I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World Chapter 205

Celebrating where to choose, of course, is the old place.

Spring House.

Love is more kind because of old age!

It doesn't matter if the girls are ugly, the important thing is to miss the past and recall the atmosphere of the old days.

"Once the old dragon dies, there will be no relatives or enemies in this world. He is lonely and lonely, walking alone. There is only one hook bar to accompany the poor road from beginning to end!"

Zhou Yi sighed slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he has not returned to Qing Kingdom for more than 60 years, and it has been a lifetime for mortals.

Knowing that Taishi Emperor was old and frail, he became more and more obsessed with seeking immortals. He was still dissatisfied with the construction of the Kunlun Palace, and according to the description in the Taoist scriptures, the construction was carried out according to the regulations of the Thirty-six Heavens.

Corrupt officials are rampant, and refugees are everywhere.

This does not affect the liveliness of Chunfenglou, which is not a place for the common people, and it is already full before nightfall.

Box on the second floor.

Zhou Yi was leaning against red, with a few red lip prints on his face and neck, and the robe on his body exuded a strong smell of fat powder.

Since Emperor Taishi destroyed the Buddha, Taoist priests have a high status in the Yunzhou countries, and because women can't help but drink wine and marry, many scholars who have failed many attempts have spent money to buy a Taoist ultimatum.

Put on the Taoist robe and write a few articles about cultivation and alchemy, if you get into His Majesty's eyes, you will be able to step into the sky!

The **** the left is called 鄔, with slender eyebrows, a broad mind, and a soft and charming voice.

"Master Dao, you have regarded Chunfenglou as your home for half a month, how can you read scriptures and understand the Tao?"

"Pin Dao is cultivating Dao."

Zhou Yi said: "Congratulate a lot, keep your humanity!"

The **** the right pursed her lips and chuckled. She fed Zhou Yi some grapes, and said with a smile, "The Daoist will stay for a few more years, so that he can cultivate both Yin and Yang. Maybe he can become an immortal."

"Yuanyuan is not bad, she even knows about Shuangxiu."

Zhou Yi counted with his fingers, shook his head and said, "It's almost time for the people such as Pindao, and I will go see them tonight."

After saying that, he waved to the old bustard and called her over.

"Master Dao, what are your orders?" The old bustard came over, twisting his waist and couldn't open his eyes with a smile. The Dao Master was extremely generous and spilled tens of thousands of taels of silver in just half a month.

The top girls in the building take turns to take care of them, making sure to be satisfied.

"Change the song today..."

Zhou Yi ordered: "Is there anyone who can sing "Legend of the Gods"?"

The old bustard had a puzzled look on her face. Back then, she was also a prostitute and was proficient in playing and singing, but this was the first time she heard the title of this song.

"Master Dao, let's..."

Zhou Yi took out a large stack of silver bills from his cuff, and stuffed them into the old bustard's arms.

"Today, the drinks in the audience will be paid by the poor!"

"Yes, there must be."

The old bustard pinched the thickness of the banknote, and estimated that he would say less than two or three thousand taels. He nodded and agreed: "Even if there is no girl meeting in the building, let's give up our skin and go outside and invite someone to sing!"

About half an hour.

There was a new person on the stage, no longer a girl with a soft figure, but an old musician with white hair and beard.

The old musician sat cross-legged on the ground with the qin on his knees.

Loudly!

"...A drop of bitter wine is a history book!"

The musician's voice was like a stone bursting, long and desolate, incompatible with the land of fireworks and red dust, and poured directly into the ears of the guests, who turned their heads to look at the stage.

Seeing Zhou Yi's expression of satisfaction, the old man hurried over to show his merit: "Master Dao, we sent people around a dozen markets, and finally found someone who can sing this song."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly and asked, "With such deep internal strength, you are willing to put down your body and sing songs. Do you know the origin?"

The boss respectfully said: "I heard that he is a person in the rivers and lakes, what is the name of Xianyinmen, famous for its rhythm!"

"Xianyin, good name!"

Zhou Yi took out a stack of silver notes, then put them back, and changed to a pill bottle.

"reward!"

Midnight.

Zhou Yi walked out of the Spring Wind Building, the snow was rushing outside, and the ground was covered with three or four inches of snow.

squeak-

Stepping on the snow, the two lines of imprints extend straight to the imperial city.

"Help……"

A weak voice came from the dark corner of the street, the footsteps paused, and a flash of light came down with a wave to help him restore his health.

Walking through the streets and alleys, you will hear a cry for help, or glimpse a dead body.

Zhou Yi's eyes were downcast, and at first he was concerned a few times, but when he saw more, he just waved to help.

Yin Shi.

The gates of the imperial palace were closed, and the soldiers on duty were wearing black armor, standing upright in the blizzard.

Emperor Taishi established the country with military exploits. He once led the army to be invincible, and he knew that the foundation of his rule was the army. Therefore, after searching Yunzhou for decades, he still did not forget to strengthen the military armament of the imperial court.

Zhou Yi strolled to the front of the palace gate, the soldiers on duty seemed to be missing, and walked directly through the gate to the Kunlun Palace.

Silent night.

The palace is brightly lit, with shadows and shadows reflecting on the window paper, like whispering, like a conspiracy.

"When was the last time I came to the palace? Oh, Pindao has never been here!"

Zhou Yi was in awe of the palace. According to the routine in the script, there might be an old monster hiding in it.

Now that the end of the law is five hundred years old, Zhou Yi has become the oldest old monster. When he first came to the palace, he was inevitably curious.

During the period, I walked into Shangyang Palace and sat on the dragon chair, but unfortunately there was no camera to take a group photo.

Going around in circles, to the Kunlun Palace.

One after another tyrannical figure, either bright or dark, the defense is blocked.

Zhou Yi cast a stealth technique, his feet were half a foot off the ground, and he swaggered in. The first thing that caught his eye was the spiritual field carved from gold and jade.

"Qin Zheng has a good memory, but unfortunately the scenery remains the same, and the person has changed!"

Passing through the Lingtian, pavilion, and entering the Taoist temple, Qin Zheng's old and weak voice came from the house.

"I'm dreaming again!"

Taishi Emperor was wearing a big purple Taoist robe, covered with a gossip yin and yang quilt, lying on a jade bed, and muttered: "Dream of Kunlun Mountain, immortals, spirit ginseng, Jianmu..."

Qin Xiao knelt in front of the couch and said with concern: "My son heard that there is a true Buddha in the West, and he has sent people to look for it. The father and the emperor want to take care of his body.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Emperor Taishi coughed violently a few times, and when he was breathing, his face was stained with gold powder, and it shone brightly under the light of candlelight.

"There is no real Buddha in the world, it must be a Buddhist trick! But you can also contact the Buddhist school. When you become an emperor in the future, the first thing is to promote the Buddha and destroy the Tao. Now the White Cloud Temple is in a big situation."

"Remember your father's teachings."

Qin Xiao pondered for a moment, then worriedly said: "The few canonized real people in Baiyunguan, the court and civil forces are deeply rooted, the son tried to take charge of the six divisions, and repeatedly stumbled in secret, can the father give an order..."

Emperor Taishi stopped: "There is no need to say this again. When I was in Kunlun Mountain, I promised the immortals to promote Taoism!"

Qin Xiao had a bitter expression on his face. If it was as Taifu said, the father had gone mad and fell into a demonic barrier.

"Everyone in the world thinks I'm crazy!"

Emperor Taishi lived for a hundred and twenty years, fighting with the prince, with the father, with the great cadres, and with the Buddhists. It can be said that most of the years have been spent in the struggle, and you can tell what he thinks just by looking at his son.

"The truth is that only I am sober, there really is Kunlun in the world, there are really immortals!"

Emperor Taishi's words became weaker and weaker, trying to use the qi and blood in his dantian to stimulate the potential vitality, but what emerged was a highly poisonous mixture of gold, silver, lead and mercury, and the breath was dying in an instant.

"My son believes that the royal father will take care of his health!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Xiao was so frightened that he repeatedly agreed.

"After my son ascends the throne, he will not give up searching for Kunlun, his descendants, until he finds the true immortal!"

"it is good."

Emperor Taishi didn't care about his son's sincerity, and in his current state, he couldn't care about his future affairs. His only function was to suppress the court and gain time for Qin Xiao to take power.

Even if there is only one breath left, as long as he is still alive, there will be no chaos in the Qing Dynasty.

Qi and blood gradually calmed down, and the blood pill condensed and suppressed the poison in the internal organs, and no longer eroded the vitality of the Taishi Emperor.

"Go on, I'm going to rest!"

"My son retire."

Qin Xiao left the house and instructed the servants on duty to pay attention to His Majesty's physical condition at any time. If something went wrong, don't make a sound, and before sending a funeral, call the Imperial Army to block the palace.

in the house.

Emperor Taishi closed his eyes slightly, and scenes appeared in front of him, all of which were the memories of the Kunlun Mountains.

Among them, Zhou Zhenren's appearance became clearer and clearer, as if standing in front of him. Even though he was old and frail and poisoned, the instinct of a martial arts strongman instantly made the Taishi Emperor sober.

"Who?"

Zhou Yi looked at Qin Zheng, who was in his twilight years, and said slowly without casting a spell.

"I haven't seen you for a hundred years, and layman Qin has forgotten the poor way?"

"Real!"

Emperor Taishi finally saw clearly that the person standing in front of the bed was Zhou Zhenren, struggling to get up to worship, but his limbs were weak, and he was out of breath after the slightest movement.

Zhou Yi said, "It won't be long before the layman's life is spent, so don't use it up any more."

Emperor Taishi stopped moving when he heard the words. Seeing that Zhou Zhenren's appearance did not change at all, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes: "Is Zhenren here to pick up his disciples to practice in Kunlun Mountain?"

"no!"

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "Pin Dao forgot about you a long time ago, but why did you come out of retreat, and when I heard what you did, I felt guilty and took a look."

Taishidi said sadly: "Why does the real person feel guilty?"

"When you entered Kunlun by mistake, you shouldn't have taught your martial arts."

Zhou Yi sighed and said, "Pindao is trying to use your hands to correct the names of junior and junior brothers for convenience. I never wanted to attract you to the immortal way, and would not hesitate to poison the common people."

"The real person is right, but I can't control it either."

Taishidi said: "The word longevity is like a demon that controls the body, spirit and soul. Every night, I repent for the evil things I have done, and I can't help but act recklessly during the day!"

Zhou Yi nodded slightly and said, "After today, the inner demon will disappear."

"Am I going to die?"

The Taishi Emperor coughed violently and asked, "After the disciple has done all the evil deeds, he will be punished in the eighteenth **** after his death. When he is dying, can he ask the real person for one thing?"

Zhou Yi frowned slightly: "Speak."

"I know my sins well, so I passed it on to my third son Qin Xiao, just because he is gentle by nature, he must be a benevolent monarch."

Emperor Taishi said: "However, there are too many traitors in the court, and they collude with the demons to wrap up the people. After I die, there will be troubles. Qin Xiao's way of doing things is too upright, and it is difficult to defeat the tricks of ghosts and mythical creatures.

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, but did not answer directly.

"Pindao will be watching secretly for some time."

"Thank you real man."

Emperor Taishi had a happy expression on his face, and his heart was relieved. The blood pill could not suppress the poison, and it swam around the whole body along the qi and blood.

"I hold Tai A, Yulong Cha, Climb Kunlun..."

He died after a few breaths.

Zhou Yi stroked Qin Zheng's eyelids and helped him close his eyes.

"Poor Daoists must take this as a precept, their strength will dominate the world, and they should be more cautious in doing things. A little bit of willfulness is a hundred years of misery in the mortal world!"

Taishi ninety-seventh year.

The emperor died in the Kunlun Palace, and the prince Qin Xiao took the throne.

During the national mourning, a vision of blood clouds first appeared in the sky over Xianjing, and then turned over when encountering an earth dragon, killing and injuring thousands of people.

After the real person of Baiyunguan made a fortune-telling and then publicized it among the people, this is a warning from the heavens to the Qing Kingdom.

The officials in the court used this as an excuse to force Qin Xiao to abdicate and let the sages go.

a month later.

Thousands of soldiers attacked the imperial ban, and they entered the Shangyang Palace together.

the next day.

The real people of Baiyunguan have all ascended to immortals, and before leaving, they have also ascended with allies in North Korea and China. The opposition is leaderless, and it is difficult to coerce Qin Xiao to abdicate.

After the New Year, change to Yuan Jiading.

Northern Xinjiang.

Snake Mountain.

Zhou Yi disappeared, randomly selected an unnamed mountain, and arranged a formation to prohibit him from cultivating.

Lingshen doll carried the **** and said with a pouted mouth: "Xianchang, can we not always move?"

Every time I change the land and practice, I always have to re-cultivate the spiritual field and transplant the spiritual medicine.

"Not moving for a short time."

Zhou Yi agreed: "This place is desolate and uninhabited, and the distance to the nearest city is less than a thousand miles, and no one will disturb our cleaning. In the future, the poor will not go to celebrate, fifty, no, twenty... once every five years!"

"Ha ha."

Lingshen doll's small eyes rolled up, obviously in disbelief.

Zhou Yi felt a little guilty, and scolded sternly: "You are getting fatter and fatter, so don't hurry to farm!"

After blasting away the Lingshen doll, Zhou Yi circled around Jianmu a few times, and his divine sense penetrated into the trunk of the tree. A wisp of ignorant consciousness was touched, and the feedback returned to the happy emotions, some familiar and some unfamiliar.

"Don't worry, the poor road will ripen the building wood earlier, so that you will have complete consciousness."

Jianmu's growth is extremely slow, and it is still less than 40 feet, which is equivalent to an embryonic state, and it is not enough to cultivate spiritual wisdom.

The ox soul was affected by this, and only a faint trace of consciousness remained.

This is also the opportunity for scalpers, the remnant soul integrates into Jianmu's weak spiritual consciousness, and recovers as Jianmu grows. It is really a mature Jianmu, not to mention the golden core of the scalper, it is difficult to win the house even if it is replaced by a demon saint!

"The three guys of Prime Minister Turtle don't know what to do."

When Zhou Yi was cultivating near Bibotan, he often went out to investigate the traces of the Four Spirits Temple, but he found nothing.

The huge ancient ruins disappeared out of thin air without a trace, as if they were not in the same space as Jiuzhou.

"This is also a good thing. With the help of the inheritance of the temple, we can avoid the end of the world. To avoid being trapped in the Kunlun Mountains, it is difficult to break through the realm for hundreds of years, and we can only wait for death day by day!"

With the disappearance of the Temple of the Four Spirits, it was hard for Zhou Yi not to have doubts.

"It is rumored that the Temple of the Four Spirits was built by the demon saint, and its realm is equivalent to the return of the human race. Based on this, it can be inferred that there is really a human race old monster in the world who claims to be a relic somewhere?"

"It seems that you must be careful when you go out in the future, and don't use large-scale magicians to appear before you, the breath is too conspicuous!"

Taoist temple.

Retreat Room~www.mtlnovel.com~ Zhou Yi sat cross-legged and took out the Dragon Emperor's relic, a transparent orb, from his storage bag.

After beheading the Dragon Emperor in the depths of the West Sea, he deliberately left a stone tablet on the deserted island, inscribed with the words "True Monarch Xuanyi Slays the Dragon Here", and buried a volume of top-notch cultivation techniques under the stone tablet.

In the future, the spiritual energy will recover, and if a monk passes through the deserted island, he will be able to obtain the inheritance of the exercises.

"At that time, it will be a new opportunity. Maybe the world of immortality will be called the ancient times, and what the poor Dao left behind is also the ancient practice!"

Zhou Yi satisfied his bad taste, and his divine sense carefully explored the orb, and it was completely indestructible.

"Study and enlightenment have been banned for hundreds of years, and I have not found a suitable spiritual item to refine the magic weapon. This pearl is right for the poor Taoist!"

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