Zhang Mountain.
Great Heng Dynasty is located in the far east and is named after camphor trees.
The mountain god is a thousand-year-old tree demon whose body grows on the mountainside. Dozens of people hug the thick giant tree, and has been worshiped by the mountain people for generations.
After being born with spiritual wisdom, he is naturally close to the human race, and because of his long lifespan, he rarely casts spells to harvest incense.
This day.
The tree demon came down from the mountain to satisfy the prayers of the believers and directed Zhang San to dig out the gold and silver buried by the bandits under a certain tree on the mountain.
He also gave spiritual fruit and cured Li Si's father from his serious illness.
This is the daily life of a normal god, plain and trivial, but also accumulating merit bit by bit.
"Counting the days, the Ganoderma lucidum plant on the top of the mountain is almost mature. Go and have a look. Don't let the mountain spirits and wild monsters swallow it."
The tree demon was walking in the forest, the rocks flattened out on their own, and the thorns gave way. As they were about to reach the top of the mountain, suddenly a transparent barrier of invisible material blocked the way.
"Is this Formation Restriction?"
Trying to reach out and touch it, ripples appeared in the void, and the mountain forest scene ahead twisted and changed.
"What a brilliant illusion formation. The mountain god lives on the mountainside and he doesn't even notice it!"
The tree demon frowned slightly. Such an achievement in the formation was extraordinary. The anger in his heart had no choice but to dissipate. Just as he was thinking about how to visit his new neighbor, he felt a terrifying pressure coming.
Boom!
Thunder exploded, and the blue sky turned into dark clouds in an instant.
Endless Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy swarmed in, turning into mist and rain with such richness that they merged into the dark clouds, and the thunder became more deafening.
"Heavenly tribulation?"
The dryad once crossed Lesser Heavenly Tribulation, and the dark clouds were no more than a hundred miles in radius, more than a hundred times smaller than what they saw now.
"There are monks at Zhang Mountain to overcome the calamity of Ningying!"
Thinking of this, the tree demon showed a look of envy on his face, and immediately flew down the mountain with the escaping light.
On the way, I saw mountain people hunting and chopping firewood. I waved my hands and took pictures to avoid being affected by the Lightning Tribulation. By the time I reached the foot of the mountain, the entire Zhang Mountain area had turned into a blinding night.
The only light was the roaring thunder and lightning.
"How can this guy survive the tribulation in the wild?"
The Dryad has seen and heard of Nascent Soul Ancestor, all of which have survived the tribulation in the cave abode that has been in business for hundreds of years, fearing that they will be wiped out by thunder.
Tribulation Cloud condensed for about an hour.
The sky has turned into a sea of thunder, with hundreds of thunder dragons flying through the clouds. The power contained in each one is not weaker than the Nascent Soul spell.
At this time.
Several more rays of light flew from a distance.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, do you know which senior is the one who overcame the tribulation?"
Of the forty-nine heavenly tribulations, only one out of ten can survive successfully. Even so, it is not wrong to be called a senior first.
The tree demon recognized the person coming from the nearby Tianxiang County land. Disgust flashed in his eyes. Due to the Orthodox God identity of the court, he had to respond, "I don't even recognize him, he must be a senior foreigner."
Tianxiang Tutu's mind was spinning, and he guessed how credible this statement was.
The other mountain gods, Hebo, had a rather cold relationship with the tree demons, and they directly stayed in the distance to communicate with each other.
Immortals such as tree demons who do not harvest incense are a minority in the Great Heng Dynasty or even Eastern Divine Continent, and are excluded from the circle by most mountain gods, He Bo.
While everyone was talking, Lightning Tribulation had already fallen.
The first level was hundreds of thunder dragons, whose roars spread hundreds of miles and thundered on the top of the mountain.
Buzz!
There are overlapping manifestations of Formation Restriction, Yin Yang and Five Elements' colorful streams. It's hard to count how many layers there are just by eyesight. They are more complicated and vast than the sect-protecting formation.
"This does not look like a hasty formation. I am going to Chiming Prefecture to perform my duties. City God Temple doesn't even have so many formations!"
Tianxiang Tutu glanced at the tree demon and thought that the person who would overcome the tribulation must be related to it, but he had to wait for the results of Lightning Tribulation first. Each one had his own way of dealing with success or failure.
The tree demon did not explain, but watched the thunder bombardment formations one after another. No matter how many layers were broken, new formations would come on top.
Lightning Tribulation, who was so expressionless when the monks talked about it, actually passed through several levels with ease.
As the power of Lightning Tribulation continued to grow stronger, the tree demon and others could no longer withstand the pressure, so they had to fall to the ground and watch.
Half a day later.
The ninth level Lightning Tribulation fell, and the entire mountaintop was shrouded in thunder, like an endless sea of thunder, repeatedly washing over Formation Restriction, which seemed to be unending.
"Open!"
A clear voice came from the formation.
Immediately, thousands of sword lights shot up into the sky and struck Tribulation Cloud in the middle. Lightning Tribulation, which was already at the end of its power, shattered into pieces.
Tribulation Cloud dissipated, and the fairy light descended from the sky.
"Can you still survive the tribulation like this?"
The dryad exclaimed, and looked back to see that Tianxiang Land and Orthodox God Wild God had already fled.
Mountain top.
The formation is in the middle.
Zhou Yi sat cross-legged, eyes closed.
Lightning Tribulation passed through, and what followed was the inner demon tribulation. Nascent Soul was formed by the fusion of Spirit Soul Mana.
Condensation is accompanied by inner demons, and it is also the most common disaster for monks. Faced with the all-pervasive inner demons that originate from the heart, even if the Daoist heart is as iron as stone, it will not help.
Zhou Yi took out the infant congealing spiritual objects and swallowed three kinds of them in succession.
They are all pure spirits Spirit Soul, a rare treasure that can resist external evil. It is a blessing for ordinary monks to get one of them.
Then tens of thousands of Wish Power Pearl were scattered around, and Incense Mind Condensation Art was used to unblock it. The rich Incense and Fire Prayer Power turned into gray smoke, wrapping Zhou Yi in it.
Suddenly, the scene in front of him changed.
Deafening music and dazzling laser lights.
Zhou Yi's eyes were confused, he rubbed his temples to relieve his headache, looked at the girl in his arms, and tried to ask.
"Are you Xuanxuan?"
"Oh, I hate it, I'm Yingying!"
The girl's slurping voice made Zhou Yi very uncomfortable. She looked up and saw faces that were both familiar and unfamiliar.
Suddenly I realized that it was at the project celebration party!
At this time, Xiao Li from the project team came over to propose a toast. It seemed that the leader had done whatever he wanted. Zhou Yi took a sip and felt that the taste was so inferior that he almost vomited it.
"Is this wine too bad?"
Zhou Yi glanced at the wine bottle. It seemed to be his favorite brand. Why did he suddenly feel that it tasted particularly unpleasant.
The celebrations will continue.
After singing and drinking, we went to bed with Xuanxuan, Yingying or Lulu in our arms.
Early the next morning.
Zhou Yi After getting up, I habitually go to work, have meetings, and work overtime. When I get home from get off work, I am so tired that I don't want to move, so I lie in bed and play mobile games.
Simulate cultivating immortality.
I have reached the full level in half a year. After surviving the ninth heavenly tribulation, I can choose Dao Fruit.
Game pop-up!
Recharge 648 to choose more Dao fruits, stronger character attributes, easy to brush pictures, and fight BOSS at will!
If you don't recharge, there is only one option, Longevity Dao Fruit, which does not have any additional attributes, just like having an extra golden title.
"648, not a lot."
Zhou Yi Click on the introduction of other Dao Fruits. The Thunder Dao Fruit Thunder Method doubles the attack, the Incense Dao Fruit greatly increases the blood volume, the Nirvana Dao Fruit refreshes the map and resurrects on the spot, and the Nether Dao Fruit controls the corpses of monsters...
There are all kinds of them, and they all remind you that you can become stronger by paying money!
"Longevity Dao Fruit!"
Zhou Yi looked at the zero recharge reward, muttered to himself, and closed the recharge page after a long time.
Since then.
Zhou Yi became a member who enjoyed the blessings. He worked hard, was diligent and motivated, and won over all his colleagues. Then the economy went down, the company went bankrupt, and he embarked on the path of flexible employment.
"Sure enough, it's hard to get rich without a windfall."
Zhou Yi sighed helplessly, then bought a lottery ticket and received a bonus of tens of millions.
Ever since I got money, suddenly there were many good people in the world and life was beautiful.
I found a low-paying but very leisurely job, followed my parents' wishes, got married and had children.
Twenty years passed in a daze.
My son was very ambitious and got into a prestigious school. After graduation, he passed the civil service examination smoothly and became a jailer under the guidance of Zhou Yi.
The lives of ordinary people are very ordinary. Among all living beings, not one among the billions can leave a trace in history. Most of them are struggling for a meaningful or meaningless future.
Until the age of seventy.
Zhou Yi, who had been lying down all his life, suddenly got the idea to write a book and serialized "The Tale of Three Heroes" on a certain Internet.
The writing is mysterious and the rhetoric is gorgeous.
It has attracted the attention of the whole people, and it can be said that it became famous in one book.
"Don't forget your original intention!"
Zhou Yi wrote several books in a row and became a well-known writer, especially "Jiuzhou Cultivation World", which is a book with tens of millions of pages. The book writes about the world of cultivating immortals as if it really existed.
And becoming famous in his later years made Zhou Yi more inspirational.
Ninety-nine years old.
Lunar New Year's eve.
Reunion dinner.
Zhou Yi, with white beard and hair, sat at the top, looking at the more than 20 relatives on the left and right, stroking his long beard and chanting.
"Fathers are kind and sons are filial; brothers, friends and brothers are respectful... When a gentleman drinks, he has endless fun!"
With tears in his eyes and a lot of thoughts, he picked up the wine glass and didn't drink it, but spilled it in front of him.
"Food!"
The wine fell to the ground and suddenly turned into countless sword lights, smashing the descendants, dining tables, houses, and even the entire world into pieces.
Heaven and earth change.
Zhou Yi looked at the familiar aura of the formation in front of him, touched his face, and burst into tears.
"This inner demon fantasy really comes from the heart. He actually knows that Pindao doesn't care about anything in Jiuzhou and directly triggers the past. Even though he knows it is a fantasy, he can't help but indulge in it for a long time!"
The illusion lasts for decades, and the world lasts for an instant.
Zhou Yi As soon as he thought, he saw a three-inch baby emerging from his forehead and standing in the air.
The baby is as white and tender as mercury, with round limbs and no hands or feet, and a simple outline of the facial features, which is somewhat similar to Zhou Yi.
"After condensing Nascent Soul, it must be continuously cultivated and refined until it looks the same as the original deity, as if it were a living person, which is the state of Dacheng!"
Nascent Soul is composed of Mana Spirit Soul. After leaving the body, the eyes of the body are tightly closed, without any Mana vitality.
After a while.
Nascent Soul crawled back into the body, Zhou Yi opened his eyes and couldn't help but look happy.
"Nascent Soul Dao Lord can start a sect and occupy one side, calling himself the ancestor! Even if Path of Immortality is prosperous, Eastern Divine Continent and Nascent Soul Cultivator are not common, they are the backbone of the force!"
Zhou Yi opened his mouth and spat out several treasures, and used Mana to refining them.
Nascent Soul Realm Mana is far ten times better than the golden elixir. No matter the quantity or quality, the control will be smoother after re-sacrifice.
The golden elixir cultivator's use of spiritual treasures was ultimately beyond his capabilities. Now he can use Dividing Light Sword, Supreme Clarity Talisman, etc. to exert 100% of the power.
Zhou Yi has the inheritance of Cultivation World from Jiuzhou, and has long been familiar with the Nascent Soul Realm's practice. No matter the skills or skills, no one needs guidance.
"The major is still Supreme Mystery Scripture, and the Mystic School that points directly to Spirit Transformation is authentic. No matter where you go, no one will mistake you for Heretical Devil."
"The body-refining technique was transferred to the inheritance of the Dan Ding Sect. The furnace-refining scripture uses many spiritual fires to train the physical body, which points to the indestructibility of diamond and the invulnerability of water and fire. Just happen to have Divine Fire Fan in hand, and there is no shortage of body-refining spiritual fires, so you can get twice the result with half the effort!"
"The method of refining gods, Nirvana Sutra, still has a follow-up, but Nascent Soul Buddhist cultivators will condense the relics..."
Zhou Yi pondered for a long time, Nirvana Sutra stopped practicing for the time being.
If the relics are not condensed, Nirvana Sutra's many subsequent Divine Ability spells will not be able to exert even 50% of their power, and are not as good as the god-refining techniques of other sects.
"As the realm improves, the difference between Buddhism and Daoism becomes greater. The Daoist essence and body merge into the Void Return Realm Human Immortal, and the Buddhist essence and relics become the Dharma-like Arhat!"
"It's much more difficult to practice Buddhism and Daoism at the same time!"
The two religions, Buddhism and Daoism, cannot see eye to eye with each other most of the time. The consequence of stepping on two different boats is that the boat will capsize.
Zhou Yi claims to be the ancestral descendant of Daoism. He will not abandon Daoism and join Buddhism just for the sake of a piece of spiritual practice. Daoism also has top concepts.
One month later.
Many treasure sacrifices have been completed, and the conversion of techniques is difficult to complete in a short time.
Zhou Yi waved his hand and put Formation Restriction into his sleeve, turned into a ray of light and flew eastward, leaving the Daheng Kingdom in a moment.
The tree demon waited for a long time and saw his senior coming out of seclusion. He hesitated and finally did not dare to speak out.
Cultivation World has a strict hierarchy. If one word makes the seniors unhappy, even if they are killed, they will have to consider themselves unlucky!
The next day.
Zhou Yi traveled a large circle outside the country, returned to the Great Heng Dynasty from the north, and returned to Wushan in the evening.
Flying over the temple, I found that the statue in the temple had changed its appearance, from a Daoist priest holding a sword and a talisman to a scholar with a feather fan and turban.
"Pindao hasn't returned home for two months, and someone has taken over his nest!"
Zhou Yi flew towards the core Mountain God Temple, sensing the aura of the strange monk and Spirit Ginseng Child hiding underground.
"This guy has lived for thousands of years, but his courage has not improved at all!"
Mountain God Temple has changed its owner, and its aura is probably around the middle stage of the golden elixir. Spirit Ginseng Child Mana is far superior, but it is huddled hundreds of feet underground and dare not come out.
Zhou Yi subconsciously urged Supreme Clarity Talisman to cover up his figure and aura, intending to attack and kill incoming people.
"Boundless Celestial Worthy! I am already Nascent Soul. I can crush the golden elixir with one finger. Why should I be afraid anymore?"
Thinking of this, Zhou Yi removed the concealment spell, the majestic Mana aura enveloped Mountain God Temple, and shouted loudly.
"Where did the mountain and wild hairy god come from to dare to occupy my godly position!"
The sound is thunderous and shakes the mountains. Nascent Soul Dao Lord has the power to move mountains and destroy hundreds of miles.
A ray of light flew out from Mountain God Temple. The middle-aged scribe looked pale and bowed to Zhou Yi repeatedly.
"This junior did not know that this place had an owner, so he occupied it rashly. I ask for forgiveness from my seniors, and I am willing to serve under my command..."
The scribe was trembling with fear, searching his guts for reasons, and trying to find a chance to survive.
Zhou Yi asked, "Where are you from? Do you have any background?"
"Junior and..."
The scribe wanted to make it up, but suddenly Spirit Soul was in a trance and said truthfully, "This junior was originally a failed scholar. He accidentally obtained a scroll to practice martial arts. He has been practicing in Kyoto without any background."
Zhou Yi nodded slightly and continued to use the art of confusing gods.
"Why did you leave Kyoto to occupy this divine throne?"
"Junior was on duty at Ministry of Revenue. During His Majesty's inspection in Beijing, Investigation and Verification Bureau learned about the corruption incident, so he had no choice but to abandon his official position and escape..."
When the scribe said this, his voice became intermittent until his face became distorted Spirit Soul and returned to clarity.
"It turns out he is a corrupt official and a fugitive!"
Zhou Yi, with a smile on his face and no pinching skills, waved his hand and rained down dozens of thunderbolts, covering the scribe.
boom!
The scribe didn't even let out a scream, his body was turned into ashes, and only half of his soul was left floating in the air.
Zhou Yi photographed the remaining soul and put it into his sleeve.
"The poor Daoist is worried and has no reason. How should he contact the court? This will come to his door!"