I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

today.

There are monks and Taoists, scribes and beggars, blacksmith soldiers and so on.

Most of the aura is that of Yuanying Daojun, and there are a few obscure and inexplicable ones. The monks next to him bowed to salute, obviously it is Huashen Tianjun.

A few days ago.

Zhou Yi sent invitations widely, inviting fellow Taoists from all over the world to taste the immortal wine.

Those who received the invitations all rushed to Qingyun Mountain. It was the time for the conferring of the gods, wine tasting was just a pretext, and everyone wanted to know the first-hand news in advance.

mountain temple.

Yongsheng Hall.

Carved railings are made of jade, exotic flowers and plants.

The spiritual mist on the ground billows like a fairyland, and the roof is made of pure gold, shining brilliantly.

When Huashen Tianjun entered the hall, he saw many rare spiritual objects, which were randomly placed in the corner of the wall as decorations, and he couldn't help but marvel at how extravagant they are!

There are already more than 20 people in the hall, lined up on the left and right, and those sitting in the front are beggars and scribes in strange clothes, while the robes of Yuan Ying, Taoist monarch, and monks in the back look more fairy-tale.

Cultivation has reached the realm of transforming gods, and it seems that it is only one step away from being a human being, but in fact it is out of reach.

It is difficult to gain mana, and the lifespan lasts for two to three thousand years, so the old Huashen monks are often eccentric, and they like to mingle with the mundane to sharpen their Taoism.

After a long time, he really became a beggar literati, or a blacksmith soldier.

The banquet has not yet officially started, and the hall is bustling with noise.

Zhou Yi shuttled back and forth in the hall, chatting with the guests one by one and tasting wine. Due to his long life span, no matter the monk's alchemy array talisman or the ordinary person's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, they have all reached the state of great achievement.

Therefore, he could speak on any topic and express his own unique insights, which attracted the monks to praise him repeatedly.

At this time.

A ray of light fell into the hall, turning into a white-haired old man with sloppy Taoist robes, stained with oil stains from nowhere.

Zhou Yi hurriedly cupped his hands in greeting: "I've met Senior Brother Hong."

"Junior Brother Sun, you don't need to be polite, the old man has a thick skin, so come to drink without invitation."

The old Taoist glanced across the monks in the hall, and a flash of light fell on the front left, next to him were fellow members of the Jietian Sect, and on the opposite side were disciples of the Butian Sect.

There is a jade table in front of him, with a spirit fruit wine pot on it.

Picking up the jug, he took a deep breath and winked at the middle-aged Taoist opposite: "Hey, isn't this Li Jianxian from Butian Sect, who is said to be a swordsman who comes out once in a thousand years, why does he want to take the shortcut of becoming a god?"

Li Jianxian raised his eyelids, ignoring the old man, such an aggressive general would not even cause a trace of embarrassment.

Which of the monks in the temple is not a generation of wizards, otherwise they would not have caught the eyes of immortals, but their cultivation has reached such a level, and talent alone is not enough to make a breakthrough.

It was approaching noon.

Most of the seats in the hall are already full, not only the monks of the Three Religions, but also members of other great religions.

Zhou Yi came to the top, raised his glass and said.

"Pin Daoist's qualifications are low, his mana is shallow, and he was lucky enough to be valued by the master, so he presided over the matter of enshrining the gods. Today, I invite all the fellow Taoists to taste wine, and after asking the master, I can reveal some news first!"

"Also ask senior brother/junior brother to advise!"

The monks in the hall stood up and returned the salute, even the Emperor Huashen would not dare to take it seriously, but in front of him were the disciples of three immortals.

Not to mention being directly responsible for conferring the gods, even if it is known that the ancestors of various religions are in charge, the executor can make minor changes, as long as it does not affect the general situation, the immortals will turn a blind eye.

"Now the ancestors of various religions are refining the list of gods..."

Zhou Yi held a banquet today just to get rid of trouble.

The Heavenly Court is a secret right now, but it won't be long before the gods of various sects will spread the news, and they simply opened it up and said that they can still sell people a favor.

There was silence in the hall, and all the monks memorized the words of Zhou Yi word by word in their hearts, and analyzed them repeatedly with their fellow disciples and clansmen.

After a while.

Zhou Yi said: "Probably there are only so many. I don't know the specific positions in the Heavenly Court and the detailed rules of the Heavenly Court!"

"Thank you brother/brother!"

"Being able to know a few days earlier, I owe my junior brother a great favor!"

"Heavenly Court, I don't know which ancestor came up with such a mysterious method of conferring gods..."

The hall was buzzing, and there were many discussions.

It is related to the changes in the world of cultivating immortals for tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of years, and it is closely related to those present here. Maybe we can take this opportunity to break through to a higher level.

Li Jianxian pondered for a moment, then said: "Brother Zhu, I have been retreating and cultivating on the mountain all year round, and I don't know much about the court and the functioning of officials. I still need to ask for advice. Is there any trick for selecting officials in the heavenly court?"

Everyone fell silent immediately, listening to Zhou Yi's answer with their ears upright.

"Senior Brother Li, I have never been an official before, so I can only make some guesses out of thin air, and I can only use them as a reference."

Zhou Yi said: "First of all, I can be sure that I would rather be a small official in the heaven than go to work as a coolie."

The sloppy Taoist said puzzledly: "According to what my junior said, being promoted requires merit, and the local government is easier to do things than the heavenly court, and the local officials can be called the emperor of the earth, which is far more enjoyable than being a small official in the heavenly court..."

The monks in the palace who had mixed with the common people all nodded their heads in agreement. They had also served as officials in the common court, and they knew the twists and turns of the officialdom very well.

"otherwise!"

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "This is heaven, not ordinary people. For example, when a ninth-rank Daoist Yuan Ying meets a seventh-rank Jindan, don't the latter treat each other as equals?"

Li Jianxian suddenly asked: "Will there be a situation in the heaven where the official position is far smaller than the realm?"

"This is an inevitable thing. Anyone who goes to work in the Heavenly Court will have to go up from the ninth rank..."

Zhou Yi said: "In this way, how can the local ninth-rank gods have a good relationship with the officials in the heavenly court and the superiors of various ministries?"

For example, the mighty Monkey King is only a ninth-rank sesame official after being recruited, but he can make good friends with all the great gods and immortals. If he doesn't raise the flag to rebel, he will probably be promoted soon.

"That makes sense."

The sloppy Taoist smiled and said: "As expected, Junior Brother Sun is a wonderful person, do you have any other advice?"

Only this one, today is not in vain, otherwise, if you spend all your energy to choose a magistrate, you will seem to be domineering for hundreds of years, but you will not be able to get promoted, and you will not be able to prolong your life.

"Secondly..."

Zhou Yi said in a deep voice: "Everyone might as well go to the Daheng Dynasty to be an official while you are still young, and it is best to be in the court!"

"Why?"

Some monks doubted: "Then Daheng is only a second-rate imperial court. Even if you have official experience, you should go to the Great Moon, Shengyang and other immortal dynasties!"

Zhou Yi glanced at the crowd and said quietly.

"The current Emperor Daheng is the first emperor in the Heavenly Court!"

"hiss!"

"What?"

"What is the virtue and ability of Emperor Yuanding?"

"When it comes to being an emperor, being poor is not bad!"

"Luck that has been cultivated in hundreds of lifetimes!"

"..."

The voice fell, and there was an uproar in the hall.

No one would have thought that Emperor Yuan Ding, a mere Yuan Ying monk, is not a true biography of the great religion, so what qualifications does he have to lead the heavenly court?

Zhou Yi tasted wine slowly, the bomb has been released, I believe no one will disturb after today.

In recent years, it is really too famous, and a new hot spot is needed to reduce the hot search!

"This matter has won the nod of the ancestors, unless there are irresistible factors, it is already the first emperor of the sky!"

Which factors are irresistible?

Obsessed, missing, falling...

Everyone in the hall looked mysterious, and they thought of hundreds of killing methods in an instant, many of which were lost supernatural powers and secret techniques.

"After the gossip is over, the following is today's business."

Zhou Yi took out hundreds of altars of spirit wine from his cuffs, with years ranging from a thousand to a few thousand years, and said with a smile.

"The matter of conferring the gods, it will be difficult for us to get together in a short time. Let's drink together today, and we will never return if we don't get drunk!"

...

Daheng.

Palace of Qinzheng.

Emperor Yuan Ding controlled the avatar to handle official affairs year after year.

Since the launch of the technique of sealing the mystery with incense and fire, the wild gods from all over the place have been wiped out by the disciples of the great religion, but natural and man-made disasters still continue to follow.

In particular, the wishing power beads are soaring day by day, and the disciples of the great sect can't help but manipulate the disaster and harvest the incense of the people.

"It would be great if all the monks were like Butianmen, or the court law could punish the disciples of the Great Sect!"

Emperor Yuan Ding shook his head slightly, everyone has selfishness, including himself.

"I have been in charge of Daheng for 170 years. According to the rules of the royal family, I should step down in another 30 years. It coincides with the changes in the world of cultivating immortals, and the world is turned upside down. This is a great opportunity for me!"

"Whether to change the law, or start a war..."

While he was thinking, a ray of light flew from outside the hall and landed outside the hall, and ran in before he could tell.

"Your Majesty, great joy, great joy!"

"Zhao Aiqing, what's the big happy event?"

Emperor Yuan Ding showed doubts, Zhao Hong was the Minister of Rites in front of him, and his background was an elder of the Ten Juejiao.

"Your Majesty, I have received accurate information."

Envy and jealousy flashed in Zhao Hong's eyes, and he said: "Heaven will be established, and the ancestors of the immortals appointed His Majesty as the first emperor of heaven to lead the gods of Dongsheng Shenzhou. It can be said that there is no one in the past and present!"

"God!"

Emperor Yuan Ding was slightly taken aback, the name sounded majestic, and asked: "What is the Heavenly Court, what is the Heavenly Emperor?"

Zhao Hong explained in detail that the source of the news was his fellow disciple, who immediately passed the news over after attending the banquet in Qingyun Mountain.

"Why did you choose me?"

A strange look flashed in Yuan Dingdi's eyes. His goal was to become the God of Righteousness, and then use the power of incense and fire to become the True God.

In the end, before the plan even started, he suddenly became the Emperor of Heaven?

The title of the number one true god, regardless of status or real power, is far inferior to the Emperor of Heaven!

Emperor Yuan Ding pondered for a long time, quickly digested the surprise, and said with a smile: "I will definitely work hard, and I dare not disappoint the celestial beings. I also want to thank Zhao Aiqing, what reward do I want?"

"Your Majesty, I have a merciless request."

Zhao Hong bowed his body and saluted, and said: "I come from ten unique sects, and there are many fellow sects in the sect. I am willing to serve your majesty and contribute to the country. I also ask your majesty to grant me an official position!"

"The Disciple of the Ten Absolutes is the pride of heaven, of course I welcome it."

Emperor Yuan Ding said: "Zhao Aiqing don't worry, no matter how many disciples come, Guochao will arrange official positions."

"Thank you Your Majesty!"

Zhao Hong's face showed joy, and it was not in vain that he was waiting for news from Qingyun Mountain at any time. He rolled his eyes and said, "I have another piece of news, which concerns your majesty's safety. Many monks are unwilling to let your majesty be the emperor of heaven, and want to do something big rebellious! "

"Zhen Qu Yuan Ying, in the eyes of Dajiao Zhenchuan, is nothing more than a casual cultivator."

Emperor Yuan Ding said faintly: "Nowadays, once he is enthroned as the Emperor of Heaven, he will rule over many great sects in name, so some people will not be reconciled!"

Zhao Hong's complexion changed, and he suddenly knelt down with a plop, ignoring the face of the great teaching.

"Ten Absolute Sect disciples, do your best to support His Majesty!"

"Zhao Aiqing please get up!"

Emperor Yuan Ding's tone was very kind, but surprise flashed in his eyes, this Zhao Hong is no worse than the head disciple of the three religions, he can cooperate but he has to be careful.

"Love Qing, don't worry, I will be safe and sound, and ascend the throne of Heavenly Emperor!"

"I congratulate Your Majesty."

Zhao Hong had doubts in his heart, could it be that Emperor Yuan Ding had something to rely on, and the only one who could be called a backer in Daheng was the Taizu.

...

A secret in the world, as long as more than three people know it, it is no longer a secret.

The news of the Heavenly Court and the Heavenly Emperor spread throughout Dongsheng Shenzhou in just a few days. Anyone who wasn't a cultivator deep in the mountains had heard that Emperor Yuanding would become the head of the gods!

All of a sudden, countless escaping lights flew to Daheng Capital.

Or seek an official position, or have a weird mind, or eat melons to watch the fun, and so on.

Emperor Yuan Ding suddenly became the center of the vortex, and Zhou Yi immediately relaxed, met with Gu Xiao, Pei Yuanzhou, Bai Suixin and others in private, and promised to get a high-ranking official position on the list of gods.

"Pindao is too lazy to be an official, but he has a group of friends who are officials!"

Zhou Yi practiced in Qingyun Mountain for half a month, and finally waited for the boy who was the head of the sect, and sent 10,000 wishing beads.

All of them are crystal clear, with faint golden threads wandering in them. As expected of the Wishing Beads obtained from Immortals, the quality is higher than expected.

Back to Kunlun Cave.

Zhou Yi landed next to Jian Mu, stroking the purple bark.

"Niu'er, Niu'er, after thousands of years, we finally meet again!"

As he spoke, he took out the wish beads one by one, and unsealed them with the incense concentrating technique, turning them into majestic incense and melting into Jianmu's core.

The remnant soul of the scalper grew rapidly under the power of incense and fire, and began to occupy the emerald green consciousness group.

10%, 20%, 30%...

When it reached 50%, Jianmu's consciousness kept trembling, and he sent out fear and timid soul fluctuations to Zhou Yi, and began to try his best to repel the scalper's soul.

"Be good, be obedient, let go of your soul, and merge with Niu'er..."

Zhouyi's voice was soft, like coaxing a child, Jianmu hesitated for a long time and stopped resisting consciously.

With the integration of tens of thousands of wish power beads, the remnant soul of the scalper has grown to the extreme, occupying 99% of the entire consciousness group, and it is only one step away from completely replacing it and becoming the spirit of Jianmu.

However, the continuous integration of incense and wish power did not see the slightest increase.

"Huh?"

Zhou Yi was surprised, and the only remaining touch of emerald green was difficult to integrate anyway, so he asked, "Hey, what's going on?"

The remaining wisp of Jianmu consciousness exudes soul fluctuations.

"I see."

Zhou Yi frowned, and sighed: "Jianmu's original grade is too high, and the acquired soul of a cow is far inferior to devouring the innate spirit. Just one step away is like a moat!"

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Yi's soul turned into a blade and penetrated into Jianmu's core.

brush!

Jianmu's nascent consciousness group can withstand the cutting of Yuanying's soul, and directly peels off the only remaining emerald green.

"The matter has come to this point, and the dead horse can only be used as a living horse doctor. The cow has been cultivated in Jianmu for thousands of years, and has fused 99% of the original source. Even if it is divided into two, there is a high probability that it will not dissipate!"

At this time, Jianmu Benyuan was divided into two groups, one large and one small.

The small emerald green and the large dark green, the former still stays in the wood, while the latter flows outward along the trunk.

The purple bark bulges quickly, and two young leaves emerge, but they grow into palm-sized leaves in a short while.

Between the two leaves, a pitch-black stamen drilled out, which bloomed at a speed visible to the naked eye and then withered, leaving only a black-yellow fruit the size of a bean.

buzz buzz...

Jianmu trembled continuously, and even began to shrink, from tens of feet to eight or nine feet in an instant.

The Xuanhuang fruit is growing up to the size of a fist.

At the same time, the dark green soul penetrated into the black and yellow fruit, and gradually manifested in the shape of a bull!