I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Dongsheng Shenzhou!

Zhou Yi asked again and again, sure he heard correctly, and subconsciously turned around.

"There is Fuling Mountain in the front, and Dongsheng Shenzhou in the back. This place is really the boundary where gods and Buddhas are in the sky, and demons and gods are everywhere. Isn't this area of ​​Jindao here to die?"

No matter how dangerous Jiuzhou is, it is only the remains of the Golden Corpse Demon Lord and the Corpse Immortal.

The big deal is to shrink in the Kunlun cave, and wait for him for tens of thousands of years.

Zhou Yi came out to clean up the mess again, raised his grave, bullied his younger generation, relaxed and happy.

"Father, can there be immortals in this Dongsheng Shenzhou?"

The old man nodded and said, "Of course there are gods!"

Zhou Yi's heart became colder and he couldn't help asking: "Is there a Great Tang? The Great Sage Monkey King? Or the Heavenly Court and the Underworld?"

"This…"

The old man scratched his head: "I'm just a fisherman with short knowledge and I've never heard of this."

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Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief, Dongsheng Divine Continent was vast and vast, perhaps he had never heard of the Great Tang Sage or the like, or the time had not come, but the Heavenly Court and the Underworld should always be known to the world.

The consciousness swept over the old man, the mana was strong, and the middle was peaceful. It must be the authentic Xuanmen.

The Qi-refining stage is really not high, and in the ordinary world, he is also a first-class innate master, but he is only a fisherman, and his appearance and temperament do not look like a hermit who sees through the world!

Zhou Yi asked again: "The old man's magic power is mysterious, which immortal mountain is he practicing in?"

"Don't dare to hide it from the seniors, this method of refining qi was overheard."

The old man explained: "About ten years ago, when I was chopping wood in the mountains, I overheard the immortal preaching the scriptures.

Zhou Yi nodded slightly: "It's not a systematic method, and you practice on your own. In ten years, you will be in the late stage of qi refining, and you can call it a high-level talent. Why don't you go to the immortals to ask for longevity?"

"There is an old mother at home and a young grandson at home, how can you be willing?"

The old man mentioned his family with a smile on his face: "I often hear about immortal cultivation and longevity, but I have never seen it before. It is far better to serve my mother and make grandchildren happy than to be vain!"

"Indeed."

Zhou Yi saw more and asked for the sake of immortality.

Before he died, he felt remorse, and when he returned home to face his parents' grave, the stranger and alienated younger generation, he really ended up in vain.

"Could the old man know the origin of the immortals? Pindao wants to visit one or two."

"I cultivated mana, chopped firewood quickly, and fished a lot. Since I was a very good immortal, I went back to the place where I listened to the scriptures to worship."

The old man said: "I was lucky enough to meet the mountain patrol general, and then I learned that it was the Qiwu Mountain God who preached the scriptures. Since then, my family has burned incense morning and night to worship, and I dare not slack off."

"Qiwu Mountain God!"

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, but decided to investigate one or two. Without heaven and earth, the danger is greatly reduced.

"Thank you, old man."

After he finished speaking, he put away the awning boat, and the clouds under his feet flew into the air.

When the old man saw the method of soaring through the clouds and driving the fog, he did not have any envy, but suddenly a piece of jade slip fell into his hand from the sky.

I tried to detect the mana of the divine sense, and it recorded more than 20 kinds of basic techniques of the five elements.

The old man cultivated his mana diligently for many years, and has never had a spell inheritance, but he is very talented, and he can cast a spell called the Water Dragon Art in a moment of comprehension.

With a hand-pinch tactic, the sea surface snorted and raised a zhang-high water dragon, rolling dozens of fish into the boat.

"It's really easy to fish like this, but it's a lot less fun."

The old man stroked his long sleeves, put away the jade slip, and continued to sing loudly while rocking the oars.

"Everyone is good at beings..."

…

Paint Wushan.

The vegetation is sparse and there are many boulders.

It stretches for thousands of miles, and half of it penetrates into the East China Sea.

Zhou Yi pinched an invisibility tactic, and looking at it from a distance of dozens of miles, he could see a cave in the mountain.

Said to be a cave, more like a temple.

The winding stone steps lead directly from the foot of the mountain to the gate, and two welcome guests dressed in colorful feathers are greeting the devotees.

The front hall is dedicated to the statue of a bird head and a dragon body several feet high, surrounded by incense, solemn and solemn.

The apse was shrouded in clouds and mist, and it was hazy to see clearly.

Zhou Yi was about to use his spiritual powers to see through the prohibition of the formation, and sensed a tyrannical consciousness sweeping from the apse.

"What a strong demon, the mountain **** is the demon emperor!"

Thinking of this, two wings were born on his back, and he directly used the blood-burning escape method to escape.

half a month later.

In one breath, he escaped thousands of miles away, passing through dozens of mountains and rivers, and Zhou Yi saw many temples with strange shapes.

There are gods and demons in the temple statues, and their cultivation bases vary from building foundations.

"This place is probably just the same name, so it saves trouble and avoids escaping back to Jiuzhou. First spend a few years in the mortal world, understand Dongsheng Shenzhou, and then find the way of cultivation!"

Zhou Yi's mind was settled for a while, and after calculating a few hexagrams, there was no danger, so he slowed down his escape speed.

this day.

Passing through a small city, the word Lin Yang is written on the city gate.

After escaping, Zhou Yi turned into a young scribe, and he found the Goulan Chu Pavilion with familiarity.

"Fengyue place is welcome to send, the news is the most well-informed!"

a month later.

Zhou Yi had a general understanding of the local boundaries, Linyang County belonged to Qingyun House, and then upwards was the Daheng Dynasty.

"Heng Zhe, Jiu Ye!"

"The Daheng Dynasty has been established for more than 2,000 years. It has ruled thousands of miles and has been passed down for a long time. The reason is that the Li royal family is an extremely powerful family of cultivators!"

"Dongsheng Shenzhou is rich in spiritual energy, and the mortal world is comparable to Xiaodan Mountain and Zhengyangyuan, so that mortals are not unfamiliar with cultivating immortals."

"This is really a continent where the Immortal Dao is prosperous!"

Night falls.

Zhou Yi pushed aside his jade arm and stood in front of the window overlooking.

In the east of Linyang County, there is the Temple of Earth, which is in charge of the earth's atmosphere for hundreds of miles and is worshipped by the people in the county.

A few days ago, I saw the Earth God in Manchun Tower. His aura was about the first time he entered Jindan, and his mana was mottled and not authentic. Even if he met face to face, he did not recognize Zhou Yi's identity.

In addition to the land god, there are two other gods in Linyang County, Yuntong Hebo and Wushan Mountain God.

Most of the people in Linyang County believe in these three immortals, not just one of them, but who they worship when they lack.

The farmland reduced production to worship the land, and the drought and no rain sacrificed He Bo, a proper pragmatist.

"There really is a divine way!"

"The foundation of the earth **** is the immortal cultivation technique, with a strong scent of incense on his body. Obviously, he has practiced the secret technique of the gods. A pure cultivator will not delay Shouyuan's management of the land."

"Let's look at it for a while, three thousand years have passed in the sea, not less than the past few years!"

Zhou Yi still had concerns about the words Dongsheng Shenzhou in his heart, and he did not dare to provoke people from the Immortal Dao easily.

Most of the Xiuxian asked have the inheritance of the master, and it is easy to beat the young to the old. Once the karmic entanglement is opened, unless they are completely killed, it will not end easily.

Now there happens to be a low-level land **** who can be observed secretly.

This land has protected Lin Yang for three hundred years, and his lifespan has been exhausted. He can wait for his death to disappear, and he can safely pick up the inheritance of the divine way.

half a month later.

Zhou Yi bought a two-entry courtyard in the west of the county seat, and set up a shop nearby.

There is a pub.

After thousands of years, hundreds of millions of miles away, it opened again.

Zhou Yi heard from the girls that the God of Earth has the power to subdue demons and subdue demons, monitor the locality, and work with the county government to maintain the tranquility of the city.

If you really want to be a prostitute, lingering on the hook bar with nothing to do, maybe your cultivation base will be exposed by the attention of the land.

Running a tavern is easy.

Lihuabai soon spread a good reputation and became a special offering of many restaurants, and the taverns made gold every day.

The sacred text of the land is famous and praised after tasting it.

"This wine has a mysterious brewing method, and the fragrance of flowers and wine is ingeniously combined, which is quite suitable for the appetite of the old man, not bad!"

"Old people come often."

Zhou Yi smiled and cupped his hands, the land manifested as a white-haired old man wearing luxurious clothes, and he didn't know if it was his true appearance or a change.

a few days later.

Miaozhu came to the tavern, and everyone he met bowed and saluted.

The land **** is the only two immortals in Linyang County, and the temple blessing is equivalent to the spokesperson, whose status is not weaker than that of the county magistrate.

"This wine is good. It is sent to ten altars in the temple every day."

Miaozhu gave an order, as for the money, of course there was no money.

It is an honor for the gods to drink your wine, and they should offer incense to thank you. Do you really dare to negotiate the price, and are you not afraid of being robbed by a strongman after losing the blessing of the gods?

"It will be delivered tomorrow."

Zhou Yi looked honored and had a reason to investigate the Temple of the Earth.

…

Twenty years.

Passed by.

Ordinary people have experienced a generation, but in Zhou Yi's eyes, it is just a snap of his fingers.

After 20 years of observation and study, Zhou Yi has completely become a commoner of the Daheng Dynasty, and his speech, manners and accent customs are generally the same.

years ago.

Zhou Yi finally entered the Yellow Book of Linyang County under the pseudonym Zhu Gang.

Daheng implements the household registration system, which strictly manages the people under its rule, and it is very troublesome to add, delete, delete, and modify.

Zhou Yi wanted to cast his spells at will and enter his name into the Yellow Book. No one should be alarmed. No matter how he checked it, it was true.

Later, he had a drink with the county magistrate's official grandson and learned that things were not so simple. The Qingyun Mansion above Linyang County had a city god, who was in charge of the yin and yang list of life and death.

"In charge of the reincarnation of life and death, I'm afraid this magical power is not the underworld?"

When Zhou Yi first heard about this, he almost ran away in fright. The appearance of a person who was not in the book of life and death would surely attract the attention of the Chenghuang.

After asking Sun Dianli carefully, we learned that the Yin-Yang Directory originated from the imperial court's Yellow Book.

One yin and one yang, check each other, easy to control the movement of the people under the rule, not like the legendary life and death book, you can really check the life and death of people through their lives.

Sun Dianli said as if he was drunk but not drunk: "This yellow book is not easy to enter, it is very troublesome."

"Is one thousand taels enough?"

"Manager Zhu and the business is booming!"

"Miss Xiaoxiao has come to Manchun Tower. It is said that she used to be the oiran in the capital. Is your grandchildren free today?"

"Very empty!"

Sun Dianli and Zhou Yi looked at each other and smiled, each had something to gain.

After obtaining the Yellow Book of Household Registration, Zhou Yi keenly sensed the fluctuations of the mysterious aura, which was not like magic and had a faint smell of incense.

"This is the power of incense fire? It's totally different from the Immortal Dao system!"

"The City God Yin Division manages the people through the Yellow Book, and maybe there are Shinto techniques, which can remotely monitor birth, old age, sickness and death. But most of the time, the City God has no right to manage the people, and the court yamen is in charge!"

"Only when the deceased is unwilling to reincarnate, turning into a ghost to stay in the mortal world, or even transforming into a vicious ghost, can the City God send the emissary to hunt him down."

Zhou Yi did not cast spells to remove the scent of incense, nor cast spells to seal, just like normal mortals eating and sleeping.

twenty years.

The income is not only the yellow book, but also has a clearer understanding of the Daheng Dynasty.

Originally thought that the immortal way was prosperous and everyone was like a dragon, now it seems that wild gods are rampant, evil sacrifices and prostitution are spread all over the mountains and waters, and the people are obtained by various means to practice the gods.

The Daheng Dynasty's control over the place was limited to the state capital and county.

The rest of the mountain gods, Hebo, are not orthodox gods, or mountain spirits, ghosts, or monks, and they claim to be gods when they occupy a place.

last year.

Linyang County is dry and rainless.

The people of Yuntong River and Berto dreamed that they had to sacrifice virgins and girls before the rain fell.

The land **** brought the imperial decree and entered the Yuntong River to discuss with him.

After that, there was no rain for three consecutive months, and no grains were harvested.

Zhou Yi wanted to take this opportunity to reveal his supernatural powers, cut He Bo under the sword, searched for his soul and seized the divine position, but after asking Miaozhu, he put out his mind.

Yuntong Hebo has a deep background, his father is Daze Longjun, Yuanying Demon Emperor.

"Another Dragon Emperor? Pindao seems to have a deep connection with the Dragon Clan!"

Zhou Yi made a note in his heart that he had a good impression of Linyang's land, thinking that he would not hesitate to offend the Dragon King and fight against the Dragon King for the sake of the people's rain.

result.

It's summer this year.

A large locust plague passed through Linyang, and there was no harvest for another year.

Years of disasters, refugees everywhere.

Zhou Yi stood at the entrance of the tavern, looking at the victims who were lying on the street, with more air in and out less.

"A group of locusts can be wiped out by the Jindan cultivator with a wave of his hand, why don't you care?"

Feeling puzzled, he summoned a man to fill up twenty jars of wine and drove the carriage to the Temple of the Earth.

East of the city.

Earth Temple.

The radius is no more than ten feet, and there are two entrances.

It looks a bit run down, but the incense is strong, and the worshipers are lined up two streets.

Zhou Yi drove the carriage to the back door and greeted the Miaozhu who was in charge of purchasing.

"Master Huang, this batch of wine tastes excellent, and I will send you ten more jars."

"Not bad, the land **** will bless you."

When Master Huang heard the words, he immediately smiled, and the extra wine could be brought to his own home.

Zhou Yi unloaded the wine jar and said in a low voice, "Master Huang, I want to ask for an amulet, a spiritual amulet drawn by the gods himself."

"Um?"

Master Huang raised his brows, suddenly there was a silver note in his hand, and said with a relaxed expression, "Could it be that Jushi Zhu has recruited evil spirits?"

Ninety-nine percent of the talismans issued by the Temple of the Earth for believers are useless yellow paper, and very few are attached with subtle incense magic power, which can be worn for a long time to refresh the mind.

The latter talisman requires piety to worship, and there is no specific explanation as to how it is considered piety.

Generally calculated according to the incense money!

The number of the talismans mentioned by Zhou Yi is even rarer, and requires the earth gods to consume divine power to draw them. After wearing them, they can strengthen the body and prevent all evils from invading ~www.readwn.com~ These mysterious talismans are only given to those who are destined!

Zhou Yi said with a worried face: "There are too many refugees in this city. In case of attacking the wine shop, the consequences will be unimaginable, so let's think that there are gods to protect our hearts."

"So it is."

Master Huang put the silver note into his cuff, but he did not agree to the talisman, said.

"Don't worry about the refugees, the locust plague will soon pass, and the court's food has been delivered to the county government, and it will be clean in a few days."

Zhou Yi asked in surprise, "Could it be that the gods came to save the people?"

"That's natural."

Master Huang looked proud and stroked his three-inch beard.

"These common people say they believe in gods every day, and they don't see worship on weekdays. Look at this disaster, how many miles of incense people are going out..."