I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

"It is rumored that there are three real monarchs, dozens of real people, and thousands of qi refining disciples going down the mountain."

Zhai Kang didn't have any objection to the monk of Dandingzong being the patriarch. The strong in the world of cultivating immortals are respected, not to mention that the other party is not even the slightest bit strong.

"Elder, I'm afraid that the other party will start anew and replace Baiyun Temple!"

"The times have changed! Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the immortal way is just the afterglow of the twilight. In the future, the imperial court must control Yunzhou."

Zhou Yi said: "So whether it is for power or the long-term extension of the royal family, Emperor Guangming will definitely find a way to restrict the monks of the Dandingzong. Baiyun Temple is a useful pawn."

Zhai Kang said worriedly: "Now there is only one golden elixir enshrined in the temple, and he is still the true king of the ghost way, not the opponent of the alchemy and cauldron sect!"

Fifteen years ago, Baiyun Temple enshrined Huang Yuniang as the ancestor. The imperial court didn't care about ghosts or people, and immediately canonized it as Xuanmingmiaoyuanxianyou Yuanjun, enshrined in the Immortal Pension Department, and publicized that the real monarch sent thunder to protect Qianjing.

Baiyun temples all over the country enshrine the statues of gods. As Huang Yuniang repeatedly took action to destroy demons and ghosts, rescue disasters and solve difficulties, the common people affectionately called Huang Niangniang.

"As long as you lower your posture, you will definitely not be able to fight."

Zhou Yi pointed to the sky and said: "Xuanxiao Daojun is still here, suppressing Yunzhou's luck, and monks dare not disturb the common people. Besides, Dagan is the orthodoxy established by the Dandingzong. private?"

The Baiyun Temple has a reputation, and the Dandingzong has the strength. When the two are combined into one, the orthodoxy of Yunzhou Taoism will be established.

As for whether the White Cloud Temple will belong to the Danding Sect or the Earth Fire Palace in the future, Zhou Yi can't say for sure. In the current catastrophe, it is lucky to be able to guarantee the inheritance.

"Thank you, elder, for your guidance."

Zhai Kang took out a jade slip from his bosom, and said: "In these years, he has been in charge of the Immortal Pension Department, killing demons and eliminating demons everywhere, and recorded all his experiences in it. The elders have always liked story books. When you are bored and lonely in the future, you can take a look at them." relieve boredom."

Zhou Yi took the jade slip and asked instead of checking it immediately.

"How long is Shou Yuan?"

"At most January."

Zhai Kang bowed deeply to bid farewell, and said in a calm tone: "The Immortal Pension Department has a lot of affairs and needs to be explained carefully. It coincides with the opening of the Danding Sect, so we have to arrange positions one by one. When the life is over, it may be too late to say goodbye to the elder, Wan Wang forgive!"

"Understood, future generations will remember your achievements."

Zhou Yi sighed, waved Zhai Kang out of the restraint formation, and looked at the jade slip after being silent for a while.

Even after experiencing thousands of partings, it is hard to avoid sadness every time!

The spiritual consciousness scanned the jade slips, the content of which was Zhai Kang's experience of going to various places to slay demons and demons after he joined the Immortal Pension Division.

Narrative and recorded from the first perspective of Zhai Kang, the words are not delicate and touching, but the truth is more important. Every time I go out to defeat demons and eliminate demons, it is a chapter, with nearly 400 chapters before and after.

"I have been slaying demons and demons for thirty years in the Immortal Pension Division. It looks good, and it is very suitable for killing time!"

...

After Zhai Kang left, a chain reaction seemed to start.

Three years later, Yuan Qishou died, and the imperial court remembered his achievements during his lifetime and promoted him to be the True Monarch of Subduing Demons.

Seven years later, Zhenren Wei sat down and was buried in a tomb in the underground palace, engraving his life experience on a stone tablet.

Afterwards, disciples of the Earth Fire Palace continued to die, some were willing to return to the tomb of the sect, and some had already married and established businesses and were buried in the ancestral hall after death.

At this time, Baiyun Temple has become the only Taoist temple in Yunzhou. Compared with the spring breeze and rain when Zhai Kang was in power, the newly appointed temple master was originally the true master of the precepts of the Danding Sect, and he dismissed other Taoist temples as heretical.

In just over ten years, all of them were wiped out, and the "Orthodox Taoist Collection" was compiled to gather the classics of sages and became the fundamental scriptures of Baiyun Temple.

Fifty years have passed.

There was no one in the Earth Fire Palace.

The huge palaces are silent and silent, and the bluestones built are compressed and reinforced by earth-type magic, so they decay and shatter very slowly, and can be preserved for thousands of years.

today.

Zhou Yi came back from Ganjing to celebrate, passed by the palace when he escaped underground, and found a layer of dust in the palace.

"The secular world is prosperous and charming, how many disciples still remember the sect?"

"Others can ignore it, the guy who has made a deal with Pindao, after his death, even if he digs a grave, he has to bury him in!"

...

Sword Mound.

The once forbidden area of ​​the Spirit Sword Sect has been completely exposed, and it looks no different from an ordinary hill.

A ray of light descended and penetrated into the mountain.

The aura suddenly became extremely strong, and the entire mountain peak had been hollowed out, filled with densely packed spiritual stones and mines, and the aura was restrained by a formation to extract the aura, gathering within a radius of a hundred feet.

The Taoist in white robe sat cross-legged in the middle, devouring the majestic aura in his breath, refining it into his own mana.

As soon as the light escaped to the ground, he turned into an old Taoist in green robes, with the aura of Daoist Yuan Ying, and bowed to present a jade slip.

"Master, a few days ago in the southeast of Qingzhou, there was an ancient relic whose spiritual energy was exhausted and manifested itself. After exploring, the disciple got a volume of secret art from it, which seems to be related to the disappearance of the magic way and the Qi sect."

"Um?"

Jianxuan raised his brows and waved his hand to take the jade slip.

Fifty years ago, the righteous way broke through the evil way, and found that the disciples of the three sects had disappeared, and slandered the outside world that the old demon sacrificed the blood of the same sect. Afterwards, Yuanling Tianjun announced the closure of the mountain gate. Ten years ago, Jianxuan was suspicious and forced his way in, only to see the empty Yizong!

The divine sense swept across the jade slips, Jianxuan's face suddenly became ferocious, and a terrifying aura shot up into the sky.

"The method of blood sacrifice, no wonder, no wonder..."

"Ho ho ho, my seat and Yuan Ling, who have been friends for nearly two thousand years, can't compare to a secret method of avoiding robbery!"

Jianxuan waved his hand, and Zhenzong's most treasured lightsaber slowly drilled out from the ground, and asked, "How many disciples does Lingjianzong have?"

The old Taoist had already read the content of the jade slips, so of course he knew what the old ancestor wanted to do, so he said helplessly.

"Spirit Sword Sect has long been separated, leaving only the master and the disciples, and the rest are left to fend for themselves. Now that the countries in Qingzhou are divided, most of them are in charge of the same sect behind the scenes. Do you want to issue a sword order to recall them?"

Jian Xuan caressed the edge of the sword lightly, his voice was as cold as ice.

"It's so good, it saves me from running around."

After a few days.

The sword order spread throughout the Qingzhou kingdoms, and the surviving monks of the Spirit Sword Sect came to the Sword Tomb dubiously when they heard that the ancestor had distributed the inheritance of the sect.

The result is self-evident, all died in the formation.

Essence, energy, soul condensed into half-empty and half-solid forbidden lines, which landed on Jianxuan's forehead, as if a bright red birthmark was imprinted on it.

"It's too far away!"

Jianxuan felt that the restraining power was far from enough to survive the catastrophe, and would just die silently in a deep sleep, looking at the old Taoist who bowed to wait on him.

"Disciple, farewell Master!"

The old Taoist kowtowed three times and bowed nine times on the ground, and the broken Yuanying turned into a surge of spiritual energy, which voluntarily merged into the brand on Jianxuan's forehead.

"Still not enough..."

Jian Xuan muttered to himself, his white hair was as red as blood, and his aura changed from righteous to dark and treacherous.

"Mortals are always going to die, it's better to be dead!"

"The Spirit Sword Sect has protected Qingzhou for nearly ten thousand years. It's time to collect some interest and come back. After the poor Taoist escapes from disaster, he will build the Spirit Sword Sect to protect Qingzhou!"

After all, it soared into the sky and flew across the territory of Qingzhou from south to north.

After passing through cities and villages, he stopped to escape, opened his mouth and inhaled, and swallowed the energy and soul of thousands of mortals.