"Let's stop praising each other!"

Xiao Tiezhu smiled and shook his head, then sighed.

"There is only an empty shell left in the Earth Fire Palace, and only a poor Daoist in the Dan Ding Sect. It is fate to become a loner together."

Zhou Yi wondered: "The Dan Cauldron Sect has accumulated a lot, so there should be other ancestors and true monarchs, right?"

Dan Dingzong ruled Yunzhou, and every year, a large amount of spiritual stones flowed into the sect treasure house. No matter how squandered the accumulation of thousands of years, it was enough to consume two or three hundred years.

"Pindao's actions are quite unpopular, and it's hard not to be annoyed by his peers, and even his senior brothers have grievances."

Xiao Tiezhu shrugged and said, "Simply split up the family, completely disband the Danding Sect, and let them go down the mountain to do whatever they want, whether it's a fairy or a devil, as long as it's not a disaster for the common people."

Zhou Yi was silent for a while, Xiao Tiezhu's suppression of the Jiuzhou Immortal Cultivation World must not be understood by the monks. Even if there are tens of millions or hundreds of millions of mortal lives, they cannot compare to the path of the ancestors of Yuan Ying!

"The rest are nothing but dust, and after a thousand years, the name of Daojun will be passed on to future generations!"

"I'm afraid it's not a good reputation."

Xiao Tiezhu smiled and said, "A few days ago, I was on a tour of Buddhism in Yizhou, and I accidentally came across a Buddhist scripture. The content is quite interesting. It records an enemy of the Buddha, who is known as the incarnation of the demon of the end of the world and the demon master of Bo Xun, who once killed the Buddha in this world."

Zhou Yi's brows were slightly wrinkled: "Buddhism is pouring dirty water so much, Daojun won't take care of it?"

"People only say Buddha's enemies, and they don't name Taoist names, how can they still kill all Buddhist believers?"

Xiao Tiezhu snorted coldly: "There are still a few old immortals left in this world, but as long as the poor Daoist is still alive, even if there is half a breath left, they will only dare to use these inferior means!"

They couldn't beat the fighting skills, and Shouyuan couldn't survive, so they could only wait to die in humiliation.

Zhou Yi reminded: "Daojun is not afraid of urgency, they join forces in private?"

"It's just a few Nascent Souls, and it's no better than Jian Xuan and Miao Shan."

Xiao Tiezhu said: "Dare to go all out when the poor fight, which one of them dares? Which one is willing?"

"Dao Jun Shenwei!"

Zhou Yi cupped his hands in admiration. The young man in front of him seemed to be soft-spoken, but he was actually beheading Zhenyang Demon Venerable, as well as ghosts, Jianxuan, and Miaoshan.

In such a comparison, Zhenyang Demon Venerable seems to have grown taller!

"You are too timid, and you keep flattering, are you afraid that the poor will turn his face?"

Xiao Tiezhu said: "Pindao has endured even Buddhism, how could he do it with a junior like you!"

Zhou Yi's expression was a little embarrassed, but he didn't put away the Xuanwu armor, and quickly changed the subject and said, "We just didn't expect that, as a Daoist, we would come to Goulan to listen to the music."

"I have cultivated the Dao for seven hundred years, so can't I enjoy it?"

Xiao Tiezhu showed a proud look on his face, which seemed more worthy of showing off than beheading the Huashen Tianjun: "Six months ago, the Hua Kui campaigned, and it took a hundred thousand taels for Pindao to make the Qing Qing girl become the leader!"

"In terms of cultivation, we can't compare to Daojun. It's a woman's vision, you are almost..."

Zhou Yi commented a few words at random, and it can be seen from some details that this Qingqing girl seems innocent, but in fact she is pragmatic, and she just packs it out to deceive her.

Xiao Tiezhu said in surprise, "You actually know so many ways, are you a veteran of Chunfenglou?"

Zhou Yi shrugged: "Not much, I've only been around for thirty or fifty years."

"The reason why Pindao praised this girl is because her appearance is somewhat similar to that senior sister back then."

Xiao Tiezhu recalled: "At that time, the poor road went to Wangyue Peak to meet, and it was the full moon, and the beautiful beauty is unforgettable to this day!"

Zhou Yi tutted: "When Daojun was young, he even peeked at Senior Sister taking a bath. This matter must be recorded and passed on to future generations!"

Xiao Tiezhu's face turned slightly red, and he used the drink to cover it up, and said in surprise, "How did you guess it?"

"Pin Dao organizes Daoist collections and dabbles in a wide range of classics."

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "There is a geographical miscellaneous collection about Dan Dingzong, which records the beauty of various places in the sect. How can there be less Moon Moon Peak and Moon Flower Tianchi?"

"Yeah, Yuehua Tianchi, but unfortunately it's depleted now."

Xiao Tiezhu was disappointed for a long time, and took out a jade slip from his cuff: "It records the core books of the Dan Ding Sect. Please take care of the Taoist friends to sort them into the Taoist treasure. In the future, if they are discovered by future generations, it can be regarded as an inheritance for the Dan Ding Sect."

Zhou Yi took the jade slip and swept over it with his divine sense, which recorded a lot of secrets about Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation.

Even if the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is exhausted, such books have become waste paper, but very few people sell them. One is that they are not worth much spiritual stones, and the other is that they leave a memory of their ancestors.

"This inheritance is too precious, poor way..."

"Nothing, just a little pile of old paper."

Xiao Tiezhu said nonchalantly: "There are also some inheritances from the Heaven Mending Sect, but the blood sacrifice method has been omitted. This kind of sorcery should never exist in the world.

After the ancestral veins collapsed, Xiao Tiezhu could no longer sense opportunities and safety, but hundreds of years of continuous use of the talent for luck had faintly developed a mysterious instinct.

Since seeing Tang Xuan for the first time, Xiao Tiezhu felt that his face was kind and friendly, and he knew his origins and background, so he was willing to speak in depth and give Dan Dingzong and the Heaven Bridging Sect inheritance.

After desperately beheading Jian Xuan and Miao Shan, Xiao Tiezhu was seriously injured. This move can also be regarded as entrusting his funeral by innate talent.

Zhou Yi has been repeatedly entrusted by others, so how can you not know the meaning of it and say it with awe.

"Definitely live up to the trust of Daojun."

"Haha, you are funny."

Xiao Tiezhu said proudly: "Poor Daoist can still live two or three hundred years. At that time, you will die early. Since it is fate to meet you today, you will surely burn more paper money when you pass by your grave in the future!"

"..."

Zhou Yi had no way to defend himself, so he had to write it down in a small notebook, and go to this grave in the future to have a good chat.

"Pin Dao is quite familiar with rhythm. I wrote a piece of music a few days ago. Today, Hua Kui is good at rhythm. Why don't you ask Daojun to appreciate it?"

"Listen."

Xiao Tiezhu nodded slightly and instructed the old bustard to bring the oiran over.

About half an hour later.

The music sounded, and the oiran acapella sang.

"Flowers bloom and fall, flowers bloom and fall, the long river of time..."

"...Leave only the grace of God, the legend of God!"

At first Xiao Tiezhu felt that the tune was weird and the singing was a bit awkward, but when he heard the content of the tune, scenes appeared in front of him.

Cut the foundation, cut the golden core, cut the Yuan Ying, cut the gods!

Coercion the world, the gods and demons are silent!

The invincible hand across the nine continents and four seas, after all, is just a wave and a teardrop in the long river of time!

Xiao Tiezhu only felt that the lyrics and music were mysterious, which was in line with his life experience, and he waved his hand and scattered a large stack of silver notes.

"reward!"

...

years later.

Zhou Yi returned to the ground, his legs trembling slightly.

"As expected of Daojun Yuanying, he has been celebrating these years without changing his face!"

This morning, Xiao Tiezhu received an invitation. The last Buddhist monk of Buddhism passed away and invited him to watch the ceremony. The two separated from Chunfenglou.

"Niuer, pack your things, it's time to move."

As he spoke, he put all the Taoist bookshelves into the storage bag, and put away the prohibition of the formation. This place has been exposed to Xiao Tiezhu's eyes. It would be bad if he came to pay homage two hundred years later and found that Zhou Yi was still alive.

The scalper opened his mouth and swallowed the spirit ginseng doll, the blood vine demon, and the colorful lotus, and then collected the rare medicinal materials in the spirit field one by one, and asked.

"Xianchang, where are you running this time?"

"Yunzhou is in the south of Jiuzhou, let's go to the north of Beihai!"

Zhou Yi put the ox into the imperial beast bag, which stored a large amount of spiritual stones, enough for its cultivation needs.

Cleaned up all traces, then went to the Zongmen cemetery to burn paper one by one, and forged a fake tomb.

Use the method of earth escape, all the way to the north!

A few days later, after leaving Yunzhou and entering Jizhou, Zhou Yi escaped from the ground, without any hesitation, his wings turned into thunderbolts.

half a month later.

Zhou Yi arrived at the North Sea, bought a few charts in a nearby city, and continued to fly hundreds of thousands of miles north.

"It's really boundless. When there are enough spiritual things in the future, we must explore the limit of this sea!"

He casts the water dungeon and falls into the bottom of the sea, and then casts the earth dung to sink hundreds of feet. After re-arranging the formation restrictions, he released the ox from the beast-guarding bag.

"Niu'er, in the next two hundred...three hundred years, we can only hide here!"

The remaining old Nascent Soul monsters in Jiuzhou must have had a fight with Xiao Tiezhu, whether it be a head-to-head fight, conspiracy, tricks or traps, the most dangerous and crazy counterattack at the moment of death.

Maybe there is an ancient incantation for blood sacrifice to the souls of one continent, Zhou Yi is hiding in Yunzhou, it is indeed a little unsafe!

The ox turned into a human figure, neatly arranged the Taoist bookshelf, and scratched his head honestly: "Xianchang has collected so many Taoist methods, retreated and learned, and two or three hundred years will soon pass."

"Sure enough, Niu'er understands me best!"

Zhou Yi spit out the building wood, planted it in the center of the formation, and used the magic to irrigate the jade dew.

Jianmu exudes pure and surging aura, and the ginseng doll smells the smell, and brushes over to take a deep breath.

Zhou Yi stroked the green leaves on the top of the ginseng doll's head and said, "Haosheng takes care of the medicine field. In the future, when Jianmu grows up, I will reward you with a branch."

"Mmmmmmm!"

The Lingshen doll smiled brightly, and hurriedly waved a **** to reclaim the Lingtian.

After the spiritual energy is exhausted, the spiritual medicine seeds that take a long time to mature suddenly become waste. Zhou Yi spent only a small amount of spirit stones to acquire a large number of rare seeds, each of which takes thousands of years or even 10,000 years to mature, which is suitable for planting during the robbery period.

Since then.

Zhou Yi began to retreat and cultivate, ripening Jianmu, and comprehend Daozang.

Since there are no materials such as alchemy and alchemy to practice hands, the progress of the four arts of immortality is extremely slow, but with time, I also have a lot of insights.

When it was boring to stay underground, Zhou Yi went to the sea to blow the wind, go fishing, and soothe his mind.

The stars move, the time flies.

Hundreds of years have passed by.

this day.

The ox lay quietly on the ground, his body exuding a strong death energy, and his voice was low and weak.

The ordinary demon king Shouyuan is eight or nine hundred years old, and the scalper has been born for more than nine hundred years, and it is finally time for the end of life.

"Niu'er, you have to think clearly."

Zhou Yi caressed the horn lightly and said, "The reincarnation method of the ghost king sect has never been reincarnated as a wood spirit. Even if it incorporates the art of artifact spirit, the success rate is extremely low.

"Relax, Immortal Chief~lightnovelpub.net~ I will definitely be able to keep my mind immortal."

The scalper said: "Besides, the theory of reincarnation is false. Even if I return from reincarnation, it is not me. Just give it a try. Even if you fail, you can still help the fairy to refine and build wood!"

"Cow take care."

Zhou Yi is not hypocritical, he waved his hand to extract the soul of the scalper and put it into the innate spiritual root building wood.

The building wood, which was already more than nine feet tall, glowed with a layer of emerald green light, repelling the attachment of the ox's soul.

Zhou Yi had long predicted that the use of the jade dew art would consume lifespan and mana, and condense the jade dew of good fortune to wrap the ox's soul.

Jianmu sensed the cordial aura, and slowly let go of the aura blocking, the scalper's soul entered Jianmu smoothly, and then flowed along the jade dew until a cloud of green energy seemed to have a faint fluctuation of intelligence.

The scalper used the method of reincarnation of the divine soul, and the soul was torn into countless pieces, scattered into the blue air.