I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

When the old Taoist closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, he was as quiet as a virgin, quite immortal.

Hearing Zhou Yi's footsteps approaching, the old Taoist slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were green and his pupils were red.

Under the reflection of the fire, it shines brightly, like a ghost.

His eyes moved as Zhou Yi walked, and when he got close, he suddenly rushed over like a vicious dog, his arms passed through the steel pillar and scratched, revealing five fingers that were as black as ink and skinny as chicken feet.

Aw————

The old Taoist roared unconsciously, with black and yellow teeth in his mouth, sharp and sparse, sharp like knives.

He gnawed at the fine steel indiscriminately, leaving a series of teeth marks.

Zhou Yi had expected it a long time ago, and stopped exactly on the fourth-to-last step.

After a moment of mania, he seemed to be exhausted.

The spirit of the old Taoist gradually regained his composure, and he sat cross-legged in the cage again, with a kind smile on his face: "Poverty Ji Sheng, I met this fellow Taoist. I don't know what year it is?"

Zhou Yi's eyes were blank, as if he couldn't hear the old Taoist's words.

"Thirty years of retreat, forty years...seventy or eighty years, I don't know how many years, I have lived in a muddle..."

"I met fellow daoist today, and I just feel very kind."

"Five hundred years of hard work in seclusion and hard work in the poor way, today I finally ascended to become an immortal, enjoying great freedom and freedom!"

The voice of the old Taoist is high and low, or murmuring to himself, or shouting loudly, and the chaotic view of time in his words sometimes jumps to thirty years ago, and sometimes he retreats for hundreds of years.

"Today, the poor Taoist ascended to become a fairy, and I will travel with my fellow Taoists in the fairy world!"

"It's a world of mist and mist, where there are fairies dancing and heavenly generals holding swords..."

"Pearls and jade trees, Luan and phoenix flock..."

"The poor way wears crimson gauze clothes and stars, rides the clouds, rides the flying dragon, and travels in the palace of thirty-three immortals... When you arrive at the Lane Pavilion in Qiongtai, the golden bells and drums sound together, congratulations on your ascension!"

"On the day of my sermon, wonderful flowers fell from the sky, golden lotuses sprang up from the ground, jade rabbits paid homage, and golden crows kowtowed..."

At the end of the old Taoist's speech, his speech was crazy and scattered, his eyes were burning like fire, and his arms were waving wildly.

Zhou Yi listened silently, understanding the old man's strange behavior very well.

Anyone who has been imprisoned in a small, dark prison for more than 80 years, and even the food delivery is deaf-mute, is likely to have a nervous breakdown.

The old Taoist called him Ji Sheng tentatively, but every time he heard him say his name, it was different, and "Ji Sheng" appeared most frequently.

Ji Sheng babbled on for a long time, his voice went from high-pitched to lonely, and finally he sat down in the cage with bewildered eyes.

Looking down at his hands, Muran burst into tears.

"Woo woo woo..."

Zhou Yi waited until this time before he dared to make a sound and put the food box on the third step.

Ji Sheng wiped away his tears, gathered his loose white hair, rubbed his twisted and stiff face, regained some of his vitality, and bowed his hands to Zhou Yi.

"Thank you."

Afterwards, Ji Sheng carried the food box to the iron cage, opened it, arranged a few dishes, and poured another glass of wine. His movements were calm, steady and elegant, like a young man in a prison.

After eating, Ji Sheng put the food box back on the third step, and sat cross-legged in the middle of the iron cage.

"If your heart is as clear as ice, you won't be surprised when the sky falls. Everything will change, but you will feel happy and calm..."

Chanting the Taoist Mantra of Purifying the Heart, expel the inner demons, and try to maintain the true self at all times.

Zhou Yi took the food box back carefully, and he must not go down the stairs just because Ji Sheng looked normal.

This is Jin Yiwei's experience in exchange for many lives. Ji Sheng looks thin and weak, but he is extremely powerful. If he catches someone, he will bite him to death.

Zhou Yi returned to the entrance of the cave and knocked on the iron cover.

After a while, a gap was opened, and after confirming that it was Old Zheng, the iron cover was completely opened.

Zhou Yi said hello to his colleagues, and left with the food box, silently counting the time when Ji Sheng went crazy in his heart.

"Exhaustion is getting faster and faster, and the oil is exhausted, and I can't live for a few years!"

Whether Ji Sheng will leave an inheritance after his death, Zhou Yi is not sure, and he will not force it, such as exchanging conditions with Ji Sheng, he has never thought about it.

Even if you get nothing, it's only about ten or twenty years!

...

Four years passed in a flash.

Last year, "Old Zhengtou" was old and frail, and he could not afford to suffer from a cold.

Jin Yiwei bought a deaf-mute young man named Li Shun from the tooth shop, and he was in charge of delivering meals underground.

Zhou Yi changed suddenly and became Xiao Shunzi again.

Being deaf and dumb is also beneficial. Few people pay attention to Zhouyi on weekdays, so there is no need to worry about flaws.

today.

Zhou Yi carried the food box and walked to the depths of the prison. On the way, he passed a cell and saw a familiar figure practicing Tai Chi.

No need to identify, it was Yu Su.

He paused for a moment and continued to walk forward without secretly asking through voice transmission.

Go underground.

When Ji Sheng saw a living person approaching, he frantically bit and bit for a while, the time was more than half shorter than four years ago.

Tired and out of breath, the red eyes slowly faded away, and she didn't fall into a crazy fantasy as usual.

There are many kinds of illusions that Ji Sheng fell into. Sometimes he ascended to immortality, sometimes he became a patriarch, and even fantasized about three thousand Taoist companions, basically enjoying the great desire of a cultivator.

"Emperor Dog, even if Ji dies, you and his family will be exterminated!"

Zhou Yi's eyes were blank, and his expression did not fluctuate.

...

Tongfufang.

Yuan Mansion expanded ten times compared to a few years ago.

The surrounding residents said that the horoscope and the house were incompatible, which would have a great impact on official career and business, and they all begged Commander Yuan to relieve their worries.

Yuan Shun bought it at a low price, and built fake mountains and rivers on a large scale, corresponding to the famous mountains and waters of his hometown Xuzhou one by one.

Such extravagance is second to none in Shenjing.

The court censors wrote letters of impeachment one after another, listing Yuan Shun's top ten crimes, asking the orthodox emperor to punish Yuan's nine clans and rectify the country's laws.

Emperor Zhengtong repeatedly defended Yuan Shun on the grounds of insufficient evidence, so that Jin Yiwei's arrogance became more and more arrogant.

study.

Yuan Shun is practicing calligraphy, his pen is like a dragon and snake, and he has the demeanor of everyone.

A voice suddenly sounded: "The word is good."

Yuan Shun looked up and saw the white-haired old man, who had been wearing a Tibetan Taoist robe for many years, and hurriedly bowed to salute.

"I have seen the Lord."

"After so many years, I still care about false courtesy."

Zhou Yi sat casually on the chair, looked at Yuan Shun a few times, and said: "Take less worry on weekdays, and take more tonics, maybe you can live a few more years."

Yuan Shun was in his fifties at this time, which should have been the age for him to make great achievements in the officialdom.

Due to practicing the Heaven Swallowing Devil Kungfu in his early years, he lost more than 20 years of his lifespan, and now he has white hair and chicken skin, and is senile, and his appearance is much older than his actual age.

Yuan Shun respectfully said: "Thank you, Lord, for your concern. I have already arranged for a successor, and I will definitely not delay the matter."

"Remember to divide the Yuan family to go to northern Xinjiang, the old man doesn't have time to take care of too much."

Zhou Yi gave a few words of advice, and then asked, "That old man Yu Su, why is he in the cell again?"

"Yesterday in the early morning, Liu Shangshu from the Household Department, Dong Shangshu from the Ministry of Officials, and more than a dozen censors impeached Sir Yu at the same time. It is said that Yu's family members used the identity of Sir Yu to wantonly sell noble officials, corrupt ink and accept bribes."

Yuan Shun said: "At the same time, the magistrate of Hongzhou reported that Yu's family embezzled the land and killed many people. Because of the name of Mr. Yu, the local officials dare not control them."

"A member of the Yu family?"

Zhou Yi frowned: "The old man heard that Yu Su broke with his clan in the early years and even moved his father's grave?"

"Your Majesty doesn't know that at the critical moment of the struggle between Your Excellency and the Zhang Party, many censors impeached Your Excellency for being unfilial and unable to set an example for scholars, let alone serve as the chief assistant of the cabinet."

Yuan Shun replied: "Your Excellency went back to his hometown, moved the ancestral grave back to the family, and entered his name into the genealogy, as a full duty of filial piety."

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, then continued to ask.

"The clansman made a disaster, and the chief assistant will not be imprisoned. What is the real reason?"