"Zhou Yi's progress is too great, it's just terrifying, and there is a feeling of fear"

Yangcheng Wulihe Stadium is very large and can accommodate more than 50,000 spectators, among which the best position is naturally the first-class area under the rostrum.

The ordinary area is behind the goal, the back of the Daheng team in the first half, the braincase of the Sun God team in the second half, and the opposite side is also an ordinary area, and the distance between the two sides is equal to the length of the stadium, more than 300 meters.

Just three hundred meters away in the ordinary area, two people were looking at Zhou Yi in the distance with blazing eyes, both of them were very well disguised, wearing a fiery red Daheng team jersey, and their faces were also dyed with oil paint with football patterns, the fans shouted and sang, and they also coaxed, no matter how they looked, they looked like crazy fans. One of them has an untimely goatee and the other is bareheaded, and if it weren't for the fans watching the game, they would have been the center of attention.

"Horror, you still have touched the powerful master on the edge of 'that place', and you can also say this kind of layman's words?" Long live Ah Daheng!" The bald head almost called out the Buddha name casually, but finally reacted quickly, reined in the precipice, changed his voice and called Long Live Daheng, and after following the fans to wave his fist a few times, he lowered his voice slightly: "Did you see it clearly? The bottle just now should be from the Western Regions Mystery Sect." The treasure bottle descends magic', but the fans' willingness is too strong, this kid obviously can't be suppressed, and in the end he actually reversed, my monk can't even see what means he used?

"Nonsense, Shennongmen is a serious medical inheritance. It's not like your Buddhism, which is a mess of mental cultivation, martial arts, and medical skills, how can there be such a means?"

The goatee wiped the oil paint on his face, and seemed to be a little angry: "In addition, let me warn you again, my relationship with Shennongmen was a few lifetimes ago? Don't talk to me about these past events? You can be regarded as getting out of the red dust class, it is said that the previous practice should gradually recover with time, and you are also a generation of high monks, how can you become a greedy and talkative bald donkey now!"

"Haven't you lived a few years longer than ordinary people? What happened a few lifetimes ago, you seem to be like a golden immortal in the cave, and you are not ashamed?" The bald head laughed: "You also know, the Buddhists have entered the Hongchen class." It is inevitable that some problems will fall, and this is the price that must be paid to avoid life and death. The world said that he was a 'living Buddha' and the reincarnation of a dragon arhat, who knew that there was no legendary god and Buddha in this world, and Jigong was just a mixed master who had escaped a round of life and death in the red dust class, and some tricks had fallen into a crazy language, and liked to eat dog meat and bad wine, that is cause and effect. Hey, seriously, what that kid just did shouldn't be my Buddhist method. Isn't it the path of the remnants of the shamanism and reactionary Taoist sects in the north, could it be that you are a Taoist sect or a side branch? Aren't you a so-called 'real person', who has lived for almost 200 years, and must be more knowledgeable than a monk?"

"Monk. Are you looking for a fight? Even at Wulihe Stadium, the poor road can also make you a dilemma of life and death, do you believe it or not?" The goatee's face changed suddenly, and a cold light shone in his eyes. glared at the monk fiercely.

Among these practitioners, they have cultivated to the top level, using the means of Buddhism's 'red dust class' and Taoism's 'borrowing of Lu'. Two hundred years old is the limit, and if you say that the goatee is almost two hundred years old, it is not much different from saying that he is about to die.

"Don't don't, don't know, you have a fierce nose, aren't you the first person below the so-called 'Bai Yujing'?" The monk is not tired of the goods, I dare not do it with your old man, long live Daheng!" The monk hurriedly smiled and said: "It's just that the monk didn't see the way out, and he couldn't help but be thirsty for knowledge, and I would like to ask you for more advice." ”

"That's pretty much it, you don't seem to see it clearly, so it's no wonder you're ignorant. The goatee said with a slight hesitation: "Didn't you say that the Tang family in Maple Valley couldn't bear the loneliness, and had already begun to hug this kid's thigh, and even gave away the jade bee?" Tang Boguang is also very knowledgeable, what does he think of this kid?"

"The Tang family has done it this time, and they are busy hugging other people's thighs, what insight can they judge?"

The monk shook his head and said: "But Tang Boguang said something, this Zhou Xiaoyou has a faint Taoist spirit, but the monk has known him since he was in the mountain province, and his cultivation in martial arts is not bad. ”

"That's not necessarily, Tang Boguang's eyesight is still there, and it's not entirely wrong. ”

The goatee narrowed his eyes slightly and thought for a while before he said: "Poor Dao is also the ancestor of today's Daomen, and he can still sense some of it, could it be that this kid has been fighting with Chen Yingning's juniors recently, and he has been contaminated with some Taoist thoughts, so that people will have this illusion?"

"No, no, no, the monk is also fighting with this Zhou Xiaoyou, why don't you see him have a Buddhist atmosphere? Just rely on Chen Yingning's cultivation? I said old Taoist, don't put gold on your Taoist face?"

"I'm not completely sure, but just now I saw his treasure bottle rolling and expanding, and it was about to be broken by the impact of countless willpower, and Poor Dao was about to help him, but he suddenly subdued the willpower by means, which is strange. ”

Goatee said with a smile: "Mingwei, do you think that the will of more than 30,000 fans can attract the Huaxia Dragon Vein, right? I think it was that kid's method just now that caused the Huaxia Dragon Vein to react, which led to the 30,000 wish power, it can't be that the law of heaven and earth is like this, and there is no room for another cultivator who can go against the sky!"

"His methods are only afraid of ancient times, and he has been practicing for nearly two hundred years, and he can't see through it, but he feels a trace of dignified and decent sword intent, it must be that kid has some adventure, you and I don't know. ”

The goatee pulled the monk forward a few steps, just like Zhou Yi entered the steel mill that day, and the two of them became ordinary leaves and pebbles, obviously among thousands of fans, but they couldn't attract anyone's attention: "Poor Dao hasn't been so curious for a long time, and today I want to test how many hole cards this kid has, but his cultivation is unfathomable, and I need you to help him, in case he is alerted" (to be continued......