Cultivating Master In City

Zhou Yi came forward and hugged his fist and asked, "excuse me, are you the elder who just instructed the boy?"

"Good! Boy has a little eyesight."

"The unknown boy Zhou Yi has never met anyone before. He is as knowledgeable as the sea in China and the West. He is as virtuous and respected as the Taishan Beidou elder, but he doesn't know his name, where is the fairyland, and how old he is?" Zhou Yi bowed respectfully to the pocket man in green on the coffin.

The little man in the green shirt was stunned for a while, jumped up fiercely, and beat Zhou Yi's forehead, which made Zhou Yi step back with eyes full of Venus.

"Boy, you idiot should have a limit! I don't know who I am in the end by talking so much nonsense that I don't understand. Am I old? I'm 2357 years old, much younger than those old monsters of tens of thousands of years. You can call me an elder, but you can't grow old, okay?"

"Yes, yes! Where are you old? Calling you an elder is a blasphemy to you. I want to call you big brother. Do you think so? Please tell your Taifu, and I can call you."

"Fool! More stupid than the ice bear's head in the Arctic sea! Name is just a code name. As the most promising king of tools and spirits, I never care about the false name of name!" there was another violent beating, and the attack range had increased to Zhou Yi's cheek.

Zhou Yi played the pig all the time, pretending to be silly and asked, "brother, shouldn't you have no name?"

"Asshole!" the little man in the green shirt flew up with a fierce foot and wanted to kick Zhou Yi, but his foot kicked Zhou Yi, but Zhou Yi directly shocked him and flew out and fell into the corner.

"Aren't you a cultivation achievement in the period of Qi refining? How can your body be so strong?" the green shirt man looked at Zhou Yi in surprise. At this time, he found that Zhou Yi was not ordinary strong.

Although he felt Zhou Yi's strength, the man in green shirt was still a little unconvinced and continued to say fiercely: "boy, can't you see that I'm the weapon spirit of the longevity and long-life body lock? Have you heard that the weapon spirit has a name?"

"Brother, please be gentle. Without a name, we can start it ourselves. We can think of any name that is dignified, overbearing, beautiful, natural and unrestrained art."

Zhou Yi smiled to himself and said that the spirit of the instrument was a wonderful flower. I've seen many kinds of magic weapons, immortal treasures, but there are few magic weapons with such personality.

"Well, I can't think of a good name for your stupid head like a pig and a stupid head like a bear. But if you remind me, I'll give myself a name. Well, what's the name?" the green man kept turning around on the ground, and his eyebrows became a boss's pimple.

Zhou Yi looks at the green shirted man who keeps turning around in front of him and feels funny. This guy claims to be an instrument spirit, with an age of more than 2000 years. However, the tomb of Yan yunliehong, the last monarch of the Yanyun Dynasty, is only more than 2000 years, that is to say, the goods were sealed in this tomb from the moment when they produced wisdom, right?

No wonder the IQ seems to be a little low. It's right to think about it. It's impossible to learn anything in this mausoleum all day. It's a wonder to be able to communicate with people.

"Brother tool spirit, aren't you a tool spirit who protects your body and locks for a long time? How about your surname Chang? Chang comes and goes often."

"Yes, I think so, too. Chang, not bad. What's the name?" Qi Ling stroked his beard and nodded, but his eyes aimed at Zhou Yi.

"But I don't know what magic power you have as a tool spirit, elder brother? Younger brother, I'll give you a domineering and loud name."

"My body is an emerald lock for prolonging life and longevity. I don't know when the wisdom was opened, I was born. Originally, the lock for prolonging life and longevity was just an ordinary folk ornament to protect children's health, but elder brother Chang is different from me and has a variety of magical powers. For example, the body can be used as a space magic weapon, and these treasures in the whole tomb can only account for a small part of elder brother's body; what's more Yes, I have strong defense and can be immune to any attack when activated. The third is that I have strong attack power. Once it breaks out, even the great Luo Jinxian should avoid its edge. The fourth is to accommodate the soul. Lonely ghosts and wild ghosts can continue to exist in my own body until they find a suitable host. My greatest ability is to devour other magic weapons, so as to evolve the power of devoured magic weapons Some kind of ability; well, by the way, and my self-healing ability, I can restore my noumenon ability by swallowing other magic weapons or natural materials and earth treasures that make magic weapons. Others, such as invisibility, teleportation, deformation and so on, are just small skills in my opinion... "

Zhou Yi's eyes widened as the listener kept on selling himself. Is this guy really talking big? If it's as good as he said, isn't it Xianbao? However, Zhou Yi can't see how special the long-life lock magic weapon in front of him is.

"Elder brother Chang, I have summarized that there are five kinds of your magic powers, namely, the gate of space, absolute defense, super attack, soul sending and self evolution. I think we can name them from these five magic powers. How about the five powers? It's more tacky? It doesn't matter. Change homonyms and dance heaven and earth. What about omnipotent powers? What about regular dancing?"

"Chang Wuneng? Wu Neng? It sounds loud and fits my reality very well. It's wonderful. I'll call Chang Wuneng from today on." Qi Ling clapped his palm on Zhou Yi's shoulder with approval, and his eyes became more and more ambiguous.

Zhou Yi secretly chuckles. Wu Neng is also nicknamed Bajie. "Hehe, elder brother Chang, as a spirit and magic weapon, you always need someone to use it to realize your self-worth, right? It's better to form an alliance with me?"

"How to form an alliance? I think you are a good little doll and worth paying."

"Blood is an alliance."

"How can blood be an alliance?"

"Let me make a demonstration."

Zhou Yi said, the Dragon Blood Sword gently scratched on his finger, dripping a drop of blood.

"Come on, brother Chang, just open your mouth and drink this drop of blood."

Chang Wuneng's eyes gave off an eager light. He felt that Zhou Yi's blood seemed to have some magic and wanted to have it very much, so he opened his mouth obediently and inhaled a drop of Zhou Yi's blood into his body. After the blood mixed into the spirit body of Chang Wu Neng, blood lines appeared in the body of Chang Wu Neng, just like human meridians, extending in all directions.

"Is this personification? I can achieve personification?"

The instrument spirit often danced and suddenly jumped up happily. To know the spirit of the instrument, the happiest person can finally cultivate the adult type. Only a drop of Zhou Yi's blood saved him thousands of years of time.

Zhou Yi smiled and looked at him bouncing around in place. He was as lively as a child's regular dance ability. The corners of his mouth pulled up slightly and said faintly, "Wuneng, don't jump. Just follow me in the future."

"Follow you?" Chang Wuneng really stopped. The original crazy dance steps suddenly became as stiff as a stone when Zhou Yi spoke. It was shocked, and finally thought of one thing, that is, the process of blood dripping to recognize the Lord, which is essential for the relationship between the magic weapon and the treasure owner. Can it be said that the human boy in front of him unknowingly let himself drip blood to recognize the Lord?

"Hey, boy, dare you order me, old man?" Chang Wu can look old and aggressive, but his eyes have betrayed him. The frightened eyes are clearly afraid of Zhou Yi.

"Now that you have recognized the Lord, you can only have good fruit if you obey me. Otherwise, hum!!" Zhou Yi said, and his finger snapped. Suddenly, the whole spirit body of changwuneng flew into the air. A Reiki formula condensed by Zhou Yi changed into a big palm and patted it on changwuneng's ass.

Because of the representational relationship, Chang Wu was about the same size as the baby. This time, she was taught a lesson. The sharp pain came, which made Chang Wu feel that her spirit body was about to be broken up. She quickly shouted, "don't fight, don't fight! Can't I take it?"

"Your current form is very bad. It's boring to dress up as an old man? Your IQ is only that of a three-year-old. Come on, change into a white and fat baby!!"

Chang Wu could mumble, but he didn't dare to disobey Zhou Yi's orders. He obediently changed his body from a man in a green shirt to a white and fat little boy in a belly pocket.

Zhou Yi stepped forward and took off Chang Wuneng's body, the longevity jade lock from the zombie. The man with white teeth and red lips had turned into a white skeleton, but his shroud and boots were intact. Look up and look at the soul eating bead. It seems much quieter. It should be as usual. Yan yunliehong's soul is being refined.

Zhou Yi looked back at Chang Wuneng and asked, "is this zombie Yan yunliehong?"

"Yes!"

"What's going on? How can Yan yunliehong's soul be absorbed by the body protection magic weapon he wears?"

"That, boy, no, big brother..." Chang Wu could take a look at Zhou Yi's expression. When he saw that he said "boy", Zhou Yi was very impatient and raised his eyebrow. When he said "big brother", he continued to say with confidence and boldness: "This man is Yan yunliehong, the last king of the Yanyun Dynasty. After reviving the Yanyun Dynasty, he fought with the Pre-Qin Dynasty. At first, it was smooth, but a man named Bai Wushuang was born. From then on, Yan yunliehong entered a vicious circle of bad luck."

Chang Wu can continue to tell Zhou Yi what she knows and doesn't know but can guess. From this point of view, it is only the IQ of a child about three years old.