City tour of the master of cultivation

Unwilling to lie in bed and wait to die, Zhou Yi went into the Sutra Pavilion of the palace when he was bored and looked through all kinds of ancient books, hoping to find a way to let his spiritual power vent.

But after reading one book after another, Zhou Yi's constitution is rare in the world. There is no record in the book. Gradually, Zhou Yi's heart becomes more desperate.

"What's this?" Zhou Yi looked at an ancient book with thick dust in the corner and wondered.

"Poof"

with a light blow, all the dust fell away, and a yellow booklet came to Zhou Yi's eyes.

There are two big characters written in complex palindrome on it

Peeping at Nirvana

"peeping at Nirvana?" Looking at these two big words, Zhou Yi looks puzzled.

If there is any precious cultivation secret book, it will not be left here, but when Zhou Yi turns to the first page, he is deeply attracted by the text on it.

"A weak body can still feel the extreme way of martial arts, which is regarded as peeping"

"a weak body can reshape the body with other methods, which is regarded as Nirvana"

on the first page, Yi Chen wrote such strange two lines of small words. After pondering in his heart for a while, he didn't understand what it meant.

Putting aside his doubts, Zhou Yi solemnly opened the second page, which was full of villains with strange postures.

Looking at the shapes of these villains, Zhou Yi suddenly realized that this peeping nirvana is actually a cultivation method for the purpose of shaping the body.

Zhou Yi suddenly smiles bitterly. His body can only practice some foreign Kung Fu, but he is absolutely immune to cultivation methods. Although he has huge spiritual power in his body, he can't use any of it. Otherwise, his meridians will be destroyed by spiritual power, and he will be reduced to "waste".

Zhou Yi, who wanted to give up the book, also had an inexplicable motivation from somewhere and read the book silently.

This is Tianxuan continent, a world of martial arts. In the south, there is the great prime minister Prajna temple, in the north, there is the ice sea glaze sect, and in the East and West, there are such forces as Dali Dynasty.

In the middle of the Xuantian continent, which is also the center of the continent, there are various forces. Except for some hidden forces, among them, the seven emperors and five sects are stronger, but their cultivation methods are almost the same except for their different attributes.

However, the skills recorded in peeping at Nirvana are different from those recorded in Xuantian continent. It focuses on the soul, and then on the physical body. What it seeks is the transcendence of the ideological realm. Even if the physical body is destroyed, the soul will last forever.

On the other hand, Zhou Yi is very suitable for practicing peeping Nirvana at this time, because his channels and collaterals are abandoned and blocked, and his spiritual power can't be released, but it doesn't affect the cultivation of the soul. Maybe he can also feel a different way of cultivation from it, but Zhou Yi just thinks about it in his heart. If he really has such good luck, he won't be reduced to the present end.

After placing peeping at nirvana in his clothes, Zhou Yi walked slowly towards the courtyard.

On the way, I met a lot of servant girls and servants. They said hello. Before Zhou Yi left, they began to talk about it.

"It's said that his royal highness will distribute Bian Yu at the end of the year. I don't know if it's true or not?"

"Of course, it's true. It should have been implemented as early as two years ago, but it's just that the Lord dragged it on for such a long time"

"ah, who let his highness have no qualification to cultivate martial arts? It's his turn to blame."

"Shh, keep your voice down, your highness is not far away"

Zhou Yi didn't know how much he had heard. His face was as usual, his steps were still light, but his heart seemed to be stabbed.

"Ouch, isn't this your highness? If you don't go to bed and lie down, what are you going to do? Be careful As Zhou Yi walks with his head down, a handsome young man in black appears in front of his eyes.

Zhou Yi frowns slightly when he hears that the handsome young man in black is Yi Sheng, the adopted son of the seventh prince. He is Zhou Yi's elder brother, but they have no feelings, and Yi Sheng hates Zhou Yi very much.

At that time, Zhou Yi's mother couldn't give birth to a son. When the seventh prince was disappointed, she accepted an adopted son. She wanted to let him inherit the throne, but she didn't expect to have a noble son in her middle age. She loved him so much that she ignored Yi Sheng, the adopted son, and the throne had nothing to do with him.

What he should have got is occupied by others. He has developed a gloomy character of Yisheng since he was a child. He does not like words and hates Zhou Yi very much. When he sees Zhou Yi as a waste, he will tease and laugh at him.

"In another year, you will no longer be your royal highness. You can only go to the place where the birds don't poop and have a simple meal. You can't come back all your life, ha ha!" Yi Sheng saw that Zhou Yi didn't have any reaction, and then stimulated him.

"You're just a waste. You don't have the ability to cultivate martial arts. If you inherit the throne, you will disgrace the whole royal family. You will honestly go back to the wild frontier. That's your world.". Yi Sheng thought to himself, but he only dared to put these words in his heart. If they were spread out, he would be affected and maybe expelled from the palace.Zhou Yi's face is as usual. Over the years, he has been ridiculed and humiliated so much that he is patient and tough. Such a degree of humiliation is out of reach for him. After a slight smile, he brushed Yisheng's shoulder and left calmly.

"As long as I'm alive, I'll be the son of the world. How can you show off here?" Zhou Yi said coldly.

This sentence is like a thorn into Yi Sheng's heart. Yi Sheng holds his hands tightly and looks angry. When he hesitates for a moment and wants to attack, the boy in front of him has already left.

"No strength, even a slave can ride on my head..." There was a trace of helplessness in Zhou Yi's eyes. He suddenly turned around and punched the wall.

Of course, the walls are all made of marble, and the material is extremely hard. In addition, Zhou Yi did not use strength, so the walls are not damaged at all. On the contrary, Zhou Yi's white hands were damaged, and the blood stained the walls red.

The blood "tick tick" falls, the youth does not seem to feel pain, his face is expressionless, let the blood fall.

The pain of the wound is not as painful as the pain of the heart. Zhou Yi raises his head 360 degrees and looks up at the sky.

"Is there no place for Zhou Yi to live in the vast land of heaven and mystery?" Zhou Yi roared wildly. The voice came to the sky and stayed for a moment. It seemed that there was an echo left.

This kind of voice, the palace has long been used to, but after this voice appeared, a graceful woman's face anxiously appeared in front of Zhou Yi.

"How can you do something stupid again?" The girl has a melon shaped face, long eyebrows and picturesque, with a small mouth under her petite nose. Her lips are thin, and her whole face is delicate and beautiful. It doesn't have the slightest smell of human fireworks, but now she looks sad, like a resentful woman.

"Little tea, do you think I'm a waste?" Zhou Yi looks at the sky with a wooden face. His lips are a little white because of blood loss.

The girl named Xiaocha didn't answer Zhou Yi's question. She eagerly took the gauze she carried with her and carefully bandaged Zhou Yi's injured hand.

"Others say you are rubbish, that is not rubbish, but if you say you are rubbish, then you are rubbish!" Small tea silver bell like voice with a trace of cold said.

"Others say you are rubbish, that is not rubbish, but if you say you are rubbish, then you are rubbish!"

This sentence has great wisdom. After hearing it, Zhou Yi was a little lost. His mind kept thinking about it, and the whole person fell into his mind.

"Tea, thank you!" Zhou Yi hugs Xiaocha tightly in his arms.

Xiaocha's face is slightly red. She doesn't push away the boy in front of her, but buries her petite face in Zhou Yi's arms. At this moment, an inexplicable palpitation comes from her hot heart.

Although the young man has no qualification to practice martial arts, he has taken care of Xiaocha very much over the years. The young man's beautiful face and warm words, as if they had reappeared yesterday, reverberated in the girl's heart for a long time.

"Xiaocha, what's the crime of breaking into neifu without my command?" Two people are "lingering" at the moment, Yi Sheng's shrill voice suddenly sounded in the side.

Xiaocha is the maidservant in Yisheng hospital. She is beautiful but humble. Now, after hearing Yisheng's shrill voice, she quickly breaks away from Zhou Yi's arms and retreats to Yisheng's side.

Zhou Yi looks slightly angry and holds his hands tightly. He is about to start with Yi Sheng!

"It's the maidservant who's not good. It's making the young master angry!" Although Yi Sheng is an adopted son, after all, he has the name of the seventh prince. Besides, Yi Sheng is the second cultivation of martial arts. How dare she resist? She looks at Zhou Yi.

Xiao Cha's pathetic eyes make Zhou Yi's heart pull, but he knows that he can't have any conflict with Yi Shengqi now, and his hands reluctantly release.

"A slave is a slave. If you don't listen, you won't have to eat these days!" Yisheng deliberately scolds Xiaocha and glances at Zhou Yi from time to time. When he sees Zhou Yi's helpless and painful expression, he feels great.

Yi Sheng thought of Zhou Yi's humiliation just now, and he cried to himself that his right hand was carrying Xiaocha on his shoulder, pretending to be ambiguous.

"Enough!" Zhou Yi's body is like electricity. In an instant, he approaches Yi Sheng's body. His hands seem to have the power of a thousand gold. He grabs Yi Sheng who has not been stunned!

After more than ten years of forbearance, Zhou Yi never showed his strength. Now seeing that Xiaocha is humiliated, his body is out of control and rushes towards Yisheng without any hesitation.

Yi Sheng is slightly stunned. Before he makes a response, Zhou Yi's fierce attack comes. Before he moves, Zhou Yi's hands grasp Yi Sheng's arm tightly!

After all, Yi Sheng is a warrior in the dual realm of martial arts. His body reaction suddenly appears, and he wants to get rid of Zhou Yi's hands, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't get rid of it!