City tour of the master of cultivation

With the gradual loss of strength in his body, Zhou Yi became more and more frightened, but the little Saint did not know the danger at all. Instead, she increased the strength of the exercise. Compared with Zhou Yi, who was in great pain, the little Saint felt a warm current full of strength pouring into her body, making her limbs and bones very comfortable.

Yinrong Gong is originally a kind of strange skill, which can melt the power of all things in the world, including the power of others. Because this time is too cruel and overbearing, so few people practice it. Unexpectedly, the little saint can learn it as soon as she learns. In fact, Yin Rong Gong is inextricably linked with this original power. When you practice it to the highest level, you can restore and melt all kinds of life, minerals and magic weapons into the purest original power, and then use it again.

it is a pity that the little princess can not control her strength until she can learn this skill. She can not only take away the power of Zhou Yi, but also the essence of his life. Zhou Yi's whole life is like being sucked up by a monster. He is getting old and will die here.

I'm not reconciled! Can't just die here in silence! Zhou Yi struggled to use his strong willpower to try to regain the command of his body. At this time, the little Saint also found that something was wrong, but her practice time was still short, so she was not able to skillfully control the operation of this set of skills.

Looking at Zhou Yi's dispirited body, the little Saint also began to worry. In fact, she never wanted to kill Zhou Yi, let alone completely drain his energy. At the beginning, she just hoped that she could surpass Zhou Yi a little. But I can't imagine that it's out of control now.

She was anxious to stop her skill, but she couldn't move. At this time, Zhou Yi suffered as if ten thousand ants were eating him. His years of hard work were destroyed. If we don't say it, even the most basic strength of life support gradually disappeared. Zhou Yi's heart was as haggard as a tree, and he felt that his soul also floated out of the body with the real Qi like water.

However, just when his heart was dead and all his thoughts were gone, he suddenly remembered the original theory of bronze robot. All the power in the world is formed by the source, whether it is spiritual or material. Moreover, under the communication of origin, spirit and material can transform each other. If we give up ourselves and regard the whole world as ourselves, then the aura between the world belongs to our own source. Why should we share so much?

It was like a sudden enlightenment. Zhou Yi understood the most basic laws of the world in a desperate situation. Memories of more than 20 years swarmed in, followed by the earlier one hundred years of cultivation experience. What is true? What is fantasy? What is the world? What is me? A long lost feeling slowly came to his mind. His six senses became more and more acute, and soon went beyond his own body and expanded to the surrounding environment.

Now he can't feel the passing of his power. For him, the world is the source of power, and he can take it away at any time and become the form he needs.

Zhou Yi's heart moved, and those passing skills were nurtured from the little saint.

No! Now it's the little saint's turn to be scared. Zhou Yi, one of his subordinates, suddenly lightens. It seems that he doesn't exist any more, and that he always exists between heaven and earth.

Then the power that he had just absorbed, together with the force of heaven and earth around him, seemed to revolt, and it was whirling towards Zhou Yi's body. Moreover, these violent forces had to pass through her body first. For a moment, the little Saint only felt that she was full of pain and swelling, and her life was not like death.

Looking at Zhou Yi at the moment, he has a calm face, as if he had been nirvana, integrating with all things around him. This is the true meaning of yinronggong! Zhou Yi's body is like a storm. After the storm, he has fully understood the rules of the new world and how to use the power of origin to transform various forms.

At the moment, there is no poison in his body. The poison has long been melted by the little Saint herself. If he wants to, he can easily eat back the little saint and get her youth and life. But Zhou Yi doesn't want to and doesn't need it, because he has adjusted the frequency to be consistent with the surrounding environment, and wants to draw strength from the surrounding environment at any time.

It can be said that now his body has become the most harmonious and consistent body in the world. You don't have to practice any more. The world is a part of him. He is the world!

The panicked little Saint finally pushed Zhou Yi away with one hand. But Zhou Yi opened his eyes peacefully. "You, what did you do to me?" The little Saint asked in panic, and quickly found out the breath of her body.

But all the skills she had were there, even the part of Zhou Yi that she had just absorbed. Zhou Yi, with a smile on his face, seemed to be an ordinary person. He no longer had the breath of a monk.

Did he accidentally melt all his skills? The little saint was surprised and thought, why didn't he get angry and smile so calmly? Can't it be that your brain has been damaged by yourself? The little Saint secretly looks at Zhou Yi, feeling guilty.

"You, are you ok? Is there anything uncomfortable? " The little Saint asked carefully.

Zhou Yi didn't answer and still kept smiling. In fact, he has not fully recovered from the shock, and now he is full of a peaceful but inexhaustible power. Maybe the next time the rules of the world change, it will be exhausted, but at present, in this new era, he is the God who understands the secret of the origin!"You, do you know who I am?" The little Saint said, trembling. She wanted to stretch out her claws and touch Zhou Yi's forehead to see if he had a fever or dementia?

At this time, Zhou Yi suddenly got up and jumped into the air. After a long chant, he disappeared. "The golden scale is not a thing in the pool, once it meets the wind and cloud, it will change the dragon!"

Listening to his voice from the sky, the people of Saint's palace were crazy for a moment and looked at the sky foolishly.

About a quarter of an hour later, the little saint was the first to react. Zhou Yi is not only OK, but also he has escaped! "Come on! Go after this fugitive Although she didn't fully understand what was going on, the little Saint regained her demonic nature, and yelled with a strong air.

The strange old man was nagging about his own life in his little house, and he said: "little guy, you are so delicious. It's estimated that tomorrow there will be a silly boy who will give you back the wild bee Gu of the God of light. Don't you like the poison of the God of light most? At that time, we will be rich again, ha ha ha "

suddenly, the little bug is agitated and shivering. Strange old man did not understand the look around, did not feel what abnormal ah? Just then, a golden light came across the sky, and a familiar laugh passed overhead.

Where is this master from? I didn't even notice the fluctuation of his skill. The old man was surprised, frowned and thought hard. How could the laughter sound so familiar? It's a bit like the silly boy who came here today!

Since Zhou Yi left, ximenfeng opened the map and was studying the route to help Zhou Yi escape. Suddenly, the lines on the map were in a mess, as if there had been an earthquake. But the surrounding environment is still quiet, just a little golden dot suddenly appeared on the map, flying over this area.

Gold? This represents a master who has surpassed the demigod! Yes? How could Nanyun Dadu be such a crouching place? Ximenfeng also looked up at the sky, as if thinking about something.

At the same time, the high priest, who was surrounded by a group of Yingyan beauties, suddenly turned pale, waved his long sleeves and jumped out to the highest eaves of the palace. I saw his eyebrows wrinkled tightly, and he seemed to be smelling the unusual breath in the air. It's a strange wave. It's not the invasion of practitioners. It's like a wave of natural forces. It's like a storm coming towards the palace!

"Watch out! Watch out now The high priest doesn't know what's going on, but his intuition is approaching. So immediately and decisively under a series of alert orders. "Summon all the priests above the intermediate level to the palace, and quickly summon the little saints to the palace!"

At the moment, in a corner of the palace, several female officials in the courtyard are counting the incense used in the moon worship ceremony. Their cultivation is not high, but they don't feel anything unusual. "It's all registered here. Lianchun, check it again, and we'll have dinner!" One of them said as he handed the account book in his hand to a graceful woman.

At this time, a burst of golden light wave, here a few women seem to have been the same point, keep the unfinished action coagulation did not move. Only the female official named Lianchun was left. With a look of surprise and acacia, she surprised a man who appeared out of thin air and asked, "how did you come here?"

Zhou Yi didn't speak and hugged her in his arms with a smile.