I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Nothing in this world is permanent.

Zhou Yi had guessed a long time ago that Tianting would lose its original intention and its hierarchy would solidify, but he didn't expect it to fall so quickly.

The original intention of the Heavenly Court is written on the back of the list of gods. The ink has not yet dried up. Now everything has become a tool for future generations to rule hundreds of millions of living beings. It really makes the sages die with regret...

"Eh? Pindao isn't dead yet, so it's all right!"

Zhou Yi put the matter of the heavens behind him. After all, no matter how bad it was, it was better than the wild gods swarming thousands of years ago.

For thousands of years, ordinary people have enjoyed peace for dozens of generations, which can be described as a great merit!

"With such merits and virtues repeated hundreds of times, the poor Taoist will probably be a clean man again."

Zhou Yi glanced at Li Shitou, with dark clouds over his head between his brows, and threw him hundreds of miles away with a wave of his hand. This guy is probably a tool for gaining merit and fame in heaven.

The reason why he didn't search for souls and kill them was because Li Shitou had a ghostly aura on him, so he caused trouble for nothing.

"Continue to celebrate...cough, travel around!"

Zhou Yi turned into green smoke and drifted away with the wind.

Now Patriarch Yu still doesn't know that the so-called "Third Master Yu" is a disguised monk, and Zhou Yi will not say that the land god teamed up with demons to set up a trap, so as not to make the Yu family resentful.

When enshrining righteous gods in the future, if the heart is not sincere, the power of incense and vows will be poor.

The God of Earth found a random excuse and exterminated the Yu family, which was still in line with the laws of the heavenly court.

Sometimes, it's not bad to live in a daze without knowing the truth of the world!

A hundred years of life in the world may pass in a blink of an eye, and in the end it will be a pile of loess. Don't be too obsessed with right and wrong, black and white,

Rarely confused!

Leaving the boundary of Chongshan County, head west all the way.

No need to escape, no supernatural powers, just walk on two legs.

Stay in the mountains, go fishing when you meet the water, celebrate a few years when you meet a city, and experience different customs and customs.

Happy times are always short!

today.

In the far western city of Kyoto, Zhou Yi received a summons in his sleep.

——Master's lifespan will be exhausted, hurry back to Xuanyuan Mountain!

Carefully pushing away the snow-white jade arm, Zhou Yi was about to turn into a light and leave when the Huakui girl slowly opened her eyes and called out.

"Young master!"

The voice is lazy and charming, and the eyes are touching.

"My son has something important to go home, if there is a chance in the future..."

Zhou Yi randomly searched for a reason, and before he finished speaking, the Huakui girl started to move her hands, and said solemnly: "There is really something important, we can't delay it!"

After a while.

The bed creaked non-stop, and Zhou Yi kept praying in his heart.

"Master, last a few more days!"

...

A ray of light traversed the sky.

Zhou Yi lay on the clouds, recalling the past hundred years.

I have traveled all over the countries of Dongsheng Shenzhou, I have seen prosperity, I have seen misery, I have seen demons and demons, and I have seen chivalry.

Celebrating a hundred years, he finally regained his Dao heart, and looked away from the inexplicable blame. Anyway, immortality has endless life, and no matter how much karma it has, it can be completely eliminated.

"It's not enough to help 100 million old ladies to cross the road. At worst, help 100 million old grandpas, and you can always accumulate enough merit!"

After a few days.

Duanguang fell into Xuanyuan Mountain.

Zhou Yi was full of grief, fell into the main hall and knelt down in front of the statue of the patriarch, wailing hoarsely.

"Master, this disciple was deeply trapped in the devil's lair, and it was hard to get back. After all, I couldn't see you for the last time..."

In the past hundred years, many monsters have appeared in the common world, ignoring the constraints of the sky, and wantonly causing disasters.

The mortal world, which has been quiet for thousands of years, treats monsters and ghosts almost as a joke, but now it has no power to resist.

Among them, Yan Kingdom in the north was the worst. The demon cultivator claimed to be the descendant of the blood demon, and sacrificed a city as soon as he was born.

The emperor of Yan Kingdom offered sacrifices to the heavens, and invited the Tai Sui and the heavenly soldiers and generals to fight the devil for several months before surrendering. Since then, tens of millions of people in the country have worshiped the gods of heaven.

The sincerity of his heart is like that of a Buddha in Lingshan!

The power of the incense and vows obtained by the heavenly court for a hundred years is no worse than that of the past thousand years, which is enough to see the necessity of "the way of magic".

How can righteousness exist without magic?

Seeing this, Zhou Yi became more and more aware that ordinary people can be tamed, and there is no difference between the heavenly court and the ordinary court, especially the upright gods who have been stained with incense, let alone the Daoist heart.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Lever L L L L L L , I'm not dead yet!"

Lingweizi looked at his disciple dumbfounded, and when he came back to his senses, he snorted coldly: "You look like this, your body is full of rouge smell, and the sky is full of happy stars above your head."

"I'm afraid it's deep in the cave of the female fairy!"

Hearing the sound, Zhou Yi turned his head to see that Master Lingweizi and Senior Sister Xuanyu were standing outside the door, with one gloomy and the other cold.

"Master, are you still alive?"

"Traitor!"

Lingweizi snapped: "I have let you down as a teacher. I was lucky enough to get a chance a few days ago. The longevity pill refined by the sages has increased my lifespan by three to five years."

"That would be great."

Zhou Yi pretended to be happy, and the longevity pill was left by the scalper, who used a trick to fall into Lingweizi's hands.

It's just a life-extending pill, it's better than interrupting halfway through the celebration, and breaking the Dao Heart if you can't get up or down!

Lingweizi sensed Zhouyi's mana breath, nodded slightly and said: "It's already in the middle stage of alchemy, it seems that you haven't been lazy all these years, the majestic spiritual root has been trapped in the foundation building period for decades, and your qualifications are wasted for nothing."

"Thank you Master for teaching the Fa!"

Zhou Yi glanced at Xuan Yu, embarrassed and dared not speak.

Back then, in order to be able to worship Xuanyuanzong, he slightly revealed the body of an innate real person, simulating the effects similar to the heavenly spirit root, such as the inflow of spiritual energy by itself, the connection of all meridians, and so on.

Later, because the persuading god deliberately did not form the pill, Xuanyu didn't know how to find out, but he didn't reveal it.

A hundred years have passed, Xuan Yu still hasn't recovered his youthful disposition, maybe it's because he's really grown up, or maybe it's because of the influence of his previous life.

People's hearts are changeable, but don't worry about it!

Lingweizi said: "I called you back this time, one is that the poor Taoist will die, and I will send you to the end, and the other is about the Taoist immortality, go to the land god to record your name earlier."

"Pass it on to the disciples?"

Zhou Yi asked in surprise, "What about Senior Sister?"

Lingweizi stroked his long beard lightly, and said proudly: "You are too lazy to make progress, how can you compare with Xuan Yu. With the first place in the Taoist temple, she not only got the immortal status, but also the priesthood!"

"Congratulations, sister."

Zhou Yi bowed and saluted, and asked: "I don't know what position the senior sister got? Don't be Suibu, fighting with demons, it's better to get a fairy book and cultivate in the mountains!"

A hundred years ago, Sun Changsheng made a big disturbance in the heavenly court, crushed Ling Xiao, and killed 90% of the righteous gods.

Among them, the Suibu righteous gods who inspected the world were killed and injured. In order to restore the rule of Shenzhou as soon as possible, the heavenly court recruited many righteous gods from the great pope dynasty Taoist temples.

"It's not Sui Bu, but the land god of Chongshan County."

Xuan Yu said: "The original Chongshan land colluded with demons and harmed the people in the county. After the incident, it went to the Xianxiantai. Now I will be in charge!"

"As it should!"

Zhou Yi couldn't help being amazed that Tianting's speed of turning over the account was much faster than expected.

When the incense and vows are scarce, loosen the opening of the sky, and there will naturally be righteous gods who are greedy for incense and meritorious deeds, and join forces with demons to fool the people.

When the incense is full, he will tighten the law and strictly investigate the righteous gods who have made contributions to the heavens before.

It should be caught, it should be killed, and it will not hold back at all!

The Heavenly Emperor's actions are more and more similar to the ordinary emperors. He no longer sticks to the righteous way and the evil way, and can use it as long as it is in the interests of the heavenly court.

"Senior Sister is in charge of the land in Chongshan County, and her own people take care of her own people, so can I accept apprentices?"

"You can't go too far."

Lingweizi said: "After all, the rules of the sky are strict. It's okay to take a few less. If the trouble is big, it can't be covered up. The higher-ups will definitely send someone to investigate!"

Xuan Yu pondered for a moment, and said: "I have established good relations with the mountain gods, lands, and Hebo near Xuanyuan Mountain. There are no more than a hundred disciples in the sect, so I just turn a blind eye."

"Your hard work, sister, the sect is prosperous, and the master can go to see the ancestors with peace of mind!"

Seeing Lingweizi's embarrassing elder, Zhou Yi quickly changed the subject: "How can the master get through the joints? As far as I know, there are very few sect disciples who can work nearby."

In order to prevent the area from becoming too big, the Heavenly Court often conferred the canonization of righteous gods on disciples of sects, and most of them were located tens of thousands of miles away, and they were even deliberately sent to serve within the range of hostile sects.

"Back then, my teacher was worried about you forming a pill, so I secretly picked a panacea."

Lingweizi said: "As a result, you went out for a wandering, and you sent a message back to say that you had already formed the alchemy, so the elixir was saved. A few years ago, I ran an official for Xuanyu, and accidentally learned that the disciple of Jiazi Taisui was in need of the elixir of alchemy. Sent it over."

Now the Emperor of Heaven is completely in charge of the Heavenly Court, severely cracking down on the privileges of the disciples of the Great Sect, including the disciples of the Three Sects, they must abide by the rules of heaven.

As a result, it is very difficult for the majestic Daoist Yuanying to prepare the elixirs for his disciples.

After all, the things that fly in the sky and those that grow on the ground belong to the heavenly court, and they could rely on their background to collect them privately before, but now they can only plant them slowly by themselves.

In a hundred years, the value of spiritual objects that have broken through the realm has more than doubled by ten times!

"I see."

Zhou Yi pinched the formula and divination to calculate the ins and outs, and found that there was no disaster left, so the Jia character Tai Sui was really a believer, and immediately flattered him.

"Thanks to the master's painstaking efforts and hundreds of years of management, today is the day, and the revival of the sect is in sight!"

"Average."

The corners of Lingweizi's mouth turned up, and when he was about to finish the matter, he suddenly felt less fear of death, and instead had a weird idea of ​​reporting the good news to his ancestors as soon as possible.

"Then what's the rules for accepting apprentices?"

Zhou Yi asked again: "Should I send a message to the surrounding counties and wait for the disciples to go up the mountain to worship, or go directly to the foot of the mountain, and everyone will test their spiritual roots and select the best?"

"Cough cough cough!"

Lingweizi coughed a few times in fright, and scolded: "You are really bold, you dare to violate the rules of heaven so much, no matter which one of these two is used, it will destroy the family."

Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but fortunately Lingweizi still maintained his rationality, otherwise he would have to practice in another realm.

"Then how do you recruit disciples?"

"It's all about luck."

Lingweizi said helplessly: "As the rules become more and more stringent today, remember not to violate them. If you recruit apprentices secretly, you have to deal with the affairs of the apprentice's family. Don't report the lost children to the government!"

"How to do it?"

"You go to the foot of the mountain to pretend to be a fortune teller, and if you meet someone with good aptitude, it will count as a divination..."

"..."

The corner of Zhou Yi's mouth twitched, so he nodded in agreement.

...

Five years later.

There was a lot of crying in Xuanyuan Hall.

Lingweizi sat cross-legged on his head, his eyes closed tightly, and he was already out of breath.

Below, Zhou Yi and Xuan Yu kowtowed side by side, with mournful expressions on their faces, and there were more than a dozen new disciples behind them, all crying fiercely.

Lingweizi has not practiced in the past few years, but has devoted himself to teaching his disciples and grandchildren.

Five hundred years from his apprenticeship to the present, Xuanyuanzong is his home for Lingweizi, more important than blood descendants, and he is happy to forget his worries when he can see the opportunity of prosperity before he dies.

So the next generation appeared in the world of cultivating immortals, Xuanyu and Zhouyi were stern, and Lingweizi was tolerant and kind.

The newly recruited disciples of the Qing Dynasty have a far stronger relationship with their ancestors than their masters and uncles.

The master is Xuan Yu, and the uncle is Zhou Yi.

Because of Sun Changsheng's lesson from the past, Zhou Yi was very repulsive about accepting disciples, so all the disciples worshiped under Xuanyu's sect.

"If the poor don't accept disciples, they won't take the blame again, right?"

the next day.

Lingweizi's remains were buried in the Zong's tomb, and a phantom array was set up to prevent theft. Xuanyuanzong completely entered the era when the "Xuan" generation was in power.

Suzerain Xuanyu, deputy suzerain Zhouyi.

The righteous god can also serve as the suzerain, and the heavens are very supportive of such things, but few sects are willing to do so.

ten years later.

Xuan Yu was promoted.

Due to the prosperity of incense in Chongshan County under the rule, the quality of the wishing beads handed over to the Heavenly Court is of high quality, and he was promoted from the ninth-rank land to the seventh-rank Huaining prefect.

Tong San is in charge of the state government's criminal proceedings, and his power is second only to the sixth-rank Chenghuang.

The entire territory of Xuanyuan Mountain is in the Huaining Mansion, and Xuanyu has become the direct boss of the land of the nearby mountain gods. The disciples who were trapped on the mountain and practiced secretly can descend the mountain to kill demons and kill monsters.

As long as the spell is not revealed in front of mortals, the righteous gods nearby will turn a blind eye.

Of course, this has a lot to do with the rules set by Zhou Yi.

30% of the spiritual objects and spirit stones obtained by Xuanyuanzong disciples from killing demons and demons will go to the land of the local mountain gods, 40% will be handed over to the sect's treasure house, and the remaining 30% will be the spoils of war!

The nearby righteous gods don't need to fight with each other, they can share the benefits with nothing, and they take more care of the Xuanyuanzong disciples.

If there are foreign monks who dare to kill demons and demons near Xuanyuan Mountain, the land of the mountain god will expel them immediately.

It is against the rules of heaven to cast spells to manifest the holiness!

Zhou Yi shook his head helplessly when he heard this, and sighed that history is always so similar.

...

ten years later.

The disciples of the Qing generation had five foundation builders.

After discussing with Xuan Yu, Zhou Yi voluntarily abdicated to give way to the virtuous, and changed to the Supreme Elder.

The eldest disciple Qingfeng is the suzerain, and the other disciples who established the foundation are the elders, in charge of teaching, law, alchemy and other positions.

In this way.

The Book of Changes is completely free, and only needs to explain the Dharma to his disciples occasionally, and practice and celebrate at other times.

In a trance, another fifty years passed.

There are more than 300 disciples of Xuanyuanzong, 50 of the Qing Dynasty, and 270 of the "Jing" generation.

After hundreds of years, the Zongmen palace was once again full of monks.

The sect-protecting formation is only equipped with a four-phase phantom formation, covered by Xuan Yu, the general judge of the Chenghuang Temple, so ghosts and ghosts dare not come to Xuanyuanzong to make trouble.

...

Time flies like water, the sun and the moon fly by.

In the eyes of Daoist Yuanying, a hundred years is nothing more than a few retreats.

With the increasing prosperity of Xuanyuanzong, there are fewer and fewer places that need the Book of Changes, so you can retreat and cultivate with peace of mind.

today.

A mysterious aura rushed straight into the sky. The sky was originally clear, but suddenly it was cloudy.

The disciples of Xuanyuanzong sensed the change of the weather, or cast the light, or stepped on the flying sword, soared into the sky and looked around. These scenes seemed to be that someone was passing through the tribulation nearby.

call--

There was a sound of exhalation, and an immeasurable gust of wind swept across the sky, blowing away the rumbling tribulation thunder.

mountain top.

Zhou Yi showed joy, and closed his eyes to sense the world.

The spiritual energy that originally needed to be absorbed by running exercises, now poured into the body like milk swallows, and after a little refinement, it became mana.

"It's not in vain to spend thousands of years to finally fuse the body of a real dragon with a congenital real person. With such aptitude, it's not much worse than congenital and feet!"

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