I am immortal in the immortal world

Chapter 368
The fairy gate reopens.

The mundane wars will stop immediately, no blood feud, no grievances from lifetimes can compare to cultivating immortals.

Even if there are a few emperors and generals who are not clear-headed, no matter what reason they continue to fight, they all die suddenly.

Cultivators don't care about ordinary grievances!
One after another, monasteries have sprung up, built in the center of the city, and there is a formation prohibition for testing qualifications at the entrance.

Anyone who touches it can know the spiritual root qualifications.

In order to delay the coming of the next catastrophe, the Heavenly Court specially set the qualifications for chanting scriptures in the Taoist temple to be above the Erlinggen.

There is no one spiritual root in a million, and double spiritual roots are even rarer. The entire prefecture can barely make up 50 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 king.

Ordinary people, in front of monks, have no qualifications to negotiate conditions.

Moreover, because the Heavenly Gate has been closed for hundreds of years, there are no descendants of monks in the mortal world, let alone any blood relationship.

Many sect monks who were trapped on the mountain went down the mountain to look for high-quality disciples, but the heavens turned a blind eye to this, and this became the only immortal way for those with low spiritual roots.

During this period, countless legendary stories of masters going down the mountain happened in Fansu, which were compiled into story books and circulated widely.

Ordinary people read these stories happily, imagining that if they become monks, they can also be rich in wives and concubines, but in the eyes of immortals and true gods, it is just a child's trick.

Tianshan.

The land of leaks.

Zhou Yi has not gone down the mountain for a thousand years, and I don't know how many times he has performed the Yulu Jue, and the building tree is already four to five hundred feet high.

Jianmu grows on the top of the mountain, and the other end protrudes into the crack of the void. The violent turbulent flow of the void has no effect on it.

Lingshen doll looked up at the sky, and asked stupidly, "It's been another 1000 years, why hasn't this Jianmu branched yet?"

"Come on, come on!"

Zhou Yi comforted him as always, that's why the heart of a child is not good, so let's admit it.

The spirit ginseng baby nodded again and again, jumping up and down excitedly, suddenly received the summoning light, and used the escape method to fly to the east of the mountain.

Butian Sect opened the mountain to recruit disciples. Among them was a disciple with a wood spirit body and wood belonging to the sky spirit root. He was pure and quiet in nature. He became friends with Lingshen Doll and often played together.

Zhou Yi continued to perform the Yulu Jue, consuming life energy and ripening Jianmu.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Pindao's way of life is even crueler than the blessings of cattle and horses. I have never heard of [-] working continuously for thousands of years!"

"It's so difficult to return to the Void Immortal. If you are promoted to a True Immortal in the future, don't you still have to work for God?"

Zhou Yi chose to stay in this world, which was also one of the reasons.

After ascending to the fairy world, without the destiny, if he is not God's favorite cub, how can he dare to go through the ninety-nine calamities and break through the real fairy?

Or, for countless years, living cautiously and submissively, and getting together the spiritual objects needed to cross the catastrophe by chance, it would be better to be at ease in this world.

"Keep going!"

Zhou Yi's eyes were slightly closed, as if in a deep sleep, but his hands were automatically pinching the formula.

Casting a spell continuously for thousands of years has become a physical instinct. As long as you don't stop, your hands can continue to cast it.

"It's a pity that the electric wooden fish can't accumulate merit, otherwise we would already have immeasurable merit..."

In the misty sleep, I heard the call of the scalper.

Moo!
The scalper asked whether Buddhism would be allowed to ascend the throne of the Emperor of Heaven after cutting off the Emperor of Heaven.

Zhou Yi woke up in a trance, and his eyes swept over the scene of the mountain top. It seemed that it was the middle of winter, and a thick snow fell, which even dyed his body white.

The figure trembled, and the snowflakes flew.

Zhou Yi asked: "Buddhist monk, have you re-edited the Reincarnation Sutra?"

Moo!
Huang Niu said that Buddhism did not dare to violate the will of the immortal head, gathered countless eminent monks from Lingshan, and recompiled the Sutra of Reincarnation into the Daoist Sutra of Reincarnation, which no longer contains Buddhist principles.

Zhou Yi said: "Which monk contributed the most?"

Moo!
Huang Niu replied that Zen Master Sheng Yun had the most credit for revising the fundamental meaning of the Sutra of Reincarnation without affecting the art of reincarnation.

Zhou Yi nodded and said, "Then Zen Master Sheng Yun will be in charge of the Heavenly Court."

Moo!
The scalper agreed to come down, turned into a light and flew to the heavenly court. For major events involving the change of the emperor of heaven, he had to show up in person to support it, so as to demonstrate the majesty of the celestial master.

Master!

Now in Dongsheng Shenzhou, it is no longer the inheritance of Taoism, but pure name and Taoist name.

Single finger Zhou Yi alone!

After all, no one can understand why the mere God of Transformation Tianjun can live for so long.

In the past 500 years, there may not have been ambitious people who waited for Zhou Yi's death and dao to disappear, trying to win over a few human immortals and demon saints, so as to disrupt the structure of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

However, all the ambitious people died, and Zhou Yi was still alive and kicking in Tianshan.

Later, it was rumored that Zhouyi was not a human race, but some kind of long-lived monster race, such as Dragon Turtle, Xuanwu, etc., with a lifespan of up to 10 years!
All kinds of news are true and false, confusing and confusing.

The world of cultivating immortals has slowly accepted it. The heavenly court is controlled by the celestial master behind the scenes, and the heavenly emperor sits in the foreground. One front and one back, one yin and one yang, there has been no trouble for more than 2000 years.

There is no one who does not like a stable practice environment. Some monks have prayed that the celestial master will live forever, and the heaven will be peaceful for thousands of years!
The Tiandi calendar is 7100 years.

The Buddha Emperor, who was firmly seated as the Emperor of Heaven, promulgated important rules of heaven.

When the population of Dongsheng Shenzhou reached the limit, the true god responsible for controlling the children began to cast spells to ban fertility.

This is the solution thought out by Lingshan Buddhism during the closure of Tianmen, which can effectively delay or even prevent the expansion of life, and there is no need to close the fairy gate.

Dongsheng Shenzhou, Buddhism declined.

Buddhism has self-knowledge. This time it was enthroned with the help of tampering with the scriptures of reincarnation. It has once again suffered for the ancestors. There may be no such opportunity next time.

Other orthodox sects will definitely use the excuse of doctrinal issues to prevent Buddhism from ruling the heaven!
Therefore, after countless gods and monks pondered hard, they came up with a solution to the expansion of life, and specially studied the mysterious method for this purpose.

Buddhism has made such great achievements, and after 3000 years, it will take turns to be the emperor of heaven, and no one can stop it!
Tianshan.

peak.

Zhou Yi guessed the small thoughts of Buddhism, but he didn't have the idea to stop them. The three religions must be rolled up so that the Heavenly Court can operate better.

Buddhism has made great achievements, but after a thousand years, Butianjiao can't be mediocre?
After that, Emperor Jie Tian had to think of a way, how 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 fairy gate and letting the mortals conquer and fight, half of the population died in war, hunger, and natural disasters.

Simply cut off from the source, and the mundane will save a lot of pain!

"Continue to doze off."

Zhou Yi found a comfortable position, lying on the top of the mountain and sleeping soundly, performing the same formula with both hands, but the left hand was a few mudras behind, and when the right hand finished performing the Yulu formula, the left hand just followed.

Reincarnation goes back and forth, casting spells like this consumes more than [-]% of life energy.

The long years cycle.

Ordinary princes and generals, the arrogance of the world of cultivating immortals, the righteous gods of the heavens...

Individual heroes come on stage one after another, shine and then call a curtain call. The glorious experience of a lifetime is enough to be featured in the history books, but in Zhou Yi's eyes, they just close their eyes and open them again.

Just took a nap!

Zhou Yi looked at the crying Lingshen doll: "What's going on?"

"Que Yuan is dead."

Lingshen baby burst into tears: "I persuaded him to enshrine the gods with incense, but he refused to listen, saying that it was for the sake of staying together, and he was willing to try the heavens with his body!"

Zhou Yi's face was strange, and countless Tianjiao died under the catastrophe, which was nothing ordinary in his eyes.

"What does it mean to stay together forever? When you go to the foot of the mountain to play, what does it look like?"

Lingshen baby's crying stopped abruptly, her complexion was reddish, and her figure turned into a young Taoist nun in a flash. Her appearance was not very gorgeous, but she had an aura that made people approachable.

"Back then, in order to hide my identity, I changed into this way and wandered around in the church, and happened to meet Que Yuan..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Zhou Yi hurriedly stopped, not interested in the "love" of the Lingshen doll, and he didn't dare to be interested, and said: "From now on, you can just go down the mountain as a Taoist boy. There are scalpers protecting you, so don't be afraid of being caught making alchemy."

"OK then."

Lingshen doll clenched her fists and said, "Immortal Chief, I will definitely cultivate to that supreme realm, pull Que Yuan back from reincarnation, and say to him: I'm sorry!"

"Good, good, responsible."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, this guy has experienced life and death love, it seems that he has grown a lot in an instant,
The spirit ginseng doll was serious for a few breaths, her face collapsed immediately, and she asked, "When will this Jianmu fork?"

Zhou Yi grabbed the Lingshen doll and threw it hundreds of miles away.

"You are good at cultivation, it's much better than relying on foreign things!"

Looking up at Jianmu, whose height was unknown, Zhou Yi's eyes flashed brightly. He had already obtained six innate spiritual objects, and the day of mending the sky was not far away.

"continue to sleep!"

Zhou Yi dozed off lying on the bluestone, casting spells with both hands.

I don't know how long it took.

The scalper wakes up Zhouyi, reminds that it is time for the reincarnation of heaven and earth, and asks Butianjiao who can take up this position.

"Niu'er, why don't you also serve as a millennium?"

Moo!
The scalper shook his head again and again, he had no interest in the bitter and tired Heavenly Emperor, so he might as well doze off beside the immortal.

Zhou Yi asked again: "Yang Xuan, Sun Changsheng, do you want to be the Emperor of Heaven?"

The scalper shook his head, Yang Xuan devoted himself to multiplying the witch clan, and Sun Changsheng had an unruly temper, neither of them had any intention of being the emperor of heaven.

Zhou Yi sighed: "What I want to do is inappropriate, and what I don't want to do is fighting over and over again."

Moo!
The scalper asked why the three religions were not in charge of the heavens in reincarnation according to the rules set back then.

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Let Ziyangzi take the role. In recent years, the gods of heaven have been a little slack. Ziyangzi is in charge of the law enforcement hall. He has a strong temper, and he just needs to rectify it!"

Moo!
The ox showed doubts on his face, why the fairy chief didn't go down the mountain, so he knew the changes in the heaven.

Buddhism originally dislikes killing. Zen Master Sheng Yun has been in charge of the heavenly court for thousands of years, and the platform of killing immortals has fallen to ashes. There has never been a true god who has sentenced to death.

Zen Master Sheng Yun did this for the sake of the next Buddhist rotation, so that the gods of heaven can give more support.

"Pindao doesn't know the situation of the Heavenly Court, nor does he use magic to calculate, but human nature is like this, and it will inevitably slack off after a long time."

Zhou Yi said: "Tell Ziyangzi that a large-scale rectification will be carried out immediately after he ascends the throne, regardless of his background or anyone's face."

"Catch but not catch, catch; kill but not kill, kill!"

Moo!
The scalper bowed to take the order, stepped on the cloud and flew to the Law Enforcement Hall, discussing with Ziyangzi how to rectify the chaos in the heaven.

a few days later.

The sixth Heavenly Emperor ascended the throne, not to make up the sky to teach the law, but to be the elder of the Hall of Law Enforcement.

Not long after he came to the throne, the Emperor of Heaven used the pretext of Taisui's Japanese wandering gods to collude with the mountain gods to make false accounts and take the spiritual objects of the mineral veins as his own.

Jia Zi Tai Sui was not strictly supervised, and he was thrown into a prison awaiting trial, and the Riyou God was sent directly to Zhanxiantai.

Shui Yunzi, the true god of the Taisui Department, resigned, and changed from the head of one department to the Moon Poxing Lord. He lost all his power, but managed to retain his fame in his later years.

The foundation of the new Emperor of Heaven is not stable, and such a political atmosphere should cause the gods to join forces to oppose it.

However, the Heavenly Emperor was born in the Butian Sect, and was appointed by the Heavenly Master himself, so no matter how many righteous gods go to the Xiantai, they can only obey obediently.

For 8000 years, the power of Heaven has been rooted in the blood. Even if someone rebels one day, he will overthrow the Emperor himself and will never think about destroying Heaven.

After Ziyang Tiandi took down the Taisui Department, thousands of Taisui gods patrolled Shenzhou, and the rules of heaven were strict. Anyone who violated it would be imprisoned in the prison.

The Ministry of Punishment will judge severely and severely, and the official will be dismissed if it is light, and the Xiantai will be killed if it is serious.

Hundred years.

The old blood hadn't coagulated on the Zhanxiantai, but the new blood poured on it again.

In the 8500th year of the Tiandi calendar, Ziyang Tiandi abdicated on the pretext of being overwhelmed by demons, and became the first emperor who was less than a thousand years old.

After the second generation of Jietian Emperor came to power, he immediately abolished many rules of heaven and greatly reduced the righteous gods of the age department, which relieved the trembling gods.

……

"1 years is too long, seize the day!"

Zhou Yi sat cross-legged, looked up at the sky, the sky was full of stars, the sun and the moon were shining together.

"Finally wait for this day!"

The starlight was shining brightly, condensing into a thunder calamity and crashing down.

Ten innate spiritual objects flew out of Zhouyi's cuffs, lotus, dew, divine stone, fairy peach...all of them fell into the mouth and turned into surging innate spiritual energy.

call!
Blowing lightly, the strong wind blows up against the sky, sweeping the thunder calamity into it.

rumbling...

With a series of loud noises, the first thunder calamity gradually turned into nothingness.

Zhou Yi showed a smile on his face: "It's not in vain to practice hard for 6000 years, and it's not in vain for these ten innate spiritual creatures, whose supernatural powers are not weaker than human immortals!"

While speaking, another thunder disaster fell.

Zhou Yi pinched the magic formula with his hands, and cast out magical powers like flowing water, smashing the thunder calamity instantly.

For thousands of years, the supernatural powers and secret arts of the three religions, all the dynasties and great religious classics, have all been thoroughly understood, and they have learned thousands of supernatural powers and tens of thousands of spells.

At this time, tens of thousands of spells and magical powers converged into a colorful river, condensing into a radiant divine light.

Swipe against the thunder calamity, and survive several thunder calamities in a row.

"The catastrophe of immortals is nothing more than that!"

Zhou Yi raised his head to the sky and roared, as if he had vented all the care he had spent in the past 6000 years. After passing the human and immortal calamity, he truly stood at the top of the world.

A series of thunder tribulations fell, and none of them could break through the divine light of Wanfa.

The sun, moon, and stars in the sky shone together, thousands of miles of heaven and earth solidified into a picture scroll, and the last thunder calamity fell.

Zhou Yi's eyes were cold, without any fear in his eyes, he was extremely cautious before triggering the catastrophe, and he was fearless when the catastrophe fell.

"break!"

Wanfa Divine Light collided with Lei Jie, and after a long time, the roar resounded for thousands of miles.

Zhou Yi stood in the air, the wind blew past, and his Taoist robes rattled.

The bright moon sneaks in, and the stars hide.

Immortals finally succeed!
(End of this chapter)