Chapter Thirty-Seven: Dead Wood Meets Spring

When the black shadow slowly disappeared into the darkness, the brocade-robed young man paced back and forth restlessly in place.

Round and round, over and over again.

After he had completely lost his patience, he waved his hand angrily.

"This bunch of garbage!"

"Forget it, Ben Gongzi will go in person!"

"Heavenless. ”

The brocade-robed young man shouted softly, took out a small bone whistle, and blew it.

In the distant sky, a black dot slowly appeared.

Then it got bigger and bigger, until its figure completely appeared in front of the brocade-robed boy's eyes,

It turned out to be the giant eagle at the outer gate, the size of a small mountain.

Wutian opened his wings, and with a casual beat, a storm was set off, and dust was lifted.

"Don't make a fuss. I'm on business today!"

The brocade-robed young man reprimanded with a somewhat serious expression.

Wutian let out a chirp aggrievedly, and obediently lay on the ground, allowing the brocade-robed young man to sit on his back.

At this moment, if there were other disciples here, they would definitely stare at them in surprise.

Because this giant eagle named Wutian has never been close to anyone except the elders of the sect, let alone let others ride on it like now.

"Go to the east. ”

The brocade-robed young man pointed to the direction, followed by a loud eagle chirping.

Wutian flipped his huge wings, and his whole body was stunned, rolling up a huge layer of wind and waves, and it suddenly rose into the sky.

......

Knowing the sea, a small world.

Ye Xiaowei's face showed a satisfied expression.

Under the continuous infusion of the pond water associated with the vision of the golden lotus at the bottom of the pool, the huge hole in the sky was slowly blocked.

And this side of the world has gradually returned to calm.

The crater has been completely filled, and no trace of gray gas has escaped from it.

But the gray gas that had poured into the small world before, Ye Xiaowei had no choice but to let them stay in his own small world.

After all, gray matter is an extremely useless substance that even the will of the world can hardly consume, and with Ye Xiao as his current strength, he is far from being able to do anything about them.

Fortunately, the volume of these gray gases is still very small, and it is difficult to absorb too much vitality from Ye Xiaowei.

Of course, there are pros and cons.

Although these gray gases have no direct effect on Ye Xiaowei's small world.

But with their existence,

On the one hand, it was an encouragement, like a crisis placed in the bright place, prompting Ye Xiaowei to step up his cultivation.

And on the other hand,

Under the absorption of these gray gases, Ye Xiaowei had a place to go for those less pure powers in the small world, which could indirectly help him refine the small world.

Even, if Ye Xiaowei reaches a certain realm, he can freely mobilize the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to draw talismans without hidden dangers,

These gray air currents, which are indelible even to the consciousness of the world, may become a big killer for him!

These materials, which are indelible even if they are world barriers, with the assistance of Ye Xiaowei's Fu Seal, what kind of result will it be in someone else's small world?

It can well be imagined.

You must know that not everyone is Ye Xiaowei, and there is this method to repair the broken small world.

And whether it is a powerhouse of the Nine Realms or a heavenly treasure involving space, it is something that can be encountered but not sought.

Therefore, most cultivators, if these gray substances invade the small world, and there is Ye Xiao to add fuel to the fire of the talisman seal, there is only one way to wait for death.

"Still,"

In the sea of knowledge, Ye Xiaowei shook his head slowly,

"This method is still too vicious, and it hurts the heavens and the peace. ”

"If you can't help it, try not to use it. ”

After the divine consciousness returned to his body, Ye Xiaowei looked serious and bowed in the direction of the original pool of water.

Everything has a spirit, even if it's just a pool of water.

"Today you help me to repair the small world, and tomorrow I will help you to seal the spirit. ”

Ye Xiaowei paused word by word and said seriously.

Around him, the wind and clouds gathered, the wind was howling, and there were even a little spiritual light and traces surging, like the rules of the avenue.

Zhao Shisan, who was on the side, was about to speak, but he was stunned for a moment.

In the realm of mere spirituality, she could have such a profound understanding of the truth between heaven and earth, which she had never expected.

You must know that the perception of heaven and earth requires not only talent, but also the accumulation of years and life experience.

Ye Xiaowei has such an understanding, even if it has little impact on his current realm cultivation, it determines how far he can go in the future.

And from this situation, it can be seen that Ye Xiaowei's future will be infinitely bright!

Zhao Shisan secretly gritted her teeth, since she learned that the little uncle had completely fallen, she felt sentimental in her heart, and there was a kind of loneliness and helplessness that it was difficult to find an opponent.

However, the sight in front of her told her a truth.

In this world, her talent is not unparalleled.

Even here, there are people who can compete with her.

Even, stronger than her.

Zhao Shisan clenched his small fists, and a firm expression appeared on his face, you can't surpass me, just as I will surpass the figure in front of me!

Ye Xiaowei slowly, raised his hand again and slowly saluted this dry land,

A drink and a peck, all have a fixed number.

"Today, you give me life, and one day, I will help you turn into a spirit!"

......

On the east side of Lianbi Mountain, high above the clouds.

There is a sea of clouds surging, clouds and mist, it looks like a fairyland.

On a carved jade painting boat above the clouds, there was a young man holding several graceful women, drinking and having fun.

The speed of the painting boat is not very fast, but it is very stable.

A large "king" sign on the top of the boat, and dozens of imposing monks hidden around the boat, can prove the identity of the owner of the boat, that is, the young man.

Children of the Zhongzhou Wang family,

One of the top gate valve clans in the Holy Land Continent.

"Childe. ”

A monk walked from behind the boat.

"What's the matter?"

The young man in the Chinese costume who was amusing the beautiful woman in his arms raised his head impatiently and frowned.

"Ahead is the realm of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect, should we retreat or detour. ”

"Ten Thousand Ancient Sects?"

The young man in Chinese clothes raised his eyebrows,

"Is that the so-called First Sect of the Holy Land Continent?"

"Exactly. ”

The monk bowed his head.

"How does the strength of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect compare to my Wang family?"

"This,"

The monk hesitated, as if hesitating about something.

"Waste. ”

Without hesitation, the young man in the Chinese costume kicked the monk over and scolded disdainfully.

"My Wang family supplies you with so many resources every year, you can't even tell who is strong and who is weak?"

Immediately after, as if he had thought of some painful memories, he became inexplicably furious, and scolded sentence by sentence.

"Zongmen, what is it?"

"A bunch of lowly people huddle together to keep warm. ”

"It's just an upstart clan, how can it compare to the family mark that has been passed down from generation to generation by my Wang family, how can it be compared to the noble bloodline that has been passed down from generation to generation by our Wang family?"

"How can a sect formed by a group of wastes be called the first in the world!"

Everyone was silent, no one dared to make a sound at this moment, and even the beauties who were lying in the arms of the young man in gorgeous clothes were frightened.

"Young master. ”

At this moment, an old man stood up from the painting boat, and said with a helpless face.

"The head of the family didn't let you travel around the continent to make you trouble. ”

"Furthermore, the Wangu Sect is not the same as those gate lord clans, and there is no big conflict of interest with my Wang family, so there is no need to offend. ”

"I know you're dissatisfied with the Eternal Sect because of that incident, but everything is about the overall situation. ”

The old man said earnestly.

And although the young man showed an impatient look on his face, he still didn't say anything to stop it, obviously, no matter how unruly this young man in gorgeous clothes was, he still had a trace of respect for this old man.

Seeing the old man come out to express his position, his face was still a little unsightly.

The old man could only be heartbroken, and shouted in a low voice.

"Don't forget your brother, this Wang family is not yours yet. ”

Speaking of this, the face of the young man in Chinese clothes suddenly turned pale, he gritted his teeth, glanced at the direction of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect with gloomy eyes, and commanded.

"Bypassing the boundaries of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sects, you must not take the initiative to provoke. ”

Just as the huge boat was about to slowly turn its bow, a sudden change occurred.

A sharp sword light, with an incomparably cold sword aura, roared and slashed towards the painting boat.

A colorful halo lit up around the painting boat, and even in the void near it, there were many colors, obviously, those were engraved defensive formations of no low grade.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

The painting boat was still cut into two pieces by the sword light like cutting tofu, and fell straight down.

Behind the flying sword, an old man roared away in a piece of light.

Only an indifferent look and a high-minded word remained.

"Enter my Ten Thousand Ancient Sect and cut it off. ”