I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

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Qingyun View.

Yongxuan Hall.

Han Zhao was sitting cross-legged, running the exercises to refine the medicinal pills, and suddenly an old voice came from his ears.

"Come over here and explain to the teacher something."

Han Zhao didn't dare to delay, and immediately turned into an escape light and flew to Yongsheng Hall.

I saw the master sitting on the altar, with his beard and hair hanging on the ground, his breath was dying, and the countless restraining auras were like chains, confining the soul and body within three feet, delaying the disappearance of life essence.

A yellow ox sat cross-legged on the right side of the altar, his eyes saddened.

Han Zhao bowed and saluted: "Meet Shizun and Shishu Niu."

"Good disciple, for the sake of the teacher's longevity, calling you here is to explain the funeral!"

Zhou Yi's voice was low and hoarse: "When the teacher is dying, he sacrifices his life to condense the primordial spirit, and fight for the chance. After the failure, your soul will be scattered, and you will be on the mountain to build a tomb for the teacher."

"At that time, many people will come to worship. If you can seize the opportunity, you may be able to condense the baby and transform into a god!"

Han Zhao's eyes were filled with tears: "The disciple does not seek the way, but only wishes the master to live a long life."

"How can there be an immortal person in the world?"

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "I have lived for my teacher for a thousand years, more than 99% of the people in the world. When I was young, I was even cultivating in the world of immortals.

Han Zhao didn't know why, so he went up to Qingyun Mountain with the ox when he was three years old, and he didn't go down the mountain for more than a hundred years.

Reciting scriptures and refining Qi every day, I do not know the origin of the master.

"Master, I often hear you say that there may be a more mysterious way of prolonging life when the Heavenly Court controls Dongsheng Divine Continent."

"Heaven"

Zhou Yi sighed and said, "You will know in the future that the immortal book and the Qingyun Golden Book will be passed on to you today, and you will be the second generation of Qingyun Lord from then on."

Han Zhao bowed to take the immortal book and the golden book: "Master, don't worry, the disciple will definitely carry forward the Qingyun inheritance."

"Everything is random."

Zhou Yi waved his hand, and Han Zhao knelt down three times and bowed nine times before slowly exiting the hall.

The temple door is closed.

The scalper turned back with tears, blinked, and asked Zhou Yi whether he was acting like it.

"Niu'er is so simple and honest, and he has learned to deceive people."

Zhou Yi teased and said, "Pin Dao goes to the East China Sea to hide in Xiaoyunzi and the three immortals soaring. Niu'er, you are cultivating in Qingyun Mountain. If there is any change, remember to leave early!"

The realm of the ox and the demon **** is quite famous in the heavenly court.

Instead of hiding in the dark and making Heavenly Court suspicious, it's better to play the role of the loyal mount guarding the old master's grave.

Moo!

The scalper expressed his understanding, and at the same time will protect the Qingyun Mountain Taoism. If there is a break in the middle, he will go to the mortal world to find a person with spiritual roots to inherit the immortal.

"So good."

Zhou Yi's eyes were dim, looking towards the direction of heaven.

"Sooner or later, Pindao will return to Qingyun Mountain and become a Celestial Master again. I don't want to prove anything, I just want to get back what I lost!"

In this world, no one has ever owed Zhou Yi a debt.

Even if millions of years have passed, the world is old, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, Zhou Yi will come to ask for it one by one.

Moo!

The scalper let out a cry, worried that Heavenly Court would suspect Zhou Yi's suspended animation. Zhou Yi stroked the horns lightly and said.

"Maybe at first, I doubted it. When the poor way disappears for hundreds of years, it will far exceed the limit of Yuan Ying's lifespan. Naturally, no one will doubt it!"

months later.

A terrifying thunder calamity erupted in Qingyun Mountain, and the cloud was sealed for thousands of miles.

Tribulation failed!

The monks who secretly paid attention to Qingyun Mountain breathed a sigh of relief.

Really let that Celestial Master win the chance, like a fish into a dragon, it must be another dispute.

Heavenly Court has ruled the world for nearly seven hundred years, and there are already more than ten Heavenly Monarchs who have broken through the return to the void with the help of incense. Dongsheng Divine Continent's fortune is booming, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that the world of immortals will usher in an unprecedented prosperity.

People are determined, whether it is Zhou Yi's friends or opponents, they do not want turmoil.

Heavenly Court did not investigate Tianshi's true death and fake death, and all believed that he was already dead.

If Zhou Yi appeared again, no matter how it proved to be a fake, it would be a great treason to dare to pretend to be the first-generation Celestial Master.

Tiandi calendar 693 years.

The first generation of Tianshi died.

Hearing this, the Emperor of Heaven wept and ordered the heavenly court to lower the flag at half-mast to show his condolences.

At the same time, the Heavenly Master Hall was banned to show the merits of the Heavenly Master, and no one would be able to tie it in the future.

Blessed.

The news of Zhou Yi's death came back without causing much disturbance.

Some of the new disciples inquired about the elders in the sect while chatting, and learned that the Celestial Master had a glorious experience.

Sigh a few times, that's all.

The tide of the times is surging, and the world of immortality is changing with each passing day. Everyone is busy running the office, and there is no time to care about a dead person in the old era.

Temple of Heaven.

Tianjizi has been behind closed doors for more than half a year, with hundreds of divination instruments placed in front of him.

Compass, fortune-tellers, kits, tortoise shells, etc., are at least high-grade magic weapons, and there is even a divination spirit treasure at the bottom of the box.

"Why did he die?"

Tianjizi muttered to himself, no matter how he calculated, it was Zhou Yi who died under the thunder calamity.

I tried to find out Zhou Yi's reincarnation with the Seven Proverbs Signs of the Cut Heaven, but it took a hundred years of life and only got a deep karma feedback.

"That monstrous karma can't be washed away in several lifetimes, so the result still counts?"

Tian Jizi sighed helplessly: "This time it's a big loss, throwing away the sun-covering robe and Jiutian Xuanshuo in vain. If UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com let those two old guys know, wouldn't it be a big laughing stock?"

"Those two spirit treasures are in Qingyun Mountain, do you want to steal them back?"

Tianjizi has never been a shy temperament, and he is familiar with tricks such as cheating and stealing.

After thinking for a long time, he shook his head slightly.

"That's enough, the poor man wants to steal and steal the immortals, how can he not bully the younger generation with face, just two spiritual treasures"

Tian Jizi covered his chest and suppressed his distress, thinking about where to find the place, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"After ascending to the Immortal Realm, Pindao told Tie Guanxian carefully what the two guys did, and with the hot brand of the couple, there must be a good show to watch!"

"Hey hey hey..."

Thinking of this, Tianjizi couldn't help but let out a weird laugh, and in a blink of an eye, he left Lingbao behind.

East China Sea.

Hundreds of thousands of miles away, an unnamed island.

Hundreds of layers of formations are arranged on the island, not for attack or defense, but all are prohibited from shielding the secrets.

Formation center.

A black and red heart the size of a human head shattered, flashing dazzling aura, and slowly transformed into a human shape more than two feet tall.

"Xianchang, you are finally alive."

Lingshen doll happily circled around the villain, looking at the fairy's pink and tender appearance, always thinking of rubbing her head.

"Even though I have done several experiments, I still feel that this distraction spell is very strange. Witchcraft spells are quite different from immortal magical powers. I don't know if they have a complete inheritance today!"

Zhou Yi looked down at his palm, as young as a baby, with only 10% of the mana remaining in his body.

The alien heart made by the distraction spell, the size of the body that is resurrected after death, is related to the amount of spirit and spirit that it condenses.

"I don't know if the poor dao feigned death or not. Zhou Yi doesn't have much confidence in this, especially Tian Jizi is good at divination. Back then, the black-hearted demon lord died of the Heavenly Sect."