I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Dongsheng Shenzhou southwest.

The unnamed barren mountain half enters the sea and half stays on the mainland.

There are many peach trees on the mountain. It is March in Yangchun, and the flowers are blooming, and the whole mountain is pink.

A cloud flew from the northwest, Sun Changsheng stood on the cloud, pointed down and said.

"Junior Brother, is the Witch God Temple on this mountain?"

"It is recorded in memory inheritance."

Yang Xuan looked at it for a moment and said: "The inheritance here is left by the witch god of the upper realm. How to open the witch temple needs to be carefully investigated."

Sun Changsheng's eyes were shining brightly, and after a little inspection, he could see some traces. Unlike the prohibition of the Immortal Dao Formation, if he didn't observe intentionally, it would be difficult for humans and immortals to find the clues.

"found it!"

The magic wand appeared in his hand, and he blasted at Cliff.

Human immortal mana can shatter the void, but when it hits the strange place, only ripples appear in circles.

"Come again!"

After Sun Changsheng tried it, he used his magic power with all his strength, turned his magic stick into a pillar of heaven, and shot hundreds of attacks at the clue.

There was an ear-piercing creaking sound, and the gaps in the spider webs were split open in the void, releasing a green and jade-like divine light.

Sun Changsheng withdrew his magic stick, and there was no need to continue to strike. The divine light became more and more intense until it shattered the void, as if breaking the outer glass cover, revealing its original appearance.

Rumble!

The barren mountain split open from it, revealing the simple and solemn stone palace, with three strange words written at the entrance.

Yang Xuan's face showed joy: "The Temple of the Witch God, this is the language of the Wu clan."

"This temple is not prepared for you alone!"

Sun Changsheng looked at the emerald green light rising into the sky, connecting the sky and the earth, as if telling Shenzhou that there is a treasure passed down here.

Yang Xuan felt divine light, and strands of information emerged from his blood.

"Brother, the temple allows living beings under two hundred years of age to enter. After many battles and selections, the only victor can obtain the bloodline inheritance of the witch clan."

Sun Changsheng frowned: "Two hundred years old, some creatures with extraordinary talents are enough to cultivate to Nascent Soul!"

"Brother, I will do my best."

Yang Xuan said solemnly: "Witches are born with physical training. If I go in and get the care of the temple, I may not be able to beat Yuanying Daojun!"

Sun Changsheng rolled his eyes, and immediately had an idea in his heart.

"Junior brother, just go in, my old grandson has a way for you to win, and you have decided on this witch clan inheritance!"

"Thank you, brother."

Yang Xuan had 100% trust in Sun Changsheng, jumped off the cloud head, and stepped into the temple.

The world is spinning, and the mind is in a trance.

When he opened his eyes again, the world had changed, but it was the boundary of a virgin forest. Yang Xuan climbed up the treetops and found ten suns in the sky, the scorching sun seemed to be burning.

Looking far away, I don't know how many miles away, there is a mountain peak that goes straight to the sky.

The rest are boundless forests. Yang Xuan was about to walk towards the mountain when he heard a sharp cry in his ear.

Hey!

A one-clawed strange bird jumped down from the sky. It looked like a crane, with red markings on its cyan feathers.

Yang Xuan circulated his Qi and blood, and condensed the scarlet armor on his body surface, covering the whole body, only two eyes were exposed.

He jumped up with a black iron stick in his hand, and swept towards the one-legged bird. He let the fire burn, but he couldn't penetrate the blood-breathing armor.

boom!

The one-legged bird was hit by a stick, scattered its feathers all over the sky, and flew away screaming.

Yang Xuan landed on the top of a tree. Since he couldn't fly, he could only watch the strange bird escape.

"It's a pity, this bird should be good to eat roasted!"

While he was sighing, a large group of strange birds flew over from the sky, driving the raging flames and burning the clouds in the sky red. The leader of the strange birds was tens of feet in size, with a ferocious aura rolling in.

"The wind is tight, shit!"

Yang Xuan put away the black iron rod and ran towards the mountain peak.

at the same time.

outside world.

The beam of light rising into the sky has already attracted the attention of the land of the nearby mountain gods.

The nearest mountain god of Xiqiao came to investigate with his light. Before he got close to Baili, he sensed the terrifying pressure and looked up at the sky.

A shaggy-faced Taoist four feet tall, wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, stood above the clouds with a long stick in his hand.

"Great Sage!"

The mountain god's expression changed in shock, and he bowed again and again to salute, ignoring the origin of the beam of light, and fled away at several times the speed since then.

"I count you winking."

Sun Changsheng glanced at the pillar of sight, and shook his head helplessly. He didn't know what kind of means the witch god had used, but he couldn't use the formation to restrain the seal.

"If it weren't for the inheritance of the Wu Clan, the old grandson smashed the temple with a few sticks, and even if the mysterious supernatural power becomes a rootless tree, it will be difficult to maintain!"

After pondering for a moment, the wand stretched ten thousand feet, and drew a circle with a diameter of a hundred miles around the barren mountain.

Sun Changsheng's mana circulated, leaving a few writings in the air.

"Those who enter the circle, die!"

The winner of the Wushen Temple competition got the inheritance, and Sun Changsheng blocked everyone outside, and no one competed with Yang Xuan, so the inheritance was naturally guaranteed.

However, after the Xiqiao mountain god escaped, he immediately sent a message to the nearby city god and Wuyin Taisui who was on duty.

The City God had discovered the beam of light a long time ago, and when he heard that Sun Changsheng was watching over him, he simply uploaded a message, and then ordered the ghosts and gods under his command to guard the house and go out for a wandering by himself.

The supreme treasure was born, and the southwest of Shenzhou has become a place of right and wrong.

If a battle between immortals and gods really broke out, maybe the land would sink thousands of miles, and all the affected creatures would be ashes.

As the news spread, countless monks gathered in the southwest of Shenzhou.

Someone came to investigate nearby, with the determination to die, after all, immortality is expensive. There are also people watching from a distance, hoping to get in by luck.

today.

A shadow wandered thousands of feet underground, penetrated the rocky soil, and entered a range of a hundred miles.

"Hey, my old grandson has lived in peace for hundreds of years, but talking doesn't work anymore!"

Sun Changsheng grabbed the ground and pulled out the shadow directly. His consciousness swept over it, and it was a soul distraction.

call!

Blowing at the split soul, the shadow instantly shattered.

The Huashen Tianjun, who was thousands of miles away, had just turned into a light and escaped for hundreds of miles, only to see a gap in the void, and a strong wind blew out from it, killing him in ashes.

When the news came out, the monks onlookers were in an uproar.

That Huashen Tianjun, who had a great reputation and was conferred by the Heavenly Court as the God of Fortune, fell so easily.

More than 600 years have passed, and that person has not given Tianting face as always!

Sun Changsheng glanced around, shrugged and said, "Scared away like this? It's boring and boring, and immortality is expensive. Don't you be so afraid of death!"

The spying monks cursed secretly, everyone is fighting to cross, not to die!

January passed in a flash.

Sun Changsheng was lying on the clouds, with his arms pillowed on his pillow and his legs crossed, very leisurely.

suddenly.

A majestic voice came from the sky: "Heavenly Court is the master of Dongsheng Shenzhou. No matter whether it is in the sky or on earth, or in the four seas or mountains, all inheritances belong to the Heavenly Court!"

Another voice came: "Bold monster monkey, dare to disobey the rules of heaven and kill the righteous gods of the heavens, so it should be captured on the immortal platform..."

The words are not finished yet.

Sun Changsheng turned somersaults and stood up, grabbed the wand and blasted into the void.

The void was shattered, the magic wand drilled into it, and the other end appeared thousands of miles away, hitting the heavenly formation.

hum!

The sky shook, and dozens of palaces collapsed with a bang.

"snort!"

The Emperor of Heaven looked gloomy and looked at the southeast direction coldly. It took a long time to suppress the anger in his heart, and ordered the God of Heaven to avoid the southeast and not compete with Sun Changsheng for the inheritance.

The gods were furious, but there was nothing they could do.

"Hey, hundreds of years have passed, and the Heavenly Court is still so bullying!"

Sun Changsheng counted with his fingers, and when he learned that Tianting was forbearing, he lay on the clouds and comprehended scriptures.

Some time passed.

When the world of cultivating immortals heard the news of the Heavenly Emperor's concession, they became disdainful and at the same time gained a new understanding of the tyranny of human beings.

Or use strange escape methods, or use mysterious changes, or use ancient supernatural powers, or kowtow to pray...

Sun Changsheng turned a blind eye to all kinds of means.

All creatures who dare to step into the circle will be treated equally, and they will be wiped out with one stick!

Fifty years.

Sun Changsheng did not know how many creatures were killed, from heavenly monarchs and demon gods, down to Qi refining and foundation building, blood and bones formed a circle on the ground, but not a single finger penetrated within a hundred miles.

today.

The divine light connecting the sky and the earth slowly dissipated, the split mountain peaks rumbled together, and the witch temple disappeared.

Sun Changsheng calculated with his fingers, his face showing joy.

"Junior brother finally got the inheritance, and old grandson is practicing outside, waiting for him to come out!"

...

It is 2067 in the Tiandi calendar.

January.

The God of Qingyun Mountain sent a message to the Heavenly Court, and the seventh-generation Celestial Master survived the thunder disaster and was promoted to Huashen Tianjun.

The Emperor of Heaven smashed his beloved glazed cup, ordered the Ministry of Rites to hand down a congratulatory edict, and bestowed many rare treasures.

Many righteous gods in the Heavenly Court suddenly approached Qingyun Mountain.

This self-proclaimed brother of the first generation of celestial masters, the one who claimed to be a fellow celestial master, Qingyun Guan, who was originally despised by others, was crowded with people for a while, as if he had returned to two thousand years ago.

The world changes, nothing more than this!

...

Qingyun Mountain.

Yongsheng Hall.

Zhou Yi sat cross-legged, and the soul that had just condensed jumped out.

He is six feet tall, and his appearance is no different from that of the deity. Sitting cross-legged, it is almost impossible to tell which is real and which is fake.

The primordial spirit soared into the sky, passed through numerous barriers, and stood in the sky in the sky. Its mana circulated to display many supernatural powers, and activated countless magic weapons. The power was no different from that of the deity.

"Although the Nascent Soul can leave the body, it is extremely fragile and cannot leave the body for a long time."

"The primordial spirit can be regarded as a completely independent existence. Even if the body is destroyed, it can entrust the magic weapon and take away the soul, and it will have little effect on the mana of Shouyuan!"

Zhouyi Yuanshen tried to run the Taixuan Sutra, surging spiritual energy poured into his body, and his mana increased to another level in a short time.

"Innate footsteps, so terrifying!"

Flying into Moyun Cave with the escape light, the ox rushed out to meet him, mooing twice.

"Congratulations to the Immortal Elder, you have been certified to transform into a god!"

"After working hard for more than 8,700 years, I finally reached the realm of transforming gods. There is only one threshold left to be invincible to ordinary people, and I don't have to hide myself anymore!"

A cold light flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes. He was forced to travel across the ocean by the corpse, and this incident was still recorded in the notebook.

Even though six thousand years have passed, he has never forgotten that when he proves that Renxian is invincible in the world, he will return to Jiuzhou to avenge his revenge!

"That guy better be alive!"

Zhou Yi restrained his mind, pointed to the top of his head and said, "Niu'er, can my karma be reduced?"

"Probably less..."

The scalper looked at it for a moment: "The quantity of two heads and one tail!"

"That's good, that's good. From this point of view, the reduction is quite fast. Two hundred years minus one cow, the karma of two cows is only seven or eight thousand years!"

Zhou Yi's face showed joy, and he was not in vain for two hundred years of busy work.

Fortunately, there is the fruit of longevity, otherwise it would be difficult for ordinary people to reincarnate for thousands of lives.

After all, mortals can do meritorious deeds faster than Huashen Tianjun. He has been doing good deeds and accumulating virtues all his life, which may not be as much as Zhou Yi's hard work in a month.

The scalper asked: "Is the immortal going to do good deeds next?"

"No need for now."

Zhou Yi said: "Practice until the completion of the transformation of the gods first, and when the magic power has not progressed an inch, when looking for the spiritual objects used to cross the catastrophe, it is good to accumulate merit along with it."

The reduction of karma is indeed important, but it is not as good as the improvement of cultivation.

After a few days.

Zhou Yi announced his exit, and held a large banquet to welcome the God of Heaven who came to congratulate him.

Two thousand years have passed.

There are not many familiar faces left when he was conferred the gods, or his meritorious service is insufficient, his life is gone, or he died of a calamity, or he was arrogant and failed to ascend!

Zhouyi has long been accustomed to this, and he still feels uncomfortable.

As you get more and more time, you will continue to meet and send away, not only people, but also houses and caves where you live and practice, the streets and countries you pass by, and even the mountains and rivers that have never changed since ancient times.

All will be blown away by the wind until this world collapses into the vast void!

At that time, only Zhou Yi lived alone in the world!

"The Immortal Buddha jumps out of the world, tends to be ruthless, and probably sees through everything that will dissipate like smoke..."

at this time.

The banquet was at its climax, and the righteous gods with names and surnames in the heavenly court exchanged cups and called each other brothers.

Zhou Yi sat on the head and turned the wine glass, looking at the bustling and lively scene in front of him, like smoke and mist, like an illusion like a picture scroll, as if it would disperse with a light blow.

"Is this... a heart demon?"

Inner demons are not all evil thoughts, such a state of no love, no hatred, everything is empty, the whole person is as cold as a stone, and the Taoist said that the pure Buddha is Nirvana, it is also a kind of inner demons.

Zhou Yi silently recited the scriptures of Taoist sages, but it still didn't help.

After all, Zhou Yi knows from the bottom of his heart that after thousands of years, everything in the world will be like a cloud of smoke, and no matter how much he recites the scriptures and enlightens the Tao, it will be difficult to truly integrate into it!

months later.

Sure enough, the bustle ended, and Qingyun Temple returned to calm.

"How to get over the demons?"

Zhou Yi first thought of celebrating, and then went down the mountain to travel for decades, experiencing the world of mortals, but it didn't have any effect on reducing the demons.

Read the scriptures of the sages, ask the demon sage scalper, but still can't get the result!

After all, no one in the world can live forever, so he will grasp the limited lifespan and pursue the infinite way.

"Try it in seclusion, the heart demon... also has longevity, right?"

Zhou Yi tried to kill the inner demons. According to the description in Buddhist and Taoist scriptures, this is the condensation of a ray of delusion in the heart and the demons from outside the world. As long as it is a real thing, it has a limited lifespan.

After tens of thousands of years of wind and rain, the stone will also be wiped out!

Closed cultivation, five hundred years later.

Zhou Yi went out to celebrate with a smile, and as expected, the inner demons are weakening, and the original mind, which was empty of everything, is slowly returning to reality.

"Taking advantage of this opportunity, if you can cultivate until you reach the perfection of transforming gods, you can live until the world is shattered, and you can't survive the demons in your heart?"

The scalper who is also a congenital heel, has practiced for 1,700 years to overcome the calamity and become a demon saint.

Zhouyi's understanding of Taoism far exceeds that of scalpers, and there is a nearly unlimited supply of spiritual things, and the speed is only fast but not slow.

"Such a stress-free practice, Pindao has never felt for thousands of years, it is so comfortable!"

Sorry for not finishing writing last night.

ε=(ο｀*))) Alas, adjust your mentality, be down-to-earth, and stop thinking about what you have and what you don’t have...