Yi Cheng felt something in his heart, and now in this Heavenly Wind Continent, he can gradually feel the spiritual power that is absent, obviously the things in the Absolute Spirit Valley have progressed, and after all these years of experience, Yi Cheng is naturally able to accurately grasp the human body, and his practice of medicine can be regarded as having made initial progress.

Next, Yi Chengcheng has to start the next step, treating monks and researching the medicinal effects of various elixirs.

Ten years is too short, and there are too many things that Yi Cheng needs to do, the medical formation refining device, and the production method of the teleportation talisman that he once valued so much, plus the memory divine crystal in the Seven Xuan Space.

Let Yi Cheng's knowledge soar, not only limited to this small nether, there are too many wonderful things in this world that Yi Cheng has never experienced.

And now Yi Cheng's cultivation is really poor, there are still 108,000 miles away from these, and if you want to experience these more exciting lives, you naturally have to have enough strength.

However, cultivation is not achieved overnight, the matter of rising in the day is too illusory, and Yi Cheng can only come step by step now.

The practice of medicine in the Heavenly Wind Continent was no longer of practical significance to Yi Cheng at this time, so after leaving behind those disciples who still needed to continue to experience here, Yi Cheng prepared to return to the cultivation realm in the near future.

Before leaving, Yi Cheng naturally wanted to go to Wenchang Academy to have a second look, because he didn't know how many years it would take to return to the road this time.

The clear sound of reading was still the same, and Yi Cheng entered the academy without alarming anyone. "Master, what kind of place is this?" Meng De saw that Yi Cheng's expression was a little solemn, so he asked. "Worship an elder!" "Oh, who is this elder!" "My Master!" "Ah, the master of the ancestor, the master is the master of the father, what do I call the master of the master!" Meng De scratched his head and thought. "Taishi Ancestor!" This time, Die'er, who hadn't spoken for a long time, spoke.

When Yi Cheng heard this, he was also a little surprised, but he was very pleased.

Seeing Yi Cheng kneeling in front of the tombstone, Meng De stopped talking and knelt next to Die'er. "Master, the next time I come to see you, I don't know what day it is, this is my daughter Die'er, this is the son of my apprentice Meng Yan, called Meng De!" "Die'er, Ade, kowtow to the Taishi Ancestor!" Yi Cheng commanded at the two. "Yes, Master! Taishi Zu, Ade kowtows to you! Meng De said as he knocked his head three times.

And the butterflies bowed down together silently. "Hey, Master, I'm leaving again!" Yi Cheng sighed, stood up and reluctantly walked outside.

It was already early afternoon, and there were no students in the pavilion in the academy, but an old man with silver hair was sitting there, the weather was already quite cool in late autumn, and this person was wrapped in a blanket under his seat, and he was also wearing a very warm coat. "Die'er, you wait for me outside the door first!" Yi Cheng was not surprised when he saw this person, and commanded them to Die'er.

When the two children left, Yi Chengcai slowly walked into the pavilion. "I didn't want to see you!" Yi Cheng sat down, picked up the wine glass that was already full on the table without any politeness, and drank it in one gulp. "Hey, I'm a sick person now, how can you, a miracle doctor, not save you!" The old man chuckled.

Yi Cheng poured himself a glass of wine again, and after drinking it, he said, "I said, you sick immortal is incurable!" "Hehe, I have lived to be more than ninety years old, how can I care if I can live for another three or two years, these things have long been seen!"

Yi Cheng looked at the person in front of him and sighed, "Okay, you are the last patient I have healed in the Heavenly Wind Continent this time!" ”

When the old man heard this, he showed a hint of joy and said, "Thank you!" ”

Yi Cheng said indifferently: "I just said to see, I didn't say that I would definitely be cured!" "Do you want a disease in this world that you can't cure now?" The old man looked envious. "Tell me, what's the matter?" Yi Cheng didn't answer, but asked. "There seems to be something more in this world, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse!" The old man took a deep breath and said to Yi Chengdao.

When Yi Cheng heard this, he was also stunned for a moment, and then looked at him with puzzled eyes: "You can actually feel the aura?" ”

This person is naturally the Emperor of the Heavenly Wind Continent, a Xiaobai who has ruled the world for decades. "When people get old, they always have some inexplicable inductions, and they are slightly aware of these changes." Xiaobai showed a hint of helplessness.

Yi Cheng was silent, and said after a long time: "Maybe it won't be long before the aura of this Heavenly Wind Continent will be filled, and this change will also increase the number of children with spiritual roots, and it will be a matter of time before cultivators enter this place!" "Will they interfere in the affairs of the world?" Xiaobai asked. "Secular? With Reiki here, it's no longer worldly! Yi Cheng shook his head. That..."Xiaobai looked at Yi Cheng. "It's only three generations, isn't the person you chose the prince very good?" Yi Cheng knew that Xiaobai was worried about what was behind him. "Hey, I can govern a troubled era into a peaceful and prosperous world, but I can't afford to cultivate a Ming Jun one by one, maybe it's a little nostalgic when people get old, and they spoil those juniors too much!"

Xiaobai also regretted it in his heart, he could still discipline his children strictly, but when it came to his grandchildren, he sometimes couldn't bear to punish them, which eventually led to the arrogance of these juniors one by one. "Human nature!" Yi Cheng also knows that this can't be blamed on Xiaobai. "There's no remedy?" Xiaobai had a hint of hope.

Yi Cheng glanced at Xiao Bai and sighed: "The rapids can guarantee the continuous incense for tens of millions of years, and the limelight may be glorious, but it is easy to break bones!" "Rapids retreating?" When Xiaobai heard this, his brows were also furrowed, and after a while, he said: "Hehe, even if I want to retreat, I can retreat there, this continent needs someone to manage it, otherwise my life's efforts will come to naught!" ”

When Yi Cheng heard this, he asked, "You are not afraid that when the time comes, when the cultivator arrives, the royal bloodline will not be able to remain." "Ha Luha, Yi Cheng, you underestimate me too much, the world has never been my little white, nor is it royal, but since I have taken this responsibility, I have already been prepared to break my bones, although I am old and a little nostalgic, but the world will not be handed over to an unkind king!"

Yi Cheng looked at the resolute imperial aura emanating from Xiao Bai's lifeless body, and for the first time, he had a sincere admiration.

Grievances and hatreds have long since returned to dust, and Xiaobai can be called the generation of Ming Jun of the Tianfeng Continent. "If you think about it, it won't be long before a monk from the Tianfeng Continent will come in and start to take over everything here, and the royal family will become a family in the cultivation realm, as for whether there can be a prosperous day, it depends on the will of heaven!"

Yi Cheng didn't want to be in the middle of a war in the Tianfeng Continent in the future, so he planned to let Luoxia Mountain start to take over here, after all, Luoxia Mountain was still under his control, and it would not cause any big harm to those mortals. "You can decide that?" Although Xiao Bai knew that Yi Cheng's cultivation was not weak, he would still be a little surprised that Yi Cheng could command a cultivator who was strong enough to manage the Heavenly Wind Continent.

Seeing Yi Cheng nodding, Xiaobai asked, "Can you tell me what kind of cultivation you are doing now?" "Yuan Ying!" For this small request, Yi Cheng did not hide it.

After all, Xiaobai is not a person who knows nothing, over the years, there have been more and more cultivators, and he has also obtained some information about cultivators. "I really didn't expect that even if you reach the cultivation realm, you can still stand at the top!" Xiaobai sighed and smiled bitterly. "Apex? Hehe, you think too highly of me, maybe the Yuanying cultivators of the Dao are already very high, but this is just the beginning, the apex, even if I am ten thousand times stronger, I can't reach it! ”

Yi Cheng's words shocked Xiao Bai's heart here, the world of cultivating the truth is not something he needs to care about.

Yi Cheng walked out of Wenchang Academy, not only helped Xiaobai cure his heart disease, but also cured his physical pain, although he could not break through the 100-year lifespan, but it was still possible to live for another three or two years and wait for everything to transition smoothly.

Back at Guiyun Villa, Yi Cheng returned to Luoxia Mountain with Xiang Hongye Tongxin and two children, and those disciples continued to train in the world, and then began to arrange for people to enter the Tianfeng Continent and began to incorporate them into the cultivation realm.

Then Yi Cheng also began his own retreat.

The experience of these years, Yi Cheng naturally has to understand it with his heart.