I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World Chapter 22

The East Gate of Shenjing.

The monk showed the sign of the Duke of Wei's mansion, and the soldiers on duty did not dare to check the sign, so they quickly opened the city gate to let them go.

The monk was physically strong, and he ran for more than ten miles without stopping.

in the sedan chair.

Miaojue, who should have been on the verge of breathlessness, sat quietly and peacefully, but the blood on the monk's robe was wrong, almost as if he had changed.

"Fortunately, the poor monk was well prepared, otherwise he would have caused a big disaster..."

Miaojue recalled that ray of sword light, she couldn't help shivering, she lifted the curtain and stretched out her head, anxiously urging the monk.

"Hurry up and close the mountain gate when you return to the temple, and no one will be seen!"

When the monk heard the words, he knew that the matter was serious, his muscles and bones stretched, and the speed was a little faster.

Miaojue shrank back and was about to lie down and rest, and soon noticed that there were more people beside her.

Black clothes and black trousers, black cloak!

"Ah... Mitofo!"

Miaojue cried out in fright, and quickly changed her mouth to chant the Buddha's name.

The monks who were following outside heard the voice and asked the host what happened and whether they needed to stop for a while.

"Cough cough cough! I'm a little angry for the teacher, don't need to stop, hurry back to the temple."

After Miaojue finished speaking, she turned around, cupped her hands to the man in black, and said in a low voice, "Master, in front of him, what are your orders, the little monk has nothing to say."

"Do you know who this seat is?" Zhou Yi's voice transmission was secret, his voice was old and strong.

Miaojue shook his head repeatedly, wondering in his heart how Duke Wei could provoke such people.

Zhou Yi ordered: "Bring your bronze mirror and take a look."

Miaojue hesitated for a moment, then obediently offered the bronze mirror with both hands.

Zhou Yi took a closer look and found a few small characters on the side of the bronze mirror: Taoist Xuanqing bestowed his disciple Yulingzi.

Miaojue is very discerning, and explained: "The Taoist Xuanqing does not know his origin. Yulingzi was the founder of the Jade Spiritual Temple in the Shenjing two hundred years ago. Because of his involvement in a major case of rebellion, his inheritance has been broken."

Zhou Yi put the real yuan into the bronze mirror, and it burst into a dazzling light, which was more than ten times stronger than that of Miaojue.

"How did the bronze mirror fall into your hands, and what's the use?"

"King Kong Temple was built near the site of Yuling Temple. I accidentally discovered the underground palace, which enshrines a precious mirror. If the sages' things are lost, please return to the temple to enshrine them."

Miaojue said: "The treasure mirror can manifest the ghosts and fix the ghosts, but it is useless to the living."

"There are more than precious mirrors in the underground palace, right?"

Zhou Yi shoved the bronze mirror into his arms: "Pin Dao is also a member of the Taoist sect, and he went to the Sanqing together with the Jade Spirit Temple. Don't you say that you have stolen the treasure, and you still want to pass on the Taoist sect?"

Miaojue's chubby face was flushed red. He has always ridiculed others. Today, he met a guy who was even more shameless: "Senior expected, it is not bad, there is indeed a volume of Taoism."

"Let the people outside stop and go to the temple to take the Dao Sutra, and you can recite it yourself."

Zhou Yi reminded: "If there is a typo in two signs, this seat will slaughter the entire gate of the King Kong Temple!"

Now he is pretending to be an old monster from the world. He should be domineering and cruel when he speaks and acts, and he is efficient and will not cause suspicion.

The world is sometimes strange. If you treat him cruelly, you will be obedient, and if you treat him kindly, you will play tricks on you.

"Stop!"

Miaojue lifted the curtain and instructed: "Fazheng, you go to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion in the temple and fetch the commentary called "Jade Spirit Says Ksitigarbha Sutra"."

Fazheng bowed and agreed, performed light work and galloped away.

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "The King Kong Temple is famous in Fengyang Country, but who would have thought that it is the Dao Sutra that is practiced!"

"Since ancient times, Buddhism and Taoism have not separated families."

Miaojue said: "What's more, the scriptures are quite mysterious. They have been placed in the temple for more than a hundred years, and only three people can cultivate them. The other disciples are still my Buddha's disciples!"

Zhou Yi's eyes sparkled, "Don't talk nonsense, just recite the scriptures quickly!"

"Heaven and earth are dark, there is no limit, and when they are combined, their vitality, and they are mixed and unified..."

The Taoist scripture is called "Guiyuan Jue". It has more than 5,000 words in its entirety. The first part is the method of cultivation, and the last 500 words record a lightening technique.

Miaojue is obsessed with cultivating the Guiyuan Sutra. Martial arts only forge the skin, but he can leap several feet in the air when he performs lightening.

Jumping over is different from flying over. The former goes from low to high and then falls, while the latter moves horizontally in the air.

Two or three hours passed.

The sky was bright and sunny, and the monk Fazheng finally returned from studying the scriptures.

Zhou Yi read the comparison without error, and tucked it into his arms: "Let me ask you, yesterday you could directly cast spells, why waste a few hours on the Great Dance God?"

"Those high-stakes families like this, they don't open up the altar and do things very well, and they think it's too expensive to charge three or five thousand taels of silver."

Miaojue said with a bitter face: "The little monk is also helpless. On weekdays, the temple is widely distributed with porridge and rice, and the land in the temple only accepts 40% of the rent from the tenant farmers. It is necessary to collect more money from the nobles to support the monks in the temple."

"Don't complain in front of this seat!"

Zhou Yi glanced at the fat monk. He had indeed heard of the reputation of King Kong Temple, otherwise he would not be so kind.

"The little monk is talking too much."

Miaojue was average, so how could he not hear Zhou Yi's tone softened, he felt relieved at the bottom of his heart, at least he saved his life.

Zhou Yi asked again, "Do you know any places nearby that are gloomy and cold all year round?"

Miaojue was slightly startled, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Little monk only knows one place, three hundred miles southeast of Shenjing, there is a wonderful scenery of cold pools, and many dignitaries and nobles take refuge in the summer."

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, a place with too many people is not suitable for ghosts to live in.

"Senior, wait a moment, the little monk called someone to ask."

Miaojue stretched out his head, UU reading www.uukanshu.com asked more than a dozen monks, turned back and said, "There are three other places in the shadows, Shilipo Mass Burial Mound, the ancient battlefield of Daliangshan, and... Longevity Mountain!"

Zhou Yi patted Miaojue on the shoulder: "If I hear any bad news, I will go to King Kong Temple to find you to talk about the scriptures!"

After speaking, he swaggered open the sedan chair curtain and disappeared under the horrified eyes of the monks.

"Amitabha! With such a careful and ruthless way of doing things, which old monster is he?"

Miaojue felt fear and resentment in his heart, and stretched out his head to scold the monks.

"What are you waiting for, why don't you go back to the temple soon!"

Longevity Mountain.

A hundred and fifty miles away from the Shenjing, the tomb of the Fengyang Kingdom is located, where the emperors of the Zhao family are buried.

The Imperial Mausoleum is guarded by the Imperial Army, and it is strictly forbidden for anyone to approach, so as not to damage the dragon veins.

Zhou Yi believed that Huang Yuniang was just placed in the underground palace of the imperial mausoleum, and the huge underground palace allowed her to wander, and would never touch a living person.

Do the things of a gentleman, and save the hearts of the petty!

Huang Yuniang swears that she will not harm anyone. Maybe she can keep the temptation in ten or twenty years, and she will become a ghost king in a hundred and thousand years. Can she keep her promise?

After all, only the soul cannibalizing essence can quickly become stronger!

Zhou Yi walked slowly, but his speed was not slow. His steps were as small as an inch.

"It's similar to Wuming's formula, so it should be an immortal way."

"The former gathers the spiritual energy to refine the body, while this scripture refines the spiritual energy into the dantian and turns it into mana. I don't know how this mana is different from the innate essence?"

Zhou Yi did not practice rashly, so he had to thoroughly understand the scriptures, and then turn martial arts into immortal ones.

Immortal cultivator, don't be in a hurry!

"In addition to Huang Yuniang's scriptures that increase the soul, I am the legendary spiritual, qi, and spiritual fellow practitioner?"

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