I am immortal in the immortal world

Chapter 211 Times change
After Zhou Yi entered the door, the shopkeeper of the bookstore kept observing carefully.

The material of the Tibetan Taoist robe is indistinguishable, the stitches are fine and even, it seems to be a fabric woven by a machine, but it looks natural and comfortable, without the rigidity of mass production.

"Such exquisite skills cost a few taels of silver per foot!"

The shopkeeper is well-informed, and when he accompanied his master to Xianjing to buy new printing machines, he learned that the food and clothing used by the children of the aristocratic family and Taoist real people were all crafted a hundred years ago.

Poor people wear machine-woven cloth!
Looking at the hosta on the head and the cloud shoes on the feet, the details can be seen in the subtleties.

The shopkeeper rolled his eyes, leaned over and bowed his head: "Master Taoist, do you need a Taoist scripture? A hundred years ago, the real Huaiyun hand-copied it!"

"Take a look."

Zhou Yi's spiritual sense has scanned all the history books, and roughly knows the changes in the past 60 years, but the records in the history books are broad, and you need to experience it to know the details.

The shopkeeper took out an exquisite wooden box from under the counter, and after opening it was a thread-bound book, "Notes on Zhang Huaiyun's Alchemy".

"Alchemy?"

Zhou Yi was quite surprised, he took out the book and flipped through it, turning over a page with a gloomy face.

The shopkeeper didn't know why, so he tentatively said: "Master Dao, is there something wrong with this book?"

"The book is fine, what about the content... Humph!"

Zhou Yi started to investigate and found out that the ink marks on the paper have been around for a hundred years, and they are indeed genuine ancient relics.

What is recorded in the scriptures is not Taoist scriptures, nor the method of alchemy and utensil refining, but expounds the composition of Yin and Yang and five elements of all things in the world, which are refined into gunpowder, glass and lime under the interaction.

On the last page of the book, a real person named Zhang Huaiyun pointed out that most of the methods of refining alchemy in the Taoist scriptures belonged to the fantasy of the Taoist sages about the immortal way of longevity.

He also warned the disciples of later generations not to be stubborn and stick to the rules, but to realize the mistakes and correct them in order to prosper Taoism!

"Evil, this guy has lost all the face of the patriarch!"

Zhou Yi asked with a dark face: "What is the status of this Huaiyun in the Taoist sect?"

The shopkeeper said: "Zhen Zhenren is the only recognized Daoist sage since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty. After he became immortal, the imperial court canonized the Xuanmiao Taoist Monarch of Hongjiao Puji Kaihua, and he was enshrined by the incense of the four Taoist sects!"

Zhou Yi sighed helplessly, never thought that the popularization of machines would have such an impact.

"How much does this book sell for?"

"This book is in the owner's collection, so it shouldn't be sold."

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "Since the Taoist priest likes it, it only costs 500 taels to return the item to the old master scripture and return it to the Taoist school!"

Zhou Yi took out his cuff and took out a large gold ingot to pay the bill.

The shopkeeper's eyes were wide open, the handmade clothes, the gold ingots, and the strength of his hands holding the gold, he couldn't help being terrified in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything about checking the fineness or passing the scale.

This kind of strong man who follows the ancient rituals of a hundred years ago is out of tune with the current situation. At the least, he is not pleasing to the eye, and at the worst, he will fight!

Zhou Yi put away the books, walked out of the bookstore and looked up at the sky again. Who would have thought that the common people would change their appearance after just a hundred years.

The black smoke is only the appearance, and the change of people's hearts is the essence!
"Fortunately, if you become a Kunlun Cave, you can practice in the common world. Otherwise, after hundreds of years of retreat, the poor Taoist would really become an ignorant ancient!"

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Xianjing.

Emperor Taishi named the capital after Kunlun Wonderland.

Zhu Kang claimed to be the younger brother of Emperor Taishi, and he practiced together in Kunlun Mountains, so he continued to use the old name after the founding of the country.

Before Zhou Yi entered the capital, he first saw a few big chimneys emitting black smoke.

The mottled gray city wall was still built hundreds of years ago. The monks used magic to cut and strengthen the rocks. It is still used today, and it is still the most important protective force for the capital.

Black iron cannons protruded from the arrow stacks, and the guards on duty wore iron armor, with steel knives and firecrackers on their waists.

Enter the city gate.

The main street is more than ten feet wide, and there are rows of shops on the left and right, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians and horses.

Zhou Yi's eyesight was excellent, and he saw the huge pendulum standing at the end of the street from a distance, shining with the luster of steel under the sunlight.

"Daoist, please show me the ultimatum."

The speaking middle-aged man was wrapped in a navy blue shorts, black trousers, and wore a soap scarf on his head.

"Where do you buy a house?"

Zhou Yi opened his hands, empty without any objects, and the Du Die in his impression appeared in the man's eyes.

The man pushed his glasses to see the real person's seal of Baiyunguan clearly, and his tone became more respectful: "Yaxing is at No. 12 on Kunlun Street."

Zhou Yi refused the man to lead the way, asked how to get there, and strolled on the street at a leisurely pace.

The capital city is the center of change, and it is much more advanced than the northern border cities, as evidenced by the more and bigger chimneys and the soot floating in the air.

Chimneys, pendulums, petty officials, tooth shops...

Strange and harmonious fusion in a scene.

Zhou Yi walked into the shop with the copper coin logo, and saw a counter that was half a person high. Since there were no seats, he could only stoop to his waist. Some people deposited gold and silver dollars into bills, or exchanged them the other way around.

Observed for a while and left, took out the silver ingot and kneaded it gently, and it became a brand new standard silver coin.

The figure engraved on the front of the silver coin is not the emperor, but a Taoist priest sitting cross-legged.

Kunlun Street.

The main road that runs through the capital and goes directly to the imperial palace is more than twenty feet wide, a perfect continuation of the idea that big is beautiful, and more is better.

A NO.13.

The dental industry has not changed much from the past, and perhaps still abides by some old rules, but listening to the jingling of the clock, I don't know how long the industry inheritance can last.

As soon as Zhou Yi entered the door, the clothes fell into the eyes of the middle-aged Yaren. He immediately handed over the guest in his hand to his apprentice, and came over to ask respectfully.

"I don't know what I need to buy?"

Zhou Yi said: "A shop."

"The Taoist priest please come to the box to discuss in detail."

Yaren bowed his body to lead the way. Da Zhou has worshiped Taoism since the Taizu, and the Taoist people are so rich that they are worthy of respect in the eyes of ordinary people.

The private rooms are furnished in an antique style, with mahogany tables and chairs, landscape scrolls, and green smoke curling from sandalwood.

The two parties sat down, and the Yaman asked: "Master Taoist, what price do you want for the house?"

"Ningde Square, the price doesn't matter."

There are many gold and silver jewels in the Zhouyi storage bag, and if you take it out randomly, you will find hundreds of thousands of antiques. As long as you live long enough, bottles and cans worth a few cents back then are also worth gold.

After receiving the catalog handed over by Yaren, I checked the stores one by one, and chose the one that was closer to the former residence, with a price of 5000 taels.

An hour later.

The yamen has established written documents, changed the name of the head of the household, and paid both money and goods.

Zhou Yi discovered that the status of a Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple was quite useful in the Great Zhou Dynasty, saving troubles such as queuing.

So he turned the fake into the real and created a certificate, the identity is to follow the master to practice in the mountains for a long time, and he first entered the mundane world to practice.

Another illusion was performed, and the account card was obtained from the Yamen.

Ningde Square.

patio.

Zhou Yi pinched off the rusted iron lock, pushed the door open, and saw dust and fallen leaves all over the place, the walls were mottled and peeled off, the main house and the east wing had collapsed.

"Pindao's thousand-year-old residence has gone through four dynasties, but no one has occupied it."

"It seems that some mortal old people still have inheritance!"

(End of this chapter)