I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World Chapter 89

Cave House No. 1024.

The door is closed.

The ox lay leisurely in the corner, snorting from time to time.

A dozen feet away.

The young Chen Yang and his younger sister Chen Ying are planting a spiritual field. The depressed mood a few days ago has become bright and cheerful due to the arrival of the owner of the cave.

"Yingzi, I will definitely break through the innate and go to the sect of Senior Sun!"

A month ago, a loose cultivator came outside and wanted to plant this spiritual field.

If you really become a homeless person, without a source of spiritual stones, it is extremely difficult to become a monk. Chen Yang tried every means to delay, but he still couldn't stop the rules of the sect, and he was about to lose the land on which he lived.

A few days ago, Senior Sun stayed in the cave and told Fang Shi that he didn't want to be disturbed.

That loose cultivator was very knowledgeable and went to rent a spiritual field elsewhere, and Chen Yang's problem was easily solved.

Chen Ying heard the words and frowned slightly: "Our family members died of illnesses one after another, and it was appointed by someone to kill them. Now it's just you and me, why don't we leave the market?"

Chen Yang slowly shook his head and said firmly.

"I will not leave, I must restore the glory of the ancestors!"

The time of a struggler is always fleeting, and in a blink of an eye, a period of time has passed.

this day.

The old-haired Chen Yang took care of Lingtian with his children and grandchildren, and every time he looked at his grandson, he would let out a hearty laugh.

Thirty years of hard training in martial arts, but finally failed to break through the innate, fortunately, there is a Lingtian rent under the name of Chen Yang, and it is easy to marry a mortal wife.

She gave birth to four sons and three daughters in a row, all of whom have no spiritual roots.

Chen Yang's blood in the early years has been exhausted, and he only prays for "Senior Sun" to live a hundred years, and these two acres of spiritual fields can be passed down for several generations.

Who would have thought that the sky would be pleasantly surprised, the eldest grandson actually has spiritual roots, and even four spiritual roots can make the Chen family prosper for a hundred years.

"You have to thank Senior Sun, he is the great benefactor of our family."

"What does Senior Sun look like?"

When his son was talking, he looked at the Dongfu not far away, and the door had been closed since he could remember, including the scalpers at the door, and there had been no changes in the past thirty years.

"This...I can't remember."

Chen Yang was sure that he had seen Senior Sun, but it was too long, and he vaguely remembered that he looked quite young.

Anecdotal rumors.

Sun Daochang is forty or fifty years old, and his cultivation base has reached the late stage of Qi training.

A family is talking.

Suddenly I heard a creaking sound, I turned around and saw the door of the cave opened, and a blue-robed old man walked out.

Zhou Yi also noticed the Chen family of a dozen people, nodded with a smile, and fell on the back of the scalper.

"Cow, go."

Clouds of smoke grew under the ox's feet, soared into the sky, and flew towards Tianyang City.

Seeing that his benefactor finally went out, Chen Yang took his grandson and was about to step forward to thank him, but only saw the back of a bull riding.

After being stunned for a long time, he lowered his head and said to his grandson.

"Do you remember what it looked like? When you see Senior Sun in the future, you must repay your kindness!"

Zhou Yi rode on the back of a scalper and began to think about how to practice in the future.

Thirty years ago, relying on the hundred-year-old elixir for food, he pushed the Guiyuan Art to the thirteenth floor.

Qi refining is great, and there is no way to enter.

No matter how the exercise works, it is difficult to add a single bit of mana, even if you take two bites of the thousand-year-old ginseng, it will not help.

Zhou Yi did not end the retreat, but switched to the divine cow transformation.

Perhaps it was because of the extraordinary bloodline of the scalper, or because Zhou Yi had accumulated too much elixir in his body, and the efficiency of body refining far surpassed that of qi refining.

"With my aptitude, even if the Qi refining is perfect, three or five Foundation Establishment Pills may not be enough."

"Besides, the appearance of each Foundation Establishment Pill, not to mention the sky-high price, will also trigger a **** competition. Those who are about to exhaust their lifespan, they are desperately trying to break through the divine cow's defense."

"In the end, you have to practice on your own!"

Zhou Yi has changed in various ways over the years, and inquired about the origin of the Foundation Establishment Pill, and the results all pointed to Dan Dingzong.

Occasionally, there are rumors of Foundation Establishment Dan in Fang City, but they are not regular. Some people say that they are black people who kill people and steal treasures.

It is self-evident that the Dan Dingzong monopolizes the foundation pill, and the Yunzhou cultivator has to look up to others.

"First try to find the foundation pill recipe, if you really can't find it, then you will be rewarded as a registered disciple. Time, first set a fifty-year period, and this status will almost expire!"

When Zhou Yi thought about it, the scalper had already flown over Tianyang City.

half year later.

In the southeast corner of Tianyang City, a new sign was hung on the street-facing shop.

There is a pub.

Behind the solid wood counter, Zhou Yi was reading the script with relish, and the guests did not raise their eyes when they came.

"The shopkeeper, what kind of wine are you selling?"

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with strong muscles and bones, and his palms were as big as a palm fan.

The mortals in Tianyang City pursue the innate martial arts, so those who practice internal skills occupy 99%.

"Red Flame Wine, only for dine-in."

Zhou Yi pointed to the sign behind it, which said the year and price.

Chiyan wine originated from Chihong. After decades of research and proportioning, Breitling ginseng was successfully incorporated into it.

The wine is even stronger and poured into a bowl like a **** flame, hence the name Chiyan Wine.

The man was taken aback by the expensive price: "For ten years, it takes one pound of spiritual stone, which is too expensive!"

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "You can exchange something for it."

Saying that, Zhou Yi put a pen under the price and added: "I will accept everything!"

"I don't!"

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, he shook his head, and left the tavern as if he was running away.

The residents of Tianyang City have lived through several generations. As long as they stay in Fangshi and struggle, it means that there is still a legacy in the family.

Many shops in the city, like Zhou Yi, accept things in exchange. Every year, there are rumors that someone's descendants sold their ancestral relics, or made a bet to break through the innate, or went to the mundane to enjoy.

The former will be respected even if they fail, while the latter is a scorned prodigal.

Zhou Yi doesn't think so, innate is only the first step in the immortal way, and there are still thousands of calamities after that, and the family may not be longer than the mortal inheritance.

"The next thing is, wait!"

There was no celebration for the opening of the tavern, but there was nothing new in Tianyang City, and the news spread quickly.

half a month later.

Some people come to sell ancestral spirits, quite exquisite jade bottles, engraved with mysterious textures on the surface, and dazzling aura after input of mana.

"My ancestors have passed away, and there have been two real people who established the foundation. This is a treasure left by one of them. The last words of the ancestor before his death were hidden in a bottle, and if future generations have talent, they can inherit it!"

This person speaks with sincerity~www.mtlnovel.com~ sighed: "It's a pity that the descendants are not up to the standard, and they can't understand the mystery in the bottle. How many spiritual stones have you collected?"

Zhou Yi took the jade bottle with a smile, and after careful observation, shook his head and said.

"Forgive the old man's clumsy eyes, you can go to another family to have a look."

The man argued a few more words, seeing that Zhou Yi kept smiling and shaking his head, saying a few strange words and leaving with the bottle in his hand.

A few days later.

This person was inexplicably robbed, his limbs were broken, and the family treasure bottle was broken into pieces. After that, several liars in a row, as long as they have been to the pub, have suffered inexplicable disasters afterwards.

The law enforcement team searched casually, but couldn't find the murderer, so they left it alone.

Zhou Yi's tavern was suddenly quiet.

"Tianyangfang City's methods of making fakes are far less sophisticated than Xiaodan Mountain, too rough!"