I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Zhangshan.

Daheng faces the extreme east and is named after camphor trees.

The mountain **** is a thousand-year-old tree demon. Its body grows on the mountainside. Dozens of people hug the thick giant tree, and it is worshipped by mountain people from generation to generation.

After giving birth to Lingzhi, he was born close to the human race, and because of his long life span, he rarely used spells to harvest incense.

this day.

The tree demon went down the mountain to satisfy the prayers of the believers, and directed Zhang San to go under a tree on the mountain to dig out the gold and silver buried by the bandits.

He also gave a spiritual fruit to cure Li Si's father's serious illness.

This is the daily life of a normal god, plain and trivial, but it is also accumulating merit bit by bit.

"Count the days, the ganoderma lucidum on the top of the mountain is about to mature, go and see, don't let the wild monsters swallow it."

The tree demon was walking in the forest, the rocks flattened on its own, and the thorns took the initiative to give way. Seeing that they were about to reach the top of the mountain, a transparent barrier of invisible material suddenly blocked the front.

"Is this a formation ban?"

Trying to reach out and touch it, ripples appear in the void, and the scenery of the mountains and forests in front of it is twisted and changed.

"What a brilliant illusion, the mountain **** lives on the mountainside, and he didn't even notice it!"

The tree demon's brows are slightly wrinkled, and the formation skills are so extraordinary, the anger in his heart can't help dissipate, and he is thinking about how to visit the new neighbors, when Mu Ran senses the coming of terrifying pressure.

Boom!

The thunder exploded, and the blue sky turned into dark clouds in the blink of an eye.

The endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth swarmed, and it was so thick that it turned into fog and rain, blending into the dark clouds, and the thunder became more and more deafening.

"Heavenly Tribulation?"

The tree demon once survived the small forty-nine tribulations, and the dark clouds were only a hundred miles in diameter, more than a hundred times smaller than what they saw now.

"There are cultivators in Zhangshan to cross the calamity and congeal the baby!"

Thinking of this, the tree demon looked envious, and immediately flew down the mountain with the escape light.

On the way, I saw mountain people who were hunting and chopping firewood, and they waved their hands to avoid being affected by the thunder.

The only light is the roar of thunder and lightning.

"How does this guy survive the tribulation in the wild?"

The tree demon has seen and heard of the ancestors of Nascent Soul, all of them are in the cave that has been operating for hundreds of years, lest they will be wiped out by the thunder of the sky.

The robbery cloud condensed for about an hour.

The sky has become a sea of ​​thunder, with hundreds of thousands of zhang thunder dragons roaming through the clouds, and the power contained in each of them is not weaker than the Nascent Soul magic.

At this time.

A few more escaped lights flew from afar.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, do you know which senior was the one who transcended the calamity?"

Forty-nine calamities, no one out of ten successfully survived. Even so, it is not wrong to be called a senior first.

The tree demon recognizes the person, and the land in Tianxiang County nearby has a flash of disgust in his eyes. Due to his identity as a **** in the court, he has to respond: "I don't recognize it either, it should be a foreign senior."

Tianxiang Land's mind changed, guessing how credible this statement is.

The other mountain gods, Hebo, had a rather indifferent relationship with the tree demon, and they were directly talking in the distance through voice transmission.

Immortals such as tree demons who do not harvest incense are a minority in the Daheng Dynasty and even Dongsheng Shenzhou, and are excluded from the circle by most mountain gods and Hebo.

When everyone spoke, Lei Jie had already fallen.

The first layer is hundreds of Thunder Dragons, the roaring sound spread out for hundreds of miles, and it slammed on the top of the mountain.

hum!

The overlapping formations are forbidden to manifest, and the yin and yang five elements are colorful, and it is impossible to count how many layers there are with eyesight alone.

"This is not like a hasty formation. This **** goes to Chiming Mansion to perform his duties, and there are not so many formations in the Temple of the City God!"

Tianxiang Land glanced at the tree demon and thought that the person who crossed the robbery must be related to it, but wait for the result of the thunder tribulation first, and there are ways to deal with success or failure.

The tree demon did not explain, watching the thunder bombing formations, no matter how many layers were broken, there were new formations on top.

The thunder tribulation that the cultivator talked about changed with ease, and he passed through several heavy tribulations with ease.

As the power of the thunder tribulation continued to grow stronger, the tree demon and others could no longer bear the pressure, so they had to fall on the ground and watch.

After half a day.

The ninth thunder calamity fell, and the entire mountain top was shrouded in thunder, like an endless sea of ​​thunder, repeatedly scouring the prohibition of the formation, which was quite unbroken.

"open!"

A clear voice came from the formation.

Immediately, thousands of tens of thousands of sword lights shot up into the sky, smashing in the middle of the robbery cloud, and the thunder tribulation that was already at the end of the arrow shattered.

The robbery cloud dissipated, and the sky descended with fairy light.

"Can you survive the calamity like this?"

The tree demon exclaimed, and then looked back, Tianxiang land and other gods and wild gods have slipped away.

…

mountain top.

The formation is in the middle.

Zhou Yi sat cross-legged, eyes closed.

The thunder tribulation has passed, followed by the inner demon calamity, and the Nascent Soul is formed by the fusion of divine soul mana.

When the infant is condensed, it is accompanied by inner demons, and it is also the disaster that cultivators die the most. In the face of the pervasive inner demons that originate from the heart, even if the heart is like iron, it will not help.

Zhou Yi took out the Infant Condensation Spirit and swallowed three kinds in a row.

It is a rare treasure of pure spirit and soul, and it is a rare treasure to resist external evils. It is a blessing for ordinary monks to obtain one of them.

Then, tens of thousands of wish-power beads were scattered, ding ding dong dong scattered around, and the incense concentration technique was used to unblock the seal.

Mu Ran, the scene in front of him changed.

Deafening music, flashing dazzling laser lights.

Zhou Yi's eyes were confused, he rubbed his temples to relieve the headache, looked at the girl in his arms, and tried to ask.

"Are you Xuan Xuan?"

"Oh, I hate it, it's Yingying!"

The girl's whining voice made Zhou Yi very uncomfortable. He looked up and saw faces that were both familiar and unfamiliar.

Suddenly realized that it was at the project celebration party!

At this time, Xiao Li from the project team came over to make a toast. Generally speaking, the leader did what I wanted. Zhou Yi took a sip, only to feel that the taste was extremely inferior, and he almost vomited.

"Is this wine too bad?"

Zhou Yi glanced at the wine bottle, it seemed to be his favorite brand, why did it suddenly feel particularly unpleasant to drink.

The celebration will continue.

After singing the song and drinking the wine, she went to bed with Xuanxuan, Yingying or Lulu in her arms.

Early the next morning.

After getting up, Zhou Yi habitually went to work, held meetings, and worked overtime. When he got home from work, he was too tired to move. He lay in bed and played mobile games.

Simulate immortality.

After half a year of playing to the full level, after passing through the Nine Heavens Tribulation, you can choose Dao Fruit.

Game popup!

Recharge 648 to choose more Dao Fruits, the character attributes are stronger, the map is easy to brush, and the BOSS is free to fight!

If you don't recharge, there is only one option, the longevity fruit, without any additional attributes, similar to having a golden title.

"648, not a lot."

Zhou Yi pointed out the introduction of other Daoguo, the Thunder Daoguo's lightning attack doubled, the Incense Daoguo greatly increased the blood volume, the Nirvana Daoguo was resurrected in place, and the Nether Daoguo controlled the mobs corpses...

There are all kinds of things, and they all remind you that you can become stronger by charging money!

"Longevity Dao Fruit!"

Zhou Yi looked at the zero recharge reward, muttered to himself, and closed the recharge page after a long time.

Since then.

Zhou Yi became one of those who enjoyed the good fortune. He worked hard, made progress, and won all his colleagues. Then the company went bankrupt in the economic downturn and embarked on the road of flexible employment.

"Sure enough, people can't get rich without windfall."

Zhou Yi sighed helplessly, then bought a lottery ticket and received tens of millions in prize money.

Since I got money, suddenly there are many good people in the world, and life is very beautiful.

I found a low-paying, but very leisurely job, followed my parents' wishes, got married and had children.

Twenty years have passed in a trance.

His son was very successful and was admitted to a prestigious school. After graduation, he was successfully admitted to the public examination. He became a jailer under the guidance of Zhou Yi.

The life of ordinary people is very dull, and there are so many living beings, none of them can leave a trace in history, and most of them are struggling for a meaningful or meaningless future.

until ancient times.

Zhou Yi, who had been lying flat for a lifetime, suddenly got up and started to write a book, and serialized "The Biography of Sanying" on a certain Internet.

The writing is mysterious and the rhetoric is gorgeous.

Attracted the popular pursuit, can be described as a book fame.

"Don't forget your original intention!"

Zhou Yi wrote several books in a row and became a well-known great writer, especially the tens of millions of pages "Jiuzhou Xiu Xianjie", which is written as if the real world of immortality exists.

And becoming famous in his later years made Zhou Yi more inspirational.

Ninety-nine years old.

Lunar New Year's eve.

reunion dinner.

Zhou Yi, whose beard and hair were all white, sat on the top of the head, looked at the twenty relatives left and right, stroked his long beard and recited the sermon.

"Fathers are kind and sons are filial, brothers and sisters are respectful... A gentleman drinks wine, and his joy is endless!"

With tears in his eyes and thoughts, he picked up the wine glass and didn't drink it, but sprinkled it in front of him.

"Food!"

The wine fell to the ground and suddenly turned into an immeasurable sword light, smashing the descendants, the dining table, the house, and even the entire world into pieces.

The world changes.

Zhou Yi looked at the familiar spirit formation in front of him, touched his face, and was already in tears.

"This magical realm really comes from the heart. I actually know that Pindao doesn't care about everything in Jiuzhou, and directly motivates the past. Even if I know it's an illusion, I can't help but indulge for a long time!"

Decades of fantasy, the world in an instant.

Zhou Yi thought about it, and saw a three-inch-sized baby emerge from his forehead and stand in the sky.

Babies are white and tender like mercury, with round limbs without hands and feet, and simple outlines of facial features, which are three or four similar to Zhou Yi.

"After condensing the Nascent Soul, you must continue to cultivate and refine it until the appearance is the same as the deity, as if a living person is the Dacheng realm!"

"Gene Era"

Nascent Soul is a mana condensed soul, after leaving the body, the eyes are closed, and there is no mana vitality.

After a while.

Nascent Soul drilled back into his body, Zhou Yi opened his eyes, and couldn't help showing a look of joy.

"Daojun Yuanying, you can start a sect and set up a faction to occupy one side and claim to be the ancestor! Even if the immortal way is prosperous in Dongsheng Shenzhou, Yuanying monks are not common, they belong to the backbone!"

Zhou Yi opened his mouth to spit out several treasures, and used his mana to re-enchant.

The mana in the Nascent Soul Stage is ten times more powerful than the Golden Core. Regardless of quantity or quality, the control will be smoother after re-sacrifice.

Jindan cultivator is unable to use Lingbao after all, and now he can exert 100% of the power by using the lightsaber, Taiqing Talisman, etc.

Zhou Yi sits on the inheritance of the Jiuzhou Immortal Cultivation World, and has long been familiar with the cultivation of the Nascent Soul. No matter the cultivation method or the orifice, he does not need anyone's guidance.

"The major is still Taixuanjing, which directly points to the orthodox Xuanmen of the transformation of the gods. No matter where you go, people will not be regarded as evil demons."

"The body-refining exercises have been transferred to the inheritance of the Dan Dingzong, refining the furnace scriptures, and using many spiritual fires to exercise the physical body, directing that the diamond is not damaged, and water and fire are not invading. It is just that the magic fire fan is in hand, and there is no shortage of body-refining spiritual fire, and it is more effective!"

"The method of refining the gods, the Nirvana Sutra still has a follow-up, but the Nascent Soul Buddha will condense the relic..."

Zhou Yi pondered for a long time, and temporarily stopped the practice of Nirvana Sutra.

If you don't condense the relics, the many supernatural powers and techniques in the Nirvana Sutra will not be able to exert even 50% of their power, and they are not as good as other sects' spiritual refining techniques.

"As the realm improves, the difference between Buddhism and Taoism becomes bigger and bigger. Taoist spirit, spirit and flesh are combined into a person who returns to immortality, and Buddhism spirit and relics are transformed into Arhats!"

"It's a lot harder to think about cultivating Buddhism and Taoism at the same time!"

The two religions, Buddhism and Taoism, do not look at each other most of the time, and the consequence of stepping on two boats is to capsize.

Zhou Yi claimed to be a descendant of Daoist ancestors, so he would not abandon Daoism and become Buddha just for a piece of spiritual practice. Daoism also has top-notch ideas.

a month later.

Many treasures have been sacrificed, and it is difficult to complete the conversion of the exercises in a short time.

Zhou Yi waved the formation restriction into his cuff, turned it into a light and flew east, and in a moment he left the border of Daheng.

The tree demon waited for a long time, and after seeing the senior leaving the customs, he hesitated and did not dare to speak out.

The world of immortal cultivation is strictly hierarchical, and one sentence makes the seniors unhappy, and if they kill them, they can only admit that they are unlucky!

the next day.

Zhou Yi spared a large circle outside the country, returned to the Daheng Dynasty from the north, and returned to Wushan in the evening.

Flying over the temple, I found that the statues in the temple had changed, from a Taoist priest with a sword and a talisman to a literati with a feather fan and a towel.

"Pindao hasn't returned for two months, and someone has occupied his old nest!"

Zhou Yi flew to the core mountain temple and sensed the unfamiliar monk's aura, as well as the ginseng doll hiding underground.

"I've lived for thousands of years, and my courage has not grown at all!"

The mountain temple has changed its owner, and its aura is probably around the middle stage of Jindan.

Zhou Yi subconsciously urged the Taiqing Talisman to cover up his body and breath, and planned to attack and kill people in the future.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate! The poor Dao is already Nascent Soul, and one finger can crush the golden core, why should he be timid?"

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi withdrew the concealment technique, and the majestic mana breath enveloped the mountain temple, shouting loudly.

"Where is the mountain hair god, who dares to occupy the seat of the gods!"

The sound entered the thunder, shaking the mountains, Yuanying Daojun already has the power to move the mountains to take the mountains and destroy Baili.

A ray of light flew out from the mountain temple, and the middle-aged scribe turned pale and bowed to Zhou Yi again and again.

"Junior doesn't know that this place has an owner, so he rushes to occupy it, and asks the senior to forgive me. I'm willing to serve the canine and horse under my command..."

The scribe was trembling with fear, searching his stomach for reasons, trying to find a chance to survive.

Zhou Yi asked, "Where do you come from? Do you have a background?"

"Junior and..."

The scribe wanted to make it up, but suddenly he was in a trance, and he said the truth: "This junior was originally a scholar who fell off the list. He accidentally got a book of practice exercises, and has been practicing in Kyoto, without any background."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly~www.readwn.com~ and continued to use the technique of confusing the gods.

"Why did you leave the capital and occupy the seat of God?"

"The younger generation is on duty in the Ministry of Households. During the period of His Majesty's imperial inspection, the investigation and investigation department learned about the corruption of ink, so he could only give up his official position and escape..."

When the scribe said this, his voice became intermittent, until his face was twisted and his soul returned to clarity.

"It turned out to be a corrupt official, a fugitive!"

With a smile on his face, Zhou Yi did not see any tricks. He waved his hand and dropped dozens of thunders, covering the scribes.

boom!

The scribe didn't even let out a scream, and his body was ashes, leaving only half of his remnant soul floating in the air.

Zhou Yi had captured the remnant souls and collected them into his cuffs.

"Pin Dao Zheng worry has no reason, how to contact the court, this will be delivered to the door!"