I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World Chapter 226

The fruit of longevity is Zhou Yi's greatest strength.

No matter how bad the aptitude is or how bad the environment is, as long as you live, you can become a fairy one day.

Now that the end of the law is peerless, I alone is the second biggest confidence in Zhouyi. Otherwise, I would not dare to actively interfere in the historical process, and would rather hide in the Kunlun cave and cultivate for thousands of years.

"Is there any spiritual things left in the world? Impossible!"

"For thousands of years, it is difficult to maintain even the formation that seals the spirits. It must be a new source of spiritual energy."

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, this matter must be investigated clearly, it is related to how to act in the future.

into the night.

Gu Fangzhai.

Boss Gu had a strange dream. He relived the trading scene a few days ago in his dream.

A dream trick.

The Buddhist esoteric reading mind and supernatural powers, the damage to the soul of mortals is far lower than the soul search.

Zhou Yi had a strange look on his face, but he didn't expect that the rich and gentle Boss Gu would be the leader of a cross-continental tomb robbery gang.

"The copper pot comes from Qiongzhou Ancient Tomb!"

A cloud formed under his feet, turned into an elusive light and flew westward.

Qiongzhou.

Under the rule of the Ghost King Zong a thousand years ago, it used to be a blessed place for cultivation with green mountains and green waters, but now it has no spiritual nourishment, and it is dry and rainless all the year round, and it has completely turned into a desert.

The country collapsed, and the population gathered near the oasis, forming tribes.

The rise of Dazhou Technology and the sharp increase in the value of mines, coal, kerosene, etc., have restored Qiongzhou's popularity.

"The Green Ghost Tribe."

Zhou Yi stood on the cloud and looked at the settlement of thousands of people below, close to the bottom of the mountain, with a river running through it.

The tribe was dark and without light, and in just two days, they flew away, traveled through time in a trance, and returned to the countryside hundreds of years ago.

Divine Consciousness swept over, and soon found the person who traded with Boss Gu, the elder of the Green Ghost Tribe.

Escape light falls into the elder's house, which is different from the surrounding sand and stone buildings, and is completely made of blue bricks. There is also a kerosene generator in the courtyard, which is making a sudden noise, supplying the air-conditioning and cooling in the house.

into a dream.

Zhou Yi read the elder's memory and learned that the snow melted last year and caused a landslide, revealing the nameless ancient tomb.

The elder led someone to dig out the ancient tomb, loaded it to the surrounding area, and sold it to Boss Gu, a cultural relic dealer. Among them, there were bronze pots whose authenticity could not be identified.

This jug is not used to hold wine, but a magic weapon called the Sihai jug. It contains an infinite amount of water on weekdays, and it has the power to cover the sea when fighting!

"Let's go and see that ancient tomb first."

Zhou Yi flew to the ancient tomb on the mountainside and found soldiers armed with guns at the entrance of the cave. He tapped a stealth trick to enter it.

The tomb was dug clean long ago, and even the ancient paintings on the walls were peeled off and shipped to Dazhou for sale.

"I found it!"

Zhou Yi flickered, appeared in the center of the main tomb, escaped several dozen meters below, and found that a faint spiritual energy was constantly radiating.

The Sihai Pot was once a magic weapon. After the spiritual energy was infiltrated, the internal prohibition was activated, and traces were left.

"This is... a spiritual vein?"

About three inches in length, it is as transparent as water, like a living earthworm, burrowing in and out of rocks.

According to the descriptions in the classics, it does fit the characteristics of the spiritual veins, but the lowest Huangpin also stretches for hundreds of miles, and I have never heard of such small and weak spiritual veins.

Zhou Yi sat cross-legged near the spiritual meridian, staring unblinkingly.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

The spiritual veins grew by about an inch, and the aura radiated also increased accordingly.

"When will this growth rate reach Huangpin? Besides, Huangpin only supports the condensate pill, and the spiritual veins below are not of the rank, and the cultivation will end when the foundation is established!"

Zhou changed his hands to pinch the magic, trying to take the spiritual pulse into his hands, and found that the void trembled slightly.

The spiritual vein does not move at all, it seems weak but connected to the void, far from being able to forcibly move it from the golden core realm.

"So after hundreds of thousands of years, there will be a spiritual vein here? Maybe it won't take that long. After all, the growth of the spiritual vein spreads all over the place. The bigger the body, the faster it grows!"

Zhou Yi stared at it for a long time, his fingertips flashed with thunder, and a rumbling sound hit the spiritual vein.

hum!

The four-inch-long spiritual vein shattered in an instant, and strands of pure spiritual energy radiated out, making Zhou Yi **** it clean.

Looking at the place again, the spiritual veins have disappeared.

"This is too fragile!"

Zhou Yi looked embarrassed, he had already tried his best to hold back, but helplessly shook his head and left.

Pawnshop.

I haven't returned for half a year.

There is a layer of dust in the house, and there are several thieves stealing footprints.

Zhou Yi waved his hand as clean as new in an instant. He didn't care about the thief, he took out the jade slip and began to record and analyze the results of the trip.

"Heaven and earth are beginning to recover. The short time is three or four hundred years, and the long time is more than a thousand years. Jindan Zhenjun can appear. It will take longer to appear. After all, the exercises are incomplete and lost..."

"According to the location of the tomb, the location of the newly born spiritual veins should be a treasure land of feng shui..."

"Where the ancestral veins are located, we still need to investigate!"

At the end of the Zhouyi period, Dharma has been cultivating since then. A hundred years ago in the East China Sea, it has broken through the middle stage of Jindan.

After thousands of years of accumulation, breakthroughs come naturally, but the change in strength is not obvious, and it is not even as good as cultivating the star dharma body.

"If you cut off the ancestral veins again and use the building wood spiritual energy to grow, you may be able to achieve the perfection of the golden elixir. Even if the ancestral veins are different from the ordinary spiritual veins, they may not be able to destroy the poor way because of their weakness at birth!"

Zhou Yi looked up at the sky, this move was truly against the sky, and he didn't know whether it would be successful or not.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate!"

"Poor Dao has been at peace for a long time in the end of the law, but he is born with nostalgia, gains and losses, and cuts off the ancestral line. Success or failure is not forced!"

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, put away the jade slip and fled back to the Kunlun Cave, breathing out the spiritual energy to practice the Taixuan Sutra.

The speed of the recovery of heaven and earth was beyond Zhou Yi's expectations. Originally, he thought that it would take two or three thousand years, enough time to reach the golden elixir, and then break through the Nascent Soul with the help of the resurrected spirits.

"It doesn't matter if you recover early. After two thousand years of hard work, you still can't beat a few children?"

Zhou Yi suddenly thought of Xuan Xiao's inverse slash, and his expression froze.

"The era belongs to young people, and eternity belongs to the poor!"

The next day.

The pawnshop opens.

Zhou Yi greeted those he knew well, said that he would go back to his hometown to visit relatives, and rearranged the formation at the entrance.

Whenever there is aura on the street, a message will be sent out immediately.

"Most of the ancient tombs of the dignitaries are located in the treasure land of Feng Shui. It is really the right choice to mix in the antique shop to listen for news. However, the antique shop belongs to the private sector and is not sensitive to the movements of the imperial court. It needs an official identity!"

Zhou had some thoughts in his heart and was not in a hurry to implement it. No matter how fast the recovery of the spiritual veins, it would take two or three hundred years.

I took out my phone ~www.mtlnovel.com~ which I haven't used for a year from the storage bag, only to find out that there is no communication signal at all, and it has become a completely useless brick.

After logging in to the account, the beeping sound was continuous.

Zhou Yi had less than ten friends, so he read the news after swiping with his divine sense, and replied one by one to report safety.

Xiao Ran sent the most news. At first, he received a fake antique from his classmate, but he couldn't get in touch repeatedly. He thought that Zhou Yi was in retreat to practice martial arts.

After that, I got in touch every other month, and until three days ago, dozens of messages were sent in a row.

"True Monarch, do you believe there are ghosts in the world?"

"I really saw it, and I punched it away, but no one believed it!"

"That ghost was lingering on Line 7. I saw it again and broke it up again!"

"They all said I had hallucinations and asked me to see a psychiatrist. Damn, I'm not sick..."

Xiao Ran sent dozens of texts and voices in a row, in a hurried and violent tone, which obviously frightened the ghosts, and even the worldview collapsed, but they were questioned by everyone.

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