Mu Xian looked at Zhou Yi in horror. She thought Zhou Yi had been practicing martial arts since childhood, just like herself. Now it seems that Zhou Yi can defeat himself not because he is also a genius.

"Are you..."

"Yes, Miss Xian Xian should have thought of it. I am directly absorbing the aura for my own use, storing it in my body, running the meridians, and turning the essence of heaven and earth into my own use. This is the essence of the Tao."

The reason why Zhou Yi told Mu Xian so much is that in the previous generation, Mu Xian was a more amazing demon genius than herself. Sooner or later, she will realize the commonalities between martial arts and immortal cultivation. She was the first group of people from martial arts to immortal cultivation in the previous generation and the one with the greatest achievements.

In this life, Zhou Yi will easily defeat Muxian only after he has hung up. If in the previous life, Muxian could crush himself with one finger.

The shepherd fairy was silent, bowed her head and meditated. She was so absorbed that she even entered the state of calmness.

Sure enough, he is a cultivation genius. He can even be calm when standing. He can enter the cultivation state anytime and anywhere. It shows that it is reasonable for Muxian to amaze the world in the last life. I still remember that I was just a little monk at that time. Looking at the fairy shepherd from a distance, I was surprised by the fairies of the whole audience? In this life, the two people have met so early, and the perfect carcass of Muxian is half exposed in front of their eyes. If possible, they have already done it. People are not things.

Zhou Yi lamented that after a meal, he quietly left Muxian to ponder. He knew that Muxian would break through and have great fortune, which is the necessity of history. Originally, time turned back and he came back to the earth. The process of history has begun to change. What he has to do is not to deviate in the general direction. Otherwise, the incitement of a butterfly's wings may make an important change in the future historical trend, which is definitely not what Zhou Yi wants to see.

Zhou Yi came to Ye Zixing and looked at the black and dead noble childe on his face. Of course, Zhou Yi can see that ye Zixing is an important person, and from the pig's divine knowledge, he also knows that this guy can open the four directions and eight locks array, which is worth studying.

Zhou Yi waved to the pig, and the pig ran over happily. Zhou Yi wondered why piggy was so happy after he concluded the soul oath with himself? I fought and killed myself before. I wish I could swallow him alive.

"Give me the array?"

The little pig untied the dark stone tied to him and handed it to Zhou Yi with spider silk. Zhou Yi took it over and looked carefully. Is this the array diagram of the square eight lock array?

There are countless arrays in the world. Most of them are made of special Juan paper. Of course, they are also made of stone, metal, jade and so on. Generally speaking, the more rare the materials, the more powerful the array is. If ye Zixing, captured by the pig, can really open the square eight lock array, he is invincible in this array.

Zhou Yi takes a cold look at Ye Zixing. He is a dandy. He can't even use such an important thing. How dare he come to the Quartet eight lock array to collect fruit?

"Piggy, throw those goods aside and get trapped. I want to ask something about this. Untie him for me and detoxify by the way."

The little pig came and stabbed Ye Zixing's neck with his mouth. Soon, ye Zixing's body reacted. It was like a patient with epilepsy. He twitched all over, vomited black dirt, and a layer of black dirt was forced out of his body.

Is this the detoxification method of spiders? Seeing ye Zixing's extremely twisted limbs and face, Zhou Yi guessed that it must be very painful. This domineering detoxification method is better not to be poisoned by pigs in the future.

Piggy didn't know Zhou Yi's Secret vigilance. After happily dragging others away, Zhou Yi squatted down and cut Ye Zixing's arm with the captured dagger, dripping blood on the black stone of the square eight lock array. Sure enough, all the situations in the array emerged.

Zhou Yi smiled coldly. The security of this array is really weak, and the technology is still in the blood activated state. In this way, it only takes a little time to obtain the control of the Quartet eight lock array.

Zhou Yi stared at Ye Zixing, who gradually stopped twitching, and asked coldly, "who are you? What are you doing? What are you doing here?"

Ye Zixing finally recovered and vomited, which made him almost vomit his internal organs. At last, he was better. When he heard Zhou Yi's cold voice, his anger rose from the bottom of his heart.

"Shit, which onion are you?" Zhou Yi slapped Zhou Yi on his right cheek when he dared to finish this sentence.

Ye Zixing was stunned and asked, "you hit me?"

There was another slap in the face.

"Fuck, you dare to fight..."

With a bang, Zhou Yi directly stuffs Ye Zixing on the ground. This foot is not very heavy, but it can just make ye Zixing's lower abdomen unable to stand.

Ye Zixing is also a master of Huajin, so he dares to talk wildly, but Zhou Yi in front of him is a person who specializes in Huajin. Zhou Yi also knows that ye Zixing must be the descendant of the person who set up the four directions and eight locks array, that is, the culprit who locked the pig. Since Zhou Yi is already the owner of the pig, and he is destined to practice through the earth aura eye here, there will be an irreconcilable contradiction with Ye Zixing's family. Therefore, Zhou Yi doesn't care whether he offends Ye Zixing at all.

Seeing that ye Zixing was not on the road, Zhou Yi simply didn't even ask, just a burst of indiscriminate beating without head and ass. Ye Zixing just lost half his life tortured by spider poison. Now he is beaten by Zhou Yi and soon becomes dying. If he hadn't been a martial artist since childhood, ye Zixing would have been killed on the spot after five minutes of violent beating.

Ye Zixing began to beg for mercy in the second minute, but Zhou Yi seemed to be addicted and didn't give him a chance to speak at all. When Zhou Yi finally stopped, ye Zixing had begun to form a mass of conditioned reflex, and his hands and feet were covered indiscriminately. The tingling feeling in every part of his body made him doubt life.

There are really perverts in the world. Are they happy to beat people and torture people?

"Go ahead."

Zhou Yi kicked Ye Zixing gently with his foot, which caused Ye Zixing's weak scream.

"Want to die?"

Hearing Zhou Yi's gloomy voice, ye Zixing regained some consciousness. "What did you say?" he asked

Zhou Yi said to himself, "it seems that you are stupid. Just kill it directly."

"No, no! I said, I said it all." now ye Zixing is really afraid of death, Zhou Yi. He told his family in detail. Generally speaking, when he talks about his family, he always has a sense of pride. He believes that once his family name is raised, is there anyone in the world who doesn't know his family?

Zhou Yi's heart was really shocked. The Ye family turned out to be ye Shutian of Longcheng monastery. Ye Shutian, a master at the peak of vigorous strength, is a big man carrying the tripod in the whole monastic world. No wonder he is the only family who has such a great skill to block the array, condense the true pulse, raise the aura and feed the murderers. In fact, his heart is already guessing several big cultivation families in the world, and he is not too surprised by the Ye family.

Ye Zixing doesn't know the origin of Zhou Yi, but he knows that this man is very "ferocious", so he tells some of his things in detail. Not only about his family, but also about the open and secret struggle between himself and his cousin ye Zitian. In fact, it should be ye Zitian, not ye Zixing, who should come here this time.

Zhou Yi nodded secretly and said in his heart that ye Zixing didn't seem to be the best person to open the square eight lock array. It turned out that there was such a layer of twists and turns.

Ye Zixing said a lot, but he didn't know anything about the big game set up by the Ye family for hundreds of years. Zhou Yi knew that ye Zixing didn't dare to hide himself at this time. It seems that either ye Shutian, the old man of the Ye family, didn't tell his grandson, or even ye Shutian didn't know the importance of this array?

Zhou Yi was silent for a moment and reached out his hand to cut Ye Zixing unconscious. Pitiful to the Ye family, he was regarded as a doll and lay on the ground quietly.

Zhou Yi picked up the dark stone and began to study it. Based on his experience, it's too easy to crack this initial array chart with only the most primitive blood descent. In just more than ten minutes, he has completely controlled the control of the whole array.

"It seems that ye Shutian really doesn't know the importance of this stone, otherwise he won't let himself be such a waste offspring."

Zhou Yi feels everything in the whole square eight lock array. Every blade of grass and every soil particle are under his control. With his strong divine perception and control, he is a god like existence in this home court.

When the little pig was teasing the captives with his limbs, he suddenly felt that the invisible pressure that had been suppressed on him was gone. It was very abrupt. He couldn't help being stunned. Then he jumped up in ecstasy and rushed directly from the mountain to the foot of the mountain, just like a debris flow.

Watching the pig rush down the mountain from a distance, Zhou Yi smiled gently. He knew that it was because of freedom that the pig was so crazy. Let it toss around. However, Zhou Yi also warned piglets in his divine consciousness that they should not hurt humans at will, otherwise they will be severely punished.

Zhou Yi suddenly felt something, turned back and looked at the direction of Muxian. At this time, the shepherd immortal should have made his own decision. At this time, the aura began to change abruptly. It seems that there is a vent pouring in one direction.