I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Orthodox twenty-one years.

spring.

The east gate of Shenjing City.

There are huge crowds of people, noisy and lively.

After the court's deliberate propaganda and guidance, the common people have forgotten Yu Qingtian, and their eyes are focused on the famous frontier general "Zhou Hong".

He worked as a guerrilla at the age of fourteen. At that time, it was the change of Renyin, and the northern Xinjiang was defeated and the country was in turmoil.

"Zhou Hong" led 3,000 soldiers and horses, attacked Dayong's soldiers at night, burned the company battalion, and became famous in the first battle.

Because of the attack, he was promoted to be a general, stationed in the deserted city, and resisted the Dayong army's attack on the city several times.

After the peace talks between the two countries, he was promoted to Dutong and took charge of the military affairs of a state in northern Xinjiang.

After more than 40 years of two dynasties, he was promoted and led the army to fight against Dayong all the year round.

The common people already like heroes, let alone the generals who protect the country and stabilize them. They gather at the east gate early in the morning, waiting for "Zhou Hong" to lead his subordinates to Beijing to be inspected by the orthodox emperor.

It was approaching noon.

The sound of horseshoes was like thunder, and "Zhou Hong" was seen from a distance leading the horse.

Followed by four rows of cavalry, all in black armor, like a black cloud rumbled down, making the noisy people fall silent for a moment.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the Xuanjia soldiers all glanced at the soldiers of the Beijing camp who were maintaining order.

The fierce killing spirit caused the soldiers of the Beijing camp to shudder, and their timid legs limp and collapsed on the ground.

Hahaha!

After the people were horrified, they saw that the usually domineering and domineering Beijing camp was deflated, and they immediately let out a roar of ridicule.

"Zhou Hong" got closer, and the common people could see his face clearly. He was a veteran with white beard and hair.

With broad shoulders and a broad body, the back of a tiger is thick, and the armor on his body is covered with traces of swords and swords.

Such an appearance made the common people feel more at ease. The folk sayings are mostly old but strong, an old family is like a treasure, ginger is still spicy when old, and so on.

There are also different opinions in the crowd, a white-haired old man sighed.

"This appearance is not as good as Zhen Guogong. Back then, when I was a teenager, I was also at this east gate, watching Zhen Guogong's class teacher return to the court. That appearance is very handsome!"

"The Lord of the Town? Which Lord of the Town, is he powerful?"

"The ones mentioned in the play are all made-up stories. How can anyone go south and north at a young age?"

"I don't understand this, have you heard the rhetorical technique?"

A few young people who thought they knew it well were talking about which one was more powerful, Lord Zhen Guo or "Zhou Hong".

The old man opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain.

I still remember that year as the teacher of Zhen Guogong's class, the old man was a teenager, and he deeply remembered that majestic and handsome appearance in his heart, and he can't forget it until now, and he joined the army to protect the country.

Decades have passed in a daze, and not many people still remember the great heroes and heroes in the eyes of the common people.

Street restaurants.

There were two old men sitting by the window.

A few dishes of vegetarian dishes, a jug of sake, watching the grand occasion on the street.

Yuan Shun picked up a piece of tender tofu, and said with a smile: "My lord, we thought that a person like you would only care about these mortal worlds if he only wanted to seek immortals and ask questions."

Zhou Yi shook his head and said: "Do it casually, I don't care if it succeeds or not. If I really let the old man take care of it, it may be a dog emperor."

Yuan Shun's eyes showed envy, only truly powerful people can ignore wealth and power, just because they are easily available.

"My lord, Jin Yiwei finally found out about Yan Shangshu. As you expected, it is really Yu Su's person."

"It's not hard to guess."

Zhou Yi drank a glass of wine: "Yu Su can rise and fall three times and defeat the Zhang family, but how can he not have a few hardcore. Before he voluntarily fell into prison, he just received the favor of the two dynasties and didn't want to fall out with the emperor!"

Yuan Shun sighed in admiration: "Master Yan is really extraordinary. I have never had any contact with him, and Yu Su has not been summoned in prison, so he can guess the northern border and follow the trend."

"Fengyang Kingdom has produced several generations of outstanding people, but it is really sad to end up in this state!"

Zhou Yi sighed and said: "Before the emperor ascended the throne, he read several rooms of history books and learned a lot of principles of governing the country, but no one can understand the reincarnation of the dynasty."

"My lord, when will..."

With fiery eyes, Yuan Shun pointed to the sky.

"This world is not simple. Accumulate food widely and become king slowly!"

...

months later.

Prison.

As usual, Zhou Yi carried the food box and burrowed into the ground.

At the end of the corridor, Ji Sheng, who was supposed to be sitting cross-legged in the iron cage, disappeared.

Zhou Yi was startled suddenly, Shanhe Ding appeared on the cuff, ready to blast out at any time.

It was only when he got closer that he could see clearly that there was a thin and withered bone wrapped in the tattered Taoist robe, the muscles clinging to the bone, like a corpse with all the moisture dried out.

"Finally dead?"

Zhou Yi carefully identified the dry bones and teeth, which were sparse and jagged like jagged teeth, and the finger bones were as black as ink, which was indeed Ji Sheng's appearance.

He took out the Anzhai Talisman from his bosom, and found no abnormality after casting it, and took out the Soul-fixing Mirror, and swept every corner of the dungeon with mana to make sure that there were no ghosts left.

Zhou Yi sat on the steps, took out the wine jug from the food box, and sprinkled it in front of the iron cage.

This is a poor man, who stepped into the immortal way at a young age, but fell into the plot of the dog emperor and was imprisoned for a lifetime!

Push yourself and others.

Zhou Yi could think of the consequences of his Longevity Dao Fruit if it was exposed, and it may directly trigger a battle in the world of cultivating immortals.

Examine myself three times a day, be careful, be cautious!

...

After midnight.

It was when the jailer was most tired that the black shadow escaped into the prison.

Zhou Yi broke the iron lock of the cell, took a death row prisoner out of the prison, and went to the entrance of the second basement floor.

Wisps of strange fragrance wafted away, and Jin Yiwei, who was on duty at the entrance of the cave, fell into a sound sleep.

He entered the ground by the familiar way, slapped the condemned prisoner twice outside the iron cage, and woke up faintly. Seeing the black shadow of a human like a ghost, he was so frightened that he wanted to shout loudly.

"Listen obediently to what I say, it will be for your own benefit, otherwise, die!"

The death row prisoner turned from surprise to joy, and said: "Although the adults give orders, the younger ones will definitely obey."

Zhou Yi pointed to the iron cage: "Go and look inside to see if he left any relics behind."

The condemned prisoner gestured to the gap in the iron cage, and was about to say that he couldn't get in, when he saw a large bronze tripod that was slapped in the palm of his hand, rapidly growing in size between the two fine steel columns.

creak! creak...

The fine steel column bends to both sides, breaking through a gap as wide as a person's head.

The death row prisoner was astonished, and he didn't dare to disobey him, so he hurried in to search for Ji Sheng's body.

Ji Sheng was originally five or six feet tall, but his dry bones seemed to have shrunk to only three or four feet. The condemned prisoner was not afraid, he groped the dead bone inside and out, and found something strange.

"My lord, there is something wrong with this rib!"

The condemned prisoner pulled out the ribs, and the whole body turned out to be purple and crystal clear like jade.

Zhou Yi noticed the change in the death row prisoner's expression, and said coldly, "But what's the message?"

"My lord, I heard someone talking."

The death row prisoner sensed the killing intent and dared not hesitate: "He said that he is a disciple of the Danding Sect, and he is practicing under the seat of Zhenyue Xuanyue in Xiaodan Mountain. He can take this bone jade to Xiaodan Mountain to report the crimes committed by Emperor Chongming. .”

"With this achievement, one with spiritual roots can join the Danding sect, and one without spiritual roots can establish a country and become emperor in the common world."

The condemned prisoner's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but clenched his jade bones as he spoke. He didn't believe in the illusory and immortal way at first, but the black shadow of the human figure and the magic weapon of the copper tripod in front of him made people have to believe it.

Zhou Yi asked: "Where is Xiaodan Mountain?"

The death row prisoner replied: "In the middle of Yunshan Mountain in Xuzhou, enter the mountain from the east for 700 miles, and you will see the place surrounded by eight peaks, which is where Xiaodan Mountain is located."

"..."

Zhou Yi was silent for a moment, and said darkly: "You don't want to try to lie, I can let other people try."

The death row inmate quickly promised: "The little ones dare not!"

"Very good! This old man will send you back to the west, and reincarnate as soon as possible, so as not to continue to suffer in the imperial prison."

Zhou Yi didn't care about the astonished eyes of the death row prisoner, and waved his hand to slap him to death.

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