Cultivating Master In City

The Murong family can be said to be rich. The real prosperity began with Murong Yi and Murong Yong. Its family development history is only 20 years. Everyone knows that Murong Yi is smart and brave. One is good at all kinds of business and the other is powerful in the underworld.

Murong Yong, the second son, began to mix with the underworld when he was a teenager. Now it has been nearly 30 years. He is definitely a powerful figure who stomps on the city gate and shakes three times in the Longcheng underworld. In addition to the support of his eldest brother Murong Yi, Murong Yong's IQ is absolutely inseparable from his ability to stay in the underworld for 30 years. Many opponents who think Murong Yong is rude and unwise are finally killed by Murong Yong.

Murong Yong looked at himself, Murong Yijiang, his nephew. It can be said that the next generation of Murong family is better than their two brothers. In particular, Murong Yinan is an amazing genius. He is first-class and powerful in both academic and martial arts. Therefore, Murong Yijiang has basically been internally designated as the successor of Murong Yi, while Murong Yijiang is regarded as his successor by Murong Yong. But Murong Yijiang did something very irrational, which made Murong Yong very unhappy.

"Xiaojiang, the roommate you caught Zhou Yi didn't embarrass them, did you?"

Hearing the second uncle's culture, Murong Yijiang hesitated and replied, "no, it's just that he may encounter resistance when catching them and beat them a few times."

Murong Yong knew that his nephew's psychology was somewhat distorted and liked to abuse people. He thought that the two roommates of Zhou Yi had been beaten at least, but their lives should not be much threatened. First, he told Murong Yijiang: "contact Zhou Yi and negotiate with him to see what conditions he can put Xiaonan back."

"Second uncle, are we compromising with Zhou Yi?"

"What if you don't compromise? Do you want Xiaonan to have an accident?"

The second uncle stared. Murong Yijiang didn't dare to say more. He hurried to find Zhou Yi's contact information. After dialing Zhou Yi's phone number, Murong Yong took his mobile phone.

After catching Murong Yinan, Zhou Yi took him into the back mountain of Longda. The vegetation here is rich. Even if a large number of manpower are dispatched to search, Zhou Yi and Murong Yinan may not be found.

After putting Murong Yinan on the ground, Zhou Yi sat down cross legged, took out a inferior spirit stone and began to absorb the spirit in the spirit stone to supplement his own spirit. Every time after consumption, he will adjust his state to the best for the next war. This is a good habit formed by Zhou Yi in fighting for many years.

Murong Yinan was frustrated and defeated by Zhou Yi so easily, which trampled on his confidence. He saw Zhou Yi sit down with his knees crossed to regulate his breath. Then he suddenly had a stone in his hand, broke the stone and inhaled at the stone. He was a little suspicious. Zhou Yi looked like a cult performing some kind of ceremony. But soon, Murong Yinan thought of a possibility. His eyes opened wide, and some couldn't believe his guess.

Zhou Yi adjusted his breath quickly. After he had absorbed the aura in a piece of inferior spirit stone, he had added seven or eight points to the consumed aura. He was about to take out another piece of inferior spirit stone. His mobile phone rang.

"I'm Murong Yong, the second uncle of Murong Yinan in your hand. Zhou Yi, we'll release your two roommates now. You'll also release Xiaonan and change generals. Do you agree?"

That's what Zhou Yi was waiting for. He replied, "yes, but I'll decide the time and place."

"Of course."

"Well, wait for me to call."

Then Zhou Yi hung up. He looked at Murong Yinan, who was depressed beside him. With a cold smile, he squatted down and said, "I know you don't know what Murong Yijiang has done, and he doesn't know he wants to attack me behind his back. But my brother was caught by your brother, and I can only catch you in exchange for them."

Murong Yinan raised his head, glanced at Zhou Yi and said, "what you cultivate is not martial arts. What is it?"

Zhou Yi was slightly stunned. At this time, Murong Yinan didn't care about his situation of being bound and was still facing the matter of cultivation? No wonder the one who can break through the vigorous martial arts is a martial fool.

"You will soon know what I practice. It's not convenient to tell you now."

"Why? I can vaguely feel something I have been looking for in you, but I haven't caught it yet." Murong Yinan's eyes suddenly burst into brilliance, no longer the depression just now.

"My teacher once said that the ultimate goal of martial arts is to become a saint in the flesh, to become a immortal in the air, and to become a immortal. When you fought with me just now, you used the immortal's way? You didn't answer? That's it. You actually practiced the immortal's way. Then I won't be wronged if I lose to you. How can mortals beat the immortal. But give me a while, I'm confident to deal with your strange tricks."

Zhou Yi smiled evil and said, "it seems that you are really a genius. I should take advantage of this time to kill you so that you can grow up and become a great enemy in my life."

"I'm sure you won't."

"Are you so confident? Really don't believe I can kill?"

"It's not that I don't believe you won't kill, but that you won't kill me."

"Oh? People are too confident, that's conceit."

"First, you want to exchange me for your friend, so you won't hurt me. Second, when we duel, you could have hit me hard, but you didn't. third, I will be the grindstone on your way to Xiandao. You need a strong opponent like me."

If the first two reasons Murong Yinan said were based on the analysis of wisdom, the last one was Zhou Yi who analyzed it from the perspective of a cultivator. Zhou Yi does have this idea, but he thinks more than Murong Yinan. Murong Yinan is definitely a cultivation genius. Zhou Yi doesn't want to let him fall prematurely in this life.

Zhou Yi stretched out his palm, patted Murong Yinan and untied the Reiki blockade.

"I really won't kill you, but you can't escape. Cooperate with me to save my brother, and you'll be fine."

Murong Yi Nan moved his hands and feet and stood up. "Can you tell me what moves you used just now? Why can you condense so many transparent fist shadows? If you condense sword shadows, your power will at least double."

"It doesn't hurt to tell you. It's called painting the ground as a prison."

"Painting the ground as a prison?" Murong recalled that he fell into deep thinking. Zhou Yi looked at him thinking and couldn't help admiring his research strength. It was clear that he was now a prisoner, but he was still thinking about how to crack his tricks?

Zhou Yi is not worried that Murong Yinan will escape. Even if he does, he can catch Murong Yinan again every minute. When he blocked Murong Yinan's true Qi, he also left a aura lead. As long as his heart moves, he can restart the aura lock and block Murong Yinan's meridians.

Every genius is not so easy to succeed. Everyone will succeed only after a long time of persistence. There are geniuses every year, but how many people really stand at the peak of life?

Zhou Yi recalled his own history. After years of cultivation, he was able to go on. This perseverance made him feel terrible. If Murong Yinan didn't fall, maybe one day he could really go to his own realm?

Zhou Yi suddenly felt someone coming. Although Houshan is not Zhou Yi's own, he practices here every day. In order to avoid being suddenly rushed in and disturb himself, Zhou Yi has set up a lot of aura warning devices around him, which will not hurt people and animals, but will give himself an alarm after encountering it.

Zhou Yi jumped over the tree canopy and looked in that direction. Behind several big trees, there are several people hiding. These people touch the mountain furtively, holding powerful firepower guns in their hands, and one of them also holds a sniper rifle in his hand. That is, Zhou Yi can't see it no matter how sharp his eyes are, because Zhou Yi is looking with his mind, not with his eyes.

Zhou Yi looked down at Murong Yinan, who was still thinking in pieces. He didn't know what he was talking about. He didn't block him, so he immediately disappeared from the tree crown. After Zhou Yi disappeared, Murong Yinan looked up blankly at the place where Zhou Yi had just stayed, lowered his head and meditated again.

Zhou Yi quietly touched the back of a man with an enhanced AK47 rifle in his hand. His palm gently touched everything on his back neck and photographed him to the ground. Then he swayed behind another man. The man was still very alert. He felt that there was a problem with his partner's direction and hurried to hide and transfer the muzzle at the same time, but his movement was not as fast as Zhou Yi's body method like a ghost. As soon as he turned around, he felt that his back brain was knocked by someone, and then he lost his intuition.

Zhou Yi took three turns and two turns and knocked down four people. The last sniper was dragging on. He found that he couldn't contact his companion. He began to panic, and then Zhou Yi appeared in front of him.

The sniper raised his sniper rifle, but then put it down. At this distance, the sniper rifle had no advantage at all, so he gave up trying. Just now, he saw the scene of the duel between Zhou Yi and Murong Yinan. His sight could not lock Zhou Yi. In his sight, Zhou Yi, surrounded by hundreds of fist shadows, was suddenly bright and dark. Therefore, he was opposed to searching in the mountains. This Zhou Yi could not be opposed by mercenaries.

However, other mercenaries didn't think so. They didn't really see the duel between Zhou Yi and Murong Yinan, nor did they know Zhou Yi's strength.