I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Kyoto.

It was noon.

The monks in the city suddenly felt a sense, and saw five-colored auspicious clouds across the sky.

They cast their spiritual eye spells to look far, and only then did they see that there was a Taoist man riding an ox.

The cow looked like an ordinary farmer's scalper, but it was a hundred miles away, and it came to the outside of the capital in an instant. After circling twice, it fell into a cave in the east of the city.

"The aura is comparable to that of the God-turning Heavenly Monarch, why are you showing off like this?"

Ordinary monks secretly despised, but did not dare to say a word, Tianjun has good ears and eyesight, and directly rewarded a Tianlei when he encountered a small mind.

Some people with advanced cultivation realities saw the appearance of the bull-riding Daoist and quickly communicated with the sect and fellow Daoists.

The court officials who had been waiting for a long time, after confirming the identity of the Taoist, flew into the palace with the light of escape.

Qinzheng Hall.

A flash of light fell, turned into an old man in purple robe official uniform, and bowed to the emperor Dingdi.

"Meet Your Majesty!"

Dongsheng Shenzhou has been spread all over, Yuan Ding Emperor is the first Emperor of Heaven, and he should be able to change his name to Emperor of Heaven. However, at times like this, one must be cautious, so as not to displease the ancestors of Nuo Township.

"Teachers do not need village rituals"

Emperor Yuan Ding's face was kind, he waved his hand and cast a spell to hold up the old man, and said, "But the first disciple of the three sects came to Beijing?"

Xi Yunzi, who was ranked as the Grand Master, sensed the deep and deep mana, with a look of surprise on his face. A few days ago, His Majesty, who was Nascent Soul, was successfully promoted to God Transformation!

"Master, don't be surprised."

Emperor Yuanding guessed the old man's thoughts and explained with a smile: "The art of consecrating gods with incense can still help the ancestors break through and return to the void. Since I want to lead the group of gods, only the realm of Yuanying is a little weak."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

Xi Yunzi bowed and saluted again. At this time, he was a little more sincere. He was originally the ancestor of the small sect. After learning the news of the heavenly court, he immediately chose to join Emperor Yuan Ding as a first-rank official. It is a pity that the great sects have already held the positions of real power, and Emperor Yuan Ding did not dare to act rashly, so he had to be a noble and vain post.

"Your Majesty expected it well."

Xi Yunzi has been at the peak of the gods for thousands of years, and the incense conferring gods is his last chance, and said, "It's just that the one who came here is not alone, riding a ox demon god, his breath is mysterious and extraordinary!"

"The masters always say that mysterious demon gods must not be ordinary."

Emperor Yuan Ding pondered for a moment and said, "So it seems that the man who is highly valued by the ancient ancestors of the immortals, the official position that was originally canonized needs to be upgraded by another level."

"Your Majesty, I will seal it as high as I suggest!"

Xi Yunzi said: "Rewards and real power are also given to the highest level. As long as you can win over this person, you will have the support of the three religions. With this help, the position of Heavenly Emperor will be unshakable."

"Just as the Master said."

Emperor Yuan Ding nodded slightly: "To make him prime minister, to add the title of national division, to supervise hundreds of officials, first beheaded and then slapped, and it is necessary to trouble the Taishi to announce the decree in person."

"Your Majesty is wise."

Xi Yunzi breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Emperor Yuan Ding had obtained the promise of the Emperor of Heaven. Generate pride.

At present, the Heavenly Court has not yet been built, and the chief disciples of the Three Sects can be compared to the illusory Heavenly Emperor.

Got the purpose.

A cloud formed under Xi Yunzi's feet, flew out of the palace, and landed outside a cave in the east of the city, "Immortal Cave?"

Looking at the plaque in the cave, Xi Yunzi stroked his long beard lightly, as he was rumored to be lustful and lustful, and said aloud.

"Xi Yunzi, Grand Master of Pindao Daheng, must know that your friend is coming to Beijing, and you are hereby ordered to announce your decree."

The aura of the Dongfu formation shone, revealing an entrance.

Xi Yunzi walked into it and saw the ox lying in the yard, leading Wei Wei to say hello.

Entering the main room and seeing Zhou Yi who was drinking tea, he cupped his hands and said, "I've heard the name of the first disciple of the three sects for a long time, and I finally see it today!"

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "You shouldn't praise it like this. This is a spirit tea picked by Uncle Tea for five thousand years. I would like to ask the master to taste it."

"Five thousand years of spirit tea!"

Xi Yunzi's eyes were filled with joy. He liked to drink tea, but it took a lot of effort to get a three-thousand-year-old tea branch from the ancient ancestor of Renxian. The spiritual tea picked after planting was already the best.

Ignoring the reading of the imperial decree, he immediately sat across from him and admired Zhou Yi's natural way of brewing tea.

"The poor Daoist has drank tea for fifteen hundred years, and today I know that it is just a few layers of realm worse than that of fellow Daoists!"

"Teacher is wrong."

Zhou Yi poured tea for Xi Yunzi himself, and said, "Today, the Grand Master came to the door, I'm afraid that His Majesty wants to reward the poor Daoist?"

"You are right. Your Majesty is grateful for the achievements of your fellow Daoist in conferring the gods, pardoning him as prime minister, and bestowing the position of national teacher."

Xi Yunzi took a sip of the spirit tea and praised again and again: "This kind of spirit tea can be smelled several times in the world!"

Zhou Yi had a strange look on his face. After Daheng Taizu established the country, he did not set up a prime minister like other dynasties, and Emperor Yuan Ding was able to violate the ancestral system, which is enough to show that he has the heart to win.

He took out a jade box from the cuff and opened it to reveal a tea cake weighing a pound, he said.

"Since the master liked this tea, he took it and drank it. The poor Taoist doesn't know how to taste it, and it tastes like a cow chewing peony!"

"so much?"

Xi Yunzi looked at the tea cake and said enviously, "Fellow Daoist must have found five thousand years of tea trees, otherwise, every piece of this spiritual tea is worth cherishing!"

Spirit tea is not like ordinary tea leaves, one piece can brew several pots, and it is also calculated by the piece when it is sold.

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, admitting that he had five thousand years of tea trees.

Thousands of years ago, a dozen or so plants were planted in Kunlun Cave. They were only used as decorations at the entrance of Taoist temples. After a long time, they turned out to be invaluable spiritual things.

Xi Yunzi put the tea cake into his cuff and said, "As long as the Taoist friend promises to support His Majesty, in the future, he will take advantage of the heaven to help the Taoist friend to consecrate the gods and become the next heavenly emperor!"

"Pindao is not interested in being an official."

Zhou Yi shook his head and refused, and said, "You can support Your Majesty, as long as you return to the Void Spirit!"

"..."

The corners of Xi Yunzi's mouth twitched, Void Returning Spirits were different from ordinary ones, they were born with the power of heaven and earth, also known as congenital spirits.

Every time there is a world, there will be great upheaval.

Not to mention the battle between the gods and the gods, those immortals who rank at the top will also end up fighting.

The last time the innate spirits appeared in the Broken Dragon Valley, it was the innate blood lotus born from the corpses of countless dragons. Is there any magic for the blood monks, and monks with other mana attributes can also increase the probability of breakthrough by 10%.

After Xi Yunzi heard the news, he went to Broken Dragon Valley confidently.

I glanced at it from a distance, threw a few spells at random, and when I turned around, I boasted to my disciples that I had fought with three immortals and retreated!

"Fellow Daoist, innate spiritual things can be encountered but not sought after, and they have not been revealed to the world for nearly a thousand years. Perhaps after another thousand years, they will still not be born. Why don't you change the conditions?

"Pindao is not forced!"

Zhou Yi said: "As long as your majesty makes an oath, in the future, there will be congenital spirits in the world, and they will be taken for the poor way. If the poor way dies, this oath will be passed on to the younger generation until your majesty's lifespan is exhausted and terminated!"

"Pin Dao and His Majesty summoned to discuss."

Xi Yunzi's consciousness is so huge that he can cover the entire capital and directly talk to Emperor Yuan Ding of Qinzheng Hall.

The reason why Emperor Yuan Ding didn't meet Zhou Yi made it even more obvious that he had gone down to earth with virtuous people, but it actually left a buffer for negotiation.

After a while.

Xi Yunzi said, "Your Majesty has agreed, but on one condition."

"Master, please speak."

"Innate spiritual things appear in the world, and there must be someone immortal Kai coveting."

Xi Yunzi said, "If there are two or more people competing for immortals, His Majesty will not dare to intervene, and can only postpone it until the next time."

"That's natural."

Zhou Yi nodded and said, "This matter has been settled, and the Pindao Society will persuade the fellow disciples to help His Majesty secure the throne of Heavenly Emperor!"

"In the future, I will be an official in the same hall as a fellow Taoist, and I will need a lot of care."

Xi Yunzi smiled, but felt that the spirit tea was getting sweeter and sweeter. When Emperor Yuan Ding ascended to the throne of Heavenly Emperor, he would inevitably rely on scattered cultivation to fight against the twelve major religions.

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "Pindao has no intention of becoming an official. If Your Majesty is willing to reward him, he might as well be the God of Qingyun Mountain."

"what?"

Xi Yunzi's eyes flickered, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Your Majesty has agreed, and he will issue the Golden Book of the Emperor of Heaven, conferring fellow Daoists as the masters of Qingyun Mountain, and being able to pass on the position of disciples and disciples, it will not be easy forever."

"Fellow Daoist doesn't admire power like this, Your Majesty feels ashamed, and will write seal script on the back of the golden book. In the future, if your disciples are wronged, they can go directly to heaven!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zhou Yi surrendered to the direction of the imperial palace. With this golden book, in the future, he could hide in Qingyun Mountain for repairs despite the changes in the situation of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

"Your Majesty has another matter."

Xi Yunzi waved his hand, set up an isolation ban, and spit out a gossip compass to cover up the secret, before he said, "Fellow Daoist, do you know how to formulate this rule?"

"Know a thing or two."

Zhou Yi said: "Pindao once asked three masters privately, and they all participated in the customization of Tiantiao..."

Xi Yunzi's eyes were envious. Such a background was enough to run rampant in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and he used a few tricks to prevent outsiders from peeping and divination.

"The fundamental idea is that ordinary people belong to ordinary people, and heaven belongs to heaven!" Zhou Yi said: "The population of Dongsheng Shenzhou has skyrocketed under the control of heaven. Appear with the commonplace."

"This is also for the promotion of immortals. Only by isolating immortals can the value of immortals be reflected!"

"The Immortals are separated from each other..."

Xi Yunzi frowned slightly: "Then how does the cultivator collect the incense and wishing power?"

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "All the incense is willing to return to the heaven, private collection is a serious crime, and the master has to restrain his disciples. At that time, a group of monks who break the rules will be killed!"

"This has completely ruined the loose cultivator."

Xi Yunzi was also a loose cultivator back then, and he only joined the sect after the foundation was established, so he knew that it was not easy for a loose cultivator.

Zhou Yi said: "The loose cultivators that the poor Daoist have seen over the years are mostly unscrupulous people who are unscrupulous in their pursuit of longevity. However, with the constraints of heaven, at least ordinary people will live better."

Xi Yunzi said, "It's no wonder that a fellow Taoist presides over the consecration of the gods. It's far from being a poor Taoist with such a heart!"

Zhou Yi said: "The number of heavens will not be too many, but to formulate the fundamental and subtle laws of the heavenly court, and His Majesty needs to formulate it himself."

"There is such a thing!"

Xi Yunzi stood up abruptly and said, "Pindao retire for the time being, and your Majesty will discuss the rules and regulations, and the Golden Book of Qingyun Mountain will be delivered in a few days."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, and after Xi Yunzi left, he took out the communication talisman.

later time.

Call friends and call friends, set up banquets.

Today, I invite Butian to taste wine from the same door, tomorrow I invite my brother Jietian to discuss Taoism, and the day after tomorrow, I will have a fasting with Buddhist monks to comment on scriptures.

There were other fellow Daoists from the great sect who came uninvited and saw Zhou Yi warmly address him as "Big Brother", many of whom were God Transformation Heavenly Monarchs.

"What is the virtue and ability of the poor, so sought after by all the juniors and brothers!"

Zhou Yi said: "Just a few days ago, I encountered some demons and killed them all. There are countless mountains, rivers and rivers. All the juniors can send their clan disciples to manage them, and they can share the benefits every ten years."

If you live for a long time, you will not be caught in pursuit.

Zhou Yi clearly knew that, except for a very small number of fellow disciples and brothers, the rest were conferred gods because of incense.

Today, they preside over the incense and conferred gods, and they are naturally sought after. In the future, when the heavenly court is set, who will care about a chess piece?

Perhaps looking at the names of the chief disciples of the three sects, they say something nice on the surface, but I don’t know how to despise them behind the scenes, but only with personal interests can they become true fellow Daoists.

Sure enough, the atmosphere of the banquet suddenly became high when I heard the Fen Run Wish Power Pearl.

There are at least one hundred and eighty mountain gods and Hebos in the twelve Devil Monarch dens, enough for most people to divide them up.

"Don't worry if it's not enough."

Zhou Yi said: "Poor Dao has received a lot of news about the devil, and we will work together to capture the devil. Since it is to slay demons and eliminate devils and accumulate merit, we can also gain benefits."

Everyone readily agreed, and the title of Senior Brother was a bit more real.

There is a drinking party here, and it is very happy, but the Daheng Palace is not peaceful.

From time to time, the roar of magic, or the rolling magic cloud, or the thunder and lightning, smashed many palaces.

The imperial court only said that it was the same way to discuss the law. How can this deceive an individual monk, through the origin of mana, breath and supernatural powers, he began to speculate who forced his way into the palace.

Some cultivators who were originally unintentional in the position of Heavenly Emperor had strange thoughts when they saw such a situation.

Emperor Yuan Ding can do it, why can't the poor Taoist do it?

this day.

A middle-aged man in a python robe came to the blessed land of the royal family and asked to see the ancestors.

"Come in."

Daheng Taizu sounded like thunder, opened the blessed land formation, and waved the middle-aged python robe into it.

The Royal Blessed Land is more than a hundred times smaller than the Heaven-cutting Blessed Land. It is already the limit to support a Void Returning Immortal, and there are no other monks.

Daheng Taizu, with white hair and a shawl, sat cross-legged on the stone platform, lowered his head and swept the middle-aged mangpao, and said after thinking for a long time.

"You bloodline aura, but the descendant of the old nine clan?"

"Back to the old ancestor, the descendant's ancestor is indeed King Rui."

The middle-aged mangpao bowed and said, "The younger generation is asking to see the ancestors today for the safety of the country. If Emperor Yuan Ding continues to make trouble like this, even if he takes the throne of the emperor, Daheng will no longer exist!"

"Why?"

Daheng Taizu's eyes are indifferent. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com has lived for nearly two thousand years. Before his death, he broke through to return to the immortal. He has no feelings for the bloodline separated by hundreds of generations.

The middle-aged man said: "In order to win over the support of the great sect, Emperor Yuan Ding even recklessly promised the official position of the heavenly court, and he did not manage the forces belonging to Daheng at all. After he abdicates, the next emperor of heaven will destroy Daheng!"

The Great Ancestor led Wei Wei: "It seems to make some sense..."

The middle-aged face showed joy, and was about to continue talking, asking Taizu to abolish Emperor Yuan Ding and choose another clan to inherit the throne.

"However, if there is Daheng, what does it have to do with this seat?"

Daheng Taizu's voice suddenly changed, and he looked at the middle-aged manpao with a half-smile, and said, "Uncle Twelve, it's been almost two hundred years, and I'm still not willing to be robbed of your throne by my nephew!"

"You you you are..."

The middle-aged mangpao was horrified, and before he could finish speaking, the majestic mana crushed it into pieces.