Once the lake quiets down in June, it is extremely beautiful.

The cargo ship sails quietly between the blue sky and clear water, and the only sound in my ears is the roar of the motor and the 'whoosh' sound of breaking the waves. In the distance, lotus flowers in full bloom resemble a sea of green, and on either side of the ocean are clusters of reeds and wetlands, and the roar of boats past the center of the lake often startles unnamed waterfowl, occasionally interspersed with a few majestic red-crowned cranes.

This is the largest natural wetland reserve in the lower reaches of the Huai River and the largest natural oxygen bar in Jiangsu Province, which can produce oxygen for 6 million people every year. Treasures of nature, outstanding people.

The freighter's draft was too deep to get too close to this wetland, but the Almighty Idler system still responded, and the upgrade potential points provided here actually reached a terrifying fifty points per day, almost the same as the 'Wangqi Courtyard'. With the upgrade potential points that can be provided here, if Zhou Yi lives here for ten days and a half months, the basic exercises are likely to break through the fifth level. It's been almost seven months since the last upgrade, and nearly half of that time is spent living in the 'Wangqi Courtyard', and the upgrade potential point is very close to the upgrade tipping point.

It's a pity that the main profession of leisurely heroes has not yet broken through, in addition to the cooking skills have risen to the realm of 'kitchen road', painting and chess skills seem to have reached a certain critical point, and they must wait for the opportunity to break through;

What is a leisurely hero, and is Bai Yujing illusory or real? Zhou Yi is becoming more and more curious.

"Anchor! The gold lord said, today in Hongze Lake for a day of rest, drive a small boat to fish, pick lotus water chestnut, as well as the white lotus root of Hongze Lake, and hold a fish and lotus party at night. ”

Chang Sihai's voice came out of the tweeter, with a bit of a joke, giving Zhou Yi the reputation of 'gold master'.

The freighter, like the tens of thousands of tons of large ships, also towed several small boats at the stern. This is to facilitate the disembark of the people on board at the necessary moment, otherwise with the displacement of this cargo ship, it would be difficult to rely on the dock, but at this time it has become the best means of transportation to go deep into the wetlands of the Netherlands.

The enthusiastic boatmen jumped off the boat one after another, and after a while they went into the depths of the lotus, and as for whether to pick the lotus pods or pee on the foundation, only God knows. The 300 miles of Hehai in Hongze Lake is similar to the green gauze tent in the North China Plain, once you get in, no one can find it unless you are willing to come out.

Zhou Yi pulled Chang Xianggu. The master and apprentice also jumped onto a canopy boat, and as soon as they landed on the bow of the boat, they felt that the hull of the boat shook slightly, and there was already an extra person around them, it was Wang Dong.

"Amitabha, wait for the poor monks"

Seeing that Chang Xianggu had already rowed the ship, Mingwei, who was standing on the freighter, suddenly screamed in a hurry, turned around and lay on the side of the freighter, with her butt facing the three of them. Two legs paddled around to find the canopy boat.

Chang Xianggu had the intention to tease him, and flicked the oars violently, and the canopy suddenly flashed aside, and the monk still fell. Specify to turn into a wet bald donkey. Anyway, they all know that he is a famous landscape monk, and his water nature is first-class, and he is not afraid of really drowning him.

"Hey, hey. You little girl think that this will hurt the monk's grandfather?

The monk smiled, and suddenly slapped his hands on the hull of the boat, and flew flat towards the canopy boat with his back to the three of them. Stood firmly on the boat.

Zhou Yi and Wang Dong were both stunned, they didn't expect this monk to hide so deeply, and he actually had a good light skill?

Looking at the great monk carefully, I found that no matter how he breathed, the light in his eyes was the appearance of an ordinary person, at most, his eyes occasionally flashed with thief light. Isn't this like kung fu? Could it be that after many years of walking among the mountains and rivers, he has developed a good waist and good legs?

Thinking about it, even ordinary people have natural scuds, not to mention Mingwei, who is known as a landscape monk? Zhou Yi also dispelled his doubts, and just asked: "Monk, what are you doing here?" In the past seven or eight days on the ship, the monk has always been lazy to eat, why did he suddenly change his temperament today?

"What are you doing? Monks like to be lively, can you still miss the competition between the two masters? Don't look at me two of you, Wang Dong, how much can I guess how much of your origin monk is, Zhou Yi, no matter how deep you hide, you can't hide from the Buddha's eyes."

The great monk said triumphantly: "Isn't it just that you are afraid of shocking the world?" rest assured, the poor monk is also a well-informed figure, and the bald head competition between the Luohan Hall and the Pranyo Hall of the Duolin Temple, we have also seen it a few times, and we will not say it." ”

"Hehe, I really didn't hide it from you. Master Mingwei, I've also heard of your name, if you want to go, you can go, but we are going to the depths of the wetland, and you and the little girl should not run around when the time comes, otherwise if you are limited to the swamp dotted with stars in the wetland, your little light work will not save your life. ”

Although Zhou Yi's martial arts value is not low, his experience is far inferior to Wang Dong's 'half-step mixed yuan' top master, as long as he takes a look, he knows that although the monk's light body kung fu is good, he is not a master, and it is estimated that it is at most a Ming Jin level. This kind of skill is enough to use to support his body, but in front of him, he is not much different from a child, it is really nothing.

"Haha, since you know me, the poor monk will remind you. ”

Mingwei glanced at Wang Dong, observed the surrounding scenery again, shook his head and said: "Your life belongs to fire virtue, and the feng shui here is not good for you, so you have more losses and fewer wins today, and there is basically no play." ”

"Hehe, whatever you say, I, Wang Dong, never believe in fate. Wang Dong smiled indifferently, and turned his head to look at Zhou Yi, his eyes full of high fighting spirit.

"This monk, isn't it for me to stir up trouble?" Zhou Yi frowned secretly, the monk provoked Wang Dong's competitiveness with a word, seeing that he was trying his best to find himself, he really had to be more careful in this fight.

***

If God gave Wang Dong another 10,000 chances to choose, and asked him if he wanted to compete with Zhou Yi, he would definitely say 'no' 10,000 times without hesitation.

This grinning young man is terrifying. This is the deepest impression that Zhou Yi left on Wang Dong after the war between the two sides.

Wang Dong is an ancient dragon fan, before Yicheng, and even more after Yicheng. Of course, this art is about martial arts, not the art of selling one's body or not one's body, let alone the art of "Memoirs of a Geisha".

This is because Gu Long's book gives him a sense of substitution, and what he substitutes for is not Lu Xiaofeng, who has four eyebrows, and Ye Gucheng, who is extremely proud and rich, but the Ximen who carved the cold into his bones.

That's right, it was Simon who blew blood. It's not Ximen blowing snow, pseudo-ancient dragon fans have always been mistaken. The great official of Simon once said that he blew blood, not snow.

Because snow can never be blown away, there is snow in the heavens and the earth, there is the existence of heaven and earth, and the four seasons are reincarnated, and the snow will always be there, and it will never be blown clean. But people's blood is counted, and if it is gone, it will be gone, so the Ximen officials chose to blow blood.

Wang Dong always thought that he was the peerless master who killed the dust with a sword and blew all the blood of the world. But he found that Zhou Yi is snow is not blood.

There is snow in the world.

Under the watchful eye of Chang Xianggu and the great monk, he and Zhou Yi stood face to face in the depths of the wetland. This was originally the home of the three red-crowned cranes, since he and Zhou Yi arrived, the two big and one small three white cranes have moved, and the animals are the most spiritual, as if they felt the murderous aura and danger emanating from Wang Dong.

The two were three meters apart, looking at each other, and Wang Dong's spirit was like a big net, encompassing Zhou Yi's net. The essence is like an invisible and qualitative blade, as if it can kill the opponent on the spot with just one look!

This is the terrible thing about the half-step hybrid master. Spiritual power and internal qi are perfectly blended, and the enemy can be locked out, so that the opponent has not yet fought, and the combat effectiveness must be reduced by three percent first. And that's just a half-step mix. If it is a real innate hybrid master, a glance will pass, and Dan Jin will immediately hit hard. There is no need to do it at all, it is already a martial ancestor martial saint at the level of Zhang Sanfeng and Bodhidharma Patriarch, and it is not human power that can compete.

But as soon as Wang Dong 'netted' over, he found that he couldn't lock Zhou Yi at all. This smiling young man stood like that, but it seemed to be completely integrated into the heaven and earth, just a weed, a grain of dust, a wisp of floating clouds and a breeze in the sky.

He actually couldn't blow the snow, so that the self-proclaimed 'blood-blowing' Wang Da master had nowhere to start, and the feeling of emptiness was extremely uncomfortable. Wang Dong even had a hint of fear, and he had the feeling that he was not fighting with people, but fighting with heaven and earth and nature.

Naturally, is this young man really so terrible? Thinking of the proud little junior sister, Wang Dong smiled bitterly, and the people were obviously merciful

Zhou Yi was extremely relaxed on the surface, but there were also turbulent waves in his heart, when Wang Dong's spiritual net shrouded him, he felt more terrible than a steel knife neck, that feeling was like a flying insect facing a spider's web, once it was caught in its net, it would turn from confrontation to struggle.

"It's amazing, it's amazing. I thought he was just the pinnacle of Dan Jin, but I didn't expect him to be the innate mixed yuan master in Long Aotian's mouth. Innate mixed element, with the ability to maximize the release of human potential, to this realm, one eye body can defeat the opponent, it is simply a martial god, if I didn't inadvertently create a 'natural fist' on Chongming Island, and appreciate some of the ways of nature, today I don't know who wins and who loses. ”

The way of nature circulated in the chest, Zhou Yi entered a kind of mysterious and mysterious realm, he seemed to be amorous, in fact, in an instant, he had adjusted his breathing three hundred and twenty-seven times, his body changed one hundred and thirty-six times, and the nine turns of Xuan Jin ran in the body for a full nine days, not only let Wang Dong's spiritual net fall through, but also accumulate strength, blood, The internal qi is flowing in the body at a speed more than double the usual, the strong heart is beating at an accelerated pace, and every time it hits the chest, it produces a huge amount of power, which can crack the tiger and leopard at any time, and break the mountain and urge the stone!

"Zha!"

As if sensing Zhou Yi's changes, Wang Dong's face turned pale and he attacked first. With experience like him, he naturally understands that if he waits any longer, he will only lose even more.

As soon as he moved, there was no sound, and only after a second did an astonishing sonic boom sound, and a white cone-shaped air shield centered on Wang Dong's fist appeared in the air very unreasonably.

Sonic Boom Cloud! Wang Dong actually relied on the speed of his flesh to brazenly break through the sound barrier, and a punch burst out, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

The air flow was raging wildly, and the nearby reeds paused for a moment, and then exploded to smithereens, flying all over the sky; Mingwei's face changed, and he dragged Chang Xianggu's arm back back, shouting in his mouth: "It's a little interesting, Xianggu, cover your ears!"

was shocked by a sonic boom at close range, and even a strong body like boxing champion Tyson had to vomit blood. Fortunately, the two of them were fighting outside the twenty-meter stadium, and they withdrew a few meters in a panic, and with the quality of a Ming Jin master, they were still able to carry it in front of them.

"Zila!"

It was as if the fat pork had been thrown into a hot pot, and like the legendary beauty who had torn the fine cloth, before the sonic boom cloud had disappeared. Wang Dong's fist thrust forward, and he actually broke through the sonic explosion cloud and hit Zhou Yi's door directly.

Above Dan Jin, he is no longer like a human being, a half-step mixed element, he is not a human at all, if this punch is hit at an ordinary person, he doesn't need to really hit it, and he can rely on his fist to storm his head at a distance of half a foot.

In Afghanistan, in the Middle East, and in Africa, Wang Dong has done this more than once.

At this moment, his fist was only three inches away from Zhou Yi's face

Wang Dong's fist actually slowed down. It's not that he suddenly took pity on his opponent and deliberately slowed down his punch speed, but that he had to slow down. Three inches outside Zhou Yi's body, there was a layer of extremely tough qi wall, which just restrained his fists.

Body Protector Linggang, usually Zhou Yi releases three feet to 'monitor' the opponent, but now in the face of a strong enemy, he uses the Body Protector Linggang for the first time to defend himself. Finally justified this supreme inner qi called Zhengang by Taoists.

"Wave!"

Wang Dong's fist shook, and he violently broke the body protection Linggang, raised it slightly, and took Zhou Yi's forehead. At this moment, the spirit and energy of his whole body were concentrated on this punch. With one punch, you have to blast everything, so that the opponent can not avoid it, and the decisive battle is directly fought!

This is a strong self-confidence in exchange for invincibility. He hadn't lost before, and he wouldn't do it today, even if Zhou Yi's natural way shocked him. The body protector Linggang made him feel cold, but he was still able to quickly adjust his mood and believe in himself!

This is the mentality that only the best masters can have, when the weak is strong, when the strong are stronger!

Zhou Yi punched hard.

It was also a punch without any fancy tricks, straight out, as if it was extremely casual, without the sound of whistling wind, and there was no terrifying sonic boom, as if it was really a martial arts competition, and the point was up to the point, for fear of hurting Wang Dong.

But as soon as his fists were connected, Wang Dong suddenly changed color.

What an empty punch!

This is a thief who went to the empty building and stole all his energy and spirit, and it seems that the smiling young man in front of him is no longer the smiling young man, but the vast Hongze Lake, the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, the void, and the universe!

Wang Dong suddenly felt a chill in his heart, "Innate Mixed Element? No, it is impossible! Even with the master's peerless skill, he does not dare to say that he has penetrated the secret of Innate Mixed Element, how can this young man do it, this is unreasonable, this is unfair! Why?

Nature's emptiness.

All things are born empty, not the flagpole is moving, but the heart is flying, the heart is not moving, where will the flagpole move?

Zhou Yi's fist shook and he conjured up the Yangtze River and the vast universe, no matter how strong Wang Dong's personal ability was, it was just a drop of water in the river and a speck of dust in the universe.

The universe is also naturally formed, and the way of nature is even higher than the theory of the universe, and the theory of expansion, Newton's laws, and the principles of mechanics are all dreams and dreams.

Zhou Yi smiled, opened his fist, and gently popped out a finger. Little finger.

"Ahh

This flick of his fingers, as if the divine light of the extreme west, had a speed of 300,000 per kilometer, and gently flicked on Wang Dong's fist, and this supreme master of the half-step mixed yuan suddenly opened his mouth, and countless illusions appeared in front of his eyes, as if he saw the earth retreating, the rivers shrinking like beans, like grains of rice, like molecules, like atoms! Under this bomb, his consciousness forcibly broke away from the earth and flew towards some unreachable space.

I wanted to struggle, but I was so powerless, 'Simon Blowing Blood' not only could not blow blood, but became snow, a member of thousands of snowflakes, and could only be swept by the wind and drifted around

In the eyes of Chang Xianggu and Mingwei monks, they saw Zhou Yi first catch Wang Dong's punch, and then lightly flicked his little finger, Wang Dong flew up like a rotten rag doll, flew out more than 20 meters away, 'plopped', and sat on the ground with a move 'butt backwards flat sand and goose momentum'.

The big man of more than one meter and eight meters sat in a daze, his eyes scattered, and suddenly let out a crying cry: "It's not impossible, you must have used magic just now, no, it's hypnosis! Come again, come again!"

"You lost. ”

Retracting his little finger, Zhou Yi glanced at Wang Dong and let out a long breath. This person is really more difficult than Gu Yun, the counterattack just now seems to be easy, but it is the way of evolution in an instant, the essence and divine power of the whole body are fully exerted to the extreme, and the wisdom operation has also reached the limit, which also accounts for a large proportion of the use of spiritual power, Wang Dong said that he used hypnosis, although he was not hit, it is not far away.

Wang Dong certainly used all his strength, why didn't he? Just this time, at least fifty percent of his energy was consumed, and if he did it again, Zhou Yi would have to 'calm the sand and fall geese', sitting on the ground and panting.

"Are you still not convinced?" This one didn't seem to be as beautiful as he imagined, and Zhou Yi began to want to be lazy.

"Actually, I'm convinced, you are better than my master!"

"That's good. Zhou Yi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Then end this competition, you have to pick lotus pods and dig white lotus roots, and the people take food as the sky." ”

"It's because I'm convinced that I want to challenge you even more!"

Wang Dong turned over and jumped up, clenched his fists with both hands, raised his head and looked at Zhou Yi, his fighting spirit was still high, but this posture really didn't look like a top master of half-step mixing, but like a primary school student who was ready to fight to the end.

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Zhou Yi was speechless

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