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Wang Yi remained motionless while sitting cross-legged, like a statue. Slowly, a trace of crying and laughing rippled from the corners of Wang Yi's mouth, and became thicker and thicker.

Huh, the bitterness in his heart is unspeakable, although Wang Yi has long known that he will pay a great price for forcibly condensing the Yin God, he never expected that this price would be so great.

At this moment, his physical body was almost completely wasted, not only was his blood and qi dried up, his muscles were sluggish, but even his internal organs were exhausted to varying degrees, and even Wang Yi suspected that if his movements were a little bigger at this time, this body would fall apart.

Whew, let out a long sigh, suppressing all kinds of miscellaneous thoughts in his heart, Wang Yi's expression was straight, his eyes were sharp, and he used his divine sense to take out an elixir from the storage bag.

The Condensation Technique and the Reincarnation Technique worked one after another, and Wang Yi began to seize the vitality of the elixir to replenish himself.

One after another, the valuable elixirs turned into ashes in Wang Yi's hands, and the only effect was that Wang Yi's shriveled body bulged up a little.

Whew, when the last elixir turned into ashes in Wang Yi's hands, Wang Yi got up and stood up.

After seizing the vitality of these elixirs, although Wang Yi's body is far from recovering, there is no problem with the least action, and there is no need to worry about the bones falling apart if you are not careful.

Of course, that's just it, after all, Wang Yi's injury this time was too serious, and his qi and blood were almost one in ten.

At this time, from the outside, Wang Yi's face was as pale as paper, his eyes were sunken, and he looked like he was overindulgent.

The footsteps were vain, and after a pause, Wang Yi walked to the door of the secret room, but at this time, Wang Yi stopped all his movements and did not push open the stone door with his hands.

Maintaining the action of pushing the door with his hand, Wang Yi slowly closed his eyes, and at this moment he felt unprecedented joy in the world.

He could clearly feel the slow breathing of the cold stone door in front of him, and he could also feel the bits and pieces of clouds in the sky as they rolled up.

This feeling is very warm and gratifying, which makes Wang Yi have an unprecedented sense of pleasure.

You must know that Wang Yi did not release his divine sense at this time, the reason why he felt like this was purely because the power of his divine consciousness weakened the barrier between him and heaven and earth after crossing the limit of scattered people, and made him sympathize with heaven and earth at this moment.

Time passed, the magical feeling dissipated, and Wang Yi's pale face showed a hint of unfinished color.

Opening his eyes and experiencing that little bit of aftertaste, Wang Yi stretched out his hand and pushed open the stone door.

Back at the residence, Wang Yi didn't stop moving, only to see him take out the Thousand Phantom Liquid and wipe it on his pale face indiscriminately.

Of course, this was not the end, after smearing the Thousand Illusion Liquid, Wang Yi took out a black robe and a silver metal mask, and completely enveloped himself.

After doing all this, Wang Yi breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, just when he was sympathetic to heaven and earth, he noticed that there was a lot of aura around him faintly watching here.

After feeling his own situation again, and finding that there was nothing wrong, Wang Yi walked out of his residence.

With Wang Yi's footsteps stepping out of the door, the eyes of countless caring people were attracted.

A strange scene appeared, when Wang Yi's footsteps had just stood at the door, monks who had not known where they were hiding before rushed out from the surrounding area and leaned towards Wang Yi.

These people are all dressed differently, and the only thing they have in common is that they all have a beautifully wrapped gift in their hands.

Standing in front of the door, looking at these people, Wang Yi did not move, and did not feel any surprise, he had expected this.

The crowd gathered, looking at Wang Yi in a black robe, the Feng boy in the crowd spoke first:

"Feng Ming has seen a real person, congratulations to the real person for being extraordinary, and he has five hundred spring and autumn seasons, and only one of the ninety-year-old elixir Ziyuzhi is offered here to congratulate. ”

After seeing this scene, others also woke up like a dream, and they opened their mouths to introduce their origins and express their congratulations, and the scene was very lively for a while.

Of course, if you look closely, you will find that although the scene is lively but not chaotic, there is an invisible rule that restricts everyone, and this rule is the background and strength.

To put it simply, the first few people who spoke with Feng Gongzi all had real people behind them, and those who followed were weaker than a little bit in terms of background and strength.

However, at this time, Wang Yi ignored them, only to see him suddenly raise his head, look at the sky and say:

"Wu Daozi has seen all fellow Daoists. ”

The voice is hoarse, slightly vicissitudes, neither humble nor arrogant.

The wind was light and the clouds were light, and there was nothing in the void except for a few white clouds, but Wang Yi still stared at it with his eyes, as if he saw something through the void.

It was at this time that a faint blue light crossed the sky and came to the void that Wang Yi was staring at.

The blue light dissipated, revealing the figure inside.

I saw a monk wearing a cyan robe, as thin as a bamboo pole, and very similar to Wang Yi's previous figure, standing out of thin air.

There is no doubt that this skinny monk is a real person worthy of the name.

Standing on top of the void, the bamboo pole monk did not mean to fall for half a minute, but looked at Wang Yi with a playful gaze.

I saw him touch his chin and said:

"I don't know where you practiced before, why have I never heard of you, and you are wearing a mask, is there anything unsightly about this?"

The tone is extremely frivolous, without half a point of politeness.

Hearing such a question, Wang Yi's face turned cold, and a cold light flashed in his dark eyes.

"Oh, do I have to report to fellow Daoists where I practice?"

The tone became colder, and Wang Yi did not give half a point of extra politeness.

At this moment, Wang Yi understood that he must not show half of his timidity, this bamboo pole real person is here to test himself, only he showed half of his timidity, which aroused the suspicion of others, then waiting for him must have been torn to pieces, and even the scum will not be left.

Hmph, hearing Wang Yi's unceremonious words, the real person of the bamboo pole changed his face and let out a cold snort.

In his opinion, Wang Yi, as a new real person, has not even stabilized his realm, and when facing a veteran real person like him, he should maintain due humility.

"Arrogant and ignorant, the real people want to see who you really are today. ”

When he said this, the momentum of the bamboo pole real person changed suddenly, and the originally thin body gave people a feeling of being raised by a mountain at this moment.