I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Dongsheng Shenzhou!

Zhou Yi asked again and again to make sure he heard it right, and subconsciously turned around and ran away.

"There is Fuling Mountain in the front, and Dongsheng Shenzhou in the back. This place is really a land full of gods and Buddhas, and demons and gods everywhere. Isn't this mere Jindan in Pindao coming to die?"

No matter how dangerous Jiuzhou is, it is just the remains of the Golden Corpse Demon Lord and Corpse Immortal.

At worst, he would stay in the Kunlun Cave, and after waiting tens of thousands of years, the golden corpse would either die, or ascend to the fairy world.

Zhou Yi came out again to clean up the mess, raise the grave, bully the younger generation, relaxed and happy.

"Old man, are there any gods in Dongsheng Shenzhou?"

The old man nodded and said, "Of course there are gods!"

Zhou Yi's heart became colder and colder, and he couldn't help asking: "Then there is a Great Tang? The Great Sage Equaling Heaven? Or Heaven and Earth?"

"this……"

The old man scratched his head: "I'm just a fisherman with little knowledge, and I've never heard of this."

Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Dongsheng Shenzhou is vast and vast. Maybe he has never heard of the great sage of the Tang Dynasty, or the time has not yet come, but the heaven and the underworld should always be passed down to the world.

The spiritual consciousness swept over the old man, his magic power is strong, and he is peaceful and peaceful. He must be the authentic Taoist.

The cultivation level in the Qi refining period is indeed not high, and he is a first-class innate master in the ordinary world, but he is just a fisherman, and his appearance and temperament do not look like a hermit mountain man who sees through the world of mortals!

Zhou Yi asked again: "Old man's magical power is mysterious, which fairy mountain is he practicing?"

"Don't dare to hide it from seniors, I just heard about this method of refining Qi unintentionally."

The old man explained: "About ten years ago, when I was chopping firewood in the mountains, I overheard a fairy preaching scriptures. I wrote down a few words and realized something in my heart, and I gained some mana in my free practice."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly: "There is no systematic method, and if you practice it yourself, you will be in the late stage of Qi refining in ten years, and you can be called a top-notch talent. Why don't you go to ask immortals to ask for longevity?"

"There is an old mother in the family, and there are young grandchildren, how can I be willing?"

The old man mentioned his family members with a smile on his face: "I often hear about cultivating immortals to live forever, but I have never seen it. Rather than seeking that emptiness, it is far better to serve my mother and make grandchildren happy!"

"Indeed."

Zhou Yi saw a lot and asked for immortality, regardless of family affection, he abandoned his family and business, exhausted his lifespan and got nothing.

Before he died, he felt remorseful, and when he returned home to face his parents' graves, the strange and distant descendants really ended up in vain.

"Does the old man know the origin of the immortal? I want to visit one or two."

"I cultivated mana, cut firewood quickly, and fished a lot. I am a very immortal to pass on the law, so I went back to the place where I listened to the scriptures to worship."

The old man said: "I was lucky enough to meet General Patrol, and I just learned that it was Qiwu Mountain God who taught the scriptures. Since then, my family will burn incense and worship in the morning and evening, and I dare not slack off in the slightest."

"Qiwu Mountain God!"

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, and decided to investigate one or two. Without heaven and hell full of gods and Buddhas, the danger would be greatly reduced.

"Thank you, old man."

After finishing speaking, he put away the awning boat and flew away with clouds under his feet.

The old man saw the method of soaring through the clouds and riding the fog, without any envy, suddenly a piece of jade slip fell into his hand from the sky.

Trying to explore the power of spiritual consciousness, there are more than 20 kinds of basic spells of the five elements recorded in it.

The old man has cultivated mana diligently over the years, and has never inherited a spell. However, he is very talented, and he can cast a spell called Water Dragon Jue in just a moment of comprehension.

Grabbing the magic formula with one hand, a water dragon rises up from the surface of the sea, rolling dozens of fish into the boat.

"It's really easy to fish like this, but it's a lot less fun."

The old man caressed the long sleeves, put away the jade slips, and continued to shake the oars and sing loudly.

"Everyone in the world praises gods..."

...

Paint Wushan.

The vegetation is sparse and there are many boulders.

Stretching for thousands of miles, half of it penetrates into the East China Sea.

Zhou Yi pinched an invisibility formula, looked from a distance of tens of miles, and saw a cave in the mountain.

It is said to be a cave, but it is more like a temple.

Winding stone steps lead directly to the gate from the bottom of the mountain, and two welcoming guests in colorful feathers are greeting and receiving believers.

The front hall is enshrined with a statue of a bird head and a dragon body several feet high, surrounded by incense, solemn and solemn.

The apse is shrouded in clouds and mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

Zhou Yi was about to use his spiritual powers to see through the restriction of the formation, and sensed a tyrannical divine sense sweeping from the apse.

"Such a strong demonic aura, the mountain god is the demon emperor!"

Thinking of this, a pair of wings grew out of his back, and he directly used the burning blood escape method to escape.

Half a month later.

Escaping tens of thousands of miles in one breath, passing dozens of mountains and rivers, Zhou Yi saw many temples with strange shapes.

There are gods and demons in the temple statues, and their cultivation bases vary from Zhujidan, and I have never met a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm.

"This place probably has the same name, so it saves you the trouble of escaping back to Jiuzhou. First spend some years in the common world, understand Dongsheng Shenzhou clearly, and then find the way of cultivation!"

Zhou Yi calmed down a bit, did some divination and calculated that there was no danger, so he slowed down his speed.

today.

Passing through a small city, the word Lin Yang is written on the gate.

After falling into the light, Zhou Yi turned into a young scholar, and found the Goulan Chu Pavilion by familiarity.

"Welcome to Fengyue place, the news is the most well-informed!"

after one month.

Zhou Yi has a general understanding of the boundaries of this place. Linyang County belongs to Qingyun Mansion, and further up is the Daheng Dynasty.

"Eternal, long time!"

"The Daheng Dynasty has been established for more than two thousand years. It has ruled thousands of miles and has a long history. Because the Li family is an extremely powerful family of cultivators!"

"Dongsheng Shenzhou is full of aura, and the mortal land is comparable to Xiaodan Mountain and Zhengyangyuan, so that mortals are no strangers to cultivating immortals."

"This is really a continent where immortality flourishes!"

Night fell.

Zhou Yi pushed away his jade arm, stood in front of the window and looked into the distance.

To the east of Linyang County is the Earth Temple, which is in charge of the Earth Qi for hundreds of miles and is worshiped by the people in the county.

A few days ago, I met the God of Earth in the Manchun Building. His aura was probably that of a new golden elixir, and his mana was mottled and not authentic. Even if he met him face-to-face, he didn't recognize the Zhouyi cultivator.

In addition to the land god, there are also two gods in Linyang County, Yuntong Hebo and Wushan Mountain God.

Most people in Linyang County believe in these three gods, not just one of them, but worship whoever is lacking.

Farmland reduces production to worship the land, and there is no rain to worship Hebo, a proper pragmatist.

"There is really a divine way!"

"The land god's foundation is the Immortal Dao technique, with a strong scent of incense on his body, obviously he has practiced the mystic arts. A pure monk will not delay Shouyuan's management of the land."

"Let's observe for a while, three thousand years have passed in the sea, not bad for these few years!"

Zhou Yi still has concerns about the word Dongsheng Shenzhou in his heart, and he dare not easily provoke people in the immortal way.

Most of Xiuxian Wendao have the inheritance of masters, so it is easy to hit the younger ones and the older ones. Once the entanglement of cause and effect is started, unless they are completely wiped out, it will not end easily.

Now there happens to be a land god with a low cultivation level who can observe secretly.

This land has blessed Lin Yang for three hundred years, and since his lifespan is short, he can wait for his death and Taoism to disappear, and safely pick up the inheritance of the divine way.

Half a month later.

Zhou Yi bought a place in the west of the county seat, and then set up a shop nearby.

There is a tavern.

After thousands of years, hundreds of millions of miles away, it opened again.

Zhou Yi heard from the girls that the land god has the authority to subdue demons and monitor the localities, and he joins hands with the county government to maintain the peace in the city.

Seriously being a libertine, wandering around Goulan with nothing to do, maybe being exposed to the attention of the land.

Running a tavern is easy.

Lihuabai soon spread its reputation and became a special offer in many restaurants, and the taverns were making money day by day.

The divine scriptures of the land are famous, and they praised after tasting.

"This wine is brewed in a mysterious way, and the fragrance of flowers and wine is ingeniously blended, which is quite suitable for the old man's appetite, not bad!"

"The old people come here often."

Zhou Yi smiled and cupped his hands, and the land manifested as a white-haired old man, wearing luxurious clothes, and he didn't know whether it was the original or a change.

After a few days.

When Miao Zhu came to the tavern, everyone he met bowed and saluted.

The land god is the only two gods in Linyang County, Miaozhu is equivalent to a spokesperson, and his status is not weaker than that of the county magistrate.

"This wine is good, and it will be sent to ten altars in the temple every day."

Miao Zhu ordered, as for money, of course there is no money.

It is an honor for the gods to drink your wine, and they should offer incense to thank you. If you really dare to negotiate the price, you are not afraid of losing the blessing of the gods and being bandied about by bandits?

"I'll deliver it tomorrow."

Zhou Yi showed a happy look, just had a reason to explore the Earth Temple.

...

Twenty years.

flashed by.

In the eyes of Zhou Yi, the common experience of a generation is just a snap of the fingers.

After twenty years of observation and study, Zhou Yi has completely become a commoner of the Daheng Dynasty, with the same accent and customs in speech and manner.

years ago.

Zhou Yi finally entered the Yellow Book of Linyang County, under the pseudonym Zhu Gang.

Daheng implements the household registration system, and the management of the people under the rule is strict, and it is very troublesome to add, delete, delete, and modify.

Zhou Yi originally wanted to use spells at will and enter his name in the yellow book. No one need be alarmed, no matter how he checked, it would be true.

Later, I drank with the official Sun Dian of the county government, and learned that things were not so simple. There was a city god in Qingyun Mansion above Linyang County, who was in charge of the yin and yang life and death registers, and every life and death were recorded.

"In charge of reincarnation of life and death, I'm afraid this kind of supernatural power is not the underworld?"

When Zhou Yi first heard about this, he almost ran away in fright. The appearance of a person who is not in the book of life and death will definitely attract the attention of the city god.

After carefully questioning Sun Dianli, he learned that the list of yin and yang came from the yellow book of the imperial court.

One yin and one yang are checked against each other, which is convenient for controlling the movements of the people under the rule. It is not like the legendary book of life and death, where you can really look up people's origins, life and death through their lives.

Dianli Sun said, seemingly drunk but not drunk: "This yellow book is not easy to enter, it is very troublesome."

"Is one thousand taels enough?"

"Business owner Zhu is doing a good business!"

"Ms. Xiaoxiao came to Manchunlou. It is said that she used to be the oiran of the capital. Are you free now?"

"Empty, empty!"

Sun Dianli and Zhou Yi smiled at each other, and each got something.

After obtaining the household registration yellow book, Zhou Yi keenly sensed the fluctuation of the mysterious aura, which was not like magical powers, but had a faint smell of incense.

"This is the divine power of incense and fire? It is very different from the immortal system!"

"The City God's Yin Division manages the people through the Yellow Book, and perhaps there are Shinto spells, which can remotely monitor life, old age, sickness and death. But most of the time, the City God has no right to manage the people, and the imperial government is in charge!"

"Only when the dead do not want to be reincarnated, and turn into ghosts and stay in the mortal world, or even transform into harmful ghosts, can the city god send the ghosts to hunt them down."

Zhou Yi did not cast spells to erase the scent of incense, nor did he cast spells to seal, eating and sleeping like normal mortals.

Twenty years.

The income is not only the yellow book, but also has a clearer understanding of the Daheng Dynasty.

Originally thought that the immortal way was prosperous and everyone was like a dragon, but now it seems that the wild gods are rampant, and evil sacrifices and prostitutes are spread all over the mountains and rivers, and they use various means to obtain incense from the people to practice the divine way.

The Daheng Dynasty's control over the local area was limited to the prefectures and counties.

The rest of the mountain gods, He Bo, are not orthodox gods, or mountain spirits, ghosts, or Taoist monks. They occupy a place and call themselves immortal gods.

last year.

Linyang County is dry and rainless.

The people of Yuntong River Bertomeng had to sacrifice boys and girls before it rained.

The God of Earth brought the court decree and entered Yuntong River to discuss with him. As a result, he fought for three days and three nights and ended neither in victory nor defeat.

After that, there was no rain for three consecutive months and no crops were harvested.

Zhou Yi wanted to take this opportunity to show his supernatural powers, cut He Bo under the sword, searched for his soul and seized the god's seat, but after inquiring about Miao Zhu, he lost his mind.

Yuntong Hebo has a profound background, and his father is Daze Longjun, Yuanying Yaohuang.

"Another Dragon Emperor? Poor Dao seems to have a lot of karma with the Dragon Clan!"

Zhou Yi made a note in his heart, and he had a good impression of the land of Linyang, thinking that he would not hesitate to offend the Dragon Lord, and fight the Dragon King for the rain for the people.

result.

It's summer this year.

A large locust plague passed through Linyang, and there was no harvest for another year.

Years of disasters and refugees everywhere.

Zhou Yi stood at the entrance of the tavern, looking at the victims lying in disorder on the street, with more air intake and less air output.

"A swarm of locusts can be wiped out by a Jindan cultivator with a wave of his hand, why not?"

Feeling suspicious, he summoned the staff to fill twenty altars of wine, and drove the carriage to the Earth Temple.

east of the city.

Earth Temple.

The radius is only about ten feet, and there are two front and back entrances. The front hall is dedicated to a statue of land, and the backyard is the residence of several temples.

It looks a little dilapidated, but the incense is strong, and worshipers line up two streets.

Zhou Yi drove the carriage to the back door and greeted Miao Zhu, who was in charge of purchasing.

"Master Huang, this batch of wine tastes good, so I'll send you ten jars more."

"Not bad, the land god will bless you."

When Master Huang heard the words, his face burst into a smile, and the extra wine could be brought to his home, and the famous Lihuabai in Qingyun Mansion would not worry about selling it.

Zhou Yi unloaded the wine jar and said in a low voice: "Master Huang, I want to ask for a talisman, a talisman drawn by the gods himself."

"Um?"

Master Huang raised his eyebrows, and suddenly there was a bank note in his hand, and he said with a relaxed expression: "Could it be that Jushi Zhu recruited evil spirits?"

Ninety-nine percent of the talismans issued by the Earth Temple to believers are useless yellow paper, and very few are attached with subtle incense and divine power, which can refresh the mind when worn for a long time.

The latter talismans need to be enshrined devoutly, and there is no specific statement on how to count as devout.

Generally calculated according to incense money!

The number of magic talismans mentioned by Zhouyi is even rarer, and it requires the god of the land to consume divine power to draw them. After wearing them, they can strengthen the body and prevent evil from invading.

These mysterious talismans are only given to those who are destined!

Zhou Yi said worriedly: "There are too many refugees in this city. If the wine shop is attacked, the consequences will be unimaginable. We just want to have the protection of the gods and feel at ease."

"So that's how it is."

Master Huang put the bank note in his cuff, but he didn't agree to the talisman, and said.

"Don't worry about the refugees. The locust plague will pass soon. The food from the imperial court has been sent to the county government. It will be cleared up in a few days."

Zhou Yi was surprised: "Could it be that the gods came to save the people?"

"That's natural."

Master Huang looked proud and stroked his three-inch beard.

"The common people say they believe in God every day, and they don't see offerings on weekdays. Look at this disaster, and the people offering incense are lined up for miles..."