Where to celebrate, of course it's the old place.
Spring Breeze Pavilion.
Love becomes kinder as we age!
It doesn't matter if the girls are ugly, the important thing is to miss the past and recall the atmosphere of the old days.
"Once the old dragon dies, there will be no relatives or enemies in the world. He will be lonely and lonely, walking alone. The only one who has accompanied me from beginning to end is Pleasure Quarter!"
Zhou Yi sighed slightly, and in the blink of an eye, Qing Kingdom has not returned for more than sixty years, a mortal life has passed.
He learned from the soul search of the eminent monk that Emperor Taishi was old and frail, and he became more and more obsessed with seeking immortality. He was still not satisfied with the construction of the Kunlun Palace, so he built a large-scale construction project in accordance with the regulations of the thirty-sixth heaven as described in the Daoist scriptures.
Corrupt officials are rampant and refugees are everywhere.
This does not affect the liveliness of the Spring Breeze Pavilion. It is not a place for ordinary people, and it is already full before nightfall.
Private room on the second floor.
Zhou Yi is surrounded by red and green, with several red lip marks on her face and neck, and her Daoist robe exudes a rich smell of powder.
Since Emperor Taishi destroyed the Buddha, Daoist priests have a high status in the Yunzhou countries, and because they can't help but have sex with women, they can eat wine and get married, so many scholars who have tried and failed have spent money to buy a Daoist ultimatum.
Put on a Daoist robe and write a few articles on cultivating immortality and refining elixirs. If it catches His Majesty's eye, you will be able to rise to prominence!
The girl on the left is named Zhenming. She has slender eyebrows, a broad mind, and a soft and charming voice.
"Daoist Priest, you have treated Spring Breeze Pavilion as your home for the past half month, how can you still chant sutras and gain enlightenment?"
"This poor Daoist is practicing Daoism."
Zhou Yi said, "Celebrate and stay human!"
The girl on the right pursed her lips and chuckled, fed Zhou Yi grapes, and said with a smile, "Then Daoist Priest will stay for a few more years, so that he can cultivate both yin and yang, and maybe he can become an immortal."
"Yuanyuan is pretty good. She even knows how to practice dual cultivation."
Zhou Yi counted with his fingers, shook his head and said, "The person I'm waiting for is almost here, I have to go see him tonight."
After saying that, he waved to the madam and called her over.
"Daoist Priest, what are your orders?" The old madam twisted her waist and came over, smiling so hard that she couldn't keep her eyes open. This Daoist Priest was extremely generous, giving away tens of thousands of taels of silver in just half a month.
The top girls in the building take turns taking care of you, making sure you are satisfied.
"Let's change the tune today..."
Zhou Yi ordered, "Is there anyone who can sing "The Legend of God"?"
The madam looked puzzled. She was also a popular courtesan back then and was proficient in playing, playing and singing, but this was the first time she heard this title.
"Daoist Priest, let's..."
Zhou Yi took out a large pile of banknotes from his sleeves and stuffed them into the old bustard's arms.
"Pindao will pay for all the drinks in the room today!"
"Yes, there must be."
The old madam squeezed the thickness of the banknote and estimated that it would be two to thirty thousand taels less. He nodded and agreed, "Even if there are no girls in the building who can sing, let's put aside our shame and go outside to invite someone to sing!"
About half an hour.
There was a new person on the stage. Instead of the lithe girl, there was an old musician with white hair and beard.
The old musician sat cross-legged on the floor with his piano across his knees.
Zhengzhengzheng!
"... A drop of bitter wine is a volume of history!"
The musician's voice was like the sound of gold and stone exploding, long and desolate, incompatible with the world of fireworks, and directly poured into the ears of the guests, who turned their heads to look at the stage.
Seeing the satisfied look on Zhou Yi's face, the old bustard hurriedly came over to express his gratitude. "Daoist Priest, we sent people to more than a dozen cities and towns, and finally found someone who can sing this song."
Zhou Yi nodded slightly and asked, "With such profound internal strength, he is willing to lower his body and sing. Do you know the origin of this?"
The boss said respectfully, "I heard that he is from the Jianghu. His name is Immortal Sound Sect. He is famous for his music!"
"Xianyin, what a good name!"
Zhou Yi took out a stack of banknotes, then put them back and replaced them with a pill bottle.
"Reward!"
Midnight.
Zhou Yi walked out of the Spring Breeze Pavilion. There was a strong wind and snow outside, and the ground was covered with three or four inches of snow.
Zhizhizhi——
The footsteps stepped on the snow, and two lines of marks extended straight towards the imperial city.
"Help..."
A weak voice came from the darkness at the corner of the street, the footsteps paused, and a wave of aura fell down to help him regain his health.
Walking through the streets and alleys, you will hear cries for help or catch a glimpse of dead bodies.
Zhou Yi lowered his eyes. At first he went over to express concern, but after seeing more, he just waved to help.
Yin Shi.
The palace gates of the imperial city were closed tightly, and the soldiers on duty wore black armor and stood upright in the wind and snow.
Emperor Taishi founded the country with military exploits. He once led an invincible army and knew clearly that the foundation of rule was the army. Therefore, after decades of plundering Yunzhou, he still did not forget to strengthen the court's armaments.
Zhou Yi strolled to the palace gate. The soldier on duty seemed to have disappeared and walked directly through the gate to the Kunlun Palace.
It's quiet at night.
The palace was brightly lit, and shadowy figures were reflected on the window paper, like whispers or conspiracies.
"When was the last time you came to the palace? Oh, Pindao has never been here!"
Zhou Yi remains in awe of the palace. According to the routine in the storybook, there is probably an old monster hiding in it.
Five hundred years after the end of the Dharma, Zhou Yi has become the oldest old monster. It is inevitable to be curious when visiting the palace for the first time. I wander around the palace one by one and compare it with the scenic spots I visited several times in my previous life.
During this period, I walked into the Shangyang Palace and sat on the Dragon Chair. Unfortunately, I didn't have a camera to take photos.
Go round and round and get to the Kunlun Palace.
A series of powerful figures with Qi and blood, either overt or covert, the defense is impenetrable.
Zhou Yi cast an invisibility spell, stepped half a foot off the ground, and walked in swaggeringly. The first thing that caught his eye was Spirit Field carved from gold and jade.
"Qin Zheng has a good memory, but it's a pity that the scenery remains the same and the people have changed!"
After passing through the Spirit Field pavilion and entering the Daoist temple, Qin Zheng's old and weak voice came from the house.
"I'm dreaming again!"
Emperor Taishi was wearing a big purple Daoist robe, covered with a Bagua Yin-Yang Diagram brocade quilt, lying on the jade bed, murmuring, "I dreamed of Kunlun Mountain, immortals, spiritual ginseng, Jianmu Tree..."
Qin Xiao knelt in front of the couch and said with concern, "My son heard that there is a true Buddha coming to the world in the West, and has sent people to search for it. Father, please take care of your health. It is difficult to live forever with Daoist elixirs. Maybe Buddhism can?"
"Cough cough cough!"
Emperor Taishi coughed violently several times, and when he gasped, his face seemed to be stained with gold powder, shining in the candlelight.
"There is no real Buddha in the world. It must be a trick of the Buddhist sect! But you can also contact the Buddhist sect. When you ascend the throne as emperor in the future, the first thing you will do is to promote the Buddha and destroy the Tao. Now White Cloud Temple has shown the potential to be unstoppable."
"Remember your father's teachings."
Qin Xiao pondered for a moment and said worriedly, "White Cloud Temple Those who canonized True Person have deep-rooted influence in the court and among the people. I am trying to control the six ministries and has repeatedly made trouble in secret. Can my father give the order..."
Emperor Taishi stopped him. "There is no need to say this again. When I was Kunlun Mountain, I promised the immortals to promote Daoism!"
Qin Xiao had a bitter look on his face. It was true as the Tutor said, his father had gone crazy and was completely trapped in a demonic barrier.
"Everyone in the world thinks I'm crazy!"
Emperor Taishi has lived for a hundred and twenty years, fighting against the prince, his father, Da Gan, and Buddhism. It can be said that he has spent most of his life in struggle. You can tell what his son is thinking just by looking at his expression.
"The truth is that I am the only one who is awake. There really is Kunlun and there are real immortals in the world!"
Emperor Taishi spoke more and more weakly, trying to use the Qi and blood in Dantian to stimulate the potential vitality, but what emerged was a mixture of gold, silver, lead and mercury, and his breath was almost dead in an instant.
"My son, I believe, father, please take care of yourself!"
Qin Xiao was so frightened when he saw this scene that he agreed repeatedly.
"After my son takes the throne, I will not give up searching for Kunlun, my descendants, until I find True Immortal!"
"Okay."
Emperor Taishi doesn't care how sincere his son is. In his current state, he can't care about his affairs. His only function is to suppress the court and buy time for Qin Xiao to take charge of power.
Even if there is only one breath left, as long as he is still alive, there will be no chaos in the Qing Kingdom court.
The qi and blood gradually calmed down, and the blood pill condensed and suppressed the poison in the internal organs, no longer eroding Emperor Taishi's vitality.
"Go down, I want to rest!"
"My son, please retire."
Qin Xiao exited the house and ordered the servants on duty to pay attention to His Majesty's physical condition at all times. If something went wrong, do not make it public. Imperial Guards would not announce the funeral secretly but first sent a message to Imperial Guards to seal off the palace.
In the house.
Emperor Taishi's eyes were slightly closed, and scenes appeared before his eyes, all of which were Kunlun Mountain's memories of his practice back then.
Among them, Zhou True Person's appearance became more and more clear, as if he was standing in front of him. Even though he was old and frail and riddled with poison, the instinct of a strong martial artist instantly awakened Emperor Taishi.
"Who?"
Zhou Yi looked at the dying Qin Zheng and said slowly without casting any spells to treat him.
"We haven't seen each other for a hundred years, has Master Qin forgotten about Pindao?"
"True Person!"
Emperor Taishi finally saw it clearly. The person standing in front of the bed was Zhou True Person. He struggled to get up and pay homage, but his limbs were weak and he was out of breath at the slightest movement.
Zhou Yi said, "The life of a layman is not long, so don't waste more."
Emperor Taishi heard the words and stopped moving. Seeing that Zhou True Person's appearance had not changed at all, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. "True Person is here to pick up the disciple to practice Kunlun Mountain?"
"No!"
Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "I have forgotten you a long time ago, but I came out of seclusion and took a look at you with guilt after hearing what you did."
Emperor Taishi said sadly, "True Person Why are you feeling guilty?"
"When you entered Kunlun by mistake, I shouldn't have taught you martial arts."
Zhou Yi sighed, "For the sake of convenience, I tried to use your hand to clear my junior brother's name. I never wanted to make you obsessed Path of Immortality, and he would not hesitate to poison the common people."
"True Person is right, but I can't control it."
Emperor Taishi said, "The word "immortality" is like an inner demon, controlling the body Spirit Soul. Every night, I repent for the evil things I have done, and during the day I can't help but act recklessly!"
Zhou Yi nodded slightly and said, "After today, the inner demons will disappear."
"Am I going to die now?"
Emperor Taishi coughed violently a few times and asked, "After I have done all my evil deeds, I will go to the eighteenth level of hell and be tortured. Before I die, can I ask True Person for one thing?"
Zhou Yi frowned slightly. "Say."
"I am well aware of the sin, so I passed it on to my third son Qin Xiao. Because he has a gentle nature, he must be a benevolent king."
Emperor Taishi said, "However, there are too many treacherous traitors in the court, and they collude with demons to bring troubles to the people. After my death, chaos will inevitably arise. Qin Xiao's methods of doing things are too upright, and it is difficult to resist the tricks of ghosts. Please protect me from True Person."
Zhou Yi pondered for a moment and did not agree directly.
"Pindao will observe secretly for some time."
"Thank you True Person."
Emperor Taishi looked happy and felt relieved. The blood pill could not suppress the poison, and it traveled throughout the body along with the qi and blood.
"I hold the throne, ride the dragon chariot, and ascend to Kunlun..."
After a few breaths he died.
Zhou Yi stroked Qin Zheng's eyelids and helped him close his eyes.
"I need to take this as a warning. My strength can dominate the world. I should be more cautious when doing things. A little willfulness will lead to hundreds of years of suffering in the mortal world!"
The ninety-seventh year of Taishi.
The emperor died at the Kunlun Palace, and Crown Prince Qin Xiao ascended the throne.
During the national mourning period, a blood cloud first appeared in the sky over Xianjing, and then an earth dragon turned over, killing and injuring thousands of people.
White Cloud Temple True Person is propagated among the people after the divination, this is a warning from God Qing Kingdom, Crown Prince Qin Xiao is the reincarnation of the evil dragon, conflicting with the destiny of the country!
All the officials in the court used this as an excuse to force Qin Xiao to abdicate in favor of someone worthy of his throne. Only by making the late emperor's youngest son the emperor could the country's destiny be ensured.
One month later.
Thousands of Daoist soldiers attacked the imperial palace, and they cooperated inside and outside to break into the Shangyang Palace. They were all wiped out by thunder from the sky.
The next day.
White Cloud Temple True Person all became immortals and ascended with their allies in North Korea and China before leaving. The opposition was leaderless and it would be difficult to force Qin Xiao to abdicate.
After the New Year, the yuan will be changed to Jiading Era.
Northern Xinjiang.
Serpent Coil Mountain.
Zhou Yi fell to escape the light, randomly selected a Nameless mountain peak, and arranged for Formation Restriction to practice meditation there.
Spirit Ginseng Child carried the hoe and curled his lips and said, "Venerable Immortal, can we stop moving all the time?"
Every time I change the realm of cultivation, I have to reclaim Spirit Field and transplant spirit medicine. It takes at least two or three years of hard work for Spirit Ginseng Child's little arms and legs.
"We won't be moving for a while."
Zhou Yi agreed, "This place is deserted. The nearest city is less than a thousand miles away, and no one will disturb our repairs. From now on, I will not go to celebrate. I will go once in fifty, no, twenty... five years!"
"Haha."
Spirit Ginseng Child rolled his little eyes up, obviously not believing it.
Zhou Yi felt quite guilty and scolded in a stern voice, "You are getting more and more courageous, why don't you go farming!"
Spirit Ginseng Child was blasted away, Zhou Yi circled around Jianmu Tree several times, and Divine Sense penetrated into the trunk. A ray of ignorant consciousness was touched, and feedback came back with a joyful emotion, which was a little familiar and a little strange.
"Don't worry Niu'er, Pindao will ripen Jianmu Tree earlier so that you can have complete consciousness."
Jianmu Tree has grown extremely slowly. It is now less than four feet tall and is still in an embryonic state, which is not enough to develop spiritual intelligence.
Scalper Spirit Soul was affected by this, and only a weak consciousness remained.
This is also an opportunity for scalpers. The remaining soul merges into Jianmu Tree's weak spiritual consciousness, and revives as Jianmu Tree grows. Jianmu Tree is really in the mature stage, not to mention the scalper's golden elixir Spirit Soul, even if it were replaced by a demon saint, it would be difficult to take it away!
"Prime Minister Turtle Those three guys don't know what happened."
When Zhou Yi was practicing near Azure Wave Lake, he often went out to check for traces of the Four Spirits Sacred Hall, but found nothing.
The huge ancient ruins disappeared without a trace, as if they were not in the same space as Jiuzhou.
"This is also a good thing. With the help of the inheritance of the temple, we can avoid the end of the world. Otherwise, we will be trapped in a small place like Kunlun Mountain. It will be difficult to break through the realm for hundreds of years, and we can only watch and wait for death day by day!"
With the disappearance of the Four Spirits Sacred Hall, it is difficult for Zhou Yi not to be suspicious.
"It is rumored that Four Spirits Sacred Hall was founded by the Demon Saint, and its realm is equivalent to the human race's Void Return Realm. Inferring from this, is there really an old monster from the human race who claims to be in a certain ruins in the world?"
"It seems that you must be careful when going out in the future, and avoid using large-scale spells to show your holiness in front of others. Your aura is too conspicuous!"
Daoist temple.
Seclusion Chamber.
Zhou Yi sat cross-legged and took out the Dragon King's relic, a transparent orb from Storage Bag.
After killing the Dragon King in the depths of the West Sea, he deliberately left a stone tablet on the desert island with the words "Xuan Yi True Lord Kill the Dragon Here" and buried a volume of top immortal cultivation techniques under the stone tablet.
In the future, if the spiritual energy recovers, if a monk passes by the deserted island, he will be able to inherit the skills.
"It will definitely be a new opportunity at that time. Maybe Cultivation World will be called ancient. What Pindao left behind is also the ancient technique!"
Zhou Yi satisfied the evil taste. Divine Sense carefully explored the orb and found that it was completely indestructible.
"I have been studying Di Sha Restriction for hundreds of years, but I have never found a suitable spiritual object to refine Dharma Treasure. This bead belongs to Pindao!"