Feng Shen: I'm not a true immortal

Chapter 1 I'm Not the True God of Fortune

Zhongnan Mountain, Yuzhu Cave.

In the dew hour, the morning light is faint.

Jinxia Boy went to the cliff to gather medicine with a bamboo basket.

In the cave, a young Taoist sits quietly on a futon.

Sitting in front of you is the fourteenth of the Twelve Golden Immortals, the future Master Lei Zhenzi, who is known as Wen Taishi's nemesis, avoiding the Fude Zhenxian Yun Zhongzi who cut off the three flowers on the top.

"I'm not a real fairy."

Yun Zhongzi opened his eyes, a golden light was hidden in them, he patted the center of his brows helplessly.

It has been thousands of years since he came to this world, and he had attained the Golden Immortal Dao fruit 300 years ago, but at that time he didn't know that he was Yun Zhongzi, and all he had learned was the martial arts and Taoism of the prehistoric street.

300 years ago, the Antarctic fairy personally led him to Kunlun Mountains, and Yuanshi Tianzun bestowed on him the Taoist name of Yun Zhongzi, and only then did he realize his own body.

Yuanshi Tianzun saw that he had already established a foundation in cultivation, so he gave him two paths.

One is to personally refine the magic power and body for him, and turn it into the Yuqing method, which will cause little loss to the cultivation base, but the immortal body will be slightly flawed.

The second is naturally to wash away the previous miscellaneous mana and rebuild the pavilion. The advantage is that the foundation is deep and the supernatural power is great. The bad thing is that the progress of cultivation will slow down a lot.

"It has been 300 years since I switched to the Yuxu method, and so far I have only achieved the realm of Sanxian. Shang Wangshou has succeeded to the throne, and it will not be long before Pindao enters the palace to present his sword.

With my current level, how can a fox demon who has cultivated for thousands of years be able to retreat completely? "

Yun Zhongzi is very melancholy at the moment, he is very talented, he thought he could become a Happy God in 300 years, but he never imagined that his cultivation would be so slow.

If the Twelve Golden Immortals knew what he was thinking, he would definitely spit on him for being too dissatisfied.

Since he joined Yuanshi Tianzun's sect, he devoted himself to cultivating Taoism in Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountains for 200 years, turned over all the classics in the palace, and even copied a copy of the eight or nine Xuangong, the Taoist protection method.

Yuanshi Tianzun said that he would have some karma to enter the palace to offer swords in the future, so that he would take time to learn how to burn fire from the Taishang Saint in Bajing Palace after practicing.

In just 300 years, Yun Zhongzi not only practiced Yuqing Kung Fu to the level of Sanxian, but also practiced Bajiu Xuangong to a small level, and also learned a lot of the art of refining weapons in Bajing Palace.

Among the Twelve Golden Immortals, apart from Guangchengzi and Chijingzi, which one is not particularly jealous?
Yun Zhongzi didn't feel much about these things, he just wanted to return to the Golden Immortal Realm as soon as possible, so that he could have the confidence to walk the wilderness.

"If I really died at the hands of the fox demon, wouldn't I lose the face of Yuxu Palace? Well... I still have to go to Yuxu Palace to ask the master to decide. I don't think I will leave Daoist Brother Sun for such a beautiful thing of earning merit for nothing. It's just right."

The more Yun Zhongzi thought about it, the more he felt that this was the truth, so he had a thought, sent a sound transmission to Jinxia boy, and immediately flicked his sleeves, turning into a golden streamer and heading towards Kunlun Mountain.

That's right, Yuanshi Tianzun was so annoyed that he had to open a small stove and taught him the golden light method.

……

On the mountainside of Kunlun Mountain, on a cliff.

"Bah, bah, bah."

The middle-aged Taoist got out from the rocks, he spat twice and kept beating his sleeves, but he still couldn't get rid of the dust.

"Junior Brother Ziya, are you practicing the Five Elements Escape Technique again?"

The middle-aged Taoist was startled when he heard the words, and then his face showed joy. He raised his head and looked towards the sky, but saw a golden light approaching in an instant.

"When did senior brother go back to the mountain? Why didn't he send a letter, so that Ziya could prepare a vegetarian meal as a treat."

Jiang Ziya didn't care about cleaning his clothes, he wiped his face and gave a slap to the golden light.

"Zi Ya is still so polite."

Yun Zhongzi withdrew the Zongdi golden light technique, revealing his figure, he smiled and took out something from his sleeve, and threw it at the middle-aged Taoist.

Jiang Ziya quickly caught it and put it in his palm. It turned out to be a small white sword made of jade.

"It's a casually refined work, although it can't kill real immortals, you have to practice it for a living sacrifice, and it's not a problem to subdue demons and catch ghosts."

Yun Zhongzi looked at Jiang Ziya with a slight smile. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the latter's mana was not profound.

He knew that Jiang Ziya would have the great task of enshrining the gods in the future, but unfortunately he could only enjoy the wealth and honor in the world in the end, and he couldn't even achieve the path of the gods.

"Zi Ya, how many years have you been studying Taoism in Kunlun Mountain?"

Yun Zhongzi restrained his thoughts and asked seemingly casually.

"Ziya went to the mountain at the age of 30, and it has been almost 30 years now."

Jiang Ziya put the jade sword in his sleeve, looking a little sad.

"It's okay. Thirty years of time are just a flick of a finger for us cultivators. You should practice hard. If you encounter difficulties, you can practice books to Yuzhu Cave."

Yun Zhongzi's impression of Jiang Ziya is not bad, he is diligent and down-to-earth, except for a little bit of spirituality, he can be said to be a born embryo of Taoism.

"Brother returned to the mountain five years ago, why did you suddenly come back today?"

After listening to Yun Zhongzi's consolation, Jiang Ziya felt a lot better, so he had the time to ask the latter why.

"There is a huge opportunity in front of me, but unfortunately my fortune is shallow, I am afraid I will be blamed instead, so I went back to the mountain to ask the master."

Yun Zhongzi suddenly raised his head and looked at Qilin Cliff on the top of Kunlun Mountain, where a white crane fluttered its wings and flew.

Jiang Ziya also raised his head and looked into the distance.

"Master Uncle Yun Zhongzi, Master Zhangjiao knows your purpose of coming, and specially ordered his nephew to lead you into Yuxu Palace."

Baihe spit out words, flew around the two of them, and then flew towards Yuxu Palace.

"Senior Brother has important matters to attend to, so Ziya will stop bothering him."

Jiang Ziya bowed his hands to Yun Zhongzi respectfully.

Yun Zhongzi smiled, and once again operated the Zongdi Golden Light Technique, turning into a streamer and leaving.

"Ziya, Ziya, if it were Shen Gongbao, I'm afraid I couldn't bear to ask me why."

Yun Zhongzi murmured, and arrived outside Yuxu Palace in an instant.

The main gate of Yuxu Palace was opened, but there was a white-haired old man sitting alone on the futon in the main hall. He didn't look very unusual, and he didn't look like a fairy, but the clouds on the top were shining for thousands of miles, reflecting the whole hall.

"Yun Zhongzi, the second generation disciple of Yuxu, pays homage to Master."

Yun Zhongzi stood outside the door, bowing to greet him.

"Your reason for coming is already known to the teacher, but this matter is determined by heaven, and it cannot be tampered with by manpower. If you insist on disobeying the destiny, just wait for the three disasters to fall and be wiped out."

Yuanshi Tianzun sat quietly with his eyes closed, and never opened his eyelids to look at Yun Zhongzi.

Knowing his master's temper, Yun Zhongzi didn't take his attitude seriously at all, and took a step into the hall with a smile.

"Master, what you said is wrong. Who doesn't know that you are a saint, and how can ordinary people compare?"

Yuanshi Tianzun raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, but still did not open his eyes.

Yun Zhongzi smiled slightly, and pulled out the magic power at the bottom of the box.

"If Uncle Tongtian did this, he might fail, but if it were Master, wouldn't it be easy to catch?"

Yuan Shitian opened his eyes respectfully, and looked at the disciples under the stage with a half-smile.

(End of this chapter)