Dongsheng Shenzhou southwest.
Half of the nameless barren mountains reach the sea, and half remain on the mainland.
There are many peach trees on the mountain. In March, the flowers are in full bloom, and the entire mountain top turns pink.
A cloud flew from the northwest. Sun Changsheng stood on the cloud and pointed below.
"Junior brother, is the Shaman Temple on this mountain?"
"This is recorded in the memory inheritance."
Yang Xuan looked at it for a moment and said: "The inheritance here is left by the witch god in the upper realm. How to open the witch temple requires careful investigation."
Sun Changsheng's eyes sparkled with aura, and he could see some traces after a little exploration. Unlike the restrictions imposed by the immortal formation, it would be difficult for humans and immortals to detect the clues without intentional observation.
"found it!"
The magic stick appeared in his hand and he blasted it at the clues.
Human immortal magic can destroy the void, but when it hits the strange place, it just creates circles of ripples.
"Come again!"
After Sun Changsheng tested it, he used all his magic power, and the magic stick turned into a sky pillar, and launched hundreds of attacks continuously at the clues.
A harsh creaking sound sounded, and the spider web cracked open in the void, releasing a jade-like divine light.
Sun Changsheng withdrew the magic stick, and there was no need to continue to take action. The divine light became more and more intense until it shattered the void, as if the outer glass cover had been shattered, revealing its original appearance.
Rumble!
The barren mountain split open, revealing a simple and solemn stone temple, with three strange words written on the entrance.
Yang Xuan's face was filled with joy: "Witch Temple, this is the writing of the witch clan."
"This temple was not prepared for you alone!"
Sun Changsheng looked at the emerald green divine light rising into the sky, one after another, as if to tell the Divine Continent that a treasure inheritance was born here.
Yang Xuan sensed the divine light, and wisps of information emerged from his blood.
"Senior brother, the temple allows creatures under two hundred years old to enter. After heavy fighting and selection, only the victor can obtain the blood inheritance of the Witch Clan."
Sun Changsheng raised his eyebrows: "Two hundred years old, some creatures with extraordinary talents can cultivate to the Nascent Soul!"
"Brother, I will try my best."
Yang Xuan solemnly said: "Witches are born with physical cultivation. If I enter and get the care of the temple, I may not be able to defeat Dao Lord Yuanying!"
Sun Changsheng's eyes rolled, and he immediately had an idea in his heart.
"Junior brother, just go in, I, Old Sun, have a way for you to win and determine the inheritance of the witch clan!"
"Thank you, senior brother."
Yang Xuan trusted Sun Changsheng 100%, jumped off the cloud head, and stepped into the temple.
The world was spinning, and my soul was in a trance.
When he opened his eyes again, the world had changed, but it was the boundary of a primitive forest. Yang Xuan climbed up to the treetops and found that there were ten suns in the sky, and the scorching sun seemed to be burning.
Looking far into the distance, I don't know how many miles away, there is a mountain peak that reaches straight to the sky.
The rest was boundless forest. Just as Yang Xuan was walking towards the mountain peak, he heard a sharp cry in his ears.
Phew!
A strange one-clawed bird flew down from the sky. It looked like a crane, with red markings on its blue feathers. Its white jade-like beak opened and spewed out raging flames.
Yang Xuan circulated his energy and blood, forming a red armor on his body, covering his whole body, with only two eyes exposed.
He jumped up with the black iron rod in hand and swept towards the one-legged bird. Even if it was burned by the fire, it could not penetrate the blood armor.
boom!
The one-legged bird was hit with a stick, its feathers scattered all over the sky, and it screamed and flew away.
Yang Xuan landed on the treetop. Since he couldn't fly, he could only watch the strange bird escape.
"What a pity. This bird should be delicious roasted!"
While he was sighing, another large group of strange birds flew from the sky, riding blazing flames that burned the clouds in the sky red. The strange bird at the head was dozens of feet in size, and its ferocious aura rolled towards him.
"The wind is tight, pull it!"
Yang Xuan put away the black iron rod and ran towards the mountain peak.
at the same time.
outside world.
The beam of light rising into the sky has already attracted the attention of the nearby mountain gods.
Xiqiao Mountain God, who was the closest, used his escaping light to come over to investigate. Before he got even close to a hundred miles away, he felt a terrifying pressure and raised his head to look at the sky.
A four-foot-tall Taoist priest with a hairy face, wearing a navy blue robe and holding a long stick, stood above the clouds.
"Great Sage!"
The mountain god changed his color in shock, bowed and saluted repeatedly, and ran away at a speed several times faster than before, without even bothering to inquire about the origin of the light beam.
"I guess you have some winks."
Sun Changsheng glanced at the optical pillar and shook his head helplessly. He didn't know what kind of means the Witch God had used, but he couldn't restrain the seal with the formation.
"If it weren't for the inheritance of the witch clan, Lao Sun would have smashed the temple to pieces with a few sticks. Even the most mysterious magical power would have become a rootless tree and it would be difficult to maintain it!"
After pondering for a moment, the magic stick stretched out thousands of feet and drew a circle with a diameter of a hundred miles around the barren mountain.
Sun Changsheng's magic power circulated, leaving several writings in the air.
"Those who enter the circle will die!"
The winner of the competition in the Witch Temple will get the inheritance. Sun Changsheng blocked everyone outside. No one competed with Yang Xuan, so the inheritance was naturally guaranteed.
But he said that after the Xiqiao Mountain God escaped, he immediately summoned the nearby city god and Wuyin Taisui who was on duty.
The City God had discovered the light pillar a long time ago, and when he heard that Sun Changsheng was taking care of it, he simply sent a message to the people, and then ordered his subordinate ghosts and gods to guard the house while he went out to wander around.
The supreme treasure was born, and the southwest of Shenzhou became a place of right and wrong.
If a fight between human beings, immortals and true gods really broke out, it would probably cause them to travel thousands of miles away, and all the living beings affected would be reduced to ashes.
As the news spread, countless monks gathered in the southwest of the Divine Continent.
Someone came to investigate nearby, with the determination to die and die. After all, immortality is worth fighting for. There are also people who are watching from a distance, hoping that they might be able to get in by chance.
This day.
A shadow wandered thousands of feet underground, penetrated the rocky soil, and entered a range of hundreds of miles.
"Hey, my old grandson has lived peacefully for hundreds of years, but talking doesn't work anymore!"
Sun Changsheng grabbed the ground and pulled out the shadow. His consciousness swept over it, and there was a split soul of the soul.
call!
He blew on the split soul, and the shadow instantly shattered.
The God-Transforming Heavenly Lord, who was thousands of miles away, had just turned into a ray of light and escaped several hundred miles away, when a gap opened in the void, and a strong wind blew out of it, blowing him to ashes.
When the news came out, the monks onlookers were in an uproar.
The God-Transforming Heavenly Lord had a great reputation and was the God of Fortune and Righteousness canonized by the Heavenly Court. He fell down so easily.
More than six hundred years have passed, and that person continues to show no face to Heaven!
Sun Changsheng glanced around, shrugged and said, "Are you scared off like this? It's boring and boring. Fighting for immortality is expensive. Don't be so afraid of death!"
The monk who was spying secretly cursed secretly, everyone is fighting to get across, not fighting to die!
January went by in a blink of an eye.
Sun Changsheng was lying on the clouds, resting his arms on his pillow and crossing his legs, very leisurely and at ease.
suddenly.
A majestic voice came from the sky: "Heaven is the master of Dongsheng Divine Continent. No matter in the sky or on earth, or in the four seas and mountains, all inheritances belong to Heaven!"
Another voice came: "The bold monster monkey dared to violate the laws of heaven and kill the righteous god of heaven. He should be caught and sent to the Immortal Killing Platform..."
The words are not finished yet.
Sun Changsheng stood up with a somersault, grabbed the magic stick and blasted it into the void.
The void shattered, and the magic stick penetrated into it. The other end appeared thousands of miles away and hit the heavenly formation.
Buzz!
The sky shook and the earth shook, and dozens of palaces collapsed.
"snort!"
The Emperor of Heaven looked gloomy and looked coldly toward the southeast. After a long time, he suppressed the anger in his heart and ordered the God of Heaven to avoid the southeast and not compete with Sun Changsheng for inheritance.
The gods were furious, but there was nothing they could do.
"Hey, hundreds of years have passed, and Heaven is still bullying the weak and fearing the strong!"
Sun Changsheng calculated with his fingers and learned that the heaven would be forbearing, so he lay on the clouds and meditated on the scriptures.
Some time passed.
When the world of immortal cultivators learned the news of the Emperor's concession, they felt contempt and at the same time had a new understanding of the tyranny of human immortals. However, in the current era of the inheritance of the treasure, there are always people who will fight to the death.
Some perform weird escape techniques, some use mysterious changes, some use ancient magical powers, or some kowtow to pray...
Sun Changsheng turned a blind eye to all kinds of methods.
All creatures who dare to step into the circle will be treated equally and beaten to ashes with a stick!
During fifty years.
Sun Changsheng killed countless creatures, ranging from Tianjun Demon God to Qi Refining Foundation. Blood and bones formed a circle on the ground, but not a single finger could penetrate within a hundred miles.
This day.
The divine light that connected the sky and the earth slowly dissipated, the cracked mountain peaks rumbled together, and the Witch Temple disappeared.
Sun Changsheng counted with his fingers and looked happy.
"Junior brother finally got the inheritance, and Lao Sun is practicing outside, waiting for him to come out!"
…
Year 2067 in the Emperor’s Calendar.
January.
The God of Qingyun Mountain sent a message to the Heavenly Court, and the seventh-generation Heavenly Master survived the thunder tribulation and was promoted to the God-Transforming Heavenly Lord.
The Emperor of Heaven broke his beloved glass cup and ordered the Ministry of Rites to issue a congratulatory edict and bestow upon him many rare treasures.
Many righteous gods in heaven suddenly came closer to Qingyun Mountain.
This self-proclaimed brother of the first-generation Celestial Master, and the other self-proclaimed fellow Celestial Master. The Qingyun Temple, which was originally despised by others, suddenly became full of people, as if they had returned to two thousand years ago.
The world changes like this!
…
Qingyun Mountain.
Yongsheng Hall.
Zhou Yi sat cross-legged, and the newly condensed Yuan Shen jumped out.
He is six feet tall and looks exactly like the original figure. Sitting cross-legged, it is almost impossible to tell which one is real and which one is fake.
The soul rose into the air, passed through many barriers, and stood in the clouds. It used its magic power to display many magical powers and activate countless magic weapons. Its power was no different from that of the original god.
"Although the Nascent Soul can leave the body, it is extremely fragile and cannot leave the body for a long time."
"The soul can be regarded as a completely independent existence. Even if the body is destroyed, it can be entrusted with magic weapons and take away the living beings. It will have little impact on the longevity magic power!"
Zhouyi Yuanshen tried to activate the Taixuan Sutra, and surging spiritual energy poured into his body, and his magic power increased to another level in a short period of time.
"Congenital heels, so terrifying!"
He used his escape light and flew into Moyun Cave. The yellow ox quickly came out to greet him and mooed twice.
"Congratulations to the Immortal Master on your achievement of becoming a god!"
"After more than 8,700 years of hard work, I have finally reached the state of becoming a god. There is only one threshold left, and I will be invincible to the common people. I no longer have to hide in hiding!"
A cold light flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes. He was forced to cross the ocean for the Heavenly Corpse. This incident was still recorded in his notebook.
Even though six thousand years have passed, I have not forgotten it at all. When I see that the Witness Immortal is invincible in the world, I will return to Jiuzhou to take revenge!
"That guy better be alive!"
Zhou Yi gathered his thoughts, pointed to the top of his head and said, "Niu'er, can my karma be reduced?"
"Probably less..."
The scalper looked at it for a moment: "The number of two heads and one tail!"
"It's good, it's good. It seems like it's diminishing very quickly. Two hundred years minus one, the karma of two cows is only seven or eight thousand years!"
Zhou Yi looked happy, as he had been busy for two hundred years in vain.
Fortunately, there is the Taoist Fruit of Immortality, otherwise ordinary people would not be able to eliminate it completely after reincarnation for thousands of lives.
After all, mortals can't do meritorious deeds as fast as the gods. A lifetime of doing good deeds and accumulating merit may not be as much as what Zhou Yi could do in a month's hard work.
Yellow Ox asked: "Is the Immortal going to do good deeds and accumulate virtue next?"
"That's not necessary for now."
Zhou Yi said: "Practice until you have perfected your spiritual transformation. When your magic power has not improved, you can look for spiritual objects to overcome the tribulation and accumulate merit."
karma dissipated
Losing weight is indeed important, but it is not as important as improving cultivation level.
A few days later.
Zhouyi announced his departure from the customs and held a banquet to welcome the gods of heaven who came to congratulate him.
Two thousand years have passed.
There are not many familiar faces left when they were conferred as gods. Some of them lacked merits, their lifespan has expired, some died of demonic calamity, or some were arrogant and failed to ascend!
Zhou Yi has long been accustomed to this, and he still feels uncomfortable in his heart.
As we get more and more time, we will continue to get to know and send away, not only people, but also the houses and caves where we live and practice, the streets and countries we pass by, and even the eternal mountains and rivers.
Everything will be blown away by the wind until this world collapses into the vast void!
At that time, only Zhou Yi lived in the world!
"The immortal Buddha jumped out of the world and became ruthless. He probably saw that everything will disappear like smoke..."
at this time.
The banquet was at its climax, and the famous gods in heaven were exchanging cups and cups, calling each other brothers and sisters.
Zhou Yi sat on the table and turned his wine glass, looking at the bustling and bustling scene in front of him, like smoke, like fog, like an illusion, like a scroll, as if it would disperse with a gentle blow.
"Is this...inner demon?"
Not all inner demons are evil thoughts. In such a state where there is no love, no hatred, everything is empty, and the whole person is as cold as stone. Taoism calls it pure and pure Buddha, and it is also a kind of inner demons.
Zhou Yi silently recited the scriptures of Taoist sages, but to no avail.
After all, Zhou Yi knew from the bottom of his heart that after thousands of years, everything in the world would be like clouds and smoke, and no matter how much he recited sutras and understood the Tao, it would be difficult to truly integrate into it!
A few months later.
As expected, the excitement subsided and Qingyun Temple returned to calm.
"How to overcome inner demons?"
Zhou Yi first thought of celebrating, and then traveled down the mountain for decades, experiencing the world of mortals, but it had no effect on the inner demons.
I read through the Taoist scriptures of the sages and consulted the demon sage scalper, but I still can’t get any results!
After all, no one in the world can live forever, so they will grasp the limited lifespan and pursue the infinite path.
"Try seclusion, the inner demon... also has longevity, right?"
Zhou Yi tried to kill the inner demons. According to the description in Buddhist and Taoist classics, this is the result of a delusion in the heart and the demon from outside the realm. As long as it is a real thing, it will have a long life.
After tens of thousands of years of wind and rain, stones will also become ashes!
Retreat in seclusion, five hundred years later.
Zhou Yi came out of seclusion with a smile to celebrate. As expected, the demons in his heart were weakening, and his mind, which was originally empty of all things, was slowly returning to reality.
"Taking this opportunity to cultivate to the point of becoming a god, can a poor Taoist live until the world is destroyed and still survive the inner demons?"
Huang Niu, who was also born with heel, practiced for 1,700 years to overcome tribulations and became a demon saint.
Zhou Yi's understanding of Taoism far exceeds that of scalpers, and he has an almost unlimited supply of spiritual objects, so his speed can only be faster than slow.
"Such a stress-free practice is something I have never experienced in thousands of years. It is so comfortable!"
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