Chapter 216 Zhang Cheng Had a Dream About Immortality

Monobu.

There was a long-lost laughter.

Colleagues came to visit one after another, listening to Chen Ying bragging about his experience in southern Xinjiang and taking a local specialty of the five internal organs.

A picture of a lady.

Inputting magic power can turn her into a maid, the only flaw is that she is afraid of water.

Colleagues have long been envious, and when she is on duty, there are also beautiful ladies of the oiran level to serve her.

Zhang Cheng is indeed a master of painting. The ladies' pictures distributed to each person have different postures and styles.

Chen Zhubu announced at the right time: "Tonight, everyone in Chunfeng Tower will be here. This official will treat you."

Chen Ying went to southern Xinjiang and not only refined his spirit on the battlefield, but also made considerable military achievements. With military achievements, relying on the background and relationship of the Chen family, his career will be smooth in the future. .

Originally, because Chen Ying lingered in Chunfeng Tower, the eldest sister-in-law who often nagging in her ear said that she wanted to make dumplings by herself.

After a busy morning, it gradually quieted down.

Chen Ying copied the Taoist scriptures.

Zhang Cheng painted a picture of a lady.

Zhou Yi did not visualize the picture of the ten thousand swords returning to their roots, but took out a brass bell and stared at it.

The brass bell was about one foot high, shaped like an enlarged version of a copper bell, with complex inscriptions engraved on the surface.

As soon as he saw it, his soul was trapped in it.

There seemed to be a bell ringing in the Yin God, cleansing the evil and purifying the soul.

Zhou Yi recovered from his loss of consciousness and carefully experienced the changes in the Yin God. Sure enough, his toughness increased a little.

For the Yin God to enter the fire, it needs to start with the Yin Fire and gradually increase the power of the flame until it can withstand the shining of the sun's true fire before it can be promoted to the Sun Tour.

This is an extremely complicated process, which requires the toughness of the Yin God. Zhou Yi has just adapted to the most common Yin Fire.

His eyes recovered from the confusion, and dozens of double images in front of his eyes finally condensed into two.

Zhang Cheng, Chen Ying.

Chen Ying's eyes were dull, his mouth was drooling, and he was lost.

Zhang Cheng had already woken up from the soul shock, but he didn't dare to look at it again, and asked: "Old Zhou, where did you get this bell?"

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "I picked it up from the palace when I conquered Dashun Kyoto."

"Tsk tsk! Old Zhou is so lucky that he actually encountered good things!"

Zhang Cheng said in amazement: "This bell can shock the soul just by looking at the inscriptions. It is a good treasure for refining the soul."

"Brother Zhang has been blessed with good luck recently, and maybe he can also encounter good things."

Zhou Yi waved his hand and a spiritual light fell on Chen Ying's head, awakening him from his lost soul state.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

Chen Ying muttered to himself for a while, and then slowly recovered his memory. Thinking of his idiotic appearance, he quickly covered his face and wiped his mouth and turned away.

Zhou Yi laughed and continued to train the Yin God through the soul-falling.

After the death of the witch god, he was listed on the demon and monster atlas for more than 400 pages and was rewarded with the soul-falling bell.

This treasure specializes in attacking the three souls and six spirits, and has a miraculous effect on ghosts, Yin gods, and Yuanshen.

Once used, it can make people lose their souls and have no power to resist. Those with poor soul resilience will be directly shattered.

The killing power of the Fallen Bell is far inferior to the Golden Dragon Shears, but it requires much less mana, and it restrains the soul, which is another great weapon for fighting against immortals and demons.

The bell rang, and the soul was lost. The Golden Dragon Shears made a click and sent you into reincarnation.

Zhou Yi thought of the memory fragments revealed in front of him after the death of the Wu God, and his good mood suddenly turned bad.

There are three most important things in the Wu God's memory.

The first is Emperor Guangming. When the Wu God was about to be enshrined with incense, he encountered a human robbery and escaped to the underworld by chance.

This made the Wu God extremely hate Da Gan. After he was certified as a ghost fairy, the barbarians invaded repeatedly, which was directly related to this.

The second is the inheritance of ghost fairies. The Wu God was promoted to a ghost fairy with this, and fortunately he was not possessed.

Later, he knew that the immortals and demons were dirty, and he was afraid and dared not return to the ghost fairy tomb.

If ordinary people knew about these two things, they would regard them as worldly secrets.

Zhou Yi didn't think so. He had seen them so many times that it was like flipping through a history book, which did not cause any emotional fluctuations.

The third thing made Zhou Yi frown.

In the memory of the witch god, the vice leader of the Heavenly Demon Alliance, that is, the soul of the White Lotus Mother, had conspired with the witch god to trap the Great Gan Martial Saint.

The witch god revealed his aura in the territory of Great Gan, and "coincidentally" the Martial Saint was wandering there, and a fierce battle broke out, and the witch god fled in a panic.

During the pursuit, the Martial Saint fell into a trap and was attacked by the White Lotus Mother, and was seriously injured and retreated.

"The Heavenly Demon Alliance is really haunting."

Zhou Yi looked in the direction of the palace and understood why Emperor Jingtai acted recklessly and no one stepped forward to control him.

...

Chunfeng Tower.

The old procuress had a keen eye for pearls.

The song on the stage was immediately changed. Zhang Cheng was happy to listen and rewarded another pearl.

The murderous aura and resentment accumulated in the southern border slowly dissipated in the dance music of the courtesan, and he went from killing generals on the battlefield to a minor official in the Ministry of Monozukuri.

The Yin spirit gradually cleared up from the murderous intent, and Zhou Yi recalled his actions again. He was a little murderous.

Of course, it would still be the same if he started over again.

"No wonder it is said that when the killing calamity comes, the immortals and demons are confused and lose their minds. They fall into the calamity without knowing it."

Zhou Yi listened to a few songs, got up and left on the cloud, and even Zhang Cheng beside him did not notice it.

Qingfeng Xiaozhu.

Luo Li sat cross-legged under the fairy peach tree, practicing true qi.

Not long after the New Year, he successfully promoted to the Qi Refining Realm during a demon-killing.

The spiritual energy under the fairy peach tree was extremely rich. In just two months, it was about to reach the sixth level.

Mao Jiu squatted on the stone table, pointing at the rolling nose and scolding.

"You steal food every day, are you a bear or a pig..."

"You've eaten so many immortal pills, but your cultivation hasn't improved..."

"The immortal said you have the blood of an ancient beast, and there were also wailing beasts in ancient times?"

Gungun grew very fast and stood a head taller than Mao Jiu. He was frightened by the threat of food rations and had no choice but to lie down and let the criticism go. His small dark eyes flickered, and he suddenly caught a glimpse of the figure in green clothes sitting behind Mao Jiu.

Hum! Hum! Hum!

Mao Jiu suddenly became angry and was about to show the majesty of the master of the backyard when he rubbed the top of his head with one hand.

"Meow!"

The familiar breath made Mao Jiu cry out in relief: "Immortal, you are back."

Luo Li heard Mao Jiu talking, opened his eyes and saw Zhou Yi drinking tea, and quickly stood up and saluted. ,

"Yes, the true energy will be refined into the internal organs."

Zhou Yi said: "You must remember to practice relaxation and relaxation. Don't be too tight, which will not be conducive to understanding the external scenery in the future."

Luo Li bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr., for your teaching."

"Hahaha! It turns out I was right, you can't practice too hard."

Mao Jiu said proudly: "My mother once said that practicing hard is just because I haven't found a shortcut. The easiest way to become an immortal in the world is to hug the thigh of an immortal."

"If you don't work hard, you will be overtaken by Luo Li!"

Zhou Yi rubbed the top of Mao Jiu's head vigorously and asked: "I taught you the magical power. How did you learn it?"

"Chief Immortal, this magical power is perfect for me!"

Mao Jiu opened his mouth, the void was slightly distorted, and then it slowly got into his mouth.

The cat's body disappeared, and the magic power of the soul swept across it, but no trace could be found.

Zhou Yi pointed a finger, a gap opened where Mao Jiu disappeared, and his spiritual consciousness swept over it.

The hundred-foot square space was filled with all kinds of food, enough for Mao Jiu to survive for several years.

Zhou Yi was surprised and said: "I can actually cultivate it. I don't know if it's because of my compatibility with Mao Jiu or because of my unique talent."

The magical power of Hu Tian can create a private space to store living things. After Mao Jiu completed the cultivation, he installed himself in it.

The divine passage method rewarded in the Demon Illustrated Book comes with a method of practice. Zhouyi taught Mao Jiu to test whether it can be completed.

Mao Jiu felt his consciousness sweep over him, and came out of the Hutian space dejectedly, sighing: "It's still not safe enough!"

"If you practice hard enough to achieve great success, even ordinary immortals can't break the entrance to Hutian. You can build a cave inside, plant elixirs, and live in seclusion for hundreds of years."

Zhou Yi set a goal for Mao Jiu so that he would not just think about hugging his thighs and fall behind in his practice.

I brewed several pots of peach leaf tea, gave Luo Li advice on his doubts about practice, and then returned to the house and fell asleep soundly.

Supernatural powers.

Marry dream.

…

Chunfeng Tower.

Zhang Cheng drank wine, listened to music, and picked a few girls he liked to go to the second floor.

As he was about to go upstairs, Zhang Cheng suddenly turned back and looked at the seat to his left.

"When did Lao Zhou leave?"

How could a god-refining expert forget? Just as Zhang Cheng was about to cast a spell to recall, the girls immediately became anxious.

Everyone knows Zhang Cheng’s famous name, he is good at getting along with others and is perseverant. Where in the world can there be a better thing than enjoying making money...

"Brother Zhang——"

"Chengcheng——"

Zhang Cheng's heart was filled with joy when he listened to the orioles' voice, and he could not think of the Book of Changes.

"I'm coming!"

A spring night under the hibiscus tent.

It was not until dawn that Zhang Cheng fell into a deep sleep.

In sleep.

Zhang Cheng found himself above the sky, among the clouds and mist, looking down at the lights of thousands of houses in Luojing, and accurately found the red lantern of Chunfeng Tower.

"Dream? Or illusion?"

He looked up and saw a Taoist figure shrouded in purple aura, shaking the dust with his hands as he looked at himself.

A flash of light flashed across Zhang Cheng's eyes, but he still couldn't see the Taoist's face clearly. He immediately knew something in his heart and quickly bowed and saluted: "Junior Zhang Cheng, pay my respects to my senior."

"I am the Yuzhu Cave of Zhongnan Mountain, Yun Zhongzi!"

Covered by purple energy, Zhou Yi said with a smile on his face: "The world is about to change, and a great disaster is about to occur. Are you willing to conquer demons and save the people of Li?"

"I don't want to."

Zhang Cheng said decisively: "This junior has low magic power and is about to reach the end of his life. He cannot take on big responsibilities. I know a son of destiny who has a great head and good luck. Why don't you look for him elsewhere?"

Zhou Yi asked: "What is the name of this destined son?"

"My surname is Li Mingmu. Not only does he have deep luck, but he also possesses a treasure that is enough to take on a big responsibility!"

Before Zhang Cheng went to southern Xinjiang, he had already investigated who was behind it. Don't underestimate Master Lian Shen's network of connections, especially if he has lived for three hundred years, he can easily be traced to Li Mu.

A dignified god-refining expert would never try to trick anyone younger than him.

Not only was this a great opportunity, Zhang Cheng immediately thought of Li Mu.

"In this case, I will go find Li Mu..."

Zhou Yi's voice changed and he said: "In order to prevent the news of the catastrophe from being leaked, I can only silence you. When you are reincarnated, tell me your name as a poor man, and you will be reborn into a wealthy family in the next life."

"Well?"

Zhang Cheng's expression froze. This Taoist's aura was righteous and majestic. He was obviously an expert in the Taoist sect. Why did he act so unreasonably?

I saw the Taoist waving the fly whisk, and the majestic magic power turned into a giant palm and struck down, carrying the power of heaven and earth, which was irresistible.

"Senior, wait!"

Zhang Cheng said quickly: "This junior feels uncomfortable if I don't slay demons for a day, so he deserves to take on this important task!"

"Children can be taught."

Zhou Yi could hardly hold back his smile, took out the list of gods, and gave Zhang Cheng the qualification to become a god.

Appraisal of humane merits, expected dissatisfaction.

The aura of the Conferred God List shone brightly, and a purple energy fell down and merged into Zhang Cheng's body.

Zhang Cheng found that there was a long blank slot in front of him, and nearly 10% of the left side was purple.

"Senior, what is this?"

Zhou Yi said: "This is the merit of humanity. When your merit is complete, you will become an immortal immediately."

Zhang Cheng asked in confusion: "Senior, I give gold and silver to help the poor every day, how can I have so little merit?"

Zhouyi explained: "Only by killing demons and demons can you accumulate humane merits!"

"I see, this junior is going to slay demons and demons. I will never let down my heavy responsibility."

Zhang Cheng didn't believe a word of what the Taoist said, but the situation was stronger than the others, so he had to get over it first and then look for other methods.

"That's very good."

As soon as the words fell, the figure disappeared.

Zhang Cheng fell from the clouds, and no matter how he tried to escape, it was ineffective, and he watched helplessly as he fell into the Chunfeng Tower.

"Oh!"

With a scream, Zhang Cheng woke up from his deep sleep and cast dozens of spells in succession. He found no traces of spells and could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It turns out it was really a dream!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng felt a little empty and sad.

When he was young, he had a dream of immortality. He excitedly went to find the opportunity and almost died at the hands of evil demons.

Now that I have dreamed of becoming a fairy, my mentality is completely different, with fear and loss.

"But this dream is too false. There is no good thing in the world where you can instantly become an immortal by conquering demons. If you haven't killed all the demons outside the territory... huh?"

Zhang Cheng's face gradually stiffened, and a long blank slot appeared in front of his eyes, with the left end dyed purple.

hiss--

He took a breath of air, put on his clothes haphazardly, and appeared outside Chunfeng Tower in a flash.

As the night wind blew, Zhang Cheng calmed down and began to think of countermeasures.

"Go to Baiyun Temple to burn incense? No, that bastard from Changchun is still remembering the Lingcha thing."

"How many days will you stay at the City God's Temple? I just picked up incense a few days ago, but now I can't even get in."

"We can only go to Bodhi Temple! The poor monk is a disciple of Buddhism, and the Buddha will definitely bless him..."

Zhang Cheng put on his monk's clothes and cassock, and flew to Bodhi Temple. He made up his mind to hide for a while and ask the Buddha to drive away evil spirits.

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early morning.

The sky is bright.

Boom, boom, boom!

There was a knock on the door, and Zhou Yi woke up from his sleep.

When he scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, he turned out to be a eunuch from the Internal Affairs Department, a third-level martial artist.

Eunuch Zhu felt his spiritual consciousness sweep over him and said loudly: "Zhenren Zhou, our family is here to pay Chu a thousand years old."

The courtyard door opens by itself.

Zhou Yi sat on the stone chair in the courtyard, the fairy peach tree restrained its breath, and the sacred cow disappeared directly.

"It's disturbing the real person's practice."

Eunuch Zhu had a kind face and cupped his hands and said, "Eunuch Chu heard that the real person is good at refining elixirs, so he sent us to ask if we can refine this elixir?"

As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper, on which dozens of spiritual objects were densely written, but the name of the elixir was not marked.

Zhou Yi thought for a moment and said: "It seems to be a life-prolonging elixir that can be refined."

"Zhen Zhenzhen is such a talented person, we will have to worry about him a lot in the future."

Eunuch Zhu's eyes lit up. Regardless of whether Eunuch Chu needed to refine elixirs or not, he also wanted to have a good relationship with the master of alchemy.

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "My father-in-law doesn't mind that the small courtyard is simple. You are welcome at any time."

"Then let's go back and recover first."

Eunuch Zhu surrendered and turned into a stream of light to escape towards the Chamberlain.

Waiting to return to the Yamen Office of the Internal Affairs Department.

Eunuch Zhu suddenly remembered that the purpose of his trip was to investigate the traces of the real immortal in the capital. He took out the jade plate magic weapon and found no reaction.

"Well, Master Zhou has nothing to do with the True Immortal!"