Cultivating Master In City

Zhou Yi's eyes were like electricity. He stared at Yi Sheng. His hands suddenly worked hard and grabbed Zhou Yi. At this moment, his left foot suddenly worked hard and kicked Yi Sheng's waist.

"Puff"

Yi Sheng's eyes showed a trace of horror, and the blood in his mouth suddenly spewed out, which was obviously traumatized.

"Do you really think I dare not touch you!!" Zhou Yi takes Xiaocha in his arms and looks at Yi Sheng coldly.

At this time, Yi Sheng was very uncomfortable. His waist had been seriously injured in that blow. He looked a little shocked. He didn't think that a waste could hurt himself!

If you hurt yourself so easily, at least your cultivation should be above the triple level of martial arts. Has the youth in front of you entered the third level of martial arts?

If he deliberately forbears, what is his purpose? Is he trying to rise rapidly from the name of waste and obtain the name of genius? Or another purpose?

If so, the young man in front of him must have an unfathomable plan. The humiliation he has suffered over the years will certainly be doubled in the future!

After Yi Sheng thought of it, his heart suddenly became cold. He fled the scene like crazy!

People have inverse scales. Zhou Yi's inverse scales are small tea!

If someone moves her, Zhou Yi will hurt her ten inches!

Xiaocha lies quietly in Zhou Yi's arms, her face is slightly red, but she feels very happy!

Zhou Yi didn't feel embarrassed at all. He gently pushed Xiaocha away, stroked Xiaocha's messy hair with his white fingers, and walked quickly towards his house.

The girl's mood was suddenly a little lost. She turned and looked at Zhou Yi's lonely figure, her eyes shaking slightly. The scene of the two people's struggle just now, with Xiaocha's weak body, didn't see it at all, but she wondered why her master would spit blood and leave here.

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"Pooh!" Zhou Yi returns to the room and spits out a mouthful of old blood. His body can't use too much spiritual power. Otherwise, the spiritual power will run around. At least, it will hurt the meridians. At worst, the spiritual power will not be controlled and explode his body alive.

He didn't want to fight with Yi Sheng just now, but when he saw Yi Sheng touch the little tea, his spiritual power was boiling.

Zhou Yi sat on his bed and rested for a moment. He quickly opened the peeping Nirvana from the Sutra Pavilion, and his mind kept turning.

Although Zhou Yi's muscles and veins are abandoned, his memory is extraordinary. As long as he glances at a book, he can firmly remember it in his heart, although he doesn't say it backwards.

However, this peeping at nirvana is different from other books. Zhou Yi wants to remember the villains' actions, but those villains seem to be spiritual, and their actions are constantly changing, as if they were alive!

Zhou Yi was immediately surprised. He fiercely closed the peeping at nirvana, and a cold sweat poured out on his forehead. The whole person looked straight ahead like a wood.

"What's the situation!!" Zhou Yi's head tingled, and villain patterns seemed to enter his mind, waving his posture constantly.

The movements of these villains are not very like boxing. Each movement seems to have some mysterious meaning.

After looking at peeping nirvana, Zhou Yi clearly knows that these actions are the first level of peeping nirvana, peeping weak, but he can't imagine how these actions appear in his mind.

The whole peeping nirvana is divided into seven realms, three peeping and four nirvana.

Three peeps, weak peeps, Yin peeps, Yang peeps.

Four nirvana, bones and muscles, blood, flesh and soul.

Peeping at the weak is to fully develop their own body functions. Each part can become a deadly weapon. After a lot of cultivation, they can clearly see through the weakness of the enemy, so as to achieve the effect of weak enemy strong.

And these villains appeared in Zhou Yi's mind. Those actions seem to have been practiced countless times. The memory is particularly clear. Each action has a sense of familiarity.

Zhou Yi breathed out. He went to the empty room and began to imitate the first level of cultivation.

For more than ten years, although Zhou Yi can't practice Dharma and can only practice some foreign Kung Fu, his foundation is very solid. Now he doesn't have much astringent meaning in practicing peeping at nirvana.

The action does not require force, but intention, and there must be no pause between each action, which must be consistent.

At this time, Zhou Yi's body is like a woman. It seems that he is not practicing, but dancing a strange dance.

Zhou Yi was also quite helpless about this. He just thought about the humiliation he had suffered. He endured it and finished the whole set of movements completely.

Among them, some movements have great requirements for the flexibility of the body. If Zhou Yi's muscles and bones do not reach a certain level, he will suffer some pain.

Although the whole set of movements did not use too much strength, Zhou Yi's forehead was still sweating, and he was a little panting. The spiritual power imprisoned around Dantian began to boil.

After that, a little spiritual power separated from the surrounding areas of the elixir field and slowly rushed towards their abandoned muscles and veins, but the spiritual power was too small and the blocked muscles and veins did not respond.

Without any awareness, Zhou Yi moved his muscles and bones and began to repeat the actions of the first level of cultivation.

The master of cultivation stresses diligence and progress, which Zhou Yi has long known. Over the years, he has spent seven or eight hours a day cultivating his body. Although he looks soft and weak, his body has been strong to a certain extent.

After a long time, Zhou Yi has practiced the whole set of movements for dozens of times, from a little astringent at the beginning to proficient.

However, Zhou Yi's imprisoned spiritual power began to be restless because of his practice of peeping into nirvana. Many spiritual power began to impact Zhou Yi's muscles and veins, and Zhou Yi's body came bursts of pain.

"If you let me be a waste all my life, it would be better to be blown apart by the spiritual power!" Zhou Yi angrily opened his eyes and stamped his feet fiercely. He began to endure the pain and practice the first set of movements again.

Psychic power impacted the blocked muscles and veins, and there were bursts of heart wrenching pain, but Zhou Yi looked as usual and didn't care.

It seems that what he has now is not his own body, and he has no treasure.

The pain is more and more tearing, the body has been wet by sweat, and the clothes are tightly attached to the skin, which is unspeakable.

The scattered spiritual power in Zhou Yi's body was very special. It constantly impacted Zhou Yi's blocked meridians at the same place, like a drop of water through a stone. Suddenly, there was a dull noise in his body, and a blocked meridians actually opened.

Zhou Yi was overjoyed. He kept moving like clouds and flowing water. His body repeated it over and over again. Sweat flowed into his eyes. He didn't blink.

Time passed quietly. Zhou Yi seemed crazy without any fatigue. The ground was wet with sweat.

"It seems that this peeping at Nirvana can really reshape the flesh and transform people's physical meridians!" after Zhou Yi finished the action, his body lightened like a pool of mud and lay paralyzed on the ground.

Because of excessive detachment, it was difficult to hold his palm hard, but it could not hide Zhou Yi's happy face.

Just now, several abandoned meridians in his body were washed away by the spiritual power, and less than half of the spiritual power imprisoned in Dantian was also removed. If he persisted for a period of time, all the abandoned and blocked meridians in his body would be unobstructed, and he would no longer be the waste of the past!

Zhou Yi grinned at the corners of his mouth, showing a very ugly smile, but this smile is the most expected in recent years.

Teenagers will grow up in blood!!!

In the twinkling of an eye, more than a month has passed, and the days passed as usual, but the seven kings who went to the tomb of the emperor of the dynasty did not return.

After a month of hell like cultivation, Zhou Yi's abandoned blocked meridians have been opened up by the holy power, and the time bomb hidden in the Dantian has gradually begun to be eliminated.

This month, he endured great pain. Those heartbreaking feelings made the teenager numb to the pain, his face faded green and looked much more mature than before.

"Hum, drink"

The boy's footsteps were like a dragon, stepping on the ground silently, but there was a sense of awe. His body twisted strangely, and there were bursts of "Ga bang, GA Bang".

With a light drink, the young man ran out like a cheetah. The speed was as fast as lightning. In the twinkling of an eye, he was close to the iron man.

The young man stroked hard with his left hand, and the palm crossed the iron man's head. The whole movement was flowing and full of power.

"Bang"

The iron man's head was immediately divided into two parts with his body. It fell luxuriously to the ground, and the incision was neat, as if it had been scratched by a sharp weapon.

"I didn't expect that I would have such power with only a trace!" the young man looked at the neck incision of the iron man in surprise, and his eyes were unbelievable.

This month, although he suffered a lot of pain, Zhou Yi received a far richer return than the pain. He not only opened up the body and blocked the meridians, but also by chance, he could use part of the spiritual power in the Dantian.

After a long time of cultivation, the body can resonate with the forces existing between heaven and earth, and absorb some for its own use, or swallow precious magic medicine like Zhou Yi and forcibly obtain some of the power contained in the magic medicine. This power is called spiritual power.

The former, because it is the spiritual power produced by self-cultivation, has no disadvantages, but the latter is not.

After a long time of cultivation, the muscles, bones and meridians reach a certain strength before they can absorb an appropriate amount of spiritual power. However, this elixir does not care about the strength of your muscles and veins. As long as you swallow it, it will produce spiritual power. If your muscles and veins are not strong enough, you will be supported and burst the meridians by this spiritual power. At least, you will become useless, or you will be like Zhou Yi, or die

Zhou Yi shook hands tightly, and an abundant force poured into the palm of his hand. The corners of his mouth were light, showing a confident smile.

"Xuantian, I'm Zhou Yi!" the boy shouted up to the sky, revealing a trace of arrogance in his voice!

The sound reverberated for nine days, and there was an echo that remained for a long time.