Whew, Wang Yi's body shook, but in the end he still didn't hold on, the long sword stood on the ground, knelt on one knee, and felt the empty dantian in his body and the stinging pain in the sea of knowledge, Wang Yi smiled and smiled happily. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He knew that he had won the bet, although his life was hanging by a thread just now, but Wang Yi did not regret it, to be honest, Wang Yi did not like the feeling of life and death, the immortal cultivator relied on the accumulation of a hundred years and the perception of accumulation rather than the breakthrough between life and death, looking at the strange snake that was cut in half in front of him, Wang Yi walked over with his weak body.

Using the immortal sword to pick open the snake corpse, Wang Yi did not find the demon pill, but found a snake gall, but unfortunately it was cut by the immortal sword, and it has lost its value, and finally Wang Yi found a golden crystal shaped like a grain of rice on the head of the demon snake, Wang Yi also didn't know the purpose of this crystal, but thinking of the strangeness of the golden snake, Wang Yi still put it away.

After counting the harvest and taking a pill of rejuvenation pill, Wang Yi meditated on the spot to practice qi and restore his spirit, but the consumption just now was too huge, Wang Yi's body had been hollowed out, and he could no longer support Wang Yi to find a safer place.

As the sun set, Wang Yi, who had closed his eyes and was lucky, opened his black eyes, one of which was calm and did not see the slightest wave. Glancing at the snake corpse again, Wang Yi thought back to his previous plan, Wang Yi knew that he still hadn't thought it through after all, but this was normal, after all, who could have predicted everything, maybe this is the charm of the Immortal Dao.

In fact, after witnessing the death of the three people, Wang Yi made his own plan. First of all, Wang Yi pretended not to know the weirdness of the golden mist, and went to collect the finances of the fat three people unsuspectingly, and then Wang Yi secretly suppressed himself and did not let the golden mist enter his body, and finally, Wang Yi pretended to be confused and lured the strange snake to make a move.

It can be said that Wang Yi's whole plan is not too much of a problem, but Wang Yi has calculated everything, but he still hasn't calculated that the golden monster snake is so powerful in addition to the weird ability of golden mist, in Wang Yi's mind, the golden monster snake should be a different species of the perching fog snake or the snake king, and it should be very fragile like the perching fog snake, but the fact is that the strange snake is hard, and the immortal sword is difficult to cut off.

Of course, Wang Yi's guess was not wrong, but he underestimated the strength of the strange snake, this golden strange snake is indeed a different species among the inhabiting fog snakes, there is no one in ten thousand, known as the golden crown king snake, which is extremely rare.

In fact, there is an extremely thin trace of mirage dragon bloodline in the body of the perched fog snake, the mirage dragon is an ancient true spirit, good at creating illusions, comparable to immortals, its bloodline is naturally strong, but the bloodline possessed by the perched fog snake is too thin, thin to the point of negligibility, but this trace of negligible bloodline, once awakened, it can make the inhabiting fog snake, a fragile demon beast, transform into an extremely weird and powerful golden crown king snake in the little demon.

Of course, Wang Yi didn't know about these things, but even if Wang Yi knew, he wouldn't care, because no matter how good the bloodline of the Golden Crown King Snake was, it still became a dry bone on Wang Yi's road to immortality, and between the two, Wang Yi was superior, and the proud defense of the Golden Crown King Snake still couldn't stop Wang Yi's desperate sword. Although Wang Yi only cut out a sword, but this sword gambled on Wang Yi's life, if this sword still can't kill the Golden Crown King Snake, the next person to die is Wang Yi himself.

No longer paying attention to the Golden Crown King Snake, Wang Yi set his eyes on Qingxuanguo.

Looking at the verdant green Xuanguo in front of him, Wang Yi was happy and sighed, glad that he finally got it, and sighed that it was not easy to get. Although Qingxuanguo was readily available, Wang Yi did not rush to pick it, but set his eyes on the corpses of the three people.

Frowning, Wang Yi still decided to bury these three people, it's not that Wang Yi can't bear to expose the three of them to the wilderness, but Wang Yi is going to retreat and practice here for a few days, there are three corpses here, and it always feels a little bad.

Retreat in the Misty Canyon was not a momentary idea of Wang Yi, but the result of Wang Yi's careful consideration.

The entire demon island, the demons are rampant, it is basically impossible to find an absolutely safe place, and here in the mist canyon, there is a white mist and a perched fog snake on the outside, and generally no monks and demon beasts will come in, and the inside has the breath left by the golden crown king snake and the double shock of the ghost-faced demon eagle essence blood, and the inhabiting fog snake will not come in in a short time, which makes this an ideal place for Wang Yi to retreat.

After laying some small traps in the valley, Wang Yi began to retreat and practice beside the Qingxuan Tree, in fact, the traps arranged by Wang Yi could not kill and injure the enemy, but they could play a role in early warning, although Wang Yi felt that no one would come, but the world is impermanent, and it is always good to be prepared.

The peaceful days were seven days in a flash, and in the past seven days, Wang Yi took a Qingxuan Fruit every day, constantly accumulating internal qi, and now it was time to begin to produce qualitative changes.

Wang Yining was calm, looked at his body, and found that his dantian had condensed an air mass the size of an adult's fist, its color was as green as jade, rippling with vitality, Wang Yi knew that the critical moment had come.

Emptying his mind and thinking about it, Wang Yi began to carry Zhou Tian, but it was not the previous small Zhou Tian, but the big Zhou Tian, the internal qi started from the dantian, entered the spring, passed through the Baihui, passed through the Lao Palace, and finally returned to the dantian, and so on, seeking resonance with the aura of heaven and earth.

Because Wang Yi's internal qi had mutated and had attributes, this process did not last long, about thirty breaths or so, Wang Yi's surroundings began to gather the aura of heaven and earth, and slowly the aura gathered more and more, and finally formed a miniature aura vortex.

As for Wang Yi, who was located in the center of the aura whirlpool, he had no sorrow or joy, silently bearing the washing of the aura, and feeling the fusion of internal qi and heaven and earth aura. Under the induction of divine consciousness, Wang Yi saw that the internal qi and the spiritual qi were constantly colliding in the meridians, devouring each other, and finally dissolving into one, becoming a new kind of energy, true qi.

In this process of fusion, Wang Yi felt that the internal qi was weak and docile, and the spiritual energy was strong and violent, but the fusion of the two created the most suitable power for cultivators, true qi, which made Wang Yi have to sigh at the magic of all things in the world.

When the two were fused, the internal qi disappeared, and the aura was dispersed, leaving only a wisp of true qi in Wang Yi's meridians, although there was only a wisp, Wang Yi did not dare to slack off, and immediately ran the Great Zhou Tian Handling Technique, so that this wisp of true qi finally entered the dantian and formed a green jade seed like a lotus seed.

Looking at this seed that emitted a faint blue light, Wang Yi felt a trace of joy from the depths of his heart, he knew that he was one step closer to immortality, or that he had just planted the seed of the Great Dao.