"Eight thousand years, eight thousand years! Who knows how Pindao lived these eight thousand years?"
Zhou Yi felt the spiritual energy pouring in and was filled with emotions.
From martial arts to immortality, from having no spiritual roots to innate heels, from Nine Continents to Divine Continent, I have experienced life and death crises, experienced the end of the world, and finally survived.
Eight thousand years is too long, seize the day!
"From now on, Pindao will be a genius."
Zhouyi circulated the Taixuan Sutra, pouring endless spiritual energy into the body, and one hour of practice was worth the previous ten days and a half.
Opening his mouth and exhaling, he used the innate divine wind of destruction, which was more than 50% more powerful.
All other magical powers and spells have gains.
Only the improvement in understanding was not obvious. After eight thousand years of reciting the Book of Changes to understand the Tao, there were few classics that could confuse him.
"No wonder Sun Changsheng has practiced for thousands of years and five hundred years to become a god. Reincarnation of the Blood Demon is one of them. Innate bones are also extremely important. Five hundred years of practice is equivalent to ten thousand years of practice for a poor man. It can be said to be a world of difference!"
"Now that I think about it, Master did not just accept me as a god. He really devoted himself to teaching and practicing."
I still remember that 1,600 years ago, on the day Zhou Yi became his disciple, Tieguanxian analyzed the path forward for him.
The Immortal Returning to the Void has a commanding position, and in addition to the Taoist Fruit of Immortality, he pointed out the way forward for Zhou Yi, which is to massacre the dragon clan to gather the dragon blood, and replace the bones before the life of the Nascent Soul is over, so that he can have a chance to ascend!
Zhou Yi followed this path to practice, but instead of killing the dragon, he slowly became the body of a real dragon.
I once had the idea of using the Jiuzhou potion method to refine dragon beasts and extract their blood, but I never used it after all.
This method caused the destruction of the Jiuzhou human race, and if the demon race was allowed to take over, it might cause a catastrophe that swept across the Dongsheng Divine Continent, and the karma on Zhou Yi's head would be doubled.
"Such a kindness cannot be repaid."
Zhou Yi waited for the Butian Sect to decline or even be destroyed, and then sweep away the Sutra Pavilion, leaving behind its Taoist inheritance.
At this time.
A flash of light flew over, it was Sect Leader Qingfeng's message.
"Uncle Master, there is a thunder tribulation condensing in Xuanyuan Mountain. We can't find out the cause. Please take action, Uncle Master!"
"No need to investigate, Pindao has newly refined the thunder method..."
Zhou Yi randomly found a reason. Changing the root bone and breaking through the realm were both going against the will of heaven, causing the Four Nine Thunder Tribulation, but the power was much smaller than the latter.
It blew away in one breath!
"Innate bones, we should celebrate!"
Zhou Yi immediately turned into a escaping light and flew towards Chunfeng Tower in Chongshan County.
After a while.
Chunfeng Tower.
It was noisy and lively, with guests coming in and out.
Perhaps because of its resounding name, perhaps because of its profound background, or perhaps because of the blessing of a powerful being, Chunfeng Tower has not collapsed after more than two hundred years, but has become increasingly prosperous.
Zhou Yi transformed into a handsome young man. He heard someone greeting him before he even spoke to the madam.
"Fellow Daoist Xuanyi, come here, come here!"
Xun Sheng looked over and saw that it was an old acquaintance, Zhao Zhi, the new land god of Chongshan County.
In the past hundred years, Zhou Yi often came to Chunfeng Tower to celebrate. As a result, he met Zhao Zhi every time, and he became a comrade after two visits.
Originally, Zhou Yi often reflected that he should not fall for beauty, but after meeting Zhao Zhi, who made Chunfeng Tower his home, he suddenly felt that he was a gentleman and had attained a high level of cultivation.
Zhou Yi walked over with a smile: "Brother Zhao, long time no see."
The location was in the corner of the lobby on the first floor. There were no other girls to accompany him, only Zhao Zhi was drinking alone.
"Of course it's been a long time, thirty years."
Zhao Zhi praised: "My Taoist friends are also very diligent in practicing hard. Such hard training puts too much pressure on the poor Taoist, so he can only come to Chunfeng Tower to listen to music and relax."
"The poor Taoist is even more envious of his Taoist friends. He listens to music every day and his cultivation is improving day by day!"
Zhou Yi was not clear about the exercises that Zhao Zhi practiced. He guessed that they were biased towards the world of mortals, six desires, yin and yang, etc. Listening to music in Chunfeng Tower was also a practice.
Zhao Zhi's face turned bitter: "Fellow Taoist, I'll be tired of it after a hundred years of trying..."
Pindao has listened to it for eight thousand years and is not tired of it!
Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, changed the topic and said, "What's so good about today that you didn't go to the second floor and didn't let the girl accompany you?"
Zhao Zhi is the head of Chunfeng Tower, but he has a strange habit. He usually spends the night listening to music, and when he is depressed or happy, he drinks alone, avoiding the worldly women.
"Good thing, great thing!"
Zhao Zhi pinched a secret to isolate the sound: "This matter is still a top secret in heaven, and few people know about it. With such a relationship between you and me, there is no need to hide it."
Zhou Yi raised his glass and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist."
Zhao Zhi deliberately spoke like this in order to get closer to Zhou Yi. After all, Xuan Yu was his immediate boss. In the future, if he gets the Nascent Soul, he will definitely go one step further and become the city god in charge.
"There were rumors a few days ago that those three..."
Zhao Zhi pointed to the top of his head and lowered his voice and said, "I'm leaving soon!"
"really?"
Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows. The injuries of the three Immortals were more severe than expected. The demonic calamity had just passed two hundred years ago and they could no longer hold on. They couldn't wait to train new Immortals and ascended to the Immortal Realm.
The Demonic Tribulation refers to the incident where Sun Changsheng crushed Ling Xiao.
Two hundred years have passed, and many secrets from those years have been circulated. Intimidated by the power of heaven, no one in the world of immortality dares to stand on Sun Changsheng's side.
Only the demons and ghosts scattered in the world respect Sun Changsheng as the Demon Ancestor or the Great Sage.
About a hundred years ago, news came out from nowhere, claiming that the first generation of Heavenly Master was the reincarnation of the Blood Demon Son.
Because he lost the competition for the position of Emperor of Heaven, the Heavenly Master was resentful and reincarnated as Sun Changsheng after a thousand years of incarnation, triggering a catastrophe that hit heaven and crushed Lingxiao.
Nowadays, the world of cultivators is skeptical about this news.
In a few hundred years, the Heavenly Master will truly become the Blood Demon!
Zhou Yi didn't care about this. After hundreds of thousands of years, Heaven would be destroyed and history could be changed back. In this world, whoever lives longer is the winner, and whoever is older has the right to speak!
"really!"
Zhao Zhi affirmed: "Master Pindao is the elder of the Jueqing Sect. What he says cannot be false. It won't be long before the Heavenly Court...hehehehe!"
Zhou Yi said: "Congratulations, fellow Taoist."
"Rejoice together and rejoice together."
Zhao Zhi said: "Without those three, we have the final say in everything in the world!"
Zhou Yi nodded slightly, human beings and immortals were the last restraint of Heavenly Court. After the ascension, the three religions lost their support and became the three religions under the rule of Heavenly Court, no different from those great religions that were gradually declining.
This matter has little impact on the overall world of immortality. They have long been accustomed to the control of heaven, but it has a profound impact on the world.
Once power loses its constraints, it will inevitably become a wild horse, trampling on everything without restraint!
What Zhouyi can foresee is that in the future, in order to be promoted and extend life, the righteous gods will inevitably use all possible means to squeeze out the last traces of incense and desire from the creatures under their rule.
From then on, if you are not pious for a while, you will suffer for a while, and if you are not pious for a day, you will suffer for a day.
Piety is peace, piety is happiness, why not worry about prosperity in heaven!
As for resistance, Zhou Yi believes that there will be resistance, but it will be difficult to achieve success.
Slavery is one of the natures of living beings. They will more or less surrender and blindly obey. There are only a very small number of unruly people, not to mention that heaven will guarantee the basic living conditions of living beings.
Is it too much to give you food and shelter and only need to offer incense sincerely?
The Heavenly Court controls the world of immortality and 99% of the mortals. The remaining one hundred and one resisters are evil heretics!
Zhao Zhi was thinking about the future and found Zhou Yi getting up to leave, so he quickly tried to persuade him to stay.
"Fellow Taoist, don't leave in a hurry, we have an oiran arranged for you tonight!"
"The alchemy furnace at home has not been turned off. I have to go back and take care of it quickly until we can get together next time."
Zhou Yi lost his mood to celebrate, waved his hand and left Chunfeng Tower, turning into light and disappearing.
…
The year of the Emperor of Heaven was 1626.
Shoushan Gong, Ming Zhenzi, and Dajue Arhat ascended successively, and there were no immortals from the three religions in charge.
There is only one human immortal left in Dongsheng Shenzhou, Sun Changsheng.
The following year.
The Emperor of Heaven promulgated hundreds of new laws, among which one was the most important.
The God of Heaven forbids the reproduction of children with mortals, and the descendants before canonization are prohibited from entering the Taoist Academy within five generations!
This rule of heaven is to cut off the favoritism of the righteous gods and arrange their sons and grandsons to enter Taoist temples to influence the heaven to replenish fresh blood. It can also be regarded as learning the lessons before the demonic tribulation.
However, as soon as the rules of heaven were announced, the world of immortal cultivators was immediately in an uproar.
It has little impact on the monks of the sect. After dozens of generations of descendants, the relationship is broken.
For the Immortal Cultivator family, this rule of heaven is tantamount to digging the ancestral grave, especially the Immortal Cultivator dynasty that has been passed down for thousands of years. It relies on surnames and bloodlines to survive to this day.
Seeing that the world of cultivators was in an uproar, Emperor Shengyang led several true gods of the dynasty to reason with each family.
The Immortal Cultivation family are all smart people who are reasonable and understand the rules. Within a few months, they raised their hands and feet to support the Heavenly Court. As for those who would rather die than support, they are really dead.
The rest of the rules are mostly strict details.
Such as the number of dreams entrusted by the land god, the number of rainfalls in Hebo, and the inspection time of the Ministry of Sui.
…
Years pass by, but a hundred years pass by in a blink of an eye.
Qingyun Mountain.
With the help of Heavenly Master Yu Ze, Qingyun Temple prospered for hundreds of years, but the evil calamity killed 90% of the righteous gods in heaven.
The new righteous god will not take care of Qingyun Temple when a person dies.
And because of the grievances between the Emperor of Heaven and the Heavenly Master, Qingyun Temple was ostracized everywhere. It could not receive high-quality disciples for several consecutive generations, and it slowly declined.
this day.
The sky was originally clear, but suddenly stars appeared all over the sky, and a full moon hung in the sky.
The sun and moon are in the sky, and the stars are appearing during the day.
In the eyes of monks, such visions are either boundless catastrophe or a good omen from heaven.
Qingyun Temple flew out dozens of escaping lights, and their auras were mostly in the realm of golden elixirs. The old Taoist leader was Nascent Soul Taoist Lord. He looked up at the sky with doubts on his face.
"What happened?"
The contemporary spectator next to him reminded: "Master, do you want to ask Ancestor Niu?"
The old Taoist shook his head and said: "When the vision manifested, I already summoned him, but there has been no response so far."
The audience in Qingyun didn't know what the vision represented. The monks and righteous gods who had been secretly spying for a long time showed envy and jealousy on their faces, and their spiritual consciousnesses intertwined with each other to communicate.
"That one actually made it this far!"
"Could it be that another human immortal appears in Shenzhou?"
"Hehehe, these two are the great saints of the demon clan, I wonder what the dragon clan thinks!"
"The Dragon Clan is now the lackeys of Heaven. How dare they have any idea? Maybe they will come to prevent this promotion."
"Isn't that right? We are both demons after all!"
"When people of the same clan fight against their own clan, they are much more ruthless than others..."
While speaking.
Dozens of tyrannical auras appeared out of thin air in the sky, each wrapped in the power of immeasurable incense and incense. The light was so bright that one could not see their faces. Only the strange halo hanging behind their heads was different.
"The True God of Heaven!"
"Sixteen people came here because of this. They really take it seriously. It seems that it will be difficult for that one to be promoted."
"If we stop it, another human immortal will inevitably affect the peace of the Divine Continent, and may even cause another demonic calamity!"
"That makes sense!"
The moment the true god appeared, 80% to 90% of the spies who secretly ran away, and the remaining ones were at least the god-turned-celestial kings, and had a close relationship with heaven.
Rumble…
There was a sound of thunder, and no dark clouds were seen gathering in the sky, but the sun, moon and stars were seen blooming with light, slowly condensing into colorful thunder.
The moment the thunder appeared, it shattered the nearby void.
Looking from a distance, it seems as if there are seven colors wrapped in pitch black, strange and harmonious, real and illusory.
After a while.
The colorful thunder tribulation blasted towards Qingyun Mountain. As it fell, a void crack opened from the sky to the ground. Everyone present, including the True God, looked horrified.
The art of enshrining gods with incense is extremely mysterious. It uses immeasurable incense to change the soul and body, making them the same in nature.
In this way, the physical body of the soul can be easily merged into one, and it can be promoted and returned to the void without going through thunder tribulation.
When Sun Changsheng was promoted to human immortal, his body and soul were transformed into a sea of blood, and he took a shortcut to be promoted. However, he did not use incense and external force, so his strength far exceeded that of a true god.
The normal path is like a scalper, using its own strength to trigger ninety-nine heavenly tribulations, and through the baptism of thunder and lightning, becomes a human immortal.
Moo!
The cow whistle sounded, and the yellow bull stepped on the auspicious clouds and flew up into the sky, swallowing the colorful calamity thunder in one gulp before it hit the ground.
The crackling thunder manifested on the scalper's body.
Several of them fell to the ground and opened dozens of miles of ravines, which was enough to show the power of thunder.
"With such strength, he is no weaker than us. He is worthy of being an innate follower!"
Emperor Shengyang's face was gloomy. From the moment the first thunder tribulation fell, he guessed that the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation would not affect the scalpers, so he immediately sent a message to the other true gods.
"For the sake of the peace of Dongsheng Shenzhou, human immortals must never appear again!"
The gods agreed and were about to join forces to cast a spell.
A sneer came: "We haven't seen each other for hundreds of years, and you are still not making any progress. I am blushing for you!"
Emperor Shengyang followed the sound and saw an ape standing on the top of Qingyun Mountain. Who else could it be if it wasn't Sun Changsheng.
"Fellow Daoist Sun, do you want to intervene in this matter?"
Sun Changsheng jumped up and stood in the air: "My old brother, Sun, is going through the tribulation, how can I ignore it?"
"Fellow Daoist Sun, you have to think clearly..."
Emperor Shengyang said quietly: "If the Yellow Ox succeeds in overcoming the tribulation, the demon clan will have two great saints, and half of your reputation and status will be taken away!"
Sun Changsheng glanced at Shengyang and said contemptuously.
"Don't talk about mere power. I would rather die than help my brother get promoted!"
Rumble…
The second thunder tribulation fell, its power doubled.
Not only did the scalper not dodge, but it went straight up, swallowed the thunder calamity into its belly, and then got into the wind of the nine heavens, using the power of the sun, moon and stars to temper its body.
"Take action!"
Sheng Yang's eyelids twitched wildly as he looked at it, already feeling regretful. He should have sacrificed his skin and killed the scalper long ago.
Six true gods cast spells to stop Sun Changsheng, and the other ten true gods shattered the void. In the next moment, they appeared in Jiutian Gangfeng, waving their hands with immeasurable magic power and tearing the void apart.
The void shattered to form hundreds of miles of dark caves, like a world-destroying millstone, erupting with terrifying tearing and devouring power, rolling and surging to crush the scalper into pieces.
Return to the virtual fighting method, simple and unpretentious.
There is no need to use any divine channel method to directly tear the void into pieces, and the monks who have returned to the void will be wiped out.
Hahaha, I finally made it to the end of the month!
My head is about to explode. I need to take a day off tomorrow, hmm?
(End of chapter)
