I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Soul search!

The origin of the scribes came to the fore, and it was exactly as he said.

A down-and-out scholar encounters an adventure, refines energy all the way, builds a foundation and forms alchemy, turns around and wins the Jinshi again in the imperial examination, and serves as the clerk of the Salary Department of the Daheng Household Department.

An eighth-rank Beijing official, and one of the richest household departments in the six departments, he is already a huge figure in the eyes of the common people.

"Well, I also married dozens of daughters-in-law, such an experience can be called the protagonist of the story!"

When Zhou Yi returned to the mountain temple, the spirit ginseng doll had already emerged from the ground, and bowed very courteously to salute.

"Immortal Elder condenses Nascent Soul, congratulations!"

"You guys still have the face to come out and watch the statue of the poor Taoist being smashed to pieces."

Zhou Yi waved his hand to smash the statue of the scribes, replaced the statue of the Taoist, and left behind a piece of Nascent Soul mana, which can deter visitors when he goes out.

The Lingshen baby said flatteringly: "We also listened to the instructions of the immortal head. Whenever there is a foreign enemy, you can hide if you can. Anyway, you have a long lifespan. When he dies, we will dig the grave and spread the ashes!"

"Hmph! Don't go down the mountain yet, and exchange the other statues."

Zhou Yi didn't criticize Lingshen Doll harshly, since he was born with Lingzhi, he fled around with him, and it has become a habit under the subtle influence.

After a few days.

The people near Wushan changed new statues of mountain gods.

The god statue that was enshrined yesterday has filled the kitchen fire hall today, it is really a cold world.

The king's flag changes on the top of the city, and after you sing, I will appear on the stage, and the gods from all walks of life will change back and forth like lanterns, and the common people are already used to it.

They don't believe in the gods in their seats!

The common people don't care about whether it's Buddha or Dao, right or wrong, and they don't have the right to support or oppose it. Instead, they offer incense to that seat.

"Pindao has worked hard for 20 years. In the eyes of the common people, he is just a mountain god who worships well. There are only a hundred or so who really worship him devoutly."

Zhou Yi didn't know much about the Shinto of incense, but according to the current situation, Daheng and even Dongsheng Shenzhou's Shinto incense had problems.

Ordinary people don't offer heartfelt offerings, and clock in like going to work, so the power of incense and vows must be shallow.

In order to condense the wish beads, the gods must increase the intensity of harvesting incense, which indirectly caused mortals not to believe in gods.

Such a vicious circle makes it difficult for Shinto to prosper.

"This kind of general situation is far from being poor, and I don't need a wishing pearl. A pure immortal monk, the decadence of the divine way is good for me!"

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, lamenting that if Shinto continues to develop like this, there will inevitably be more Linyang land cases.

After all, it is the common people who suffer!

Handing over the mountain temple to Lingshenwa, Zhou Yi soared through the clouds and flew towards Daheng Capital.

On the way, Zhou Yi used Thunder Escape, blessed with True Dragon Transformation and Burning Blood Escape, and passed through Qingyun Mansion in just half an hour.

"This speed is far faster than that of the Dragon Emperor back then, and it is considered the top in the Nascent Soul Realm!"

Zhouyi's accumulation of thousands of years quickly exploded after breaking through the realm, and when the mana arrived, all kinds of magical powers were perfected on their own, just like the old Taoist monarch for many years.

the next day.

Daheng Capital is far away.

It is built near the mountain, covering three or four thousand miles, with clouds and rosy clouds, like a fairyland in the sky.

Looking at the city from the outside, you can vaguely see pavilions, towers and pavilions.

The majestic and towering city walls are arranged with numerous formations to isolate the internal and external scenes. Even if the Nascent Soul transforms into a god, it has to obediently walk through the main entrance.

"Mount Heng is the top spiritual vein in Dongsheng Shenzhou. According to the division of Jiuzhou's immortal cultivation world, it should be at the heaven level. It is rumored that the spiritual vein has been cultivated for tens of thousands of years, giving birth to a blessed land, which is the foundation of the Li family's royal family!"

Fairy Mountain Blessed Land is often used to describe monks' caves, but it is actually a real boundary.

According to the records in the classics, the avenue of heaven and earth manifests in the blessed land, which is mysterious and extraordinary, and it is easier for monks to realize the Tao and break through. Some people once speculated that the environment of the blessed land is similar to that of the fairy world.

Zhou Yi fell to Duanguang and paid the entrance fee of ten spirit stones.

"At this price, it is difficult for ordinary people to enter the city!"

really.

The streets are lively and bustling, but there are very few mortals. Daheng Capital is almost a city composed entirely of monks.

Not only people, but also monsters with beast heads walking on the street very naturally.

"This is the prosperous world of cultivating immortals!"

The tip of Zhou Yi's nose twitched, and he noticed that everyone was exuding a thick or weak scent of incense.

"In the prosperous age where everyone is like a dragon, the assistance of incense and vows is indispensable. When the world of cultivating immortals in Jiuzhou was at its peak, the top floor was not weaker than Dongsheng Shenzhou, but there was no monk city!"

The scarcity and randomness of spiritual roots separate Jiuzhou immortals.

Even the Jindan Zhenjun Yuanying Patriarch had to obediently accept that his offspring were inferior in aptitude, and they had to marry more and have more births to give birth to spiritual roots.

The wish force beads are infinitely useful. Even if you practice martial arts without spiritual roots, and have a large number of spiritual objects and incense and wish power double blessings, you can quickly reach the state of drawing qi into the body.

Dongsheng Shenzhou has no shortage of spiritual energy, spiritual objects, and exercises. What is afraid of is that the practice is slow and the lifespan is insufficient. The incense fire meditation technique just makes up for this.

The longer the qi refining period, the more foundation building and golden elixir talents.

"One technique prospers one continent...why does it always feel familiar?"

Zhou Yi didn't have the time to investigate the source of the spell for the time being, so he found a well-informed place in the city, and spent half a month to roughly figure out the situation in Daheng Capital.

The structure of Kyoto is similar to that of ordinary capitals, or in other words, it was transformed from the capital.

There is no shortage of various official positions in the imperial palace, the six departments of the Beijing government, and the difference is that all of them are monks.

"The capital city is extraordinary!"

Zhou Yi has seen the method of top double cultivation, and the taste is far more mysterious than that of Miaoyu Pavilion. He heard the girls boast that there are male and female cultivators of Jindan and Yuanying realms working part-time in the building.

The double cultivation technique belongs to the Immortal Dao Kungfu that is both righteous and evil, and several sects in Daheng use it as their foundation.

"Dare to double cultivate with Jindan Yuanying, and you are not afraid of making troubles in secret, your energy and spirit will be sucked dry!"

Zhou Yi was walking on the streets of Kyoto, looking left and right with his hands in his hands, like an old man wandering the streets.

Wine shops sell spirit wine, restaurants eat spirit beasts, and pawnshops sell spirit objects. If you don't look at the shops that sell pills, talismans, and seals, they are not much different from ordinary cities.

The people's spirits were high, and they couldn't help but raise their voices when talking to the foreign monks.

Living in the capital is not easy.

Anyone who can settle down for a long time must have at least a foundation-building cultivator in the clan, and they can gain a relationship with Jindan by twists and turns.

The purpose of the residence in the capital is not only for living, but also similar to a cave that can be inherited. It not only enjoys the top spiritual veins, but also the safety protection of the Daheng court.

Zhou Yi found a dental firm and asked about the price of the house.

"It's okay, not too expensive!"

No matter how expensive the houses in Kyoto are, in the eyes of the 6,500-year-old monster, that's the way it is. For example, in the previous life, I lamented that the housing price in the imperial capital was expensive. If I could work part-time for six thousand years, would I still be able to afford it?

"It's a pity that there is no price in the market, and no one is willing to sell a house unless it is absolutely necessary!"

Zhou Yi's walking seems slow but actually fast, one step at a hundred feet, derived from the supernatural powers of the Ten Thousand Buddhas sect, the speed can't compare with Duan Guang, but there is something mysterious about traveling in the city.

in the city.

The east side of Daheng Palace.

The Yamen of the Prospecting Department.

Yuan Ding was established in 1985, and it has been 14 years since then. There are two lions standing at the gate, not stone carvings but living dragon son Suanni.

Of course, the blood is thin, and there are dozens of generations separated from the real dragon.

Suan Ni was in charge of guarding the gate. Seeing Zhou Yi approaching, he opened his mouth to ask why.

Zhou Yi revealed the soul of the scribes, and after a while, an official opened the door and led them all the way to the Yatang.

"Senior, wait a moment."

The official bowed and said: "You are the first Daoist Yuanying, how to count your merits is still up to the head of the department to decide."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, sitting on a chair and drinking tea.

Before coming here, I had already inquired clearly that since Emperor Yuan Ding carried out Beijing inspections and major plans, many corrupt officials and evil spirits in the capital have fled, and the Nuclear Survey Department has issued wanted and rewarded missions.

Because the monks who escaped were at least in the Jindan realm, and even the Yuanying ancestors found a place to change their appearance, and even escaped from the border of Daheng, so few wanted orders were completed.

Three years ago, there was an overseas golden pill, which killed the fugitive evil god, and came to the Daheng Dynasty to hand it over to the Survey and Nuclear Division.

The imperial court issued rewards, and even conferred an official mountain god.

Not long after.

A red-robed official manifested his figure, cupped his hands and said, "Wang Qing, the impoverished Taoist priest, is in charge of the examination and examination."

"I've seen you Wang Daoyou."

Zhou Yi felt that Wang Qing's aura was as deep as the sea, at least in the middle and late stages of Yuan Ying, and he cupped his hands and said: "Poverty Zhu Gang, Qingyun Mansion Wushan Mountain God."

"Linyang Wushan, or Luxian Wushan?"

Wang Qing is very familiar with the mountains and rivers in Daheng, and the officials of the survey and inspection department have traveled to almost all the counties to assess the merits and demerits of local officials and land.

"Linyang Wushan."

Zhou Yi took out the soul of the scribe, and said: "A few days ago, the impoverished Taoist retreated, and this guy actually occupied the god's seat. After asking, he found out that he was a fugitive, so he immediately killed him and sent him to the court."

"That's hard work for Zhu Shanshen."

Wang Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, and he didn't like Zhouyi in his heart. In the eyes of the officials of the survey and nuclear department, 99% of the mountain god Hebo should be killed.

"Poverty is practicing in Daheng, so he should devote himself to serving the country."

Zhou Yi bowed his hands to the palace: "Your Majesty is so talented and general, he will clear up the officialdom and the Taoism, and the poor Taoist will do his best to support it. I can't wait to catch all the fugitives!"

"..."

Wang Qing was speechless for a moment, the majestic Daoist Yuan Ying was so shameless.

Different from ordinary people like kings, ministers and kings, Li's royal family and sect rule Daheng together, which is equivalent to the most powerful cultivating family in the country. Immortal cultivators are naturally happy and carefree, and rarely flatter them naked.

However, Wang Qing didn't dare to refute Zhouyi, he couldn't show his attitude in private, so he had to follow along.

"Zhu Daoyou has made great contributions to the court, and His Majesty will not hesitate to reward you. Since you want to catch fugitives, how about working in the Nuclear Survey Department?"

"The mana of the poor is low, and it is difficult to take on great responsibilities."

Zhou Yi repeatedly refused. The Survey and Nuclear Research Department seemed to have amazing power. Today, Jindan will be killed tomorrow, and Yuanying will be killed tomorrow, but his own loss is not small.

What's more, there are too many forces offended. In the future, when Daheng's Dao is wiped out, with Emperor Yuan Ding's cold temper, he will definitely use the Survey and Nuclear Division to appease the anger of all parties, and only fools will join.

"I don't want to say goodbye, I just need a yellow book of righteous gods, so that I can live as a herdsman of your majesty in the future."

"That really wronged Fellow Daoist Zhu, I will explain it to His Majesty."

Wang Qing's voice was strange, he didn't understand how such slippery and hypocritical people survived the tribulation of inner demons.

The goal of Zhou Yi was achieved, so he didn't care about Wang Qing's ridicule, and got the Yellow Book of the Righteous God, and later hid in the mountains to cultivate until the Yuanying was perfect, and when he left the gate, the grass on this guy's grave was three feet high.

"Thank you, Mr. Wang, Pindao is waiting for news at Feixian Pavilion."

...

There are no secrets in the Yamen.

This is true for ordinary people, and it is also true for the world of cultivating immortals.

soon.

The origins of the Book of Changes were placed in front of the Dahengchao family and sect, and the investigation stopped at Wushan Mountain God and shopkeepers, and the previous information was empty.

Someone related the news reported by the Chiming Mansion, and guessed that Zhou Yi was the monk who crossed the catastrophe.

On the whole, it is still innocent, especially the pure and harmonious aura of the martial arts, the orthodox cultivator of Xuanmen is the most popular among all forces.

Zhouyi's foothold was also quickly figured out, lingering in the top Goulan in the capital, it belongs to the capital branch of Feixianzong, and has never come out since entering.

Spend time and wine, feel at ease!

"This is a wonderful man!"

Feixianzong has a lot of influence in Daheng. After hearing the news, they immediately sent someone to invite Zhou Yi to join the sect.

Promising the position of elder, you can get a 50% discount on future purchases at Feixian Pavilion!

Zhou Yi admits that this condition is very attractive, but he has no shortage of spirit stones, so he refused the invitation with heartache, but he still got a lifetime membership card with a 10% discount.

"Flying Immortal Sect's atmosphere, we won't change the land boundary in the future!"

Another half month passed.

Zhouyi has come into contact with many forces, the strong one has Tianjun in charge, and the weak one has at least Nascent Soul. The conditions offered are similar, similar to becoming an elder, enshrining, and family and sect giving cultivation resources.

"Pindao has no lack of skills, no lack of spiritual objects, and this kind of power is useless."

"Besides, the elders who started halfway will never be able to become their own people, and they will not be able to enjoy the core benefits. If they encounter danger, they will be sent to the poor!"

"Looking at it this way, it's not bad to be a casual cultivator!"

...

today.

Baiweilou.

Zhou Yi found a corner and was drinking by himself.

A young Taoist priest walked up the stairs and sat across from him.

"After waiting for more than half a month, Fellow Daoist is finally willing to come out of Feixian Pavilion."

"I don't know what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Yi looked at the Taoist priest carefully. He was in his twenties with a stern face and a simple and simple style of Taoist robe.

The Taoist said slowly: "The Ziyang Sutra!"

brush!

The lightsaber fell into the hand, and it bloomed with extremely fierce sword energy, turning into a sword array and sealing off several feet around.

"Who are you?"

Zhou Yi's murderous intent was awe-inspiring, if this person couldn't explain some reason, he would kill him directly, escape from Dongsheng Shenzhou if he survived three hits, and wait and see for hundreds of years before returning.

"Such an exquisite sword art, even the elders in the sect rarely achieve such an achievement, it is actually a natural seed of the sword!"

The Taoist spoke on his own, his tone was not as cold as before: "Poverty Dao Guxiao, three generations of Butian Sect disciples."

"Mending Heaven Sect?"

Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and tentatively said: "Pindao once strayed into the cave of the sages, and obtained some heritages of the Butian Sect, including the Ziyang Sutra..."

"The Butian Sect has a long tradition, and there are countless masters in the sect, and I don't know how many inheritances are scattered outside."

Gu Xiao said: "Fellow daoists have obtained the inheritance of Butian, which means that they have a predestined relationship with our sect. The poor daoist is ordered by his master to invite fellow daoists to return to the sect!"

"Butian sect, can there be immortals living in this world?"

Zhou Yi stayed in Dongsheng Shenzhou for decades, and learned a lot about the world of cultivating immortals. For example, the three titles of Jiao, Zong, and Pai should not be used indiscriminately.

"That's nature, and the immortals in the teaching will continue from generation to generation!"

Every time Gu Xiao mentions Butian Sect, he will look solemn and reverent: "15,000 years ago, Patriarch Yun Yi survived ninety-nine heavenly tribulations, successfully ascending to heaven."

"Dongsheng Shenzhou several times, the master who has the method of ascension is only five fingers!"

Zhou Yi was not excited by the method of ascension, he has endless life, as long as he does not die young, it will be a matter of time to ascend to the fairy world, he asked.

"Pindao is naturally willing to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors. Dare to ask if joining the Butian Sect requires restrictions such as soul lamps, or testing the age of qualifications?"

"Such prohibitions are entirely voluntary."

Gu Xiao said: "Due to the wide spread of inheritance in the religion, there are many people from various countries in Dongsheng Shenzhou who practice cultivation. The patriarch does not limit the roots of such disciples, but can only formally worship into the religion by condensing the golden core!"

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, then said with a smile.

"Pindao has been fascinated by the Butian Sect for a long time. Today, the brother came to the door and finally got his wish!"

Gu Xiao smiled when he heard the words, as expected, he had a shameless personality as rumored.