City tour of the master of cultivation

It was just like the spring season. Zhou Yi did not hesitate to work hard on Hongling until noon when they stopped from intoxication.

During this period, Zhou Yi quietly instilled some spiritual power into Hongling. With these spiritual power in her body, she can not only prevent the invasion of pain, but also transform her physical quality. As his woman, he still hopes that Hongling can learn to practice, and only in this way can she get rid of the bondage of death.

After that, Hong Ling leaned back in Zhou Yi's arms with a reddish face. She put her hand in Zhou Yi's heart and asked softly, "Zhou Yi, will you still like others?"

Zhou Yi touched his nose. He didn't expect that Hong Ling would suddenly ask this question. It's a long way to repair. He doesn't know how many women he will meet in this life. If there are any women he likes, he also likes him. Zhou Yi doesn't mind more women.

"Do you wish I had a lot of women?" Playing with the round softness in his hands, Zhou Yi asked with a smile.

"I don't mind, but you don't like the new and hate the old. If you have a new woman, just forget me!" Hongling eyes slightly a dark, gentle said, she knows that any woman like a strong man, such as Zhou Yi such existence, there will be many women in the future.

Zhou Yi was moved when he heard that. Of course, he would not forget his own women, but he has not enough ability to protect them.

"Well, we won't talk about it. Let me get you the promise paper." Hong Ling gave a playful smile, then lifted the quilt and began to put on her clothes.

After a while, Hongling came over with an exquisite wooden box. The box was black, with a breath that made Zhou Yi very excited.

"This is..."

Zhou Yi's pupils narrowed slightly. This breath was felt only in his previous life, that is to raise the divine tree. Raising the divine tree is a good thing to nourish the spirit. It just happens that Zhou Yi's spirit is injured now. If he uses this tree to cultivate, he believes that it won't be long before the spirit can recover completely.

"Zhou Yi, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that Zhou Yi was shocked and looking at the box in her hand, Hong Ling asked in surprise.

"Can you give me this box together? This material is very important to me... " Zhou Yi calmed down and sat up from the bed.

"Of course, I belong to you. Anyway, it's useless to put these things here!" Hong Ling said with a soft smile. Then he handed the box to Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi took the box with both hands and put it down slightly. A breath that made his spirit very comfortable instantly came out, which confirmed that the box was made of Yangshen wood.

"Hongling, how did this box come from? Have you ever seen a similar material? " Zhou Yi asked eagerly that even the monks above Zifu would be attracted by the cultivation of Shenmu. The stronger their strength is, the stronger their spirits will be. They have more means to attack the spirits. Once the spirits are injured, it must be difficult to recover. But with the cultivation of Shenmu, it's not the same. The cultivation of Shenmu contains a powerful principle of origin, which can repair all existing spirits.

"At this time, my father got it in other countries, and I have never seen this kind of material!" Seeing that Zhou Yi attached great importance to the box, Hong Ling spoke with a trace of regret.

"Also, if this kind of baby is everywhere, it will not be called a baby!" Zhou Yi laughs at himself, then turns his hand and puts the box into the storage ring.

Hong Ling was stunned and said: "Zhou Yi, you Can you do tricks? "

Zhou Yi smiles a little. Now that Hongling is his woman, she should be taught some training methods, not to mention whether she can reach the peak in her training, but it can at least ensure her life expectancy and beauty.

"I'm a practitioner. I put the box into the storage ring just now!" Zhou Yi explained with a smile. Then she shook her right hand. Hong Ling found that there was a silver ring on the middle finger of his right hand.

"I see It's amazing Hongling suddenly nodded, but her heart was still a pair of words that she didn't know. Those words were words that she had never heard of.

Zhou Yi shakes his head helplessly. When any mortal hears this, he has the illusion of whether he is dreaming or not. But this is not a dream. He raises his right hand and points it at Hongling's forehead. A basic condensate is passed into Hongling's memory.

"Practice according to the skills you remember. After a period of time, I'll teach you a better skill. When you succeed in practice, you will be able to keep your face fresh. Although you can't live forever, it's OK to live for hundreds of years, even thousands of years!" Zhou Yi touched Hongling's head lovingly and said.

"Really Really? " Hongling has bright eyes, infinite life span and ageless face, which is also very attractive to a girl. She knows that since Zhou Yi can teach him this, it means that he is also practicing, and he will live for thousands of years. If she doesn't practice, she will grow old sooner or later, die, and leave Zhou Yi forever, so her determination to practice is also increased.

"Of course, how can I lie to you?" Zhou Yi nodded and answered. Hong Ling was excited and excited. She stood on tiptoe and gave Zhou Yi a kiss on her lips to show her gratitude."Ouch!"

In a corner of the room, Xiao Lan has been imprisoned by Zhou Yi's spiritual power for a long time. Her stomach is growling and her eyes are foggy. She lies on the ground and seems to be extremely wronged.

"It's broken. It seems Xiao Lan hasn't eaten for a long time!"

Hearing Xiaolan's whimper, Hongling frowns slightly and says something worried. Then she turns around and runs to the corner. Zhou Yi immediately removes the confinement. He also forgets his previous intimacy with Hongling and imprisons Xiaolan.

After Hongling takes Xiaolan out, Zhou Yi takes out the box made of yangshenmu. He touches the box with a smile on his face and then slowly opens it. A stack of yellow paper in the box exudes an ancient flavor.

"This is the promise paper. What kind of secret does it contain?" Zhou Yi took out a piece of promise paper and whispered to himself.

He wrapped the whole piece of promise paper with his mind, trying to study it thoroughly from beginning to end, but the promise paper sent out a yellow light, and Zhou Yi's mind was absorbed.

Zhou Yi was shocked. He suddenly opened his eyes and felt a burst of tightness in his chest. This promise paper will attack people, which contains innate array. This array can communicate with heaven. It is not made by someone, but directly exists in the promise paper. But where does this promise paper come from?

These secrets make Zhou Yi feel big, Even Zhou Yi, who is about to be invincible, can't communicate with heaven. Heaven is the supreme existence, and all monks can't communicate with each other. Even those top ancient arrays can't do it. But the array in the promise paper has done all this. So Zhou Yi can only doubt that the promise paper is the product of heaven.

But such things are rarely seen in other planes. On the contrary, they are everywhere in this mortal world. Is this world really so simple?

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi once thought of Chi you. Why did he bring such a world, or was this world just a planet he had refined, just for some secrets inside.

"Chiyou must have found some secrets in this world, but they can't be solved for the time being, so he refined the planet into his personal belongings!" Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes and licked his lips. It must be a good secret that Chi you, the former, coveted.

"Chi you first took out the promise paper and asked me to make a promise. Then he told me that the promise paper is everywhere in the world, in order to attract me. He knew that I would be curious about the principle of the promise paper, and then he went to study it..."

Zhou Yi sneers in his heart. This promise paper is the clue that Chi You covets the secret. He wants to follow the clue to touch the secret, or he doesn't know the secret. It's also a guessing, and then let him verify it, saying that he is only a chess piece after all.

Although Chiyou looked very peaceful before, it was normal for the cultivation world to cheat each other. Maybe one second he was still talking about wine, and the next moment he was fighting for a treasure, secretly.

Zhou Yi is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years and has more knowledge. If it wasn't for those experiences, maybe he would be a fool to be Chiyou's pawn.

Now, all he has to do is pretend he doesn't know anything, but He would still use the promise paper as a clue to find the secret, but he didn't want to help Chi you, but wanted to know the secret himself, or it was a treasure or a skill, no matter what kind it was, it was absolutely an existence against heaven.

However, at the moment, in a hidden cave, Chi you is sitting in a golden light. He slowly opens his eyes, and there are countless stars in his eyes.

"The little guy finally got the promise paper!"

Chi you smiles faintly, then closes his eyes and falls into the middle of closure. He believes that his plan is perfect. Zhou Yi is the person he has been waiting for for thousands of years. If that plan succeeds, it will be a great fortune.

Zhou Yi sits cross legged on the bed of the room. On his head, the box of yangshenmu is slowly rotating. A black waterfall like mist emerges from the box. This is the power of yangshenmu to nourish the spirit.

Before, in order to understand the meaning of the miesheng sword, Zhou Yi's spirit was damaged. Now he has to repair the spirit first, otherwise his cultivation in the middle stage of the golden elixir can't move forward. Now his strength is too weak. Fortunately, there are many mortals and few monks in this world, and he doesn't have to see anyone walk with his head down. If he is in the world of the powerful in the deserted land, Zhou Yi can only walk with his head down I'm not going to do it.

Without strength, there is no foundation. Just as here, people in the National Teacher's office are not powerful, but they can still cover the sky with one hand. In the eyes of the world, they are immortal.