Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation

Chapter 109 has its own concerns

The soul is attributed to one, and Chu Yi finds that his body is like a broken rag bag, and there are scars everywhere.

Without taking care of the rest, Chu Yi immediately took a bottle of mountain of essence and took it, running a big Heavenly Circulation on the knees. Although there are many scars on the body, most of them are skin injuries, but if you continue, it will bleed to death.

After Chu Yi felt that he had almost recovered his strength, he stood up and looked around.

Behind him, a pale yellow mask is scattered around the periphery, as if it were evenly distributed on the outermost side of the circle. Looking forward, there seems to be a towering building in front.

“Is this the real Ancestral Dream Land?”

Chu Yi thought about it and then looked at the clothes on her body. It was still the one that was worn, and it was covered with blood without any change.

“If I guessed it well, this yellowish mask should be the place where Dreamland was previously. It’s incredible! If it’s not the power of no-no-nosed, I’m still stuck in it, just don’t know if anyone else. Can also be like me.”

Chu Yi looked around and found no trace of other people’s existence. Now he walked forward. Because of the mountain of essence, it can maintain the vitality of his body, not to die because of lack of food and water.

The building in front was not far from looking, but Chu Yi had been away for a long time, but still had some distance.

At this time, he walked over to a desert, and a scorching sun suddenly appeared in front of him.

“How come desert? Is it dreamland?”

Chu Yi tried it and found that it was a real sight. If it is changed to other people, it is naturally impossible to explain clearly, but Chu Yi from modern society quickly thought about everything.

This Ancestral Dream Land is mostly a combination of many unique spaces. It seems that this situation is not naturally formed, but it is a bit like being deliberately combined.

Thinking of this, Chu Yi suddenly felt the coolness behind her. If it was so deliberately arranged so, what kind of terrifying cultivation base would it be?

“Bone bone? Unexpectedly scattered so many bones here!”

Chu Yi walked, suddenly a gust of wind blew and danced, a skull in the desert appeared, and there was a tattered shirt on the skull, unexpectedly bright yellow!

This is the unique color of the Martial Sovereign powerhouse, which surprised Chu Yi. Have you ever fallen to a powerhouse like Martial Sovereign?

Chu Yi was kneeling on the sand and dug out all the bones. This skeleton does not know how many years have elapsed, only the head is intact, and the rest are scattered.

An Incomplete Secret Manual fell out of the yellow shirt, and Chu Yi took a look and there was no handwriting to identify it.

“I don’t know if Hidden Scriptures Pavilion can be fixed.”

When Chu Yi thought about it, he took the secret manual and then turned to other skeletons.

At this time, another figure appeared in Ancestral Dream Land. Unexpectedly was the boy with the iron rod. His face was still indifferent. Suddenly the body trembled fiercely and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

“It’s just the first layer that makes me lose so much. Fortunately, I have been prepared, but the back should be the sun in the hot sun?” He muttered in his mouth, looking at the altar in the distance, it seemed awkward. He seems to have some familiarity and understanding of this place, and can see something from his eyes.

He took a bottle of Medicine Pill from his arms and poured it all into the mouth, then adjusted it.

All around is a silence, except Chu Yi, who is the second person to arrive here.

The difference between Ancestral Dream Land, in fact, Wei Wang does not understand. This time the behavior can be described as daring. In fact, the people whose cultivation base is under Martial Sovereign will usually fall into the endless dreamland. If no one succeeds, they will continue to go back until the body is completely aging.

The desert is endless and there are bones everywhere. Chu Yi was interested in digging a few secret manuals at first, but later found out that if he continued this way, he might not have the way to go out before dark.

The night in the desert is not as easy as the daytime. At least, under the scorching sun, as long as you have the water source, your eyesight is clear, and even if you are soaked, you will not have the worry of life.

But the desert at night is undoubtedly more terrifying, the temperature may drop to minus 20 degrees, and it is hard to see the whirlpools in the desert, and you can roll in at once.

Chu Yi speeded up and lost the mountain of essence, and True Yuan Force was exhausted, and it immediately grew up under the urging of the mountain of essence.

The sky gradually darkened, and Chu Yi found that the front seemed to have reached the boundary point of the desert, and he accelerated the speed.

“Boom!” Just as the night completely covered the desert, Chu Yi stepped out and the space in front of him changed again.

“My True Yuan Force is on the level of the Eight Grade Martial Officer?” Chu Yi suddenly realized that his True Yuan Force had become exceptionally abundant.

The speed of this growth is too horrible!

In fact, mainly in the desert, True Yuan Force is constantly drying up and breeding. This process is repeated repeatedly. Chu Yi’s True Yuan Force does not know how many times it has flowed, which is equivalent to increasing the progress of cultivate by n times.

“Five days, fourty-five people died!” Bao Weihong’s body shivered slightly, looking at another body with heartbeat and temperature.

In five days, there are only more than 30 people left, and this number may continue to increase.

“I am going to see Your Majesty.” Bao Weihong said a faint sentence and left.

“No, I am coming.”

The voice of Wei Huang sounded at this time, and the figure appeared. His face became very pale, holding a thin yellow paper in his hand and looking terrifying.

“Wrong. In the ancient books, Martial Sovereign entered the following, and it must die. And, from the record with Martial Sovereign, only three people came out.” Wei Huang’s look was annoyed to the extreme, costing a huge The amount of Yuan Stone, the result is to bury the Wei elite’s most elite first generation martial artist.

“Your Majesty, you don’t have to blame yourself, maybe someone will come out.” The Imperial Preceptor is next to a tranquil voice. At this moment, he doesn’t even move his eyebrows. The powerful reason is hard to understand.

“I hope so!” Wei Huang sighed, staring at the colorful whirlpool, his heart was full of puzzles.

Among the seven countries, Qi State and Chu State have similar places, but they can cultivate some powerful martial artists, but why can’t the rest of the country do?

However, he originally rummaged through the palace classics, but he only missed a crucial page, and found this page unintentionally today.

This is a very terrible thing. There is some depression in his heart. Could it be that Wei Country is slowly declining and let Wei Family change?

“There are two more days. If there are no more people coming out, I am afraid that all of them will be buried in it.” Wei Huang thought, his hand was slightly trembling.

If this result really occurs, even if he is an emperor, he can’t afford it. All the big families can’t stop with him.

In the infinite loop of dreamland, the loss of the soul should still be above the flesh, but the flesh has no food, and within seven days it must be lost, unless the soul is in a deep sleep.

At this time, the dean of the martial courtyard of each state, the three or five people who were very upset, gathered together to discuss why so many days passed, and none of the most elite martial arts of the states returned.

Yan, Ling, Shen, and Xuanyuan are also brightly lit. Every elder is neatly negotiating. What is going on?

However, the Imperial Palace has its own strict laws. Regardless of the results of the big ratio, Wei Huang can’t give an explanation, so I can only wait patiently.

Among Yan Mansion, Yan Ruoshui looked uneasy and retreated from Yan’s study, and the eyebrows became more and more anxious.

This time, the Martial Child Great Competition, Yan Family, with a low-key strategy, only one Martial Lieutenant-level child is involved. It is obvious that there are some situations, but the loss is not big. And Yan Ruoshui is now qualified at home, and Yan Wang is not going to do it. In the future, this daughter will help the scorpion to support Yan Family, so she will cultivate her now.

“Chu Yi, you don’t have anything to do!” Yan Ruoshui silently recited in her heart, but she immediately thought of the magical things of Chu Yi, and she gave it a little snack.

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