Whew, Wang Yi finished the early morning qi practice, and looked at the dantian with his divine sense, the corners of Wang Yi's mouth couldn't help but outline a smile, the air mass that was originally only the size of a baby's fist has now become the size of an egg, and it is only one step away from the consummation of the foundation building in 100 days. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The reason why he was able to have such a cultivation speed was that Wang Yi knew that it was his mutated internal qi that gave birth to his body, making his blood qi more vigorous and easier to recover, thus accelerating the process of building a foundation in a hundred days.

Wang Yi, who had finished his cultivation, did not practice spells as usual, but walked outside, after all, he was going to set off tomorrow, and some people still had to meet.

Standing in front of Xinyue Garden again, Wang Yi had no sorrow or joy, no doubts and a trace of excitement from the last time, he didn't come to please Du Shi this time, just to see her, after all, it was his mother.

"Young master, Madam said, you can't afford to see her, let you go" Hongyu appeared in front of Wang Yi again, without a trace of the embarrassment she had when she begged for mercy last time.

Wang Yi glanced at Hongyu, ignored her, stood silently at the gate of the garden for a while, and then knelt down and bowed, this worship was not a reluctance to Du, but a thank you for Du's fertility. No matter how indifferent Du Shi is to herself, she has given herself life, which cannot be erased, and I must thank her.

After worshipping, Wang Yi got up and left, without a trace of nostalgia, went straight to the south courtyard, first went to the Qitang to see his fifth brother Wang Yang, and then went to the Dantang to see the uncle Wang He who took care of him in every way.

Walking on the way back to his small courtyard, Wang Yi thought about everything he had in the palace, and suddenly found that he was so unfamiliar with everything in the palace, except for so many people, he had no extra memory of the palace, maybe he was not born to belong to the palace.

After thinking about it, Wang Yi still didn't go back to the small courtyard directly, but turned to the middle courtyard, maybe he still had someone to meet.

Standing outside the Zizhu Garden, Wang Yi hesitated and walked in, the scenery inside was still the same, and the Zizhu was still so lush, exuding a fragrance that made people's hearts calm.

"Come to the study," Wang Lun's still clear voice came.

Wang Yi knew that Wang Lun should have discovered himself a long time ago, and if it was before, Wang Yi would still be surprised, but after Wang Yi opened up the sea of knowledge, Wang Yi understood that this was just a simple use of divine knowledge.

The spring breeze is not a myth to the monk, of course, Wang Yi can't do it, after all, his divine sense is still too weak.

Walking into the study, I saw Wang Lun who was drawing talismans, Wang Yi didn't speak, just stood silently, and Wang Lun didn't look up, just painted silently.

There was silence in the study, and the two stood opposite each other, neither of them speaking, and this state lasted for a quarter of an hour.

Wang Lun stopped the talisman pen in his hand, looked up at the son in front of him, and did not speak, as if he wanted to see Wang Yi through, to be honest, Wang Yi did not inherit Wang Lun's handsomeness, if Wang Lun is a jade tree in the wind, Wang Yi can only be regarded as beautiful, of course, it is very attractive, this is mainly Wang Yi's scholarly temperament.

After twenty breaths, Wang Lun said, "You are lucky, this low-level magic rune golden sword talisman is successful, you can take it" After speaking, Wang Lun handed the magic talisman he had just drawn to Wang Yi.

Wang Yi didn't shirk it, after all, he needed it very much, with his current trace of divine sense and all his internal qi, he could barely stimulate low-level magic runes, in fact, the stimulation of magic runes required two conditions, divine consciousness and true qi, but the amount needed was not much.

Wang Yi has divine sense, but he doesn't have true qi, so he can only use quantity to make up for quality, that is to say, once Wang Yi forcibly activates the magic talisman, the internal qi of his whole body will be instantly drained, so he will lose all his ability, and he can only be slaughtered by others.

Although there are many drawbacks to activating the talisman, this is still a life-saving hole card for Wang Yi, after all, the lethality of the golden sword talisman is one of the best among the low-level talismans, once Wang Yi is activated, I am afraid that few people will block it in the mortal realm.

Looking at the silent son in front of him, Wang Lun spoke again, "I'm going to participate in the Demon Island Trial Nine Deaths, do you blame me?"

Hearing this, Wang Yi, who had originally bowed his head in contemplation, suddenly raised his head, and his originally calm eyes flashed with a trace of fire.

"No, I don't blame you, on the contrary, I thank you very much, the world is so big, I want to see it, Changsheng is so beautiful, I want to try. Wang Yi said firmly.

Looking at the familiar son in front of him, Wang Lun found that he might not know him at all, Wang Lun knew that Wang Yi was not lying, because even if the words could be false, but that trace of fire could not be fake, it was a kind of expectation for the future, a kind of consciousness that could die at night.

Wang Lun didn't say anything more, because he knew that it was redundant, because Wang Yi already had an awareness as a cultivator, he just waved his hand and let Wang Yi go out by himself.

Wang Lun looked at Wang Yi's departing figure, and there was a trace of expectation in his heart, maybe his son would give him a big surprise.

Wang Yi, who returned to his small courtyard, did not plunge into his room to cultivate, but called Biyue over, after all, he still had feelings for this little girl Wang Yi, and while he was still there, he would help her do something.

In the lobby, Wang Yi looked at Biyue who was nervous in front of him, and asked, "Biyue, I'm leaving, what do you plan to do in the future?"

"Ah, young master, are you leaving? Biyue wants to follow this young master, I will go wherever the young master goes."

Looking at Biyue with a nervous face, Wang Yi said, "The future of my trip is unknown, it is very dangerous, do you still have relatives?"

"Biyue has no relatives, they all died in a disaster," Biyue replied with a hint of crying.

Wang Yi pondered for a while and said, "I will return your slave deed to you, and give you a thousand taels of gold, you take it to do some small business, I will write another letter, you will hand it over to my fifth brother at that time, and he will give you some care" Wang Yi did everything he could, I believe that the little girl's life will be good in the future, although it is ordinary, but it may not be a kind of happiness for the little girl.

"Thank you, young master," Biyue knelt down and thanked him. "Well, let's go down', Biyue slowly retreated, looking at Biyue's departing figure, Wang Yi knew that he no longer had a trace of nostalgia for the palace.

Looking at the dark night outside the house, Wang Yi did not return to his room, but sat down in the lobby, waiting for the dawn, he believed that it would be a new beginning, and even hoped that a glimmer of light would appear on the horizon as soon as possible, he couldn't wait to embark on the road to immortality.