C128

Shang Kingdom heading east, eight hundred kilometers, on a vast plain.

The snow had just melted, and the spring wind blew across the land, bringing fresh air and also symbolizing the beginning of new life.

The tender sprouts emerged from the soil one after another, swaying in the breeze, greedily absorbing the sunlight like children.

At this moment, a figure gradually appeared from the north and approached from the east.

About ten minutes later, the two arrived at the same time. A man and a woman, both around twenty years old.

The man's clothes were simple and unadorned. He was travel worn, but he did not lose his elegance. The woman wore a light purple dress, had a full head of jet-black hair, and had a beautiful face.

Strangely, the man couldn't see her face clearly, but there seemed to be a layer of mist curling around it.

The man looked up and smiled. "Wu Qing."

The woman nodded and said one word: "Mo."

Wu Qing revealed a look of shock, "So it's senior apprentice sister Mo. I've heard of her name for a long time."

The woman lightly smiled and glanced at him, but didn't say anything.

The two of them moved forward.

A few hours later, they arrived at the edge of the plains. What appeared before their eyes were two different forks in the road. In the middle of the forks was a five to six meters tall dead tree.

There were many broken branches under the dead tree and the ants were swarming back and forth.

Wu Qing looked at her, "Which way does senior apprentice sister Mo go?"

The woman quietly looked at the dead tree in front of her and said, "After dozens of years of growth, without even the slightest stir in wind or rain, after withering to death, they have instead become a group of ants."

This was a type of sorrow, as well as an unforgettable rule.

Wu Qing paused for a moment, deep in thought.

The woman looked down at the ants and spoke again. "What do you think this ant looks like?"

Wu Qing frowned and hesitated for a moment before asking, "What do you think, Senior Sister?"

The woman smiled, "All living beings in this world." After saying that, she did not linger and chose the left path.

The people of the world.

Wu Qing trembled as if he understood something, but he was still unable to comprehend it. After a long time, he followed the path the woman chose.

And this road, was the road that led to the capital of the Shang Kingdom.

Li Yi, who was carrying the barefoot pig back to the courtyard, did not immediately digest the huge fat pig. Instead, he started to study it with interest.

"There really is spiritual energy here, but it's too sparse and isn't suitable for cultivation."

An hour later, he came to a conclusion and couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Chen Meng, who was at the side, rolled his eyes and could not help but ask: "These are only the lowest level of spirit beasts, what kind of spirit energy do they have?"

Li Yi opened his mouth slightly. "Lowest level?"

Chen Meng said: "What do you think?"

Li Yi's eyes lit up: There is a high rank?

Chen Meng poured a bucket of cold water on him. "High Rank Spiritual Beast, who is willing to eat it?"

Uh!

Li Yi was stunned, the hope that had just been ignited in his heart had been mercilessly extinguished.

The distance between each realm could be said to be like heaven and earth. Cultivators were like snails walking on foot; if they wanted to step into the next realm, it would take at least three, five, or even ten years.

Li Yi could not wait that long, so he desired to borrow the various resources available to increase his own strength.

Spirit beasts obviously wouldn't make it.

He did not have enough primeval stones.

As for the deity statue in the Fifth Institute, even if he were to hug it and sleep every day and every night, he would still need time to accumulate it.

As he thought about it, he became distressed.

Chen Meng glanced at him, as if she had felt his emotions, and couldn't help but speak: "In two days, didn't you say you wanted to go to the Firmament Academy to communicate with others? If you can, you should learn Heaven's Eye. "

Hm?

Li Yi looked at her suspiciously.

Chen Meng's expression turned grave and said seriously: "The Heaven Catalog of Firmament Academy is not simple. There has been a rumor that this technique comes from the Zhongzhou."

Li Yi slightly opened his mouth: "What do you mean?"

Chen Meng seemed to pause for a moment as he stared at him with a strange expression on his face, but he still explained, "The trick is to start from being a cultivator, to cultivate the essence of heaven and earth, to train the meridians to being a cultivator, and to cultivate the essence of heaven and earth. But in the cultivation world, there is another way.

"Why?" he couldn't help but ask.

"The Tutor realm is the only realm that distinguishes sacred art from Martial Cultivator, and it is also a great realm which blends and brushes up cultivation techniques. The difference in level of cultivation techniques will also result in the individual's cultivation speed, strength, etc."

"For example, if a talented genius cultivates an ordinary cultivation technique in the realm of the Imperial Tutor, and if an ordinary cultivator cultivates a powerful cultivation technique, then the two will be at a stalemate."

"Of course, one can also cultivate in the realm of the Arterial Circulation Realm, but the effects aren't too great." After saying that, Chen Meng did not continue.

The Tutor Realm could only be called a cultivator, but since ancient times, how many people had been able to step into this realm?

As for the so-called strength of a cultivation technique, in the eyes of mortals, it was not that important. As time passed, a concept of what was important could be formed.

Li Yi regained his senses, and his body fiercely shook. He suddenly remembered that when Wen Yuqing left this place, she left a cultivation technique in his mind.

However, at that time, he did not understand the importance of cultivation techniques and believed that cultivating was a waste of time and energy.

From the looks of it, cultivation techniques were very important, but he had yet to reach that level.

As he thought about it, he smiled.

From the looks of the Crippling Yang Sword Technique, the Heavenly Rain Art that Wen Yuqing left behind and the ancient mental cultivation method, how could this be an ordinary cultivation technique?

"I have something on, I'm going to be busy."

Li Yi said as he entered the room in a hurry.

In the courtyard, Chen Meng's eyes were wide opened, he was furious, he almost could not resist taking out his talisman to burn the courtyard.

In the end, she stomped her feet and left the area.

Li Yi sat cross legged on the wooden bed, with excitement in his heart, he entered his mind and carefully studied the cultivation technique.

"The Great Luo Scripture."

"I don't get it."

Li Yi mumbled to himself, the more he read, the more depressed he became.

When you look back, that sentence changes its appearance. Then, you will realize to your horror that there is no connection at all between them.

An hour later.

Just as Li Yi was about to give up, a thunderous voice came out from his left arm, echoing in his heart.

That wisp of black blood tide was like a Giant Beast rushing out of the depths of hell, engulfing his entire body.

Immediately after, a figure dressed in ancient clothing appeared in Li Yi's mind. On his back was a huge sword and a cape, it was indistinct.

Li Yi was in a daze, his eyes wide open.

He asked softly, "Which martial arts technique is it?" The voice also reached Li Yi's ears.

Li Yi regained his senses, his heart was shocked and nervous. Looking at the ancient figure in disbelief, he opened his mouth and emotionally shouted: "Senior."

Crash! *

The ancient figure did not respond to Li Yi. He immediately unsheathed his gigantic sword and rushed towards the Great Net Truth Scripture.

He was brandishing his sword in a disorderly manner, yet there was a strange pattern to his movements. His steps were calm and steady, and his strength was astonishing. From time to time, an ancient feeling would flow down.

Li Yi's eyes slightly opened, his mouth forming a circle.

As the senior's sword landed, he was horrified to discover that the Great Net Primordial Scripture, which had originally been in complete disorder, had now been arranged in perfect order.

The first sentence, the second sentence... In the blink of an eye, it was already the tenth sentence.

Another hour passed before the senior's sword finally came to a stop. With a flash, he returned.

He looked at the Great Net's True Scripture in front of him again. It had been neatly sorted out and all the sentences were now aligned. Moreover, there were no longer those strange changes from before.

Seeing that, Li Yi became even more agitated.

"This cultivation technique is not bad, but it's not suitable for you." As he spoke softly, his figure slowly faded away, and all the black blood tide also faded away. In the blink of an eye, the entire world within his mind had returned to normal.

"Senior, what cultivation technique is suitable for me?" Hey, hey, don't go! " Li Yi shouted with unwillingness in his heart.