I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World Chapter 351

UPDATE: Nothing in this world is permanent.

Zhou Yi had long guessed that Heavenly Court would lose its original intention and solidify its ranks, but he did not expect it to degenerate so quickly.

On the back of the Conferred God List is the original intention of the Heavenly Court. 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...

"Hey, Pindao isn't dead yet, so it'll be fine!"

Zhou Yi put the matter of the Heavenly Court behind him. After all, no matter how bad it was, it was better than the wild gods crowded a thousand years ago.

For 1300 years, ordinary people have enjoyed the tranquility of dozens of generations, which is a great merit!

"If this kind of merit comes back hundreds of times, Pindao will probably be innocent again."

Zhou Yi glanced at Li Shitou, with a dark cloud above his head, he waved his hand and threw him hundreds of miles away. Nine times out of ten, this fellow was a tool for the heaven to gain merit and fame.

The reason why they didn't search for souls and kill them was because Li Shitou had the aura of ghosts and spirits, and caused trouble for nothing.

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

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

Now the head of the Yu family still doesn't know that the so-called "Third Master Yu" is an impersonation of a cultivator, and Zhou Yi will not say that the **** of the earth has teamed up with demons to set up a set, so as not to make the Yu family feel resentful.

In the future, when worshiping the righteous god, if the heart is not sincere, the incense will be weak.

The land **** found an excuse at will, and drove the Yu family to the ground, which was also in line with the laws of heaven.

Sometimes, it is not bad to live in confusion without knowing the truth of the world!

Life is a hundred years in the world, in the blink of an eye or in the past, in the end it is a cup of loess, don't be too obsessed with right and wrong, black and white,

Rarely messed up!

Leave the boundary of Chongshan County and head west.

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

When encountering mountains and wild places, fishing in water, celebrating a few years when encountering cities, and seeing different customs.

Happy times are always short!

this day.

In the capital of the city of the extreme west, Zhou Yi received a message in his sleep.

——Master's longevity is coming to an end, hurry back to Xuanyuan Mountain!

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

"Son!"

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

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

Zhou Yi looked for a reason at will. Before the words were finished, the Hua Kui girl moved her hands and said solemnly: "I really have something important to do, so I can't delay it."

After a while.

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

"Master, take a few more days!"

A ray of light traversed the sky.

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

Traveling all over the countries of Dongsheng Shenzhou, I have seen prosperity and misery. There are demons and demons, and there are heroes and righteousness.

Celebrating a hundred years, I finally regained my Dao heart, and I saw the inexplicable blame-taking thing. Anyway, immortality and longevity are endless, and no amount of karma can be eliminated.

"It's not enough to help 100 million old ladies to cross the road. If it's a big deal, helping 100 million old grandpas will always save enough merit!"

a few days later.

Escape light fell into Xuanyuan Mountain.

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

"Master, this disciple is deeply trapped in the devil's lair, and finally came back, but after all, I didn't see you for the last time..."

In the past hundred years, there have been many demons among the mortals, ignoring the constraints of the sky, and wantonly causing disaster.

The ordinary people who have calmed down for thousands of years, and the things about monsters and ghosts, are almost like a strange story, but now they have no resistance.

Among them, the Yan Kingdom in the north was the most violent, and the demon cultivator claimed to be the descendant of the Gorefiend, and he cultivated a city as soon as he was born.

The Emperor of the Yan Kingdom offered sacrifices to the heavens, and invited the Taisui to fight with the heavenly soldiers and generals. They fought fiercely with the devil for several months before they surrendered.

The sincerity of his heart is like a Buddhist son in Lingshan!

The power of incense and incense that Heavenly Court has gained in a hundred years is no worse than that in the past thousand years, and it is enough to see the necessity of the "magic way".

Without magic, how can righteousness exist?

Seeing this, Zhou Yi became more and more clear that the common people could be tamed, and there was no difference between the celestial court and the mortal court, especially the righteous gods tainted with incense, let alone preaching.

"What are you screaming, scumbag, Pindao is not dead yet!"

Lingweizi looked at his disciple in a stunned manner, and when he regained his senses, he snorted coldly: "You look like this, your body is full of rouge, and the sky above your head is full of happy stars."

"I'm afraid I'm trapped in a female fairy's cave!"

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

"Master, are you still not dead yet?"

"Rebel!"

Lingweizi scolded, "I've 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 an extra three or five years of lifespan."

"That's great."

Zhou Yi pretended to be happy, that Yanshou Dan was left by a scalper, and made a trick into the hands of Lingweizi.

Just a mere longevity elixir, it is better than half-interrupted celebrations and broken Taoism!

Ling Weizi sensed Zhou Yi's aura of mana, nodded slightly and said, "It's already in the middle stage of formation. It seems that you haven't been lazy all these years. The dignified Tianlinggen has been trapped in the foundation stage for decades, and you've wasted your qualifications in vain."

"Thank you, Master, for teaching the Fa!"

Zhou Yi glanced at Xuan Yu, embarrassed to speak.

In order to be able to worship the Xuanyuan Sect, the body of the innate real person was slightly revealed, and the effect similar to the spiritual root of the sky was simulated, such as the inflow of spiritual energy on its own, and the passage of all veins, etc.

Later, because of persuading the good gods not to form pills on purpose, Xuan Yu didn't know how to find out, but he didn't expose the matter.

A hundred years have passed, and Xuan Yu has not regained his youthful temperament. Maybe he really grew up, or maybe he was influenced by his previous life.

People are always changing, but don't worry about it!

Ling Weizi said, "This time I'm calling you back, one is that the poor Dao will die, and you will be sent to the end, and the other is about the immortal records of the Dao Lineage, go to the Land God earlier to record your name."

"Pass it on to the disciples?"

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

Lingweizi stroked her long beard lightly and said proudly, "You are too lazy to make progress, how can you compare to Xuanyu. With the first place in the Taoist Academy, she not only won the immortal status, but also won the priesthood!"

"Congratulations, Sister."

Zhou Yi bowed and saluted, and asked, "I don't know what position my senior sister got, but it's not a senior, fighting with demons and beasts. It's better to take the immortals and cultivate in the mountains!"

A hundred years ago, Sun Changsheng made a riot in the heaven, smashing Lingxiao and killing 90% of the righteous gods.

Among them, the Suibu Zhengshen who inspected the world were all killed and wounded. In order to restore the rule of Shenzhou as soon as possible, Heavenly Court recruited a lot of Zhengshen from the great papal dynasties and Taoist academies.

"It's not Suibu, but the land **** of Chongshan County."

Xuan Yu said: "The original Chongshan land colluded with demons and killed the people in the county. After the incident, I went to Zhanxiantai. Now I am in charge!"

"As it should be!"

Zhou Yi couldn't help but be amazed that the speed of Tianting's backtracking was much faster than expected.

When there is a lack of incense and desire, one can loosen up the heavens, and naturally there are greedy incense and meritorious gods who will join hands with demons to fool the people.

When the incense is full, the law will be tightened, and the righteous gods who have done deeds for heaven before will be strictly investigated.

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

Heavenly Emperor behaves like this, more and more similar to mortal emperor, no longer stick to the righteous way and magic way, as long as it is in the interests of heaven, it can be used.

"Senior sister is in charge of land in Chongshan County, and she manages her own people. Is it possible to accept apprentices?"

"You can't go too far."

Lingweizi said: "After all, the rules are strict, and it's fine to take a few less. If it's too big, it can't be covered up, and someone from above must be sent to investigate!"

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

"Thank you, senior sister, the sect is prosperous, and the master can go to see the ancestors with peace of mind!"

Zhou Yi saw Ling Weizi's face pulling the elder, and quickly changed the topic: "How can the master get through the joints, as far as I know, few sect disciples can serve in the vicinity."

In order to prevent the place from becoming bigger, Heavenly Court, the sect disciples canonize the righteous gods, mostly in tens of thousands of people.

Inside and outside, even deliberately sent to serve within the scope of the hostile sect.

"Back then, I was worried about your formation of pills for my teacher, and secretly picked up a spirit medicine."

Ling Weizi said, "As a result, you went out and traveled, and the message came back and said that the elixir had already formed, so the elixir was saved. A few years ago, when Xuan Yu ran the office, he accidentally learned that the Taisui disciple of Jiazi was short of elixir, so he sent it to him. past."

Now that the Emperor of Heaven is in complete control of the Heavenly Court, he has severely cracked down on the privileges of the disciples of the Great Sect.

So dignified Yuanying Daojun, it is difficult to prepare the elixir for his disciples.

After all, everything that grows in the sky and swims in the water belongs to the Heavenly Court. In the past, it could be harvested privately by relying on the background, but now it can only be planted slowly.

In a hundred years, the value of spiritual things that have broken through the realm has more than doubled!

"I see."

Zhou Yishou used the magic formula to calculate the ins and outs, and found that there was no calamity left. The Jiazi Tai Sui was really a believer, and he immediately slapped the horse.

"Thanks to Shizun's painstaking efforts and hundreds of years of business, we have today, and the sect's revival is in sight!"

"Generally average."

The corners of Lingweizi's mouth were upturned, and Shouyuan was about to do this when he was about to do it. Suddenly, he was not so afraid of death, but had a strange idea to report the good news to the ancestors quickly.

"Then what's the charter 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 bottom of the mountain, and everyone will test their spiritual roots and select the best ones for admission."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Ling Weizi coughed a few times in fright, and scolded: "You are really bold, you dare to violate the rules of the sky like this, no matter which of the two is used, it will destroy the family."

Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but luckily Lingweizi remained sane, otherwise he would have to practice in another world.

"Then how to accept apprentices?"

"It's all about luck."

Lingweizi said helplessly: "If today's regulations are getting more and more strict, remember not to violate it. If you secretly accept an apprentice, you have to deal with the apprentice's family's funeral. Don't report the lost child to the government."

"How exactly?"

"You go down the mountain and pretend to be a fortune-teller, and if you meet someone with good qualifications, it's a hexagram..."

Zhou Yi's mouth twitched, and he had to nod in agreement.

Five years later. There were cries in Xuanyuan Hall.

Lingweizi sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and he had lost his breath.

Below, Zhou Yi and Xuan Yu kowtowed side by side, with expressions of grief on their faces, followed by more than a dozen new disciples, each crying fiercely.

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

Five hundred years from the apprenticeship to the present, for Lingweizi, Xuanyuanzong is his home, more important than the descendants of the blood. It is a pleasure to see the opportunity of prosperity before his death.

So the next generation of children appeared in the Xiuxian world, Xuan Yu and Zhou Yi were stern, and Lingweizi was tolerant and kind.

The newly recruited Qingzi disciples have a much stronger relationship with their ancestors than their masters and uncles.

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

Due to Sun Changsheng's lessons learned, Zhou Yi was very repulsive to accepting disciples, so all the disciples bowed to Xuan Yumen.

"If you don't accept apprentices, you will never take the blame again, right?"

the next day.

The remains of Lingweizi were buried in the tomb of the sect, and a magic array was arranged to prevent theft.

Sect Master Xuan Yu, Vice Sect Master Zhou Yi.

Zhengshen can also serve as suzerain, and Heavenly Court is very supportive of such matters, 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 wishing force beads that were handed over to the Heavenly Court were of high quality, and they were promoted from the land of the ninth grade to the Huaining government of the seventh grade.

Tongju is in charge of the state government's criminal proceedings, and his power is second only to that of Liupin City God.

The entire territory of Xuanyuan Mountain is in Huaining Mansion, and Xuan Yu has become the direct boss of the nearby mountain gods. The disciples who were originally trapped on the mountain to practice secretly can go down the mountain to subdue demons and kill demons.

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

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

Disciples of Xuanyuan Sect slaying demons and slaying demons

Lingshi, 30% is returned to the land of the local mountain gods, 40% is turned over to the sect treasure house, and the remaining 30% is the spoils of war!

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

If there are foreign monks who dare to slay demons and demons near Xuanyuan Mountain, the Mountain God Land will immediately expel them.

Ordinary spellcasting and manifesting the holy, this violates the law!

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

Ten years later.

The disciples of the Qing generation had five foundation-buildings.

After discussing with Xuan Yu, Zhou Yi voluntarily abdicated to become a sage, and became an elder.

The eldest disciple Qingfeng served as the suzerain, and the other foundation-building disciples served as elders, in charge of teaching the law, law, alchemy and other positions.

As such.

Zhou Yi is completely free, and only needs to occasionally explain the doubts to his disciples and teach the Fa, and at other times he cultivates and celebrates.

In a trance, fifty years have passed.

There are more than 300 disciples of Xuanyuan Sect, 50 people of Qing character generation, and 270 people of "Jing" generation below.

After a lapse of hundreds of years, the Zongmen Palace was once again filled with monks.

The guardian formation method only arranged a four-phase phantom formation, with Xuan Yu, the City God Temple, covering the judgment, and the demons and ghosts did not dare to come to Xuanyuanzong to make a fuss.

Time is like water, the sun and the moon are like shuttles.

In the eyes of Daojun Nascent Soul, the hundred years of years are only a few retreats.

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this day.

A mysterious aura shot straight into the sky, and the sky was clear for thousands of miles, but all of a sudden it was cloudy.

The disciples of Xuanyuan Sect sensed the weather changes, or cast Escape Light, or stepped on flying swords, and jumped into the air to check the four directions. These scenes seemed to be someone who was robbing nearby.

call--

The sound of exhalation sounded, and countless gusts swept across the sky, blowing away the roaring thunder.

mountain top.

Zhou Yi's face was filled with joy, and he closed his eyes to sense the world.

The spiritual energy that originally needed to run the exercises to attract, now swarms into the body like milk swallows, and it turns into mana after a little refining.

"It didn't take a thousand years for the poor to finally fuse the body of a real dragon with a congenital real person. Such a talent root is not much worse than a congenital and a foot!"

Chapter end