I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Zhouyi's understanding of the Shiwan Dashan comes from various classics, and the description is vague and general.

After the scalper narrated, I knew the specific appearance.

One Hundred Thousand Mountains is no less vast than Yunzhou, and the territory is full of mountains, rivers, deep valleys, great rivers and lakes, where ghosts and ghosts either cultivate alone or gather together to become kings.

It can be said that there is a miasma, chaos and disorder.

On weekdays, the mountains fight against each other and kill each other. Only when they fight against the human monks of Yunzhou and Qiongzhou, can they temporarily form an army of monsters under the integration of the four royal families.

The status of the royal family is similar to that of the Danding sect, but the inheritance of the demon clan is based on blood, and there is no concept of sect at all, so there is little jurisdiction over the demons under its command.

"Sounds better for me!"

Zhouyi only needs to occupy one spiritual vein, which can be either Xuan-level or Huang-level, the difference between the two is only sooner or later.

Moo!

The scalper showed joy, and urged Zhou Yi to go to Shiwan Dashan earlier, where there were also many human races.

The low-level monsters are ignorant in intelligence, and it is okay to charge and fight, but it is difficult to manage the cave on the top of the mountain, let alone settle accounts, cook, brew wine, etc., so the demon king will keep many human servants for him to drive.

Due to the deep grievances between the two races, the status of the human race in the mountains is low, and a little carelessness will become a meal on the plate.

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, pondered for a moment and said: "Scalper, what about the other demon kings, I have neither the right nor the ability to control them. The demon clan under Moyundong will never allow cannibalism."

Moo!

The ox nodded again and again, saying that it had taken in hundreds of people, opened up wasteland and farmed near Moyun Cave, and had formed a village.

"Haha! Well done!"

Zhou Yi jumped onto the bull's back, patted the bull's horns, and slowly sank into Luoshui.

...

Three years later.

After the search of Luoshui River was over, Zhou Yi went back to the source, checked the mountains, rivers and lakes on both sides, and rode a cow eastward, which was very pleasant.

Ten years passed in a blink of an eye.

early morning.

Zhou Yi woke up from his sleep, only feeling weak and his consciousness swept away.

"The Dao foundation dissipated and returned to the thirteenth layer of Qi Refining!"

Think back to sixteen years of running along the river, searching like a scan, but still can't find any trace of the spiritual land.

"No wonder it is recorded in the ancient books that spiritual lands are hard to come by. The spirit-gathering formation formed by the natural terrain does not contain any traces of restraint, and its mystery is naturally more than that of any formation master!"

"That's all! Niu'er, go do it!"

...

There are countless things in this world that go against our wishes.

Zhou Yi didn't care about this, and rode a yellow ox along the bottom of Luoshui River, fleeing in the direction of Dagan.

today.

The tip of the scalper's nose twitched, smelling a strange smell, and sounded a reminder.

Moo!

"Fairy?"

Zhou Yi frowned, jumped off the scalper's back, and transformed into a half-human, half-bull using the magic cow.

The Yunzhou monster clan is not in the limelight, and big monsters in the Foundation Establishment Realm are rare, but it is hard to guarantee that no monster king will come to roam.

The scalper understood immediately, followed the evil spirit all the way, and came back after a while, with a turtle shell the size of a millstone in its mouth.

"A turtle demon in the Qi refining period."

Zhou Yi waved his hand to shoot the turtle demon, a thunderbolt fell into the shell of the turtle, and immediately there was a shrill scream.

The dark green tortoise's head emerged from its shell, and it turned into a human form. It repeatedly begged for mercy: "Prince Immortal, please forgive me, Immortal Elder, please forgive me. The little one just came out looking for stuttering, and has never harmed anyone!"

"What's your relationship with that snake demon?"

Zhou Yi watched the turtle monster stretch its head and shrink its head, Mung Bean's eyes rolled wildly, and his two beards twitched as he spoke, exactly the same as the Prime Minister Turtle in his impression.

The turtle demon suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and quickly told the truth: "The little one is the river god, no, the river patrol under the snake demon's seat has been in the cave for more than ten years, and he couldn't bear to come out hungry to find something to eat."

Zhou Yi showed joy, and asked again: "You have low mana, how can you transform into a human form?"

The turtle demon said: "Reporting to the immortal leader, the small one was originally an ordinary river turtle. It accidentally swallowed a spiritual grass and gave birth to spiritual wisdom. It turned into this appearance when half of its mana was insufficient."

Zhou Yi pinched the magic formula with his hands, condensing the bloody deed to restrict it.

"Acknowledge the Lord obediently, or you will be stewed tonight!"

The turtle demon showed a bitter face, not daring to disobey, obediently let the blood contract and soul contract merge into the bloodline spirit.

"Don't be discouraged. From now on, you will be called Prime Minister Gui, and you will eat and drink spicy food with the poor."

Zhou Yi was well versed in the principle of giving a sweet date with a stick, so he took out a hundred-year-old ginseng from the storage bag and handed it to Prime Minister Gui: "From now on, you will eat this every day, and your mana will increase rapidly, and one day you will be able to completely transform into a human form."

"Eat hundred-year-old ginseng every day?"

Prime Minister Gui, Mung Dou's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief on his face, he ate up the ginseng in two mouthfuls, lest Zhou Yi would regret taking it back.

Zhou Yi nodded and said: "It's been a long time, just don't dislike it."

"Eat it for a lifetime and you will never dislike it!"

Prime Minister Gui has short limbs and a height of 1.45 meters. He stretched his head and narrowed his head and said flatteringly: "Immortal Chief, our family will guide you. The snake demon has stolen your cave, so it should be killed by monks."

"It was killed by the poor."

Zhou Yi glanced at Prime Minister Turtle: "Have you eaten virgins?"

"Absolutely not!"

Guicheng promised repeatedly: "Before the snake demon came, our family often rescued drowning people, and we had a good reputation on both sides of the Luoshui River."

"That's good."

Zhou Yi followed Prime Minister Gui and walked for two or three miles, and came to an unremarkable river bottom. He had carefully searched the vicinity a few years ago.

"Immortal Elder, the entrance to this spirit land is somewhat mysterious."

Prime Minister Turtle used his natural water method, and a waterspout appeared at the bottom of the river, enveloping it.

The waterspout stirred up a large swath of sand, revealing the entrance of a burrow, into which Prime Minister Turtle disappeared, and the bottom of the river was washed away by the flowing water and returned to its usual calm.

"Fun and interesting!"

Zhou Yi had a specific goal, and after careful observation, he found something strange.

There are several small water veins in the nearby river bottom, which are naturally intertwined, forming an isolation and restriction. Since there are no formations and flags, there is no difference between the spiritual consciousness and the water veins of other land boundaries.

Zhou Yi did not change the arrangement of the water veins, and it was a pity to destroy the barrier that could hide from the spiritual scan.

"Niu'er, go in and have a look."

According to Prime Minister Gui's method, the ox stirred the water flow to form a tornado, changed the arrangement of the water veins, and entered the underwater spiritual land.

The spiritual land covers an area of ​​more than ten mu, and it seems to be a naturally formed cave. There are moonstones inlaid on the surrounding walls and the stone walls above the head, which are as bright as day.

In the middle is the lair of the snake demon, a nest made of bluestone, covered with mats made of spiritual grass, with a snake egg the size of a human head on it. There are also many mortal offerings in the lair, as well as the dry and white skulls of children spit out by the snake demon.

"It turned out to be a female snake?"

Zhou Yi's mana sensed the snake eggs, which had completely lost their vitality. They were put into storage bags and made into soup.

For the next few days, they have been busy building the cave.

First clean up the relics of the snake demon, and then open up six or seven acres of spiritual fields to plant various elixir seeds, not just wood attributes.

"After a thousand years, we will be able to harvest a large number of top-notch elixir!"

Zhou Yi took huge stones from the mountains outside, cut them into strips with flying swords, and built two rough stone rooms, which were used for cultivation and alchemy respectively.

After that, there is the most important formation restriction.

The eight-door golden lock formation covers the entire cave. Based on this high-level formation, it is embedded with the four-phase Xumi formation and the Great Sun Divine Fire formation. The triple formation is enough to resist several fake alchemy monks.

Zhou Yi didn't ask for formations to kill the enemy, he only needed to block for a moment, and then he used escapism to escape.