With Xu Yi's cultivation base and extraordinary vision, it is common knowledge in the cultivation world that he does not know how to shatter the sea of Qi, interrupt his practice, and cannot be saved.
But he had the idea of just in case, after all, one person counts the short and the others count the long. Although Dayue is a place with scarce resources and a wild place for cultivation, it cannot hold back there are also billions of living beings and countless monks.
From ancient times to the present, how many cultivation methods should have been born, and even countless monks have been born. Not all of them are guaranteed, and among them is the amazingly talented and gorgeous person, the person who encounters people around him by chance.
After careful investigation, maybe we can really find a way to rebuild the sea of qi. Taking a ten thousand step back, even if he does useless work, he is just talking about it, so what is the loss
Xu Yi stopped the noise with a wave of his hand, and said loudly, "It's not necessary for you to find a way to rebuild the Qi Sea. As long as you have any clues, you can report to me. Xu will never disappoint you."
Hearing what Xu Yi said, everyone naturally had nothing to say, and immediately took orders and went their separate ways.
The period of three days passed in a flash.
The news that Xu Yi, an unrivaled powerhouse, came out of the mountain again, like a hurricane and tsunami, caused a sensation in the entire cultivation world.
During this period, Yuan Qinghua also rushed over and returned Xu Yi's more than ten thousand precious medicines left elsewhere.
The two sat around the table drinking together on the Qingping, reminiscing about the past, sitting from dusk to dawn, and Yuan Qinghua turned back.
Not seen for several years, Yuan Qinghua is not only plump but also much older, and her steps are already faltering. Looking at his back, Xu Yi suddenly felt emotional, this was probably the last time he and he saw each other in this life.
In the long river of life, there is no more Yuan Qinghua.
Sorrow the moment of life, envy the infinity of the world.
In the evening of that day, more than 30 soul-sensing powerhouses gathered in Futu Mountain. After they offered the Xumi ring containing the precious medicine to Xu Yi, Xu Yi took out the Earth Soul Talisman.
Thirteen Earth Soul Talismans exuding abundant spiritual power were lined up in front of him one by one.
All the strong sense souls held their breath, and their eyes shot out an almost crazy light.
Xu Yilang said in a loud voice: "After I have checked the Sumeru Precepts and figured out how much they are, they will be distributed immediately, and the lottery will be held later."
Half an hour later, more than 30 soul-sensing powerhouses all retreated,
Those who have obtained the earth soul talisman are full of ambition, but those who have not obtained it are devastated. But no matter what kind of emotion it was, no one would dare to show it in front of Xu Yi.
After everyone retreats, a bloody battle for the Earth Soul Talisman will surely break out.
Even within Xu Yi's perception range, seven or eight miles away, a bloody battle had already broken out.
The Earth Soul Talismans were sent out in full, and whoever gained would lose, but Xu Yi would not pay any attention to this.
Carrying tens of millions of precious medicines, Xu Yi left Futu Mountain.
All the way to the west, within half a day, I saw a mountain peak obliquely inserted into the sky. Under the golden sun, the lush mountain peak was full of green, and the sparkling river slowly ran from the top of the mountain and merged into a big river. A row of maple trees, the leaves are red like fire.
The mountain is Huiyin Mountain, and the river is Nielongjiang.
Xu Yi returned to Xu Family Village where he first came to this world.
The original wooden house has long been dilapidated and collapsed, leaving only a pile of yellow thatch obliquely covering the dilapidated firewood doors.
Xu Yi stretched out his fingers subconsciously, but found that there was no fire coming out. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, and a fireball popped up, igniting the pile of dilapidated thatch, and burning the old thatched hut to the ground.
Then he turned around and went into the forest, felling wood for beams and kneading earth for walls.
Imbued with divine thoughts, thoughts flowed all over his body, controlling all things, and immediately, Xu Yi turned into the most skilled craftsman in the world.
In less than an hour, a spacious wooden house was completed.
Xu Yi took out a set of daily necessities from the Sumeru Ring, and Xu Yi made his home here.
In the next few days, I walked in the forest during the day, dived in the river, and looked up at the moon beside Rhubarb's tomb in the evening.
The life seems to be relaxed and leisurely, but it is full of depression and boredom. The root cause is that the main tone of his mood is gloomy.
Suddenly a month passed, although Xu Yi was living in a leisurely and boring way, he did not forget about his business, and filled up the precious medicine every moment.
In thirty days, hundreds of thousands of precious medicines were swallowed by him.
The original force of life has been restored to the extreme, and all new injuries and old wounds have been restored.
Not only that, even the weakened true soul was restored to its original state during the 30-day tonic.
It's just that the progress of the gullies in the true spirit circle is still extremely slow, and there are almost no traces of progress.
Of course, by continuing to take the precious medicine, relying on the accumulation of tens of millions, Xu Yi believed that in the end, he could achieve the perfection of the true spirit circle.
But in this way, the utilization rate of the precious medicine is too low, it is a waste of money.
Although the precious medicine is easy to obtain, it is not such a waste, not to mention, there is probably only the last step left in his practice.
Yes, in his opinion, the Great Perfection of the True Spirit Circle may be the end of his practice in this life.
Without the sea of qi, even if he condenses his soul, it will not be stable because the soul cannot be refined to the true evil spirit.
Due to the lack of true evil, it is even more impossible to cultivate true energy, and naturally it is impossible to derive mana.
Therefore, in his opinion, the circle of true spirits may be the end of this life's cultivation.
On this day, Xu Yi was sitting under the old locust tree in front of the wooden house and reading a book. There were sudden thunderstorms in the sky, and large black clouds gathered again. He realized that the effect of this invisibility pill had been exhausted again.
Thoughts invaded Xumijie, only to find that the stock of Invisibility Pills was running low, only thirty or so pieces left. According to the consumption of one piece in three days, it can only last for more than a hundred days, and the time converted to the Northern Holy Court is only worth a month. , by that time, the gravity of his blood will definitely still be there.
The muffled thunder in the sky became louder and louder, and the black clouds gathered together, and the sky that was clear before was almost completely black. The dark clouds hung low, and it seemed that a piece of the dark cloud could be torn off with a single tiptoe and stretching out hand.
Xu Yi suddenly felt disheartened. It seemed pointless to persist with this crippled body. It would be better to disappear in the thunder and lightning.
To be born here and die there is a complete reincarnation.
As soon as this thought came to him, he felt great regret again. Familiar figures and unforgettable pictures circled in his mind.
Xu Yi gritted his teeth fiercely: No, I can't just give in! What's the deal with breaking the air? I think I couldn't even realize the condensate at the beginning, so I didn't reach the current height in the end.
The savage energy in his bones erupted, Xu Yi hurriedly summoned an invisibility pill, and swallowed it.
As his temperament was restrained and his divine splendor was concealed, the dark clouds all over the sky dissipated, and the clear sky turned blue, as if washed by water.
Xu Yi stared at the sky obsessively, following the passing clouds, unable to regain his senses for a long time.
A flash of lightning suddenly flashed across his mind, he slapped his thigh violently, leaped several feet, joyfully like a child, flipping continuously in the air.
"Land of Thunder Spirit, this world is not a natural land of Thunder Spirit!"
Xu Yi muttered to himself, then looked up to the sky and laughed, the laughter continued for a long time, shaking the mountains, stirring the rivers, and countless birds and beasts all over the mountains and plains screaming.
Xu Yi stopped laughing, but couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.