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When Xiao Yi was yelling and swearing.
Thirty-three days away, in chaotic space.
Saint Laozi, who was practicing cross-legged in the Bajing Palace, immediately sensed it.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of fluctuation appeared on his indifferent face.
"Weird..."
Saint Laozi murmured to himself, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
Because just last moment.
He felt someone calling him.
Moreover, this kind of call carries huge energy fluctuations, and only in this way can he clearly sense it.
Otherwise, would he be annoyed to death if countless creatures from all races in the prehistoric times called to him one by one?
However, when he tried to follow the voice to find the person who spoke, he found that there was no trace of the person at all.
It was as if there was a mysterious energy cutting off his pursuit.
This is very fresh.
He is a saint.
Being on par with the way of heaven, one can gain insight into many mysteries under the rules of the ancient way of heaven.
But now, someone calls him by his name, and he can sense it, but he has no idea who this person is?
If it is based on strength, it can be done like this.
There was only one person in the ancient world, and that was Taoist Hongjun.
But the Taoist ancestor has been in seclusion and has been comprehending the state of harmony for countless years. If he is not in harmony with the path, he cannot leave the seclusion.
It is impossible to call him by his name at this time.
As for the strength of other saints, in the eyes of Saint Laozi, it is impossible for him to be unable to trace even a trace!
If other saints had this strength, he would not be the senior brother of Xuanmen.
Who else in the world can do it?
Saint Lao Tzu thought of this, and an extremely handsome face could not help but appear in his heart.
Xiao Yi!
This human race is the creature that he can't see through the most since he became a saint.
Could it be that he was calling himself by his first name?
As soon as this idea emerged, it was directly erased by the sage Laozi.
Because in his opinion, even if Xiao Yi is invisible, he can't erase his ability to track his spiritual consciousness!
Therefore, this is strange...
"Fifty avenues, forty-nine Tianyans, escape one of them..."
Saint Laozi no longer bothered with that induction, but whispered softly.
For some reason, as a cultivator of the supreme ruthless way, he has been feeling restless recently, as if chaos is about to break out...
"Master, I would like to see you."
At this time, Xuandu's voice came from outside the palace.
"Whoosh!"
However.
Sage Laozi did not call him in, nor did he say a word.
Instead, he waved his right hand and sent a bottle of elixir out of the palace, landing in front of Xuandu.
Outside the palace.
Xuandu, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but be startled when he saw the pill that suddenly appeared, and then a bitter look appeared on his face.
Since the last time I came back from Jiaotong.
This was how his master treated him.
Even though he repeatedly admitted his mistakes and asked for punishment, the sage Laozi did not respond to him with any emotional fluctuations as always.
Just let him take the Taiqing Pill and practice the Taishang Dao well, that's all.
Xuandu put away the Taiqing Pill, then gritted his teeth and saluted into the hall again: "Master, I have been away from the tribe for many years. I want to go back to the tribe to see my compatriots. I ask Master for permission."
After a brief silence inside the Eight Scenery Palace.
Everyone in Xuandu was a little worried.
The sage Laozi's voice without joy, sorrow or emotion finally came out: "Shan, just remember to take medicine and practice."
Xuandu was overjoyed when he heard this and immediately saluted again: "Disciple must leave early and come back early!"
After saying that, there was no more sound in the hall.
Xuandu didn't care. After waiting for half a stick of incense, he finally got up and flew toward Chaos outside the Bajing Palace Dojo with excitement...
The target is the ancient continent!
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And Xiao Yi is far away in Jiejiao.
At this time, he looked angry.
this year.
He finally spent 12,300 points of positive energy.
Transform your own cultivation from the initial stage of Qi refining.
He was successively promoted to the peak of foundation building, the peak of golden elixir, the peak of Yuanying, and even the peak of Yuanshen today.
at this time.
He originally only had four tendons and eight meridians of spiritual power in his body, but it had grown countless times.
There was even a Yuan Shen who looked exactly like him in his Dantian who was practicing with his legs crossed and his eyes closed.
It can be said that there is a soul.
Even if he is not cultivating himself, the Yuan Shen will run the exercises on his own, absorb the spiritual energy from the outside world, and cultivate and grow on his own.
The soul is also the foundation of spiritual consciousness and the foundation of becoming an immortal, which is extremely important.
But!
Here comes the problem!
Even if he cultivates to the level of Yuanshen, he is only one step away from breaking through the bottleneck and reaching the realm of Earthly Immortal.
But because of the skills he practiced, his level was too low!
As a result, he could not go any further.
In other words, if he only has the Jindanjue technique, he will be stuck at the peak of Yuanshen for the rest of his life and will never be able to go further!
This is exactly why Xiao Yi couldn't help but cursed me just now.
According to his body's memory, he has been practicing the Golden Elixir Technique for hundreds of years and has been stuck in the Golden Elixir stage, unable to go any further.
He originally thought that with the positive energy like ten thousand essential oils, he would be different from his original body and there would be no obstacles in his cultivation.
The result was unexpected.
Even the ferocious positive energy that allowed him to break through from the Qi training stage to the Yuan Shen stage in one year could not break the shackles of the Golden Elixir Art!
Even him.
What about the human race who are still practicing the Golden Elixir Technique all over the ancient world?
Wouldn’t it be true that there would never be a day when he would become an immortal?
How do you keep Xiao Yi from swearing?
Who can bear this?
It’s not that he’s morally kidnapped.
I must pass on to the human race the techniques that can lead to the Daluo Jinxian.
But it can’t be too outrageous, right?
I teach you a golden elixir that can only be practiced to the peak of the soul in a lifetime, but can you become a saint because of it?
Is this so fair?
It seems that the emotion he had when facing me in Biyou Palace was too light!
That old guy is the one who really eats people without spitting out their bones!
"call!"
Thinking of this, Xiao Yi took out a deep breath to clear away the negative emotions in his heart.
Immediately, I started thinking.
If he wants to become an immortal now, he needs higher-level skills.
Therefore, he has two options.
One is to go to the outside world and go to Jiejiao's Sutra Pavilion to receive the sect's exercises.
One is to use the system to draw a lottery to see if you can draw a skill!
After thinking for three breaths, Xiao Yi made a choice.
Draw first!
Previously he had 112200 points of positive energy.
After deducting the 12,300 points of positive energy required to upgrade from Qi training to the peak of Yuanshen.
Today, he still has 99,900 points of positive energy on his books.
In other words, if you want to draw a lottery, you can draw it at least nine times!
Of course, if he wants to become an immortal, he still needs to retain half of his positive energy, so he plans to do five consecutive draws!
If you are so unlucky that you can't get any practice skills, then go to the Sutra Hidden Pavilion to find the skills.
In his opinion.
Even if the skills Tongtian left for him are not as good as those in the lottery roulette, they shouldn't be too bad!
Thinking.
Xiao Yi said: "System, I want to draw a lottery!"
【Ding! Enter the lottery interface. 】
A beep sounds.
A long-lost and familiar turntable appeared in his mind again...
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