Cultivating Master In City

With the gradual loss of strength in his body, Zhou Yi became more and more frightened, but the little Saint didn't know the danger at all, but increased the strength of exercising Kung Fu. Compared with Zhou Yi, who was in great pain, the little Saint felt a warm current full of power pouring into her body, making her limbs and bones very comfortable.

Yinrong skill is originally a strange skill, which can melt the power of everything in heaven and earth, including the power of others. Because this time is too cruel and overbearing, few people practice. Unexpectedly, the little saint can learn it as soon as she learns. Yinrong skill actually has an inseparable relationship with this original power. Practicing yinrong skill to the highest level can restore and melt all kinds of life, minerals and magic weapons into the purest original power, and then be used again.

It is a pity that the little princess can not control her strength until she can learn this skill. She can not only take away Zhou Yi's skills, but also the essence of his life. Zhou Yi seems to be being sucked dry by monsters. He has become a lot older and will die here.

I'm not willing! You can't just die here in silence! Zhou Yi struggled to regain the command of his body with his strong willpower. At this time, the little Saint also found that things were wrong, but her cultivation time was still short, so she was not able to skillfully control the operation of this skill.

Looking at Zhou Yi's listless body, the little Saint began to worry. In fact, she never wanted to kill Zhou Yi, let alone completely drain his energy. At first, she just wanted to make her skills a little better than Zhou Yi. But unexpectedly, it's out of control now.

She was anxious to stop her skills, but she couldn't move up and down. At this time, Zhou Yi was as miserable as ten thousand ants. Once his years of hard cultivation were destroyed, even the most basic strength to maintain life gradually disappeared. Zhou Yi's heart is haggard and his thoughts are hopeless. He feels that his soul seems to float out of his body with the genuine Qi like water.

However, when his heart was dead and all his thoughts were gone, he suddenly remembered the origin theory of the bronze robot. All the forces in the world are formed from the source, whether spiritual or material. Moreover, under the communication of origin, spirit and material can be transformed into each other. If you give up yourself and regard the whole heaven and earth as yourself, then the Reiki between heaven and earth belongs to your own origin. Why divide so much?

It was like a sudden enlightenment. Zhou Yi understood the most basic law of the world in a desperate situation. More than 20 years of memories are pouring in, and then the early 100 years of cultivation experience. What is true? What is illusion? What is the world? What is me? A long lost feeling slowly surfaced in his mind. His six senses became more and more acute, and soon exceeded the scope of his body and expanded to the surrounding environment.

Now he can't feel the passage of his strength. For him, the world is the power of origin. He can take it away at any time and turn it into the form he needs.

Zhou Yi's mind moved, and those lost skills were fed back from the virgin.

No! Now it's the little saint's turn to be frightened. Zhou Yi, one of his subordinates, suddenly seemed to disappear, and seemed to exist between heaven and earth all the time.

Then the power he had just absorbed, together with the force of heaven and earth around him, seemed to riot and rushed towards Zhou Yi with a cyclone. Moreover, these violent forces had to pass through her body first. For a time, the little Saint only felt that her whole body was painful and swollen, and life was better than death.

At this moment, when we look at Zhou Yi, he has a calm face, as if he has nirvana, and is integrated with all things around him. This is the true meaning of yinrong industry! Zhou Yi's body is like a storm. After the storm, he has fully understood the rules of the new world and how to use the power of origin to transform various forms.

At the moment, there was no longer any poison in his body. The poison had long been melted by the little Saint herself with the guiding and melting skill. If he is willing, he can easily eat the little saint and get her youth and life origin. But Zhou Yi doesn't want or need it, because he has been tuned to the same frequency as the surrounding environment. If he wants strength, he can extract it from the surrounding environment at any time.

It can be said that now his body has become the most coordinated and in line with the world's rules. No longer need to cultivate any skills. The world is a part of him. He is the world!

The panicked little Saint used her milk strength and finally pushed Zhou Yi away. But Zhou Yi opened his eyes very calmly. "You, what have you done to me?" the little Saint asked in panic and quickly checked her breath.

However, she had all her skills, even the part of Zhou Yi she just absorbed. Zhou Yi smiled as if he were an ordinary person, and there was no longer the breath of a practitioner.

Did you accidentally melt his skills? The little Saint thought in surprise, then why didn't he get angry and smile so calmly? Can't the brain be damaged by yourself? The little Saint secretly glanced at Zhou Yi and felt guilty.

"You, are you all right? Is there anything uncomfortable?" the little Saint asked carefully.

Zhou Yi didn't answer and still kept smiling. In fact, he has not fully recovered from the shock. Now he is full of a peaceful but inexhaustible power. Maybe it will dry up the next time the world rules change, but at present, in this new era, he is the God who understands the secret of origin!

"You, do you know who I am?" the little Saint trembled and wanted to stretch out her claws and touch Zhou Yi's forehead to see if he had a fever and dementia?

Just then, Zhou Yi suddenly got up and jumped into the air. He gave a long sing and disappeared. "Is the golden scale a thing in the pool? Once the wind and cloud changes, the dragon!"

Listening to his voice coming from the sky, the people in Saint daughter's house were crazy for a moment and looked at the sky foolishly.

About a quarter of an hour later, the little saint was the first to react. Zhou Yi is not only fine, but also he is, he escaped! "Come on! Chase this fugitive for me!" although she didn't fully understand what was going on, the little Saint regained her demon nature and shouted angrily.

The strange old man is nagging for his own life bug in his little house, saying: "little guy, you're delicious. It's estimated that a silly boy will give you the wild bee bug of Guangming God cult to eat tomorrow. Don't you like the poison offered by Guangming God cult most? Then we can make a fortune again, hahaha"

Suddenly, the little bug became restless and trembled with fear. The strange old man looked around and didn't feel anything unusual? Just then, a golden light flashed across the sky, and some familiar laughter passed overhead.

Where did this come from? I didn't even notice the fluctuation of his skill. The strange old man was surprised and frowned and thought hard. How can this laughter sound so familiar? It's a bit like the silly boy who came today!

Since Zhou Yi left, ximenfeng opened the map and was studying the route to help Zhou Yi escape. Suddenly, the lines on the map were messy, as if an earthquake had happened. However, the surrounding environment is still quiet, but a golden dot suddenly appears on the map and is flying over this area.

golden? This represents an expert who has surpassed the demigod! Yes? This Nanyun Dadu is such a place with crouching tigers, hidden dragons? Simon Feng also looked up at the sky, as if thinking about something.

At the same time, the high priest, surrounded by a group of Yingyan beauties, suddenly turned dark, waved his long sleeve, and jumped out to the highest eaves in the palace. His eyebrows were wrinkled and he seemed to smell the distinctive breath in the air. What a strange fluctuation. This is not the invasion of practitioners, but rather a fluctuation of natural forces, like a storm, coming towards the palace!

"Alert! Alert now!" although the high priest did not know what had happened, he sensed that some great power was approaching here. So he immediately and decisively issued a series of alert orders. "Summon all priests above the intermediate level of the divine religion into the palace, and quickly recruit the little Saint into the palace!"

At the moment, in a corner of the palace, several female officials in the pianyuan are counting the incense for the moon worship ceremony. Their accomplishments are not high, but they don't feel anything unusual. "It's all registered here. Lianchun, check it again and we'll go to dinner!" one of them said and handed the account book to a beautiful woman.

At this time, a burst of golden light waved, and the women here seemed to have been hit by acupoints, keeping their unfinished actions frozen. Only the female official called Lian Chun was left. With a surprise and Acacia on her face, she was surprised to ask a man who appeared out of thin air, "Why are you here?"

Zhou Yi didn't speak and smiled and held her in his arms.