I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

With a hesitant expression, Fa Yun was, after all, a Nascent Soul Daoist in Dong Sheng Divine Continent with a certain reputation. He had always been the one to "convert" others; he had never suffered such grievance before.

"Senior Brother must make a decision quickly."

Zhou Yi looked up at the monk who had just entered and smiled, "Is this Senior Brother Fa Nan? I have long heard of Senior Brother's great name, and seeing you today, you truly stand out from the ordinary!"

Having listened for a while, Fa Nan made some quick calculations in his mind; thirty percent of the Wish Power Beads was not a small number.

Moreover, after slaying demons and spreading Buddhist Law, the task of proclaiming it would naturally be undertaken by his followers, and he would only need to sit behind the scenes and wait to reap the incense offerings and wish power, which wouldn't take much effort.

Thinking of this, Fa Nan handed his storage bag to Zhou Yi and said,

"I have gained a little from listening to Junior Brother's discussion of the scriptures a few days ago; these Wish Power Beads can serve as a thank you gift."

"Senior Brother is too courteous; there is no need to be so formal between us."

As Zhou Yi spoke, he had already tucked the storage bag into his sleeve, his actions quick and efficient, without the slightest hint of refusal.

Fa Nan suppressed the pain in his heart and said, "Senior Brother has heard of the Blood Transforming Demon Monarch, I've heard the old demon harms living beings and commits all sorts of evil deeds. I have long wanted to eliminate him. Just now, I heard Junior Brother mention news of the Demon Head..."

"Indeed, there is such news."

Zhou Yi sensed the refined meaning behind his words and said, "Does Senior Brother wish to visit Jiangtai Mountain? There are tens of millions of mortals there, and the incense offerings are no small amount!"

"This is exactly my intention."

Fa Nan spoke with righteous indignation, "Please, Junior Brother, tell me in detail where the Demon Head is cultivating in seclusion; I shall go to save the common people right away!"

"Amitabha!"

Fa Yun chanted the Buddha's name with a sorrowful expression, "Doesn't Junior Brother Fa Nan understand the principle of first come, first served? I am just discussing with Junior Brother the matter of subduing demons, please wait a moment longer."

Fa Nan said, "Senior Brother, I clearly saw you reject it before I stepped forward to speak."

"When did I reject it?"

Fa Yun hurriedly said, "How could I refuse to suppress demons? Even if there was no incense offering, I would still do it out of duty, let alone having thirty percent!"

"Amitabha!"

Fa Nan turned his head toward Zhou Yi and said, "It must have been hard for Junior Brother to scout out the demon's lair. I am willing to give up ten percent of the incense offerings as your deserved reward; you shouldn't have to toil for nothing."

Zhou Yi was suddenly stunned; how could this monk, with his thick eyebrows and large eyes, learn to be so cunning so quickly?

Fa Yun, not one to be outdone, was now engaged in a contest of face with his Junior Brother and could not afford to lose. He said, "Senior Brother is willing to offer twenty percent..."

"Both Senior Brothers, please hear me out."

Zhou Yi promptly stopped their spiral of one-upmanship and said, "How about both of you go together to slay the Blood Transforming Demon Monarch? Of the thirty percent incense offerings and wish power obtained, how about each of you take fifteen percent?"

"Excellent, excellent!"

Fa Yun and Fa Nan nodded slightly, suddenly feeling that fifteen percent wasn't bad.

After sending off both Senior Brothers.

Zhou Yi returned to the hall and opened the two storage bags, each containing a hundred pure Wish Power Beads.

The monks talk of detachment, but in reality, they also adhere to hierarchies. In these days, as they came to express their gratitude, the Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarch contributed two hundred beads, while the Nascent Soul Daoists gave one hundred each; no one gave less, and no one overstepped.

"This Spirit Mountain really is a treasure. After a few more harvests, the ox kid will be able to transform sooner!"

While cultivating, Zhou Yi did not forget to continuously advance his business.

The four demons of Futai Mountain were already extinguished, and the other Demon Heads friendly with Bai Suixin were also dealt with by joint forces of his Buddhist and Daoist peers.

Usually, it was a group of four or five ganging up on one, with the more renowned Demon Heads facing ten of the great sects' elites!

"Three months have passed; the rage of my master should have subsided by now, shouldn't it?"

Zhou Yi contemplated briefly, then took out the Divination Tube and directly used the Cutting Heaven Technique, consuming eight hundred years of his lifespan.

He divined the fortune and misfortune of returning to Heavenly Mountain tomorrow.

The divining stick shook, and when it landed, its glow coalesced into two characters.

Great Peril!

"The omen of great fortune; why does it show great peril?"

Zhou Yi soon had an epiphany. It was obvious that the two masters getting married was great fortune, as it meant a stable background for himself; however, angering the Iron Crown Immortal and facing punishment was a great misfortune.

"Looking at it this way, I must not return to Heavenly Mountain for the time being!"

"However, this trip has also been beneficial. Since the two masters have not kept anything from me, returning to face some punishment is only proper..."

After pondering for a moment, Zhou Yi headed to the Great Heroic Treasure Hall.

Yin Guang Luohan was expounding the Dharma; as soon as he saw Zhou Yi come in, he agreed without needing Zhou Yi to make a request.

"Go down the mountain!"

"Remember in the future, as one who carries the true transmission of Buddhism, do not indulge in face-losing affairs again, lest your master has to capture you personally and bring you back to recite sutras!"

"Thank you, Master."

Zhou Yi bowed deeply in respect, now with genuine sincerity.

Beneath his feet, five-colored clouds appeared, coalescing into the shape of a lotus platform, and he flew from west to east.

He reached Futai Mountain first, this mountain is located in the western part of Dongsheng Divine Continent, having just snatched it back from the clutches of the demon path a month ago. Many Little Demons still hidden on the mountain, disciples from the celestial sect and the Buddhist sect are hunting and besieging them everywhere.
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Mountain God Temple.

Zhou Yi descended from his cloud and entered directly.

The main hall enshrined four Taoist deities, which appeared to be the ancient ancestors of the celestial sect. His Divine Sense swept over and noticed monks and Taoists in the side halls to the left and right.

In the left hall, there was a statue of an Arhat, bearing a five or six parts resemblance to Yin Guang.

In another hall was a statue of a female immortal that looked seventy to eighty percent like Crimson Feather Immortal.

"This mix is somewhat irregular..."

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, not intending to give his opinion on this. When the three religions truly merged, there were always monks to explain the scriptures.

For example, in ancient times before the celestial way thrived, Buddhism and Taoism were not differentiated, and all cultivators were collectively referred to as Qi Refinement practitioners. Based on this, one could write hundreds of volumes of texts to prove the correctness of the "three religions merging".

"Fellow Daoists, I've come to visit!"

The voice echoed through the mountains, and the Nascent Soul Daoist who was temporarily in charge of the mountain immediately rode his flying light over.

They feasted for several days before finally resting.

Then after traveling for a few days, he arrived at Divine Wind Mountain. This place had been under cultivation for over twenty years. the secular world had gone through a generation of people, and the region had changed considerably from what it once was.

From barren hills and wild ridges, it had become green waters and mountains, with the population having grown several times.

At this moment.

Temple was holding a sacrificial ceremony, Zhou Yi's fingers calculated, and unexpectedly today was the day he had slain Black Wind Demon Monarch years ago.

"I forgot about it, yet the common people remember to offer yearly sacrifices!"

Zhou Yi waved his hand, and sweet rain fell from the sky above the temple, curing all the believers of their hidden ailments. From then on, they would not suffer unexpected disasters and would live to be a hundred years old.

The believers thought it was the Mountain God showing his grace, leading to an uproar.

In the sky where the Wish Power originally was pure and transparent, streaks of golden color began to emerge. This was the most refined incense, which even human immortals sought to condense into Merit Beads.

Zhou Yi then went to Coiling Cloud Mountain.

This place did not have a Daoist leading it but used the reputation of the celestial sect to intimidate cultivators from the Four Seas.

Zhou Yi didn't go to the Mountain God Temple, but instead used the Invisibility Technique and casually descended his cloud to a town at the foot of the mountain.

The town was not large, with a population of over ten thousand.

It was the hight of summer, the sun blazing hot, and there were few people on the streets.

Zhou Yi erected a Long Banner that proclaimed "Iron mouth direct predictions" and walked from one end of the street to the other, circumambulating the town. Along the way, he did encounter a few people seeking divinations.

Mundane matters, with a little calculation, one could easily comprehend cause and effect.

Such profound and mysterious skill, in the eyes of commoners, is like the divine beings in a temple - they believe without doubt and receive answers to all questions.

"How is the Mountain God of this Divine Wind Mountain?"

"The Mountain God is excellent, protecting us with harmonious winds and timely rains. We haven't experienced a natural disaster in many years!"

"With such smooth sailing, why still seek divination?"

"I just want to make a bit of small money, buy a house, get a concubine..."

"Hahaha!"

Zhou Yi couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this. Such a simple wish should be fulfilled. He immediately used his spell on the ground, and instantly, the stone pavement transformed into bright yellow, glittering gold bricks.

The person seeking divination was both surprised and delighted, bowing three times before running home with the gold bricks.

Zhou Yi calculated with his fingers and found that this fellow's latter wish would be hard to fulfill. Given his domineering wife at home, he wouldn't even get to spend this gold, and before he died, he passed it on to his two sons.

"In this way, it is also a satisfactory end for the common people!"

With a step that spanned a hundred feet, he instantly disappeared from the town.

Five-Colored Clouds rose into the sky, flying all the way to the far east of Dongsheng Divine Continent, to Qi Wu Mountain.

The flying light descended.

Zhou Yi's Divine Sense swept through the Mountain God Temple, no different from when he collected incense last time, except that the temple keeper Wu Qiong had aged even more.

In the main hall.

Wu Qiong was offering incense when he suddenly turned his head as if blessed by a moment of enlightenment, and saw a blue-robed Taoist standing at the entrance. He quickly bowed in salute.

"Greetings, Mountain God!"

"Your lifespan is coming to an end. Do you have any wishes?"

Zhou Yi asked, "I first met your father here in Dongsheng Divine Continent, which is also a connection. Even if I extend your life for another hundred years, it is within my means!"

Wu Qiong kept his body bent, shaking his head as he spoke.

"This junior asks for nothing more, only wishing the Mountain God's path to thrive!"

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, and his figure disappeared from view, with faint singing echoing.

"People all say how good it is to be immortals..."