I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

The two sects of direct descendant and loose cultivators of the Danding Sect don't see each other well, and spray each other from time to time.

Fang Chengfeng is an absolute direct disciple, even one of the representatives.

It was not easy for Jiang Kang to say something interesting with such an identity, but Zhou Yi didn't go to the Ziyun meeting immediately, and waited out of habit.

After time honed, you will see the true nature of anyone.

That senior brother Fang is already a hundred and thirty years old, and he still has at least seventy years of life, plus the life-prolonging elixir given by the ancestor, he can live another thirty or forty years.

Zhou Yi was not in a hurry to get in touch, and secretly observed whether he could safely sell the pill and make meritorious deeds.

The Zongmen Xiaoru was held in full swing, and many powerful disciples emerged.

Zhou Yi saw with his own eyes that many spirit bodies and alien spirit roots that were only recorded in classics, carefully recorded their fighting habits, and later encountered opportunities to predict the enemy.

The spiritual body is the physical body that is affected by the spiritual root and transforms into mysterious characteristics. For example, Dai Zhi, the top ten popular fire spirit body, is full of raging flames when he is fighting, like a Vulcan.

Heterogeneous spiritual roots generally refer to spiritual roots other than the five elements, and the representative one is Li Qing, who has many magic spells at his fingertips.

"There is no spiritual root in ten thousand, and spiritual bodies and alien species are even rarer. There are more than a dozen of them in the sect's Xiaobi alone? Well, it may be that they have participated in several consecutive sessions, otherwise the Dandingzong is too strong!"

In the blink of an eye, January has passed.

On the day of the Zongmen Xiaobi finals, there were more than 5,000 monks watching the match.

Rumor has it that the elders of the Eighteenth Peaks paid attention to him with spiritual consciousness. Over the years, Xiaobi has disciples who have caught the eyes of the True Monarch and ascended to the sky in one step to worship him.

Zhou Yi found that Senior Brother Shu who was scurrying around was gone. When he saw him try his best to sell betting jade slips a few days ago, he smiled very happily. He must have won a lot of Lingshi.

"The final is the time for the excitement, and there are the most bettors. Is this guy willing to join in?"

After three days.

The final came to an end slowly, and the first one was not Zhou Yi's favorite Li Qing, but an ordinary Erlinggen disciple.

Chu Feng.

Without a spirit body, not a strange spirit root, proficient in the way of talismans and formations, a dozen talismans form a formation with a wave of hands. The opponent was trapped in it and rushed left and right. He urged the formation flag in the distance, and replenished the damaged talisman seals at any time until the opponent ran out of mana.

Zongmen Xiaobi prohibits the use of top-grade and top-level instruments, talismans, formations and the like are not prohibited, but they need to prove in advance that they were drawn by themselves.

"Using the talisman array, a dozen talismans can trap the top for refining Qi, and more than a hundred should be able to trap the top for foundation building! If tens of thousands of talismans can be activated to form an array, can they trap the Jindan Zhenjun?"

"Maybe it can, but it's too difficult to realize. First of all, it must be able to activate tens of thousands of talismans, and secondly, there are not many formations that can trap Zhenjun!"

Zhou Yi marked this disciple, and after he established his foundation, he would look for an opportunity to ask for advice.

...

Thinking over the cliff.

Zhou Yi was carrying two altars of spirit wine, called Danxiazui, which he bought from fellow disciples pointed out by Senior Brother Jiang.

An altar of fifty spirit stones, the price and effectiveness are far beyond Chihong's comparison, and drinking can increase the mana of the real person who established the foundation.

Before the Zongmen Xiaobi finals, the two bet that the disciple who finally won the leader would be a foreign spirit root or an ordinary spirit root, and Zhou Yi naturally lost.

Zhou Yi entered the Black Wind Cave and found that there were more people in the restriction, and they were trying their best to resist the erosion of the black wind and poisonous fire. The aura of mana is similar to that of Jiang Kang. It is also in the late stage of foundation establishment, one is calm and the other is grinning.

"Senior brother Jiang, I will lose the spirit wine to you."

Zhou Yi's expression returned to indifference, and he didn't show that he was familiar with Jiang Kang in front of outsiders.

Jiang Kang opened the wine jar and took a deep sniff, and proudly said: "The old Taoist has never failed in the small and big competitions in the past. Over the past century, more than 70% of the people who have won the championship are normal spiritual root disciples."

Zhou Yi asked curiously, "Why?"

Jiang Kang said: "Spiritual roots are better than cultivation, and fighting skills are another kind of talent. If you fight hundreds of times, you will understand the mystery of it."

Zhou Yi shrugged his shoulders, so it seemed impossible in ten thousand years, then he picked up the jade slips on the stone table to check the origin of the newcomer.

Fang Chengfeng beat his fellow disciples and caused minor injuries. He thought there was a reason for the incident, and was sentenced to Si Guo January.

"The son of the ancestor!"

Zhou Yi's eyes showed surprise, and his eyes swept across Fang Chengfeng without any trace. His appearance looked ordinary, and he looked like he was struggling to resist the punishment, and he didn't have the reserve of the top second generation of the sect.

At this time.

Fang Chengfeng seemed to be exhausted, and shouted regardless of his image: "Junior Brother Zhu, let the punishment stop."

Hearing this, Zhou Yi took out his identity token, closed the punishment, and asked in confusion, "Senior Brother Fang, how do you know my surname is Zhu?"

"Old Shu, he said that he had recruited newcomers for the Ziyun Society, so he sent someone to check it out."

Fang Chengfeng said: "Junior Brother Zhu is an interesting name, the one who co-authored the script with Zhenjun Qingjing is actually exactly the same."

"It's just a coincidence."

Zhou Yi's expression remained unchanged, and he changed the subject: "Why haven't you seen Senior Brother Shu these few days?"

"This guy stole more than half a million spirit stones. He was afraid of being angered by me, so he slipped away overnight under the command of exorcising demons."

When Fang Chengfeng spoke, he did not forget to run the exercises to restore his mana, and said: "Winning or losing is a common thing. If you really get upset, it's okay. But someone partnered to trick me and bet 50,000 spirit stones, ten times the odds , and then the opponent surrendered himself!"

Zhou Yi was surprised and said: "As Senior Brother Fang, there are still people who dare to play tricks outside the game, and won't be able to get the Lingshi if they win?"

"A mere half a million spirit stones, I will pay on the spot."

Fang Chengfeng said bitterly: "But I was so angry that I couldn't hold back my anger, so I beat that person up, and this is Siguoya!"

Zhouyi sounds interesting, probably because he has a hatred of the rich, and it is inexplicably refreshing to see the second generation deflated.

"Brother Shu's surname is not suitable for this job."

Fang Chengfeng said helplessly: "Old Shu has a gambling temper, so he has been in charge of this matter. Because he lost more than he won before, I asked him to change his name. How could he have lost a big one!"

Five hundred thousand Lingshi, Fang Chengfeng said it easily, but listening to his tone was also very heartbreaking.

Jiang Kang who was next to him suddenly said: "Instead of digging into the camp every day to make friends with this one and that one, it is better to retreat and practice hard, so as to reach the realm of fake pills as soon as possible, and the hope of condensing golden pills will be more."

"Senior brother, you think highly of me. In the thousands of years of the Danding School, there has never been a precedent for the five spirit roots to form an alchemy."

Fang Chengfeng said with a bitter face: "My senior brother has never heard of the temperament of my old man. Don't say that you can give the alchemy spirit, even the foundation building pill is bought by me with the flower spirit stone. In the future, it will be designated as the alchemy Hopeless."

Seeing Zhou Yi's puzzled face, Jiang Kang explained: "The ancestor Jianchen practiced the sword art of forgetting love, sitting and forgetting the seven emotions and six desires... he doesn't care about this son."

Zhou Yi came to a sudden, no wonder someone cheated Fang Chengfeng, and he was still related to the ancestor Jian Chen.

The ancestor of Yuan Ying lived for thousands of years, and used life-prolonging pills and secret techniques for thousands of years. His temperament has long been beyond human comprehension, some are extremely protective, and some are as indifferent as Jian Chen.

Fang Chengfeng said: "That's why we have to form cliques! In order to prevent the old man from being killed in the future, don't people think about me with millions of spirit stones?"

Jiang Kang said quietly: "Don't worry, it's most likely that the white-haired ancestor Jian Chen sent the black-haired one!"

"..."

Fang Chengfeng blushed, and said to Zhou Yi: "Junior Brother Zhu, I have recovered my mana, quickly open the restriction."

Zhou Yi hurriedly followed suit. Jiang Kang was powerful and made outstanding achievements, so he could tease and joke at will, but he was not qualified to take advantage of the wind.

"Brother Fang's breath is strong and pure, how can he resist it so hard?"

"Ordinary disciples resist the black wind and poisonous fire, only wanting not to harm the body. It seems that they are easily punished, but in fact they will still be slightly corroded. After going out, they must polish their mana to expel the wind and fire from the body. It will take at least three to five months."

Jiang Kang looked at Fang Chengfeng who was struggling to resist the wind and fire, and his eyes flashed with approval.

"This guy tried his best to resist, now it seems to be hard work, but he saved his life!"