I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World Chapter 160

"How far is it?"

The boy's eyes lit up and he was full of curiosity about the outside world.

Zhou Yi asked back, "Where's the farthest place you've been?"

The boy recalled for a long time before he said, "To go to my grandfather's house, the carriage will take more than ten days."

"Ten times further than that."

Zhou Yi returned to Ganjing this time, but he did not deliberately show any traces, nor did he sneak.

Jindan Zhenjun is enough to traverse the nine continents, not to mention the speed of escape is comparable to the ancestors of Yuan Ying, enough to let Zhou Yi return home with integrity.

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There may be surprises on this trip.

Zhou Yi didn't care about surprises, and planned to take a break in Qianjing for a while, then set off to the East China Sea to find the sect.

The boy's wrinkled face is ten times as far as he breaks his fingers.

There was movement again on the wall, revealing a little girl's head, braided with horns, she was obviously relieved when she saw the boy. Looking at the changes in the courtyard again, with horror on his face, he went down the ladder.

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, then shook his head slightly.

After a while.

A middle-aged voice came from outside the door: "Chen Jing pays a visit to the Taoist priest."

"come in."

Zhou Yi waved his hand, and the courtyard door opened on its own.

Chen Jing looked solemn, took care of his clothes, followed by the little girl just now, and bowed his hands after entering the courtyard.

"The dog is young and ignorant. If he collided with the Taoist priest, please forgive me."

"It's okay."

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "After a long time in seclusion, seeing a young child with a childlike interest in his heart, Chen Jushi should not be surprised."

Chen Jing said: "This is the honor of the dog."

When the boy saw his father coming, he first had a look of fear on his face, and then saw his father's respectful appearance, and somehow gained momentum. He took the teacup in his small hand and sipped, imitating Zhou Yi's tone.

"It's okay."

"Hahaha!"

Zhou Yi let out a hearty laugh when he heard this, and said, "With such a talent and intelligence, you should not be too harsh on normal days, and the poor Taoist looks at his face..."

Chen Jing's expression tightened. He hoped that his son would have a future, but he was also afraid that the Taoist would say something horrifying.

"It's nothing extraordinary, I'm destined to achieve nothing in this life, it's better to arrange some homework, carefree, rich and happy."

The boy clapped his hands happily when he heard the words, only to see the Taoist getting closer and closer, wishing he could exchange with his father.

"Thank you sir."

Chen Jing's voice was unavoidable with bitterness, and whoever said that his son was useless would be like that.

On the contrary, the little girl next to her was quite unconvinced and said, "If a person is determined to achieve success in this life only by his appearance, then he can read whatever book he reads or take the imperial examinations, and he will just look at his appearance!"

"It makes sense."

Zhou Yi nodded approvingly, it was already extremely remarkable for a teenage girl to have this insight.

The little girl thought that the Daoist would refute and say some Daoist classics to prove her face, but unexpectedly she nodded in agreement, and for a while, her anger was half-hearted.

Chen Jing was taken aback. Those high-ranking people from Xianfeng Si were kind and gentle on the surface, but they were actually cruel and ruthless, and they quickly bowed and apologized.

"The little girl doesn't know the rules, and Daoist Wan Wang forgives her."

"She was right, so why should she apologize?"

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "Chen Jushi will have a difficult decision in the future. You can listen to his daughter's ideas more... Dragon eyes and phoenix necks are indescribably expensive."

The second half of the sentence was not spoken aloud, but the voice transmission entered the secret, which only rang in Chen Jing's ear.

Chen Jing was half happy and half worried when he heard the words, and he didn't know how to say it for a while: "The Taoist priest doesn't know something..."

Zhou Yi thought for a while, and said, "But the blood of the ancestors is extraordinary, so such a face is a disaster."

"The Daoist is really a god!"

Chen Jing reluctantly said: "The ancestors of the Chen family can be traced back to the founding of the country. According to the genealogy records, because the saints died in military disasters, the saint emperor changed his three sons and changed Li to Chen Yanmian's family."

"There is such a relationship!"

Zhou Yi sighed, no wonder seeing the little girl with a kind face, she pondered for a moment and waved her aura.

Aura fell on the little girl's body, her original charming appearance quickly subsided, her sharp and intelligent temperament dissipated, and she became an ordinary girl.

Chen Jing noticed her daughter's change, and bowed deeply to thank him: "Dao Chang's kindness, Chen is very grateful."

Even though hundreds of years have passed, the Chen family has relied on the shadow of their ancestors, no matter who becomes the emperor, they will take more care of them, and there is no shortage of glory and wealth. In contrast, those who felt that the Third Highness was unlucky at the time, their families had already declined in the struggle from generation to generation.

Zhou Yi said: "Trouble Chen Jushi to find some historical books. From the end of the Holy Emperor... Fengyang Kingdom to the present, the more detailed the records, the better."

Chen Jing repeatedly agreed that the Chen family library had a lot of official histories, and sent people to befriend the family to borrow the orphaned books.

After chatting again, he said goodbye and left.

at night.

Zhou Yi did not meditate and practice, nor did he comprehend the thunder method. After setting up the vigilance formation, he lay on the bed and slept in his clothes.

In the early morning of the next day, the sun rose three poles.

"call--"

"It's so refreshing, and my body seems to be a little lighter."

"How many years have you not slept so purely? A hundred years, three hundred years, or five hundred years?"

Zhou Yi heaved a long sigh of relief, stretched out his lower limbs, got up from the bed and washed with water, as if he were a mortal without casting any spells.

Open the gate.

There were a lot of people standing outside, either holding, carrying, or carrying, all piles of books.

Chen Jing waited outside the door for a long time, and when he saw the door opened, he said: "Master, I was busy all night yesterday and found hundreds of historical books. Most of them are official histories, and there are also many unofficial histories, which are more interesting to read than official histories. some."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Zhou Yi waved his hand, put all the books in the storage bag, and said, "I just made the porridge, do you want to drink a bowl?"

"my pleasure."

Chen Jing instructed the housekeeper not to let the servants hear any rumors, and cautiously stepped into the yard.

"The layman doesn't need to look like this, the poor Daoist is just an ordinary monk."

Zhou Yi filled two bowls of porridge, took out the pickled ginseng and pickled vegetables hundreds of years ago, and said with a smile, "There are many practitioners in the capital, especially in the direction of the imperial palace. A lot."

"Don't lie to the Taoist priest, the Chen family still has the ancestral Guiyuan Gong."

Chen Jing took a sip of the porridge and said, "It's a pity that these two generations of clansmen are not up to the mark, and I haven't seen any spiritual roots..."

Before the words were finished, two blood flowed from his nose, and the spirit porridge made of five hundred years of spiritual ginseng filled Chen Jingbu's qi and blood with just one bite.

Chen Jing hurriedly put down the bowl and used his internal energy to soothe his blood. Every time he ran, his internal qi increased by one point.

Zhou Yi smiled and shook his head, the saying of immortality back then was like a top secret.

Some loose cultivators have been looking for decades to find their way~www.mtlnovel.com~ The world has undergone drastic changes for hundreds of years. The theory of cultivators and spiritual roots is no longer a secret in Xungui's eyes. Ordinary people can talk about a few immortal rumors.

Take out the history book at will from the storage bag, and call it "The Secret Record of the Holy Emperor".

Turned a few pages, and sure enough.

The book records the family history of the Holy Emperor Li Ye, from his exile in the northern Xinjiang to his ascension to the throne.

The history is more like a storybook, and the reason why the emperor Li Hongneng ascended the throne and proclaimed the emperor is all attributed to the "mountain and river tripod".

The author added many mythological colors to the mountain and river tripod, one of the three treasures of Fengyang, throughout the entire history book, which is equivalent to the golden finger of the emperor.

The book repeatedly mentions the phrase "Ding fell to the northern border, this is the destiny", as a proof that the truth of this writing is true, but it criticizes those official histories for covering up history.

Zhou Yi read it with relish, and as a witness, it was inexplicable joy to see the events written by later generations.

“Fun and interesting!”

Chapter end