Cultivating Master In City

When the lady asked herself, the cold woman pondered a little and replied, "I don't think this human is simple."

"Oh? Why, tell me!"

"First of all, I can see through my disguise to prove that this man's experience is not simple, but he is so young. I thought he was a human friar. Just after shaking him a few whips, I found that his body didn't even have body protection aura. It seems that he is not a friar. This makes me wonder how he can survive the war?"

"Yes, you can have these thoughts, which proves that you have really put your heart into it. This man is definitely not simple. Don't treat him badly."

"Your Excellency, what do you mean?"

"We are businessmen. There is a saying that rare goods can live in. I don't have many other skills, but I still have some experience in looking at people. This human looks very young, but he has a pair of vicissitudes eyes. At the moment I look at him, I seem to read a strong sense of historical deposition from him, which is very abnormal. It's like you can see your disguise at a glance. You know, Although your camouflage is not high, it can never be seen through by ordinary humans. "

"We came here just to take a chance. Grandpa said we might get some unexpected harvest here, so he gave us three days to stay here. Today is the third day. If there is no other harvest after midnight tonight, I think our unexpected harvest may be this person."

Hearing the lady talking about her grandfather, qiusha couldn't help shivering. She was a giant with hands, eyes and means. Some ordinary demon people would tremble when they heard the name.

"Since the Lord thinks that this human may be the one we have to wait for, why not ask him?"

"Maybe it's my feeling. This person is temporarily in trouble here. When facing us, he is hostile and may not tell us the truth, and it's not easy for us to use other means. Therefore, don't pay attention to him for the time being. When he relaxes his vigilance and gets familiar with him, it's not too late to ask some things."

"Your Excellency, I understand."

"Don't do anything else these days. Stare at this person in the dark, observe as much as possible, and then tell me your observation."

"OK, your excellency, I know how to do it."

While the cabinet leader's noble woman and her subordinate qiusha were discussing matters, Zhou Yi was taken to his residence by the demon youth. The black faced demon youth obviously had no position in the lower level of the whole servant. He was assigned a job by the black tower supervisor. He thought it was very easy. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi was beaten by two strong demon men.

Although the demon youth is weak, his brain is more flexible than other demon people. He sees that Zhou Yi has extraordinary skills and seems to have some fighting skills that only noble masters can practice, which makes him a little afraid of Zhou Yi. Therefore, he no longer treats Zhou Yi as before and becomes a little polite.

"Zhou Yi, this is your room. After turning off the light, don't move around. It's useless to be caught and killed." the demon youth said, turned and left Zhou Yi in the room.

This is a small room with an area of only about 100 square meters. There are more than ten people in it. Zhou Yi only took one look and knew that these people were human beings. No, it should not be ordinary human beings, but

Seeing those more than ten people, Zhou Yi has an unspeakable feeling. He always feels that these people are similar to himself, that is to say, they should all be monks, at least once. This is a very mysterious feeling. However, they can't feel a little spiritual cultivation on them, which is very puzzling.

Seeing Zhou Yi coming in, one of the tall men came over and stood in front of Zhou Yi like a wall. Compared with the figure of the demon clan, the figure of this big man is almost less, and he is very strong.

"Boy, are you human?"

"I am."

"Hey, hey, what's good for me?"

"Filial piety?" Zhou Yi looked at the big man in some confusion. He didn't understand why the big man wanted to blackmail himself.

"You are also an immortal, aren't you? Now you are at this point like us? Don't know? Hey hey, here, fist is the last word. Take out your good things and show me. Maybe you won't have to fight this meal."

Zhou Yi looked at the man's fierce face in surprise, shook his head and said, "I don't have anything good. Besides, it's not certain who was beaten."

"Ha ha, you are arrogant. We are all immortal practitioners. We play magic weapons. Magic weapons are not useful here. We rely on fists. Boy, I am physical cultivation. Although my cultivation accomplishments have been almost changed, the foundation is still there. I can beat you ten by myself."

Zhou Yi frowned slightly and suddenly took a step. This step directly missed the big man and flashed behind him. The big man really didn't expect Zhou Yi's action to be so fast, and his reaction was not slow. He quickly swung his fist towards his rear, but he didn't expect Zhou Yi's action to be faster. He had turned to the other side of the big man and gently stabbed him under his ribs.

With a gentle stab, the man seemed to be tortured. With a scream, half of his body was paralyzed and fell to the ground.

Zhou Yi's move seems very easy, but it is an experienced fighter who will hit the man's weakness at that moment. Just after the big man attacked Zhou Yi with his fist, a flaw naturally appeared under the other side of the rib, which let Zhou Yi catch it at once.

Zhou Yi stepped on the big man's chest with an impolite foot, looked down at the big man and asked, "are you an immortal?"

"Yes, grandpa is an immortal. If I were still at my peak, I could kill you with a sneeze. Do you know?"

"But now you're just a little ant under my feet. How dare you shout with me?" Zhou Yi's foot made a slight effort, and the man who stepped on it frowned, and it was difficult to vent his anger.

Other people have been watching the play all the time. Seeing that Zhou Yi subdued the big man, an old man with snow-white hair and beard and almost lost all his hair suddenly said, "young man, don't be so angry. Although the fire bear is a bit overbearing, it's still useful."

"Do you agree?" Zhou Yi glanced at the old man, didn't pay much attention, but bowed his head and asked the big man. In any place, there is a law of survival, and the worse the living environment, the more applicable the natural law of survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest.

The big man was very happy. He gasped on the palm of his hand and said, "I have taken it. Let me go. I will be your little brother."

Zhou Yi is not afraid that this big man is bad for himself. He shrinks and lets go of the big man. The big man stood up and looked at Zhou Yi with fear. Physical cultivation is a school of immortals. Generally speaking, it starts from the initial physical cultivation. For example, the divine ape physical cultivation practiced by Zhou Yi is a skill of physical cultivation. Therefore, the fighting skills and combat effectiveness of physical cultivation are very strong, but Zhou Yi can easily handle them. It can be seen how profound Zhou Yi's Kung Fu is.

Zhou Yi looked around at the people around him, and then stopped his eyes on the old man who had just spoken. He saw that all the people in the room were headed by the old man who almost lost all his hair. At this time, the man who had just shot stood behind the old man as if a bullied child wanted to find his parents to settle.

"Hello, old man. Younger generation Zhou Yi, I'm very polite!"

Zhou Yi said and bowed deeply to the old man. It was the most commonly used meeting ceremony among immortals.

"Young man, you are also a member of the channel. Hey..."

The old man sighed deeply. He sighed, and everyone around him sighed. It seemed that this sigh poked everyone's pain.

"Old man, you are also an immortal. If the younger generation is right, at least you used to be a high-level immortal. I'm afraid you must have a distraction period at least?"

"Distraction period? Hehe, the weakest one here is also the period of turning the gods. I used to be an immortal in the middle of the Mahayana period. Unfortunately, I was involved here in an extraterritorial war. I can't live or die."

"The middle of Mahayana?" Zhou Yi was surprised and solemnly saluted the old man again. Mahayana is almost the strongest under the immortal. Although it is said that there is a period of salvation beyond the period of Mahayana, most of the monks in the period of salvation will choose to retreat and wait for the final step of the flight. On the contrary, the monks in the period of Mahayana, which is still some distance away from the period of salvation, are the most high-end combat power of the Terran monks.

"Old man, I don't know what you call it?"

"My name? Hey, just call me Hu Lao."

"But I don't know, old man, how did you fall so miserable?"

"Don't you know?" the old man looked at Zhou Yi in surprise.

Zhou Yi shook his head blankly.

"Then how did you come to this hermeneutic world?"

"Fengxiu world? What the hell is this place?"

"Ghost place, you're right. This is a ghost place. Even ghosts don't want to come."

Old Hu sighed again and asked Zhou Yi, "how did you come here? Didn't you get involved in fighting with the demon clan?"

Zhou Yigang wanted to shake his head and say no. suddenly he thought of the battle between himself and Yan Yunlie yuan. Isn't it a battle with the demon clan? Can it be said that fighting with the demon clan will be involved in a strange "fengxiu world"? What the hell is going on?