I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Reincarnation is a mysterious and terrifying proposition.

Zhou Yi has been comprehending the Buddhist and Taoist scriptures for thousands of years, and practicing the spirit and soul skills is twice the result with half the effort. In a hundred years, the Nirvana Sutra has been achieved.

With the deeper understanding of Buddhist scriptures and exercises, the cognition of the secret technique of Nirvana reincarnation becomes clearer, and it is far more than Buddhist eminent monks. The so-called Nirvana and reincarnation are more accurate.

Find a similar flower with a secret method, and use the remnants of the eminent monk to transform the soul boy!

There are only soul children in the world, probably because babies have weak spirits and are easier to transform.

After the soul boy is infused with the remnants of the eminent monk, even if the memory of the previous life has not been completely restored, he will naturally understand the Buddhadharma, and his practice will naturally make rapid progress.

"Such a secret technique, almost magical!"

Zhou Yi read the classics of the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism thoroughly. Although he regarded himself as a poor man, he never thought of belittling the Buddha and destroying the Buddha.

When encountering something unpleasant, I happen to have the ability, so I want to take care of it.

For example, the real reason for teaching the Zhukang machine is that the end of the law is peerless and the world is invincible. Otherwise, no matter how hard the people of Li are suffering, Zhou Yi will not take care of it, let alone take care of it.

"After living for so long, we are still the same assholes back then!"

"It's a shame to hear this. How can there be a commoner like you in the world?"

Bai Shiyu seemed drunk, put his arms around the girl and said: "The shopkeeper has been to the workshop. A few years ago, we went to the newly built weaving shop of the royal family. We worked eight hours a day, and if we didn't do enough, we deducted money. We went together for ten or three years. Half dead!"

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, and asked, "I heard that the royal workshop is still relatively loose?"

"Compared to other workshops, it is indeed the case. It is rumored that the legacy left by the Taizu is to treat the workers well."

Bai Shiyu sighed and said: "It's a pity that the Taizu worked so hard, his lifespan is a little short, it's really like the Emperor Wu of the previous dynasty, living a hundred or twenty or thirty years may be different!"

Zhou Yi was about to ask carefully, the girl in his arms bit her lip and reminded.

"Don't talk about state affairs!"

"Well, let's talk about internal affairs."

Zhou Yi smiled and changed the subject, so as not to cause trouble for other girls, the imperial court strongly supported machines and workshops, and anyone who opposed it and said bad things would go to Longevity Hill to dig coal.

After all, where there is oppression, there is resistance!

Ordinary people are not emotionless machines. They have thoughts and suffer pain. They will naturally hate machines and workshops.

Zhou Yi has been running the tavern for about a year, and Lao Cai who came to the party talked a lot about which workshop caught fire today, and whose machine was smashed tomorrow.

The gloating of the rich people more or less includes envy and jealousy. If they are really asked to run workshops, the exploitation may be more cruel. After all, the gene of enslaving others has been passed down from their ancestors!

Bai Shiyu murmured a few times, but did not continue.

Since then, after visiting the Spring Breeze Tower, Zhou Yi and Bai Shiyu's relationship has become much closer, and they call him Xiaobai on weekdays.

The things that are on your mind will be completely let go when you meet them and meet them.

As time passed day by day, the feeling of reunion gradually dissipated, and Bai Shiyu was just Bai Shiyu, different from other people, probably because they hit it off at first sight.

In the blink of an eye, it was early autumn again.

noon.

The capital is still hot and dry, the wind is blowing, and gray black smoke is floating in the air.

The tavern is open.

Zhou Yi stood behind the counter, flipping through the script with great interest.

When the world of cultivating immortals was still in existence, Huaben could not escape the shackles of seeking Tao and longevity. The strange people who appeared from time to time in the ordinary world, from the emperor to the pawns, were all envious and pursued.

Now that the fairy trail is hidden, the times have changed drastically, and many other types of story books have appeared.

For example, the book "I'm Really the Master of the Great Workshop" that I'm reading is a very popular storybook recently. The protagonist is the young master of the Xiaojia Workshop, who pretends to be a commoner and goes to work to experience life...

Zhou praised: "It's a pity that the author is unknown, otherwise I will definitely bring it here to discuss the plot!"

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Yang, please come inside!"

Bai Shiyu was wearing navy blue shorts, and greeted him with light steps. Over the past few months, he had become acquainted with the guests of the tavern, especially with Chen Jiye and other veterans.

A waiter with a face like a crown of jade, a good conversation, and a slight connection between the ancestors and the Daqian royal family, instantly raised the level of the tavern!

"Seeing the truth in the details, this tavern is more mysterious than those restaurants that deliberately display ancient paintings and porcelain."

Yang Chong called the servants to set up the whole table dishes, drank the unique wine, and praised: "Shopkeeper Sun, it's not bad!"

At this moment.

Team head Liu, the inspector of Ningdefang City, led two guards. He bowed to Chen Jiye and others before entering the door, and said hello to the counter.

"Shopkeeper Sun, please excuse me today."

Bantou Liu respectfully said: "A notice has been issued in the yamen that every restaurant and teahouse that is open must hang a sign at the door and on the wine table."

Zhou Yi asked, "What brand?"

"Don't talk about state affairs!"

Bantou Liu bowed his hands again and again, and said with a bitter face: "Shopkeeper Sun, we are really not embarrassing you, it is a unified order from the imperial court."

Zhou Yi wondered, "Why is there such a rule all of a sudden?"

Bantou Liu said in a low voice: "A few days ago, a group of thieves from the Chimeng raided the city of Huanghuangfang, causing a lot of damage. I heard that the root cause was the exhausted people from the Chimeng. There's a mess!"

Zhou Yi nodded slightly. He had heard about it a long time ago. It can be said that it was the number one hot search in recent days, and he just heard some guests talking about it.

Most of them refused to comment, some of them supported the arrest of thieves, and a small number of people felt that the workshop needs to improve its treatment.

After all, a jug of wine for one tael of silver is not something ordinary people can afford.

The old rich people's views on this matter are to laugh at the shallow background of the Xinxing family, and even the methods of taming the slaves are so inferior. If they were to run workshops, they would not only be good people from all over the world, but also ensure the output of the workshops!

Bantou Liu said: "It wasn't a big deal at first, but it was spread so widely that people didn't want to go to work. That's why the imperial court issued this order!"

Zhou Yi pointed to Chen Jiye and others: "I don't object to the court rules, but don't talk about state affairs, you have to ask them if they agree."

"Shopkeeper Sun, don't embarrass the little one, we still rely on this food to support our family."

How dare Bantou Liu dare to provoke Lao Cai, he might have drowned that night, and begged: "If you don't do this, you'll get a bad name if you talk about state affairs, and if you don't talk about it, come right over!"

"OK."

Zhou Yi didn't want to embarrass the low-level subordinates, so he put a dozen wooden signs on the counter, promising to hang them up at night.

Bantou Liu thanked him and left, he settled a tavern, and the other shops in Ningde Fang can handle it at will, otherwise they will be labeled as thieves of the Chimeng League.

Bai Shiyu slipped over, glanced at the words on the sign, and his tone of voice was a bit weird.

"Is the imperial court trying to guard against the mouths of the people? Don't want to let the workshops improve their treatment and force the people desperately. This kind of thing will only happen more and more in the future!"

"It's a class necessity."

Zhou Yi didn't explain what class is, but said suddenly.

"A few days ago, I went to the Chunfeng Building to listen to the music. The blind musician played the piano very well. He seemed to be familiar with you. Why don't you invite me to the tavern to play the music?"