Cultivating Master In City

The old man walked around Zhou Yi for two times and laughed: "ha ha, you can smell it with your nose. Your blood smells like the Zhou family. It smells good. After all these years, the Zhou family finally tastes like orchid and musk deer. It's amazing." the old man closed his eyes and tasted it.

"The smell of blood?" Zhou Yi knows that his blood is the blood of the Zhou family beyond the top three. Naturally, it will have a taste, but it's really too much to say Rulan rumusk deer.

"Yes, everyone's taste is different. It comes from people's blood essence. Some people will smell good when their blood essence is strong. If their blood essence is lost, it will smell bad. I don't need to explain this. Ah, yes, you came last. I think you will be the descendant of Yanyun family who has finally become a talent."

The old man's words immediately attracted Zhou Yi's attention, because the old man knew where he came from and seemed to be very familiar with his family. He didn't deliberately bring himself here, did he?

The old man in front of him is really too powerful, even stronger than the demon Duke who chased him before. However, with Zhou Yi's insight and eyesight, he can't see through each other's accomplishments. The old man walked in front of Zhou Yi very casually. Zhou Yi stepped back two steps in a row, put on a very alert posture and asked, "senior, but I don't know how to call you?"

"My name? Alas, I can't remember clearly. I've been here for many years. Alas, my memory is not very good when I'm old. Just call me old man." the old man's tone is full of emotion and vicissitudes.

Zhou Yi was a little silent and asked, "I have a question. Did your magic and wisdom guide me here?"

Hearing Zhou Yi's flattery, the old man smiled and said, "it's true. Let's sit down and talk about it. No one has visited for a long time. I'm almost rusty."

With a gentle wave of his hand, the old man saw a table and two chairs. There was a teapot and two teacups on the table. Zhou Yi could smell a very refreshing smell of tea coming out of the teapot.

Lao Luo made a gesture of asking to sit down, and then she sat on a chair. Zhou Yi looked at him. At this time, there was no way to sit on the chair opposite him. But Zhou Yi's heart is surging again. The old man in front of him is stronger than he expected.

It was a creation made out of nothing, not a so-called move. This means has exceeded the means of golden immortals and demons. Who is the old man in front of you? Do you mean

Zhou Yi kept thinking in his mind, but he still pretended to have a very calm expression on his face. He gently raised his tea cup and took a sip. The fragrance of tea was refreshing. Zhou Yi's heart moved and exclaimed, "what a good tea!"

The old man took a casual sip of tea and said, "young descendants of the Zhou family, do you know where we are here?"

Zhou Yi thought for a moment and answered honestly, "this is the domain space of a Demon power. To be exact, it is the domain space lost by that demon power."

"Yes, do you know who the demon clan is?"

Zhou Yi shook his head. He vaguely knew from Zuoxi Shuiyun's mouth that it was a Demon power, which should be a power in a very long time, because Zuoxi family and Liuyun family were descended from such a Demon power, so it shows a problem, That is, the demon clan can spread its branches and leaves. It will take at least thousands of years for the demon clan to differentiate into a non caste family.

The old man's face showed a look of memory and said softly: "The powerful name of this demon family is porticia Mo Yan. Let's call him Mo Yan old devil for the time being. Master Mo Yan has fallen for 3000 years. In these 3000 years, his domain space, that is, the world where you and I live, has evolved to the current state. Has there been a primary prototype of the world?"

"Maybe you don't understand the power of a demon like Mo Yan's old devil. His field space had the appearance of the world three thousand years ago. Now it's more and more like the world. Even the original species have been born. I'm afraid it won't take a thousand years. The world here will be no different from the general world."

Zhou Yi didn't answer. He was deeply shocked by what the old man said about the power of porticia Mo Yan. This guy is a bug. With Zhou Yi's immortal cultivation before reincarnation, the field world he evolved can't have a native species like him.

The emergence of primary species is a symbol of the birth of a world. The birth of a world and the birth of a field are completely different things. What is needed is a situation that can only occur by chance. So what kind of all sky cultivation was this porticia Moyan?

"Are you shocked by the cultivation of the old devil?! indeed, the old devil was the biggest enemy of our Terrans, demons, immortals and Protoss. In order to get rid of him, we lost a lot of Luo Jinxian. Even the supreme demon emperor and the peak immortal fell. Fortunately, we finally got rid of the old devil."

The old man said it lightly, but it brought Zhou Yi a greater shock. If Zhou Yi is just a real little friar in the foundation period, it's just because the existence of xianzun and the supreme demon emperor is the existence that he can't even look up to. However, in Zhou Yi's memory, he knows that he was once a xianzun, one of the overlords occupying the ten worlds. Basically, he is the top existence in the whole universe.

So, Portia Moyan is also the top power?! No wonder, even people have fallen for so long, but his domain space can evolve into the world.

At the same time, Zhou Yi also thought of another point. He looked at the old man, stood up from his seat, bowed deeply to the old man and said, "old man, I don't know your identity. There were many impolite places just now. Please forgive the old man."

"Oh, don't be so polite. I've already said it. I've forgotten my name. Really, I've forgotten a lot."

The old man uttered a faint sigh with endless regret.

Zhou Yi sat opposite him and listened silently. He didn't know what the old man meant. He directly felt that he didn't mean any harm. It was like a dying old man talking about his past stories.

Zhou Yi reached out and grabbed the teapot on the table. He poured a cup for the old man and himself. But Zhou Yi felt something strange, because Zhou Yi couldn't feel any weight of the teapot when pouring tea.

All objects between heaven and earth are composed of the vitality of heaven and earth. Today, Zhou Yi is particularly sensitive to the vitality of heaven and earth. He is far more sensitive to the vitality of the earth system of the water system than ordinary people. He can't feel any vitality of the water system when he sees the tea. The teapot should be made of soil, but can't feel any vitality of the earth system.

Is it true that everything in front of Zhou Yi is false? Zhou Yi looked at the old man opposite in horror and doubt.

The old man looked at Zhou Yi meaningfully: "the young man is amazing. He can find that everything in front of him is a virtual image. Zhou family, hey hey, it's amazing. There are ancient blood in his body. If you can't see through this little virtual image, it's meaningless for me to invite you into my little world."

In front of Zhou Yi's eyes, the old man suddenly disappeared. Behind him, the magnificent waterfall also disappeared, but the pool still exists, but the green mountains and green waters have disappeared. In front of him is a vast desert, and two springs are gurgling in the desert.

Zhou Yi looked at the changes in front of him and didn't feel much shocked. He just felt that the old man's cultivation was really profound. He had such profound skills. However, on the other hand, it also confirmed Zhou Yi's judgment that the old man didn't exist at the same level as poticia Moyan, or a severely weakened old devil.

Zhou Yi's heart is deeply vigilant, because he has seen too many old monsters who have lived for too long. In order to continue to survive, they have reached the extreme by all means.

However, Zhou Yi's face is still shocked and doesn't know the so-called expression. In fact, he is secretly preparing.

"Is that true?"

"That's right. I wanted to create a good chat background, but you saw through it. In that case, it doesn't matter what a magnificent background. Besides, it's just a kind of nostalgia of the old man."

The old man said faintly that Zhou Yi keenly found that there was a thick sense of death between his eyebrows and eyes. Only then did Zhou Yi see through the barrier of the dreamland. But now without the barrier of the dreamland, Zhou Yi can easily feel the state of the other party.

The old man looked at Zhou Yi with deep eyes, smiled and said, "the young man feels really powerful. He can feel that I'm going to the yellow spring. I haven't finished the story just now. Can you listen to me patiently and finish all the stories?"

Looking at the old man who has already stepped half a foot into the coffin, Zhou Yi really has no language to stop him from talking. Zhou Yi nodded and bowed politely to the old man: "younger generation, I'd like to hear it in detail."