I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

"Thank you for the blessing of the gods!"

Zhou Yi confirmed the speculation in his heart that he completely lost his goodwill towards the so-called gods.

The so-called spiritual practice, if it sounds good, it means herdsmen, and if it sounds ugly, it means cutting leeks.

If you give both kindness and power, you can get more offerings!

Zhou Yi stuffed another bank note and said in a low voice, "Master Huang, how old is the Earth God?"

"Presumptuous! How can you know such things as ordinary people?"

Master Huang scolded a few times, skillfully stuffed the silver note into his cuff, and said with a pious face: "The land **** has an extraordinary origin, but he was a scholar in the 12th year of Lu, who was praised by the late emperor, and he was appointed to the prefecture!"

Zhou Yi: "…"

Immortals and gods frequently manifest the mortal world, and when mortals know the origins of immortals, they lose their sincere awe.

For example, if you don't give money for drinking, it must not be the original intention of the land god.

Today, the Daheng Dynasty is in the 72nd year of Yuanding, and Emperor Chenglu is His Majesty's great-grandfather. It has been more than 460 years ago. In addition to the years before he was admitted to the jinshi, the earth **** is almost 500 years old.

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The earth **** condenses the golden elixir, and the foundation is still immortal.

"When his life is over, the poor man will inherit his mantle!"

Zhou Yi has practiced for 6,500 years, and his spirit, energy and spirit have reached the pinnacle of the golden elixir, and he has long since been unable to advance.

If you really want to break through the realm of Nascent Soul, a single thought can trigger forty-nine tribulations, but the success rate is only 50%.

Ordinary true monarchs have a 30% probability, and they are already ecstatic and give it a shot.

Zhou Yi is different, not ten percent will not survive the calamity.

"It's impossible to gamble with your life. It's impossible to gamble with your life in this life. You can only live peacefully by relying on the help of others. Listening to music in Goulan is like going home..."

The Dongsheng Shenzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm is at its peak, and the mountains and fields are building foundation pills. Only Yuan Ying can be called the overlord of the party, but it can only be prestige in the Daheng Dynasty.

Compared with the fallen Jiuzhou Immortal Cultivation World, there must be many mysterious exercises and medicinal pills to increase the probability of congealing infants.

According to the information currently understood, all the mountain and wild cultivators, ghosts and ghosts, all practice the divine way, either the main or the auxiliary, which is bound to be beneficial to breaking through the realm.

"Immortal Dao is 80%, Divine Dao makes up the remaining 20%!"

Zhou Yi got the news he wanted, said goodbye to Master Huang, and returned to the tavern to wait for the **** of the earth to take action to rescue the disaster.

really.

a few days later.

The land **** asked the people of Linyang County to dream, saying that he had received the news of the locust plague, and he would definitely kill the chaotic locust god!

The Locust God, one of the evil gods of the mountains and wilds, is notorious among the people.

Its body does not necessarily have to be a locust into a demon. Any demon or monster can call itself a locust god, and use the technique of expelling insects to turn into a plague of locusts, destroying fields and destroying the land, and threatening the people to offer incense and belief before giving up.

The earth is the righteous god, and the locust **** is the evil god!

Zhou Yi, as the money and trustworthiness of the Earth Temple, naturally received a dream, and opened his eyes after the Shinto magic technique dissipated.

"If there were no evil gods in the world, who would worship the righteous gods?"

Immediately, he pinched the tactic, and a flash of spiritual light fell on the ground, turning into a three-inch villain and flying towards the Temple of the Earth.

…

Xu Liang Township.

The locusts covered the sky and covered the sun, as if large groups of dark clouds were flying in the fields.

People in the countryside waved torches and burned thick smoke, trying to drive away the locusts, crying loudly and grabbing the ground, but to no avail.

Seeing that the locusts devoured the fields, I was in despair.

A solemn and solemn voice came from the sky: "I am the land of Linyang County, I have to hear the locust gods making troubles, and I came here to subdue the demons and subdue the demons!"

talking room.

A gust of wind suddenly blew from the southeast, as sharp as a knife, and the locusts were broken in two wherever they passed.

"saved!"

"The plague of locusts is over!"

"This is the magic of the gods!"

"Kneel and thank the Earth God, kneel and thank the Earth God..."

Excited and cheered, countless people fell to the ground directly, thanking the God of Earth for the blessing.

However, seeing that the crops in the fields were completely destroyed, this year's grain harvest must be miserable, and even the government grain tax could not be paid. Thinking of buying the land, selling the land, selling the sons and daughters, I couldn't help crying.

The voice of the **** of the earth was like thunder: "Don't weep and cry, Your Majesty has already learned about the disaster, and you will be given food in a few days."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Long Live Your Majesty, Long Live Long Live..."

The people were so grateful when they heard this, they only felt that Emperor Yuan Ding loved the people like a son, and was the best emperor in the world.

The Earth God nodded in satisfaction, and flew towards the southwest with the escape light.

Several mountain peaks near Xuliang Township have no names and no surnames. A few years ago, he had a leprosy and dysentery head, claiming to be the guardian of the locust god.

Build a locust temple to store incense beliefs.

The gods in the temple are ferocious and terrifying, half human and half worm, people dare to worship incense, go up the mountain to chop firewood and hunt them far away.

A ray of light descended and turned into an old man in brocade clothes and Chinese clothes, who was the land **** of Lin Yang.

Stepping into the Locust Temple, it looks very dilapidated because it is not repaired on weekdays, and there are cobwebs in the corners of the eaves.

Seeing the statue of the locust god, the earth **** flashed disgust in his eyes, looked at the offering table filled with incense, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Please also ask Master Hong Luo to show up."

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha's horn came out from the locust statue, and then the black air drifted away and fell on the ground to condense into a leprosy head.

"Jushi Zhao is pressing hard."

The top of Hong Luo's head is covered with leprosy and dysentery scars, and yellow pus is constantly flowing outward. He is dressed in a yellow-green monk's robe, messy and dirty like a beggar.

The Earth God cupped his hands to the north and said, "I hope the Master will forgive me, this God is also a last resort, and the top is just as tight."

"Humph!"

Hong Luo's eyes flickered fiercely, he hesitated for a long time and finally did not make a move, fumbled for a moment from his cuff and took out a jade bottle, waved his hand and threw it over.

The Earth God opened the jade bottle, and there were hundreds of round, shiny beads inside, and frowned.

"Why are there only these?"

"It's no wonder the poor monk. Last year, Jushi Zhao and Long Jun caused a severe drought, and there was another plague of locusts every other year."

Hong Luo sneered and said: "The more people harvest, the less the incense will naturally be!"

The Earth God didn't care about the ridicule, and said, "Whether the incense is prosperous or weak, the number that the **** wants must be sufficient, and the missing part should be made up by the mage."

"Don't think about it!"

Hong Luo's eyes were round, and he opened his mouth to spit out a pitch-black bowl.

The yin wind suddenly rose, the devil cloud billowed, the bowl turned into the size of a house, and the hood turned towards the earth god.

The land **** seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and two bright yellow flying swords flew out of the cuffs, forming a yin and yang formation to surround the bowl.

The magic weapon collided, Yu Wei scattered, and the Locust Temple shattered immediately.

Bright yellow and pitch-black escaping light soared into the sky, lingering in the sky for a long time, and the roar was continuous, spreading out for dozens of miles away.

People in nearby villages and towns learned that the **** of earth and the **** of locusts were fighting each other, and they knelt down and prayed with incense to help the **** of earth kill the evil **** and restore peace to one side.

The fighting lasted a day and a night.

After all, Hong Luo's strength was a little weaker, and the lower half of his body was beheaded. He stared at the Earth God for a long time, and took out the jade bottle from the storage bag and threw it over.

"Cough cough cough! Poor monk remembered!"

"It should have been this way."

The land **** nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "If there is cooperation in the future, according to this ratio, the poor road will take 70%!"

Hong Luo Qi's facial features are distorted, infamy and karma are borne by themselves, and only 30% of the hard work comes and goes.

The Earth God said with relief: "Masters, don't be angry and resentful, most of these must be handed over to the top, and the gods will only get 10% or 20%, which is not as good as the number of masters."

Hong Luo snorted coldly and said, "Then why would it be better to have Zhao Jushi be the locust god?"

"Haha, this **** is not good at controlling insects."

The **** of the earth made a haha. The practice of Shinto is not like the free and easy way of immortality. He uses evil methods to cause disasters, and bears the curse of envy and hatred of thousands of people.

This is the reason why the dignified Jindan cultivator could not cure the leprosy and dysentery on his head and wash his robes.

"hypocritical!"

Hong Luo exerted his strength to condense his body, turned into a light, and fell into the deep mountain.

The Earth God hesitated for a moment, then shook his head slightly and did not chase after him. He was also in the Golden Core realm, and if he really forced Hong Luo too much, he might end up hurting both sides.

"Rather than beheading Hong Luo, let's work together to make a few disasters, and get more!"

Immediately, his figure dissipated, and he returned to the Land Temple in Linyang County, where he used incense to secretly cultivate.

A ray of spiritual light rose from the ground and turned into a three-footed person, with a dark contemplative look on his face, and finally flew towards the mountain.

After a while.

Hongluo Cave.

The entrance of the cave was set up to prohibit several formations. The technique was rough and full of loopholes. The villain twisted left and right to enter silently.

Go down the cave all the way, pass several stone gates, and enter the Hongluo Hall.

The leprosy head Tuo sits cross-legged on the white lotus throne, hands clasped together, and contains crystal **** in his mouth. Running the exercises attracts turbulent spiritual energy, which is poured into the body to quickly recover from the injury.

The villain is just a ray of mana, invisible and invisible, and can't fight.

After turning around the White Lotus Throne a few times, I found a few drops of pus and blood on the ground, rolled up and disappeared.

Hong Luo didn't know anything about this, and every time he thought of the land god, he couldn't help but burn with anger, his breath trembled, his mana reversed, and he almost seemed to go into a demon.

"An dare to deceive me, the poor monk will avenge this!"

At this moment.

A wisp of black air appeared out of thin air, following the aura of Hong Luo, and burrowed into his body.

"What the **** is this?"

Hong Luo looked horrified, and hurriedly used the secret technique of protecting his body. As a result, Black Qi ignored any defense and continued to consume his life essence.

A quarter of an hour later.

Hong Luo, who originally looked like a middle-aged man, was dying of breath, with sparse hair on his head as pale as snow, and his body was full of death.

"Zhao Ming, the poor monk will not let you go even if he is a ghost!"

Before he finished speaking, he sat and died on the spot.

…

There is a pub.

The guests are full of people, and it is very lively.

The shouts came one after another, and the three guys couldn't be busy.

The land **** killed the locust **** in Xuliang Township. He preached it through temple congratulations and storytellers. It has spread all over Linyang City. When the locust plague was over, the people came to the tavern to celebrate.

Words are indispensable, praise and reverence for the earth god.

Whoever dares to say nothing, not to mention the power of God is like a prison, the people will beat him to death!

Zhou Yi cracked the abacus and said to the guests with a smile.

"Three or four points of sincerity, with the blessing of the gods, the fraction will be spared."

"Boss Zhu is so arrogant. No wonder Master Huang often praises him. You are the most pious in Lin Yangcheng."

The guest hands over and settles the bill with satisfaction.

A foreigner from Zhouyi District came to Linyang County alone, and made a lot of money by relying on the secret recipe of brewing.

Of course, the incense money must not be offered.

Immortals do not need gold and silver, but temple blessings do!

A ray of aura escaped from the ground and merged into Zhou Yi's body.

"The black magic spell belongs to the inheritance of Jiuzhou. There is no way to crack this Dongsheng Shenzhou, but it is an extremely useful spell!"

Zhou Yi learned that Hong Luo died and disappeared, but his face did not change.

As for the relics of Hong Luo, it will take some time to wait.

The Jindan cultivator must have the inheritance of the master, and perhaps there are warning spells such as the soul lamp and the soul slip, and there will be investigations by the same family after death.

In case his teacher is the ancestor of Yuan Ying, or even God Transformation Tianjun, if he rushes into it, he will be thrown into the net.

The water in Dongsheng Shenzhou is too deep, everything needs to be cautious!

…

half year later.

Hongluo Cave.

The young thief looked confused, turned left and right into the cave, and soon saw the old corpse.

True Monarch's body is as strong as steel, and it will not rot for a hundred years after death.

The bandit fumbled for a moment on the corpse, stripped off a magic weapon, and set a fire in the hole.

out of the hole.

Stumble up to the top of the mountain, bury the magical item under the tree, and then fall off the cliff.

Another two years passed in the blink of an eye.

Linyang County has been plagued by many disasters. First, it rained for several days, and the water level of Yuntong River soared and burst its embankments.

The following year, the dragon turned over again, and the villages and towns near Wushan suffered heavy casualties.

The prestige of the land temple is prosperous, the incense is prosperous day and night, the festivals are constantly sacrificed, and the status of several temple blessings has risen, and the voice is a bit louder than that of the county deity.

this day.

A ray of light landed on the top of the mountain, and the divine sense swept over, and saw the corpse in the cave was smoked dark.

"Even though this monk has a teacher, he is still an unwilling disciple. He has been dead for two years without even collecting the body."

Zhou Yi waved and photographed the relics of Hong Luo, escaped thousands of miles away, found an unnamed cave, arranged the formation restrictions, and began to check them one by one.

A pitch-black bowl of magic weapon, and a number of magic weapons to protect the body and kill it, the power is too weak, and it is directly burned by spiritual fire.

The rest of the spirit stones and spirits were carefully checked for no tracking marks, and they were stored in the storage bag.

"Three-branch practice jade slips... The Buddhist esoteric practice "Da Hei Tian Jing" is like a Buddha and more like a demon, crooked and wicked, and its realm is classified as immortal."

"The Sutra of Plague Locusts is quite a mysterious technique to control insects."

"Incense Concentration Technique!"

Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, his consciousness quickly swept through the content, and he immediately understood why Hong Luo and the Earth God created the disaster.

He waved his hand to take a picture of the jade bottle from the sundries, opened it and saw more than a hundred crystal clear beads, and the inside was churning and misty.

"May Power Beads!"

Zhou Yi took out a bead and sensed the extremely rich scent of incense in it. According to the records of the incense condensing technique, this thing was condensed by a secret technique to condense the essence of incense.

The way to use the wishing beads is very simple, the unsealing method is used, and the pure incense wishing power is released. UU reading www.uukanshu. Coming into aura can speed up the practice of mana, refining into a magical weapon can increase the power, and incorporating a spiritual pill can improve the efficacy of the medicine...

It has infinite magical uses and can be called a catalyst for immortal cultivation!

"The foundation of Dongsheng Shenzhou is still immortal. The so-called divine way is just the method of condensing and refining the will."

Zhou Yi pondered for a long time, then turned into an escape light and left.

It is recorded in the incense condensing technique that when breaking through the realm, the power of incense can be used to greatly increase the success rate, and it is even better than the rare condensing elixir and condensing infant spirits.

"No wonder there are wild gods everywhere in Dongsheng Shenzhou!"

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"It's all here, let's have a fight and then go."

Lin Feng picked up the beer bottle and said lightly, "Why are you surnamed Zhao?"