Buddhism slandered Xiao Tiezhu for a very simple reason.

At that time, Zen Master Miaoshan wanted to sacrifice blood to avoid the calamity, but the result was that he was defeated and died, which was equivalent to breaking the inheritance of Buddhism.

In the beginning, it was Buddhist monks who wrote books to slander, and the lay monks behind them did not know the details, and added their own opinions when commenting on the scriptures. They already really believed that Xiao Tiezhu was the enemy of Buddhism.

It has been two hundred years since Xiao Tiezhu died.

After ten generations of ordinary people, under the influence of Buddhist scriptures, countless believers believe that he is the devil who destroys the world.

Daoism still needs some face, and only characterizes Xiao Tiezhu as an outsider and is not included in the list of sages. The bottom line is that he hindered too many monks back then.

When you are alive, you dare not speak, and when you are dead, you can throw dirty water at will!

"How to correct Xiao Daoyou's name?"

"Kill all Buddhism?"

Zhou Yi immediately denied that, nowadays Buddhist disciples are all mortals, and wanton killing is no different from demons.

Killing is a taboo for cultivation!

"Would you like to reveal your magical powers and become a national teacher, so as to rewrite the sect classics and honor Xiao Daoyou as the patriarch?"

"This method seems to be good, but it is too cumbersome, and it may not be effective if it takes decades. The influence of Buddhism and Taoism for two hundred years, recognized by hundreds of millions of believers, cannot be reversed overnight!"

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, and there was a vague idea in his heart.

Buddhism and Taoism took two hundred years to slander, and it can take two thousand years to clean up, and there is no need to do it yourself.

"Time is mine!"

"Besides the practice, I ordered three or five destined people a little bit, and with their hands, I can correct the name of Xiao Daoyou."

Zhou Yi thought of this, and most of the anger in his heart dissipated.

Undersea retreat for more than 300 years, no one communicated for a long time, there was only a spirit ginseng doll with a weak head beside him, Zhou Yi had long been suffocated.

After coming out of the Wanfo Temple, I wandered along the street, like a monkey king who just entered the world, and he found everything interesting.

When Zhou Yi saw all kinds of food stuffs, he would spend money to buy them. No matter how much he ate, it would become nothingness in his stomach. After walking around and eating four or five streets in a row, he felt a little full.

"Warm thoughts..."

Zhou Yi came to the old place by familiarity, but Chunfenglou turned into a pawnshop. After inquiring, he found out that he had moved to Yirenfang.

"After 1,200 years, it can be regarded as a change, otherwise the poor Daoist would doubt that which old monster is in control behind the scenes!"

Yirenfang is located on the edge of the West City. Zhou Yi only found out that it was Goulan Street when he arrived at the boundary. From a distance, he could smell the strong odor of fat and powder, and heard the crisp voices of the girls.

"Master, come and play!"

Yinggeyan dances with red sleeves, and a thousand purples and a thousand reds are always spring.

Zhou Yi strolled back and forth on the street twice, and suddenly abandoned the old place and chose Goulan called Qunfangyuan.

Expensive, usually not bad.

"It's not that the poor do not miss the old feelings, it's that the requirements are a bit high!"

Celebrate half a month, indulge in the rolling red dust.

The coldness and loneliness that Zhou Yi had brought in retreat for a long time, under the warm reception of the girls, turned into an immortal and became a fan more popular.

Leaving from Goulan, all the way back to the former residence of Qianjing.

The courtyard is clean and tidy, no fallen leaves or dust, and it is obvious that someone comes to clean it from time to time.

There are two thousand-year-old trees in the courtyard, green and green, and in the hot summer, the purple grapes are fragrant.

"It's still alive?"

Zhou Yi was surprised, and after checking it carefully, he found that the two ancient trees showed signs of demonization.

The longevity of the tree demon queen has increased significantly, but she will not give birth to spiritual wisdom, and it will take a long time to cultivate aura before she can truly become a tree demon.

Due to Zhou Yi's care, the jujube trees and grape vines lived long enough, and they began to transform into the demon clan under the influence of the spiritual energy emitted by the broken ancestral veins.

However, the time is too short, and before the spiritual wisdom can be born, the spiritual energy will be exhausted.

"Pin Dao has been with you two since he came to this world. It's still the same after a thousand years. It can be said that the fate is deep!"

Zhou Yishou pinched the magic formula, put the millennium jujube tree and grape vines into the storage bag, and went to the house to take a look. There was nothing to miss, so he turned into an escape light and left.

Bai's ancestral tomb.

Zhou Yi landed in front of the old white grave, burning paper to pay homage to, while talking rambles.

"Old Bai, long life is good, we have been hiding for over a thousand years, and we are invincible when we are alive!"

"That's not right. There are still a few old guys in the world who are trying to survive the catastrophe by using evil methods. Pindao will dig out one by one, let them bask in the sun, and lose their souls in their beautiful dreams!"

"The other things are nothing, they are generally scattered, and I have communicated with 180 oiran..."

"Let's go first, I'll be free later, I'll show off with you again!"

Zhou Yi turned into an elusive light and flew towards Baiyun Peak in the southwest of Qianjing.

The Taoist temple on Baiyun Peak only has some traces of bricks and tiles, but the underground palace three hundred meters below the ground is completely intact.

Then burn paper in front of the graves one by one, sprinkle a cup of spirit wine, and pay homage.

Back to the top of the mountain.

Zhou Yi arranged an array of prohibitions, shrinking the boundary of two hundred zhang into the dust, and spit out the building wood and planted it in the center.

A wisp of spiritual energy emanated, and the ginseng doll jumped out impatiently, taking a deep breath to replenish the escaped mana. Since the spiritual stone and spiritual items have long been exhausted, the imperial beast bag is empty, and it is not pleasant to stay in it.

"A deity makes a mountain, not its altitude!"

"This Bai Yunfeng sounds too ordinary, it should be changed to a louder name..."

Zhou Yi stroked his chin lightly, thinking that he could be a little more arrogant, so as not to live up to the title of number one in the world he picked up.

"Besides, if you change your name, you can also hide your true location, so that there will always be people who will disturb your practice."

Arrogant, does not hinder the nature of prudence!

Building Taoist temples, reclaiming spiritual fields, then daily divination, ripening building trees, and comprehending Taoist...

One day in the mountains is ten years in the world.

Jianmu is already more than 20 feet tall. Even if it is not irrigated by good fortune jade dew, the spiritual energy it emits can also supply Zhouyi cultivation, and the cultivation speed is slightly accelerated.

this day.

Zhou Yi meditated and cultivated the secret records of the stars and stars, drawing a trace of the light of the stars into the body, blending into the spiritual energy, and refining it into mana, which was finally merged into the golden elixir.

Pfft!

A movement came from outside, followed by screams one after another.

"Finally someone came?"

Zhou Yi raised his brows, got up and walked out of the Taoist temple, and saw a young man in brocade flying in the air.

Lingshen doll waved a **** to cast spells, and a scarlet vine tied the boy up and down, left and right, screaming in fright.

"presumptuous!"

Zhou Yi reprimanded: "Bullying the weak, it seems that there is too little work for you."

The Lingshen doll quickly put the boy down, carried the hoe, dragged the blood vine demon to escape, and got into the ground without daring to show his head.

The young man's face was handsome, his brocade clothes were torn a few times, and blood was still seeping.

"Meet the fairy!"

"Pindao cannot be called an immortal."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly and said, "Who are you and how did you stray into the place where you practice the poor way?"

"I am Qin Zheng, the prince of the Qing Kingdom. On the way back from the mission, I was intercepted by an assassin. When I was running for my life, I entered the immortal residence inexplicably."

Qin Zheng bowed and bowed again: "If you disturb the immortal, please forgive me!"

"It turns out that~lightnovelpub.net~ Zhou Yi admired Qin Zheng's calmness, and said, "There are few outsiders who can come in in Kunlun Mountain, but it's easy to go out, just stay for one year. "

"Kunlun Mountains!"

Qin Zheng said in horror: "Isn't this near the Baiyun Peak in Qianjing?"

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly and explained.

"Kunlun Mountain is located at the intersection of the three worlds of heaven, earth, and human. It is both here and there. Perhaps there is an entrance on the Baiyun Peak you mentioned."

I am the only law in the world, let Zhou Yi compile it, and no monks will expose it!

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