Chapter 157: 163 Overseas excursion

The inertia of thinking that has been formed for hundreds of years in Zhouyi has long since lost the concept of seizing the day and night.

Year after year of stability, after a long period of time, what you want will naturally be available.

That's why based on Bai Yan's martial arts qualifications, a three-month period was set, and he could reach the stage of animal blood baptism step by step.

Now Bai Yan forcibly swallowed the meat porridge, endured the pain of splitting his body and endangered his life, and reached the goal one month ahead of schedule, which actually disrupted Zhou Yi's arrangement.

"This is not a bad thing, but it can give him a chance."

After Zhou Yi talked about baptism and the method of condensing the orifice, a water tank appeared on the ground with a wave of his hand, which was filled with the blood of monsters and beasts.

"This method is quite rough, and there will be pain in the process. You can practice it."

"Thank you Daoist."

Bai Yan bowed to salute, took off his coat and dived into the water tank, tempering his body according to the method of baptism.

Strands of blood flowed in the muscles, tendons and bones, like washing the marrow with a needle point and a file. After Bai Yan endured for a while, he finally let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

Zhou Yi said: "This method originated from foreign lands. I heard that they started baptism at the age of seven or eight, and I have never seen anyone calling it like this."

Bai Yan's face turned red from holding back, he didn't want to be inferior to children, so he could only hold back his voice.

"That's right."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, Bai Yan didn't know that other people used to dilute animal blood for baptism, since he knew how to seize the day, he should bear more pain.

Jindan Zhenjun protected him face to face, and pressed his soul back even if his soul was out of his body, and he couldn't die even if he tossed about it casually.

After a few days, the essence and blood in the water tank were as thin as water.

Bai Yan's muscles swelled rapidly, and when he exerted all his strength, the surface of his skin revealed a thin blood.

"Yes, continue."

Zhou Yi waved another vat of blood, three of which came from the big demon, and the taste was even more sour.

Bai Yan's talent in martial arts is ordinary, he shouldn't have made any great achievements, but he seized the opportunity tightly and didn't follow the trend.

"Personal efforts are still useful!"

Zhou Yi nodded approvingly, and then continued to choose to lie flat.

One month passed in a blink of an eye, and Bai Yan changed at a speed visible to the naked eye. His muscles turned red copper, his muscles and bones became wider and wider, and he was over eight feet tall.

Zhou Yi put away all the affairs in the courtyard, and said: "Remember the words of the poor, get married and have children."

"Remember, we are destined to have dozens of children, stretching across the Bai family."

Bai Yan knew that the only thing he could see was the blood on his body: "Is the Taoist leaving? I don't know if I will have the fate to honor you in this life."

"Fate gathers and breaks up, just get used to it!"

Zhou Yi sighed, looking through the history these days, and seeing familiar names one by one, it is inevitable to feel emotional.

After all, he turned into a light and left.

Bai Yan fell to his knees and kowtowed to the south, praying for a long life to the unknown Daoist.

Opening the courtyard door, before it could be locked, an old man in red came over to speak.

"Our family heard that the owner of this yard is back?"

With a white face and no beard, and a high-pitched voice, and judging by the pattern of the official robes, he must be the eunuch of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

According to Zhouyi's instructions, Bai Yan showed his ancestral jade pendant and said, "The Daoist is the descendant of an old friend of the ancestors of the Bai family. He passed by Qianjing, so he came to the courtyard to rest and pay homage to his ancestors."

The servant exerted his mana and slightly touched the jade pendant, and a huge and terrifying aura made him kneel down on the ground with weak legs.

Trying to calm down, the servant stood up tremblingly, and asked: "Little brother, what is your surname, who is your ancestor, and this... senior?"

"Miangui's surname is Bai, and I don't know the exact ancestor."

Bai Yan recalled for a moment and said: "On the family tree, there are only names and generations left. Many records of deeds have been lost since the ancestor Bai Guanghe."

"Bai Guanghe, General Bai?"

The servant was familiar with the history books of the country, and immediately recalled the origin of this person. At this time, several hurried voices came from his ears, and the voice changed immediately, and he cupped his hands respectfully: "It's actually the family of the Holy Empress. Disrespect and disrespect!"

Bai Yan shook his head again and again: "The Holy Queen's gift has already been withdrawn, so I dare not cling to it."

"Little brother doesn't know something. Recently, the court has re-investigated the case of Prince Huai's treason, and found that General Bai has nothing to do with the case."

The servant said indignantly: "Commander Zhao, who was in charge of this matter back then, asked General Bai for gold and silver but failed, so he planted and framed him, causing Zhongliang to be wronged!"

"..."

Bai Yan watched the servant open his eyes and speak nonsense, with a look of righteous indignation, as if it was his ancestor who was wronged.

The servant glanced at the courtyard and asked, "Little brother, is that senior still in Beijing?"

Bai Yan shook his head and said: "Master Dao said to burn some paper money with my ancestors, and then went back to the mountains to practice."

The servant was even more enthusiastic when he heard the words, and said: "Your Majesty has issued a decree to settle the case of the Bai family's injustice as soon as possible, and return all the gifts of the Holy Empress. There are also many rewards to compensate the Bai family for their grievances over the years."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Bai Yan was very witty and bowed in the direction of the palace to salute.

...

To the south of the capital.

An unnamed barren hill.

Due to the expansion of the capital, Laobai's tomb was moved here.

Zhou Yi burned several stacks of yellow paper and talked a lot.

After hundreds of years of wandering and living without a fixed place, the courtyard and tomb of Ganjing have become an anchor point, where many mourning is placed.

"Gone, I hope you will still be here in a few hundred years."

Zhou Yi was lying on the back of the yellow ox, flying all the way to the east with clouds on his four hooves.

After a few days.

Below it becomes a vast blue ocean, magnificent and boundless.

Passing by the island from time to time, Zhou Yi's divine sense swept over him to check for the presence of a monk.

Most of the islands are uninhabited, only sporadic large islands have villages and towns, and the population is far from that of Jiuzhou.

"Any island with villages and towns has at least one monk in the Qi refining period. It's not just a casual cultivator, but it seems to have the meaning of protection and guard."

Zhouyi's spiritual sense swept over, but the monks on the island didn't notice it.

The Qi Refining Cultivator's Imperial Weapon flies slowly, making it difficult to cross the vast sea, and cannot provide much useful information.

Half a month later.

The scalper skimmed tens of thousands of miles of sea area, and finally found a foundation-building monk on an island.

The island is small in size and crescent-shaped, with a Taoist temple built in the middle.

Zhou Yi put the scalper in the storage bag, turned into a young Taoist in a flash, and said loudly outside the Taoist temple on the island.

"Poverty Tang Xuan, come to visit."

Jindan Zhenjun's aura was undisguised, covering the entire Xiaoyue Temple, there was a sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping inside, and soon the middle door opened, and a dozen or so Taoists respectfully saluted under the leadership of the temple master.

"Poverty Xiaoyue, pay my respects to Senior Tang, please come from Zhenjun!"

"Trouble."

Zhou Yi was also polite, and went straight into the Taoist temple.

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The Taoist temple is full of spiritual energy, and five or six acres of spiritual fields have been cultivated. It is a spiritual land located on the surface, and the spiritual consciousness has swept through the spirit gathering pattern, which is no different from Jiuzhou.

Master Xiaoyue, the master of the temple, led the way by his side until he reached the main hall and asked Zhenjun to sit on the main seat, and then led all the disciples to bow and salute.

"Meet the real king!"

"No need to be too polite, just ask a few things and leave."

Zhou Yi said: "Pindao came to the East China Sea for the first time, and I don't know the division of power here, so please explain carefully."

Zhuji Daoist can be regarded as the middle class in Jiuzhou, and he is second only to the ancestor of the sect overseas, so he is enough to know the specific situation in the East China Sea.

"Returning to Zhenjun, Pindao traveled to the East China Sea when he was young, and he has been to many places."

Xiaoyue took out a jade slip and said: "Everything I've heard and seen is recorded here. There are various sects in the East China Sea, and there are also some anecdotes and legends that are true or false."

Zhou Yi photographed the jade slips, and his spiritual consciousness swept over them.

"There are so many sects in the East China Sea, which is much wider than what Pindao imagined!"

According to the records in the jade slips, Xiaoyue heard that she had seen more than 20 sects, and at least one Jindan Patriarch blessed them. It is difficult to compare with Dan Dingzong alone, and there are at least 30 true emperors in total, and they can also be called powerful foreign aid against righteous demons and swords.

What's more, Xiaoyue has not traveled all over the East China Sea, and the jade slips do not record all sects.

There are also descriptions of the customs and customs of the East China Sea. For example, the qi refining monks Zhou Yi saw on many islands were indeed responsible for protecting the mortals on the islands.

The sects near the island will regularly inspect the population settlements, and those with good spiritual roots will be accepted as disciples, and those with poor aptitude will be given exercises to practice on their own.

Daoist Xiaoyue is such a casual cultivator, with poor spiritual root aptitude and failed to join the sect, relying on his own efforts and opportunities to break through the foundation building. Fortunately, I found a piece of land without an owner, and then established a Taoist temple, and took in a few disciples.

Zhou Yi has seen the jade slips and has a general understanding of Donghai.

Many sects were recorded one by one, and three of them were famous for their special marks for refining, and they were mixed in first to obtain the inheritance of refining.

He asked again: "Chixia Island, as recorded in the jade slips, any monk can go to the island to practice?"

Chixia Island is recorded in detail in the Jade Slips. It is a well-known trading boundary for monks in the East China Sea.

"When the younger generation was young, he practiced on Chixia Island for several years, and spent spirit stones to rent a first-class cave, and only then did he reach the perfection of Qi refining before his lifespan expired."

Xiaoyue said: "The Wanbao Zhenjun who controls this island is rumored to have completed his golden core, and his strength is among the best in the East China Sea."

"Thank you."

Zhou Yi dropped the bottle of elixir casually, and disappeared in the form of light, and flew towards Chixia Island following the sea map in the jade slips.

...

Chixia Island.

When the sun sets, red clouds will appear on the island, which looks like a fairyland, hence the name.

Zhou Yi wandered around the periphery for half a month, randomly caught a few monks, and asked about the details of the island, which was exactly the same as that recorded in the jade slips.

today.

Jade Jane divination.

sign on.

"Good luck."

Zhou Yi Dunguang passed through the maze of protecting the island and was about to fall to the ground. According to what the monk said, he went to Fangshi to rent a cave.

An old voice came: "This fellow Taoist looks unfamiliar?"

Sure enough, the so-called not allowed to come and go, not to remember the name, and loose management, is only relative to the monks who established the foundation and below.

There is an aura-sensing restriction in the formation, and once the Jindan Zhenjun descends, it will alarm Chixia Island Lord.

Zhou Yi looked at the white-haired old man standing in the air, cupped his hands and said, "The poor Taoist Tang Xuan, a casual cultivator in Jiuzhou, is now very dangerous in fighting swords between righteous and demons. Come to the East China Sea to avoid disaster."

"I see."

The old Taoist is the True Monarch of Wanbao. As the name suggests, everything from the Taoist crown on his head to the boots on his feet is shining with precious light, and the whole person is wrapped in colorful light.

Zhou Yi laughed and said, "If it's inconvenient for fellow Taoists, then the poor Taoist will find another place."

Wan Bao pondered for a moment, then said: "It's okay, since it is a market, there is no reason to drive away the guests."

Then he took Zhou Yi into Chixiao Island.

With a radius of hundreds of miles, the island is one of the largest islands in the East China Sea. There are two mountain peaks standing in the center, the east is the practice place of Wanbao and his disciples, the west is opened up as a cave for lease, and the surrounding plains are reclaimed as spiritual fields.

Zhou Yi's spiritual sense swept over and saw many monks in the spiritual field, who were performing the Spiritual Rain Jue.

"Fellow Daoist, have you ever been to Yunzhou?"

"Pindao once went to Yunzhou to learn alchemy, and saw that Qifang City was doing well, so he learned it."

Wan Bao didn't think it was shameful to exploit casual cultivators, but said: "This not only prospers the island, but also gives casual cultivators opportunities, so that disciples can devote themselves to cultivating, which can be said to kill three birds with one stone."

Zhou Yi declined to comment, the feeling of Baigan back then was vividly remembered, and it was quite uncomfortable.

"Pindao rents a top-level cave, how many spirit stones a year?"

"It's an honor for fellow Taoists to come to practice on the island, how can I collect spirit stones."

Wan Bao took Zhou Yi to the top of the west mountain, took out a golden token, and said, "This is the entry and exit certificate for the top-level cave. You can stay as long as you like, and no one will disturb you."

"Thank you."

Zhou Yi took the token, activated by mana, and one of the many caves on the peak shone with aura.

The cave is a small Taoist temple with three entrances. There is no name on the plaque at the entrance. At the first entrance, there are rockery and strange rocks built with the trend of the mountain peaks. The second entrance is a fountain made of water from the ground veins. The overall layout is quite exquisite.

Wan Bao clasped his hands and said: "Fellow Daoist came to East China Sea for the first time, and everything is busy. I will come to ask for advice later."

After all, he turned into a light and left.

Zhou Yi carefully inspected the inside and outside, and found that there was only one layer of lost array, so he took out hundreds of arrays and arranged them all in the cave.

"Don't say Jindan Zhenjun, even if the Yuanying Patriarch comes to kill him, he can resist for a while!"

The Dragon Emperor chased and killed thousands of miles, allowing Zhou Yi to experience the power of the Yuanying ancestor's spells. At this time, there is also a reference for the formation of the prohibition, and it is no longer guesswork.

Zhou Yi arranged the outer formations, and arranged multiple hidden formations in the Sanjin courtyard to isolate the spiritual sense from detection.

The spirit ginseng doll couldn't wait to jump out of her arms, carrying a one-foot-long small medicine hoe, humming and humming to reclaim the spiritual fields and build a house for herself. Other elixir, such as the blood vine demon, were planted in the courtyard at will, and handed over to the spirit ginseng doll to take care of themselves.

The cattle change their appearance to hide their breath, like ordinary cattle, lying in the corner to rest.

After half an hour.

Zhou Yi arranged the practice objects, turned into a Taoist with an ordinary face, and left the mountain with the earth escape technique.

In the middle of the two peaks, a trading street was established, named Wanbaofang City.

There are not many monks in Fangshi, which is much less lively than Xiaodanshan and Daze. Most of the shops on both sides of the street are closed, and it should be that they have not been rented out yet.

"There are few mortals, and they are scattered all over the islands, which makes the world of cultivating immortals in the East China Sea inherently deficient."

Zhou Yi walked around the market for two times, and asked about the price of the elixir and magic weapon, which was 30 to 40% more expensive than Jiuzhou. Among them, the elixir for improving one's cultivation was 50% more expensive, and the foundation elixir was unheard of.

During the period, he used the enchantment technique, chatted with the shopkeeper, and easily got the news he wanted.

"Old man Wanbao has a good reputation. At least on the surface, he hasn't had any troubles in two hundred years. Let's do a casual practice here to accumulate some reputation, and wait for someone to invite him to join the sect!"

Getting ahead is not a business.

If Zhou Yi recommends himself to the door, he will definitely be regarded as having bad intentions, so he simply waits for someone to come and invite him to be the ancestor.

Calvin, the writing is very slow, I am very sorry

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