I have Immortality In The Cultivation World

Chapter 186 - 183: Slaying Demons and Eliminating Evil

Scripture Hall.

"The Tao arises from nothingness, the divine coalesces from the void, from one Yin and one Yang, all things are nurtured."

"The Tao is such that, making use of the Five Elements for its purpose, thus through transmutation and succession, life begets life unceasingly…"

Zhou Yi, wearing the Heavens-reaching Jade Crown and clad in a Great Purple Taoist Robe, sat upright in a perilous position, his hands holding the scripture scroll as he read out loud eloquently.

After the recitation of the ancient sages’ scriptures concluded, he began to explain it word by word, sentence by sentence,

Zhou Yi was now eight hundred and twenty-six years old. Since the very first Cultivation Technique from the heavenly prison was a Taoist martial art, and after moving from place to place, like Little Dan Mountain and the Righteous Sun Abyss, he had cultivated for over eight hundred years and had never ceased to recite and comprehend the works of the ancients.

Now, as he lectured, he cited the classics with ease, his words flowing like a river, combining other Taoist scriptures and extending into the wonderful uses of immortal path techniques.

The profound meaning hidden within brief words, reaching all the way to the essence of cultivation.

Alas, among the thousand-plus disciples listening to the teachings below, few were able to focus with rapt attention. Some were restless and distracted, others had their minds wandering off, and some were even on the verge of falling asleep.

Having finished one volume of "Master Fubo’s Treatise on Resolving Doubts and Pointing Out Mysteries," Zhou Yi’s mana had mostly recovered, and he was ready to leave to continue ripening the Jianmu. Then, a disciple below stood up and paid his respects.

Yu Shou bowed deeply and said, "Elder, your disciple is troubled by doubts."

"Speak."

Zhou Yi descended from the flight light, his mana still circulating non-stop, constantly absorbing spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy in Nine Continents was far more abundant than in the Eastern Sea, allowing recovery of mana four or five times a day without using Spirit Stones or consuming elixirs.

Seeing that the elder’s tone was gentle and he was usually kind, Yu Shou plucked up the courage to say, "Disciple does not understand, with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth becoming ever sparser and the way of the Dao severed, why does the elder still insist on lecturing on the scriptures?"

The disciples whose minds had been wandering perked up their ears, and those who had been dozing off instantly awoke.

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "I remember you, attached to your parents and family, never intending to follow the sect to the Nine Continents."

"Thank you, elder, for your concern."

Yu Shou’s eyes reddened slightly. He knelt to the ground and kowtowed three times, "When the ancestral vein was severed, disciple left the sect to return home, only to find my parents had already passed away. After paying respects at their graves, there was nothing left to hold me in the Eastern Sea."

Zhou Yi asked, "You are diligent in listening to the scriptures on regular days. Tell me, how do my current lectures differ from the original ones?"

Yu Shou thought carefully and said, "Originally, the elder’s lectures were practical, but in the past year, they have tended towards abstraction, discussing the great Dao, longevity, and attaining immortality!"

"Very good."

Zhou Yi’s gaze swept across the disciples and said, "This elder, as well as the True Monarchs of our sect, are of course aware of your troubled minds. Clearly, there is no hope for the Dao, yet you are confined within the underground palace with no freedom."

"The underground palace is cold; how can it compare to the delightful world above with its mundane glories and riches?"

The disciples blushed with shame upon hearing this. Taoist cultivators who had recited scriptures since a young age and were taught from the beginning that cultivation must remain pure and natural, having no desire for worldly luxuries.

Yet, after a year of secluded cultivation in the underground palace, many disciples were discussing in private, full of resentment about the sect’s restriction against leaving the underground palace.

"How easy is it to seek wealth and status? If you go out now, relying on your cultivation and spells, you can indeed live a wealthy and carefree life."

Zhou Yi then asked, "However, as the spiritual energy of this world visibly thins, a time will come when cultivators are scarce until they completely disappear. What will you do then, without spells?"

Yu Shou pondered for a moment and said, "Does the elder mean to say that one can exchange the works of the ancients for wealth and status?"

"A teachable child indeed."

Zhou Yi nodded and said, "There are always people in this world seeking immortality, or at least those who dream of it. Such people hold wealth and power. Just by being versed in the scriptures of longevity, even without casting spells or practicing alchemy, one can earn wealth and status!"

The disciples in the hall suddenly understood; the words of a Golden Elixir True Monarch would never be wrong, and their resentment dissolved in an instant.

Yu Shou asked, "When shall we wait until?"

Zhou Yi feigned calculation with his fingers and answered,

"Keep a peaceful mind; the opportune time will come!"

...

Da Qian Capital.

Spring Breeze Building.

Even after decades, the business was still booming.

Zhou Yi used the Transforming Shape Formula to change into a young master, his cultivation level appearing as Qi Refinement third layer, as he swaggered in.

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After Da Qian unified the Cloud Continent, there were already many Loose Cultivators in the capital. After the ancestral veins were severed, even more cultivators gathered here, indulging in the worldly glory and riches.

Just as he stepped through the door, he breathed in the familiar scent of greasepaint.

Before the madam could come over to welcome him, an old Taoist approached, with his long face, two tufts of beard, and two brows arching obliquely.

"Fellow Daoist, are you looking for scriptures?"

Zhou Yi swept over him with his Divine Sense. The old Taoist was at the seventh layer of Qi Refinement and inquired, "What kind of scriptures?"

The old Taoist saw Zhou Yi’s interest in buying and immediately brightened up, pulling him into a luxurious private room on the second floor. He shooed away more than a dozen girls and pulled out four jade slips from his storage bag.

"I am Xu Ling, a master of the four arts of immortal cultivation, possessing items of extraordinary origin which certainly cannot be compared to those Wild Taoist Priests!"

Zhou Yi casually picked up a jade slip, his Divine Sense sweeping through it, revealing more than ten types of Formation within.

One among them, called the Speck of Dust Formation, was wondrously profound, said to be capable of shrinking thousands of miles of land into a single speck of dust. In the past, the Mountain Protection Array of both the righteous and demon paths of the Nine Continants incorporated elements of this Formation.

"Indeed extraordinary. How did they come into your possession? If they were stolen, I dare not buy them."

"Rest assured, fellow Daoist. I was originally a disciple of the Five Spirits Sect."

Xu Ling, having found a fresh-faced cultivator, quickly said, "I followed a Nascent Soul elder in breaking into the Ghost King Sect, killed a few little demons, and looted these inheritances from their corpses."

"I see."

Zhou Yi was not concerned about its authenticity and asked, "What’s the price?"

"Five…"

The old Daoist deliberately drew out the sound, but when he noticed Zhou Yi frowning slightly, he quickly changed his tune, "Ten Spirit Stones."

The sect’s top secrets, once invaluable and beyond measure by Spirit Stones, had now fallen to the point of being hawked to anyone they meet, all for the paltry sum of fifty Spirit Stones.