Xuan Xiao!
"The signature turned out to be an iron pillar."
Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, opened his mouth and took Jianmu into his belly, making sure to carry it with him.
There are many people with unlucky luck in the world. If Zhou Yi goes out, he accidentally gets six hundred feet underground, enters the formation restriction and loots everything.
"The poor Taoist has spent tens of millions of years of life and lost the innate spiritual roots that promote ripening. It will be a big joke!"
Zhou Yi waved to the medicine field in the distance and called out: "Niu'er, you have been suffocating here 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 ox's head, as if it were covered with a green straw hat. It said with an embarrassed face: "Chief Immortal, the blood vine demon is about to die, give it a few spiritual stones."
The blood vine demon has shrunk day by day, and is now only about three feet long, with its red skin covered with withered 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.
"There has never been a blood vine demon with spiritual intelligence in the classics. I have raised you for five or six hundred years, and 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 the storage bag, hesitantly put five pills back, and scattered them in the medicine field.
The blood vine demon sensed the spiritual energy and crawled over in a snake shape. When it was close to the spirit stone, it stopped, cut off most of it with a crunch and threw it far away, leaving only three feet to coil on the spirit stone to absorb and refine it.
"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 touched his palms and admired, then took out ten spiritual stones and placed them next to the blood vine demon.
He jumped onto the ox and turned into an escaping light, flying towards the northwest.
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Qian Jing.
Qinghuafang.
Next to the palace, it was originally the residence of nobles and nobles from the imperial court.
As the Xianfengsi and Baiyunguan 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 Taoist scriptures in unison.
Green smoke curls up and incense flourishes.
Taoism is the state religion of Daqian, and Baiyun Guan is the leader of the Taoism, with terrifying influence in the court and the mortal world.
The sound of chanting contains mantras, and the green smoke of the 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 divine soul magic.
The inheritances of various major sects are scattered, and there are many methods of ghost cultivation. The original flaw of fear of thunder catastrophe no longer exists at all, only the benefit of longevity is left.
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, Xianfengsi quickly fell from the peak of power, and the reputation of Baiyun Temple was not immune to its impact.
The people are very forgetful, not to mention that after three or four generations, most of the salvation images of Baiyun Temple disciples slaying demons and demons only exist in storybooks. Even the young people have never seen a demon, they only feel that the older generation has been deceived, and they will deceive the old man!
Faith is the foundation of Taoist inheritance!
The few remaining real people in Baiyun Temple, after careful consideration, cut off the supply of spiritual stones for practice.
Strengthening techniques and requiem techniques are mixed into the scriptures. When chanting, the spiritual stones are activated, and when mixed with incense, they form spiritual light that nourishes the believers' bodies.
The believers benefited from the worship and experienced the mystery of Baiyun Temple, and their faith naturally became more pious!
"The Immortal Way is gradually disappearing, but Taoism is becoming more and more prosperous. There are experts in Baiyun Temple!"
"First I'm looking for someone to inquire about the situation in the world of immortality. I haven't seen Fellow Daoist Xiao for hundreds of years, and I miss him a bit."
Zhou Yi had been in seclusion for decades and had been forgotten by the world. Perhaps there were a few remaining disciples of the Earth Fire Palace who had long since forgotten this Supreme Elder.
In recent decades, the number of True Lords and Tao Lords who have expired or died has been so great that the respect and fear that monks have for the Golden Core Yuanying is no longer what it was back then.
His spiritual consciousness swept over Baiyun Temple and detected the only foundation-building aura. Zhou Yi's light fell on the Taoist Temple's Patriarch Hall.
A flash of light flashed in front of Master Xuanren's eyes, and when he saw a figure appearing, he subconsciously pressed the sword at his waist, only to feel that the terrifying magic power was coming, and his body was imprisoned in place, unable to move.
Zhou Yi looked at the Taoist priest's appearance. His face was like a crown of jade, and he was no more than fifty years old.
"I am a poor Taoist, Tang Xuan. I have been in seclusion for a long time and came to ask some questions. I don't mean any harm."
"Tang Xuan..."
Xuanren sensed that the oppression had disappeared, recalled the ancient books of Baiyun Temple, and said in shock: "Senior is the Grand Supreme of Earth Fire Palace, Elder Tang!"
Zhou Yi nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, have you ever heard of the reputation of being a poor Taoist?"
"Meet Elder Tang."
Xuanren stood up, bowed and saluted, and explained: "Your name is mentioned in the scriptures left by the seniors in Guanzhong. The juniors also sent people to visit the Dihuo Palace. However, no trace was found several times, so they thought that Tang The elder has passed away."
"I see."
Zhou Yi didn't mind this. Thousands of disciples from the Earth Fire Palace joined Baiyun Temple, so their identities would inevitably be exposed. He asked again: "Looking at how young Taoist fellow Taoist is, could he be the real 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. By luck, he worshiped in Baiyun Temple and was able to cultivate the sect and build a breakthrough!"
"What a pity, what a pity."
Zhou Yi shook his head and sighed. Such qualifications were rare in the world before the great catastrophe. He was almost certain to become a True King of the Golden Core. However, now he can only barely maintain his foundation building skills.
"What's the situation in the world of immortality now?"
"Since the ancestor of Xuanxiao killed Jianxuan and Miaoshan, the two demon kings, there has been no more ripples in the world of immortality."
Xuanren knew that Elder Tang had been in seclusion for a long time. According to the information circulated in the market, he recounted the incident in detail, in which he inevitably expressed his respect for Daojun Xuanxiao.
"Destroy the Heavenly Lord, give me two more!"
Zhou Yi had already tried his best to overestimate Xiao Tiezhu, but he never imagined that there was such a strong person in the world.
The underground palace compiled thousands of volumes of Taoist scriptures, among which he read many classics on fortune-telling, divination, and deduction. He gained a deeper understanding of the art of intercepting the sky, and at the same time, he also understood the theories of destiny and luck.
The ancestral veins have declined to the extreme, and the severance of spiritual energy is the inevitable trend, and Xiao Tiezhu is the chess piece that promotes the process.
The three old demons teamed up to smash their ancestral veins, thinking they were going against heaven, but in fact they were following God's will.
Therefore, after the ancestral veins collapsed, Xiao Tiezhu's luck 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 can really let Jian Xuan and Miao Shan succeed. Those Nascent Souls who are still alive will definitely not want to die. That will be a real disaster for the human race!"
Zhou Yi originally did not intend to meet Xiao Tiezhu. After all, the latter was the ancestor of Yuanying and had ancient inheritance. It was unknown whether he might have the means to break the Xuanwu Divine Armor.
Now that I heard about the heroic act of sacrificing my life, I should say goodbye.
…
Chunfeng Tower.
It was not yet night, and there were 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 courtesan 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 for a few times 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.
After leaving Baiyun Temple, we came to Chunfeng Tower with the cow.
Congratulations to Taojun Xuanxiao for bringing peace and happiness to the world, and to make up for his nine hundredth birthday.
"Tsk, tsk, severing the ancestral line will not only annihilate the immortal path, 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 wandered to the second floor. He 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 dancing downstairs.
The young man has a simple face and a dark complexion, and his silk and brocade clothes cannot hide his rustic look.
Xiao Tiezhu?
Comparing Zhou Yi's appearance with the one in his impression, he was eighty-nine points similar. However, the young man was dying and coughed violently from time to time, as if he was about to die soon.
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 Taoist looks strange, but I don't know where he came from?"
No matter how Zhou Yi scanned it, he could not detect the young man's cultivation. After hearing this, he was sure of it and stepped forward to bow and salute.
"I am a poor Taoist, Tang Xuan. I have heard about Taojun Xuanxiao's reputation for a long time, and today I finally meet him!"
"Which Jindan from the Earth Fire Palace are you?"
Xiao Tiezhu motioned Zhou Yi to sit aside: "My Taoist aura is pure and his magic power is stable. It seems that he accumulated a lot of spiritual objects before the great catastrophe."
"This poor Taoist who is in the early stage of the Golden Elixir is truly lucky to be cared for by the Tao Lord!"
Zhou Yi has secretly activated the Xuanwu Divine Armor. On the surface, Xiao Tiezhu appears to be dying, but who knows whether it is an illusion or not. The dignified God-Transforming Heavenly Lord has not fallen into the same scheme.
"I don't care much about things, but I can't be blind. The Earth Fire Palace was very popular in the world back then, so I can't help but pay attention to it."
Xiao Tiezhu said in admiration: "My fellow Taoists are very good at educating and guiding their disciples. If all the sects in the world entered the Earth Fire Palace to kill demons, punish evil and promote good, poor Taoists 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 the Dihuo Palace took charge of the Immortal Pension Department and merged with the monks from the Danding Sect, everything went smoothly. It turned out that Xiao Tiezhu was suppressing it behind the scenes.
"The poor Taoist came to Jiuzhou from the East China 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 guise of Baiyun Temple."
Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said: "Now it is unnecessary to know your magnanimity. Even if there is no Earth Fire 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 Taoist is far inferior to you."
"After the ancestral lineage was severed, many disciples of the Alchemy Sect became possessed and secretly went down the mountain to cause trouble. I killed one by one when I saw him. Even if the true king was possessed by the devil, he would not show mercy. Such cruel methods can only barely avoid disaster!"
Xiao Tiezhu praised: "Fellow Taoist took advantage of the situation and turned disaster into virtue. The disciples were both prosperous and famous, and they were famous in history. It can be said that they gained both fame and fortune. The poor Taoist paid attention to the mountain for many years, and it was not until Baiyun Temple was established that he allowed the alchemy cauldron. Sect disciples come down the mountain."
Zhou Yi said: "The Danding Sect is so huge that it is rare for a 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, the disciples of the Qingzhou Lingjian Sect, after losing the restraints of the sect's rules, relied on magic to wreak havoc on the common people. 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!
The Taoist heart is broken, no different from the evil spirit!
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