I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World Chapter 312

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this day.

There are monks and Taoists, scribes and beggars, blacksmiths and soldiers, and so on.

Most of the breath is Yuanying Daojun, there are a few obscure and inexplicable, and the monks next to them bowed and saluted, obviously it was God Huatian.

a few days ago.

Zhou Yiguang issued an invitation to invite Taoist friends from all over the world to taste immortal brewing.

All the people who received the invitations rushed to Qingyun Mountain. It was just at the time of the consecration of gods. The wine tasting was just an excuse, and everyone wanted to know first-hand news in advance.

Mountain Temple.

Yongsheng Hall.

Carved railings and jade, exotic flowers and plants.

The spiritual mist on the ground is churning like a fairyland, and the roof is made of pure gold, shining brightly.

God Huashen Tianjun entered the hall and saw many rare spirits, which were placed in the corner as decorations at will, and he couldn't help but marvel at the extravagance!

There are already more than twenty people in the hall, divided into left and right. The front seats are all beggars, scholars and other strange clothes, and the Yuanying Daojun Dao robe and monk robes look more immortal.

The cultivation base has reached the realm of God Transformation.

The mana is difficult to advance, and the lifespan lasts two or three thousand years, so the old cultivators have strange temperaments, and they like to go to the mundane to sharpen their minds.

After a long time, the real man became a beggar literati, or a blacksmith soldier.

The banquet has not yet officially started, and the hall is bustling and noisy.

Zhou Yi shuttled back and forth in the hall, chatting and tasting wine with the guests one by one. Due to his long lifespan, both the monk's alchemy talisman and the mortal's qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, have already realized the realm of mastery.

Therefore, he can talk about any topic and express his own unique opinions, which attracted the cultivator's repeated admiration.

At this time.

A ray of light fell into the hall and turned into a white-haired old man. His robe was scruffy and stained with oil stains from somewhere.

Zhou Yi hurriedly greeted him, "I have seen Senior Brother Hong."

"Junior Brother Sun doesn't need to be polite, the old man is thick-skinned, and he doesn't invite you to drink."

The old Taoist glanced at the monks in the hall, and the light flashed in front of the left. Next to them were fellow disciples of the Jietian Sect.

In front of him is a jade case with a spirit fruit jug on it.

He picked up the jug and gulped, and winked at the middle-aged Taoist opposite: "Hey, isn't this Li Jianxian of the Heaven-Mending Sect, the swordsman prodigy who is known to be born every thousand years, why do you want to take the shortcut of Fengshen?"

Li Jianxian raised his eyelids, ignoring the old man, such agitation would not cause even a trace of embarrassment.

Which of the monks in the temple is not a generation of wizards, otherwise they would not be in the eyes of immortals. However, when the cultivation base has reached such a state, talent alone is not enough to make a breakthrough.

Noon is approaching.

Most of the seats in the hall were full, not only the monks of the three sects, but also the other great sectarians.

Zhou Yi came to the top and said with a toast.

"Pin Dao's qualifications are low, his mana is shallow, and he was fortunate to be respected by his master, so he presided over the matter of conferring gods. Today, I invite all Daoists.

Friends tasting wine, that is, after asking the master, you can reveal some news first!”

"Also ask for your brother/sister-in-law's advice!"

The cultivator in the hall stood up and returned the salute, even if God Hua Tianjun didn't dare to take it, there were three disciples of the Immortals in front of him.

What's more, if you are directly responsible for conferring gods, even if you know that it is the ancestors of various sects, the executors can make minor changes.

"Now the ancestors of the various religions are refining the gods..."

Zhou Yi held a banquet today to get out of trouble.

Heavenly Court is a secret at the moment, but it won't be long before the immortals of the sects will spread the news, and they will simply open it up and say that they can sell a person's love.

There was silence in the hall, and all the monks memorized Zhou Yi's words word for word in their hearts, and went back to analyze them repeatedly with their sects and clansmen.

After a while.

Zhou Yi said: "There are only so many, the specific Heavenly Court positions, Heavenly Rules, Pindao do not know!

"Thank you, brother / brother!"

"Being able to know a few days in advance, I owe my junior brother a big favor!"

"Heavenly Court, I don't know which ancestor proposed these mysterious methods of conferring gods..."

The hall was buzzing and there was a lot of discussion.

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The changes related to the tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of years in the Immortal Cultivation World are closely related to those present here. Perhaps we can take this opportunity to break through to a higher realm.

Li Jianxian pondered for a moment and said, "Junior Brother Zhu, I have been retreating and cultivating in the mountains all the year round. I don't know the operation of the imperial court and officials. I still need to ask for advice. Do you have any tips for selecting officials in the heavenly court?"

Everyone fell silent for a while, and listened to Zhou Yi's answer.

"Senior Brother Li, I've never been an official, so I can only use my guesses as a reference."

Zhou Yi said: "First of all, we can be sure that I would rather be a petty official in the heavenly court than go to a place to work as a coolie."

The sloppy Taoist said doubtfully: "According to what my younger brother said, promotion requires merit, and the place is better than the heaven, and the local officials can be called the emperor of the earth, which is far more enjoyable than being a petty official in the heaven..."

The monks who had been in the mortal world in the hall nodded in succession and said yes. They had also served as officials in the mortal court and knew a lot about the unspoken rules of officialdom.

"otherwise!"

Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "This is the heaven, not the commonplace. For example, the ninth-rank Yuanying Daojun meets the seventh-rank Jindan, isn't the latter unequal to make friends?"

Li Jianxian suddenly said: "Will there be a situation in the heaven where the official position is far less than the realm?"

"This is an inevitable thing to happen. Anyone who goes to the heavenly court to take a post will have to go up from the ninth rank..."

Zhou Yi said: "In this way, how can a local ninth-rank little **** be able to have a good relationship with the officials in the heavenly court who have a good relationship with their superiors?"

For example, the tyrannical Monkey King is only a rank nine sesame official when he is recruited, but he can befriend all kinds of great gods and immortals.

"It makes sense."

The sloppy Taoist smiled and said, "If it's really as rumored, Junior Brother Sun is a wonderful person. I don't know if there is any other advice?"

Only this one, it will not be in vain today, otherwise it will take a lot of effort to choose a local official, it seems that he has been a blessing for hundreds of years.

"Secondly..."

Zhou Yi said in a deep voice, "You might as well take advantage of your years to go to the Daheng Dynasty to be an official, and it is best to be in the court!"

"Why is this?"

Some monks wondered: "Then Daheng is only a second-rate court. Even if you have experience in the officialdom, you should go to the Dayue, Shengyang and other immortal dynasties!"

Zhou Yi glanced at the crowd and said faintly.

"The current Emperor Daheng is the first emperor of the heavenly court!"

"hiss!"

"what?"

"What is the virtue and ability of Emperor Yuan Ding?

"When it comes to being an emperor, even a poor man is not bad!"

"The luck that has been cultivated in hundreds of lifetimes!"

When the voice fell, there was an uproar in the hall.

No one would have thought that Emperor Yuan Ding, a mere Yuan Ying cultivator, was not a true master of the Great Sect, how could he be qualified to lead the Heavenly Court?

Zhou Yi tasted the wine slowly, the bomb has been released, I believe no one will disturb him after today.

In recent years, it is too famous, and it needs a new hot spot to reduce the hot search!

"This matter has been nodded by the ancestors. Unless there is an irresistible factor, it is already the first Heavenly Emperor!"

Which factors are irresistible?

Enchanted, lost, fallen...

The people in the hall looked mysterious, and in an instant they came up with hundreds of ways to kill, many of which have been lost.

"After the gossip, here is the business today."

Zhou Yi took out several hundred jars of spirit wine from his cuff, ranging from a thousand years to several thousand years, and said with a smile.

"Since the conferring of the gods, it will be difficult for me to meet again in a short period of time. Let's drink together today. If you don't get drunk, you won't go home!"

Daheng.

Qinzheng Hall.

Emperor Yuan Ding controls the clone and handles official business year after year.

Since the throwing of the incense and sealing mysticism, the wild gods in various places have made the disciples of the great sect clean up, but natural and man-made disasters are still endless.

In particular, the wishing power beads are skyrocketing day by day, and the disciples of the Great Sect can't help but control the disaster and harvest the incense of the people.

"If only all the cultivators were like men of the Tianmengmen, or maybe the imperial law could punish the disciples of the Great Sect!"

Emperor Yuan Ding shook his head slightly, everyone has selfishness, including himself.

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"Lian has been in charge of Daheng for 170 years. According to the rules of the royal family, it should be resigned in another 30 years. Coinciding with the transformation of the world of immortals, it is a good time for me to turn the world upside down!"

"Whether it is to change the law, or to start a war..."

While thinking about it, a flash of light flew from outside the hall and landed outside the hall, and ran in before he could tell.

"Your Majesty, great joy, great joy!"

"Zhao Aiqing, what's the big news?"

Emperor Yuan Ding had doubts on his face, and Zhao Hong was the servant of the Ministry of Rites in front of him, and his background was an elder of the Ten Sects.

"Your Majesty, I have received accurate information."

Envy and jealousy flashed in Zhao Hong's eyes, and he said, "Heaven will be established, and the ancestors of all immortals have appointed His Majesty as the first Heavenly Emperor to lead the gods of Dongsheng Divine Continent. It can be said that no one has ever been able to compare!"

"God!"

Emperor Yuan Ding was slightly startled, and the name listened to its prestige and asked, "What is Heavenly Court, what is Heavenly Emperor?"

Zhao Hong explained in detail that the source of the news was the same disciple, and after attending the banquet in Qingyun Mountain, he immediately passed on the message.

"Why did you choose me?"

A strange look flashed in Emperor Yuan Ding's eyes. His goal was to become a righteous god, and then use the power of incense to achieve the true god. In the future, he would spend thousands of years to achieve the status of the first true **** in Dongsheng Shenzhou.

As a result, before the plan started, he suddenly became the Emperor of Heaven?

The name of the first true god, regardless of identity or real power, is far less than the emperor of heaven!

Yuan Ding Emperor pondered for a long time and quickly digested the surprise, and said with a smile, "I will definitely work hard, I will not dare to live up to the respect of all the immortals, and I would also like to thank Zhao Aiqing. I don't know what reward I want?"

"Your Majesty, I have an unkind request."

Zhao Hong bowed and saluted, and said, "This minister is from one of the top ten sects, and there are many of them in the sect. They are willing to serve His Majesty and contribute to the country, and also ask His Majesty to grant him an official and a half-post!"

"The top ten disciples are the arrogant among the people, of course I welcome them."

Emperor Yuan Ding said, "Don't worry Zhao Aiqing, no matter how many disciples come, the imperial court will arrange official positions."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Zhao Hong's face was filled with joy, and he was waiting for the news from Qingyun Mountain at any time. He rolled his eyes and said, "I have another news, which is related to Your Majesty's safety. Many cultivators are unwilling to His Majesty's appointment as the Emperor of Heaven, and want to do something great! "

"Union District Yuan Ying, in the eyes of the Great Sect's True Inheritance, is nothing but a loose cultivator."

Emperor Yuan Ding said faintly: "Now that he has ascended the throne as the Emperor of Heaven, and nominally governs the true inheritance of many great sects, it is natural that some people are not reconciled!"

Zhao Hong's complexion changed, and he suddenly knelt down with a thud, ignoring the face of the Great Teacher's True Inheritance.

"Disciples of the Ten Sects, do your best to support Your Majesty!"

"Zhao Aiqing, please get up!"

Emperor Yuan Ding's tone was very cordial, but surprise flashed in his eyes. This Zhao Hong was no worse than the chief disciple of the three sects. He could cooperate but he had to be careful.

"Don't worry, I love you, I will be able to be safe and secure, and ascend to the throne!"

"I congratulate Your Majesty."

Zhao Hong had doubts in his heart, could it be that Emperor Yuan Ding had any support, and the only one who could be called the backer of Daheng was the Taizu.

The world's secret, as long as more than three people know, it is no longer a secret.

The news of Heavenly Court and Heavenly Emperor spread all over Dongsheng Shenzhou in just a few days. As long as they are not cultivators who are cultivating in deep mountains, they have heard that Emperor Yuanding will become the head of the gods!

For a time, countless escapes flew to the capital of Daheng.

Or seeking official positions, or thinking strangely, or eating melons to watch the fun, and so on.

Emperor Yuanding instantly became the center of the vortex, and Zhou Yi immediately relaxed, met with Gu Xiao, Pei Yuanzhou, Bai Suixin and others in private, promising to set a high-ranking official position on the Conferred God List.

"Pindao is too lazy to be an official, but he has a group of friends who are officials!"

Zhou Yi practiced in Qingyun Mountain for half a month, and finally waited for the boy to come to the sect master and sent 10,000 wishing beads.

All of them are crystal clear and there are faint golden threads wandering in them. It is indeed the wish power beads obtained from the hands of the immortals. The quality is higher than expected.

Back to Kunlun Cave.

Zhou Yi fell beside Jianmu and stroked the purple bark.

"Niu'er, Niu'er, after thousands of years, we finally meet again!"

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A wishing force bead, unblocked by performing the incense concentration technique, and turned into a majestic incense into the core of the building wood.

The remnant soul of the scalper grew rapidly under the support of the incense and willingness, and began to occupy the emerald consciousness group.

One percent, two percent, three percent...

When it reached 50%, Jianmu's consciousness continued to tremble, and he sent Zhou Yi a wave of fear and timidity, and began to try his best to reject the ox spirit.

"Be good, be obedient, let go of your soul, and become one with the cow..."

Zhou Yi's voice was soft, like coaxing a child, Jianmu's consciousness hesitated for a long time and stopped resisting.

With the integration of tens of thousands of wishing power beads, the remnant soul of the scalper has grown to the extreme, occupying 99% of the entire consciousness group, and it is only one step away from completely replacing it and becoming the spirit of building wood.

However, the continuous integration of the incense will, but it has not seen the slightest increase.

"what?"

Zhou Yi cried out in surprise, the only remaining verdant green was difficult to blend in anyway, and asked, "My dear, what's going on?"

The only remaining wisp of Jianmu consciousness exudes soul fluctuations.

"I see."

Zhou Yi frowned and sighed: "The quality of Jianmu's original source is too high, the acquired soul of a cow is far inferior to swallowing the innate spirit, and only one step away is like a moat!"

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Yi's spirit turned into a blade and penetrated into the core of Jianmu.

brush!

Jianmu's nascent consciousness group could not resist being cut by the soul of Nascent Soul, and directly peeled off the only remaining emerald green.

"This is the end of the matter. Only a dead horse can be used as a living horse doctor. The cow has been raised in the building wood for thousands of years, and it has merged with 90% of its origin. Even if it is divided into two, it is highly likely that it will not dissipate!"

At this time, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Jianmu Yuanyuan is divided into two groups, one large and one small.

Small emerald green, large dark green, the former still remains in the building wood, the latter flows out along the trunk

The purple bark bulged quickly, and two young leaves were drilled out, but they grew into slap-sized leaves in a short time.

Between the two leaves, a pitch-black stamen was drilled, which bloomed at a speed visible to the naked eye and then withered, leaving only a black-yellow fruit the size of a bean.

buzzing...

Jianmu kept shaking, and it began to shrink, and in an instant, there were eight or nine feet left.

The Xuanhuang fruit is growing up to the size of a fist.

At the same time, the dark green soul penetrated into the mysterious yellow fruit, and gradually manifested in the shape of a bull!

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