The fairy gate reopens.
Mortal wars stopped immediately. No blood feuds or lifelong grudges could compare to cultivating immortals.
Even if there are a few emperors and generals who are not clear-headed, no matter what their reasons are, if they continue to fight the war, they will die suddenly.
Monks don't care about worldly grudges!
Taoist temples were built one after another in the center of the city, with formation restrictions for testing qualifications at the door.
Anyone who touches it can learn the spiritual root qualifications.
In order to delay the coming of the next great catastrophe, the Heavenly Court specially set the two spiritual roots to be qualified to recite sutras in the Taoist temple.
There is only one spiritual root in ten thousand, and double spiritual roots are even rarer. The entire city can barely make up for thirty or fifty people.
Such a harsh selection method made the emperor, who coveted immortality and immortality, very dissatisfied with the heaven, and then abdicated the throne to the new emperor.
Mortals have no qualifications to negotiate conditions in front of monks.
Moreover, because the Tianmen has been closed for hundreds of years, there are no descendants of the monks in the mortal world, let alone any blood ties.
Many monks from the sect who were trapped in the mountains went down to look for disciples with higher qualifications, but the Heavenly Court turned a blind eye to them. This became the only path to immortality for those with low spiritual roots.
During this period, countless legendary stories about masters descending the mountain occurred in the common people, and they were compiled into stories and circulated everywhere.
These words may seem pleasant to ordinary people, who imagine that if they become monks, they can have a group of wives and concubines, and become the richest people in the world. However, in the eyes of immortals and true gods, they are just children's tricks.
Tianshan. A place where heaven leaks.
Zhou Yi did not go down the mountain for thousands of years, and he did not know how many times he had used the Jade Dew Technique. The building was already four to five hundred feet high.
The building trees grow on the top of the mountain, and the other end reaches into the cracks in the void. The violent turbulence of the void has no effect on it.
The ginseng doll looked up at the sky and asked foolishly, "It's been another thousand years, why hasn't this tree branched?"
"Soon, soon"
Zhou Yi was as comforting as ever, but his innocent heart was so bad that he accepted death.
The spiritual ginseng doll nodded and jumped excitedly. Suddenly, it received a message and used its escape technique to fly towards Shandong.
The Butian Sect was founded to recruit disciples. Among them was a disciple with a wood spirit body and a wood spiritual root. He was pure and quiet in nature. He became good friends with the Lingshen doll and often played together.
Zhou Yi continued to use the Jade Dew Technique to consume life energy and ripen the wood.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord! The living method of this poor Taoist man is more severe than the blessings of horses and oxen. I have never heard of Zero Zero Seven working continuously for thousands of years."
"It is so difficult to return to the Void Immortal. In the future, if you are promoted to a True Immortal, wouldn't you have to work for God?" This is one of the reasons why Zhou Yi chose to stay in this world.
After ascending to the immortal world, without destiny, he is not God's favorite child, so how can he dare to survive the ninety-nine tribulations and become a true immortal?
Or if you live for countless years, live cautiously and submissively, and luckily collect the spiritual objects needed to survive the tribulation, it would be better to live freely in this world.
"Keep doing it!"
Zhou Yi's eyes were slightly closed, as if he was sleeping, but his hands were automatically pinching.
A spell has been cast continuously for thousands of years, and it has become an instinct of the body. As long as it does not stop, the hands can continue to cast it.
"It's a pity that the electric wooden fish can't accumulate merit, otherwise we would have had countless merits long ago..." In my hazy sleep, I heard the cry of the scalper.
Moo!
Huang Niu asked if Buddhists would be allowed to ascend to the throne of Heavenly Emperor after Emperor Jie.
Zhou Yi woke up from a trance and glanced at the scene on the top of the mountain. It seemed that it was the middle of winter, with thick white snow falling, which dyed his body white.
His body trembled and snowflakes flew.
Zhou Yi asked, "Has any eminent Buddhist monk re-edited the Sutra of Samsara?"
Moo
Huang Niu said that Buddhism did not dare to go against the will of the Immortal Leader and gathered countless eminent monks from Lingshan to re-compile the Sutra of Reincarnation into the Sutra of Reincarnation, which no longer contained Buddhist principles.
Zhou Yi said, "Which monk contributes the most?"
Huang Niu replied that Zen Master Sheng Yun had the greatest contribution, and he also
He modified the fundamental meaning of the Sutra of Reincarnation, but did not affect the art of reincarnation.
Zhou Yi nodded and said, "Then Zen Master Sheng Yun will be in charge of Heavenly Court."
The Yellow Ox agreed and turned into a flying light and flew to the heaven. Major events involving the change of the Heavenly Emperor must be supported in person to show the majesty of the Heavenly Master.
Heavenly Master
Nowadays, in Dongsheng Shenzhou, it is no longer a Taoist inheritance, but a pure name and Taoist title.
Refers to Zhou Yi alone
After all, no one understands why a mere God-Transforming Heavenly Lord can live for so long.
In the past two thousand and five hundred years, there may not have been careerists who waited for Zhou Yi's death and tried to win over several human, immortal and demon saints in order to disrupt the pattern of Dongsheng Shenzhou.
However, all the ambitious people have survived, and Zhouyi is still alive and kicking in Tianshan.
Later, it was reported that Zhouyi was not a human race, but some kind of long-lived monster race, such as Dragon Turtle, Xuanwu, etc., whose lifespan could reach 100,000 years!
All kinds of news are true and false, and confusing.
The world of cultivators has slowly accepted that heaven is controlled by the Heavenly Master behind the scenes, and the Heavenly Emperor sits in the front desk, one in front of the other, one in yin and one in yang, and there has been no trouble for more than two thousand years.
No one dislikes a stable practice environment. There are already monks praying that the heavenly master will live forever and the heaven will be peaceful for thousands of years--
Year 7100 of the Emperor of Heaven.
The Buddha Emperor, who had firmly established himself as the Emperor of Heaven, promulgated important laws of heaven.
When the population of Dongsheng Shenzhou reached its limit, the true god responsible for controlling children began to cast spells to ban fertility. This is a solution that Lingshan Buddhism came up with during the period when the Tianmen was closed. It can effectively delay or even prevent the expansion of living beings, eliminating the need to close the Immortal Gate.
Dongsheng Shenzhou, Buddhism declined.
Buddhism is self-aware. This time he ascended the throne by tampering with the Sutra of Reincarnation, and once again suffered the suffering of his ancestors. He might not have such an opportunity next time.
Other Taoist sects will definitely use doctrinal issues to prevent Buddhism from ruling the heaven.
Therefore, after countless divine monks thought hard, they came up with a method to solve the expansion of living beings, and also studied the mysterious method specifically for this purpose.
Buddhism has such great achievements. Three thousand years later, when the Emperor of Heaven takes his turn, no one can stop him! Tianshan. peak.
Zhou Yi guessed the little idea of Buddhism, but he had no idea of stopping it. The three religions must be rolled up so that heaven can run better.
Buddhism has made great achievements, but after a thousand years, Butian Sect cannot be mediocre.
After that, Emperor Jie Tian would have to think of a way to make the Heavenly Court more prosperous and the Divine Continent more peaceful. "It's just this method..."
Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, no matter what, it was better than closing the Immortal Gate and letting the mortals conquer and kill half of the population in war, hunger, and natural disasters.
Simply cut it off from the source, and there will be a lot less pain in the world! "Keep dozing off."
Zhou Yi found a comfortable position, lying on the top of the mountain and sleeping soundly. He performed the same technique with both hands, but his left hand was a few mudras slower. When the right hand finished performing the Jade Dew Technique, his left hand just caught up.
The reincarnation goes back and forth, and casting the spell in this way consumes more than 50% of the life span.
Time passes by.
Ordinary princes and generals, geniuses in the world of immortality, righteous gods in heaven...
Individual heroes take turns to appear on stage, shine and then fade away. A lifetime of glorious experience is enough to be featured in the history books. However, in Zhou Yi's eyes, he just closed his eyes and opened them again.
Just took a nap!
Zhou Yi looked at the crying ginseng doll and asked, "What's going on?"
"Que Yuan is dead."
The ginseng baby burst into tears, "I tried to persuade him to become a god by incense, but he didn't listen. He said that he was willing to test the calamity in order to stay together forever."
Zhou Yi looked strange. Countless geniuses died under the calamity, which was just an ordinary thing in his eyes.
"What does it mean to stay together forever? When you go to play at the foot of the mountain, what will it look like?"
The ginseng doll's cry suddenly stopped, her face turned red, and she transformed into a young Taoist nun. Her appearance was not very gorgeous, but she had an aura that made people approachable.
"In order to hide my identity, I changed into this and wandered around the church. I happened to meet Que Yuan..." "Stop, stop, stop."
Zhou Yi quickly stopped and expressed his love for the ginseng doll.
He was not interested and did not dare to be interested, so he said, "From now on, just go down the mountain as a Taoist boy. There will be scalpers protecting you, so you don't have to worry about being caught making elixirs."
"Oh well."
Lingshen doll clenched his fists and said: "Immortal, I must cultivate to that supreme state, pull Que Yuan back from reincarnation, and say sorry to him."
"Not bad, good, responsible."
Zhou Yi nodded slightly. This man had experienced life and death love and seemed to have grown a lot in an instant.
The ginseng doll couldn't take more than a few breaths of seriousness, and her face immediately fell down, asking, "When did this tree branch split?"
Zhou Yi grabbed the ginseng doll and threw it hundreds of miles away. "You are so good at practicing, it is much better than relying on external things."
Looking up at the tall Jianmu, Zhou Yi's eyes flashed, he had obtained six innate spiritual objects, and the day of mending the sky was not far away.
"continue to sleep"
Zhou Yi lay on the bluestone and dozed off, his hands constantly casting spells.
I don’t know how long it took.
Scalper awakens Zhou Yi, reminds him that it is time for heaven and earth to rotate again, and asks the Butian Sect who can take up this position. "Niu'er, why don't you also take on the role of Millennium?"
Moo!
Yellow Ox shook his head repeatedly. He had no interest in the suffering and tired Emperor of Heaven. He might as well stay next to the Immortal and take a nap.
Zhouyi asked again, "Do Yang Xuan and Sun Changsheng want to be emperor of heaven?"
Huang Niu shook his head, Yang Xuan was determined to propagate the witch clan, and Sun Changsheng had an irresponsible temper, and neither of them had any intention of becoming the Emperor of Heaven. Zhou Yi sighed, "What I want to do is inappropriate, and what I don't want to do is fought over and over again."
Moo!
Huang Niu asked why he didn't follow the rules set back then and let the three religions reincarnate to rule the heaven.
Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Let Zi Yangzi be in charge. In recent years, the God of Heaven has been slacking off a bit. Zi Yangzi is in charge of the Law Enforcement Hall and has a resolute temperament, so it's just a good time to rectify it."
Moo
Yellow Ox looked puzzled as to why the Immortal didn't come down from the mountain to know the changes in heaven.
Buddhism does not like killing. Zen Master Shengyun has been in charge of the heaven for thousands of years, and the Immortal Killing Platform has fallen into dust. No true god has ever sentenced him to death.
Zen Master Shengyun did this so that the gods in heaven could provide more support for the next Buddhist rotation. "The poor Taoist doesn't know the situation in heaven, and he doesn't use magic to predict. However, human nature is like this, and it will inevitably become slack after a long time."
Zhou Yi said, "Tell Ziyangzi to carry out large-scale rectification immediately after he ascends the throne, regardless of his background or his reputation."
"Those who can be caught cannot be caught, catch them; those who can be killed but cannot be killed, kill them" Moo
Huang Niu bowed and accepted the order, flew to the Law Enforcement Hall on the clouds, and discussed with Ziyangzi how to rectify the chaos in heaven. A few days later.
The sixth Heavenly Emperor ascended the throne, not as the Master of Butian, but as the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall.
Not long after the Emperor of Heaven ascended the throne, he used the excuse of Tai Sui's command, the Sun Traveling God, to collude with the mountain god to make false accounts and take possession of the mine's spiritual objects for private use.
Tai Sui, whose name is A, was not strictly supervised and was sent to the Heavenly Prison to await trial. The Riyou Shen was sent directly to the Immortal Killing Platform.
Shui Yunzi, the True God of the Taisui Department, resigned and became the Lord of Yuepoxing from the head of the Department. He lost all his power, but he barely managed to keep his reputation in his later years.
The new emperor's foundation is unstable, and such a political trend should cause the gods to join forces to oppose him.
However, the Emperor of Heaven was from the Butian Sect, and was appointed by the Heavenly Master himself. No matter how many righteous gods came to the Immortal Killing Platform, they could only submit obediently.
For eight thousand years, the power of Heaven has been rooted in the blood. Even if someone rebels one day, he will do it by overthrowing the Emperor of Heaven himself, and will never think of destroying Heaven.
After the Emperor Ziyang took over the Tai Sui tribe, thousands of Tai Sui gods patrolled the Shenzhou and enforced strict rules. Anyone who violated the rules would be imprisoned in the heavenly prison.
The Ministry of Punishment will impose severe and severe trials, ranging from dismissal of officials to removal from office, to execution in Xiantai. Hundreds of years.
The old blood that had not coagulated on the Immortal Immortal Platform was poured onto it again with new blood.
In the 8500th year of the Emperor's calendar, Emperor Ziyang abdicated on the pretext of having inner demons and became the first Emperor of Heaven less than a thousand years old.
After the second generation Emperor Jie Tian came to power, he immediately abolished many heavenly rules and significantly reduced the number of Suibu Zhengshen, which made the trembling gods breathe a sigh of relief.
…
"one
Ten thousand years is too long, just seize the day."
Zhou Yi sat cross-legged and looked up at the sky. The sky was filled with stars, and the sun and the moon were shining together.
"I have finally waited for this day." The stars shone brightly, condensing into thunder and falling suddenly.
Ten innate spiritual objects flew out of Zhouyi's sleeves, including lotus flowers, dew, divine stones, fairy peaches... They all fell into the mouth and turned into surging innate spiritual energy.
call!
With a gentle breath, the strong wind surged up against the sky, sweeping the thunder calamity into it. Rumble…
There was a series of loud noises, and the first thunderstorm gradually turned into nothingness.
Zhou Yi smiled and said: "It is not in vain that the poor Taoist has practiced hard for sixteen thousand years, nor is it in vain that these ten innate spiritual creatures have magical powers that are not weaker than those of human immortals."
While he was talking, another thunderstorm fell.
Zhou Yi pinched the magic formula with his hand, and used his magical powers like flowing water, instantly crushing the thunder calamity.
For thousands of years, all the magical powers and secrets of the three religions, as well as the classics of various dynasties and major religions, have been thoroughly understood, and tens of thousands of magical powers have been learned.
At this time, tens of thousands of magical powers converged into a colorful river, condensing into a bright divine light.
Facing the thunder tribulation, he passed through several thunder tribulations in a row. "Isn't this the calamity of human beings and immortals?"
Zhou Yi looked up to the sky and roared, as if he was venting all his cautiousness for sixteen thousand years. After passing the human-immortal tribulation, he truly stood at the top of the world.
Thunder calamities fell one after another, none of which could break through the divine light of all laws.
The sun, moon, and stars in the sky all shone brightly, the heaven and earth thousands of miles away solidified into a picture scroll, and the last thunderstorm fell.
Zhou Yi's eyes were cold and there was no fear in his eyes. He was extremely cautious before triggering the catastrophe, but he was fearless when the catastrophe fell. "break"
The Divine Light of Ten Thousand Dharmas collided with the Thunder Tribulation, and after a long time, the roar resounded across thousands of miles.
Zhou Yi stood in the sky, the strong wind blew by, and the Taoist robes rustled. The bright moon stalks and the stars hide. Immortal, finally come true
