Cultivating Master In City - Chapter 1079
Zhou Yi knew everything early. Staying with these people would only waste his time. He shook his body, turned his body into a light, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. This business really disappointed him. During this time, Zhou Yi could clearly feel that his cultivation increased significantly with the passage of time.
Soon he will be able to recover to his peak state. In this way, he can leave here soon to find those lost partners. The desert is desolate, full of withered yellow and hopeless. Zhou Yi looks up and sees that the hot sun falls on the earth. There are no living creatures in this deserted desert!
Only a few very rare creatures who can resist the hot weather are buried deep underground. They have only one pair of eyes. They are buried in the sand and peep into the world above. To Zhou Yi’s great surprise, when he passes through this endless yellow sand and reaches a region, there are no creatures here. Here, the spiritual power in the air is extremely thin, It can be said that there is no supplement at all. Zhou Yi works his magic power and the spiritual power in his body is passing rapidly, but his cultivation has not increased at all. This place is not a place to stay for a long time.
Zhou Yi searched nearby for a long time. He had some bright eyes and showed a little gloomy color. The more he went inside, the faster his accomplishments passed. In addition, his accomplishments were not supplemented in time, which led to a lot of spiritual power consumption on his way to the flight. Therefore, he had to rely on the energy in his countless space rings to increase his accomplishments!
The number of pills in the ring is very limited. There is no chance to refine pills to supplement the spiritual power consumed. If you go on like this, if you encounter a sudden attack and the other party is an expert, or the number is very large, the end will be very ugly. Thinking of this, Zhou Yi becomes extremely cautious and looks around, A little surprise appeared in his eyes.
Sure enough, when he had such thoughts in his mind, there was a rustling sound in the jungle not far behind him, and an incomparably powerful breath appeared, which made Zhou Yi feel a little inexplicable when he was shocked. These people showed that they came twice, but judging from the breath that appeared on them, There is no sense of familiarity at all.
This made Zhou Yi’s face sink and his inexplicable spiritual power restless, because he obviously felt that someone was preparing to do it to him, but unfortunately, he seemed to have little courage. He hesitated just when he was ready to do it, which made Zhou Yi’s face look ugly for a while. Did he accidentally fall into someone’s trap!
At the thought of this, Zhou Yi stopped talking, his heart suddenly trembled, and then his body turned into a rainbow, and suddenly disappeared between heaven and earth. In a short moment, no one could react. The speed, Rao is Zhou Yi, was shocked. Sure enough, when in danger, people would escape at all costs. In this way, The distance between him and those people opened up a lot in an instant!
But what Zhou Yi totally didn’t expect was that when he just retreated, an old man suddenly appeared from the void. He had long white hair, looked quite strange, and his breath was extremely terrible. At this moment, Zhou Yi seemed to see the highest mountain in the previous life. His cultivation was extremely terrible!
“Little thief, dare to act wildly on my territory. Let’s stay here today!”
Before Zhou Yi could react, his body suffered a violent impact. A huge palm print directly penetrated his body. Zhou Yi’s brain was confused and the whole person seemed to be lost. Finally, his brain was crooked and fell asleep!
Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi completely lost his vitality before he had half a chance to survive in mozhou. He appeared in other places with his soul and his ring integrated into his soul.
I don’t know how many times he was reborn!
Dali Dynasty, in the gate of the seventh Lord’s house.
A boy who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old was waving his fist.
“Hum! Ha!”
The boy is thin and has exquisite facial features. He has a narrow Danfeng eye and a serious face. When he waves his arms, his clothes flutter in the wind.
This is the most basic boxing technique, but in the hands of the young man, a powerful force erupted. His every move seemed natural and his figure was unspeakable.
“The way of martial arts cultivation is not about talent or identity, but about self-improvement and diligence!” young Huo’s reincarnation, with strong steps, seemed to tremble when he fell.
In front of his body stood a dummy made of iron, which was not hard enough to shake, but the boy suddenly shook his waist, and his strength spread from heel to fist, crashing into the iron man.
“Boom”
The iron man was immediately smashed. If he was a real person, he would be crushed to pieces.
The boy’s forehead was full of sweat. He seemed a little tired. He stood in front of the broken iron man without expression, and his eyes showed confusion.
“If you don’t have absolute strength, you can only be bullied in this world!” the confusion in the young man’s eyes was gradually replaced by firmness.
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This young man is Zhou Yi, the only son of the seven princes of the Dali Dynasty. His highness, who was once named waste.
Zhou Yi has weak meridians since childhood, has no martial arts qualification and is ill. Until he is about to grow up, his bad physical condition has not changed.
The only son of the great seven princes, who also lives in a country governed by martial arts, if he has no martial arts qualification, he can’t inherit the throne and can only end up in the border area.
The seventh Lord, a middle-aged son, loved Zhou Yi very much. He took out the precious magic medicine collected at home for Zhou Yi to use. However, his body seemed to be a bottomless hole, almost consuming the whole medicine warehouse, but Zhou Yi’s abandoned meridians still had no change.
Gradually, the name of a waste spread to the Dali Dynasty. Although they didn’t mention it face to face because of the identity of the seven kings, the private discussion and ridicule were endless.
The seventh Prince’s sideburns are getting gray and his face is full of melancholy, because in another year, if Zhou Yi does not break through the dual realm of martial arts, he will be sent to the border area and will never return to the dynasty.
The seventh Lord had only such a son. How could he have the heart to see his children sent to the wild frontier where birds don’t shit? He saw the Holy Lord and delayed the time year after year. Today is the third year.
Even if the seventh Lord is the realm of the seven areas of martial arts and the pillar of Dali, after all, it is the rule of the dynasty. Everything is no more than three. The emperor’s order has been issued this time, and Zhou Yi’s deployment of the border area is a firm fact.
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Zhou Yi paced towards his room. When the door opened, the luxurious decoration like the emperor’s bedroom came into view.
The room is surrounded by ancient celebrity calligraphy and painting. From that stroke, we can see the charm and artistic conception contained in the calligraphy and painting, so as to determine its valuable value.
The ground is covered with blankets, and the edge of the bed is surrounded by a huge tiger skin. People lying in bed seem to be guarded by tigers, giving people a very safe feeling.
The air is filled with a faint smell of red sandalwood. Ordinary people feel relaxed and happy when they smell it. The looming red sandalwood cigarettes are floating out of the red gold incense burner in a mysterious way.
As soon as Zhou Yi leaned over, he lay on the bed very casually. His limbs were open, his eyes were slightly closed, and his face was relaxed.
“The name of this waste really doesn’t dare to be!” Zhou Yi smiled bitterly at the corners of his mouth. His hands gradually clenched, and his slightly long nails penetrated into his palm, bringing bursts of heart piercing pain
Zhou Yi can still remember the ridicule and humiliation he has endured for more than ten years. The eyes of those forces seem to be mocking him around.
Zhou Yi tossed and turned in bed because he swallowed a huge amount of magic medicine from urination. At this time, there was great power around the Dantian, but this power could not be absorbed smoothly due to Zhou Yi’s weak meridians.
There is such a huge treasure in his body, but he can’t develop it. Zhou Yi is also quite helpless, but the words of the imperial doctor completely plunged Zhou Yi into the bottom of the valley.
“If you don’t let go of the power in your body, you will break your Dantian and blow your body apart!” the imperial doctor looked at Zhou Yi indifferently and muttered.
Zhou Yi was stunned. His meridians were blocked and his power could not be absorbed and operated. Didn’t the news tell him that he was going to die? And still die!
I’m afraid Zhou Yi was blown to pieces by the huge useless spiritual power in his body before he matched the border area!
When the seventh Lord heard the speech, his eyes suddenly darkened. Unable to accept the reality, he grabbed the imperial doctor with a fist as big as a bear’s paw. His sword eyebrow tilted slightly. He looked at the imperial doctor angrily and scared the imperial doctor to pee his pants.
“Is there any way!” the seventh Lord tried his best with his big hand and almost crushed the imperial doctor’s neck.
“Yes, yes, yes! There is a strange thing in Dali emperor’s tomb, called reincarnation and nirvana, which can revive the dead and transform the bones and meridians of the human body!” the royal doctor no longer looked as profound and indifferent as he just did, but choked with cowardice and pain.
The seventh Lord was overjoyed when he heard the speech. He gently threw the royal doctor to one side. The royal doctor didn’t have time to pack up and fled away from the room with wet pants.
Dali emperor’s tomb is a forbidden area. It is the place where kings of all dynasties are buried. If they want to obtain reincarnation and nirvana from the emperor’s tomb, they are nothing more than breaking ground on the Taisui Lord. However, this is the only hope. The seventh Lord shook his sleeves and left Zhou Yi’s room with a happy face.
Before Zhou Yi could say anything, the seventh lord left the room. He wanted to stop his father. It was a felony to steal and dig the emperor’s tomb without permission. Even if his father was a lord, he could not escape punishment. If his father suffered for his own reason, his heart would definitely live in deep remorse.
