I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Fenghe.

There was a burst of shouting and killing.

Thousands of Yin soldiers formed an army formation, blocked and intercepted the middle of the river, exposed the river temple at the bottom of the water, and jointly cast spells to attack.

Two Jindan monks in black and white Taoist robes stood on the clouds, holding magic treasures and waiting quietly.

After a while.

With a bang, the formation shattered.

"kill!"

Hundreds of water demons rushed out of the Heshen Temple, threatening to attack them with vicious shapes and claws.

The leader is the green-skinned Yaksha with a head six feet tall, wielding the magic weapon of the steel fork, lasing azure aura to freeze dozens of Yin soldiers.

The white-robed monk asked in surprise: "Isn't the Fenghe River God a turtle-headed demon?"

"Whether it's a turtle demon or a yaksha, I'm ordered to arrest him and bring him to justice!"

The cuffs of the black-robed monk flew out of the precious mirror, fell into his hand and burst into aura, and the mirror reflected the face of the blue-skinned Yaksha.

Yasha only felt bewildered, and his mana was sluggish. Muran felt a pain in his chest, and looked down at the black flying sword piercing his chest. The body of a monster that had been condensed for hundreds of years was like thin paper.

"Pimpedao's soul-slaying sword is tangible and intangible, and it is designed to break the physical and tyrannical people!"

The white-robed monk grasped the formula with his hands, and the jet-black flying sword suddenly disappeared, and when it fell into his hand, it was impressively carrying the soul of Yasha.

Soul search!

The white-robed monk said: "This fellow is the servant of the river god. After the destruction of the Yuntong Dragon Palace, the river god has already fled. Only this Yaksha is left to collect the power of incense and fire."

"Run away, run away, what the Fujun wants is the god position!"

The black-robed monk let out a long roar, and the Yin soldiers who were fighting the water demon surged in aura, and rushed to kill them without fear of death.

The demon clan has strong qi and blood, and they already restrained their souls and bodies, but being in a desperate situation aroused their ferocity. With few enemies and many enemies, they resisted stubbornly for a day and a night before they died.

The black and white monks watched coldly, without any intention of interfering.

The origin of Yin soldiers are vicious ghosts, who committed bloody crimes during their lifetime, and they will die when they die. As long as the evil energy of the soul is taken away, there will be many ghosts who are punished in the Yin Prison of Chenghuang Temple.

After a few days.

The new Fenghe Hebo took office, he only has the realm of foundation establishment, but his surname is Gu.

...

Daheng Kyoto.

royal palace.

Palace of Qinzheng.

Nine identical people, wearing dragon robes, read the memorial on the left and right.

When encountering a memorial that is difficult to make a choice, I take out the wish power beads, activate the incense and wish power divination, and write down the comments based on the secrets obtained.

There are three or four feet thick memorials on each desk case, at least dozens or hundreds of them, and new memorials are sent by scribes from time to time.

After Emperor Yuan Ding ascended the throne, he handled the affairs of the state and the court by himself, and the officials only had the right to make suggestions. From the officials of the court to the county magistrates of Jiupin, all the government orders were made by Emperor Yuanding.

The Daheng Thirty-Six State Capital has a myriad of complicated affairs, and even monk Yuanying needs to deal with them day and night.

In order not to delay his practice, Emperor Yuan Ding refined and transformed the eight-way avatar, which was responsible for handling the government affairs of the country. The deity sat on the head and recited scriptures to enlighten the Tao and refine mana.

Blue smoke curled up.

The scent of incense in the hall is at its peak, condensing into a cloud of blue clouds, floating between the beams and columns.

At this time.

A purple-robed official entered the hall, and instead of placing the memorial in his hand on the left and right tables, he bowed to report to his superior, Emperor Yuan Ding.

"Your Majesty, another request for merit has been sent from Qingyun Mansion."

Emperor Yuan Ding slowly opened his eyes, waved his hand to take the memorial, flipped through a few pages and said with a smile.

"Since the meritorious service has been made, it will be distributed accordingly."

"Your Majesty, this is already the seventh time I have asked for credit."

The official said: "The God of Qingyun Mountain is insatiably greedy, the imperial court canonized him as a righteous god, and it is his job to eliminate the wild gods..."

"How can there be a job in this world?"

Emperor Yuan Ding said: "The imperial court has enshrined Lord Jishuilong for hundreds of years, but there is no black dragon in charge, but some spiritual stone pills, so that Qingyun Mountain God can be a role model for the country."

example?

The official's face was reddish, he knew the content of the memorial, and he tried his best to flatter the horse. The seven memorials were all so flattering, without the arrogance of Yuanying Daojun, he reminded aloud.

"Your Majesty, the God of Qingyun Mountain is after all a member of Butianmen."

"Of course I know."

Emperor Yuan Ding looked at the memorial playfully, and said: "With the nature of this mountain god, Ai Qing wondered, can he be loyal to Butian Sect?"

"This... is difficult!"

The official said: "The God of Qingyun Mountain is greedy for money, lustful, and cowardly, so it is impossible for him to agree with the doctrine of Butian."

Emperor Yuan Ding smiled and said: "So, the Qingyun Mountains on the left and right have fallen into the Butian Sect, so I can feel at ease by letting this guy take care of me."

"Your Majesty, since the Great Ancestor has been certified as a Void Returning Immortal, why does he need to rely on external forces?"

The official said: "Slowly sort out the mountains and rivers in the country, without the help of the Butian Sect, it will take decades to eliminate the wild gods, and there will be no future troubles."

"There is no need to discuss this matter again, I have my own plan."

Emperor Yuan Ding said: "Tell the Ministry of Households that if there is another memorial from Qingyun Mountain, there is no need to ask for instructions, and the full amount will be paid directly!"

"Follow the order!"

The official bowed to accept the order, and retreated with doubts on his face.

Emperor Yuan Ding took a deep breath of incense and anger, his eyes dim.

"My plan is not a mere Daheng. In the future, the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou will be entrusted to me as master!"

...

one year later.

Seven mountains and thirteen rivers, all the wild gods were killed and expelled.

Emperor Yuan Ding praised Qingyun Mountain God for his loyalty to the country, promoted him to the fifth-rank god position, and had countless spiritual stones and pills.

So far, Wanli Qingyun Mountain is in charge of Butian Sect.

Butianmen people are in charge of the mountains and rivers. After taking office, they first combed the mountains and waters, killed the beasts and evil spirits in the mountains, built a temple of the mountain god Hebo, and entrusted the people near the dream to offer incense.

The next ten years.

The weather in Qingyun Mountain is smooth and there are no natural disasters or man-made disasters.

Originally there were tens of millions of people under the rule, but it grew to fifteen million, and most of them came from other places to open up wasteland in the mountains.

The population has skyrocketed, but the incense and vows gained have shrunk to 60% of the original.

The common people are very pragmatic, and they don't want to burn incense and worship God if there is no disaster or disaster!

Zhou Yi observed secretly for ten years, and he was very satisfied with the behavior of Butian disciples. Regardless of their natural character, they all abide by the orthodox rules of Taoism, even if the power of incense is reduced by half.

"In the long run, if the population doubles in the future, the incense vows will be 20% more than the original harvest."

"The other mountain gods, He Bo, also understand this truth. It is possible to double the population, but there is a limit to harvesting incense. However, it takes tens or hundreds of years, and they can't afford to wait!"

"Even if the longevity is long, the god position under the buttocks can't last that long."

Qingyun Mountain is different, falling into the control of Butian Sect, almost like the concession in Daheng territory, any god can be appointed or dismissed by himself.

No one can intervene, let alone rob.

Neither can the imperial court!

...

today.

mountain temple.

Compared with ten years ago, the pavilions and pavilions have expanded several times.

Most of the anti-bandit materials and meritorious rewards issued by the imperial court fell into the storage bag, but some of them had to be exposed.

Firstly, it proves that His Majesty does not hesitate to reward loyal ministers, and secondly, it shows that Qingyun Mountain God is greedy for enjoyment.

Yongshou Hall.

Zhou Yi squeezed the alchemy formula with his hands, and put the purple golden pills into the gourd.

"The last pot, after ten years of eating, it's time to change the taste. The Buddhist Bodhi Pill not only increases mana, but also benefits the soul. I will refine it in the future."

Just as he was about to go to Yongning Hall to refine Qi, the sword talisman on his cuff buzzed.

Scanned with consciousness, received a summons.

——Brother Zhu is invited to come to Yongning Town God's Temple. May the number of Lizhu be sorted out, and I will introduce a few brothers from the same sect to you...

"Ten years of retreat, just to relax."

Zhou Yi sent Lingshen Doll to take care of the house and take good care of Lingtian, and then turned into a light and left.

Nowadays, there are many restrictions on the mountain temple, Huashen Tianjun can't see through the inside, and there are righteous gods guarding the outside, coupled with the name of Butian Sect, there is no one who is not open-eyed to try.

After several hours.

Yongning Mansion.

Fucheng.

Butianjiao has been operating in Yongning Mansion for hundreds of years, and the City Lord's Mansion had to be moved to the east of the city to give up the central position.

Zhou Yi's light fell, and a few flashes passed through the crowd of offering incense, and came to the apse of the Town God's Temple.

There were already Yin Division officials waiting, wearing pale robes. After seeing Zhou Yi, they hurriedly saluted: "The little god pays homage to the Qingyun Mountain God. Your lord has already set up a banquet, and you have been waiting for a long time."

"Lead the way ahead."

Zhou Yi recognizes this person, senior brother Gu sits as a judge, he seems to be no different from a living person, but in fact he is a ghost who has been cultivating for many years.

The Jiuzhou Ghost Cultivator was gusts of yin, even if he cast spells to cover it up, the yin energy would inevitably dissipate. And Dongsheng Shenzhou Ghost Cultivator absorbed the power of the incense and turned into a Yin God, without any gloomy and cold aura.

Wen Juan pinched the magic formula with his hands, and the spiritual light shone in front of him, manifesting a black door.

The black gate is made of an unknown material, and it is about the same size as a common city gate. The surface is carved with various patterns of evil spirits and ghosts being tortured, which looks extremely strange and terrifying.

gate of hell.

Those who have entered the city god's Yin Division by chance will record what they see and hear, and name the black gate after it.

Zhou Yi's eyes were shining brightly, and he could see through the essence of Heimen, but it was actually a special magic weapon, which was integrated with the formation restriction.

The black door was wide open.

Stepping into the City God's Yin Division, Zhou Yi felt that the void was upside down and distorted, and the scenery ahead changed drastically.

The sky was dim and ghostly.

"This is... a teleportation array?"

Zhou Yi comprehended ten thousand volumes of Dao Zang, among which there was a volume of teleportation formation, but it was far less exquisite than Guimenguan.

When you think about it, it makes sense.

The Town God's Temple is not the legendary underworld, but the underworld built by the monks for the power of incense and incense. It is impossible to open up different spaces with supreme power, but they have found a place of evil spirits and connected them with a teleportation array.

Ordinary people have short-sightedness, mistakenly enter the Temple of the City God, and think they have entered the underworld!

Wen Juan explained: "My lord is right. I just passed through the teleportation array and came to a ghostly place in the northeast of Yongning Mansion, which is more than two thousand miles away from the city."

The land of Yin spirits is filled with Yin Qi. After the establishment of the City God's Yin Division, fierce spirits and ghosts have been imprisoned continuously.

For a long time, it was completely shrouded by evil spirits.

All the way through the halls of the Yin Division, to the main hall, there are twenty or thirty people sitting in it, most of them are in the Jindan realm.

Sitting on the left and right are the three Yuanying Taoist monarchs, as well as the first Gu Xiao and the newcomer Zhou Yi. The overall strength has surpassed that of the Dandingzong, but this is only part of the power of Butian Sect in Daheng.

Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said: "I have seen you brothers, I am too late."

"Junior Brother Zhu is the farthest away. It's only a few hours, which is already extremely fast."

Gu Xiao introduced each of them one by one: "This is senior brother Lingming, who is in charge of the Duzhi Division of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and all the imperial supplies that the junior brother gets are handled by the senior brother."

Zhou Yi quickly said: "I have met Senior Brother Lingming, thank you for taking care of Senior Brother for many years."

"Brothers from the same sect, you don't need to be polite."

The Lingmingdao name sounds gloomy, but it is a fat man with a round face. He smiles kindly and looks at Zhou Yi very kindly.

The local and household departments have served for more than a hundred years, and the spiritual resources they have obtained have not added up to more than ten years.

After all, he is Daoist Yuan Ying, so even if he is greedy for ink, he has to find a legitimate reason so as not to lose his identity. Who would have thought that Zhou Yi would become the God of Qingyun Mountain, asking for credits and materials for suppressing bandits every now and then, without any regard for appearance.

After the spirit object was released, Zhou Yi sent it back to the household department for 50%, how could Lingming not get close!

Gu Xiao continued to introduce: "This is An Yunguang, Senior Brother An is serving as a general in the Zhendong Army."

Zhou Yi bowed and said, "I've seen Senior Brother An."

Daheng was established less than 3000 years ago. Compared with the dynasties in all directions, its strength and background are much worse. A large army of monks is stationed in the frontier all the year round to prevent foreign monks from plundering the population.

An Yunguang bowed in return, with a lukewarm attitude.

"Pei Yuanzhou, Brother Pei."

Gu Xiao said: "Brother Pei is a disciple of Uncle Danxiazi, and he does not serve in the imperial court. On weekdays, he devotes himself to cultivating in order to transform himself into a god."

"I've seen Senior Brother Pei."

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "I saw my brother fighting with the Dragon Emperor that day, and he easily suppressed it without magic weapons, which opened my eyes."

Pei Yuanzhou was dressed in black, and his expression was cold at first, but he was surprised when he heard the words, and couldn't help asking.

"Junior brother was there that day?"

Nascent Soul has not lived for hundreds of years, so he must be careful when fighting, and search hundreds of miles in all directions, so as not to hurt both sides and let others take advantage of it.

Zhou Yi said: "Brother is naturally timid and proficient in concealment techniques, so I was lucky enough to hide it from my spiritual sense."

Wow!

There was an uproar in the hall, Pei Yuanzhou was well-known in Daheng, and he claimed that he was expected to become a god within a hundred years, but he was concealed by the new Yuanying.

The world of cultivating immortals has always respected strength, and the technique of concealment is also a kind of strength. Pei and An, who were originally contemptuous, suddenly became more gentle, and Zhou Yi was initially integrated into the circle.

Zhou Yi took his seat and the banquet began.

During the banquet, most of the five Nascent Soul Daoist Lords spoke, and the rest of the Jindan monks accompanied them, who were in charge of ah, ah, amazement and laughter.

From Daheng to Dongsheng Shenzhou, and then to several major religions, many secret stories were told, which gave Zhou Yi an overall understanding of the entire world of cultivating immortals.

"The Twelve Great Sects of Righteousness, Demons, Taoism, and Buddhas return to the Void, and there are dozens of hundreds of sects left in the Transformation God Sect, but there are only four Great Sects that have the method of ascension, or have connections with the fairy world!"

"Mending the sky, cutting the sky, demon religion, Buddhism..."

Hearing this, Zhou Yi was puzzled, and asked, "The patriarch of the Daheng Li family has been certified to return to the void, is it considered a great teaching?"

"Ha ha!"

Gu Xiao said with a smile: "Let's not say that Taizu Daheng used heretics. There is only one member of the family who returns to the void, and there is no successor. How dare he call himself a great religion? If so, there are more than twelve great religions in Dongsheng Shenzhou!"

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, and said curiously: "Junior Brother has heard many times that Taizu Daheng took a shortcut, but he can't figure it out. Is there really a secret method to refine the gods and return to the void?"

Gu Xiao and the others looked at each other, and the Jindan in the palace held his breath and focused.

"Originally not."

Pei Yuanzhou said slowly: "Void-returning immortals are one step away from ascension, which is the acme of mortal immortality. How can there be a shortcut?"

"Daheng Taizu fought in the early years, his foundation was damaged, and his path was already cut off. However, a few years ago, he did not know where to get the incense sealing mystery technique, which condensed the power of immeasurable incense and fire, and became the true god of returning to the void!"

Zhou Yi was surprised and said: "A true god, not a human immortal?"

"The theory of the true god is named by the patriarch in the teaching, which means the god who gathers the power of incense and fire!"

Pei Yuanzhou said: "In the eyes of the ancestors of the sect, Daheng is just a tiny place. If it weren't for that, why would he spend his time managing it?"

Zhou Yi suddenly realized that the picture of Butianjiao was not Qingyun Mountain, but the secret of incense becoming a god.

How many amazingly talented Huashen Tianjun in the Butian Sect, even if they practice hard until their lifespan is exhausted, they can't break through the realm of returning to the void, and they have no hope of ascending to immortality.

Daheng Taizu, whose foundation was damaged, was able to use incense to become a true god. Even if his strength was not as good as that of a human immortal, he could still be called a heavenly magic method!