I am immortal in the immortal world

Chapter 353 The Inheritance of the Witch Race
this day.

Misty.

Zhou Yi saw the city wall from a distance, and the word "Shancheng" was written on the gate.

The soldiers on duty had just opened the city gate when they saw an old man with a white beard walking over with a medicine box on his back.

"God is above."

The soldier asked, "Where does the old man come from?"

"The poor Taoist practiced in the Mysterious Temple of Wuliang Mountain, this is the ultimatum."

Zhou Yi took out the ultimatum from his cuff, which was of course transformed by illusion.

Since the Heavenly Court took control of Shenzhou, they have unified the certificates, road guides and other documents of various countries, which greatly facilitated communication.

The imperial court strictly controlled the movement of people, there was no way to lead them to run around, and the local yamen had the right to arrest and interrogate them.Therefore, Zhou Yi went out as a Taoist priest or a monk, and as long as he had a degree certificate, he could travel legally.

"It turned out to be Master Xuan Yi."

The soldiers bowed and saluted: "Please enter the city, our county grandpa admires Taoism, and there is no need to pay for meals in the city."

Zhou Yi was surprised and said: "There are such good things, aren't you afraid that someone will fool around?"

The soldier said: "Above is the Heavenly Emperor and the True God, and below is the Land City God. The Huanghuang God monitors all directions, and those who cheat on food and drink will automatically appear."

"It makes sense."

A strange color flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes. Ordinary people in other realms also enshrined the Heavenly Emperor and the Heavenly Court, but they were not like the people of Shancheng hanging on the edge.

I don't know if I know the existence of the Heavenly Court or believe in the existence of the Heavenly Court!

Zhou Yi entered the city, counted with his fingers routinely, and immediately found a way to quickly earn merit.

From the east to the west of the city, from the south to the north of the city, until sunset, I came to a restaurant to taste local specialties.

"The karma is reduced by a hair!"

Zhou Yi picked up a dessert called plum blossom cake and tasted it carefully. There were a few more ingredients in it, and after eating it, his mouth was full of the cold fragrance of plum blossom.

"good."

Having lived for more than 8000 years, eating all over two continents, he has long since become a gourmet master, and he can make Zhou Yi say that he has a good pastry, which he has not seen once in more than ten years.

At this time.

Three more guests walked in swaggeringly.

Xiao Er hurried over to greet him: "Welcome, what would you like to eat?"

The guests glanced at the restaurant, did not take a seat, but took out a seal from their arms, which was stamped with the official seal.

"I'm from the yamen, and I was ordered to make an unannounced visit on the street. According to the rules set by the county magistrate, you must first say that the emperor is above you when you enter the door. Did you say so?"

"This this this..."

Xiaoer looked at the seal, his face turned pale: "The little ones are usually discussed when the food is served."

The yamen servant said: "It's too late, the store will be closed for three days according to the rules."

The shopkeeper hurried over and kept bowing: "Forgive me, forgive me! He just came from the countryside and doesn't know the rules of the city. I'm sure I'll teach you well."

"late."

The yamen servant pulled out the iron ruler from his waist, and made a gesture to drive away the guests, when suddenly there was a piece of broken silver in his hand.

After weighing the weight, the yamen servant said, "If it's his first crime, he will be banned for two days!"

The shopkeeper's face showed bitterness, and he had no choice but to take out two pieces of silver and stuffed them into the hands of the yamen servant: "I invite you to the private room, I have prepared a banquet for you."

"That's right."

The yamen servant waved his hand and went upstairs with two helpers.

Zhou Yi was quite interesting, it wasn't about the yamen servants asking for money, his method of sending money and collecting money himself was much better than this.

What is interesting is to ask for the reason, which is usually an excuse for inspection, unhygienic, easy to leak water and other reasons.

"Little Er, come here."

Zhou Yi waved his hand and asked in a low voice: "Why do you always say that the Emperor of Heaven is above?"

"Guest officer, this is the rule set by the magistrate."

Xiao Er said with a mournful face: "The magistrate of the county stipulates that anyone who welcomes, greets or greets him must hang the words "God of Heaven", otherwise he will be arrested and beaten."

Zhou Yi asked, "Is there no reason?"

"It is said that it can ward off evil spirits and make the weather smooth."

Xiao Er thought about it carefully, and said: "It is indeed the case. I heard from outsiders that monsters often harm people, but Shan County has never had it, and it has always been a good year."

"It really works."

Zhou Yi was amazed, and became interested in the county magistrate whom he had never met.

The Heavenly Court needs a large amount of incense to maintain the cultivation of the righteous gods, so the lands with a lot of incense are naturally taken care of.The county magistrate obviously knew about this and couldn't explain it to the people, so he forcibly set the rules.

It may seem outrageous and unreasonable, but it is actually very beneficial!
have eaten.

Zhou Yi was walking on the street with a medicine box on his back. Sure enough, as Xiaoer said, the common people would say "Heaven is above" before greeting each other.

It sounds particularly awkward, as if I have returned to Fozhou.

At the gate of the county government.

Zhou Yi went in alone, and the guards on duty turned a blind eye to him. When he came to the Houya study, he saw the county magistrate.

"He's actually a Golden Core cultivator? Is the world of cultivating immortals in such a mess now? The majestic Zhenjun came to Fansu to be a seventh-rank county magistrate!"

The county magistrate was checking the pleadings, flipping through them, giving instructions extremely fast.When encountering a case with insufficient evidence, you can know the reason by counting with your fingers, and write down the case process.

More than a dozen certificates were resolved in a short time.

"Do it and do some meritorious deeds."

The county magistrate made a trick, turned into an old man with an ordinary face, left the county government office to do good deeds on the street, not knowing that all his actions fell into the eyes of outsiders.

"What a wonderful person!"

Zhou Yi clapped his hands in admiration, no wonder there are few criminals in the city, so this person was emptied out, and he glanced at the signature of the document.

Zhou Ziming.

"It turned out to be a family member. The poor Taoist seeks people to support one or two people, and he is promoted to manage a state. The merits he has accumulated will be as poor as the poor Taoist, and the karma will be reduced a lot faster!"

……

Monkey Mountain.

One of the two holy places of Dongsheng Shenzhou Monster Clan.

Because Sun Changsheng has been in seclusion all year round and does not accept Yaozu to join him, his reputation is much worse than that of Qingyun Mountain.

There is a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, called the Temple of Longevity, in which the Patriarch of Longevity is enshrined.

Yang Xuan kowtowed three times and bowed nine times in front of the god statue, shouting: "Disciples pay homage to Master!"

Sun Changsheng said: "The master did not die, but returned to the upper realm. My old grandson has already overstepped the limit of accepting apprentices, so you can only be a registered disciple of the Changsheng lineage."

"Brother leading the door, it is already a great kindness."

Yang Xuan said: "If there is a chance to ascend in the future, Junior Brother will definitely pay respects to Master and pray to be included in the gate wall!"

"It's hard! It's hard!"

Sun Changsheng said: "You don't even have a spiritual root, how can you talk about ascending to the fairyland? What's more, the exercises taught by the master stop at building foundations, and you need to explore on your own later."

While speaking, lightly tapped Yang Xuan's forehead, introducing the method of Qi and Blood Martial Dao practice.

"Thank you master, thank you brother!"

Yang Xuan sat cross-legged on the spot, mobilizing the Qi and blood in his body according to the practice method, and flowing through the meridians.

In just a moment, the power of Qi and blood was condensed.

Sun Changsheng exclaimed: "Junior brother doesn't know what to follow. He doesn't practice cultivation, but he is as angry and bloody as a dragon!"

An hour later.

Yang Xuan circulated his energy and blood, condensing into red armor on the surface of his body.

The manifestation of Qi and blood of ordinary warriors is only a thin layer of gauze. Even if the cultivation is perfect, it is impossible to turn into a real armor.

a day later.

Yang Xuan raised his head to the sky and screamed, blood pills condensed in the dantian.

With Qi and blood blessing the arm, the burst of power is several times greater, and then wrestling with the big monster, one hand can win.

Sun Changsheng showed a smile on his face: "Junior brother is very talented, just suitable for this qi and blood martial arts, the human body has Zhou Tianqiao acupoint, you should first condense them all, and then it will not be too late to explore the way out."

Yang Xuan got up, kowtowed three times and bowed nine times to Sun Changsheng.

"Thank you senior brother, if you didn't teach the exercises, I don't know if I would be able to save my parents in this life."

"Brothers of the same school, it's too rare to say these things."

Sun Changsheng laughed strangely, joined in the fun and said that it was not a big deal: "It's better to let Lao Sun take action and rescue your parents, it's just a small matter."

Yang Xuan shook his head and said: "Let the younger brother solve it by himself first, if it doesn't work, I will definitely ask the younger brother to help."

Sun Changsheng nodded slightly, walked around Yang Xuan a few times, sighed and shook his head again.

"Master has repeatedly taught that when cultivating immortals, don't be shy when asking questions. If you can borrow strength, you will never attack, and if you can fight, you will never single out. Junior brother, you have no temper!"

Yang Xuan's face twitched, and his impression of the real immortals in the sky suddenly burst.

a few days later.

Yang Xuan refined the acupuncture point on his left leg, stepped on it, and the ground split tens of feet apart.

a month later.

The acupoints of the limbs were refined, and when Yang Xuan raised his hands and feet, bursts of thunder erupted.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and a year passes.

In the end, Yang Xuan refined the acupoint between the eyebrows, and the Zhoutian acupoint was instantly connected into one body. During the process of storing and circulating Qi and blood, there was a muffled rolling sound of thunder.

Mysterious textures appeared between the brows, strands of memory passed down, appearing in the soul.

Sun Changsheng manifested out of thin air, and said, "Junior brother, try your strength again."

"Brother, offended."

Yang Xuan's energy and blood circulated, and he slammed into Sun Changsheng's body, but he still didn't even shake the hem of his clothes.

"drink!"

The sound was like thunder, textures appeared on the surface of Yang Xuan's body, and his figure quickly swelled like a little giant.

Sun Changsheng was surprised and said, "You can perform it by yourself?"

According to the inheritance in memory, Yang Xuan mobilized his qi and blood, and performed a method called combat skills. All his power was concentrated in his right fist, which blasted past like a tide.

Dozens of forces were punched out with one punch, and the taoist robe that was originally shaking with the wind trembled unnaturally.

"Not bad."

Sun Changsheng clapped his palms and praised: "Standing still, without using magic power, the poor man can shake the hem of his clothes. This kind of strength is already comparable to that of Jindan physical cultivation!"

Yang Xuan was speechless for a while, not knowing whether the senior brother was praising or showing off.

The pride of gaining great power disappeared in an instant. Compared with the peerless immortals, the golden core is no different from ants.

"Brother, I am now comparable to Jindan, can I save my parents?"

"Far from enough."

Sun Changsheng shook his head and said, "Do you know your mother's life experience?"

Yang Xuan said: "Mother said that she was lucky enough to get the cultivation technique, and she has a good spiritual root, so she can become a Jindan Zhenjun by self-cultivation."

"Hey, apart from Qingyun Mountain, how can there be any real casual cultivators in Dongsheng Shenzhou? Occasionally there are a few, either with deep backgrounds or spies from the Heavenly Court!"

When Sun Changsheng mentioned Tianting, his face was full of disdain: "Not only is your mother not a casual cultivator, but she has a lot of background, and she will even become the master of Shenzhou in the future!"

Yang Xuan said in amazement: "The Lord of Shenzhou, isn't that the Emperor of Heaven?"

"It is the Emperor of Heaven, but the next Emperor of Heaven."

Sun Changsheng said: "Your mother is a descendant of the Heavenly Emperor. I don't know the exact number of generations. She is also the only Heavenly Spiritual Root in the royal family. Since the day she was born, there has been a righteous god to flatter her. In the future, there will be a female emperor in the Heavenly Court!"

"..."

No matter how much Yang Xuan guessed, he never thought that his mother had such a big background.

The difference between Qingyun Mountain casual cultivators and the Heavenly Emperor can be described as clouds and mud, and it is even more unexpected that his mother would give up her honorable status and enjoy the mountains and fields with her father.

"Brother, since my mother is so honorable, why did she encounter disaster?"

"On Dongsheng Shenzhou, there is only one who dares to touch your mother... no, three!"

Sun Changsheng said: "Poverty Dao, Brother Niu, and Heavenly Emperor, the rest are true gods, and they dare not drive demons to frame them."

Yang Xuan said in a deep voice, "Why?"

"There are many reasons for this."

Sun Changsheng said: "Thinking about it on the bright side, maybe the Emperor of Heaven disliked your father, maybe your mother has a marriage contract, or maybe he was arrested and disciplined, etc."

Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good..."

Before he finished speaking, Sun Changsheng interrupted.

"This may be less than a hundred! If it is discipline, how can you kill your brother? No matter how far the blood is, no matter how low the talent is, he is also a descendant of the Emperor of Heaven."

Yang Xuan said: "Brother, if you have any guesses, just say it!"

Sun Changsheng said: "There may be many bad ones. For example, some weird magic methods can be used to seize the body and prolong life. The practice of the Shinto is weird, and it may be better to change the body if you rely on incense!"

Yang Xuan turned pale, bowed and said, "Brother, please save my parents!"

"Don't worry."

Sun Changsheng said: "Poverty Dao went to the capital of Dayong when you were practicing. Your parents are practicing in the blessed land. Apart from not being able to go out, it is even better than Qingyun Mountain!"

Yang Xuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, seeing Sun Changsheng full of gratitude.

The legendary great sage of the monster clan really recognized himself as his junior with all sincerity, and he didn't have any bad intentions.

"Brother, let my parents practice for the time being, I want to break into Dayong Capital by myself!"

"Good ambition!"

Sun Changsheng said: "The poor Taoist will follow behind you. Whoever dares to bully the small with a big stick and smash the capital with a stick, the emperor will not dare to fart that day."

"Thank you, brother."

Yang Xuan said: "After cultivating the Zhou Tianqiao acupoint, junior brother, I have obtained the bloodline inheritance, and I know the origin of the black lines."

"What's the history?"

Sun Changsheng hurriedly asked, then waved his hand and said: "Forget it, forget it, there is no need to tell my old grandson, if you are good at cultivation, you need some spiritual things and just ask."

"Brother treats me with sincerity, so what is a mere bloodline inheritance?"

Yang Xuan said: "Brother, please cast spells to isolate the secrets of the heavens. The suspicion of this matter is too serious. If it is spread, it will even attract the arrival of true immortals from the upper realm!"

Sun Changsheng scratched his head curiously, but confirmed again and again: "Really?"

Yang Xuan said solemnly: "Brother treats me like a parent, so what can't be said!"

Sun Changsheng opened his mouth and spat out the red orb, which rose into the air and fell with blood-colored divine light, separating the inside and outside of the Temple of Longevity.

"This thing is the origin of my old grandson. It is comparable to a real fairy, and no one in Shenzhou can beat it."

"Brother, I am not a pure-blooded human race, I still have the blood of the witch race in my body."

Yang Xuan said in a deep voice: "According to the inheritance of memory, the history of the Wu Clan is far longer than that of the Human Clan, and can be compared with the Monster Clan. The Witch Clan has all kinds of strange shapes, and my branch is called Jumang."

"The Witch Clan is born with extremely tyrannical physical bodies. The Great Witch in my memory has the power to hold mountains and surpass seas, and can easily shatter the void. His strength is comparable to that of a human immortal!"

"The cultivation method is witchcraft, and it can also cast witchcraft similar to magic spells. It has combat skills similar to physical training in close quarters, and innate supernatural powers similar to monster races."

Yang Xuan displayed his talents, and the texture of his body surface glowed with red light, shining on the flowers and plants used to decorate the palace.

Flowers and plants quickly spread their branches, bloom and wither in an instant, and grow mature seeds.

"This is the ripening talent of the Goumang clan. Since I only have thin blood in my body, I can only ripen ordinary flowers and plants. I still need the help of my senior brother to open the Wushen Temple to be baptized and become a real Wu clan!"

(End of this chapter)