Time flows day by day, and Wang Yi is busy every day, cultivating Haoran righteousness in the morning. In the afternoon, he refined his body with the assistance of green liquid, and then he fought against the demon beast captured by Yu Xianyuan. Meditate at night and practice spiritual power.

Half a month has passed, and the "Heavenly Heart Righteous Qi Technique" has entered the realm quickly with the help of powerful soul power, and the eight veins of the Qi Jing have been opened up as early as five days ago.

The refining body is step-by-step, the first-order lower grade, the first-order middle grade... Today's second-order middle grade is moving closer to the second-order upper grade, Wang Yi is now fighting against ordinary second-order demon beasts and no longer fighting, with a strength of more than 400 catties, one punch can seriously injure the demon beast.

Only the cultivation of spiritual power is very slow, Wang Yi has seriously looked for the source, and found that it is because his qualifications are not high, and there is no spirit stone and pill to assist.

At the beginning of another day, Wang Yi relied on his powerful soul to collect the heroic righteousness between heaven and earth and integrate it into his body.

According to the record of "Tianxin Righteous Qi Formula", when breaking through, the more Haoran righteous qi accumulates, the greater the gain after the realm is improved. Therefore, although Wang Yi has already passed the pulse, he has not broken through the realm for a long time.

The surging and mighty Haoran is like a vast ocean of rivers overflowing the whole body, and Wang Yi's meridians can no longer contain more Haoran righteousness. What Wang Yi needs to do now is to choose a shelter for these homeless people.

As soon as his mind moved, countless Haoran righteous qi poured into the Shenting acupoint, the Shenting acupoint was like a black hole that absorbed righteous qi, as the amount of stored righteous qi increased, the acupoint gradually brightened, and Wang Yi began to break through.

Outside the world, Wang Wenxuan felt the change in Wang Yi's breath, and was silent. This is the general speed of absorbing righteousness, and this is the unreasonable amount of absorption.

In two months, Wang Wenxuan witnessed how Wang Yi crossed the realm that other Confucian cultivators could only reach for more than ten years. From the initial shock to numbness!

Anyway, Wang Wenxuan still feels relieved in his heart, and there is hope for revenge! Look, one day, Wang Yi will get back what belongs to him.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth shook, Wang Yi emitted countless silver lights around him, and there seemed to be countless middle-aged Confucian scholars in the sky holding scrolls in their hands and reciting in unison.

On the left, there is a cyan dragon phantom spitting out cyan dragon balls, soaring from the sky. On the right, a white tiger phantom jumped out, holding a talisman in its mouth. There are two spirit bird phantoms, with eyes like Danzhu and feathers like auspicious clouds, circling and flying in front of Wang Yi. Behind him, a giant tortoise phantom floated from the depths of the sea phantom and rushed to the shore, with stars, sun and moon lined up on the turtle shell.

"This is... Wang Wenxuan covered his mouth with his hand, he couldn't believe it! Confucianism advanced to Confucianism, there was no heavenly calamity, and Wang Wenxuan didn't make any preparations, but fortunately, there was a hidden battle laid by Wang Wenxuan ten years ago in the academy, and today's matter was not leaked.

After a long time, the phantom gradually disappeared, Wang Yi successfully broke through, and the acupoints were filled with a little silver light, which reflected the righteousness in the meridians. Wang Yi reached the middle stage of foundation building in one breath with his profound righteousness.

"Young Master, congratulations on your success in breaking the mirror, and reaching the middle stage of Confucianism in one fell swoop. You should call me Uncle Xuan in the future. I'm not your father, I'm just your servant. Wang Wenxuan bowed respectfully to Wang Yi for the first time.

"Dad, you... Even though the third generation is a human being, Wang Yi was still stunned for a moment. I immediately thought of the doubts in my heart recently. Listen to Wang Wenxuan quietly.

"Your real father is Wang Yangming, a great half-step Confucian saint!"

Speaking of the old master, Wang Wenxuan's face was full of memories and his heart was surging. "The master was born noble, and God bestowed him with clothes. At the age of ten, he read the 10,000 books of Valhalla.

At the age of eighteen, he learned the way of things in the dragon field. All the way forward, no one can stop it. The heroic appearance of that year surprised the entire Dongxing Prefecture and even the Confucian sect in the world. ”

can be admired by Uncle Xuan to such an extent, Wang Yi can probably imagine the image of a heroic and amazing young man in his heart.

Suddenly I thought of something, and my eyes dimmed. "It's a pity that he died of conspiracy. It's because I'm incompetent, the thief realm is too high, and I can't help with Yu Xianyuan and Feng Jingyu. ”

"Daddy... Uncle Xuan, as you said, my father's cultivation is to reach the sky, even if the other party has the intention to design, my father will not be restrained, right?" Wang Yi's mind was full of questions at the moment.

As soon as Wang Yi mentioned it, Wang Wenxuan gritted his teeth even more, his eyes were full of anger, and he was even more disdainful, "The other party's cultivation is profound, but it is a group of rats dressed in black with their heads and tails hidden, and they know that they can't defeat their masters head-on." But your presence gives them a chance!"

Wang Yi was stunned, is this the father I have never met? Wang Yi seemed to see a young man with a shocking cultivation and a pearl of wisdom looking at him through time and space, focused and soft.

"They threaten my father with me?"

"All of this has been planned a long time ago! Your mother is the princess of Wenshengguo in Dongxing Prefecture, and her strength is extraordinary, and when she gave birth to you, she was at her weakest and was exploited by thieves. ”

Wang Yi had no joy or sorrow on his face, and he couldn't see his mood fluctuations. For the first time, Wang Wenxuan felt that he couldn't see Wang Yi clearly.

"Later" Wang Yi was extremely calm, and his tone was indifferent.

In the third palm, the master and the master mother calculated that the opponent would not keep his promise, and decisively collapsed the avenue and blood sacrificed vitality, and instantly burst out of the saint-level power to save the childe, tear the space, and teleport the son and us to the Cangyun country, which is the most remote place in the five continents, and it is not easy for thieves to find out. ”

"Hahahahaha" Wang Yi laughed angrily, his heart was cold, and he only hated that he couldn't slash the enemy now: "Okay, good, son, repay virtue with virtue, repay grievances with straightforwardness! Use me to contain my parents, resulting in the tragic death of my parents." If this revenge is not avenged, it will be in vain as the son of man. This hatred is not snow, I am ashamed of my father and mother under Jiuquan. ”

Wang Yi threw himself into darkness and bloody killing at the age of eighteen in his previous life, and the reason for supporting him was his father, but his father and mother did not wait for that day. In this life, I wanted to share my family with my father, but it turned out that it was all in the mirror!

All of this was done by a group of thieves in black. One day, I will find out the real culprit and let the murderers pay for it with blood! All the forces that shield them will not be left behind!

Wang Wenxuan said with concern: "Young master, don't be impulsive now, let alone go back to Dongxing Prefecture to take revenge." Although they are not ashamed of their actions, with the strength of any one of them, it is easy to kill you now. ”

"Uncle Xuan, don't worry. I will cherish my life, my life is very heavy! I will not act rashly when I don't have enough strength. ”

"Heavenly Heart Righteous Qi Recipe is a birth gift left to you by the master, and it is also the only gift! As long as you cultivate it to a high and profound realm, I believe you will definitely be able to take revenge!

And judging from your cultivation of the Heavenly Heart Righteous Qi Technique, you have perfectly inherited the talent of your master, and over time, you will definitely trample the thief under your feet. ”

My father had placed deep hopes on me! I could no longer hold back my suppressed feelings, and tears were streaming down my cheeks.

Wang Yi stood up and bowed to the east, thanking them for giving life, thanking them for protecting themselves with their lives, and thanking them for making them feel the great love of father and mother.

Wiping away his tears, Wang Yi turned around again, and there was less childishness between his eyebrows, only a violent murderous aura.

Ten years of playing is a shame, and I want to make a difference in the future, and I can't do it step by step anymore!

Although the current cultivation speed is very fast, it still takes too much time to reach his father's realm, and Wang Yi can't wait!

Calmly thinking about today's strength, Wang Yi came up with the fastest way to improve the current line.

"Uncle Xuan, I want to enter the Yunling Forest. Wang Wenxuan dissuaded, "Young Master, the Yunling Forest is full of dangers, how many adventurers have been buried, you can't risk your life, you have to avenge the master's revenge." ”

"Uncle Xuan, I am up to my heart. My father and mother are gone, and from today on, I want to live according to my heart. Rest assured, I will let you see the day when the enemy will be slashed alive with a knife. ”

Wang Yi thought very clearly, Wang Yi's strongest means was actually the sword.

In his previous life, Wang Yi overwhelmed an era, and even his master Kongtongzi became an admirer in the shadows, not only because his cultivation improved rapidly, but also because his kendo talent was beyond imagination, and he was able to obtain the recognition of Zhuxian Sword and become the sword keeper of Zhuxian Sword.

In this life, Wang Yi doesn't want to be a sword keeper anymore, he wants to be a sword man. The difference between one word and the difference between cloud and mud.

If I can control the Zhuxian Sword, will the revenge be far away? Now that the Zhuxian Sword is trapped in the internal space by "One", as long as I have a certain strength, I can subdue it.

What we have to do now is to improve our spiritual power and cultivation. Stuck in the academy, without resources, you will never be able to progress.

Although the Cloud Spirit Forest is full of dangers, it also means that there are countless opportunities. In the previous life, the cultivation resources were taken and demanded, and now they can only be fought for with their hands.

As for the danger, if you are afraid of danger, why did you have to fight with the heavens in your previous life and become an immortal? Compared with the punishment of the Heavenly Dao, the danger of the Yunling Forest is not worth mentioning, and Wang Yi will not back down because of this problem.

"The young master wants to break into the Yunling Forest, and the two of us will swear to protect the left and right!" I don't know when, Yu Xianyuan and Feng Jingyu came together.

"Uncle Yu, Uncle Feng, are you like Uncle Xuan, are your father's subordinates?" Wang Yi was not surprised, he found a lot of flaws when he was studying alchemy and hunting techniques at Yu Xianyuan's house.

"Lord Wang is the master's steward, and we are the master's servants. The master is talented, but he is not arrogant, courteous and considerate. It is an honor for both of us to be a servant of our master. Yu Xianyuan recalled Wang Yangming's heroic posture, with pride in his sad eyes.

"Me too. Wang Wenxuan bowed.

"I went to the forest to hone myself, to go through the test of life and death. With you, how can I have the opportunity to experience this.

You are all my father's loyal subordinates, and you have raised me to be worthy of my father's favor to you, so you can stay in the village and enjoy your present life, and the enmity of your father and mother will be repaid by me, who is a son. ”

Without waiting for the three of them to continue to speak, Wang Yi continued: "I will be careful, I will come back to see you often in the future, the only thing I can't worry about now is Yu Hou and Feng Wanyin." I can think of an excuse to leave, and don't let them both worry. ”

Without bothering Wang Wenxuan, Wang Yi packed his bags and prepared to go on the road. "Young master, wait. Wang Yi turned around, "Uncle Xuan, do you still want to persuade me?"

Wang Wenxuan shook his head, "I know that the young master will not change if he makes up his mind. This is something I have for you, so be sure to bring it. ”

What I bought was a flawed jade pendant, and it wasn't worth a few bucks to sell it.

"Young master, appearance is its trick, but in fact, its function is storage, you can put the things in your hand and take them out at any time. After the blood is recognized, it can be activated by mental fluctuations. ”

Wang Wenxuan is worthy of being his father's manager. It's thoughtful to think things through. Wang Yi likes this jade pendant very much, or Wang Yi needs it very well.

Wang Yi thought about it, took it, his fingers were cut, a few drops of blood dripped on the jade, which was absorbed by the jade, and a faint stream of green light shot out, and it immediately returned to normal.

Wang Yi's consciousness moved, and a literary fan appeared in his hand. He handed over the fan to Wang Wenxuan's hand.

"Take back the fan, you fan, the painting style of the fan is better. You have raised me for ten years and taught me for ten years. I'll call you one last time. Take care, Dad. ”

After speaking, he strode out of the academy without looking back. One step slowly, Wang Yi is afraid that he will not be willing to leave this place where he has lived since childhood.

Wang Wenxuan looked at Wang Yi's distant figure and prayed silently: "No matter where you are, you must be safe!" ”

When Wang Yi disappeared from Wang Wenxuan's sight, Wang Wenxuan seemed to let go of his heavy burden. The injuries that had been suppressed for more than ten years could no longer be restrained, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out, staining the dirt in front of him red.

Wang Yi walked all the way, and after the sun went down, Yunxi Village was no longer visible.

Wang Yi finished eating the bread he took out of the jade pendant in storage, looked at the map prepared by Yu Xianyuan again, and continued to move forward.

I don't know what kind of danger awaits him next?