I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

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Yuancheng.

A small county in the east of Qingzhou.

early morning.

Misty mist.

There were many people sitting on the benches outside the breakfast shop.

Drinking soy milk dipped in fried dough sticks, and telling some recent anecdotes to familiar people, several children chased back and forth around the table, making crisp laughter.

It's hard to say that the county magistrate has a gentle breeze, but it doesn't blow three feet off the ground, and the people in the city live well.

suddenly.

Boundless black clouds floated from the sky, and the sky, which was not yet completely clear, became dark and gloomy again.

"How can you change today?"

The one who spoke was a short-handed man. He quickly drank the soy milk and took out a copper coin from the chain. He raised his hand and was about to call the proprietress.

call--

A gust of cold wind blew, and the spring heat dissipated in an instant, and the gloomy atmosphere swept across the county.

The man who paid the money only felt that his lower body was stiff. He looked down and saw Bingling spreading from his legs to his upper body. Before he could scream in pain, the whole person had completely banned Bingbing.

Wisps of vitality, qi and blood, and soul drifted out and gathered towards the dark clouds in the sky.

The living person turned into a dead bone in an instant, still maintaining the action of giving money before his death. The same is true for everyone around. The children playing on the ground landed on one foot, the dead bone could not support the weight of the upper body, and fell to the ground and shattered.

The boundless dark clouds continued to drift forward after swallowing all the creatures in the city.

At this time.

A flame of fire flew from the east and stopped more than ten miles away from the cloudy cloud. The figure of the manifested figure was Xiao Tiezhu.

"Senior Jianxuan, you have fallen into a demon!"

"It's you?"

Jian Xuan's voice came from the dark clouds, and it was mighty, as if countless people were talking at the same time: "A junior, without the blessing of heaven and earth, dare to take care of this seat?"

"So, senior is obsessed?"

The Shenhuo fan in Xiao Tiezhu's hand rose against the wind, turning into two feet long and short, and the fierce Shenhuo burned the gloomy cold air cleanly.

"Junior, if you hadn't provoked the war between the righteous and the demons, how could this seat be in such a state? I planned to spare your life, but since it was delivered to the door, it was just for the blood sacrifice of this seat!"

While Jian Chen was speaking, he manipulated the clouds in the sky to kill him.

The gloomy and ghostly fog covering a radius of hundreds of miles was endless at a glance, and Xiao Tiezhu was as tiny as an ant in front of him.

"Evil devil, be punished!"

Xiao Tiezhu's expression was solemn, the divine fire fan was waving one after another, and hundreds of fire dragons roared towards the dark clouds.

A transparent sword light appeared behind Xiao Tiezhu, penetrated the back of his heart silently, smashed the internal organs, and left a transparent hole in the front and back the size of a human head.

The breath quickly dissipated, Xiao Tiezhu glanced at his chest in disbelief, and fell from the air.

"Jie Jie Jie! The world only knows the name of the lightsaber, which is the treasure of the Lingjian sect, but they don't know that the sword is an ancient invisible sword!"

Jian Xuan stood on the cloudy cloud and waved his hand over Xiao Tiezhu's corpse: "The mere Yuan Ying dared to provoke this seat. If it wasn't for the blessing of luck, which round would you lead the right path, the Pill Cauldron Sect would have been wiped out long ago."

"Unfortunately, the dead Nascent Soul has lost most of its energy, blood, spirit and soul!"

As he spoke, the imprint on his forehead shone with divine light, covering Xiao Tiezhu, trying to refine his corpse.

Suddenly, Xiao Tiezhu opened his eyes, his breath was reborn from death, he opened his mouth and spat out a demon-killing orb, which slammed into Jian Xuan's head at close range.

boom!

Jian Xuan's head shattered in an instant, and the tyrannical power of the Demon Extinguishing Orb sent Xiao Tiezhu flying for several miles.

"what!"

With a shrill scream, the three-foot primordial spirit escaped from Jianxuan's body, ignoring the resentment of Xiao Tiezhu and escaping directly into the distance.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

Xiao Tiezhu's body shone with blood, directly consuming his blood essence and life essence, turning into a crimson escape light to catch up with his primordial spirit.

Jian Xuan was already lingering, how dare he burn his Shou Yuan, and when he saw the light from behind chasing after him, he even gave up his skin and begged for mercy: "Fellow Daoist Xiao, forgive me, you and I have no deep hatred, and the poor Taoist is willing to teach you the secret technique of avoiding robbery."

"Just a blood sacrifice to prolong life!"

Xiao Tiezhu laughed and said, "There are three such spells in the hands of the poor Taoist, among which there are secrets of the Heaven Sect, how can you give them?"

While speaking, he waved a few thunderbolts, and Yuanshen was attacked one after another, which became more and more illusory.

Jian Xuan screamed in shock: "Fellow Daoist Xiao, God only wants to use you to cut off the ancestral veins. Now that your luck has dissipated, and seeing that you have stopped at Nascent Soul, why do you work so hard?"

"Pindao doesn't care about the dissipation of luck, and he won't hold grudges..."

Xiao Tiezhu escaped a little faster: "I just think that demons who commit crimes should be punished!"

The Shenhuo fan brushed its head towards Jianxuan, the raging flames enveloped the primordial spirit and continued to burn, and the screams continued for a long time before it was completely silent.

puff!

Xiao Tiezhu couldn't bear it any longer, he opened his mouth and spat out blood, his face was as pale as frost, and his breath was sluggish.

"Fortunately, this greedy and impoverished corpse, if he really casts a spell to destroy the corpse and destroys the traces, this avatar can't be saved, so God still takes care of us!"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he turned into an escape light and flew towards Yunzhou.

...

Hundreds of cities in Qingzhou turned into ghosts, and such a terrifying thing could not be concealed at all.

With the help of Dan Dingzong, the truth quickly spread throughout Jiuzhou.

Lingjianzong transformed the **** Tianjun Jianxuan into the devil, sacrificed blood to the Qingzhou people in order to prolong his life, and finally died under the fan of Xuanxiao Daojun Shenhuo.

At the same time, Dan Dingzong spread the words of Daojun Xuanxiao all over the world of cultivating immortals. He would not care about the fighting methods of monks.

Some of the Yuan Ying ancestors, who were thinking about ghosts, were silent for a while.

Comparing the strength gap with Tianjun, and thinking about the gap with Xuanxiao Shouyuan, I feel ashamed for a while.

Yizhou, Wanfo Temple.

The sound of chanting sutras and the humming of wooden fish can be seen from miles away.

Back Mountain.

An inconspicuous little temple of blue bricks and grey tiles.

"Zen Master, that Xuanxiao's slashing against the Heavenly Monarch must have been seriously injured. It's a good time for Buddhism!"

Faming's expression was solemn, and his voice was low: "Magic Dao and Yiqi Zong are self-proclaimed by secret methods. If they survive the catastrophe and rebuild the inheritance in the future, how can there be a place for Buddhism?"

"Amitabha!"

Miao Shan proclaimed the Buddha's name, folded his hands, and said with compassion: "I don't go to hell, who will go to hell! Going to investigate carefully, make sure that Xuan Xiao is seriously injured, and the poor monk will go to the Western Heaven with tens of thousands of Buddhist practitioners for bliss!"

Since the aura disintegrated, the world of immortal cultivation has long ceased to be prosperous in the past, and only relying on Buddhist monks to make up enough blood sacrifices.

Thirty years have passed in an instant.

Dan Dingzong has repeatedly reported bad news that Xuan Xiao was seriously injured and was about to die, relying on Zongmen medicinal pills to barely maintain his lifespan.

Until the end of Shouyuan, the **** monk of Fa Wen, he used the pretext of joining forces to conquer the devil way back then, and went to the door to say goodbye, and finally saw the dying Taoist Xuanxiao with his own eyes.

years later.

Buddhism held a water and land conference and invited thousands of believers to gather at the Wanfo Temple.

The dharma meeting has not yet started~www.readwn.com~ The sky is full of firelight and Buddha light shrouded the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

...

Fire Palace.

Lonely, cold, as if the world was left behind.

The changes in the outside world have nothing to do with Zhouyi, and I concentrate on cultivating and building wood, sorting out the Taoist scriptures,

Jianmu was already three feet tall, the straight purple stems were not forked, and some buds grew on the stems.

Zhou Yi consumed Shou Yuan to condense the jade dew of good fortune, dripped it on the building wood, and then released a surging spiritual energy.

"There are still more than half of the spiritual things in the storage bag. Jianmu can at least give birth to nine feet. It will not be difficult to maintain Jindan cultivation in the future!"

Zhou Yi's face was full of joy. After ninety years of solitary retreat, the method of escaping the world finally took shape.

Pick up the lottery tube from the side and perform a small sky-cutting technique.

The lottery landed.

The light shines and condenses into words, which is a good omen!