I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

With a net worth of two thousand spirit stones, the Sky Thunder Pearl is enough to protect her.

It's not that the evil cultivator is plundering without thinking, on the contrary, he is more cautious than ordinary people, after all, he only has one life.

I would rather kill a few more weak people than fight with my peers.

Zhou Yi still felt that it was not safe, there must be superficial deterrence, and covert methods must be prepared!

After a few days.

Yufa Pavilion.

A man with a scorched yellow face came in, he was eight feet tall, and his walk was windy.

The store clerk sensed the coercion of mana, at least a monk in the mid-stage of Qi Refining, and hurried forward to greet him.

"What does the guest need?"

"A complete set of Returning Yuan Jue, Hundred Treasures Jue, Five Thunder Art!"

Zhou Yi directly stated his purpose, went to the market every day, had already figured out the price of the exercises, and took out the spirit stone directly from his arms.

"Please wait."

It's rare for a man to be so generous. Most monks count every penny, even a single spirit stone.

Zhou Yi got the Jade Slips of the Jue, and after checking that they were intact, he found a secluded place to perform the transformation again.

In the blink of an eye, he changed from a tall man with a yellow face to a short, thick and honest middle-aged man.

The art of change only changes the appearance, the mana and aura remain unchanged, so it can only be used to deceive strangers, and acquaintances will become suspicious as long as they pay more attention.

Of course, almost no one in Fangshi uses their real names and faces, and the faces known to acquaintances may not necessarily be what they are.

The world of cultivating immortals is a dark forest, and everyone lives carefully!

After a while.

The chunky, middle-aged man went to Bailianfang and bought two protective artifacts.

The low-grade defensive magic weapon, the tortoise shell shield and the black iron inner armor, one defends the outside and the other defends the inside.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhou Yi changed into a skinny monk, holding an iron rosary, and bought two magic tools.

The low-grade attack weapon, the heart nail, is fast, small in size, and designed to break body protection spells.

The middle-grade auxiliary magic weapon, the water element pearl, can drop the clear water curtain after being activated, which can slightly increase the defense power, effectively isolate poisonous gas and evil miasma, and greatly increase the speed of water escape.

In the evening, I finally bought the first flying sword in my life, the middle-grade magic weapon Wuling Sword!

The five artifacts were all high-quality products of the same level, and Zhou Yi made all kinds of picks and bargains, and there were barely thirty spirit stones left in his pocket.

"Spiritual stones really can't help but become poor in a blink of an eye, but after being armed with this, they also have the power to protect themselves when fighting!"

Back to the cave.

Zhouyi first wrote down the Guiyuan Jue, the whole chapter has thirteen layers, and it can be cultivated to the great perfection of qi refining.

At the ninth level of Qi Refining, you can try to break through the Foundation Establishment. Without the assistance of the Foundation Establishment Pill, there is only a 100% chance of breaking through forcibly. Failure means that the meridian is broken, and the end of the dantian is broken, and every breakthrough level increases the possibility by one point.

"Thirteen layers of Qi refining, 4% success rate..."

Zhou Yi shook his head, not to mention a mere one hundred and four, even if the success rate is 99%, he would not gamble.

Rather spend hundreds of years to make up for the last hundred.

The Hundred Treasures Jue, a method of sacrificing and controlling magic weapons, can control multiple magic weapons at the same time after it is completed. As the monk's spirit grows, the more magic weapons can be controlled.

"It has been hundreds of years since I read Qingwei Daoist's Theory of Cultivating the Spirit day and night, and I don't know how much higher the soul is than the same level."

Zhou Yi learned from Yufa Pavilion that during the Qi refining period, when casual practitioners perform Hundred Treasures, very few people can control more than three magic weapons at the same time.

Starting from the tortoise shell shield, sacrifice the magical artifacts one by one, and finally refine the soul-fixing mirror.

"Royal!"

Zhou Yi slapped the storage bag, and five precious lights shot out.

The fastest one was the Cuanxin Nail, which pierced through the wall without a sound.

The Five Spirit Sword followed closely behind, its speed and concealment were inferior to the Cuanxin Nail, and it released a sword energy more than ten feet long.

The tortoise shield turned into the size of a millstone and floated in front of Zhou Yi.

The black iron inner armor worn close to the body, shining golden light to protect the body.

The water pearl hangs above the head, and the blue water curtain hangs down.

"disease!"

Zhou Yi opened his mouth and spit out the mountain and river tripod, which rose to a height of more than one person in the face of the storm. Due to the refining of a lot of black iron and copper over the years, the surface turned purple and black, appearing deep and calm.

The soul-fixing mirror flew out from the mountain and river cauldron, shining a dazzling beam of light.

"Seven artifacts, even if you don't count the Mountain and River Cauldron, you can still control six of them at the same time. The theory of cultivating the spirit is stronger than expected. Of course, a hundred years of practice is more important!"

With a happy expression on his face, Zhou Yi waved his hand to stabilize the soul mirror and fell into the Shanhe Cauldron, and together they fell into the dantian for nourishment.

The five spirit sword and other magic weapons flew back to the storage bag, the black iron inner armor was worn on the body, and the heart nails were drilled into the cuffs.

When a monk has a magic weapon, it is like an ordinary person equipped with a firearm, with quick shots and high attack. It is hard to compare with spells, there is a forward swing when casting, and the power is not comparable, the only advantage is that it is cheap!

"However, you can't give up the spell. With infinite time, it may be possible to repair the spell to instant."

"Splashing dozens or hundreds of spells with a wave of your hand, that scene must be beautiful!"

Zhou Yi took out the Five Lightning Art and started comprehending from the beginning.

The thunder method is as strong as the yang, and it can do a lot of damage to evil spirits and heretics. It is the first choice for righteous monks to fight.

...

months later.

The storm of the spirit stone thief has long since dissipated.

Maybe he hid himself to practice, maybe he went to other cities, the world of cultivating immortals is vast, and Xiaodan Mountain is just a very inconspicuous place.

today.

Zhou Yi walked around the trading area twice, and was about to go back to practice spells.

A familiar voice sounded from behind: "Fellow Daoist Zhu, please stay!"

"..."

Zhou Yi pretended he didn't hear it, rubbed oil on his feet and performed lightness kung fu, and his figure flickered and disappeared.

It is rumored that there are three sentences that are the most unacceptable in the world, and the first one is "Fellow Daoist, please stay." The cause and effect are so heavy that it makes people daunted.

I never wanted to go back to the cave, but there was another shout from outside.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, it's me, Old Hu!"

Through the Lost Formation, Zhou Yi saw clearly the face of the person who came, and it turned out to be a Hu Daoist whom he had not seen for more than ten years.

Daoist Hu was wearing a clean and tidy navy blue Taoist robe, with a purple wine gourd mark embroidered on his chest, except for his two front teeth.

"Old Hu, long time no see, what's the matter with Xunpindao?"

Daoist Hu said: "Hu held a banquet in Fengming Tower, how about chatting while eating?"

Zhou Yi hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement. Since Ye Yuer said something crazy about becoming a Taoist couple, he was so scared that he never went there again. Now that someone reminds him, he misses the delicious spiritual food in the building.

It's a big deal, just don't go to double cultivation!

...

Fengming Tower.

Daoist Hu ordered a table of dishes and took out Chihong Spirit Wine from the storage bag.

The tip of Zhou Yi's nose twitched slightly, and he said with a smile: "Let's talk about 50 years less, people must ask for something under the courtesy, and Lao Hu will talk about things first!"

Spiritual wine is different from ordinary fine wine, it only tastes good when it is old, and the effect of increasing mana is not much different from that of new wine. On the contrary, it is rare that it can be more than a hundred years old.

"It's a long story, and I'm lucky..."

Daoist Hu accidentally discovered a spiritual land more than ten years ago, with a size of five or six acres, and the concentration of spiritual energy is comparable to that of the surrounding area of ​​Fangshi.

So he sold several batches of spirit wine, purchased a large amount of spirit rice and spirit medicine seeds, and moved some members of the Hu family to live in the spirit land, and established the Xiuxian family.

Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations, you will be honored as Patriarch Hu from now on!"

"There are only two or three monks in the clan, how can we be called the patriarch."

Hu Daoren said this, with a rather smug face: "These years of operating spiritual rice and elixir medicine have earned a lot of spiritual stones, so I began to think about extending the family inheritance."

"First of all, there must be a family protection formation, so as not to be attacked by evil cultivators in the future. Don't you just want to ask fellow Taoists to set up the formation, and there will be a lot of rewards!"

Zhou Yi understood Taoist Hu's intentions, and resolutely refused: "If fellow Taoist invites me to leave Xiaodan Mountain, this is absolutely impossible."

Who knows what Taoist Hu said is true or not, the two of them only have some business friendship, if they are coaxed out, seven or eight big black-haired men wielding flying swords will jump out of the waist, wouldn't it be a trap for themselves.

Even if Daoist Hu didn't lie, Zhou Yi went to arrange a formation, and knew where the spirit place was, would he still come back alive?

Zhouyi has already made up his mind that there will be no major changes in Xiaodan Mountain, and it will not come out of the mountain for hundreds or thousands of years.