"Gone, the golden pages of the holy paper are gone, and my memory is beginning to blur. ”

"This is the law to erase our memory of that immortal book, if not, I will write it down quickly. ”

"Damn, the written words will disappear automatically. ”

Just after the "Yellow Emperor Yin Fu Sutra" above the sky disappeared, the article in the memory of all living beings also disappeared.

And even if they wanted to, they couldn't write it down.

......

In a daze, Yang Yi seemed to have a dream.

In the dream, he returned to his childhood on earth, followed the elementary school teacher, learned pinyin and arithmetic, and lived a carefree childhood.

But while learning, Yang Yi suddenly found that the school had changed the study, and the teacher had become a gentleman.

This gentleman always asks Yang Yi to endorse, and as long as Yang Yi remembers a wrong word, he will be beaten.

Over time, Yang Yi's most hated thing became reading.

"What kind of book is this, and why I've never heard of it. ”

One day, Yang Yi was reciting the book again, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong, as if it was not a book he was familiar with, and the words in the book were not the words he knew.

"Words? That's right! This is not the words I know! I am not Yang Yi, the son of Longwu Hou, I am Yang Yi on the earth. ”

After Yang Yitong recalled himself, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, a golden light fell from the sky and fell into Yang Yi's body.

The golden light caused an aftermath after it fell. The impact of the aftermath ranged tens of thousands of meters.

The demon clan and the witch clan within tens of thousands of meters were all shattered by the aftermath for the first time.

The Terrans were fine, because the golden light didn't seem to intend to attack the Terrans. But because its impact was too great, many Terrans were also stunned at this moment.

......

"I'm back, but what's going on here?"

After Yang Yi woke up, he found that his location had become a ruin.

"Zhou Huo, Ye Ting!"

Yang Yi turned his head and saw two people lying not far away, but the two of them seemed to be in a coma, and they couldn't hear Yang Yi's voice at all.

Seeing the two of them, they didn't speak. Yang Yi walked over and checked their situation.

"I haven't breathed yet, it's good that I'm not dead!"

After confirming that the two were just fainting. Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

These two people have good qualifications, even if Yang Yi didn't see that they were seriously injured to protect himself, he didn't want the two of them to have an accident.

"What the hell happened, why did they faint too. Those demons also fainted?"

After Yang Yi checked Zhou Huo and Ye Ting. Then he came to the side of the demon army again.

"It's wrong, although these demons all look like they're in a coma, but in fact, I can't feel half of their breath, which means ......"

Before and after coming to the demon army, Yang Yi immediately noticed the difference.

Seeing that there was no one around, he summoned the Death Divine Qi and let it submerge into the dragon tortoise's body.

"Sure enough. These demons are all dead, and there is not the slightest external injury. All died from invisible injuries. ”

"Also, this Dragon Turtle Holy Son actually has three years of vitality in his body, which means that he has just died. ”

Yang Yitong guò The examination of the Death Holy Qi knew that the Dragon Turtle Holy Son was not unconscious, but dead.

When a living creature dies, it loses its vitality in a short period of time.

"No matter how small a mosquito is, it's meat, and since it has three years of vitality, then let me absorb it. ”

Yang Yi couldn't figure out what was going on, but he knew that if he didn't move faster, all the life essences of these demon clans would dissipate.

"Damn, it's still slow, except for the dragon tortoise, the other demon clans have no life at all. ”

Although Yang Yi thought of this, the speed at which the vitality dissipated was too fast, so Yang Yi finally obtained the essence of life for three years.

In the past three years, the essence of life has not even been able to condense a single living soul creation pill.

"By the way, since this dragon turtle has dragon blood, then maybe he has good things in his body, and he may even have dragon balls, and the blood of the dragon turtle alone is very useful for scholars. ”

Yang Yi looked at the corpse of the demon clan in one place and thought for a moment, then grabbed the void twice in a row, and summoned the original "Journey to the West" and "Chongxu Sutra" that were scattered on the ground before, as well as the pure Jun sword that came out of the words.

These things were all scattered when Yang Yi was shot down from the sky, but they had Yang Yi's aura on them, and as long as Yang Yi used his own book qi, he could easily summon them back.

After collecting the spiritual book and the holy book, Yang Yi came to the Holy Son of the Dragon Palace and said secretly: "The dragon clan is full of treasures, although this dragon turtle is not a dragon clan, it must not be bad." ”

Thinking of this, Yang Yi took out several vials from the ancient text plate.

These vials are spiritual vials and can therefore be stored in the ancient time plates.

And the vial, which was originally only a few years old, has now become a Breitling bottle after the transformation of the ancient text time plate.

It's a pity that after a hundred years, these spirit bottles seem to have entered a bottleneck, no matter how many days Yang Yi puts them, they will only be stuck in the hundred years of the year.

A Breitling bottle like this, if placed in a savage world, can turn ordinary water droplets into spiritual water in one day.

Spiritual water not only nourishes people, but also has many uses.

If it weren't for the fact that the ancient text time plate could only increase the number of years and could not accelerate the increase of aura, I am afraid that these spiritual waters would be able to pile up a martial arts master.

Of course, this Hundred Year Spirit Bottle in Yang Yi's hand is also very valuable, if it is bought into spirit coins, I am afraid that one can be sold for about a hundred spirit coins.

Don't underestimate this Bailing coin, because one is a hundred, and ten is a thousand, Yang Yi's ancient text plate has a lot of space, at least Yang Yi feels that putting 10,000 is not a problem.

It's a pity that Yang Yi didn't think about selling spirit bottles on a large scale, so he only had more than a hundred bottles on his body to store spiritual water and some special spirit ink.

But now, these Breitling bottles have a new purpose.

"Although spiritual water and spiritual ink are important, they are insignificant compared to the blood of the dragon turtle. ”

Yang Yi's Breitling bottle was almost full of ordinary spiritual water and spiritual ink, except for one bottle containing the dragon blood ink given to him by the Sea Dragon King, and the rest were worthless.

Therefore, Yang Yi decided to take advantage of the fact that he would dump all the ordinary spiritual water and spiritual ink, and then put the blood of the dragon turtle into the spirit bottle.

In this way, as long as Yang Yi goes out and finds someone to process it, he can use the blood of the dragon turtle to make a slightly lower quality dragon blood ink.

Even if the quality of dragon's blood ink is low, it is still a high-grade ink.

If you use dragon blood ink to write a book, sometimes even if the content of the book does not reach the first order of the spirit book, it may be blessed by the dragon's blood to become a first order.

This shows how important good ink is.

Yang Yi didn't want to waste the spiritual water, so before he was about to collect the blood of the dragon turtle, he took out all the spirit bottles in one go, and then splashed them on Zhou Huo and Ye Ting's faces.

Poof!

The spiritual water was very cool, and as soon as it fell, it woke up Zhou Huo and Ye Ting.

"Phew, who's the one who dares to pour spiritual water on me!" As soon as Zhou Huo woke up, the first thing he did was complain.

"Ahem, it's the Emperor of Heaven, you've woken up!" Ye Ting was more thoughtful, and as soon as she woke up, she recalled the experience just now.

"Eating this is good for your injuries. ”

When Yang Yi saw the two of them wake up, he took out two Soul Creation Pills and gave them to Zhou Huo and Ye Ting.

The Soul Creation Pill not only tastes excellent, but most importantly, it can increase lifespan and restore injuries, and it is not particularly difficult to obtain, so it is the only item for Yang Yi to win people's hearts.

"It's this elixir! It's so wonderful, if only I could eat it every day. ”

After Ye Ting took the pill, she ate it without thinking about it.

Zhou Huo hesitated a little before swallowing it in one gulp.

"It was as if my life had been sublimated. ”

After taking the Soul Creation Pill, both of them wanted to eat another one, but unfortunately Yang Yi didn't let them get their way.

No matter what, Yang Yi is not the kind of person who can absorb the essence of other people's lives anytime and anywhere, especially if he enters the five major academies, it will be difficult to absorb for a long time.

So, it's always good to have a little more to spare, maybe you can use it later.

"Do you all have bottles with you?" Yang Yi asked them after seeing that the two of them were almost restored.

"I have inkwell bottles with me, but there are only a few. Ye Ting answered Yang Yi's question first, and then took out a few bottles on her body.

"Me too, but I still have a spirit flask!"

There are only three ink bottles on Zhou Huo's body, but he is naturally good at wine, and he actually carries a spirit wine bottle with a large capacity.

"Drain all the ink from your inkwells, and we'll go collect the blood of the dragon turtle. When this war is over, find someone to process it, and then we will get the dragon's blood ink. After Yang Yi finished his thoughts, he came to the corpse of the Dragon Turtle Holy Son with the Chunjun Sword.

"How did he die?"

Zhou Huo had seen the strength of the Dragon Turtle Holy Son with his own eyes, so the shock in his heart was inevitable when he saw that the Dragon Turtle Holy Son and the more than 1,000 demon clan armies were all killed.

"Are those spiritual words spoken by heaven and earth that killed this dragon turtle holy son?"

Zhou Huo glanced at the corpse of the Dragon Turtle Holy Son, then at Yang Yi, and said secretly in his heart: "No wonder he dares to call himself the Emperor of Heaven, it turns out that he has such a powerful means." It seems that the biggest benefit of entering the mysterious space this time is not to be able to enter the five major academies, but to be able to meet the Heavenly Emperor. (To be continued......)