I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

early morning.

The mist is dark.

Zhou Yi woke up from his sleep, dressed and washed his face, cleaned the pot and chose dishes, and did not cast any spells.

About half an hour later, the ginseng meat porridge smelled fragrant.

"Stop cooking in the morning, let's mix some shredded ginseng with ear roots, and the pickled ginseng a few days ago is almost delicious."

Zhou Yi is like an ordinary widowed old man, who eats porridge with pickled vegetables, and the food turns into a rich aura.

Practicing the Guiyuan Jue of Liangjiazi, he is already more familiar than the founder. While eating and working, the mana of the ninth level of Qi Refining has steadily increased.

"After another twenty years, you will almost be able to refine Qi and achieve great consummation!"

Suppressing vomiting and finishing his meal, Zhou Yi sniffed his body carefully, and the faint fragrance of spiritual ginseng wafted out.

"If you eat like this, will you become a spirit ginseng essence one day?"

The small medicine field is in the middle.

A ginseng with thick thighs already has the shape of a doll, with golden skin and flowing aura.

Twenty years of continuous ripening, and the age of the medicine is close to 800 years. Zhou Yi has been reluctant to take it, and wants to taste whether the taste of the thousand-year-old elixir will improve.

Life is long and endless, so I can only find this kind of time-consuming fun!

At noon.

Zhou Yi went out with his hands behind his back, and he met acquaintances on the way to say hello and chat.

Not too slow, not too fast, not too slow.

All the way to Xianweizhai.

The hustle and bustle can be heard from a distance, and many richly dressed sons and masters are constantly urging the waiters to serve the dishes quickly.

After Zhou Yi entered, he found a corner and opened the today's menu.

"Black tiger root, three hundred taels a piece! Tsk tsk, the heart of the tiger is the best for strengthening the body and bones, and everyone doesn't know what to buy, so order ten slices first!"

I ordered five dishes in a row, and the price exceeded five thousand taels of silver, and I repeatedly told the waiter not to put ginseng.

Silver is not inflated in the ordinary world, just because Xianweizhai's dishes all use the flesh and blood of monsters as raw materials.

Add some ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, Shouwu Angelica, and it is not expensive to sell a few hundred taels.

Ever since there were rumors that the flesh and blood of monsters can strengthen the base and cultivate the capital, the price has been raised to thousands of taels of silver per catty.

Originally, monsters went down the mountain to eat people, but now there are hordes of masters in the rivers and lakes, hunting monsters in the mountains, and the price of skinning and extracting bones is super heavy gold.

Twenty years passed in the blink of an eye.

The shattering of Xiaodan Mountain's spiritual veins has already had a social impact on the people of Hengcheng. There are many legends about immortals in the market. The originally separated worlds of immortals and mortals began to blend in Xuzhou.

Zhou Yi tasted Hugen, and planned to go to Baihualou to listen to music.

At this time.

An old farmer led a cow and stood at the entrance of Xianwei Zhai, waving to the assistant.

"Little brother, do you collect cattle here?"

The man looked at the bony scalper, shook his head and said, "We only want monsters here, ordinary cattle are not accepted."

"I'm a monster."

The old farmer turned around and stroked the cattle's neck, and said: "Old Huang, the family really has no money, and the child's mother is sick again, so the old man has nothing to do."

Moo!

When the scalper heard the words, he rubbed against the old farmer and kowtowed three times on his knees.

Then he broke free from the rein and walked into Xianwei Zhai.

The wealthy businessman who was pushing a cup to change a cup watched this scene helplessly, and the scene fell silent for a moment.

The guy reacted first, bowed and said, "Sir, please come inside!"

The old farmer followed behind the cattle awkwardly, his dark face turned purple with shame, and he kept rubbing his hands and pinching the corners of his clothes.

Before entering the back kitchen, a customer stood up and stopped the old farmer, saying: "My old man, this cow has human nature. It's a pity to kill and eat it. I bought it for 10,000 taels!"

Before the words fell, several guests spoke again.

"Old Hu, my heart is too dark, I'll give you 50,000 taels!"

"One hundred thousand taels, everyone, give the Xiang family some face!"

"..."

There was a sound of bidding, and it soared to 200,000 taels in an instant.

The old farmer only knew that the old yellow at home was worth a lot, but he had never thought of selling it before, so he never inquired about the price. Now that he heard the asking price of one hundred thousand and two hundred thousand, he felt mixed feelings.

Zhou Yi came to the scalper, observed carefully for a moment, and asked the old farmer.

"This cow is not young, is it?"

The old man nodded and said, "It has been passed on for four generations, and my great-grandfather raised it when I was a child."

Four generations, hundreds of years!

Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and it was recorded in Zhenjun's notes that the monster race was born to raise them, and they depended more on spiritual energy than monks.

Ordinary people with thin spiritual energy, if a monster can give birth to spiritual wisdom, it must have a different blood.

"I want this cow, at the highest price, and help your family get medical treatment."

Zhou Yi caught a glimpse of a wealthy businessman showing displeasure, and waved a sword to cut off the corner of the table, and immediately everyone turned into a respectful look.

Innate master!

Xuzhou's rich heaven and earth aura makes it easier for warriors to break through, but the Xiantian realm is still a peerless master.

The old farmer begged carefully: "Can the old man ask you something?"

Zhou Yi nodded slightly: "Say."

The old man said: "Can you please don't kill Lao Huang, it is very obedient and eats little. When the old man was a child herding cattle, when he met wolves, it was Lao Huang who saved his life."

Zhou Yi agreed: "Don't worry, not only will I not kill it, but I will also feed it with good food and drink."

Only by growing white and fat can more essence and blood be extracted, and the ancient kung fu method, the divine cow transformation, can be cultivated as soon as possible.

The old farmer's family lived in a slum in the south of the city. They escaped disaster about 20 years ago. Due to the scarcity of farmland around Hengcheng, they lived by doing odd jobs. There are many similar people.

The rich and noble gentry became healthier and lived longer due to the appearance of monsters.

The poor people lost their fields and dared not even leave the city, lest they would be harmed by demons and ghosts.

Zhou Yi has lived in the rapidly deformed Hengcheng for twenty years, only to see that the strong get stronger and the weak get weaker, just like the immortal power who blatantly destroyed Xiaodan Mountain just for the refining materials.

The old farmer's wife contracted the cold and dragged on for a long time, and was already terminally ill and bedridden.

Zhou Yi used mana to cleanse the viscera of the old woman, easily cured serious illnesses, and strengthened her body to prolong her life.

Before leaving.

The scalper looked at the old farmer's family with tears in his eyes.

"I really don't want to part with it, and I don't force it, just do a good deed that day."

Zhou Yi said: "When you come to me, it's not like being free here. You must recognize the Lord and make a soul contract and a blood contract to avoid betrayal in the future."

After the soul contract was signed, Zhou Yi could sense the change in the scalper's mind, and if he had any strange thoughts, he would be able to disperse his soul in an instant. The blood deed is also known as the slave seal. After the signing, the scalper becomes the attachment of Zhou Yi, not only unable to resist the order, but also dies after the master dies.

Moo!

The scalper turned his head firmly, and left the old farmhouse without looking back.

...

Time flies like water, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

After Zhou Yi showed his innate strength, he quickly changed his identity and yard, dyed the scalper blue, and disappeared again.

This morning.

"Eat the cow, it's time for bloodletting again today!"

Zhou Yi pulled a hundred-year-old ginseng from the medicine field and fed it to the cattle.

Compared with ten years ago, the scalper gained a few laps, and his body was muscular and muscular. He was very powerful and majestic. However, upon hearing Zhou Yi's words, Niu's face immediately twisted into the word "bitter", and reluctantly swallowed the spiritual ginseng into his stomach.

Moo!

Zhou Yi comforted: "Don't dislike the taste of spiritual ginseng, I have been eating it for more than 30 years, and I will soon become a spiritual ginseng doll!"

At this moment.

The aura of heaven and earth suddenly flowed towards the north, and due to the high speed, there were gusts of whistling wind.

Zhou Yi looked up towards Yunshan, muttering to himself.

"Xiaodan Mountain's spirit-gathering array is restarted. Is this disaster and opportunity for the people of Xuzhou finally coming to an end?"