Cultivating Master In City

Zhou Yi couldn't help but feel a burst of joy. "By the way, which little old man didn't let me choose magic longan in the knowledge Pavilion. I still haven't guessed his meaning. Am I not qualified now?" Zhou Yi thought hard.

"Dangdang", there was a knock on the door outside. Zhou Yi came forward and just opened the door. A sword came, but Zhou Yi didn't relax. Zhou Yi jumped, waved his hands, wrapped his hands around a fireball with the size of a wheel and plunged down.

The fireball made by Zhou Yi was suddenly broken by a finger. Zhou Yi was severely thrown to the ground. Looking up, it was his master, Da Luo. Da Luo said with a smile: "good apprentice, good, fast progress, even the learned fireball has reached the threshold", "what, only to reach the threshold, the fireball I released is already as big as the wheel of the car." Zhou Yi said in surprise "It's not based on the size, but on the proficiency. According to the power, it's divided into orange, red, purple and black. Among them, black is the most powerful. If the strong in Shenwu state are attacked by the black fire, I'm afraid they will fall here." Zhou Yi nodded his head and agreed. Zhou Yi was surprised.

"Well, no bullshit. I'm here today to teach you da Luo sword. Zhou Yi, can you understand the first style of this book now?" Da Luo smiled. "Tell master Da Luo, I have some doubts about the first style now, and even some doubts after reading this book for a long time." Zhou Yi said respectfully, "Ha ha, that's good. Most people will definitely feel dizzy after reading this book in less than an hour." master Luo said with a smile.

"Show me again and let me see how good you are at Da Luo sword," said da Luo.

Zhou Yi's right hand as like as two peas, the sword of the sky rises in the right hand. Zhou Yi's right hand holds the sword of the sky, and turns left to the left side. The sword is right to the right side, and the left side is right.

Da Luo's eyes lit up. "Good, very good. I didn't expect you to have such a high talent in sword. I'll demonstrate it now. You learn to do it. I'll only do it once," said da Luo.

With a wave of Da Luo's hand, a wooden man appeared. Da Luo held a fiery red sword in his right hand. He saw that the sword was angry and the purple light was flashing around.

Da Luo was twisting from side to side and wielding his sword. Suddenly, Da Luo jumped as fast as light, and even the shadow didn't keep up. Da Luo jumped behind the wooden man and stabbed him in the head. However, Da Luo's sword didn't touch the wooden man, but the wooden man's head fell to the ground.

This surprised Zhou Yi again. "I dare ask you, master, the wooden man's head fell off before the sword touched him." Zhou Yi said in surprise.

"This is the so-called effect of sword Qi. Sword Qi can ignore armor. At that time, the body is hard to resist," Darrow explained.

"Excuse me, master, how does the sword Qi release? I can only release it occasionally now." Zhou Yi asked modestly. "The release of the sword Qi needs the air driven by the sword itself to stab it violently, so as long as you use your strength fully." Da Luo explained.

Zhou Yi nodded, clenched the Lingxiao sword in his right hand, and chopped at the wall in front of him. A sword burst out of the air. The wooden man had a deep mouth about five centimeters in front of his chest. "Now you have mastered a lot of basic skills. You need more practice to improve your power. Only practical combat can improve your skills. I suggest you better go to the monster forest, because only there can you feel the real life and death trial, and you'd better go alone," said da Luo.

"Yes, master, I'll keep it in mind," Zhou Yi said, but Zhou Yi was scolding Da Luo. "Well, it's late. I'm going back. I hope you'll have a good time when I come next time." when will master come next time? "" one month, two months, one year, two years. " Luo smiled and disappeared.

Zhou Yi reviewed the Scriptures he bought at Xuexue Pavilion.

The next day, Zhou Yi woke up from bed and changed his clothes. He hurried to find the leader and flew to the sky. It seemed that the door was so special that he could only use a carefree boat. Zhou Yi waved his hands and a black boat with white light appeared in the air. Zhou Yi put a top-grade Lingjing on it, and the boat jumped happily like a child getting sugar. "Unexpectedly, the boat also has spirit. In the future, as long as you put more spiritual crystals on him and communicate with God's consciousness, you can be on call." Zhou Yi thought.

The Xiaoyao boat is also very fast. As for its defense, it's a little inferior, but you can stick to a stick of incense when you meet the strong in Sendai.

When Zhou Yi arrives at the headmaster's residence, he sees that the headmaster's residence is on a mountain, which is also very spiritual. The upper part of the mountain seems to have been cut by a sword, which is very flat. Even if it is smooth, it will reflect the sun like a mirror. When Zhou Yi arrives at the foot of the mountain, he sees that the Xiaoyao boat falls down like a dead boat, and the luster of the Xiaoyao boat also loses.

In the mountain area, there is a stone inclined ladder cut by mountain stones, which leads to the top of the mountain.

Zhou Yi stepped up and down two stone ladders. As a result, he was pushed down by an invisible force. Zhou Yi fell to the ground. "I'll go. What's this? Why don't you give it?" Zhou Yi complained.

Zhou Yi takes a step forward. This time, Zhou Yi only takes one step. As a result, it seems that an invisible force pushes Zhou Yi up. Zhou Yi feels that walking becomes very light.

Zhou Yi walked step by step. When he reached 333 stone terraces, the invisible power behind Zhou Yi seemed to disappear. Zhou Yi looked back at it differently.

However, there is no pressure on Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi just feels a little tired. However, in order to get on the way, Zhou Yi's legs were like the legs of a donkey, but it soon made Zhou Yi feel a little tired. Zhou Yi took out an Qi returning pill from his hand and took it five by one.

But there was no change in Zhou Yi's body. Zhou Yi took out five Qi returning pills and took them. Zhou Yi still had no change, so he gave up the idea.

When Zhou Yi reached the 55th stone terrace, he was already sweating.

Zhou Yi walked step by step, as if the stone ladder had no end. "The 665th, the 6th white 66" Zhou Yi walked hard. When Zhou Yi reached the 667th stone terrace.

Zhou Yi, the "sleeping trough", was suddenly pulled down by invisible force. This invisible force was like gravity, which scared Zhou Yi into swearing. The leader looked at Zhou Yi with a smile on the mountain.

Zhou Yi understood something and said to himself: "It seems that there are three sections on this ladder. The first section is the easiest to walk. There is invisible power to push yourself, and the second section is the same as normal walking. It is really difficult to walk to the third section. There is invisible power to pull yourself. Not only that, there are no pills and flying boats here. You can only rely on your own physical arrogance and abundant physical strength."

Zhou Yi didn't intend to give up. Instead, he felt like he was desperate, like Xiang Yu's heroic spirit of "pulling mountains out of the world".

Zhou Yi took another step forward. An invisible force pulled him. Zhou Yi still resolutely walked up. Zhou Yi took ten steps, and the sweat on his head had slipped down both sides of his cheeks. Zhou Yi felt hotter and hotter.

When he reached the 700th stone terrace, his sweat had soaked all over his body, and his sweat rushed towards Zhou Yi like a tiger.

"The 750th one." Zhou Yi shouted with difficulty.

"The seventh white fifty-one." Zhou Yi almost threw himself on the ground and his legs were shaking. Zhou Yi thought to himself: I can do it. Don't be afraid.

"The eighth one." Zhou Yi's eyes are a little dull, his body is as drunk, and his sweat flows from place to place. Zhou Yi's head is as ignorant as a drunk. But Zhou Yi now has only one idea: to die, he has to walk through this stone ladder. Zhou Yi is the kind of person who doesn't hit the south wall, doesn't look back, and will knock the south wall down as soon as he hits the south wall.

"The 849th, the 850th, ah." Zhou Yi was tired and dizzy, and plunged into the ground. The leader looked at him on the mountain and was about to go down and pull Zhou Yi up. A voice came, "Sanqing, wait a minute. This is Zhou Yi's own way. You're harming him by helping him now. Do you know, considering the master's doting on Sun Wukong, do you dare to pet him now?" Da Luo came from behind Sanqing.

After about a column of incense, Zhou Yi stood up from the stone ladder and almost fell to the ground again. Zhou Yi regretted it at this time, but he soon gave up the idea.

Zhou Yi also recovered a little strength and began to climb the stone ladder step by step.

"Step 900." Zhou Yi shouted. At this time, he could finally see the end. Zhou Yi had some hope, so Zhou Yi wiped the sweat on his neck and walked forward.

"Hahaha, the 950th stone ladder is coming. Hahaha!" Zhou Yi shouted.

At this time, Zhou Yi's clothes were wet. Zhou Yi was wearing a single Han suit, which was originally a little tight, but now there was water. Just like a close fitting suit, Zhou Yi was a strong man with developed chest muscles and extremely strong abdominal muscles. Zhou Yi had a savage face, and his muscles were like a savage man.

"I seem to see the shadow of monkey king in Zhou Yi," said da Luo. "Yes, they are all people who are not afraid of death, just like King Xiang in those years." Sanqing replied.

"The 990th" at this time, Zhou Yi's body was dead. His legs were paralyzed and he didn't even feel shivering.

"991, ha ha, ha ha." Zhou Yi is even a little crazy now.

"Senior brother, is Zhou Yi OK?" Sanqing had some worries. "Don't worry, Zhou Yi has been refined by two drops of magic blood. His physical quality can be the same as that of master Ni Mei. He won't die so easily. If he dies so easily, it's just a waste." it's obvious that Da Luo has no requirements for his disciples' behavior style, but he has very high requirements for their cultivation, "All right," Sanqing said, looking at Zhou Yi silently.

Da Luo, San Qing and Sun Wukong all came from the same teacher. The teacher mastered the way of Xuanji. No one knows his name, but his Dharma name is the ancestor of Xuanji.

Now he has successfully become a heavenly power. Among the three people of Dalai, Sanqing and monkey king, Monkey King has the highest fate, and his body has been refined by two drops of magic blood.

However, Da Luo and Sanqing had only four magic bones. Although they were good, they suddenly looked inferior. Therefore, the ancestor of Xuanji wholeheartedly trained the monkey king. At that time, there was no sect, and there were very few practitioners. That was to cultivate. Not only there were very few teachers, but also the tuition fees were very high. Therefore, a master would take three or four students until the student realm reached the purple mansion realm.