Stone room.

Zhou Yi activates his magic power, and the mountain and river tripod appears in his hands out of thin air.

Gently throw it out, it surged to a height of one person in the storm, and hit the stone wall hard.

boom!

The earth shakes, and the gravel collapses.

A large pit appeared on the stone wall of the cave, with spider web-like cracks around it extending outward two or three feet away.

"It is so powerful after initial refining. Sure enough, immortal cultivators cannot do without magical weapons. The difference is like a martial arts master equipped with a heavy firearm!"

Zhou Yi uses essence and blood to refine the mountain and river tripod. When it is activated, it is like an arm instructing it. The mind controls the size and changes at will, and the thoughts can be smashed over.

"However, the mana consumption is a bit too high!"

With just a dozen breaths, Zhou Yi consumed most of his magic power. Just as he was about to take back the treasure cauldron, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his heart.

Immediately, I jumped and fell into the mountain and river cauldron.

In this way.

The mountains and rivers danced in the sky, and Zhou Yi flew with him. His speed was not as fast as light skills, but he really left the earth!

"It's a pity that it's not a steward, it can only be considered a ride."

Before Zhou Yi exhausted his magic power, he took the Shanhe Cauldron back into his belly to nourish himself.

The long-lasting mana nourishment makes the power of the blood-refining spirit weapon gradually stronger, closely connected with the master's flesh and blood, and the mana consumption will be greatly reduced when activated.

"Even if the spiritual soldiers grow slowly, they will one day turn into real mountain and river tripods."

"A tripod conquers mountains, rivers, sun, moon, heaven and earth!"

Zhou Yi had high hopes for the Shanhe Cauldron. In the future, when there were spiritual materials and objects, they would be refined into the cauldron. Even if it took thousands or tens of thousands of years, it would eventually transform into the strongest treasure in the world.

"Now with magical tools, the innate master can't stand the power of a cauldron. Can you make a wave of it?"

"No! It's only the second level of Qi Refining, and it's like an ant in the immortal cultivation world."

Zhou Yi quickly cut off this dangerous idea and repeatedly warned himself that being low-key is the king, and being cautious can lead to immortality!

Push away the boulder blocking the hole.

The mist in the mountains is dark, the cold wind is howling, and the Taoist robe is blew.

Zhou Yi used his light skills to fly down the mountain along the forest path.

He has never been to the world for ten years. He drinks mountain spring water when he is thirsty, and roasts wild animal meat when he is hungry. He has really become an isolated monk.

Pengshan County is not far away, and it takes only one or two hours to use light skills, but Zhou Yi deliberately uses this to temper his mood.

"The master is lonely! Only by enduring boredom and loneliness can one achieve the true path of immortality!"

Zhou Yi practiced in the world, but he would not let himself sink into it, left the world and remained independent, and looked at the changes in the court from the perspective of bystanders.

This time, he was far away from the worldly contrast and compared with the worldly experiences, and he had many insights.

Wandering through the world can keep human nature and avoid becoming a cold stone.

Retreat outside the world is to stabilize the mind of Tao and protect the fruit of immortality.

Half an hour later, the official Tao could be seen ahead.

The noisy sound of pedestrians talking and the sound of wheels turning were heard one after another in Zhou Yi's ears, as if soundproof glass was shattered, and the silent picture became real in an instant.

at this time.

Zhou Yi should have written a Taoist poem to express his feelings in his heart, and then he seemed to be fairy-like.

However, I was uneducated and I had been stolen from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain for dozens of miles. I got the inconsistent "returning to nature in one day", and I could no longer figure out anything else.

So he let out a long and loud voice.

"I, Old Mo Zhou, are back!"

Shocked up a forest of birds!

...

The tenth year of Jinglong.

Laba.

Baifu.

Qulang pavilions, rockery and strange rocks, and a mansion worth a few of the most famous ones in Shenjing.

In recent years, Emperor Jinglong relied on his royal family and many royal families held important positions. Prince Anhua was the governor of the Beijing camp. He was of high status and powerful position, and his only legitimate daughter also gained more glory.

As for the former Governor Sun Xiangming, he went to collect 100,000 taels of military pay for corruption, beheaded and displayed to the public, and his family exiled to the northern border to exile.

After all, it is already the emperor's benevolence to commit rebellion and not kill the nine clans!

Emperor Jinglong followed Zhang Xiang's suicide note, used relatives and nobles to fight with civil and military officials.

The emperor stayed in the middle to reconcile, so that the east wind would not overwhelm the west wind, nor would the west wind dominate the east wind, and the throne was as stable as Mount Tai.

It's dawn.

Chen Jinyu went to Rongning Hall early to pay his respects, talked to Princess Rongchang for a while, and then returned to his own courtyard.

The plum blossoms in the yard are in bloom.

The flowers are white and red, and the petals are lubricated and transparent. Perhaps because the land where the plum tree is located is fertile, you can smell a thin fragrance from afar, which goes straight into your heart.

Chen Jinyu sat on a stool by the window, looked at the plum blossoms in the yard, and closed the "Wu System" in his hand.

"Miss, it's windy, put on a cloak!" The maid Luzhu came over with her cloak in her hair.

The standard configuration of the young master of the Bai Mansion is that in addition to the wet nurse since childhood, there are four tutors, two personal maids, and five or six servile maids who clean the house.

Chen Jinyu just lived in the Bai family, but was extremely favored by his loyal parents, so he treated this way.

At this time.

A few answers came from the door.

"Hello, Mama!"

"Qingmei, is Miss here?"

"exist!"

A moment later, an old woman came in angrily. She was Chen Jinyu's nanny.

In his forties, he is in his blue cloth shirt, and his wrinkled face looks like tree bark.

"Miss, the prostitutes in the kitchen are so unreasonable. I didn't even want a bowl of Laba porridge. When the second master's maid went to ask for it, he immediately brought the food box. I was so shameless..."

The old woman howled a few times, and saw Chen Jinyu's cold expression, her voice gradually became smaller.

Chen Jinyu waited for her to stop and waved, "Madam Hu, you can take my Laba porridge, go down."

"Ah? Miss, I..."

When Madam Hu heard this, she thrust her face and didn't know what to say for a moment.

A cold look flashed in Chen Jinyu's eyes. Madam Hu felt that the temperature in the room suddenly dropped a few points, so she shivered and hurriedly retreated.

"This greedy old guy."

Lu Zhu flattened her little mouth and couldn't help but mutter, the sound was just right for Chen Jinyu to hear it.

"You go down too."

Chen Jinyu shook his head slightly. Because he had too many parents to take care of him, for example, he would stay in Rong'an Hall for the longest time, and for example, his adoptive father would always bring some delicious food and fun when he went out.

Perhaps the value is not as good as a meal at home, and the meaning it represents makes the genuine young master and lady envious.

If you envy too much, you will be jealous!

"I wish I could be a man!"

Chen Jinyu continued to recite the "Friendship System". This book of military books begged to find by his adoptive father to record the military system of Fengyang Kingdom and the biography of the military books that are not shamed by the top portal of Shenjing.

Immersed in the book to dispatch soldiers and generals, as for fighting with the young master and the lady in the house?

Boring!

Chen Jinyu knew that he was a refugee and would leave Bai's mansion sooner or later, so why bother to be hard for his loyal parents?

...

At night.

The north wind blows the ground.

The branches outside the window swayed, illuminating on the paper like ghosts.

Squeak!

With a slight sound, the sleeping Chen Jinyu woke up in a panic, his eyes shining brightly in the darkness.
To be continued...