A thousand-year-old monster, killing someone is as easy as eating and drinking.
Anyone who checked the cause of Lu Bo's death found that something went wrong in his luck, and his blood flowed back and his heart was broken.
Zhou Yi did not feel any guilt in his heart. As he lived for a long time, he became more and more old friends in the world, until tens of millions of years later, everyone traced back to their ancestors and had friendship.
Ordinary things can be treated with a smile, regardless of status.
If he really does evil, such as Lu Bo's plan to betray the Red Alliance to take credit, Zhou Yi will be ruthless.
"No one can betray his own class, not just Lu Bo, but also Pindao!"
Zhou Yi never regarded himself as a superior Jindan Zhenjun. Since he came to the world of immortality, he still maintains his original intention and character for nearly 1,700 years, and he is still the common man he was back then.
If you meet an interesting beggar on the road, you can treat him to a drink and brag. His attitude is no different from that of a cultivator.
After all, with the Taoist Fruit of Immortality, no matter beggars or monks, they will be nothing more than a handful of loess after thousands of years.
"After all, there is something to hold on to."
Return to the tavern.
The phantom clone behind the counter was talking to the guests. Zhou Yi used an invisibility spell and quietly came to the second floor.
At the door of the corner room, two guests were chatting, but their eyes were always fixed on the stairs.
Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, then turned back to the first floor without entering or eavesdropping.
"The cause and effect is too heavy, I just need a little support!"
He took out the Kunlun Cave Sky, a crystal clear glass bead from his cuff, scanned it with his spiritual consciousness to make sure that the spiritual ginseng doll was not lazy, took out a few spiritual energy crystals from it, and began to set up a formation in the tavern.
The Ghost King Sect's inheritance of the Mind Confusion Formation can deflect the consciousness of the soul. Even if the innate master came in to search, nothing strange would be found.
"The Confused Heart Formation consumes very little spiritual energy. These spiritual crystals are enough to last for more than ten years. At that time, the Scarlet Alliance will either be destroyed or become so strong that it no longer needs Pindao's blessing!"
Zhou Yi calculated with his fingers and could vaguely realize that he would not be long in the mortal world.
At night.
The pub is closed.
Bai Shiyu locked the doors and windows and whispered, "Would you like the shopkeeper to go up and take a look?"
Zhou Yi shook his head, then changed his tone and said in a very gossipy tone: "That swordsman in red, do you like him?"
Bai Shiyu's face turned red: "How can we call it a good friend when it comes to the affairs of the world? It's a confidante!"
"You have so many beauties!"
Zhou Yi gave a teasing laugh and said solemnly: "I have asked the cook to prepare the food. You can send it up. I will watch from below. No one can come in."
Bai Shiyu took two steps back and bowed to the ground.
"Thank you, shopkeeper!"
The people from Chimeng were having a meeting upstairs, and Zhou Yi was reading the script behind the counter without disturbing each other.
Half a month flies by.
The imperial edict to abolish the imperial examination has been circulated throughout the world. After all, the old wealthy people failed to make a fuss. On the contrary, many old-school scholars dared to bleed for the Four Books and Five Classics.
From time to time, people would bump into the wall outside the palace gate to protest, but it was just another corpse!
This day.
There is a tavern.
Zhou Yi greeted the guests with a smile and found it quite interesting to listen to the tough talk of the wealthy people.
The imperial court suppressed Lao Cai, but they did not dare to resist. The new aristocratic family squeezed out the old wealth, but they did not dare to resist. Hearing that the people were resisting the exploitation by the workshop owners, Lao Cai watched and laughed.
One day in the future, when the common people are in charge, Lao Cai will start using his family skills to express his dissatisfaction by writing essays.
"Others can only speculate on such interesting things from history books, but I can actually see it with my own eyes and hear it with my own ears!"
It is a pity that Zhou Yi was uneducated and had no skills in his previous life, so he had long forgotten the principles of the camera. Otherwise, he could have taken photos from time to time, which would become precious historical memories hundreds of years later.
It's not difficult to take a photo of the magic, but unfortunately no one will believe it in the future, just like walking in brocade at night.
Zhou Yi was thinking about whether to spend a few years inventing a camera or pay craftsmen to study it, when he suddenly felt something.
"Is this? Could it be the old monster's sealed artifact?"
…
Second floor.
The main members of the Red Alliance discussed for more than a month and finally formulated a follow-up development route and had a clear understanding of what to do in the future, goals, etc.
After the meeting, proceed to the final session.
Bai Shiyu took out the original Datong Book from his arms. Since he obtained the Kunlun Immortal Book, hundreds of copies have been printed and distributed.
"At the end of the Immortal Book, there is a formation prohibition. I went to Baiyun Temple to check the scriptures of the sages, and it was called this. Putting the hard things in the world in the formation can open the immortal gate!"
The bamboo slips were spread out, revealing the words and formation diagram at the end of the Datong Book.
The copy of Datong Book only has the front part, translated into today's text, and does not publicize Kunlun Wonderland to the outside world.
One is naturally doubtful. Nowadays, people no longer believe in immortals and gods, and believers in Buddhism and Taoism only regard them as spiritual sustenance.
The second reason is out of caution. The former Emperor Wu and Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty both claimed to be disciples of Kunlun. If the Red League spreads the Kunlun inheritance, it will inevitably be surrounded and suppressed by the imperial court.
"Whether it's true or not, you have to give it a try."
The person who spoke was none other than the leader of the Scarlet Alliance, Capricorn, who took out a piece of meteorite from his arms, which was black and about the size of a fist.
"My ancestors got this iron from fishing. They always wanted to forge it into a magic weapon, but it burned for seven days and seven nights and it still couldn't be melted!"
As he spoke, he placed the meteorite in the center of the formation, waited for a moment, and when there was no response, he took the meteorite back with a hint of disappointment.
Kunlun Wonderland has been spread through two dynasties, and there is already a vague theory of destiny!
Then others took out the collected objects, which were mostly rare metals such as gold, silver, copper, and iron, as well as rare natural ores, or some kind of extremely hard wood.
Everything is extremely hard, indestructible to fire and impermeable to water.
It's a pity that none of them can activate the formation, so that everyone doubted whether the formation left at the end was a scam.
"I'll give it a try too, Pindao."
It was the fortune teller who spoke. He took out a dusty bead from his arms, which was in an irregular oval shape. He threw it into the river and turned it into the most inconspicuous pebble.
"This object was left by the ancestor. Back then, the ancestor got a strange person to teach Xiaoyan the divine number, and his reputation skyrocketed, and he was called a living god!"
"When the ancestor traveled to Yunzhou, he directed a farmer to go to the northern Xinjiang to avoid disaster, and was rewarded with this strange stone bead. It has been passed down for nearly three hundred years and has been passed down through several generations without leaving even a trace."
After the fortune teller introduced it, he placed the stone beads in the center of the formation without thinking that it would actually open the fairy gate.
Buzz!
The formation glowed with aura, from weak to dazzling, shooting out and falling on the wall, slowly turning into a portal with five colors of light rotating.
"This is?"
"Kunlun Immortal Sect!"
"There really are immortals in the world!"
"hiss……"
There were exclamations one after another, and it took a long time for them to regain their composure.
The fortune teller said: "Leader, why don't you go in and take a look? The poor Taoist has just made a calculation, so there should be no danger!"
"After the Immortal Sect, there will definitely be a great opportunity, and it is unknown whether he will become Emperor Wu or Taizu in the future."
The coircloth guest said: "However, either I opened this door, or I have no chance to enter the fairyland. If I rush in and make the immortal unhappy, wouldn't I waste a huge opportunity?"
The rest of the people nodded. They were able to come together under the bloody oppression of the imperial court. They had gone through many hardships.
The coir raincoat guest said: "Taoist, please go in and take a look. I'll be waiting outside to help you guard. Remember to ask the immortals for advice. Even if you don't get a reward, you still have to learn a strong martial arts!"
"Okay, I will definitely live up to the leader's expectations."
The fortune-telling Taoist priest no longer hesitated to refuse, just in case the immortal sect's time was limited and the ancestral things were wasted.
Lifting your legs and stepping into the fairy gate, it is like walking through a water curtain and disappearing suddenly.
"The Immortal Gate is not closed yet?"
The coir raincoat guest was surprised, and after discussing with everyone for a moment, he sorted out the order and tried to enter one by one.
After a while.
The fairy door slowly closed and the original walls were restored, leaving the room empty.
Zhou Yi manifested his form and took the dusty stone bead into his hand. He repeatedly probed with his spiritual consciousness but found no trace.
“I don’t know which old monster it is!”
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Under the gaze of the invisible gods, Zhou Yi decided to retreat into seclusion for safety reasons...
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