City tour of the master of cultivation

The old man turned around Zhou Yi for two times and laughed: "ha ha, this? Just smell it with your nose. You have the smell of the Zhou family in your blood. It smells good. After so many years, the taste of the Zhou family is like orchid and musk deer. It's amazing. " Said, the old man even closed his eyes, a look of aftertaste taste.

"The smell of blood?" Zhou Yi knows that his blood is more than the blood of the top three in the Zhou family, so he will naturally have a taste, but it's really too much to say that the orchid and musk deer.

"Yes, everyone's taste is different, it comes from the blood essence. Some people will send out a good smell when their blood essence is strong. If their blood essence is weak, they will send out a bad smell. Should I not explain this? Ah, yes, you are the last one. I thought it would be the descendant of the Yanyun family who finally became a talent. "

The old man's words immediately attracted Zhou Yi's attention, because the old man actually knew where he came from, and seemed to be familiar with his family. He didn't mean to bring himself here, did he?

The old man in front of him is too powerful, even stronger than the demon Duke who chased him before. But with Zhou Yi's insight and insight, he can't see through each other's accomplishments. The old man walked up to Zhou Yi very casually. Zhou Yi stepped back two steps in a row, put on a very alert posture, and asked: "elder, but I don't know how to call you?"

"My name? Well, I can't remember how many years I've been here. Ah, when people are old, their memory is not very good. Just call me old man. " The old man's tone is full of emotion and vicissitudes.

Zhou Yi was slightly silent for a moment, and asked: "I have a question. I'm not here because of your mana and wisdom, old master."

Hearing Zhou Yi's flattery, the old man gave a little smile and said, "yes. Let's sit down and have a good talk. No one has visited me for a long time. I'm almost rusty. "

The old man waved his hand gently. There was a table and two chairs in front of him. There was a teapot and two teacups on the table. Zhou Yi heard that a very refreshing aroma of tea came out of the teapot.

Lao Luo made a gesture to invite her to sit down. Then she sat down on a chair. Zhou Yi looked at him, and there was no way to sit on the chair opposite him. But Zhou Yi's prediction is stronger than his own.

Just that hand, it's clearly a creation out of nothing, not the so-called moving technique. This method has gone beyond the golden immortal's method and the devil's method. Who is the old man in front of us? Do you mean

Zhou Yi kept thinking in his mind, but he still put on a very calm expression on his face. He gently raised the cup and took a sip of it. The fragrance of tea filled his heart. Zhou Yi's heart moved and exclaimed: "it's really good tea!"

The old man took a sip of tea noncommittally, and then said, "young descendants of the Zhou family, do you know where we are?"

Zhou Yi thought for a while and answered honestly, "this is the domain space of a certain Demon power. To be exact, it is the domain space lost by that demon power."

"Yes, do you know which demons are powerful?"

Zhou Yi shakes his head. From Zuoxi Shuiyun's mouth, he vaguely knows that it's a magic power, which should be a long time ago. Because Zuoxi family and Liuyun family are both descendents of such a magic power, it shows a problem that it will take at least thousands of years for the magic power to break up Family name.

The old man's face showed the look of memory, and said gently: "the name of this demon family is porticia & middot; Mo Yan, let's call him Mo Yan for the time being. Master Mo Yan has fallen for three thousand years. In the three thousand years, his domain space, that is, the world where you and I live, has self evolved to the present state. Does it have the primary rudiment of the world? "

"Maybe you don't understand the power of the devil like Mo Yan. Three thousand years ago, his domain space already has the appearance of the world. Now, it's more and more like the world. Even the original species have been born. I'm afraid it won't take a thousand years. The world here won't be much different from the common one."

Zhou Yi didn't answer. He was deeply shocked by what the old man said about porticia Mo Yan. This guy is a bug. Taking Zhou Yi's immortal cultivation before reincarnation and rebirth as an example, the field world that he evolved did not have him to be able to give birth to the original species.

The emergence of native species is a symbol of the birth of a world. The birth of the world and the birth of a field are totally different things. What is needed is a very coincidental situation. So what kind of cultivation was this porticia Mo Yan?

"Are you shocked by the old devil's cultivation?"?! It's true that this old devil was the biggest enemy of the Terran, demon, fairy and Protoss. In order to get rid of him, we lost a lot of Daluo Jinxian, even the supreme demon emperor and the supreme immortal. Fortunately, we finally got rid of the old devil. "The old man said it lightly, but it brought more shock to Zhou Yi. If Zhou Yi was just a real little monk in the foundation period, it would be all right, because the existence of xianzun, the supreme demon emperor, was something that a little monk like him could not even look up to. However, in Zhou Yi's memory, he knew that he was once one of the masters of xianzun, who occupied the world in ten directions. Basically, he was the top existence in the whole universe.

So, porticia Mo Yan is also the most powerful one?! It's no wonder that even people have fallen for such a long time, but their domain space can still evolve into the world.

At the same time, Zhou Yi also thought of another point. He looked at the old man, stood up from his seat, bowed deeply to the old man, and said, "old man, I don't know your identity. There are many impoliteness just now. Please forgive me."

"Ha ha, don't be so polite. I've already said that. I've forgotten my name. Really, I've forgotten a lot. "

The old man uttered a long and quiet sigh, with endless regret.

Zhou Yi sits opposite him and listens silently. He doesn't know what the old man's intention is. He directly feels that he doesn't have any malice. It's like an old man talking about his past stories.

Zhou Yi grabbed the teapot on the table and poured a cup for the old man and himself. But Zhou Yi felt something strange, because when Zhou Yi poured the tea, he could not feel any weight of the teapot.

All objects between heaven and earth are composed of the vitality of heaven and earth. Today, Zhou Yi is especially sensitive to the vitality of heaven and earth. He is much more sensitive to the vitality of water system and soil system than ordinary people. He can't feel any vitality of water system when he looks at tea. The teapot should be made of clay, but he can't feel any vitality of soil system.

Is everything in front of Zhou Yi false? Zhou Yi looks at the old man in horror and doubt.

The old man looked at Zhou Yi with profound meaning: "the young man is so amazing that he can find that everything in front of him is a virtual image. Zhou family, hehe, it's amazing. There are ancient blood hidden in my body. If I can't see through this little virtual image, it's meaningless for me to invite you into my little world. "

In front of Zhou Yi's eyes, the old man suddenly disappeared. Behind him, the magnificent waterfall also disappeared. But the pool still exists, except that the green mountains and green waters are gone. In front of him is a vast desert, with two springs flowing in the desert.

Looking at the changes in front of Zhou Yi's eyes, he didn't feel much shocked. He just felt that the old man's cultivation was really profound, and he had such profound skills to realize such a scene. However, on the other hand, it also confirmed Zhou Yi's judgment that the old man was not with porticia middot; Mo Yan, an old devil, has a level of existence, or a severely weakened existence.

Zhou Yi's heart is deeply vigilant, because he has seen too many old monsters who have lived for too long. In order to continue to survive, they have gone to the extreme by all means.

It's just that Zhou Yi's face is still shocked and he doesn't know what to say. In fact, he has been preparing secretly.

"That's the real thing?"

"Not bad. Originally, I wanted to create a good background for chatting, but I was still seen through by you. In this case, there is no grand background. Besides, it's just my nostalgia. "

The old man said faintly that Zhou Yi was really keen to find that there was a strong sense of death between his eyebrows and eyes. Just now, there was a barrier of dreamland. Zhou Yi couldn't see through it, but now without the barrier of dreamland, Zhou Yi could feel each other's state easily.

The old man looked at Zhou Yi with deep eyes and said with a smile, "the young man's feeling is really strong. He can feel that I am going to the yellow spring. I haven't finished the story just now. Can you listen to me patiently and finish it all? "

Looking at the old man who has half stepped into the coffin, Zhou Yi really has no language to stop him from speaking. Zhou Yi nodded and bowed politely to the old man: "I'd like to hear the details."