Maximum level of comprehension: guarding the treasury for twenty years

Shaking his head, Zhou Yi kept his mind clear, and then returned to the bamboo house.

But Zhou Yi didn't expect that the door of the bamboo house.

The little white cat was squatting there and scratching the door with two small paws, there should be something urgent to find Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi hurriedly stepped forward, and when he looked at it, he saw that the kitten was not scratching the door, but writing.

[Why are you missing these days? I'm dying of hunger]

The corners of Zhou Yi's mouth twitched, revealing a doting smile, and then he followed the example of the little white cat and also used words to talk to it.

[I'm sorry, I'm meditating on the exercises

, I'm immersed in it, and I forgot the time] The little white cat's cheeks were bulging, and his eyes were staring at Zhou Yi, if it wasn't for the fact that it was just a baby, and it had no experience in hunting and predation, how could it be possible to talk to Zhou Yi like this.

But there is no way, there is only one person and one cat on the temple of this ancestral land, and the little white cat doesn't know that there is an old ancestor Zhou Xian Xiang in this temple, but he has closed the dead pass, and no matter the wind and rain outside, the clouds and sunset will not wake him up.

[It's been 5 days, can you get me something to eat?]

The little white cat opened its mouth and wrote on the ground with an angry face.

And Zhou Yi also showed an apologetic smile after seeing it, and replied to it.

[I'm sorry]

That's right, it's true that Zhou Yi didn't take it into account, and he didn't expect that it would take so much time to participate in the enlightenment exercises this time.

The little white cat was originally a baby, hungry and thirsty, angry with herself, but it was nothing.

It was precisely because of this that Zhou Yi felt that the little white cat had slowly accepted him now, at least it knew that Zhou Yi would not do anything to it.

So when it didn't eat or drink, it would think of Zhou Yi, and he didn't care if it would be dangerous!

Although Zhou Yi could feel that the little white cat was very angry, Zhou Yi was very happy in his heart, after all, this could be regarded as an improvement.

And the little white cat looked at Zhou Yi apologizing to himself, and felt a little strange in his heart.

I didn't expect this powerful man to be so humble? Will he apologize

to himself? The little white cat wanted to scold Zhou Yi at the beginning, and mock him by the way, but seeing Zhou Yi saying sorry to himself again and again, he felt a little guilty about his previous behavior, so he had to cover his face and run back to his small bamboo house.

Originally, Zhou Yi didn't have any ill will towards himself at all, and he was so low-profile, this time it was just an accident, there was no need to hold on.

After thinking about it, it should be my little white cat who is the unreasonable cat, right?

Zhou Yi looked at the little white cat in the bamboo house, slowly walked towards it, and then wrote on the ground again.

[Okay, don't worry, I'll get you food right away]

The little white cat saw the words written by Zhou Yi, and gently "meowed", and looked at Zhou Yi's figure as he turned around and walked farther and farther.

In fact, it doesn't want to have any relationship with Zhou Yi, or any emotions of dependence.

Since he was a child, before he was born, his mother told him that humans are all bad people, and it is best not to have any entanglements with humans.

But the little white cat can't hide now, because it needs to eat and drink.

"Well, I'll just follow the human for one more contact, and after he satisfies my food and drink, I won't be so close to him again."

The kitten thought secretly in her heart, pursed her lips, and waited for Zhou Yi to send it back to eat.

Zhou Yi came back and got some spirit fruit and hare spring for the little white cat, and after specially roasting it, the little white cat ate it.

It wasn't until the little white cat's belly was round that he patted his belly, lay on his back on the ground, and stretched comfortably.

Zhou Yi looked at it, and an idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

Then he wrote a line on the ground.

[Little white cat, why don't you learn the cultivation method with me?]

The little white cat was lying lazily, but coldly saw Zhou Yi writing on the ground, and inadvertently glanced at it, which directly made it feel excited.

At the same time, there is not so much resistance to Zhou Yi.

When it was in its mother's womb, its mother had been nourishing its body with aura, but she had not taught it how to practice.

For Zhou Yi's suggestion, there was no answer, nor did he refuse.

Zhou Yi watched it leave in a hurry, helpless.

It seems that the little white cat still has a lot of resistance to itself, and the reason why it came to find itself is probably because it has not eaten or drunk during this time, so it has this instinct.

But all this does not mean that Zhou Yi has really won the trust of the

little white cat!"Don't worry, little white cat, I will definitely gain your trust."

Zhou Yi did not give up, nor did he have any other emotions towards the little white cat, he believed that as long as there was the accumulation of time, a person and a cat could always coexist peacefully and become friends.

Although Dugu Nine Swords

is the name of the sword spectrum, it also contains cultivation exercises.

But after this Dugu sought defeat and created the Dugu Nine Swords, he did not cultivate.

5,000 years ago, human wars fought each other, and the saints suffered heavy casualties.

Whether the saints who were seriously injured are still alive or not, no one knows, and no one knows where they went.

So there is a lack of guidance from the saints.

After 5,000 years, no one can truly reach the realm of saints, and those old monsters are also full of helplessness and unwillingness, so they have to wait for the day of their death, and dissipate with grievances.

No matter how powerful an immortal is, no matter how strong his cultivation is, he can only live for 10,000 years.

This is the law of this world, and no one can break it.

And the powerhouses of the Supreme Realm can only live for about 3,000 years in this world.

Fortunately, there are all kinds of natural treasures and elixirs in this world, so that some old monsters can rely on medicine to hang their lives.

But if you can't break through immortality and become a saint, these are all in vain.

Although the body does not decay, the soul is already old and decrepit, and death is inevitable.

"Saints and saints, even Wu Shang's predecessors and Dugu's predecessors have not broken through the realm, is this everyone's hindrance?

Zhou Yi muttered softly in his mouth, with some suspicion in his eyes.

"And what I don't know is why the road ahead is broken, and why doesn't anyone know how to go on the path of the saints?"

You must know that 5,000 years ago, this world was at its peak, and there were even powerhouses in the Emperor Realm at that time.

But I didn't expect that after 5,000 years, even immortality was rarely reached, and the saint became a legendary existence.

What the hell is going on with all

this? Who is cutting off the way forward

? Who can say clearly?

Zhou Yi lowered his eyes, his mind was spinning rapidly, in fact, this question has been deeply thought about by many old monsters, but no one knows why, and there is no answer.

The time of the day goes by in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Yi has been comprehending the Dugu Nine Swords, and at this time it can be regarded as a subtle realm.

Until the evening, Zhou Yi held a branch in his hand on the top of the hill in front of the bamboo house, and slowly cast the Dugu Nine Swords.

If outsiders look at it, they still think that Zhou Yi is just joking, because his actions look like a child playing, and he has no power at all.

But only a true master can understand what kind of existence Zhou Yi is now?

In every move he makes, the heavens and the earth change color, and the sun and the moon dim it, which can only be done by a true peerless genius!"

The little white cat looked through the window inside the small bamboo house, and looked directly at Zhou Yi who was dancing the sword outside.

In fact, why doesn't the little white cat want to embark on the path of cultivation?

Originally, it had been in its mother's womb for 100 years, and it had been infused with its mother's extremely powerful aura, so that it could not unravel its inheritance now, and it had to wait until it became an adult to transform into a human form, and then it could start cultivating.

When Zhou Yi wanted to teach the little white cat the method of cultivation today, it was actually very interested in it.

But at the same time, it is a little resistant to human beings and does not want to have too many entanglements.

After hesitating for a long time, he gave up the idea of practicing with Zhou Yi.

But the scene in front of him really shocked the little white cat.

"Cultivation... Cultivation".

What a noble thing! How many people have relied on the method of cultivation to reach the top of the world, and since then they have lived happily and happily, fighting with swords and rivers and lakes.

The little white cat rolled her eyes in the bamboo house, and she had an idea in her heart.

So there is such a scene in this ancestral temple.

The little white cat has a look inside the house and learns from Zhou Yi outside.

And Zhou Yi deliberately slowed down his movements so that the little white cat could keep up with his progress.

One person, one cat.

One outside and one inside.

One light and one dark.

Two different species, in this way, there is a master-apprentice relationship.