I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

True gentleman!

Zhou Yi has been in Fangshi for four years, and he is no longer a novice who has just entered the world of cultivating immortals.

The cultivator who established the foundation was honored as the real person, and the deacon stationed at Xiaodan Mountain is the real person Xuanlin.

One word can change the country and dynasty!

With such power and influence, in front of Jindan Zhenjun, he is just a late learner.

Jindan Zhenjun flew into the sky and escaped from the earth, his lifespan was five hundred years old, and his magic weapon fell into landslides and ground cracks. He has basically broken away from the category of "human being".

Zhou Yi held the notes in both hands, holding back his desire and not daring to read them.

"Senior, this book is too precious, I am ashamed to receive it!"

Jingxu waved his hand and said: "It's not the true king's lecture, it's just a volume of notes, and there is no spell left in it."

"Then... this junior has the audacity to borrow it!"

Zhou Yi knows Jingxu's temperament, because he inherited the shop passed down from his father's generation, he doesn't need to pay rent to the market, and he can earn hundreds of spirit stones every year with a little operation, which is a bit of a one-sidedness or rich and powerful.

Of course, the cultivation of the ninth level of Qi Refining is also the confidence of Jingxu.

Carefully put away Zhenjun's notes, and then talked with Jingxu, it took two or three hours before he left, most of them were stories in the talking book.

In Zhou Yi's previous life, he loved to read some idle books about immortals, and he dare not say that his imagination is better than that of the world of cultivating immortals, and he also has his own uniqueness.

Occasionally, when he mentioned a few plots, Jing Xu applauded and said that someone would write them out.

This kind of purely idle books cannot sell spirit stones in the world of cultivating immortals. Most of them are the fantasies and dreams of depressed monks. If they are lucky enough to meet a big boss they like, they can reward three or five spirit stones.

At that time, the author may have passed away!

Leave Jingxuzhai.

Zhou Yi didn't hang around in the trading area, he hurried back to the cave and closed the doors.

Take a bath, burn incense and wash your hands, and open the first page of Zhenjun's notes.

"When I was young, I didn't know how to make progress. I didn't seek the source of immortality, and I didn't solve my doubts. I didn't think about it until I condensed the golden core and my life was not hindered..."

Zhou Yi was speechless for a moment, and the beginning of the chapter was the big boss Versailles rushing towards his face, to the effect that he was lazy and confused, and he condensed the golden core.

This year, Zhou Yi is 126 years old. He has not yet completed the middle stage of Qi refining, and ordinary foundation-building monks are only 200 years old.

Continuing to look down, the Pure Lord lived four hundred years, and began to study the confusion of childhood.

Where does aura come from?

What are the characteristics of aura?

The answer to the first question was quickly obtained. It was not an experimental study by the real king, but a teacher who asked the queen to learn.

"The ancestral veins of the earth are divided into countless spiritual veins. The spiritual veins emit spiritual energy on their own. According to their length, they are divided into four grades of heaven, earth, black and yellow. There are also spiritual lands under the spiritual veins, which belong to the collection of natural spiritual energy and will not produce new spiritual energy."

Seeing this, Zhou Yi already had an image in his mind.

The whole is like a big tree, the ancestral veins are the roots, and the spiritual veins are the branches, producing spiritual energy for this world.

The spirit land does not belong to the big tree, and it is formed for different reasons. It may be an innate spirit gathering array, or some kind of spiritual object, or even a tomb of a high-ranking monk, which has turned into a small-scale gathering place for spirits.

It has long been heard that monks occupy the spiritual land and live together with blood as a bond. Outsiders call it a practice family.

"So, if the ancestral veins are cut off, it will enter the age of the Dharma?"

Zhou Yi killed the dangerous idea, not to mention how difficult it is to break the ancestral line, that person must have become the public enemy of all monks, including the Yaozu.

Knowing the source of the spiritual energy, Master Qingjing asked the teacher to respect the characteristics of the spiritual energy, but his teacher was not very clear about it, and only talked about his own perception, which was not systematic.

For example, when a high-level monk enters the mortal world, his cultivation will drop rapidly, and he himself will become the source of aura, and nearby mountains, rocks and trees may become ghosts.

For example, if a magic weapon is left in the common world for a long time, it will cause the spirituality to dissipate and eventually become scrap copper and rotten iron.

"Huh? According to Master Zhenjun, treasures that have been placed in the common world for a hundred years, but still have spirituality, must have a strange origin..."

Zhou Yi's heart moved, and he took out the bronze mirror from his arms.

Bronze mirrors can release spiritual light and fix ghosts and ghosts, so they are named mirrors for fixing souls.

"This mirror comes from Xuanqing Taoist, who gave his disciple Yu Lingzi, which has been more than three hundred years ago!"

Zhou Yi checked the soul-fixing mirror over and over again. After being stimulated by mana, the white light that bloomed seemed a little stronger.

"It turns out that this mirror is the real treasure. Fortunately, I didn't exchange it for spirit stones, otherwise some protagonist would have picked it up. It's a pity that spirituality is easy to dissipate, but it is difficult to recover!"

"I don't know how many years it will take to restore its original power."

"It's okay, it's hard to say anything else, we just can wait!"

Zhou Yi put the soul-fixing mirror in his bosom, and in the future he would find a method of sacrificial refining and swallow it into his body to nourish it for safety.

Continuing to look through the notes, Qingjing Zhenjun began to analyze the characteristics of aura in depth according to the phenomenon described by the master. This topic is not profound, and it didn't take many years for Qingjing Zhenjun to come to a conclusion.

"Aura will dissipate from high concentration to low concentration!"

Zhou Yi thought about it carefully, and the past experience was indeed the case.

"True King Qingjing refines magic treasures, captures monsters, and even spends a few years in the mundane world at the expense of himself. He discovers that monks' golden alchemy, monster inner alchemy, magic weapons, etc., contain high concentrations of aura."

"Once it appears in the mundane world, it will escape uncontrollably!"

Zhou Yi admired the devotion of Qingjing Zhenjun very much. In case of any accident, the golden core may be broken.

"Zhenjing Jing studied the spirit-gathering formation method carefully, trying to restrain and restrict the spiritual energy, but the foundation of the formation method is also spiritual energy. Such as the formation plate, formation flag, and inscriptions are all related to the spiritual energy, and in the end it can only delay the escape, and cannot achieve zero escape. scattered."

"Other things such as spirit pills, spirit stones, talismans, etc., all spiritual things will become mortal things after being left in the common world for a long time."

Seeing this, Zhou Yi thought deeply, and slowly turned to the last page.

really.

Qingjing Zhenjun concluded from this that spiritual energy is the foundation of immortality, and spiritual veins are the foundation of spiritual energy.

Once the ancestral vein is damaged, the world of cultivating immortals will cause catastrophe!

The whole essay is only ten thousand words, which is almost equivalent to an essay, and it is actually the same. Qingjing Zhenjun explores the source and characteristics of aura through repeated experiments, which is a scientific research method.

Science is not physics and chemistry, it is a tool to explore the truth.

"This note was an eye-opener for me. It is worth thousands of times the price of wine. In the future, when I look at and do things with a basic theoretical basis, I can break through the fog and go straight to the core."

"It's no wonder that seniors don't let rumors spread. If someone who cares knows it, it might become a disaster!"

Zhou Yi is not lacking in viewing people with malice. After all, there are many people in the world of cultivating immortals, and there is never a shortage of guys who don't want to live, so they drag everyone to die together.

Although the ancestral line is difficult to destroy, but the embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed by ant nests, and if monks continue to destroy it, it will eventually lead to a catastrophe.

Zhou Yi silently recited "Qingwei Daoist Mental Cultivation Theory", calming down and calming down his mood swings.

Jindan Zhenjun's exploration of the origin of the world of cultivating immortals is truly shocking and admirable, but it is too far away from the Zhouyi, and the most important thing at the moment is to grow crops, practice kung fu, and break through the fourth level of Qi refining as soon as possible.

What's more, when the true ancestral line is cut off, the end of the Dharma comes, the immortal dies, and the demon is extinct.

Zhou Yi still lives in the world, and even became one of the strongest in the world with martial arts!

"This seems to be a quick way. It doesn't take tens of thousands of years to cultivate immortality, and you can reach... the immeasurable celestial being! The poor Taoist has always been merciful, how could he have such evil thoughts, so kind!"

Zhouyi practiced for a night, and his mana improved a little.

the next day.

When I came to the gate of Jingxuzhai, I found that the gate was closed tightly, with a note pasted on it.

Going out for a cloud tour, the return date is undecided!

"Tsk tsk tsk, as expected of a local tyrant with a shop, he throws away dozens or hundreds of spirit stones every month, so he can go to Fengming Tower many times!"

Zhou Yi has worked hard for four years, and he has never tasted the taste of a female cultivator. He only heard that he is proficient in the art of dual cultivation.

Happily improving one's cultivation, it's really wonderful!

It will be on the shelves at 5:10, and it will definitely be updated on the same day. Everyone, wait for it to be on the shelves before supporting me!

The book "The Leisure Life of the Laity" is very interesting.