I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Tinder Island.

cloud city.

A ray of light passed across, and flew back after a while.

Zhou Yi stood on the clouds and looked down. The city on the island was slightly rough and small. It could only be regarded as a small remote county town in the Human Race Alliance. However, most of the people in the city looked relaxed and happy.

The city is surrounded by good fields, and the east is adjacent to the sea, and a small port has been built.

Many of the moored fishing boats are made of wood. As the sun rises, the fishermen go out to sea shouting cheerfully.

Zhou Yi flew around the island. There are more than ten similar cities, most of which are built on the coast and against mountains. Thanks to the machinery and technology provided by the alliance, they have completed the initial industrialization.

"Not bad, this place can continue the blood of the human race."

The gloom in my heart dissipated a little, and I thought that there would be a few flashes of light, so that those with deep blessings could get a chance.

"That's all!"

Zhou Yi recalled the source of the Nine Continents catastrophe, shook his head slightly, and continued to fly westward with the escape light.

When I came here, I flew at full speed, and flew away for more than 60 days, and it took me half a year to go back. During this period, I passed several islands inhabited by human beings, and there were sporadic mana fluctuations on the island.

As far as Binhai City, a hundred miles away.

Zhou Yi's eyes were shining brightly, watching the gray mist rising from the sky, enveloping the entire Jiuzhou Continent.

"It seems to be corpse gas?"

Urging the basalt armor to protect himself, he slowly approached the edge of the gray mist, smelling a strong stench of decay.

The mind is in a trance and confused, and the operation of mana is sluggish.

Zhou Yi hurriedly moved away dozens of miles away, and practiced meditation for several hours before he expelled the corpse energy.

"This mist is so powerful, the smell alone can break through the divine armor!"

Sweeping through the consciousness, trying to penetrate into the gray mist, the result is that the extremely strange corrosive power can annihilate the consciousness, which is more overbearing than the most mysterious formation restriction.

Zhou Yi flew thousands of miles back and forth from north to south, and found that the area covered by gray fog was similar to the twists and turns of the Jiuzhou coastline, extending about a hundred miles into the sea.

"Such a terrifying corpse aura may spread tens of thousands of miles to the East China Sea. Now it only covers the Jiuzhou Continent. It must be controlled by the golden corpse behind the scenes."

Zhou Yi calculated with his fingers, and vaguely guessed the origin of the gray mist, it should be the Immortal Corpse Orb that lifted the ban.

"The disaster of blood and light should be here!"

"Who would have thought that the catastrophe of extinction in Jiuzhou originated from the remains of immortal corpses falling from the sky in ancient times!"

"It's just the wreckage that has such terrifying power. When the corpse fairy is alive, wouldn't it be able to destroy Jiuzhou with one blow?"

"Immortals are endless, and I have to live forever, not forever! One day when I encounter immortals fighting with each other, even if I try my best to escape, I will not be able to escape the aftermath..."

Seeing the extinction of Jiuzhou and hundreds of millions of creatures like ants, Zhou Yi's heart of seeking immortality and asking questions became more and more determined.

Reading Daoist scriptures in vain is nothing more than personal experience!

Who can sit back and watch the changes of the era, and witness the rise and fall of countless celestial beings, and then understand that all living beings are suffering, and the Taoist heart is as strong as iron!

...

East China Sea Dragon Palace.

Bibo Palace.

The sound of silk and bamboo is bursting, and the women in cool clothes dance lightly.

There are more than a dozen sea monsters sitting on the left and right, drinking the spirits sold by the human race in big bowls, and it is very lively to exchange glasses.

Ao Qin sat at the head, seemingly smiling, but actually lonely.

"Jiuzhou is completely shattered. This majestic beast, Qinglong, can only hide in the East Sea to spend its lifespan. I think back then when I came out of the temple, I had the ambition to unify Jiuzhou. It only took about ten years..."

Thinking of this, I can't help but sigh sadly.

A sea monster asked, "Why is the Dragon Lord sighing?"

"Recently, the king of Japan fell in love with a woman from the human race, and planned to accept her as a concubine in the nine hundred and seventy-two rooms. Who knows that woman has a strong temper and doesn't like gold, silver and jewelry. Isn't this just worrying?"

Ao Qin found an excuse at random, since the avenue was cut off and it was hard to achieve, it has been obsessed with beauty.

It's not just a simple sinking and degeneration, but it is hoped that the Qinglong bloodline will continue, and in the future it will unify the world, and perhaps it will be able to gather countless dragon descendants to counterattack Jiuzhou.

The sea monster laughed and said: "This is not easy? The most important group of the human race, just send fierce beasts to sink a few ships, and any woman will succumb!"

Ao Qin said: "Don't act impulsively, the human race has a Martial Saint in charge."

"A mere new martial art master, how can he be qualified to be compared with Dragon Lord!"

The sea monster patted his horse and said: "The old man Xiao looks majestic, but he only has a hundred years of life left. The Dragon King is a divine beast with a long lifespan, so he can easily be boiled to death."

"Extremely extreme."

Another sea monster echoed, "When old man Xiao dies, the East China Sea...no, the four seas should be under the rule of Lord Long!"

"Congratulations, Dragon Lord!"

"The Dragon King rules the world!"

The group of monsters shouted in disorder, and already regarded Ao Qin as the lord of the world.

Ao Qin was gradually obsessed with the flattery, and suddenly lost his obsession with Dao and Jiuzhou. Instead of practicing desperately, it is better to be king and hegemony overseas and have fun.

"My king..."

Before he could speak, a voice came from beside his ear.

"Poverty Sun Xing, please ask Lord Long for advice."

"Sun Xing?"

Ao Qin's face tightened, his spiritual sense swept left and right, but he didn't find any traces, and he was sure that the person who came was the true king who disturbed Jiuzhou by himself.

"Sun Daoyou can escape the pursuit of the devil, really gratifying!"

Zhou Yi was surprised and said: "Mr. Long recognizes the poor?"

"That's natural."

Ao Qin explained: "Three years ago, the devil sent the spirit corpse to summon the high-level officials of the two-clan alliance. As long as you betray the whereabouts of your fellow Taoists, you can live in a remote corner of Jiuzhou."

Zhou Yi asked, "Why did you refuse?"

Ao Qin said: "Since knowing what fellow daoists have done, we think that the severance of the spiritual vein may be the last chance for the creatures of Jiuzhou."

Zhou Yi only believed half of these words, because the Nine Continents’ final law is unrivaled, and all the monster races will be extinct. Most of the high-level human race disagrees, and Ao Qin has no choice.

"Pindao has recently asked Lord Long if he knows about continents outside the territory?"

"External continent?"

Ao Qin lowered his eyes, his mind turned, and he guessed the purpose of Zhouyi.

Zhou Yi said: "Pindao once learned from ancient books that the ancient demon saint explored the end of the sea and found a continent outside the territory, which has a strong aura similar to Jiuzhou."

Ao Qin said: "This king does know a thing or two about this matter."

"Also ask Long Jun for advice."

Zhou Yi possesses endless lifespan and innate spiritual roots to build trees. In theory, if you go in any direction, you can find the extraterritorial continent after countless years, but the ancient demon saint's choice must be reasonable.

Ao Qin said: "The ancient demon sage set out from the West Sea to find a continent outside the territory."

Zhou Yi asked, "Are you sure it's Xihai?"

Ao Qin nodded and said: "This is the inheritance of the Temple of the Four Spirits. It starts from the location called Hongshan in the southwest of Fozhou, and flies westward all the way until it sees the mainland outside the territory."

"I see."

Zhou Yi secretly scolded the Tiger Emperor for treachery. It said it was the end of Beihai, so it obviously kept a hand.

Afterwards, he inquired a few more details, only to learn that the ancient demon sage went deep into the West Sea, which was really a forced and helpless act. He escaped all the way and found an extraterritorial continent by chance, and there is no specific route.

Lord Long said: "How vast is a continent, even if the route deviates by tens of thousands of miles, it doesn't matter."

"Thank you, Lord Long, for your advice."

Zhou Yi turned into a light and left, talking for only a moment, and the demons in the palace didn't know anything about it.

Ao Qin wasn't sure if Zhou Yi was still there, he pondered for a moment, raised his wine glass and said.

"The human and demon races are the closest allies to fight against the corpse demon. They cannot affect the relationship between the two races for a little self-interest. You command the beasts under your command not to attack human ships when they encounter them!"

The group of monsters looked at each other, not knowing why, so they had to agree in unison.

"Follow the decree of the Dragon Lord!"

"Drink Sheng!"

Ao Qin's eyes were gloomy, and there was an endless land of terrific spirits between the two continents, and only the speed and background of the demon saint could fly across.

If that Sun Xing went to seek out continents, he would never return and die in the depths of the West Sea!

...

Wusheng Island.

With a radius of more than a hundred miles, it is adjacent to the East China Sea Dragon Palace.

Xiao Hong and the members of the Xiao family live here, and it is also the closest island to Jiuzhou for the human race. Other warriors or Guxiu should stay as far away from Jiuzhou as possible.

It's better to have thin aura and linger on, than to have gray mist erupt at any time.

In the center of the island stands Baizhang Mountain, with a stone house built on the top.

Xiao Hong sat cross-legged in the room, circulated the blood energy in his body, and continuously tempered the white tiger's blood essence.

suddenly.

Open your eyes and look outside.

"Fellow Daoist watched it for so long, but what's the matter?"

Zhou Yixian turned into a figure, and praised: "As expected of the blood of the white tiger, just turned around in the Dragon Palace, that Dragon King seemed to be blind, and he couldn't find the trace of Pindao!"

"Since Jiuzhou was extinct, Fellow Daoist Ao has been slack."

Xiao Hong sized Zhou Yi up for a moment, and said, "Fellow Daoist is that Zhenjun Sun?"

"Exactly."

Zhou Yi sighed: "The catastrophe has not been stopped in the end, I wonder what is happening to the human race now?"

"Fortunately, fellow Taoists delayed, and tens of millions of people left Nine Continents and scattered across the islands in the East China Sea."

Xiao Hong said: "Most of them are in the offshore area. Although the aura is thin, they can still cultivate. Warriors can still take potions to break through refining qi and build foundations!"

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, the new technique focused on potions and blood, and was far less dependent on spiritual resources than Gu Xiu.

"Bloodline Martial Arts has only been deduced for two or three hundred years, and there is a direct path to the Golden Core. If it weren't for the catastrophe of the corpse demon, when the human race defeats the demon race and regains control of Jiuzhou, it will definitely be more prosperous!"

"The number of days is so long, but manpower is useless."

Xiao Hong sighed sadly, not only for martial arts, but also for himself.

The first golden elixir of spiritual recovery, the leader of the new technique, the blessing of heaven and earth, the blood of the white tiger of the god beast... With the superimposition of all kinds of luck, in the future, he may be able to break through the Nascent Soul or even transform into a god with martial arts.

Now hiding in the East China Sea, the spiritual energy is thin, and the martial arts practice stops here.

Zhou Yi reminded: "Fellow Daoist, you still need to be careful of the monster race!"

"Non-my family, its heart must be different."

Xiao Hong said: "The old man sits on this island. It seems that he is observing the changes in Jiuzhou, but he is actually keeping an eye on the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. If there are sea monsters making trouble, he will take action himself, catch them and stew them into soup!"

"It's so good."

Zhou Yi cupped his hands and was about to leave.

Xiao Hong opened his mouth and spat out the Divine Fire Fan, and said: "This treasure is called the Divine Fire Fan. I heard that fellow Taoists have no killing treasures. This old man removed the bloodline imprint and gave it to fellow Taoists for refining!"

Zhou Yi shook his head and said: "This kind of ancient treasure, I dare not accept it for nothing."

"Fellow Daoists restrained hundreds of millions of corpse demons, tens of millions of people have time to escape, this is a great achievement!"

Xiao Hong said: "Besides, it's not a gift for nothing. The old man's lifespan is only a few hundred years left. In the future, when the body dies and the dao disappears, Ao Qin will definitely tear up the covenant between the two races. I also ask fellow Taoists to protect the human race!"

"In a hundred years, if the human race has no martial saints, the poor will come to get the treasure again."

Zhou Yi nodded in agreement, and left in the form of a light.

...

Time flies.

Time flies.

The human race has multiplied in the East China Sea for a hundred years, and the number has doubled several times.

Under the restraint of Ao Qin, the sea monster rarely attacks the ships of the human race.

The two sides live in the sea and live in an island, but they can live in harmony.

Over the past hundred years, the aura of the East China Sea has risen slightly, but it is far behind Jiuzhou, and it can only supply monks to build foundations.

Union 320 years.

winter.

The only Martial Saint in the human race, Xiao Hongshou sat down and disappeared.

The chief minister of the current alliance cabinet, boarded the island to see off, and cordially condolences to the Xiao family members.

The seemingly grand and solemn funeral was actually full of undercurrents. When many island owners confirmed that Xiao Hong was really dead, they directly competed in martial arts outside the island, trying to decide the ownership of the Xiao family's treasure.

The titular leader of the human race has nothing to do about it.

Due to the scattered islands in the East China Sea, the alliance cabinet has no name, and the real power is the island owners.

These island owners either practice ancient methods or take potions, and at least have the strength of the foundation stage. Fighting at sea can easily overturn the warship.

result.

It was originally rumored that the members of the Xiao family who were not good at martial arts and had no spiritual roots jumped out of ten foundation-building monks and dragon blood warriors.

The so-called competition for the relics suddenly became a farce, and the island owners broke up unhappy.

mourning hall.

With his hands behind his back, Zhou Yi calmly looked at Xiao Hong's posthumous photo.

The new patriarch of the Xiao family walked in, bowed and said: "True Monarch, those troublemakers have already been driven away."

"According to the agreement with Fellow Daoist Xiao, Pindao will take away the Divine Fire Fan."

Zhou Yi said: "In a few days, the poor Taoist will travel far away, and when he comes back, he will not know how old he is, so you can tell us what else you have."

"Zhenjun cultivated monks for the Xiao family. Such a great kindness will never be forgotten for generations."

Reluctance flashed in the patriarch's eyes, but he also knew the seriousness. He bowed and said, "Your junior has heard that sea monsters have frequently made trouble in recent years. Please, Zhenjun, discuss it with Dragon Lord before going far."

"Even if the human race enshrines some spiritual objects to the Dragon Palace, it's okay!"

"You don't need to talk about this matter, Pindao will solve it by itself."

Zhou Yi waved his hand and left two magic weapons, one for attack and one for defense, his figure flickered and disappeared.

after one month.

News came out from the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea that the Dragon Lord Aoqin accidentally lost his mind and died when he was practicing.

...

Before leaving.

Zhou Yi came to Tinder Island again.

Standing on the clouds and looking down, I found that there was a war on the island, and thousands of troops were fighting each other.

Da Da Da's automatic firearms fired, and the soldiers fell to the ground like cutting wheat until one army raised its flag and surrendered.

"No matter when and where, human beings really cannot avoid war!"

Zhou Yi waved his hand to capture a few wisps of soul, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he knew the cause and effect of the battle.

After a hundred years of development, the population of Tinder Island has skyrocketed, and it has split into several major city-states, fighting each other for resources.

"Together for a long time, we must divide, and to divide for a long time, we must unite..."

"After several rounds of war, who still remembers the ambition to return to Jiuzhou? Perhaps, after hundreds of years, they have forgotten that their ancestors came from Jiuzhou!"

There was no wave in Zhou Yi's heart, and he turned into a light and flew south.

one year later.

Bypass Shiwanda Mountain, Qingzhou, and Yuzhou, reach Fozhou on the west side of the mainland, and find the location of Hongshan according to the ancient map.

The gray corpse is shrouded, and it is difficult for the spiritual consciousness to probe carefully. Zhou Yi can only roughly estimate the position.

"Jiuzhou, Pindao will come back!"