The stage of transformation is the cultivation of Fang Sui.

And now, it has become Lin Yi's bag, and it takes no effort to get it, which is what the weak should deserve for the weak to give up the success.

Of course, no one can swell to the point of growing and cultivating by constantly grabbing and giving up......

For one, suicide is a big and intractable problem.

Not everyone can do it, and not everyone dares to go against the intentions of heaven.

Again,

Who can guarantee that if you 'die', you will be able to keep your soul?

If one dies and falls into hell, the treatment of the suicide is one of inhumane and endless torment.

Second, no one dares to guarantee that they will succeed every time, and so is Lin Yi, who has the power of the origin.

It is a thing that is done against the sky.

This risk, no less than the horror of the thunderstorm, throughout the ages, the seizure means that the fate hangs by a thread, no matter how ugly it is, few people really dare to guarantee that the second seizure will not touch any trouble, or ...... Can a monk only take it once in his life?

Few people know about it, after all, almost no one has tried it.

"Click, click——!"

Lin Yi twisted his shin and checked the dantian and meridians, and everything was normal.

The golden golden pill, the dantian the size of the river, is changing, the field wants to turn into the sea, the dan wants to become white and small, the qi of the human emperor is born, walking in the body, and the meaning of a dark sword soul in the divine consciousness is condensed.

For the rest of his life, there is no way between heaven and earth.

This ** was completely taken away by Lin Yi for his own use, except that the appearance could not be fundamentally changed, and every flower and the world had changed.

He hadn't used his body for too many years, and Lin Yi inevitably felt a little uncomfortable.

Right now, he is actually practicing swords in the air!

Useless in his hands, splitting and stabbing, the basic sword moves were practiced by him very slowly, and one move and one style were not as good as the old men who played Tai Chi in the park.

But with the passage of time, his sword speed has obviously improved a lot.

Faster and faster, faster and faster......

The slow sword slashes himself, and the fast sword kills the enemy, the two diametrically opposed styles are vividly practiced by Lin Yi, moody, he will cultivate his feelings, and he will break the dawn sharply, and make rules in chaos.

"Hoo ——!"

Lin Yi accepted the invitation and exhaled a long breath of turbidity.

It's nice to feel like a person.

The power of the god layer was absorbed by Lin Yi, and after some drills, he became familiar with this body, and even mastered the cultivation of advancing and retreating freely.

Silent for a long time,

So far, Lin Yi hesitated, he retreated a little, and he didn't dare to restart the power of the contract.

In all respects, he should connect to the contract as soon as possible, so that he can know Yang Huawu's whereabouts, whether he is alive or ...... Is it death?

His hesitation stems from cowardice.

The so-called self-deception is exactly like this, people often only want to see the truth they want to see, and the reality is too cruel, and most people will subconsciously choose to escape.

"Turn it on. ”

Lin Yi took a deep breath, "It's life, I'll help you cut off the people who stand in the way, it's death, I'll take you home too!!"

Contract, reorganized!

This takes a certain amount of time to precipitate, not that it can be rebranded immediately by reorganizing, but it will not be too long, during this period, Lin Yi can completely digest Fang Sui's memories.

"My parents have passed away a long time ago, can't I save them when I see death......?"

In Fang Sui's memory, Lin Yi saw that this guy later found his parents, but after he found out that his parents were not powerful figures, he did not choose to recognize his relatives.

On the contrary, later, he watched his parents being bullied and humiliated to death, and he has been standing by and watching.

He's even thinking,

Is the powerful monk who killed his parents worth using and deserving of himself?

“......”

Lin Yi was speechless for a long time, but did not comment.

He is also a wicked person, and what qualifications does he have to stand on the line of moral norms to condemn others?

It's really counted, Lin Yi also slaughtered the aborigines of a planet with his own hands.

It is really hard to say which of these two sins is greater, destroying a race, and not saving one's parents, both of them are half a catty.

"Huh. ”

Lin Yi, who was constantly flipping through Fang Sui's memories, suddenly let out a suspicious sigh, "This person is actually Chu Qiao of the Soul Snatcher Gate, and he has an extraordinary status in the Gate?"

It's worth reading carefully.

Especially about this paragraph, Lin Yi read every detail of his memory, and it wasn't until half an hour passed that he could retract his thoughts.

The Soul Reavers are the gathering place of the Soul Reavers.

This is not a serious sect, because there are not many rules in the Soul Reaver Gate, and the Soul Reavers have always been alone, not so much a sect, but more like a form of club.

The top management of the club to keep the club running.

The ordinary members of the club are in and out of interest, some people are slaughtered, some people get oil and water, the Soul Retainer advocates the supremacy of interests, and each Soul Retainer has more or less a lot of funds, therefore, there will be large and small auctions in the Soul Retainer Gate every once in a while, some people are killed by money, and some people get rich overnight, which can be described as the intersection of heaven and hell.

In his memory, although Fang Sui's words and deeds were very low-key when he went out, he could be said to be calling for wind and rain inside the Soul Reaver Gate, and several Soul Reavers under his command supported him.

"It turns out that in that Soul Snatcher Gate, if you want to live well, you need to show your own strength and form a gang, right......?"

Through Fang Sui's memory, Lin Yi was silent for a while.

The Soul Snatcher Gate is really a strange place, the Three Thousand Worlds, all of them act in a low-key manner, in order to avoid being targeted by the gangsters, but in the Soul Snatcher Gate, it does the opposite, the weaker it looks, the easier it is to be robbed and killed, the stronger it is, the more fearful it is.

"However, this party is really brave enough. ”

Lin Yi smiled.

Even so, Fang Sui still hid his strength in the Soul Snatcher Gate, otherwise the big man would not have died in Fang Sui's hands, and he felt unbelievable about Fang Sui's hidden strength.

"Calculating the time, it will take three hours to reorganize, although it is very fast, but I am empty-handed, the starship is damaged, and this time I go to the Soul Reaver Gate is the best choice......"

After a little silence, Lin Yi decided to go to this so-called heaven and hell.

As for this starship......

The outside has been punched out of a hole by Fang Sui, and the tearing force of the starry sky is constantly destroying the inside of the starship, and there is no way to use it at the moment, although Lin Yi, as a technician, it is more than enough to remedy this starship, but because there are no raw materials, it is impossible to conjure a bunch out of thin air.

Besides, he still needs to get some money.

If you can get lucky in the auction and find a magic weapon with great lethality, it will be worth the trip!

After thinking about it again, it is better to go to this sinister place of the Soul Snatcher.

......

......

The Dragon Kingdom is bustling.

In the business club where people come and go, people will be surprised and exclaimed, and they will applaud and take pictures.

One of the women who sang softly was a lady, well-dressed, singing in a round voice, with a bel canto taste, probably a professional stage performer. The man next to him was dressed in a dragon suit, holding a magic staff, smiling, and his words and deeds were very elegant, he was really a gentleman of good character.

After a while, a group of beasts were dragged up by the monks.

Rare and exotic beasts have always been the objects of favor of monks, and those with strength can be cultivated as part of the battle assistance, while those with harmless talents are domesticated as pets and provided to the major nobles of the Dragon Kingdom.

"These ridiculous beasts have been subjugated to our feet all their lives!"

In the audience, a middle-aged man said proudly: "It's their honor to lie at the feet of our dragon people!"

Next to him was a woman.

The woman looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, although her face is a little immature, but she is born slim, if it is not for the eternal cold mountain face, she is really a great beauty.

"If you don't give dignity to the pet, you are destined to get the true heart of the pet. ”

The woman glanced at the middle-aged man and sneered: "I'm afraid that one day, I will be bitten by the beast pet under my feet, and I will know the importance of respect." ”

"You're ...... right"

The middle-aged man hurriedly smiled, he didn't dare to make a mistake in front of this adult.

Among the clan, there are many people who have lived for 10,000 years.

But for 10,000 years, what he has done can be more terrifying than this adult...... You can hardly find a second one!

"Huh, what's going on?"

In a trance, a long-lost fetter breath in the dark came out of nowhere, hit the woman's heart, and was imprinted in the depths of her soul.

Her pupils,

Sudden contraction.

That's the smell of master-servant contracts.

......