Nothing in this world is permanent.
Zhou Yi had long guessed that Heaven would lose its original intention and its hierarchy would solidify, but he did not expect that it would fall so quickly.
The original intention of the Heavenly Court is written on the back of the list of gods. The ink has not yet dried. Now everything has become a tool for future generations to rule billions of living beings. It really makes the sages die in peace...
"Hey, Pindao is not dead yet, then everything will be fine!"
Zhou Yi put the affairs of heaven behind his mind. After all, no matter how bad things are, it is still better than the wild gods a thousand years ago.
For thousands of years, the common people have enjoyed peace for dozens of generations, which is a great merit!
"If this kind of merit is repeated a few hundred times, the poor man will probably live an innocent life again."
Zhou Yi glanced at Li Shitou, with a frown on his face and a dark cloud above his head. He waved his hand and threw him hundreds of miles away. In all likelihood, this guy was a tool for gaining merit and fame in heaven.
The reason why he didn't search for souls and kill them was because Li Shitou had the aura of ghosts and gods on his body and would cause trouble for nothing.
"Continue to celebrate...ahem, travel around the world!"
The Book of Changes turned into green smoke and drifted away in the wind.
Now the head of the Yu family still doesn't know that the so-called "Third Master Yu" is a monk disguised as a monk, and Zhou Yi will not even say that the earth god teamed up with the demon to set a trap to avoid making the Yu family feel resentful.
In the future, when worshiping righteous gods, if the heart is not sincere, the incense will be weak.
The God of Earth found an excuse at will and exterminated the Yu family, which was in compliance with the laws of heaven.
Sometimes, it’s not bad to live in confusion without knowing the truth of the world!
A hundred years of life will pass in the blink of an eye, and in the end it will be a cup of loess. Don’t be too obsessed with right and wrong, black and white.
It’s rare to be confused!
Leave the boundary of Chongshan County and head west.
No need to escape or use magical powers, just walk on two legs.
When you encounter mountains and wild places, go fishing in the water, and celebrate a few years when you encounter a city, you can experience different customs and customs.
Happy time is always short!
This day.
In Kyoto, a city in the far west, Zhou Yi received a message while sleeping.
————Master, your life is about to end, please return to Xuanyuan Mountain as soon as possible!
Carefully pushing away the snow-white jade arm, Zhou Yi was about to turn into a dodge of light and leave, when the oiran girl slowly opened her eyes and called out.
"Master!"
The voice is lazy and charming, and the eyes are touching.
"This young master has important matters to return home. If there is an opportunity in the future..."
Zhou Yi randomly found an excuse, but before he finished speaking, the oiran girl moved her hands and said seriously: "It's really important and we can't delay it."
After a while.
The bed creaked constantly, and Zhou Yi kept praying in his heart.
"Master, please wait a few more days!"
…
A ray of light spread across the sky.
Zhou Yi lay on the clouds and thought about the past hundred years.
I have traveled all over the countries of Dongsheng Shenzhou, and I have seen prosperity and misery, some have conquered demons, and some have acted chivalrously.
After celebrating a hundred years, I finally regained my Taoist heart and looked away from the inexplicable blame-taking. Anyway, I am immortal and have endless life, and no matter how much karma I have, I can eliminate it.
"Helping 100 million old ladies cross the road is not enough. At worst, if you help 100 million old men, you can always accumulate enough merit!"
A few days later.
The escaping light fell into Xuanyuan Mountain.
Zhou Yi's face was filled with sorrow. He fell into the main hall and knelt down in front of the statue of the Patriarch, wailing at the top of his lungs.
"Master, I was trapped in a devil's cave. I finally came back, but I couldn't see you for the last time..."
In the past hundred years, many demons have appeared in the world, ignoring the constraints of heaven and causing wanton misfortune.
The ordinary people who have been peaceful for thousands of years have almost listened to the things about monsters and ghosts as if they were strange stories, but now they have no power to resist when they encounter them.
Among them, the Yan Kingdom in the north caused the most trouble. The demon cultivator claimed to be the descendant of the Blood Demon and sacrificed a city as soon as he was born.
The Emperor of Yan State offered sacrifices to heaven, invited Tai Sui and heavenly soldiers and generals, and fought fiercely with the demon for several months before surrendering. Since then, tens of millions of people in the country have worshiped the righteous god of heaven.
The sincerity of his heart is like that of a Buddha from Lingshan Mountain!
The power of incense and incense gained by the Heavenly Court in a hundred years is no worse than that of the past thousand years, which is enough to see the necessity of the "magic way".
Without magic, how can there be righteousness?
Seeing this, Zhou Yi understood more and more that the common people could be tamed, and there was no difference between the heavenly court and the ordinary court, especially the Zhengshen who were stained with incense, let alone the Taoist heart.
"Wuwu Zhazha, what are you calling for? I'm not dead yet!"
Lingweizi stared at his disciple dumbfounded. When he came back to his senses, he snorted coldly: "You look like this, your body is full of the smell of rouge, and the sky is filled with happy stars above your head."
"I'm afraid I'm trapped in the succubus' cave!"
Zhou Yi turned around when he heard the sound and saw his master Ling Weizi and senior sister Xuan Yu standing outside the door, one with a gloomy face and the other with a cold face.
"Master, are you still alive?"
"Traitor!"
Lingweizi sternly scolded, "I have let you down, my master. I got a lucky chance a few days ago. The longevity elixir made by the sages will extend your life by three to five years."
"That would be great."
Zhou Yi pretended to be happy. The longevity pill was left by scalpers and fell into the hands of Lingweizi through some means.
It's just a life-extending pill, it's better than interrupting the celebration in the middle and ruining the Taoist heart by being neither up nor down!
Lingweizi sensed the aura of Zhou Yi's mana, nodded slightly and said, "It's already in the middle stage of elixir formation. It seems that you haven't been lazy these years. Your majestic heavenly spirit root has been stuck in the foundation stage for decades, and you have wasted your qualifications."
"Thank you, Master, for teaching me the Dharma!"
Zhou Yi glanced at Xuan Yu and did not dare to speak.
In order to be able to worship the Xuanyuan Sect, he slightly revealed his innate immortal body and simulated effects similar to those of the Heavenly Spiritual Root, such as spiritual energy flowing in by itself, all meridians being connected, etc.
Later, because he persuaded the Good God to deliberately not form the elixir, Xuan Yu discovered it somehow, but he did not reveal the matter.
A hundred years have passed, and Xuan Yu has still not regained her youthful temperament. Perhaps she has really grown up, or perhaps she was influenced by her previous life.
People's hearts are fickle, but don't worry!
Lingweizi said, "I'm calling you back this time. Firstly, I'm about to die as a poor Taoist, so I want you to die. Secondly, regarding the Taoist Immortal Book, I need to go to the Earth God to record your name as early as possible."
"Pass it to your disciples?"
Zhou Yi was surprised and said: "What should I do, Senior Sister?"
Ling Weizi caressed his long beard and said proudly: "You are too lazy to make progress, how can you compare with Xuan Yu. She ranked first in the Taoist Academy, and not only received the immortal status, but also obtained the priesthood!"
"Congratulations, senior sister."
Zhou Yi bowed and saluted, and asked: "I wonder what kind of position my senior sister has got, let alone the Ministry of Sui. Fighting with demons and magic, it is better to get an immortal book and practice cultivation in the mountains!"
A hundred years ago, Sun Changsheng made a fuss in heaven, crushed Ling Xiao and killed ninety percent of the righteous gods.
Among them, the Suibu Zhengshen who patrolled the world were all killed and injured. In order to restore the rule of the Divine Continent as soon as possible, the Heavenly Court admitted many Zhengshen from the great papal courts and Taoist temples.
"It's not Suibu, but the land god of Chongshan County."
Xuan Yu said: "The original Chongshan land colluded with demons and harmed the people in the county. After the incident, they went to the Immortal Killing Platform. Now I am in charge!"
"That's how it should be!"
Zhou Yi couldn't help but marveled that the speed at which Heavenly Court settled its debts was much faster than expected.
When the power of incense and wish is scarce, if you loosen the Tiantiao, there will naturally be righteous gods who are greedy for incense and merit, and join forces with demons to fool the people.
When the incense is full, the law will be tightened and the righteous gods who have performed meritorious services for heaven will be scrupulously investigated.
When it’s time to catch, when it’s time to kill, we won’t hold back at all!
The Emperor of Heaven's behavior is more and more similar to that of a mortal emperor. He is no longer limited to the righteous and demonic ways, and can be used as long as it is in the interests of Heaven.
"Senior sister has taken charge of the land of Chongshan County, and her own people are in charge of her own people. Can she accept disciples?"
“Don’t go too far.”
Lingweizi said: "After all, the rules of heaven are strict. It doesn't matter if we accept a few less. If it gets too big and we can't cover it up, the higher ups will definitely send someone to investigate!"
Xuan Yu pondered for a moment and said, "I have already established good relations with the mountain gods, land, and river uncles near Xuanyuan Mountain. If there are no more than a hundred disciples in the sect, I will turn a blind eye."
"Thank you, Senior Sister, our sect is prosperous, and Master can go to see our ancestors with peace of mind!"
Zhou Yi saw that the elder Lingweizi was irritated and quickly changed the topic: "How can Master open up the joints? As far as I know, there are very few disciples of the sect who can serve nearby."
In order to prevent the local area from becoming too big, the heavenly court canonizes sect disciples as righteous gods, mostly after tens of thousands of people.
Inside and outside, he was even deliberately sent to serve within the scope of hostile sects.
"Back then, I was worried about you forming an elixir, so I secretly collected a magical elixir."
Lingweizi said, "As a result, you went out to travel, and when you came back, you were informed that you had formed an elixir, so the elixir was saved. A few years ago, when I was working for Xuan Yu, I accidentally learned that Jiazi Taisui's disciple was short of the elixir of elixir, so I sent him Past."
Now that the Emperor of Heaven is completely in charge of the Heavenly Court, he has severely cracked down on the privileges of the disciples of the great religions, including the disciples of the three religions, who must abide by the rules of heaven.
So much so that it is difficult for the majestic Nascent Soul Dao Lord to prepare elixir-forming elixirs for his disciples.
After all, everything that flies in the sky, swims in the water, and grows on the ground belongs to the heaven. In the past, you could rely on the background to collect it privately, but now you can only slowly grow it yourself.
In a hundred years, the value of spiritual objects that have broken through the realm has increased more than ten times!
"I see."
Zhou Yi made calculations with his hands and divined the ins and outs, and found that there was no trouble left behind. Tai Sui, named Jia, was really a trustworthy person, so he immediately applauded him.
"Thanks to Master's hard work and hundreds of years of management, we are here today. The revival of the sect is in sight!"
"Just average."
The corners of Lingweizi's mouth turned up. He had accomplished this at the end of his life. Suddenly, he was no longer afraid of death. Instead, he had a strange thought of reporting the good news to his ancestors as soon as possible.
"What are the rules for recruiting disciples?"
Zhou Yi asked again, "Should we post a notice to the surrounding counties and wait for the disciples to come up the mountain to worship, or should we go directly to the foot of the mountain and have everyone test their spiritual roots and select the best ones?"
"Cough cough cough!"
Lingweizi was so frightened that he coughed a few times and scolded: "You are really brave, you dare to violate the laws of nature like this. No matter which one of these two things is used, it will destroy the whole family."
Zhou Yi felt a little relieved in his heart. Fortunately, Ling Weizi was still rational, otherwise he would have to change his realm to practice.
"Then how to recruit a disciple?"
"It's all luck."
Lingweizi said helplessly: "Nowadays, the rules are becoming more and more stringent. Remember not to violate them. If you accept a disciple secretly, you must also take care of the family affairs of the disciple. Do not report the missing child to the government."
"How to do it exactly?"
"You go down the mountain and pretend to be a fortune teller, and if you meet someone with good qualifications, you can tell..."
"..."
The corners of Zhou Yi's mouth twitched and he had no choice but to nod in agreement.
…
Five years later. There was a lot of crying in Xuanyuan Hall.
Lingweizi sat cross-legged on his head, his eyes closed tightly, and he was no longer breathing.
Below, Zhou Yi and Xuan Yu kowtow side by side with expressions of sorrow on their faces. Behind them are a dozen new disciples, all of them crying fiercely.
Lingweizi has not practiced in recent years, but has devoted himself to teaching his disciples.
It has been five hundred years since he became a disciple. For Ling Weizi, Xuanyuan Sect is his home, which is more important than blood descendants. He can see the opportunity of prosperity before he dies, so he is happy to forget his worries.
So the next generation appeared in the world of cultivating immortals. Xuan Yu and Zhou Yi were stern and harsh, while Ling Weizi was tolerant and kind.
The newly recruited disciples of the Qing generation have a much closer relationship with their master than their master and uncle.
The master is Xuan Yu and the uncle is Zhou Yi.
Due to Sun Changsheng's mistakes, Zhou Yi was very reluctant to accept disciples, so all his disciples became disciples of Xuan Yu.
"If a poor person doesn't accept a disciple, he won't take the blame again, right?"
The next day.
The remains of Lingweizi were buried in the clan tomb, and a magic array was arranged to prevent theft. Xuanyuan Sect completely entered the era when the "Xuan" generation was in power.
The sect leader is Xuan Yu, and the deputy sect leader is Zhou Yi.
Zhengshen can also serve as the sect leader, and Heavenly Court fully supports this matter, but few sects are willing to do this.
Ten years later.
Xuan Yu was promoted.
Due to the prosperous incense in Chongshan County under his rule and the high quality of the wish beads submitted to heaven, he was promoted from the ninth-grade land to the seventh-grade Huaining Prefecture general magistrate.
Tong Ming is in charge of the state capital's criminal proceedings, and his power is second only to the Sixth Grade City God.
The entire Xuanyuan Mountain is within the Huaining Prefecture, and Xuan Yu has become the direct boss of the nearby mountain god's land. The disciples who were originally trapped in the mountain and practiced secretly can go down the mountain to subdue demons and kill monsters.
As long as the magic is not revealed in front of mortals, the nearby righteous gods will turn a blind eye.
Of course, this has a lot to do with the rules set by Zhou Yi.
The spiritual objects obtained by the disciples of Xuan Yuanzong by killing demons
Thirty percent of the spiritual stones will be returned to the land of the local mountain god, 40% will be turned over to the sect’s treasury, and the remaining 30% will be the spoils of war!
The righteous gods nearby do not need to fight with each other, they can share the benefits for nothing and take better care of the disciples of Xuanyuan Sect.
If there are outside monks who dare to slay demons near Xuanyuan Mountain, the Mountain God Land will immediately expel them. If they don't listen, they will report it to the heaven, and they will be punished regardless of whether they have immortal status or not.
It is against the law of heaven for ordinary people to use magic to show their holiness!
When Zhou Yi heard this, he shook his head helplessly and sighed that history is always so similar.
…
Ten years later.
The disciples of the Qing generation have five foundation builders.
After Zhou Yi discussed with Xuan Yu, he took the initiative to abdicate in favor of a worthy person and became the Supreme Elder.
The eldest disciple Qingfeng serves as the sect leader, and the other foundation-building disciples serve as elders, responsible for teaching, law, alchemy and other positions.
This way.
Zhou Yi was completely free. He only had to explain the Dharma to his disciples occasionally, and at other times he practiced and celebrated.
Another fifty years passed in a daze.
There are more than 300 disciples of Xuanyuan Sect, including fifty from the Qing generation, and an additional 270 from the "Jing" generation.
After hundreds of years, the sect palace was once again filled with monks.
The sect-protecting formation only had a four-phase illusion formation, and with Xuan Yu, the general judge of the City God's Temple, covering it, demons and ghosts did not dare to come to the Xuanyuan sect to cause trouble.
…
Time is like water, and the sun and moon are like shuttle.
In the eyes of Nascent Soul Daojun, hundreds of years are just a few retreats.
As the Xuanyuan Sect became more and more prosperous, there were fewer and fewer places where Zhou Yi was needed, so he could rest in seclusion and cultivate quietly.
This day.
A mysterious aura shot straight into the sky, and the sky was originally clear, but suddenly it was covered with clouds.
The disciples of Xuanyuan Sect sensed changes in the weather, or used light escape, or stepped on flying swords, soared into the air and looked around. These scenes seemed like someone was going through a tribulation nearby.
call----
The sound of exhalation sounded, and the immeasurable strong wind swept across the sky, blowing away the rumbling thunder.
Mountain top.
Zhou Yi looked happy and closed his eyes to feel the heaven and earth.
The spiritual energy that originally needed to be attracted by the exercise method is now pouring into the body like swallows returning to their nests, and after a little refinement, it becomes mana.
"It's not in vain that Pindao spent thousands of years to finally fuse the body of a true dragon with the innate true being. Such qualifications are not much worse than those of innate heels!"
