A voice sounded out of thin air, and the monk surnamed Ji felt something strange on his head, and as soon as the spiritual power in his palm was retracted, he rolled forward and dodged. A figure fell out of thin air from the place where he was standing, and it was Xiao Yat, who was unscathed.

The figure that had previously held the sword was now crouching on the spot with only one pair of legs, a long sword suspended in the air, and a broken arm dragged behind it.

"Stand-in!"

In the flash of light, the monk surnamed Ji reacted. Xiao Yat first talked to the corpse to attract his attention, then threw out the smoke to confuse himself, and then hid his Hidden Arrow in the smoke and suddenly launched it. Because of the concealment of the fire, and the smoke obscured the distance of the Hidden Arrow, the sudden launch caught him off guard. If Xiu Wei's reaction was a little weaker, he might have been succeeded by that sleeve arrow. It's just that Xiao Yi, a Qi cultivation period cultivator, is still more cautious, and in order to ensure that it is correct, he also prepared a backup move. That is, after the monk surnamed Ji dodged the hidden arrow without danger, he angrily killed Xiao Yi who was squatting with a sword, and at the same time, the real Xiao Yi didn't know what secret method he had used to replace his crouching body with a stand-in.

In an emergency, even the monks couldn't react in time, not to mention that the long sword used by Xiao Yi's stand-in was still a real magic weapon used by Wu Lian. There is reality in the virtual, and there is fiction in the real. The light wheel touched the long sword with a real touch, but when the light wheel palm beam hit Xiao Yi's crouching body, there was no ordinary damage. Just when the monk surnamed Ji was entangled in the real long sword and the bizarre scattered body, Xiao Yi's hidden killing move fell out of thin air.

It's really dangerous! If it weren't for the cultivation of the monk surnamed Ji, I'm afraid that the serial plan just now would have been seriously injured by this newcomer in the early stage of Qi training.

Instantly thinking about the cause and effect before and after, the monk surnamed Ji felt a chill down his spine and broke out in a cold sweat. It's a pity that Xiao Yat chose the wrong opponent, and his experience lacks some heat on the spot. Although the last blow fell directly above the monk surnamed Ji, he ignored the fact that he had killed the stand-in with all his strength at that time, and his body had already lunged forward. Fortunately, the monk surnamed Ji let go of the spiritual power of his palms in time, and while the light wheel disappeared, a forward roll resolved the crisis.

But I saw a blood python coming out of his mouth in an instant. rushed straight to Xiao Yi, who had not yet gotten up.

Although this secret technique is instantaneous, it lacks preparation, and shortens the power of pinching and chanting mantras to communicate heaven and earth, but the damage to a newcomer like Xiao Yi is the same result.

Because of the gap in cultivation, a master's sword and a child's sword are the same result as long as they are inserted into the opponent's throat.

If the opponent is an existence in the middle or late stage of Qi training, the monk surnamed Ji may also brew well according to the mantra before killing. But Xiao Yi is not worthy of it at all! Everything is an instinctive reaction made by the monk surnamed Ji under self-preservation.

The blood-colored long snake opened its blood basin and bit straight at Xiao Yi's head, in the eyes of outsiders, it was about to be swallowed by the blood-colored long snake, only the monk surnamed Ji knew in his heart that what was really terrifying about this blood-colored long snake was the thread of spiritual power used for strangulation inside.

No matter how cunning Xiao Yi is, as long as he is swallowed by the long snake, these spiritual silk threads will cut the passing prey into bits of minced meat. Normally, he would not use this secret technique to kill his prey. Because once it is used, it is to completely destroy the other party, and then it will have no use value.

Seeing the long snake open its mouth and swallow Xiao Yi's head, the broken puppet stand-in beside him gradually regained some of its shape.

"I see you ......"

The monk surnamed Ji spat out three words fiercely, and a hidden arrow poked out of his throat with an arrow of many inches.

In disbelief, the monk surnamed Ji turned his head with the last bit of strength, he wanted to figure out the last question, who was sneaking up on him behind his back.

The last thing he saw with the deflected head was the picture he couldn't believe the most, Xiao Yi, who should have been devoured by the long snake, was lying on the ground at this time, pointing his left hand at himself. At his wrist, three dark holes could be faintly seen.

The blood-colored long snake devoured another Xiao Yi's body not far away, and the strangulation that should have been invincible was finally completely exploded because of the stagnation of the long snake.

A delicate wooden figure with gold threads hidden in the yellow fell on the deck, and most of Xiao Yi's unswallowed body suddenly disappeared.

Xiao Yi, who was lying on the ground, struggled to get up, walked forward and bent down to pick up the golden silk wooden figure, and then returned to the sword-wielding double, and with a wave of one hand, the stand-in disappeared. The sword fell, and a slightly larger wooden figure appeared on the ground.

"Brother Zeng, now you can go on the road with peace of mind. I'll send you all the people who hurt you. ”

Xiao Yi squatted down and slowly closed Zeng Fanqing's eyes.

The scene just now was too thrilling, if it weren't for Xiao Yi's deep internal strength, he wouldn't have woken up so quickly.

Although the spiritual power is lost, whether the spiritual power in the early stage of Qi cultivation is really insignificant to Xiao Yi. On the contrary, he relied too much on cultivating spiritual power, and his martial arts could not be effectively played.

Looking at the two wooden figures, one big and one small, Xiao Yi sighed in his heart.

"If I hadn't had the second puppet sent to me by my uncle this time, it would have been really unpredictable. ”

Just now, Xiao Yi squatted down and took out this long-used wooden puppet. And what he took out before he squatted down was a new stand-in that the uncle had helped him refine after he came back.

Along with the stand-in wooden man, there was also a smoke bomb that was commonly used in ordinary people, and at the same time as he threw out the stand-in wooden man, the smoke bomb was also thrown out. It's just thrown out at the same time, but the strength of the two things is different.

As soon as the smoke grenade touched the hard object, the deck burst and billowed smoke, but the golden wood man bounced off after hitting the deck. Xiao Yat flicked his hand and shot a Hidden Arrow, and at the same time activated the initial double to take his place.

He slapped him right in the middle of the waist, and the stealth effect on the suit came into play immediately. Although Xiao Yi rarely uses this function on weekdays, it is only because the stealth time is too short, and the time of five sucks is dispensable for him. It's just that the situation is urgent now, and he can't use his spiritual power, so Xiao Yi can only use the clothes that the emperor's grandfather gave him in the early years.

The golden silk wooden man rebounded into the air and transformed into Xiao Yi's figure, and directly hit the monk surnamed Ji who was strangled with all his strength under him. As for that sentence, it has nothing to do with cultivation at all, it is a sound transmission technique that Xiao Yi mastered after his martial arts attainment.

This technique makes the opponent misjudge the direction of the voice, and Xiao Yat can successfully sneak attack from the other side.

Only this time, Xiao Yi lay on the ground but didn't dare to move. He is afraid that if he moves slightly, his opponent will see the flaw. Just waiting for him to kill the stand-in of the golden silk wood man with all his strength, Xiao Yi shook his hand and suddenly attacked. He has hidden hidden hidden weapons of hidden arrows on his wrist. Although cultivators rarely use this kind of killing method, Xiao Yi is essentially a mortal who is good at martial arts.

Hidden arrows are tied to the forearm, and there are a total of three quivers. Previously, when Wu Lian was moving, Xiao Yi shot an arrow into Wu Lian's jaw, and the arrow went straight into the brain and took his life.

Later, taking advantage of the smoke, Xiao Yat took the opportunity to sneak attack the other party, until finally taking advantage of the opponent's full attention to attack the golden silk wood puppet, Xiao Yat shot the last hidden arrow.

Recalling the scene just now, Xiao Yi also felt that he was dead. Looking at the sea of clouds below, Xiao Yi sat on the deck limply. After a long time, he suddenly sat up and shook Zeng Fanqing's body desperately.

"Brother Zeng, I'll leave later! Brother Zeng! I can't drive a boat, how can I use this thing?"

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Yat stood by the side of the boat, constantly looking down. Although the fog released by the flying boat obscures the view, you can concentrate and faintly see the scenery below.

It's just that every time he flies over the peak, he is far away from the flying boat, and occasionally sees a few birds, Xiao Yi is sure that he can't borrow much strength at all. If you jump, you will inevitably be crushed.

Gradually, the spiritual power in Xiao Yi's body began to recover, and after a while, the spiritual power in the meridians around his body began to flow smoothly.

Xiao Yi took off the storage bags on the four of them, and put all the things in the bags of Wu Lian and the monk surnamed Ji into his storage bags. In the end, the bodies of Ma Zeng and the others were put into a storage bag, and Wu Lian and the others were put into another storage bag.

After clearing the deck, Xiao Yat returned to the side of the flying boat, observing the dynamics below while letting the breeze blow through him.

A day later, the scene below became familiar, and Xiao Yi recognized that it was near Yecheng. It's just that the flying boat didn't stop here, but continued to fly forward.

Two more days passed, and the sun slowly rose from the sea of clouds in the early morning, and Xiao Yat was also reawakened by the dew.

He clearly felt that the height of the flying boat was getting lower and lower, but under him was no longer the territory of Beiji with mountains and hills, but instead a vast ocean.

Finally, the flying boat slapped heavily on the surface of the sea, although it fluctuated with the waves, but at least Xiao Yi was sure that he was still alive and sound.

According to the time estimate, he should still be in the Beiji Sea at this time, and he should be hundreds of miles away from the shore.

When he fell on the sea, Xiao Yi didn't have that feeling of helplessness, at least with his martial arts, he could still tread water and return to the shore in three or two days.

Removing his clothes, Xiao Yat turned over and dived into the sea, and soon returned to the boat with a big fish. It is said that he has been eating raw fish a lot in the past few years, but he is in a bad mood today, so he wants to eat some cooked food.

There was no place to make a fire around, and Xiao Yi looked at the big fish on the sword body in a daze. I don't know if there is anything suitable in the storage bag? Xiao Yi took out a storage bag and suddenly stopped moving.

This is the storage bag used by Zeng Fanqing, thinking of this brother who enlightened his cultivation, Xiao Yi recalled the previous scene.

"I'm a monk now, and I have spiritual power to heat things, so why bother with not having wood?"

I thought I had figured out the difficulty, but Xiao Yi turned his mind and fell into distress again. I used to use spiritual power to light a fire, but I couldn't heat things for a long time. Otherwise, he wouldn't have felt that Zeng Fanqing was so good at making tea empty-handed.

The teapot and water bladders in his storage bag have been drunk by himself, and other people's things are not easy to eat casually. Because he didn't know what he was going to eat, or even if he could eat it, he was beginning to wonder right now.

Cutting off a piece of fish meat, Xiao Yat mobilized his spiritual power to form a little spiritual fire on his fingertips. You can't grill the whole fish, but you can barely cook it a little at a time.

When the whole piece of fish is cooked, there is not much spiritual power left in Xiao Yi's body. With a bitter smile helplessly, Xiao Yi ate the already cold cooked meat. I remembered that there was also a jar of wine, which I just used to quench my thirst. Although you still have to be thirsty if you drink too much, drinking in moderation can still relieve some discomfort.

The sun is suspended in the sky, and the sea water on the body dries up to form a layer of salt particles that seem to be absent, and the skin becomes more and more tight and unbearable.

He soaked a coarse cloth with wine and wiped his body several times before it was relieved.

After getting dressed and entering the cabin, Xiao Yi absorbed the spiritual power of the irritable chaos on the surface of the sea while vigilantly monitoring the surrounding environment.

When you are hungry, you take out the fish from the storage bag and grill it over a spiritual fire, and when you are thirsty, you drink some wine. I floated on the sea for two days, and I felt like I was drifting westward, but I had no idea how long I was from the shore.

At dusk, a seabird landed on the boat, and Xiao Yat knew intuitively that he should not be far from the shore. At least it should be near a small island.

Waving their hands to drive away, the seabirds fluttered their wings and flew slowly towards the southwest.

Xiao Yi looked in the direction where the seabird flew away, exhausted his eyes, and finally saw a black spot on the horizon. It was supposed to be an island, and it was his next destination.

Xiao Yi walked to the stern of the boat, mobilized the true qi in his body and continuously hit the sea, and the boat slowly moved towards the southwest with the power of this rebound. Busy until midnight, Xiao Yat finally came to a shoal.

Wading in the water dragged the flying boat onto the beach, Xiao Yi lay down on the ground tiredly. Finally touching the earth, this feeling made him feel extremely grounded.

At dawn the next day, Xiao Yat found a stream on the island, drank a hearty cow, and filled the water bladder teapot with clear water. There are no snakes, insects and beasts along the way, and I don't know how much better than my original island. Since he couldn't leave, Xiao Yi simply chose to cultivate here for a while first.

Day and night passed, and Xiao Yat appeared less and less on the coast.

Finally, one day, a long howl came from a cave in the island, and the seabirds on the whole island chirped.

"Finally it worked!"

Xiao Yi walked out of the cave in high spirits, and at this time he had a little more freedom in his momentum. In the past few months, a whirlpool appeared on the surface of his Qi Pill, and the center of this whirlpool gradually sank to form the eye of the storm. With the continuous expansion of the eye of the wind, the gold essence the size of a grain of rice was revealed, and the gold essence at this time was already the size of a bean grain. As the eye of the wind expanded, some fine golden particles were rolled up to the surface of the Qi Pill, and they were suspended and gathered more and more.

One day, the density of the golden particles completely obscured the surface of the Qi Pill, and Xiao Yi clearly felt that the particles were still producing signs that did not stop.

To this day, the golden particles thickly wrap around the surface of the Qi Dan. A thick cloud formed on the outside of the golden spirit.

Through checking, Xiao Yi was convinced that he was already a fourth-level cultivator in the Qi cultivation period, and had become an upright mid-stage Qi cultivation cultivator.

Many spells that were previously unusable are now working as well. Even the several supernatural powers recorded in the book that could only be exerted by monks in the late stage of the Qi cultivation period, he could barely use them at this time.

When I came into contact with casual cultivation before, everyone complained about the difficulty of cultivating the truth, saying that it was difficult to cultivate diligently. However, Xiao Yi didn't take any elixir, but only spent a few low-grade spirit stones to ensure that the spiritual power of the impact realm was sufficient. In this way, he entered the mid-stage realm of qi training.

Xiao Yi often wonders, could it be that he is a genius? Otherwise, how could he practice martial arts for a long time, and cultivate spiritual power so smoothly?

After a day on the island, Xiao Yat stabilized his state of mind, and the next day he patted the storage bag on an empty field in front of the cave, and an exquisite wooden boat was added to his palm.

This thing was the flying boat that almost killed him in the first place. Half a month ago, Xiao Yi accidentally found a disc in the flying boat cabin that had a spiritual reaction with him. At that time, he was already in the third layer of Qi cultivation stage, and he could barely urge this small magic circle. He immediately shrunk the boat to the size of a palm and managed to put it in his storage bag. Previously, the flying boat was too large, although Xiao Yi found seven storage bags in the miscellaneous items, but counting the other five, he couldn't directly collect the flying boat. After all, the space in these storage bags is too small, and the length of this flying boat is three zhang long, if it weren't for the activation disc prohibition, Xiao Yitie would definitely not have the ability to put it away.

Now Xiao Yat erased the remaining spiritual imprint in the disc and injected his divine imprint into it again. Now, as long as Xiao Yi is willing, this flying boat can be big or small, and it will no longer be as embarrassing as before.

Xiao Yat threw a medium-grade spirit stone into the disc, and the flying boat came back to life. In the past two days, Xiao Yi has often controlled the flying boat to rise into the air, if it weren't for the distress of the consumption of spirit stones, he would have been suspended in the sky and continued to cultivate.

Deciding to leave today, Xiao Yat gently placed the flying boat in the open space, boarded the deck, and the flying boat instantly began to rise.

He didn't release the mist-obscuring clouds on the flying boat, because flying on the sea, there were no people anyway, so he decided to consume less spiritual power.

The flying boat went straight to the southwest, and the higher it rose, the more scenery Xiao Yi could see. Two days later, Xiao Yat finally saw a coastline, and he finally returned to the mainland.

Putting away the boat, Xiao Yat found a small fishing village. After inquiring, I realized that I was not far from Yubo City. It can be reached by walking for half a day, so it is estimated that it will not take an hour to see it using the flying boat.

Xiao Yi walked to a place where no one was and waved his hand to wave the flying boat. In an instant, the fog dispersed, and the boat slowly ascended, and if anyone looked below, only a white cloud could be seen.

Back in He Ji, Xiao Yi was surprised to find that Aunt Feng had recruited a son-in-law. Lao He welcomed Xiao Yat to the backyard and invited him to live in the previous room.

This house has always been kept by Xiao Yi, and even this dim sum shop has always been an industry under Xiao Yi's name. Although Xiao Yi handed over the property rights to the He family's grandchildren several times, he was resolutely rejected by He Sijiu every time.

In the end, Xiao Yi stopped insisting and left the store here anyway. In the future, even if they can't operate, at least they will have a place to stay. Over the years, He Sijiu saved 700 gold coins for Xiao Yi, but Xiao Yi always said that he would let him take care of it again and never use it.

This time, Xiao Yi said that he asked He Sijiu to accept one hundred gold coins as Aunt Feng's dowry, and let his grandson collect the rest for himself.

Three days later, after purchasing daily necessities, Xiao Yat came to a vacant lot in the suburbs. Summoned the flying boat again and got up to go.

An hour later, Yat relanded on his island. As soon as he landed, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood from the scene in front of him.

The thatched hut of the cave mansion that he used to practice by himself has been occupied by a group of fur seals at this time. Xiao Yi searched for a long time, but did not find a familiar figure. Then he drove the fur seals out into the sea with a branch, along with the fur seals in the pond he had opened.

Removing the remaining filth, Xiao Yat lit a piece of agarwood. It is estimated that he will not be able to restore the cave to normal breath without a month.

"Woohoo, woohoo......"

On the branches of the moon, Xiao Yiwen heard a familiar cry. pushed the door out, only to see an emaciated figure rushing towards him......