"So I will act in a high-profile manner from now on."
Cao Yi's expression became very strange.
His style has always been to act in a low-key manner and be a low-key person.
Except when performing tasks and showing off to others step by step, he spent most of his time in obscurity.
The system suddenly gave him such a big turn.
He was really unsure.
"Hey, that's not right. Why don't I feel anything?"
Cao Yi quickly checked his body.
It's no different than before.
According to the three major characteristics introduced in the system, it is only right that a born saint should be dominant.
There was a boom.
The spiritual energy in the small world of the gods vibrated, condensing into a large golden-red cloud above.
Cao Yi raised his head.
The corner of his mouth twitched.
A born saint is born with just a little bit of luck.
It feels so low!
Suddenly, the golden-red cloud seemed to be stimulated, expanding rapidly, doubling and doubling...
There was a loud noise, shaking open the small world of gods, and spreading out like a vast ocean.
"Yin"
A shocking dragon roar.
Immediately afterwards, a thousand-foot-long golden dragon of luck swooped down from the ocean-like golden-red air mass.
Cao Yi didn't have time to react.
The Luck Golden Dragon had shrunk to one foot in length and was circling around him.
"Yin"
Another lucky golden dragon.
…
A total of ten lucky golden dragons surround it.
Cao Yi had the illusion that the Jade Emperor had come to the world.
In the deep sea, on an uninhabited island, the nine-headed bird who was practicing suddenly opened his sharp eyes.
It turned directly into a nine-headed phoenix, an ordinary vibrating wing.
In an instant, he flew across thousands of miles of barriers and appeared on a small island.
I looked up and was stunned.
The sky above the Taoist temple.
A person bathed in an ocean-like golden-red air mass and surrounded by ten golden dragons of luck.
It seems to be standing there, but it seems not to be there.
It gives people a feeling of being unclear and unclear.
It was as if a Daluo Jinxian who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years and walked out of his own way came to the world.
No, it should be a saint who has lived for tens of millions of years and speaks the way of heaven.
The nine-headed bird felt an urge to bow down from its heart.
The man walked over slowly.
The golden-red luck spread like a vast ocean.
He's coming.
In 5,000 long years, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
The nine-headed bird's heartbeat has never been as fast as it is today.
Getting closer.
Nine-headed Bird felt that it was difficult to breathe.
"came back"
The sound seemed to be outside the sky, but also seemed to be in my ears.
With a kind of obscurity, but deep into the soul.
There's something slightly familiar about this voice.
Like Cao Yi.
No, not possible.
After knowing him for so long, she still didn't know how much Cao Yi weighed.
With her current cultivation level, beating Cao Yi would be like beating her younger brother.
The man coughed.
The golden-red luck trembled, and the man's true appearance became vaguely visible.
The nine-headed bird was stunned.
It's really Cao Yi, how is that possible?
Could it be that Cao Yi, um, Taoist priest, hid his true cultivation level.
wrong.
If you are so powerful, why were you so frustrated before?
Still not right.
This appearance cannot be deceived.
Why do you think so much?
Just test it directly.
If the Taoist master is really that powerful, he will definitely not be as experienced as a junior like her.
The nine-headed bird gritted its teeth and released its spiritual thoughts to explore Cao Yi's cultivation.
As a result, as soon as the spiritual thoughts touched the golden dragon of luck, they lost contact like a mud cow entering the sea.
As expected, his cultivation was hidden.
Bah, old bastard Shen Shui, you deceived me so miserably.
"Excuse me, Taoist Priest!"
She quickly lowered her head and said.
"What forgiveness?"
Cao Yi was a little confused by Jiu-headed Bird's words.
There is a huge gap between him and the nine-headed bird.
He didn't notice that his body was being probed by the nine-headed bird at all.
Phew, that's quite the pretense.
"I shouldn't have rashly probed the Taoist priest's cultivation"
The nine-headed bird looked terrified.
Cao Yi immediately understood that the Nine-Headed Bird was frightened by his own sky-shattering special effects.
This little bird, who usually behaves like a mother who is the best in the world and ignores everyone, turns out to be frightened.
Just use the trick and play with her.
Well, forget it, this little bird has been through life and death with me so many times.
It doesn't seem right to bully her.
"Ahem, you are mistaken. Pindao is not an expert, he is just an ordinary person who has been practicing for twenty or thirty years."
Cao Yi explained.
We have come to this point and are still pretending.
Lao Yinbi, Lao bastard.
The nine-headed bird cursed inwardly.
Still didn't raise his head.
Cao Yi sighed, stretched out his hand and patted Jiu Niao's thin shoulder.
Look, it looks so natural.
"Just go and do whatever you have to do. I'll call you when I leave."
Cao Yi said.
"yes"
The nine-headed bird bowed its hands respectfully.
He turned into his true form, flapped his flame-like wings, and returned to the island thousands of miles away.
Sit cross-legged.
Practiced for a while.
The nine-headed bird opened its eyes again.
She always felt that the Taoist priest was looking at her.
If Cao Yi knew, he would have fainted in the toilet from crying.
It takes him half an hour to fly over ten thousand miles.
On the small island.
"How do I turn off the special effect of the ten dragons surrounding me?"
Cao Yi looked at the ten golden dragons of luck surrounding him with a headache.
You can't carry this thing with you wherever you go from now on.
At this moment, two qi machines approached the island.
Xiaotian, King Shen, is back.
Wait a few seconds.
The two guys didn't go to the island either.
Clearly frightened.
Cao Yi grabbed it with his hands as usual.
Two guys appeared close by.
Plop!
The ginseng king fell to the ground as soft as mud.
Xiao Tian was not much better, his face was pale and he lowered his head, shivering.
"It's me, a worthless thing."
Cao Yi said angrily.
King Shen raised his head, and after being stunned for a few seconds, he asked uncertainly: "Are you really a Taoist priest?"
Cao Yi hummed.
"With this temperament and atmosphere, I thought it was a saint or the Jade Emperor coming."
He said weakly.
"Taoist Priest, are you the reincarnation of a saint?"
Xiao Tian whispered.
"What to do, what to do"
Cao Yi waved his hand tiredly.
Xiaotian, King Shen, as if granted a general pardon, left in a hurry.
Cao Yi returned to the Taoist temple with the special effect of being surrounded by ten dragons.
Yelu Zhigu, who was still in a state of ignorance, did not react.
Cao Yi's mood improved a little.
One hour.
Two hours.
…
one day.
The ten dragons surrounding him finally disappeared.
"Come here, uncle, bah, Pindao will check your body."
Cao Yi, who was in a good mood, waved to Yelu Zhigu, who was confused and confused.
Yelu Zhigu came over obediently.
Sitting cross-legged next to Cao Yi, a pair of straight and long legs were crossed together.
The body wrapped in the Taoist robe leaned forward slightly.
A pair of clear, big eyes, slightly dull.
Cao Yi stretched out his hand and pressed it on Yelv Zhi's forehead, which was as smooth as jade.
Input the power of chaos little by little.
Just a moment.
Yelv Zhigu started to tremble, his white and neat teeth clenched tightly, and there were dots of slightly black sweat on his forehead.
Cao Yi did not stop.
Suddenly, a faint flash of blood flashed in Yelu Zhigu's eyes.
Pounced like last time.
