I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

The group of monsters heard the words and thought carefully, it seems that there is such a possibility, and the discussion is buzzing.

"This matter has been reported to the ancestors, so we don't need to worry."

Ao Cang said: "Those human clan sects have a deep foundation, there are probably still Huashen alive, and they are guarded by Zhenzong Lingbao. The Dandingzong may be known as the first sect, but it is very difficult to unify the human race. .”

"The Living Heavenly Monarch?"

Zhou Yi and the group of monsters looked at each other with horror in their eyes. Such existence was only recorded in the classics.

"Maybe alive or dead, but there is no need to worry about such existences. Either they claim to dare not be born, or they use heretical methods to continue their lives. They will not be born unless the sect is destroyed."

Ao Cang said: "I don't know about other sects, the transformation spirit of the Dandingzong must have disappeared, otherwise the Demon Lord would not dare to destroy Xiaodanshan brazenly."

Zhou Yi asked curiously: "Dare to ask Lord Long, is there a demon god alive in our demon clan?"

Ao Cang shook his head, and said dejectedly: "The decline of the demon race started with the incarnation of the demon god. The hundred thousand mountains are the final foundation. If we retreat, we can only leave Jiuzhou and go to the four seas to find spiritual veins and practice!"

After the words fell, the group of demons in the temple shouted angrily, cursing the human monks.

Since the beginning of spiritual energy in the world, there have been monster races in the world, countless years earlier than the history of human practice. Some ancient classics also recorded that the ancestors of the human race led spiritual energy into their bodies and refined them into mana, referring to the practice of the monster race.

Now that the human race is powerful, it keeps encroaching on the realm of the monster race's practice.

Zhou Yi's eyes flickered and his mind turned, Ao Cang seemed to be guiding intentionally. The struggle for the continuation of the ethnic groups and the struggle for living space are the best way to unite the enemy.

"The lifespan of the dragon clan is long, and the golden core can live for nearly a thousand years. If the Dragon Emperor doubles it, at least two thousand years, it may not be able to survive Xuanxiao, so Ao Cang is laying the groundwork for something..."

After the uproar, Ao Cang signaled the demons to be quiet.

"Don't say these frustrating words anymore, today's banquet is to celebrate the success of Jin Daoyou."

Halfway through the banquet, we finally got to the point. Ao Cang smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, would you like to join Bibotan? If there really is a catastrophe coming in the future, we will be able to overcome it with our concerted efforts!"

"It's what you want."

Zhou Yi stood up and bowed to salute, solemnly said: "I would like to be dispatched by the Dragon King, stationed on the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and try to protect the cultivation ground of the monster race. Pindao was born in an ordinary eagle clan, with low blood talent, and knows the difficulties of the monster race. Occupy!"

Not to mention the shocking words, Zhou Yi painted patterns in the void with his essence and blood, and swore to the sky.

"If you break this oath, you will lose five hundred years of life!"

Such loud and powerful words left the group of demons stunned. Everyone just followed Long Jun's words and cursed a few words, why did they suddenly take it seriously!

"Okay!"

Ao Cang repeatedly praised: "Friend Daoist is really the backbone of the Yaozu, if everyone of the Yaozu is like a friend of Daoist, why don't you worry about revival?"

Zhou Yi repeatedly waved his hands and said: "Long Jun is absurd, the poor are just doing their best, and only obeying the order of Dragon Palace to follow Long Jun can have a little use."

"Hahaha! You all have a good drink!"

Ao Cang raised his glass and said: "This king has been to Tanggu, Qingqiu, and Baihuling, and learned that the lifespans of the four ancestors are all over a thousand. We just need to wait for all the human souls to sit down. With four against one, the advantage is I!"

"Drink Sheng!"

The group of monsters suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Zhou Yi was so swearing that he had guessed Dragon Lord's plan.

This is not some clever strategy, but a majestic conspiracy, without fighting or fighting, to kill the human race's Nascent Soul by taking advantage of the long lifespan.

Even if the human race knew it in advance, they were powerless to stop the general trend. The Demon Emperor was determined to hide and escape, and the Yuanying Patriarch was helpless.

"Continued Cup!"

"Drink, drink, drink!"

"The revival of the monster race is imminent."

"It's only five or six hundred years, and the poor can wait."

"..."

Pushing the cups to change the cups, the cups and cups are interlaced, and the sharks and clam girls have changed four or five waves of delicacies in a row.

Near the end.

Ao Cang said: "Since you have entered the Bibo Pool, you should have a residence. This king knows that you are brothers, so I simply give you the southern part of the Thorn Ridge, and the Qingsong Demon King will change the place."

"It doesn't need to be like this. Fellow Daoist Qingsong has a long lifespan, and he will be the pillar of the monster clan in the future. Lord Long still needs to get close!"

Zhou Yi spoke earnestly and said: "Pin Dao is willing to guard the northern section of Thorn Ridge with the scalper, monitor the movement of the human race, train the demon soldiers under his command, and wait for the time when the demon race will revive!"

"Okay!"

Ao Cang only felt that Zhou Yi was glowing with a fearless holy light, and said: "Since it is a celebration, how can there be no congratulations. This king opened the treasure house of the Dragon Palace, and fellow Taoists will take one... two pieces, congratulations for the monster clan!"

Zhou Yi burst into tears with gratitude: "Thank you, Lord Long."

"You guys continue to eat and drink, fellow Taoists come with me."

Ao Cang said that clouds were growing under his feet, and he took Zhou Yi to fly deep into the Dragon Palace.

After a while.

It landed outside a palace, the gate was closed, and the plaque read: Jubao Pavilion.

Ao Cang opened his mouth and spat out the dragon ball, and shook it in front of the door, preventing the aura from shining and the door opened by itself.

Zhou Yi followed into the Jubao Pavilion, and saw a shelf that could not be seen at a glance, with various objects placed on it.

"The treasures collected by the Dragon Lords of all dynasties are all here. Fellow Daoists can choose two at will."

Ao Cang said with a smile: "Dragon Lords of the past dynasties like different objects, some like crystal clear, some like old, so there are more expensive sundries, but it is to test the eyesight of fellow daoists."

Zhou Yi scanned with his spiritual sense, and saw that there were text marks next to the shelves, which were classified according to their attributes.

Gold-type spiritual mines, monster skeletons, wood-type strange objects, lightning-strike spiritual objects...

"Mr. Long, Pindao also likes ancient spiritual things. I don't know which area they are in?"

Ao Cang pointed: "The southwest corner."

Jubao Pavilion has a vast area, covering at least a dozen acres. Zhou Yi cast his escape method and landed in the antiquities area, checking the spiritual objects on the shelves one by one.

"Ancient tiger demon teeth, ancient jade, broken ancient artifacts, ancient tomb coffins..."

A certain generation of dragon kings had amazing hobbies, and even sealed a sarcophagus in a storage box for storage. It is not known whether he dug it out himself, or the demon king below offered it.

Zhou Yi didn't expect there to be secrets in the ancient relics, after many trials by Ren Longjun, if there was a trace of strangeness that could not be grasped, it would have been taken from Jubao Pavilion long ago.

——The tortoise shell with gossip pattern comes from ancient ruins.

The simple blue-gray tortoise shell is about the size of an adult's palm, and the eight trigrams texture is naturally formed on the back.

Zhou Yi showed joy, and held the tortoise shell in his hand to play with for a while.

"This thing has a destiny with me, use it to perform the small interception technique, and I will be able to divination and calculate more information!"

Afterwards, he wandered around for a while, and picked up a fragment of an ancient treasure called Cuifeng Seal. The overall shape is like a small mountain peak, and the whole body is emerald green, but half of it is broken at the middle, and it can become a thousand catties after being activated by mana.

This object has been in the Jubao Pavilion for quite a long time, and there are several annotations by the Dragon Lords beside it, and it is verified that it is a part of the ancient treasure.

Zhou Yi chose a good object, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for the gift, Lord Long."

Ao Cang is in charge of the Jubao Pavilion, and he has his own prohibition summons to remind any objects that have left their original places. Seeing the two chicken ribs in Zhou Yi's hands, he smiled and shook his head.

"Fellow Daoist is commendable for his loyalty, but his skin is a little thin. Although these two ancient relics are mysterious, they are only suitable for leisure!"

Ao Cang summoned the turtle demon to serve him, and ordered it to go to the arsenal to get the armor of the gods, which was another reward.

"Thank you, Dragon Lord."

Zhou Yi changed into chain mail, and the weapon was a pair of fine gold dragon maces, which weighed thousands of catties.

The Yaozu seldom refine magic weapons, but continue to sacrifice their bodies until they are as strong as magic weapons. Divine weapons are similar to the treasures of human monks, and combined with the tyrannical power of the monster race, they will collapse mountains and crack the ground at every turn, and Jindan Zhenjun dare not resist.

Dragon Palace Banquet is not a day.

After confirming that Zhou Yi was under Bibotan's command, Long Jun sent a message to the demon king under his command, and each of them came to get acquainted.

Eating, drinking and having fun, time flies by.

Two months later.

Zhou Yi Duguang fell into the Moyun Cave, arranged a lot of formations to cover up, and took out the stick to predict the ominous fortune.

The spiritual lottery landed safely.

winning the lottery.

"How can it be mediocre?"

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, and took out the ancient tortoise shell from the storage bag.

After obtaining the two ancient artifacts from the Jubao Pavilion, they have been researching them in the Dragon Palace for a long time.

In Cuifeng seal, one or two strands of forbidden texture can be glimpsed. It will take a long time to study in the future, and maybe you can get the incomplete method of refining treasures.

An accident happened when the ancient tortoise shell was divining the sky, and all the lifespan consumed by the small interception technique was swallowed up by the tortoise shell, and in the end, it was not possible to calculate the fortune of a day.

After devouring Shouyuan, the gossip texture on the back of the tortoise shell became slightly clearer.

Zhou Yi found that the tortoise shell had changed strangely, so he dared not continue to study in the Dragon Palace until he returned to Moyun Cave.

"I want to see how much life this thing can swallow!"