously: "Since the old man left the White Lotus Sect, he has been cautious and cautious. He dare not show the slightest bit of martial arts. I don't know where he has leaked his flaws?"

Zhou Yi replied: "Your unworthy grandson is addicted to gambling and stole the jewelry from the family as a pawn. He didn't know that it was something in the palace, and it fell into the eyes of the Zhen Fusi."

Back then, Eunuch Hai had an affair with the former emperor's concubine and gave birth to a son. After the palace change, they escaped from the palace together. It is not surprising that there are several pieces of palace jewelry in the family.

Zhenfusi followed the clues, and finally found Eunuch Hai out of the vast crowd.

Eunuch Hai begged: "The old man ordered the governor to take it, just to spare the lives of the clansmen."

"Our family has always done things by cutting grass and roots, but..."

Zhou Yi's voice changed, showing a bright and cruel smile.

"Eunuch Hai handed over the secret art of generating yang from the cathode. Our family can let go of one of your children and grandchildren. Think carefully about which one you like best, and let the rest go underground to reunite together!"