I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

"This old devil can't help but fight!"

Zhou Yi didn't show much complacency. Lord Wuxin was already weak in strength, and he relied on his magical powers to survive until now.

After six thousand years of practice, there are almost no shortcomings.

Among them, you are good at escape, proficient in many mysterious supernatural powers, even if the most common mana, body, and soul are placed on other Yuanying Taoist monarchs, they can be called extraordinary talents.

Needless to say, the magic treasures are all fake spirit weapons, and the Lingbao of Zhou Yi can no longer be used.

"Poverty Dao can achieve today's state, all thanks to my hard work!"

What kind of a generation of arrogance, what kind of peerless devil, don't need to fight him head-on, and stay away from the edge for hundreds of thousands of years, you can accept his magic weapon and supernatural power, the inheritance of classics, and bully the younger generation to take revenge.

Live for hundreds of millions of years, pigs can become immortals!

"Why does this sound a bit awkward?"

Zhouyi's spiritual sense penetrated into the golden bell, and there were several objects floating inside, such as Taoist robes, magic weapons, magical storage tools, etc., which were left after the spirit of Huanglong devoured the essence, energy, and soul.

The power of several magic weapons is ordinary, and other spiritual objects, medicine pills and the like are out of sight.

"Only that life-saving witchcraft secret technique is very suitable for poor Taoists. One hundred and eighty hearts were refined and hidden in Dongsheng Shenzhou, Jiuzhou, and Kunlun Cave. "

Zhou Yi took out the storage artifacts and all the jade slips and classics, but there was no record after scanning with his spiritual consciousness.

When monks comprehend the exercises, most of them will leave records for future reference or for disciples to pass on.

"This is……"

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, and a familiar black wood carving appeared in his hand.

The base was carved into the shape of a lotus platform, on which stood a three-headed and six-armed ghost, with a green face and fangs, all six arms were held in the hollow of the chest, and upon closer inspection, it was found that the heart was missing.

"Ancient witchcraft!"

Zhou Yi took out the statue of ghosts and gods from his cuffs, and his arms and arms appeared in all directions, jumping down from the altar lifelike.

Comparing the two statues, the former seems to be shoddy, but in fact the latter was the same in the past, it just devoured too much life energy, and a mysterious change occurred.

Mana penetrated into the three-headed and six-armed statue, but no message came. When the mana was withdrawn, Zhou Yi noticed something strange.

"Why is there a trace missing?"

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, then urged the statue with mana again, only to see a faint light glowing on the empty chest, as if something was growing out.

after a long time.

A lot of mana was consumed, which was equivalent to half a year of penance, and an illusory heart grew out of the idol's chest.

Boom boom boom, like a living thing!

At this time, a message came from the idol, and Zhou Yi showed joy after checking it repeatedly.

"It turns out that this witchcraft secret technique is called the distraction spell. You only need to input the spirit, energy and spirit into the statue, and spend a hundred years of cultivation to refine a heart of a different species, and then integrate the witchcraft spell into it, and you will have a mysterious connection with the deity. !"

"In the future, the deity will be robbed and died, and the alien heart will be effective, and a new soul will be bred with energy and soul."

"However, this secret technique is also extremely flawed. If you lose the spirit of refining the heart, you will lose it. It will take years and months to cultivate it back!"

"No wonder Lord Wuxin is so weak, he has practiced for hundreds of years, but his mana is still in the early stage of Nascent Soul!"

"Witchcraft spells are weird and unpredictable, but the number of ways is very different from that of the fairy way, and they are more inclined to sacrifice and exchange. Whether it is the ghost spell or the distraction spell, you will lose a lot once you practice it, but it has no big impact on the poor way."

The defect of the distraction spell has little effect on Zhouyi.

Shouyuan is endless, and the lost mana can be cultivated sooner or later, without affecting the breakthrough state in the slightest.

Trapped at the peak of Jindan for thousands of years, he could completely refine hundreds of alien hearts, and store them in the north and south of the world, no longer afraid of death and dao disappearance!

"This spell seems mysterious, but in fact it is quite tasteless. For transforming spirits and returning to the void, it is just a little more troublesome to completely kill. There is no shortage of divination techniques in the world of immortality. No matter how secret the heart is hidden by the unintentional devil Can't hide from the secret investigation!"

"During the sacrifice, I wasted a hundred years of energy for nothing, and my strength has fallen, and there is no real guarantee of immortality!"

"Poverty Dao is different. Even if people can figure out where the heart is, can they still cross the continent? There is an endless ocean in the middle, and Void Returning Immortals dare not cross it easily. It is safe and worry-free!"

"Look back and refine the three hearts first, and there will be Kunlun Dongtian, Tianshan, and Jietian Paradise, and the safety will increase a hundredfold."

Zhou Yi put away the statue in a satisfied manner, turned into a five-color escape light and flew towards Panyun Mountain.

There are still many ghosts and ghosts on the mountain, which need to be cleaned up by casting spells, and the relatives of the Butianmen will take care of them later.

With the continuous occupation of three sites, an assembly line operation has been formed, and the speed is much faster than that of Qingyun Mountain. This side is killing demons and demons, and the monk who is the mountain god Hebo is on the way there.

In the future, if the clansmen are not enough, they will send disciples, or even friends of the same way.

Dongsheng Shenzhou has no shortage of monks who want to be officials. As long as they follow the rules of Butian Sect, no one will care if they have small thoughts in private!

Zhou Yi stood in the air, overlooking the mountains below.

Exhale towards the east, and the mighty wind of the gods sweeps away all the evil spirits, and everyone's souls are scattered.

Waving his sleeves to the west, thunder bursts smashed the group of demons, and all of them were wiped out.

"Such magical powers, just now have a bit of a fairy!"

Daoist Yuanying bullied Jindan and Jianji, behaved and cast spells like a natural disaster, Zhouyi cleaned it up without any effort, and flew to the cave of Wuxin Demon Lord.

After a while.

The divine wind blew past, blowing the cave into nothingness.

The soil and rocks on the ground rumbled and built a new Taoist temple on their own, with three seal characters written on the plaque at the gate.

Temple of the Four Immortals!

The temple enshrines the four immortals of the Butian Sect, who are seventy percent similar in appearance to the ancestors of the sect. Under Zhou Yi's suggestion, instead of using obscure real names, they are very down-to-earth Gods of Wealth, Marriage, Sending Children, God of peace...

Ordinary people don't care what the name of the god is, as long as they hear it, they can be promoted, get rich and keep safe!

Eight years later.

Another ten years have passed, and it is the year of sharing incense.

Zhou Yi set off from Panyun Mountain, traveled back to Tianshan Mountain, and feasted with his fellow disciples for several days.

Originally occupying the mountains, rivers and waters to collect incense and fire vows, it was sneaky in private, but now with the permission of the four ancestors, the originally reserved colleagues began to urge to act quickly.

There are so many demons and goblins in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and the common people are in dire straits, waiting for people from Butianmen to rescue them!

Golden Temple.

Zhou Yi appeases his fellow disciples to urge him, and promises to slay demons and demons as soon as possible, and then asks with doubts in his heart.

"The ancestors of my religion have already acquiesced in this matter. Why don't the juniors find the land on their own, behead the devil and proclaim themselves the mountain gods, as long as the four ancestors are enshrined in the temple, it is not difficult!"

"Brother Zhu, you don't know something."

The Daojun under Xiaoyunzi's sect said: "The head teacher passed down an order that we are forbidden to act in private, and we must follow the senior brother's plan!"

"I see."

Zhou Yi's mind was turned, and he couldn't guess the meaning of being a teacher, but with Master Tieguanxian's temperament, if there was any harm, he would tell him directly, and he would not bother to deceive his disciples.

"Don't worry, junior brothers, the next goal is already there!"

White Tiger Ridge!

On the mountain in the middle of Dongsheng Shenzhou, there are four Yuanying old demons entrenched, and they are quite famous among demons and heretics.

Bai Suixin has already thought of a way to ask the four demons to go down the mountain, and fall into the pre-arranged formation trap, when the time comes, the crowd of Butianmen will attack them.

...

two years later.

Golden Temple.

The roar of the dragon came out and went straight to the sky.

Immediately, a green dragon more than ten feet long flew out, circled several times in the air, and then fell back into the palace.

The figure shortened rapidly, and finally stood up, changing into the appearance of Zhouyi.

"After more than 50 years, the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon has finally been completed. In the future, we only need to accumulate the blood of the True Dragon. According to Master's estimate, even if we slaughter dragons everywhere to get blood, it will take hundreds of years!"

"But Pindao has other means to obtain a large amount of real dragon blood..."

Zhouyi did not cast spells immediately, which is very different from the inheritance of Dongsheng Shenzhou, and even different from the way of immortality, so it cannot be exposed in Tianshan.

"Temporarily, with the dragon blood bestowed by Master, you can practice for a period of time, and then find another opportunity to practice outside!"

Make a practice plan and continue to retreat and practice hard.

Zhou Yi had a premonition, seeing that Emperor Yuan Ding's term of office was approaching, and before he abdicated, he would definitely carry out incense and apotheosis.

It has been fifty years since Yinguang Luohan taught the Dharma. The secret struggle of the ancestors of human immortals has long since ended.

"Worshiping two immortals as teachers, theoretically there is no risk in conferring gods, but all backing is false, and people still have to rely on their own strength to live safely!"

months later.

Zhou Yi opened his eyes dumbly, and a messenger talisman appeared in his hand.

"Senior Brother Sun, come three thousand miles north of Tianshan Mountain to discuss important matters."

After pondering for a moment, the five-color escape light flew into the sky.

...

After twelve years, I saw Bai Suixin again.

The last time I shared the wishing power beads, Bai Suixin didn't come because of the excuse of retreating and cultivating, but today I saw her, but his appearance has changed drastically.

The white-haired old man, who was originally a fairy, looked extremely haggard, his eyes were red and bloodshot, his voice was weak, and his mana aura fluctuated up and down, obviously in an extremely bad state.

Zhou Yi looked sad, and asked knowingly: "Why are you doing this, brother?"

"Fighting wild geese all day long, I was finally pecked at the eye. I don't know which demon expert I provoked, and secretly cast a curse on the old Taoist."

Bai Suixin braced himself, and said: "This spell is very weird. As long as the old man meditates and practices Qi, he will have hallucinations and nightmares in his heart. Only four times in more than ten years, he has gone mad and almost killed himself!"

Zhou Yi was shocked at the bottom of his heart. The spells cast by the immortals unexpectedly tortured the Yuanying Taoist Lord from death to life, and he couldn't even find out the reason.

"Senior brother, didn't you ask someone from Zhonggao to check?"

"I begged a few God Transformation Heavenly Monarchs, but I couldn't find any traces of spells."

Bai Suixin sighed: "Now I'm starting to doubt myself. It's not because of the curse. It's just that there is a problem with the old Tao's xinxing. There are too many people who deceive people on weekdays, and they will be punished!"

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, then took out the storage bag from his cuff.

"This is the wishing beads that senior brother deserves. Compared with the last distribution, the total number has increased by more than 30%."

"Working hard, brother."

Bai Suixin swept over with his spiritual sense, his face showed a bit of joy, he gritted his teeth and said: "When I return to the sect this time, I will have the cheek to ask my ancestors to find a way to suppress the nightmare!"

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment and asked, "What's the reason why senior brother came here?"

"Almost forgot……"

Bai Suixin rubbed his head, his mind was trembling and buzzing due to successive insanity, and his memory was a little unclear: "Junior Brother, Patriarch Chiyuxian called you back to the sect, and said he has something important to order!"

Zhou Yi was startled, but immediately felt relieved.

A heterogeneous heart has been refined by the Distraction Sutra, and it is placed in the Golden Light Hall. If it is robbed in the Jietian Sect, it will not lose its life.

This possibility is extremely small, but you have to be prepared.

"Being under Master's sect for nearly twenty years, I have been busy investigating the top secrets of Butian Sect. I haven't formally visited the master yet, and I have to bother Master to pass the edict. It is true that I, a disciple, have not thought carefully."

Zhou Yi nodded and said: "Let's find a reason to leave and go to Jietianfudi to pay respects to Master!"

Having said that on official matters, Bai Suixin began to talk about private matters: "Junior brother, those four demons are very difficult to deal with. Either they heard the news, or they were frightened that the demon heads would fall one after another, so they just huddled in Baihu Ridge and did not go down the mountain."

"The old Taoist found several reasons, and even used the name of the ancestor, but he couldn't be fooled!"

"Brother, you have worked hard."

Zhou Yi said: "The four devils in the district can cause such a storm. If they don't come down the mountain to send them off, then the poor will go up the mountain to snatch them!"

Zhenjun Yuanying of Butianjiao has amazing fighting power, ten or twenty of them teamed up and easily wiped out Baihu Ridge, just fulfilling the vow of the four demons to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day.

"Junior brother has always been considerate in doing things, and the combination of the four demons should be doomed."

Bai Suixin said: "The Black Wind Demon Monarch died, and the demon heads of the Yin-Yang Dao went around to inquire about the reason. The old Daoist, I got on the line with several demon heads. The friendship has been fierce these years, and I will find an opportunity to eliminate them one by one!"

Zhou Yi nodded slightly. The matter of the Demon Sect has been reported to the head teacher, and he has gained a lot of support.

Butian Sect's suppression of Jietian Sect is a dispute of reason, but they also recognize each other as the orthodox Taoist sect, and they have always adhered to the idea of ​​killing all the real demonic monks.

The Yin-Yang Dao is an important branch of the Demon Cult, if you can trace the root of this Demon Cult through a few demon heads, and completely eradicate this Demon Cult, it will be a great achievement!

"Brother, you must be careful when dealing with the devil. Don't give away your heels. After all, my sect and the devil's sect are deadly enemies!"

Zhou Yi took out a pill from his cuff. It was black and smelly, and it didn't look like a panacea. He said, "This pill is called Breaking Obstacles. I got it from the tombs of ancient sages. It claims to break all nightmare spells. Brother, do you want to try it?"

"Barrier Breaking Pill?"

Bai Suixin took the elixir, sniffed it and almost vomited, stuck out his tongue and licked it, and the taste seemed familiar. He recalled the time when he avoided the pursuit of monsters and beasts, and jumped into the cesspit to avoid it...

"Bah, bah, bah! Brother Zhu, isn't he joking?"

"Brother, try it and you will know."

Zhou Yi also didn't know the ingredients of this pill, it probably wasn't a good thing, but Tie Guanxian persuaded him to take the spell that can solve Bai Xunxin.

Bai Suixin hesitated for a long time, he was really tormented by the nightmare spell, if he continues like this, there is no way to talk about the future, he might not be able to save him someday, so he endured nausea and swallowed the pill.

The pill melted in the stomach, exuding a disgusting smell, gushing out between breaths.

"Ouch! This..."

Bai Suixin was about to scold the sages for being deceitful, suddenly his mind and soul felt inexplicably relaxed, and the invisible and insubstantial shackles suddenly loosened.

"This pill is so delicious!"

"It's good if it works."

Zhou Yi covered his nose and mouth and reminded.

"Senior brother, be more careful in what you say in the future, especially when it comes to the ancestors of immortals, in case you meet someone with a narrow mind..."