I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Thousands of waves.

A flat boat.

Regardless of the wind and waves, the Wu Peng boat is like walking on the ground.

Zhou Yi sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, his long hair was loosely scattered, and the dark blue robe was hunting.

Looking into the distance with both eyes, only the sea and the sky are mixed together, and the boundary between the water and the sky is blurred.

until the sun rises.

Countless rays of light burst out, and the blue sky and blue sea were divided into upper and lower parts, dyeing the sea water sparkling and golden.

"Another day."

Zhou Yi's voice was a little lazy. Anyone who had been on the road for hundreds of years would see the same scenery, as if they were standing still, they would become lazy and undisciplined.

He took out a palm-thick diary from his cuff, with Volume Five written on the cover.

"The fifth hundred and seventy-second year, on the third day of September, it was sunny. The sunrise on the sea was splendid and gorgeous, but it was no different from the past five hundred years..."

Zhou Yi thought of where to write, and when he wrote three or four hundred words, he looked back and saw that it was all nonsense.

Immediately ended and wrote: I have nothing to do today, playing cards and fishing!

Take out the fishing rod from the cuff, throw it into the sea skillfully, and wait for the fish to take the bait.

At this time.

Two rays of light flew from a distance and landed on the boat and turned into virgins. It was the breeze and the bright moon.

Qingfeng carried two hares, Mingyue carried a wild boar, and said cheerfully: "Xianchang, the island that passed by last night caught a lot of game!"

The ginseng doll on the boat jumped up happily.

"Finally I don't have to eat fish anymore!"

"good."

Zhou Yi praised, anyone who eats seafood that has been around for hundreds of years will feel boring.

After a while.

The aroma of barbecue fills the air, and one person and three monsters feast on the barbecue grill. During the extremely monotonous voyage, eating has become a very enjoyable thing.

Finish the meal.

A square table is placed in the middle of the boat, Zhou Yi is the host, the breeze is bright and the moon is around, and the Lingshen doll is the opposite door.

After shuffling the cards, the routine entertainment began.

There are formation restrictions around the card table, it is difficult to cast mana, and it is impossible to predict the secrets. Winning or losing depends on your ability.

Zhou Yi had bad luck today, he lost a lot of spirit stones in a few laps in a row, and he was about to punt today.

"Look at how big I am."

Zhou Yi touched a red center, brushed the card with his palm, and then pushed the card down.

"Thirteen one!"

The three demons and six eyes stared at each other, and found no trace of cheating.

"what?"

"This?"

"impossible…"

"Ha ha!"

Zhou Yi laughed proudly, and said shamelessly: "Pin Dao luck has come up, continue to continue."

noon.

The game was decided, and Lingshen Doll lost more, and continued to be in charge of punting.

Zhou Yi took out the classics and recited them from the Taoist Cang, and the voice came out more than ten miles away, attracting many fish and turtles to listen to the scriptures, but unfortunately the boat was traveling too fast, and only a few words could be heard.

I don't know how long it will take to be so boring day after day.

The speed of the demon saint's escape is at least ten times that of the early Nascent Soul, and if there is some kind of flying supernatural power, it may even exceed a hundred times.

Only when such a strong person is at the end of the road can they dare to travel far across the ocean to find a continent outside the territory. According to Zhou Yi speculation, the demon saint probably spent five hundred to one thousand years in the sea.

"The ancestral veins of Jiuzhou were cut off, and the cultivator of the gods, relying on the history of the sect for thousands of years, huddled and did not move, and only persisted for two hundred years."

"The demon saint is in the deep sea, and the cultivation base escapes more quickly. Even if the background is deeper than that of the gods, it is the limit that can maintain for hundreds of years without falling into the realm!"

"Besides, using the escape method with all your strength, the mana is running all the time, and the cultivation base will inevitably fall faster."

"Pindao has built wood, does not need to condense mana, the speed is not as fast as the demon saint, but the efficiency is much better, calculated according to one-tenth of the speed..."

"It will take about five thousand to ten thousand years!"

Zhou Yi couldn't help but marvel, that traveling across the ocean and across the continent is definitely not something that a monk under Void Return can expect.

Two or three thousand years of lifespan for a god-turning cultivator is not enough to travel on the way!

"Jiuzhou, beyond the territory... Is there any other continent in the boundless sea? Is there a limit to Haitian? What world is beyond the Jiutian Gangfeng?"

"Is this sky full of stars, the heavenly palace in myth, or just stones?"

"After the pinnacle of the immortal way is completed, we must go and explore!"

…

Time flows like water.

A thousand years in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Yi's diary was written in the sixteenth volume, and what he saw and heard was still the vast ocean.

Over the past 1,500 years, the state of mind has changed repeatedly, and the journey is hundreds of millions of miles, which is different from retreating and cultivating.

In the first five hundred years, I felt the infinity of the universe, and the heart of exploration was born. In the middle of the five hundred years, I felt a drop in the sky and the earth, and suddenly a slack heart was born.

The inner demons are crowded, and the mana is disordered.

On this occasion, I re-read many sages' classics, and compared with my current state of mind, I learned a lot of experience.

After another five hundred years, the heart is like an ancient well, and the waves are unfathomable and unfathomable.

this day.

Zhou Yizheng was reciting "Quotations of the True Monarch Taixuan Jiao Dongming" and comprehended the secrets of condensing infants, when he suddenly heard the cry of the bright moon.

"Xianchang, Da Dao!"

The ginseng doll is faster, throws away the oars, and turns into a light to fly to the island.

Zhou Yi raised his eyes and looked into the distance. There was indeed a huge island in the northwest. Visually, it was even bigger than Tinder Island. It was roughly estimated that it was three or four thousand miles long.

"Tired of the journey, go to the island to rest for a few days."

Before the Wu Peng boat approached the island, the Lingshen doll flew back in a hurry, shouting loudly.

"Xianchang, there are people on the island."

"Someone?"

Zhou Yi was surprised, and his eyes flashed, and he saw that there was a port built on the shore.

Many people gathered at the port, or boarded ships, or unloaded, or sold fish, which seemed quite bustling and lively.

"It's even more necessary to see where these people come from."

Zhou Yi pinched a stealth technique, the mana turned, and the Wu Peng boat rose into the air and turned into a streamer, flying towards the island.

The flying boat flew around the island and landed in the largest city in the central plain. The population is estimated to be over one million. The architectural style is very different from that of Jiuzhou, and the level of technology is still at the ancient level.

After half a day.

Zhou Yi checked the situation in the bookstore. According to the common names of several countries on the island, the entire island is called Shenzhou.

The origin of the name is unclear. According to historical records, this name has been used for thousands of years, and they believe that "Shenzhou" is a continent.

"The human race will not appear out of thin air!"

Zhou Yi sailed in the deep sea for 1,500 years, and encountered numerous islands, large and small, only this Divine Continent was populated by human races.

It just happened that it was too boring to travel, so I simply changed my identity as a local person, and explored the origin of the human race in Shenzhou, and maybe I could get news from the extraterritorial continent.

Such as the four seas other than Jiuzhou, all the islands inhabited by peoples, the origin is that the ancestors cultivators brought their people to the sea.

Zhou Yi walked on the familiar and unfamiliar bluestone streets. There were many teahouses, wine shops, pawnshops, red bricks and green tiles, and eaves of pavilions, which brought back memories of a long, long time ago.

Perhaps it was the entanglement of cause and effect, or perhaps it was due to talent, and he came to the door of Yihong Court in a trance.

"Even if the era changes and the world changes, the name of this hook column is always similar..."

Zhou Yi flickered, transformed into a handsome young man, and opened the folding fan with a snap, with four big characters written on it.

"This is the situation, it's time to celebrate!"

Twenty years later.

Under the reluctant gazes of the girls, Zhou Yi did not dare to look back and ran away.

"What Jindan Zhenjun, what immortality, fell into a soft red, still not obediently supporting the wall and walking away..."

East of the city.

a courtyard.

Qingfeng and Mingyue handed over the ancient books they collected to Zhou Yi for viewing.

"The Chronicle of Shenzhou is the oldest, originating from the mausoleum of the Dayong Dynasty royal family that once dominated Shenzhou five thousand years ago..."

"These ten volumes of "Biography of the Sages" are from the Lu family, which is known as the family with the longest inheritance in Shenzhou..."

Divine Continent has no spiritual veins, so naturally there will be no monks. No tomb mechanism can prevent escape techniques. In the past 20 years, Qingfeng Mingyue has robbed the imperial tombs of all dynasties.

Zhou Yi opened "Shenzhou Benji", swept through the consciousness, and quickly read the entire content.

"In ancient times, the Divine Continent was wild... A giant boat flew from the sky, and seventy-two gods came to the world... Teach the human race to build houses, weave, make fire, plant..."

"The content recorded in this book is the foundation of religion and mythology in the countries of Shenzhou today, and most people think it is a fictional story."

Zhou Yi had already determined that the Divine Continent Human Race must have migrated from an extraterritorial continent. Perhaps there were only seventy-two people at the beginning, or seventy-two monks.

Continue to check other books, all about antiquity, excerpts come together.

"The word Shenzhou comes from what the ancient gods said, meaning the east of the world?"

"The Lu family is descended from the gods, and the ancestors recorded in the genealogy are the gods of Mount Fuling!"

"It's a pity that thousands of years have passed. At the beginning, it was called the Seventy-two Divine Family, but now there is only one family left. The Lu family has also moved their ancestral tombs twice. Now the owner of the family is only a branch of the ancestors, and the inheritance books are scattered..."

Zhou Yi sorted out the ancient books and obtained all the family names of the gods.

"The next step is to investigate these families. The nine families are all dead, and the ancestral tombs should still be there!"

Since then.

Zhou Yi started from the east coast of Shenzhou and dug all the way to the west coast, not letting go of any graves.

Such a method of casting a wide net was rude but practical, and soon found the ancient tomb that had disappeared for thousands of years, and found other books on the inheritance of the descendants of the gods.

During this period, I also met a family of tomb guards. The entire village was a master of martial arts, guarding the tombs of descendants named "Qushuihe Bo".

Inheritance for thousands of years, unswerving!

If ordinary people follow the map and explore here, a thrilling journey will inevitably occur.

Zhou Yi let out a light breath, all the tomb guards fell asleep, and then waved a shovel to dig all the tombs clean, leaving half a volume of "The Secret Art of Touching Gold" before leaving.

Twenty years.

Passed by.

Shenzhou began to spread the legend of Captain Mojin. No matter how old and dangerous the tomb was, they could easily steal it. After being compiled and promoted by storytellers, it was subdivided into several factions.

Yihong Building.

Yingying Yanyan, Cui Cui Hong Hong.

A dozen girls surrounded Zhou Yi in the center, listening to him tell the story of Captain Mojin.

Mingming was trembling with fear, but he couldn't help but continue to listen. Zhou Yi deliberately stopped when he talked about the key point, which made people lose their appetite.

"Go on, go on!"

"Below and below!"

The girls were pressing hard when suddenly there was a commotion outside, and then hundreds of officers and soldiers rushed into the Yihong Courtyard.

The head general glanced at all the guests, and finally landed on Zhou Yi and asked.

"A daring thief who dares to rob the emperor's tomb and be punished!"

Zhou Yi ignored the leader, smiled and said to the left and right girls, "I'll show you a trick."

While speaking, a rope appeared in his hand, and he threw it straight at the sky, directly piercing the roof, and I don't know how high it stretched out.

Everyone was stunned, watching Zhou Yi climb the Tongtian rope and disappear.

Since then.

Shenzhou's story about Captain Mojin has added a lot of legend. As for the legendary protagonist, he is already starting again, sailing northwest from Shenzhou Island.

"According to the records of the descendants of the gods, their ancestors came from the northwest, which should be in the direction of the extraterritorial continent."

"Godman, is it immortal, witchcraft, or other methods of cultivation?"

"According to their titles, such as Mountain God, Hebo, Shuijun, or so-and-so Land, City God, Yin Cha, is it a Shinto system?"

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, Wanjuan Daozang had never recorded the divine way.

When the ancient immortals of Jiuzhou were prosperous, there were many immortals who returned to the virtual world, and there were even legends of Xia Yu’s ascension. If there were divine ways in the outer continent, there would be no relevant records.

"In any case, there is news from the extraterritorial continent after all."

…

Years go by.

More than 400 years have passed since he left Shenzhou.

Kunlun Cave.

Zhou Yi stood in front of the jujube tree and the vine, silent.

The two trees have completely withered away, their leaves have fallen, and their purple and green branches are exposed, like strange sculptures.

The clear breeze and bright moon make a tree into a spirit, and the lifespan is long but limited.

It has been 2,500 years since the birth of consciousness.

Zhou Yi took out the spirit wine and drank half of the jar, sprinkled the rest under the tree to pay homage, and buried the two swords of Ziqing in the soil.

Having been together for two thousand years, it would be hypocritical to say that the relationship is not deep, but the things that have been expected have been prepared for psychologically, and the ecstasy will not be sad and painful.

Lingshen doll asked, "Will the breeze and bright moon really come back to life?"

"Of course it will."

Zhou Yi said with relief: "When the roots of their trees sprout, they will cultivate new wisdom. The poor way uses the two swords of Ziqing and Qing as a guide and uses the magical power of Nirvana to restore the memory of the previous life!"

Qingfengmingyue has cultivated magic weapons for more than two thousand years, and has cultivated with Ziqing Shuangjian.

Lingshen Doll asked, "Is it still Breeze and Bright Moon that was resurrected?"

Zhou Yi sighed, nodded and shook his head.

"Maybe it is, I don't even know the poor!"

Lingshen doll was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Xianchang, if I die one day, I won't use the Nirvana technique."

Zhou Yi asked in surprise, "Why?"

Lingshen doll raised her head and said with a bulging mouth, "I don't want to have a new me, to replace the memory of the fairy, then I'm really dead..."

"remembered."

Zhou Yi stroked the green leaves above its head and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, there used to be 100,000 spiritual ginseng in the world, you can definitely surpass it, you can set a small goal first and live it for a million years!"

"Good! Live it for a million years!"

The ginseng doll waved a small fist, and the green leaves shook, cheering for herself.

No extraterritorial continents were seen, and the crew was the first to be halved.

Zhou Yi was silent for a long time, and even began to doubt whether he should leave Jiuzhou that year.

"Two thousand years have passed, the recovery of Jiuzhou's spiritual qi must be the next stage, and it may be possible to prove the Nascent Soul. Even if the spiritual qi of the East China Sea is thin, it can condense the golden elixir, and the breeze and bright moon do not need to be reincarnated..."

"After all, it is the poor Dao who is afraid and dare not compete with the devil and the corpse!"

Zhou Yi shook his head helplessly, sitting on the golden corpse of Jiuzhou resources and the inheritance of the corpse fairy, he must cultivate very fast.

When the golden corpse is restored to the god-turning realm of the previous life, it can easily annihilate the overseas human race. At that time, it was difficult for Zhou Yi to escape. Adhering to the concept of not competing with the short-lived species, it is the right choice to escape far away.

"Golden Corpse, you are Pindao's second enemy!"

…

Wind and sunshine.

Unhappy.

Rolling hills appeared ahead.

Zhou Yi didn't care about this. He had seen too much in the past three thousand years, and he had long lost interest in it.

suddenly.

A burst of singing came from a distance, and from a distance, I saw an old man in a scorpion, propping a fishing boat through the sea.

Zhou Yi's consciousness swept over, and he stood up abruptly. The old man had obvious mana fluctuations, and his realm was probably in the late stage of qi refining.

At this time, I can sense the outside~www.readwn.com~ there is already aura between heaven and earth. Before, because the aura gushing from the Kunlun cave shrouded the awning boat, it was much richer than the outside world, and it was not possible to sense it in time.

Zhou Yi's mana was running, and the Wu Peng ship quickly approached, cupping his hands and saying.

"Dare to ask friends, where is the boundary ahead?"

The words are in Shenzhou language, which is very different from Jiuzhou script and pronunciation.

The old man sensed Zhou Yi's majestic mana aura, did not dare to wait, and bowed his head to salute.

"Senior, that is Dongsheng Shenzhou Paint Wushan."

"What continent?"

"Dongsheng Shenzhou!"

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The last chapter of this volume was written very slowly, I'm very sorry