Under the induction of his divine sense, Wang Yi found that the true yuan in his spiritual pool was actually three inches deep, and this result was undoubtedly amazing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Yi originally expected that it would be good to be able to transform one inch of true yuan, but now it is a full three inches, which really surprised him.

Under normal circumstances, it would take about three years for a True Yuan Stage monk to accumulate one inch of True Yuan, and in other words, Wang Yi's three inches of True Yuan was equivalent to ten years of hard work for others.

Whew, calming down his mood, Wang Yi began to consolidate his cultivation, and the time of cultivation always passed very quickly, and this consolidation came to the time when the moon was full of sky.

When night fell, the moonlight shone brightly, draping the earth with a silver veil.

When he opened his eyes, there were no waves in his black eyes, Wang Yi got up and stood up, and the young slave also walked over at this time.

"Congratulations to Gongzi for advancing to the True Yuan Period, and he has taken another step on the road to immortality, and the avenue can be expected. ”

Hearing this, Wang Yi waved his hand and said:

"Qingnu, don't laugh, what am I? I haven't even touched the threshold of the avenue. ”

Hearing this, Qing Nu didn't say anything more, she herself is not a person who is good at complimenting others, not to mention that she knows that Wang Yi is telling the truth, in the Kyushu cultivation realm, everyone agrees that monks can only be qualified to speak the Great Dao if they advance to the real human realm.

Looking at the appearance of the green slave, Wang Yi continued:

"Qingnu, I won't stay here any longer, I still have some things to do. ”

After speaking, Wang Yi arched his hand at the young slave, turned around and left here. Although it is said that the young slave has always regarded herself as a slave, Wang Yi can't really treat her as a slave.

Looking at the back of Wang Yi leaving, a complex light flashed in the green eyes of the young slave, and the whole person fell into silence, standing there quietly, not saying a word, not knowing what she was thinking, until Wang Yi's figure was completely invisible, she turned around and stepped into the spirit camphor wood.

Back at his residence, Wang Yi didn't do anything, fell asleep and slept until dawn. This time, Wang Yi was really tired, he couldn't help but be tired physically and mentally, and breaking through to the True Yuan Period consumed a lot of his mind.

Three days later, facing the rising sun, Wang Yi drove the Iron Feather Crested Eagle and left Wanyao Island.

The scenery on Chongming Island is still the same, but the flying spirit beasts that come and go have broken the previous peace here.

There is a large open space in the western part of Chongming Island, and the whole clearing is paved with solid obsidian, which exudes a dark light in the morning sun, and in the center of the clearing there is a square ring, for this ring, many disciples of Zhenhai Sect are no strangers, because this place is the place where the annual small competition of Zhenhai Sect is held.

Of course, this place is undoubtedly unfamiliar to Wang Yi, because this is the first time he has come here.

Standing under the ring, Wang Yi couldn't help but take a closer look at this well-known manifest platform.

At this look, Wang Yi's eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of surprise.

The manifest platform is very large, a hundred zhang square, the whole is cyan, the brilliance is like a mirror, under the illumination of the sun, there are golden streamers flashing on it from time to time, like glass.

Of course, what really surprised Wang Yi was that the entire manifest platform was integrated without the slightest gap.

After a careful induction, the look of surprise on Wang Yi's face became more and more intense, he found that this manifest platform looked ordinary, but the breath was deep, it was very likely to be a magic weapon, this discovery made him a little unbelievable, such a large magic weapon, the materials it consumed can be imagined, but after thinking about it, Wang Yi felt that this was normal, after all, after the destruction of so many disciples of Zhenhai Sect, the manifestation platform has not been damaged in the slightest, which itself shows that it is extraordinary.

What Wang Yi didn't know was that when he was looking at the manifest platform, many people were also looking at him, including many of his acquaintances.

"Hey, there's something so nice about this platform that makes you so fascinated by it. ”

The sound is crisp and pleasant like a yellow oriole, and it seems very crisp and neat, without detaching from the water.

Hearing this, Wang Yi cast his eyes over, only to see a woman in a red dress walking towards him.

Looking at this woman in red, Wang Yi's eyes moved slightly, this woman is naturally Jiang Xiaowei, but compared with before, Jiang Xiaowei seems to be more beautiful and moving.

But this is also normal, after all, after three years, Jiang Xiaowei's body has completely grown, the convex and the warped, completely took off the previous youthfulness, and the whole body was full of vitality, and all this made her more pretty and lovely.

As Jiang Xiaowei approached, many people's eyes also fell on Wang Yi. There is surprise, surprise, envy, and undisguised malice.

Feeling the gaze of these people, Wang Yi couldn't help frowning, while Jiang Xiaowei walked straight in front of Wang Yi as if she hadn't noticed anything.

Looking at each other, Jiang Xiaowei smiled at Wang Yiyan, only to see her red lips open lightly, and said:

"Senior Brother Jiang, I haven't seen you for so long, I don't know if you think I have it?"

Her voice was not loud, but her words were clear, and when she said this, her face was dyed red, as if she was drunk.

At this time, Jiang Xiaowei did not have the slightest atmosphere before, but was like a little wife, showing tenderness.

As soon as Jiang Xiaowei's words came out, everyone around was in an uproar, and many people glared at Wang Yi angrily, if vision could kill people, Wang Yi would probably have died thousands of times at this time.

But this is also normal, Jiang Xiaowei is different from Wang Yi's obscurity, she is not only outstanding in appearance, but also has the highest strength among everyone, and has a very high reputation among the new disciples, many people regard her as a fairy in their hearts, sacred and inviolable, not to mention that Jiang Xiaowei was born in the Jiang family and has a strong background, which makes those old disciples dare not underestimate her.

And now this high-ranking fairy suddenly showed obvious love for Wang Yi, which naturally stunned everyone, and at the same time made Wang Yi angry.

Feeling the surging anger around him, and then looking at Jiang Xiaowei, who was lightly covered with his hands and acting shyly, Wang Yi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the red face is nothing more than that.

And Jiang Xiaowei saw a trace of helplessness on Wang Yi's face, a sly light flashed in her eyes, and a smug smile appeared on her pretty face, like a little fox who stole fishy, but no one else knew about all this.

Looking at Jiang Xiaowei like this, Wang Yi very wisely ignored her previous words, and said directly:

"Senior Sister Jiang, long time no see. ”

The voice was flat as water, without the slightest ebb and flow, as if talking to a stranger.

What Wang Yi didn't know was that his indifferent appearance once again aroused the anger in everyone's hearts, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care. (To be continued.) )