City tour of the master of cultivation

However, Zhou Yi also understood that it would be a price to pay for the power of porticia Mo Yan. When it comes to their cultivation, sleep? That's a joke. Years of not sleeping are full of energy. In order to let Zhou Yi talk a lot of nonsense smoothly, porticia Mo Yan's soul has used some strength.

As soon as Zhou Yi waved, he called three lovely little stubborn elves and let them jump to the palm of his hand. Although these little guys don't have the size of a palm, once they jump into the palm of Zhou Yi's hand, each of them weighs more than 100 Jin. Zhou Yi also has to use the trick to reduce the weight of the three of them to support them easily.

Zhou Yi raised his hand and put the three elves in front of his eyes, looking at them carefully. The appearance of the three elves is very similar, but a closer look, you will find that there are no small differences among them. One of them has a red eye and a blue eye, which is as crystal clear as a gem. The other one has more obvious leg length ratio than the other two. The last one looks a little cute and timid, but the other two are a little far away from the timid elf, so they are afraid.

Zhou Yi said softly, "you three have names since today. Red and blue eyes, you call it gem. The one with long legs is called long legs. As for you, it seems that you are the most ferocious one among all the elves. Let's call you Guabao. "

Although they couldn't speak, the three elves all jumped up happily and obviously liked their names. After all, they are not creatures. In the storage space, there is no need to worry about eating and drinking, lack of oxygen and poor breathing.

After receiving the three elves, Zhou Yi called Chang Wuneng out again and said directly, "from today on, your name is no longer Chang Wuneng. It's too awkward. Your name is Wu Neng."

"Yes, the master can call me anything."

"Wuneng, do you know what is the way of enlightenment?"

"I know."

"Oh? It seems that you really know a lot. What is the Apocalypse road

"The road of apocalypse is a road to heaven in this world. As long as you reach the vanguard of cultivation before you are 30 years old, you will have a chance to lead to a thoroughfare to the outside world through the road of apocalypse, which is similar to the way of human cultivation and finally becoming an immortal."

"Pioneer? You mean, how far is that Black Hawk? "

"Yes, that's the cultivation. Among the original species, the highest cultivation is the prophet, followed by the warrior, the pioneer, and the warrior. If compared with the level of cultivation of immortals, the cultivation of the prophet can be high or low, and the lowest can reach the period of apotheosis, but the highest can not exceed Mahayana. "

"Why do you set up such an apocalypse for the original species?"

Hearing that Zhou Yi used the word "you" to describe him, Wu Neng gave a wry smile and said, "it's not me, it's my previous soul body. The road of apocalypse is to continuously send the best talents of the original species from here to enter into the interior of various races, and finally confuse the interior of various races, so as to achieve the purpose of revenge. "

Zhou Yi didn't say anything. He knew that what Wuneng said was true, because it was impossible for Wuneng to deceive himself after he sacrificed the fire of his true soul. But Zhou Yi thought deeply, perhaps, porticia Mo Yan thought that those outstanding talents who have come out of this world can come back to save him from the double seal after they have finally completed their studies? It's absolutely possible.

Although Zhou Yi doesn't know Mo Yan well, he knows that when he reaches a certain level of great power, there will always be many kinds of successors who will be able to die and become posterity. This is the crystallization of wisdom accumulated over countless years and has little to do with cultivation.

"So it is." Zhou Yi pondered for a moment. The prototype of the plan that had been produced in his heart before is more abundant now. "Now, it's time for us to return to the prophets of the native species."

After Wuneng disappeared in the ghost wand, Zhou Yi went back to the place where he came in. Here and before the arrival of the same is so a vast expanse of white, as if stepping on the same white clouds.

As soon as Zhou Yi came back here, he felt the white mist like land moving under his feet, the mist like vitality of the earth system rotating, and a big hole like a deep well appeared. Looking down from the big hole, it was the four prophets who sent Zhou Yi to the old temple of offering sacrifices to gods in the temple.

I think the four prophets have figured out when Zhou Yi will come back. The four native prophets headed by the prophet of wind are standing there waiting for Zhou Yi.

Without hesitation, Zhou Yi jumped down from the top. Zhou Yi's jumping position is at least 200 meters above the ground, but Zhou Yi is as light as a fallen leaf and falls in front of the four prophets.

"Young man, you are back!" The prophet of the wind said hello.

Zhou Yi nodded. The red faced prophet of fire had the most urgent temper. Without saying hello to Zhou Yi, he directly asked, "young man, have you got the Enlightenment from God?""I don't know if it's a revelation, but I brought back a phantom of God."

"A mirage of the gods?" There was a cry from all four prophets. They had been almost at the same time received a revelation from the gods, let them look for a human young man. I didn't expect that after finding Zhou Yi, a human being, I didn't have much trust in how many achievements Zhou Yi could achieve when he entered the temple. Who knew that Zhou Yi opened his mouth and said that he had brought back an illusion of God.

The forthright prophet of fire first asked, "what you said is true?"

"It's true, of course."

With that, Zhou Yi closed his eyes, raised his hands at an angle of 45 degrees toward the sky, and said something in his mouth. As for what he said in the end, Zhou Yi didn't know, but he looked like a god stick.

The four prophets looked back and looked at each other. They didn't believe Zhou Yi. But just when they felt that they should do something, Zhou Yi had a strong momentum, which made people feel submissive and familiar to the four prophets.

"It's the God of heaven!"

as like as two peas of the prophet, the water prophet, a huge transparent figure appeared behind him. The tall and mighty figure is just like the huge statue in the temple square, and it is so clear that it can come out of it.

Wuneng may be transformed into other people's, but if you want to transform Mo Yan into a vivid one, you really need Wuneng. Because Wuneng itself is a fragment of Mo Yan's soul, not to mention the fusion of Wuneng and Mo Yan's double demon body for a period of time when they were in the temple space cage.

"It's the incarnation of God!"

"The chosen son of God!"

The four prophets are absolutely old. They are all white haired. At this time, their faces show extremely pious expressions. They all kneel down on the ground and kowtow to Wuneng in mid air. They recite the incantations that Zhou Yi can't understand. Even the faces of the water prophet shed excited tears.

Zhou Yi quietly retreated to one side and watched the four prophets pay homage to Wuneng.

"You are my people. Do you know if you are guilty?"

Wuneng made a deafening sound, and the tall transparent figure was awe inspiring, which showed the momentum even more.

"We know sin. We are bewitched and bewitched by other people. We are fighting against each other, destroying the temple of offering sacrifices to gods and angering the gods. We apologize! "

"If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. If you obey my Edict and find the chosen son I need, God can forgive you for your crimes. From today on, you can't make mistakes if you listen to the order of this son! If there is any violation, it will be punished by the family

With these words, the shadow of Wuneng disappears. The four prophets were in a state of panic. They didn't find that Wuneng was back to the ghost wand. They just thought that the shadow of the God had reached the time limit and disappeared.

When the four prophets looked up and saw that the virtual shadow of the God had disappeared, they looked at each other and seemed to use some kind of secret technique similar to transmitting sound into the secret. After exchanging with each other for a while, they pushed out the wind prophet and came to Zhou Yi.

The little figure of the prophet of the wind came up to Zhou Yi, put his left hand on his right chest, bowed deeply and said, "thank you for inviting the will of the God. We will follow the will of the God and follow the body of the son of the God. If the son of heaven's choice is driven, the number of our people will be 100000, and we will die! "

Zhou Yi, with a modest expression on his face, quickly took the palm of the wind prophet's hand and said repeatedly, "old prophet, this can't be used. I'm just a microphone. How dare I drive you?"

"You are the special envoy of the God, representing the God. How dare we disobey? Please don't refuse, son of heaven

Zhou Yi originally wanted to be the son of heaven, so after two false excuses, he said, "OK, I'll cooperate with you once. However, the title of "son of heaven's choice" is so obnoxious. It's better to call me Xiao Yi. "

"No, don't break the rules! How can we call Tianxuan's son a common name? How about angels? "

"Angels?" Zhou Yi shows a wry smile. Where does he look like a birdman? On the contrary, many of the native species are birdmen.

"Well, you'd better call me sir. I guess no one in your group will call me sir."

The four prophets all nodded and approved the title proposed by Zhou Yi.