"No need to be polite. ”

Wang Yi looked at the woodcutter and found that his face was not as sad as before, but had become much more energetic.

Obviously, his mother's illness has healed, she has become younger, and his mood has improved.

It's just that there will still be bad luck that should be taken.

For example: the Nth failed blind date.

Wang Yi glanced at the direction where the matchmaker disappeared.

The little civet didn't have a heavy hand, but just swept a gust of wind with his tail and blew the matchmaker into the river, and was a little frightened, but there was no big problem.

So, Wang Yi turned around and said to the woodcutter: "It seems that you haven't gotten a daughter-in-law yet." ”

"Immortals, those people's eyes are too high. The woodcutter's mother hurriedly argued.

The woodcutter was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly grabbed the old mother.

"I don't need to explain, I've heard it. ”

Wang Yi waved his hand and said:

"Thanks to the protection of the immortals, there is no need to say such words.

Most of you people here don't know that there are immortals in the world, and you only believe in military generals with extremely high military value, and call them the gods of war, so that they can protect the peace of the world.

Therefore, if you really want to get a daughter-in-law, you must either lower your requirements or make yourself stronger. ”

The woodcutter's mother heard it in a fog.

And the woodcutter who had been to the scene of the fairy friend exchange meeting remembered other people, such as the unfathomable Feng Muyuan old immortal, and the black-clothed young man Tang Huo who gave him an unshakable feeling at a young age.

"Immortal, how do I become stronger?"

The woodcutter knelt on the ground, put the wood knife on his side, and asked solemnly.

"Man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law of the Tao, and the Tao is the law of nature. ”

When you understand this sentence, you can break the shackles and become strong. ”

Wang Yi's voice poured into the woodcutter's ears like thunder, but the woodcutter's mother on the side couldn't hear anything, and thought that the two were talking lip talk.

"Taoism is natural!"

The woodcutter was shocked, and saw the scene of the cycle of all things flashing away in front of his eyes, as if a spring, summer, autumn and winter had passed in the blink of an eye.

When he came back to his senses, he found that Wang Yi had long since disappeared.

"Child, the immortal has already stepped on the clouds and mist, leaving only this thing, saying that you will eat it when you have a comprehension. ”

The woodcutter's mother held a tomato and said.

......

In the distant sky.

Wang Yi lay on a white cloud condensed by usage, leisurely ate the spirit fruit, and floated towards a nearby country.

The tomatoes left for the woodcutter are low-grade products, which can allow people to obtain the power of martial arts.

If the woodcutter can learn something from that sentence and eat the tomato, there is a high probability that he will have a special reaction.

But if nothing is realized......

The fate between immortal friends is likely to end here.

After all, a person who can't cultivate will eventually disappear completely after a few years.

"Wow, Xiao Yunyun!"

At this time, the civet cat woke up and jumped on the white clouds, constantly fluttering, and the little tail wagged around, looking very happy.

"Come with me somewhere to see a good show, listen to my orders, understand?"

Wang Yi advised.

"Understood!"

The little civet raised his hands and said.

Soon after.

On a magnificent battlefield.

The three parties are fighting fiercely.

One of the main defenders entrenched itself on the city wall and threw down the special weapons used to defend the city, such as boulders and gold water.

Although the other two sides are outnumbered, they can't attack for the time being.

"Li Qing, the dignified god of war, only dares to cower in the city, he is not a hero!"

A strong man in black armor, two meters tall, holding a heavy knife, stared at the young warrior in light armor on the city wall, and mocked loudly.

After the voice came.

The people on the city wall were not angry, but looked at the young general, and there was a look of admiration in their eyes.

Li Qing, only twenty-five years old, has already cultivated to the realm of a great master of martial arts, and has become the first general of the Baishan Country.

At this time, the great army is at war.

No one noticed that there was an extra white cloud in the sky.

Even if you see it, you don't think about it.

Wang Yi sat on the throne where the White Cloud Law was condensed, looking down, and with a sweep of the low-profile version of the delusional eye, he could see through everyone's cultivation.

"The Great Grandmaster of Martial Arts, stronger than the peak of the Martial Artist, stepped into the realm of Martial Spirit with half a foot, it seems that Li Qing is the 'Extreme Martial Master' detected by the Space-Time Pastoral Realm. ”

"The promotion of Qingfan in the secular world is mainly related to him. ”

"Such a person should also be regarded as a son of luck in this world. ”

Wang Yi made a judgment.

He looked at the city where Li Qing was located, and found that there were several natural caves under the city, and the people in the city had basically completed the transfer through the caves.

That's when it happened.

Several more armies surrounded the city, and the whole city was impassable.

Even if Li Qing was named the first general of the Baishan Country, once he was besieged by hundreds of thousands of troops and his physical strength was exhausted, he would not be able to escape death.

"All the soldiers obey the order, besiege and kill the god of war Li Qing, life and death do not matter!"

The new army fired thousands of arrows, and after more than a dozen rounds, almost all the soldiers on the city wall were killed, and only the extremely powerful Li Qing was left.

He looked at the sealed cave entrance in the city and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, with a little more time, the citizens of the city will be safe.

"If you want to kill me, then come!"

Li Qing rushed out of the city on a horse, attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone from all walks of life knows that Li Qing will never die for a day, and he will always be a hidden danger.

As a result, hundreds of thousands of troops quickly closed in and tried to wipe him out.

But everyone still underestimated Li Qing, who had stepped into the martial spirit realm with half a foot, the light armor on his body was difficult to penetrate, and the speed was extremely fast, and before the army completely surrounded him, he had already fought his way out of the encirclement, and he was so fierce that he was in a mess.

But at this moment, several powerhouses at the peak of martial arts came around.

A big fight.

Li Qing desperately killed three people and seriously injured two people, but he was also seriously injured and jumped off the cliff, unwilling to surrender until he died.

"Tut-tut, this person is a bit reckless!"

Wang Yi watched this scene and did not make a move for the time being.

I thought that Li Qing would be besieged by ten thousand armies and die, but he didn't expect that he would break through the limit continuously, and he would be able to enter the martial spirit by a trace.

But even so, he was defeated and forced to jump off a cliff.

Wang Yi looked downstream of the river and saw Xiaochai Mountain.

The woodcutter's house is there.

"I'm really looking forward to what kind of sparks will come out after these two people who can be called 'sons of luck' meet!"

Wang Yi smiled.

He had already guessed a variety of outcomes, but it would have to be seen what the actual situation was.

"Li Qing is definitely not dead!"

"Block the whole river, and don't let anyone along the road go!"

A seriously wounded commander immediately ordered.

But at this moment, a gust of wind struck, and the army was blown to the ground, and many people were so frightened that even their horses galloped into the distance, and hundreds of thousands of troops were in disarray.

On the white clouds.

Wang Yi rubbed the little civet's head and said, "It's a good job." ”

"Yikes!"

The little civet man stood up, making a gesture with his hands on his waist, and his round belly stood up, cute and a little funny.

With this gust of wind, these armies could not move an inch.

As for Li Qing, who jumped into the river, before he fell unconscious, he saw the wind raging, like heaven's help, and then fainted.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a thatched hut.

Two kind-faced men were sitting watching him.

"Are you awake?"

One of them asked.