City tour of the master of cultivation

However, compared with other people, Zhou Yi's life is much more stable. After cleaning elder Xu's room every morning, he has plenty of time to practice, and every day is like this. Unfortunately, even if Zhou Yi spends nine hours to practice, the progress is still extremely slow, which is limited to his understanding.

For a young man who is just beginning to cultivate immortals, he has no mentor to guide him. He is just groping around, and he has taken many detours. In addition, Zhou Yi is not very good. All these have become the justifiable reasons for his slow cultivation.

Time passes by at the fingertips. The young man on the roof looks at the night sky, his eyes are intriguing. When he stands up and pats his buttocks, he is ready to leave the roof.

A pure white light curtain like the Milky way suddenly crossed the sky, enveloping the dim night in a silver light.

Countless bright spots, like stars, covered the whole Silver Satin, or the satin was made up of that bright spot. The twinkling light pierced Zhou Yi's eyes. At the moment, the ignorant youth looked at the silver light curtain and murmured:

"Qushui liushang..."

It is true that this shocking scene is the most mysterious Qushui liushang recorded in ancient books.

With stars as the water, it flows like a swift river. It is shaped like a hovering spirit dragon. It surrounds the gate like a guardian God. It makes people see that they are bound to worship.

"Elder martial brother, don't you think this is the wonder of heaven and earth recorded in the ancient books, the meandering water and flowing sorrow?"

"According to the rumor, the Qushui river is flowing and the heaven and the earth are abnormal. Is there any abnormal change going to happen in this world of cultivation?"

"This song seems to have a mysterious ability to let people get some great opportunities. Who will it be this time?"

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There was a lot of noise in the clan. Many disciples who had fallen asleep were also aroused by the noise. However, after they saw the vision in the sky, they had no complaints.

All kinds of speculation, and even a lot of people have begun to pray silently in their hearts, hoping that they can become the host of this Qushui liushang.

At the moment, Zhou Yi, with a blank face, looked at the screen like a rainbow in the sky and murmured, "it's beautiful."

Perhaps because of Zhou Yi's words, the Silver Rainbow suddenly burst into a more dazzling light. It was so dazzling that people couldn't look directly at it.

It seems that Zhou Yi's face is not affected by the water.

The dazzling light didn't last long, but just when everyone thought that the vision of heaven and earth was coming to an end, a huge red light burst out and broke the silver and white light curtain.

The blood red river surges ceaselessly, and the sky has been replaced by blood color. The faces of those who look up at the zongmen are dyed red.

"This is the bloody flame. It's said that it's a strange image of heaven and earth that hasn't been seen for hundreds of thousands of years!"

"Yes, this is the bloody flame symbolizing disaster!"

"It seems that the world of Xiuzhen is going to change. The evil flames of Qushui liushang and Xueshang appear together. There must be something terrible happening!"

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The patriarch and Zhangjiao appeared in the air at the same time, with the back of their hands leaning behind them, looking at the long river of blood in the sky and looking sad.

"Some disasters are doomed to be unavoidable. I just hope that when I am in charge of the sect, there will be no big mistakes in the clan." Chen Qingyun is in charge of teaching and mumbling.

Several other supreme elders were staring at the sky, and an invisible pressure was growing in their hearts.

There are two kinds of visions of heaven and earth at the same time, which are rare in the world. What's more, there are two opposite visions of heaven and earth. People who know this kind of situation are full of sadness, while people who don't know it will just stand beside them as if they were watching the excitement.

Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at the sky again with some uncertainty. The ancient Chinese characters, like those printed in Zhou Yi's mind, could not be scattered.

"Mr. Yang, after Yin."

"The evil sword is coming to the world, destroy..."

After a long time, Zhou Yi was still a blur. When he looked carefully, all the ancient words had disappeared, and he could not find any trace.

Zhou Yi recalled that ancient Chinese character in his mind, and an ominous premonition arose from his heart, because he scanned the surrounding people, and learned from their complicated words that other people did not see that ancient Chinese character. Only one can see what it represents and what it portends. Is it true that the vision of heaven and earth is related to oneself?

The young man shook his head with a bitter smile. He had no idea about his random guess. He was just an ordinary disciple. What's the relationship between those strange scenes and himself.

After a casual nap, Zhou Yi jumps off the roof and strides toward his residence.

The breeze caresses, the willow branches swing with the wind, swaying body posture, like a charming woman.

More than four months have passed since the last Qushui liushang incident. What is rare is that sanxuanzong was unusually calm at this time, as if the strange vision of heaven and earth had not happened.The elders are still closed, the outer disciples are still dealing with daily chores, and they are still living their own lives. The only change is Zhou Yi who is meditating with his knees crossed.

Zhou Yi once asked other martial brothers if they had read the ancient Chinese characters when the vision rose. After asking many people, Zhou Yi looked at them as if they were crazy. He got an answer. Only he could see the ancient Chinese characters. What does this mean? What does this mean? Zhou Yi's face is blank. He is just a mediocre disciple. Is it because of himself that this vision of heaven and earth really appears?

There is no answer, and Zhou Yi's conjecture can not be confirmed. He can only practice diligently as always, and stride into the third level of condensate gas. Entering the inner gate of the sect is his current goal.

Countless light spots of spiritual power surround Zhou Yi, but they enter with Zhou Yi's breath at an extremely slow speed. Zhou Yi's eyes are closed, and he doesn't notice anything wrong with Tao.

However, Zhou Yi, who is meditating with his knees crossed, doesn't know that the amount of spiritual power of heaven and earth around his body is unimaginable, but it is very few that enter his body. The main reason is that the speed of juvenile cultivation is slow.

If you practice alone and blindly, you will always take many detours, and you will not be aware of your own problems. If you lose control of your spiritual power, you may hurt yourself. This is also one of the problems of the slow cultivation speed of external disciples.

After tens of thousands of years of changes, the spiritual power contained in the air is also gradually thinning. Condensing Qi micro speech is just a summary of the cultivation methods at that time, which may not be suitable for the cultivation world at this moment.

However, all the people in the school practice is condensate. If they are as slow as Zhou Yi, sanxuanzong would not be one of the three schools in the city of 49.

There is no problem with the method and the place of cultivation, so it is Zhou Yi himself that has the problem.

It's just like holding a beautiful girl, but it can't be hardened by itself.

"Could it be that I, Zhou Yi, could only ingratiate myself with those elders by wagging my tail?" The young man closed his eyes tightly, and there was a roar in his mind.

With a roar of anger in his heart, the boy's speed of absorbing spiritual power was accelerated a few silk, but this degree can be ignored.

The young man closed his eyes and meditated. Some subtle things could not be detected before he was born.

In Zhou Yi's bed, there is a tiny insect that looks like a spider. It looks at the countless spiritual powers around Zhou Yi, and its eyes are full of greed.

This tiny spider, has been waiting here for a long time, it has been waiting for an opportunity, finally, this opportunity has come.

It ran to Zhou Yi's neck at a very fast speed, without any hesitation toward it. Zhou Yi's cold breath of pain immediately opened his eyes.

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In this vast land of Xiuzhen, there are countless strange spirit beasts. Although these spirit beasts have lower intelligence and can't be compared with human beings, their own special abilities can't be compared with human beings.

Among the spirit beasts, there are big and small, which can be higher than the sky, and small can be difficult to distinguish with naked eyes. In the ancient kingdom of Tianhuang, a country that has been handed down for thousands of years, there is a dragon protecting the country. This dragon is ten thousand feet tall and has five dragon heads. According to the records of the ancient kingdom of Tianhuang, this dragon once appeared in the crisis of the ancient kingdom. One of the five dragon heads spewed a flame and instantly annihilated millions of enemy troops. Since then, no one dares to provoke the ancient kingdom of Tianhuang.

In an ordinary mortal Kingdom, there was once a general who cut down most of a small mountain forest to build a marquis's house, but inadvertently destroyed the nest of blood ants, making them go out, devouring hundreds of soldiers in an instant, leaving only dense bones, and the greedy general was punished.

The spider biting Zhou Yi's neck is a small strange spirit beast. It has a nickname called ghost eating spider. As the name suggests, it can devour spirit power.

Ghost eating spiders are small and hard to distinguish with naked eyes. In ancient times, a mature ghost eating spider was very popular. Its biggest characteristic is that it can slowly erode the spiritual power of the friars, making their cultivation retrogressive, and can't detect any clues. Obviously, this ghost spider is still in its infancy, and it doesn't even master the most basic techniques of pain relief. The painful Zhou Yi sighs coldly.

Subconsciously, Zhou Yi pats with his hand and then unfolds his palm, but he doesn't find any abnormality. Is it an illusion? Zhou Yi rubs the bite with his hand, searches around with his eyes, confirms that there is no abnormality, and then begins to meditate.

As early as before Zhou Yi's palm wind hit, the clever ghost spider detected a trace of crisis. It got into Zhou Yi's collar at a very fast speed and escaped.