Xuanxiao!
"The signature turned out to be an iron pillar."
Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, opened his mouth and took Jianmu Tree into his belly. Be sure to carry it with you.
There are many people in the world who are unlucky. If Zhou Yi goes out, they accidentally get six hundred feet underground, accidentally enter Formation Restriction and then loot everything.
"The poor Daoist has spent tens of millions of years of life and lost the ripening Innate Spirit Root. It will be a big joke!"
Zhou Yi waved to the medicinal fields in the distance and called out, "Niu'er, you have been hiding underground for decades, let's go outside and have fun together."
When the Yellow Ox heard this, he rolled on the spot and manifested his demonic body into a one-horned bullock.
The ginseng doll put away the medicine hoe, ate it and climbed onto the scalper's head, as if covered with a green straw hat, and said with an embarrassed face, "Venerable Immortal, Blood Vine Demon is about to die, give it a few pieces of Spirit Stones."
Blood Vine Demon is getting shorter and shorter, and now it is only about three feet long, with a red leather strap with yellow spots.
When I heard the ginseng doll talking, I didn't know whether it was shaking its head or tail, sending out a message of prayer and desire.
"Blood Vine Demon has never had spiritual wisdom in the classics. After raising you for five or six hundred years, you are only a little smarter than your natural instincts. You are still far away from being able to take form."
Zhou Yi sighed and shook his head, took out ten pills from Storage Bag, hesitantly put back five pills, and scattered them in the medicine field.
Blood Vine Demon sensed the spiritual energy and crawled over in a snake shape. When it was close to Spirit Stones, it stopped, cut off most of it with a crunch and threw it far away, leaving only three feet to coil around Spirit Stones to absorb the refining.
"All types of frost compete for immortality!"
"Even if there are only instinctive vines, there is still the courage to cut off the tail to survive. How can we monks be afraid?"
Zhou Yi pawed in admiration, took out ten more Spirit Stones, and placed them next to Blood Vine Demon.
He jumped onto the ox and turned into an escaping light, flying towards the northwest.
Qian Jing.
Qinghuafang.
Next to the palace, it was originally the residence of nobles and nobles from the imperial court.
As Immortal Salaries Bureau and White Cloud Temple continue to expand, even princes and princes in Erfenfang City have to obediently offer their mansions.
It was time for morning classes. The disciples in the temple looked solemn and chanted Daoist scriptures in unison.
Green smoke curls up and incense flourishes.
Daoism is the state religion of Daqian, and White Cloud Temple is the leader of the Daoism, with terrifying influence in the court and the mortal world.
The sound of chanting contains mantras, and the green smoke of incense is mixed with a little spiritual energy, condensing into a faint light of magic. Believers who came to offer incense and worship God early in the morning were nourished by the light of Dharma and could not help but feel refreshed and feel light and healthy.
After the spiritual energy in the mortal world was cut off, the demons and ghosts disappeared. Occasionally, the evil accumulated in the mountain nooks condensed into ghosts.
The monk's eyes turned red when he heard the news, and he ran towards the ghost. After killing it, the soul beads condensed can be used to practice Spirit Soul Mana.
The inheritances of various major sects are scattered, including the methods of ghost cultivation. The flaws that were originally feared by Lightning Tribulation no longer exist at all, and only the benefits of longevity remain.
All monks who have the conditions turn to ghost cultivation and barely survive. Even if they fail to turn, they still practice a few Yin evil spells and use soul beads to cast spells to reduce the consumption of spiritual energy.
As a result, Immortal Salaries Bureau quickly fell from the peak of power, and White Cloud Temple's reputation was also affected.
The people are very forgetful, not to mention that after three or four generations, the image of White Cloud Temple disciples slaying demons and slaying demons to save the world has mostly only existed in storybooks. Even the young ones have never seen a demon, they only feel that their elders have been deceived, and they will deceive the old man!
Faith is the foundation of Daoist inheritance!
White Cloud Temple The few remaining True Person, after careful consideration, cut off the supply of Spirit Stones for cultivation.
Strengthening techniques and requiem techniques are mixed into the scriptures, and Spirit Stones is activated when chanting. After being mixed with incense, it forms a spiritual light that nourishes the believers' bodies.
The believers benefited from the worship and experienced the mystery of White Cloud Temple, so their faith naturally became more pious!
"Path of Immortality is gradually disappearing, and Daoism is becoming more and more prosperous. There are masters among White Cloud Temple!"
"First find someone to inquire about Cultivation World. I haven't seen fellow Daoist Xiao for hundreds of years, and I miss him a bit."
Zhou Yi has been in seclusion for decades and has been forgotten by the world. Perhaps there are a few remaining Earthfire Palace disciples who have long forgotten this Grand Elder.
In recent decades, there have been so many True Lord and Dao Lords who have died at the end of their lifespan, or have fallen into decline, that the respect and fear that monks have for the Golden Pill Nascent Soul is no longer what it was back then.
Divine Sense swept over White Cloud Temple and noticed the only breath of Foundation Establishment. Zhou Yi's escaping light fell on the Daoist Temple's Patriarch Hall.
Perfected Master Xuanren A flash of light flashed in front of his eyes, and he saw a human figure appearing. He subconsciously pressed the sword at his waist, only to feel the terror Mana coming, and his body was imprisoned in place, unable to move.
Zhou Yi looked at the Daoist priest's appearance. His face was like a crown jewel and he was no more than fifty years old.
"I'm a poor Daoist, Tang Xuan. I've been in seclusion for a long time to ask some questions. I don't mean any harm."
"Tang Xuan..."
Xuanren sensed that the oppression disappeared, recalled the White Cloud Temple classics, and said in shock, "Senior is Earthfire Palace, Elder Tang!"
Zhou Yi nodded slightly and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, have you ever heard of the reputation of a poor Daoist?"
"Meet Elder Tang."
Xuanren stood up, bowed and saluted, and explained, "Your name is mentioned in the scriptures left by senior Guanzhong. The junior also sent people to visit Earthfire Palace. However, no trace was found several times, so he thought that Elder Tang had passed away."
"That's it."
Zhou Yi didn't mind this. Earthfire Palace had thousands of disciples joining White Cloud Temple, so his identity would inevitably be revealed. He asked again, "Seeing that fellow Daoist is young, could it be True Person after the great tribulation?"
"I dare not hide it from Elder Tang."
Xuanren's face showed bitterness. "This junior is not only water-based and fire-spirited, but also born with a pure Yang body. I was lucky enough to become White Cloud Temple. After being cultivated by the sect, I broke through to Foundation Establishment!"
"What a pity, what a pity."
Zhou Yi shook his head and sighed. Such qualifications were rare in the world before the catastrophe. He was almost certain to achieve Golden Core True Lord, but now he can only barely maintain his cultivation of Foundation Establishment.
"Cultivation World What's the situation now?"
"Since the ancestor Xuanxiao killed Jian Xuan and Miaoshan, the two demon kings, Cultivation World has never made waves again."
Xuanren knew that Elder Tang had been in seclusion for a long time. According to the information circulating in the market, he narrated the incident in detail, and inevitably expressed his respect for Dao Lord Xuanxiao.
"Destroy the Heavenly Lord, give me two more!"
Zhou Yi has worked hard to overestimate Xiao Tiezhun, but never imagined that there could be such a strong person in the world.
The underground palace compiled thousands of volumes of Daoist Canon, among which I read many classics on fortune-telling, divination, and deduction. I gained a deeper understanding of Minor Heaven Severing Art, and at the same time I also understood the theories of destiny and luck.
The ancestral vein has declined to the extreme, and the severance of spiritual energy is the general trend. Xiao Tiezhun is the Chess Piece that promotes the process.
The three Old Devil teamed up to smash their ancestral veins, thinking they were going against heaven, but in fact they were following Heaven's Will.
Therefore, after the ancestral veins collapsed, the luck in Xiao Tiezhun's body naturally dissipated. Under such circumstances, he dared to fight with Tianjun. He can be called a hero who is willing to die!
"Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Xiao will really let Jian Xuan and Miao Shan succeed. Those Nascent Soul who are still alive will definitely not want to die. That will be the real disaster for the human race!"
Zhou Yi originally did not intend to meet Xiao Tiezhun. After all, the latter is Nascent Soul Ancestor and has an ancient inheritance. It is unknown whether he may have the means to break Black Tortoise Divine Armor.
Now that I heard about the heroic act of risking my life, I should say goodbye.
Spring Breeze Pavilion.
It's not yet night, and there are many customers coming in and out.
The orioles are singing and the swallows are dancing, with the sound of laughter.
At this time, the newly minted oiran was playing the piano. His jade hands plucked the strings, and the sound was melodious and melodious, just like the sounds of nature.
"Why is this year's oiran dressed so conservatively?"
Zhou Yi stood under the stage with his hands folded, looking at the oiran and shaking his head slightly. The rich man's hobby is still unclear, but he likes to come to this land of fireworks to find innocent women.
Leaving from White Cloud Temple, we came to the Spring Breeze Pavilion with the cow in hand.
Congratulations to Dao Lord Xuanxiao for bringing peace and happiness to the world, and by the way, celebrating his 900th birthday.
"Tsk tsk, the severing of the ancestral veins will not only annihilate Path of Immortality, but also the secular world will not be nourished by spiritual energy, and the quality of the girls in the building will also drop a lot."
Zhou Yi strolled to the second floor, and was about to call the madam, open a private room to have wine and sleep, when he caught a glimpse of a pale young man not far away, hugging him from left to right and watching the oiran dance downstairs.
The young man has a simple face and a dark complexion, and his silk and brocade clothes cannot hide his rustic look.
Xiao Tiezhun?
Zhou Yi is eighty-nine times similar to the one in the impression. However, the young man's breath is dying, and he coughs violently from time to time, as if his life is not long.
The young man seemed to sense it, turned his head and looked over, waved his hand to ask the girls to leave, and said hello with a smile.
"This fellow Daoist looks strange, but I don't know where he came from?"
Zhou Yi Divine Sense No matter how I scanned it, I couldn't detect the young man's cultivation. After hearing these words, he was convinced and stepped forward to bow and salute.
"Tang Xuan, a poor fellow, I have heard about Dao Lord Xuanxiao's fame for a long time, and finally I met him today!"
"Which Jindan are you Earthfire Palace?"
Xiao Tiezhun motioned to Zhou Yi to sit aside. "Fellow Daoist's aura is clean and Mana is stable. It seems that a lot of spiritual objects have been accumulated before the great tribulation."
"It is truly a blessing for a poor Daoist who is still in the early stage of the Golden Elixir to be cared for by the Tao Lord!"
Zhou Yi has secretly activated Black Tortoise Divine Armor. On the surface, Xiao Tiezhun seems to be dying. Who knows if it is an illusion. The dignified Spirit Transformation Tianjun is not falling into the same scheme.
"I don't care much about things, but I can't turn a blind eye. Earthfire Palace was very popular in the world at that time, so I can't help but pay attention to it."
Xiao Tiezhun said in admiration, "Fellow Daoist is very good at educating and guiding his disciples. If all the sects in the world joined Earthfire Palace, killing demons, punishing evil and promoting good, poor Daoists would not end up like this!"
Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, once again refreshing his impression of being honest and honest back then, but he was actually as wise as a fool.
No wonder when Earthfire Palace took charge of the Immortal Salaries Bureau and merged with the Dan Ding Sect monks down the mountain, everything went smoothly. It turned out that there was Xiao Tiezhun suppressing it behind the scenes.
"The poor Daoist came to Jiuzhou from the East Sea. He couldn't bear it when he saw the demons causing trouble, so he sent his disciples to enter the secular world under the pretense of White Cloud Temple."
Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said, "Now that I know your magnanimity, it is superfluous. Even without Earthfire Palace, Yunzhou will not be in chaos!"
"It's hard to say, it's hard to say! Just when it comes to admonishing disciples, a poor Daoist is far inferior to you."
"After the ancestral lineage was cut off, many of the Dan Ding Sect's disciples became possessed and secretly went down the mountain to cause trouble. The poor Daoist killed one by one on sight. Even if True Lord became possessed, he would not show any mercy. Such cruel methods can only barely avoid disaster!"
Xiao Tiezhun praised, "Fellow Daoist took advantage of the situation and turned disaster into virtue. The disciples were both prosperous and famous. It can be said that they gained both fame and fortune. The poor Daoist paid attention to the mountain for many years. It was not until White Cloud Temple was established that he allowed Dan Ding Sect disciples to come down the mountain."
Zhou Yi said, "Dan Ding Sect is so huge that it is rare for Dao Lord to avoid causing trouble."
The word "not for trouble" sounds simple but is difficult to do, especially since monks have the power to crush mortals!
For example, Azure Province Spirit Sword Sect disciple, after losing the restraint of the sect's rules, relied on magic to wreak havoc on the world. Not just simply casting spells to harm people, but also running the court behind the scenes, or directly ascending the throne and proclaiming himself emperor, commanding soldiers to conquer everywhere.
Killing, war, blood and fire, to satisfy their desire to control everything and be superior!
Daoist heart is broken, no different from evil spirits!
There is one more chapter, it will be late, thank you readers for your support!