"Heavenly Emperor Calendar 1730.
In the year of Renyin, it is the month of Gengxu and the day of Xinyou.
Three years of practice is equivalent to thirty years of retreat in the past. It feels so wonderful to be a genius. In the past, I was a god of learning. I could get perfect scores by napping and playing games every day.
The days of seclusion were too boring, so I took out the yellowed book and started writing a diary again.
From the time I wrote my first diary at the age of 20 in the 39th year of Chongming to the age of 8421 now, how much friction have I experienced...
From Oiran to No. 8, from the Spring Breeze Pavilion to Yi Hong Courtyard, I recall countless faces.
People who cultivate immortality have a photographic memory, and there are too many memories stored in Spirit Soul. Recalling those distant past and lost friends is like looking at flowers in the mist, like looking at the moon in the water, and walking alone on the road is also a pain.
Feeling sad, in order to prevent inner demons from arising, I went down the mountain to celebrate. "
Half a month passed.
Zhou Yi Return to the Xuan Yuan Sect and open the diary.
"When you are in a good mood and have clear thoughts, people should not live in the past.
I found a problem when I read the last entry in my diary. The sentences were stilted, and it didn't look like I was writing from my heart...
Well, it's not what I'm saying now!
It is only really good to celebrate. The path of spiritual practice should be relaxed and relaxed. "
Zhou Yi went around a circle after leaving seclusion, and Xuan Yuan Sect gained many new disciples.
He summoned Jing Yi, the then sect leader, a rare female leader with a graceful appearance and a cultivation level of Foundation Establishment Perfection.
"Reporting to my uncle, I have accepted a batch of disciples in the past few years, and they are among the most famous ones."
"Is Pindao a generation older?"
Zhou Yi shrugged helplessly. Below the Jing character generation is the Tong character generation, and below that is the Ming character generation.
Most of the disciples of the Qing generation who were recruited back then have already passed away, and only one was promoted to Jindan, ranked Grand Elder.
Jing Yi has charming eyes, enchanting posture, and a slightly trembling voice: "Uncle Master——"
"My disciple has doubts about his practice and his meridians are blocked. Can you give me some advice?"
"If you have something to do, please go to Huai Ning Prefecture and ask City God."
Zhou Yi has so much experience and has seen more female cultivators than Jing Yi has ever seen. How could he not know her purpose? He decisively refused and left in the form of light.
In front of the younger generation, Zhou Yi will always remain a gentleman and must never teach bad children!
"Heavenly Emperor Calendar 1760.
As soon as I open my eyes and close them, thirty years pass.
It is often said that monks with advanced realms are becoming more and more indifferent to human nature, and their speech and behavior are becoming more like immortals and distant people. In fact, it has a lot to do with seclusion and cultivation.
After retreating from seclusion, a generation of people have been born, aged, sick and died in the world. It is difficult not to be indifferent to such a gap.
In order to maintain his humanity, Pindao went down the mountain to celebrate.
By the way, I'll note: It's easy to make Pure Yang Nascent Soul. Now the probability of Spirit Transformation is as high as 80%. It's better to be born with heels!
Write down again: Xuan Yuan Sect leader has practiced magic and charm, keep observing! "
Having just celebrated one year, Zhou Yi hurried back to the mountain.
Xuan Yuan Sect leader went crazy and died violently!
The election of the new head requires the approval of four Jindan Taishang, and then reports to Xuan Yu for decision.
Zhou Yi inquired and learned that the so-called sudden death was just an excuse. It turned out that Jing Yi's collusion with Demonic Cultivator was exposed, and the third elder beat her to death on the spot to avoid involving the sect.
The new leader is a disciple of the same generation, Tong Xuan True Person.
The second Heavenly Spirit Root disciple in the sect has already decided on his successor without any objection.
Now Xuan Yuan Sect is developing at a high speed, and there may be competition for power. Under the absolute power of Xuan Yu, the overall situation is generally harmonious.
Zhou Yi didn't care how Jing Yi died, nor did he care that Tongxuan became the leader. He went back to the mountain and made a hand-raising tool, and then practiced in seclusion Mana.
"Heavenly Emperor Calendar 1762.
After practicing for a year, Mana has made no progress towards perfection. It is time to look for spiritual beings to assist Spirit Transformation.
I went to City God Temple to inquire about Xuan Yu and learned that Spirit Transformation spiritual objects are of astronomical price. Not only does Celestial Court occupy all natural spiritual objects, but Spirit Transformation Tianjun can directly obtain the divine status.
It feels like shooting yourself in the foot!
After much thought, he decided to summon the scalper and ask for two pieces directly from him.
Some people use their ancestors as their backers, and some people use their masters as their backers. What's wrong with me using my mount as my backer? "
"Heavenly Emperor Calendar 1763.
The scalper was very efficient. He went to the Celestial Court treasure house and got Myriad Year Azure Essence, Thousand Illusion Immortal Mushroom, and the extremely high-quality Spirit Transformation spiritual items.
After more than 8,000 years of raising cows, I finally saw the grass turning back!
It's time to celebrate! "
Zhou Yi wasted another two years, left Spring Breeze Pavilion with a face of shame, and returned to the mountain to write a diary to clarify his ambitions.
"Heavenly Emperor Calendar 1765.
Old Zhou, Old Zhou, you can't continue to degenerate.
If you can't practice Mana, you can practice escape techniques, you can recite Daoist scriptures... but we can't celebrate anymore! "
"Heavenly Emperor Calendar 1767. The taste of oiran is really good!"
"Heavenly Emperor Calendar 1770.
Huai Ning Prefecture was traveling and accidentally discovered a secret society, which was actually formed by the remaining disciples of the Flying Immortal Pavilion.
I took out the Supreme Discount Card, but the other party refused to admit it and beat me out. He must not be the orthodox descendant of the Flying Immortal Pavilion.
Immediately report to Xuan Yu, there is a monk who is cheating! "
"Heavenly Emperor Calendar 1771.
City God Temple got the fake Flying Immortal Pavilion, and they turned me out.
I was careless and forgot to cast a spell to seal the memory of the female cultivator!
Xuan Yu ordered me to go into seclusion to practice cultivation. If I don't succeed Nascent Soul prohibited me from going down the mountain. Since I am playing the role of a golden elixir monk, I will go back obediently..."
"Heavenly Emperor Calendar In 1772, a Divine Ability was completed. It is fitting to celebrate."
"Heavenly Emperor Calendar In 1773, he perfected an escape technique. It's time to celebrate."
"Heavenly Emperor Calendar 1774..."
"Heavenly Emperor Calendar 1775.
The most precious thing for a person is life. When recalling the past, one should not regret for wasting one's life, nor should one feel ashamed for repeatedly doing nothing. When one is dying...
Hey, I won't die, so why bother fighting?
Longevity Dao Fruit mistaken me! (cross out)"
"Heavenly Emperor Calendar 1778.
Today is, the 3000th anniversary of the establishment of the Xuan Yuan Sect sect, and the sect celebration will be held.
What is there to celebrate in such a short history? Grand Elder must attend. We just spent a huge sum of money to select the oiran. The celebration lasted for half a month. All the money was wasted! "
noon.
The sun is blazing.
Xuan Yuan Sect main hall.
Zhou Yi sits at the top, with two Golden Core True Lord on the left and right.
More than a thousand disciples below, neatly sorted according to seniority, cultivation level, and age, paid their respects to Grand Elder amidst the sound of Jade Chime's tapping.
Many disciples saw Zhou Yi for the first time and were very unfamiliar with this ancestor who saw the dragon but never saw its tail. The only understanding they had was the words of praise recorded in the sect's classics.
Such as being extremely talented, keeping a low profile, acting cautiously, and turning the tide before it falls...
Zhou Yi Wearing a sky-high jade crown and a large purple Daoist robe, he was sitting upright, his eyes sweeping over the disciples who were kowtowing and kneeling, and he couldn't help but think of some past events.
Looking up at Jiuzhou, I wonder if my old friend is well?
"Get up."
Zhou Yi said with a smile on his face, "When Pindao first entered the sect, he only had five masters and apprentices, and he was so poor that he didn't even have the formation to protect the sect. Later, the eldest brother and two senior brothers passed away one after another, and there were only two or three big cats and kittens left."
"Four or five hundred years have passed, and seeing such a grand scene really makes me feel happy!"
Hearing this, the disciples in the hall looked at Zhou Yi with admiration. It can be said that their ability to step into the path of immortality was all due to the Xuan Yuan Sect's strength.
Celestial Court has strict laws and prohibits private preaching of Daoism.
The common people were lucky enough to get spiritual roots, and they didn't know which way the Dao Academy door opened. Fortunately, Xuan Yuan Sect took the initiative to go down the mountain to recruit disciples, otherwise they would just be a mortal who would grow old, sick and die.
First practice the exercises to increase your memory, and then go back to the Dao Academy to study, which is a hundred times more advantageous than ordinary people studying hard.
After obtaining the Immortal Certificate, you will become a serious monk and you can slowly wait in line to fill the vacancy of the divine position.
Of course, Xuan Yuan Sect would not dare to send all his disciples to the Dao Academy, as that would be a shame to Celestial Court. Only the disciples with superior talents would have the chance to obtain the immortal status.
The newly promoted Jindan, the sect leader, Tongxuan True Lord said.
"Master, this junior has carved your achievements into a stone tablet and erected it at the mountain gate. Disciples can clearly see it when passing by. In the future, another statue will be erected and located outside Xuanyuan Hall to enjoy the incense of disciple Attendant!"
Zhou Yi took a deep look at Tongxuan and nodded slightly.
"You are very good! When you joined the sect, the poor Daoist felt deeply and specially chose the name Xuanzi for you. Now it seems that if Xuan Yuan Sect is placed in your hands, it will definitely prosper!"
"I will definitely live up to Master's expectations."
Tongxuan's face was filled with joy. He calculated that Zhou Yi's longevity would be long, and he would definitely like books, biographies, inscriptions, statues and other things to leave traces in the world to prove that he had been there.
The celebration continued with ancestor worship, chanting and feasting.
After that comes the most important part, the sect competition.
After the fall of the Xuan Yuan Sect, the disciple competition was cancelled, and was held again after a thousand years. The prizes included Foundation Establishment Pill, top-grade Mystic Item, high-grade spiritual objects, etc., which were extremely generous.
Zhou Yi and others were sitting in the clouds, watching the disciples fighting in the ring below, and praising them from time to time.
Five days passed in the blink of an eye.
Most of the disciples were eliminated in the early and middle stages of Qi refining, and the fighting techniques became more sophisticated and interesting.
On the stage, a young man in the middle stage of Qi refining opened his mouth and spit out a strange flying sword. It was the size of a palm and as transparent as water. It flew silently and was difficult to detect among Thunder Method.
The opponent was a young man in the late stage of Qi refining. He cast a spell to block the thunder. He thought he was sure of victory. As a result, he accidentally let the strange flying sword pierce the protective aura, leaving a bloody mark on his neck.
Foundation Establishment Realm The referee immediately announced, "Yang Jin, wins!"
Heaven.
Zhou Yi, who witnessed this fight, was surprised.
"This flying sword..."
He immediately counted with his fingers and found out that he was indeed an old friend. Back then, his junior brother Xuan Li Foundation Establishment had no hope and went down the mountain to marry a wife and have children.
Zhou Yi refined an imitation invisible sword and made a nearly transparent flying sword, which he gave to his junior brother for protection. After four hundred years, he actually met the descendants of Xuan Li.
Tongxuan was good at observing words and expressions, and asked, "Master, is there any relationship with Yang Jin?"
"But there is some connection."
Zhou Yi briefly talked about Xuan Li's experience, saying, "After my senior sister cultivated the golden elixir, she once went down the mountain to look for her junior brother. She never thought that she would leave the building empty. I don't know where she moved to live. It's a pity!"
"It turns out that he is the descendant of the young master."
When Tongxuan heard what happened to Xuan Yu, he immediately said solemnly, "Master, don't worry, the sect has decided to teach Yang Jin well, and there will never be a shortage of spiritual objects. We can't guarantee that Dan Jie will at least be safe Foundation Establishment!"
The other three True Lord claimed that Xuan Yu is Xuan Yuan Sect's great backer and the foundation of prosperity, and everything related to her must be properly arranged.
Zhou Yi nodded with satisfaction. When Xuan Li came down the mountain, he asked Zhou Yi to take care of his descendants, and now he has lived up to his trust.
Professional Tuogu, the quality has been consistent for 8,000 years!
Tongxuan said, "Master, you don't have any descendants to inherit your mantle now, why not accept Yang Jin as your disciple?"
Zhou Yi was suddenly startled. He repeatedly calculated the origin of Yang Jin and determined that Qing Qing was nothing special. He immediately refused.
"No need, I am not good at teaching my disciples."
Taking care of and giving guidance to Yang Jin is okay, but forget about accepting disciples.
Zhou Yi Now I always feel that my scalp is numb. It must be that the karma I bear is too heavy. If I add a few more strokes, I might be struck by lightning every day!
Half a month later.
The sect competition is over.
Zhou Yi personally awarded awards to the top ten, congratulating and encouraging each one.
The disciple had never seen such an amiable Grand Elder. He was so excited that he couldn't control himself. When he heard the words "Practice well and protect the sect", he wanted to immediately carry the flying sword and fight the demons.
Zhou Yi felt emotional when he saw this.
"Eastern Divine Continent's monks have much purer thoughts than Jiuzhou!"
The celebration is over.
Zhou Yi was preparing to practice in seclusion when he received a message from Tongxuan. He drove the escape light to the Xuanyuan Hall and found that the other three golden elixir masters were also there, but their faces were a little gloomy.
"Master, I invite you here to decide a matter."
Tongxuan said, "There are already five Jindan in the sect, and there will be more in the future. It is time to restore the ancestral system, change Jindan to elder, and Nascent Soul Dao Lord to Taishang."
"That makes sense."
Zhou Yi I immediately understood why the three golden elixirs looked so worried.
Theoretically, Grand Elder's status is higher than that of the leader. Even if Tongxuan is promoted to Jindan, he can still remain on the same level.
The elders are lower than the head and are directly assigned by Tongxuan.
And Grand Elder doesn't have to do anything. He holds the sect Attendant and concentrates on practicing. After he retires as an elder, he will be in charge of each temple and be responsible for criminal law, alchemy, lectures and other matters.
It's like saying that your status has been reduced and you still have to deal with chores. How can you look good?
Zhou Yi pondered for a moment and then said, "Pindao agrees in principle with this matter. In the future, the number of golden elixirs will increase, and the sect cannot afford to support so many masters. However, we still need to ask the senior sister for instructions on whether to implement it."
Tongxuan's eyes flashed with joy, he took out the "Rain" token from his sleeve and said, "Xuan Yu Master has agreed to restore the ancestral system, do you senior brothers have any opinions?"
The three golden elixirs bowed and accepted the order, "I will obey the master's decree!"
"Senior brother, there is no need to worry. Even if you change to an elder, the spiritual resources will not be reduced."
Tongxuan hit a stick and gave a sweet date. Seeing that the three people's expressions had recovered slightly, he continued, "The important palaces of the sect at the moment are Enforcement Hall and Lingbao Palace. Which senior brother is interested in taking charge?"
The three golden elixirs were not stupid, and they all looked at Zhou Yi, with the person with the highest seniority choosing first.
Zhou Yi said, "I don't have a long life. I am not suitable for a place with complicated affairs, so I just go to guard the Sutra Collection Hall."
Tongxuan was slightly startled, but could not persuade him to say anything.
The three golden elixirs looked happy and occupied the three halls of Law Enforcement, Lingbao, and Lecture respectively. Their combined power was no less than that of the head teacher.
"Pindao, I will go to the Sutra Collection Hall to be on duty."
Zhou Yi glanced at Tongxuan, the little guy was still far from being a dagger, and he immediately turned into light and disappeared.
A few days later.
Yang Jin came to the Scripture Pavilion to borrow books, and when he entered the door, he saw a white-haired old man.
His hair was disheveled, and his navy blue robe was full of wine stains. He lay drunkenly on the table and fell asleep, with a Spiritual Wine jar in his arms.
I discussed the plot with an author friend most of the night...
ε=(ο`*)))~Writing a novel is so difficult!