Ren Youyou's appearance, many people thought it was because of Nangong Jackie Chan, and when they saw Ren Youyou's beautiful face with a shallow sneer, they all thought that she was watching Wang Yizhi's jokes, and for a while, they didn't dare to say too much, because no one wanted to attract the attention of the Nangong family because of their quick mouth, and no one knew if the people around them were the children of the Nangong family's affiliated families, once this word reached the Nangong family's affiliated family, they would be greeted by ruthless suppression, which was not necessarily the original intention of the Nangong family, and they didn't even know, but there were too many people and family forces and loyal supporters who wanted to tie up the Nangong family。

Only a few seniors and seniors only understood the matter in the west of the city when they returned to the hospital late, but this is not the time to discuss this matter, for Ren Youyou's appearance, although it is unexpected, they don't care too much about the feelings between her and Nangong Jackie Chan, although they are curious, they are not necessarily very gossipy.

"Ah~"

Ren Youyou was awakened by the exclamations around him, just in time to see the black clouds in the picture in front of him slipping down, he couldn't help but exclaim, his expression was very panicked, this contrast made the people around him unable to tell whether Ren Youyou was watching the bald boy's joke or was worried about it.

"~"

Wang Yi then smashed his back firmly on the one thousand and eighth steps, fortunately, the height was not too high, only six or seven meters, but Wang Yizhi, who was still falling, grinned and scolded.

"In this way, it is impossible to climb to the Nine Palaces, and the oppression of each step is multiplied, although the body is washed because of this, it can be regarded as a good thing."

Saying that, Wang Yizhi twisted his body, turned his back, tied his legs since the spatial crack channel came out, absorbed the aura of the ring, returned to the saturated state, and then took off the four packs of "sand crystal spirit stones" that the little white bird portrayed the aura, and vaguely stuffed them into the ring.

"Oh, it's a lot easier, I hope this can have some effect, if there is really no way, then go all out, it is the top priority to get the resources of the Holy Courtyard first, and the battle for the treasure of Wanhua Valley in a year will not know whether it is life or death"

The biggest reason why Wang Yizhi is willing to try to climb the Nine Halls is not to help Mo Lan, but because he has taken a fancy to the resources of the Holy Academy, as a Holy Academy that has existed for nearly 10,000 years and has a mysterious origin, it is enough to move any monk to be able to cultivate it with all its might.

When the demon spirit was desolate, the eleventh thirteen beast kings were invincible all the way, killing all directions, and many spirit beasts treated each other with courtesy and sent spirit fruits and treasures, Wang Yizhi kept them all in mind, he knew that if he wanted to achieve the strength of the eleventh and thirteenth beast kings of the land and the respect he received because of it, how many life-and-death battles would he need to go through, and he could only bear the oppression at the moment, how could it be easy for Wang Yizhi, who was determined to take down the resources of the Holy Academy, to give up?

Wang Yizhi adjusted a little, moved his body, shook his head, just now, Ren is Wang Yizhi has been oppressed by the "Nine Heavens Sealing Demon List", his body has been repeatedly baptized, his muscles and bones are very strong, his skin is rough and thick, and his body has suffered a lot of strains due to oppression.

Mo Lan sat cross-legged on the spot, the spiritual power shield around her body appeared, being in the eighth hall, it was already far-fetched, not using spiritual power to resist the oppression all the time, Mo Lan could not live in the eighth hall for a long time, this year, Mo Lan was like this, always running the spiritual power around the body, forming a shield to resist the terrifying oppression around the body.

"Big brother, you must succeed, this is a great opportunity for you, and it is even better than the secret land of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers."

Mo Lan's eyes are clear and transparent, although she can't see or hear the fog in front of her, but she trusts her bald brother very much, and she recognizes Wang Yizhi's talent from the bottom of her heart.

"Big brother, when I get home, I will definitely find a way to repay you"

When Wang Yizhi turned around, the scar on the back of his head still did not show much signs of improvement, Mo Lan saw the pain in his eyes, for Wang Yizhi's feat of sacrificing his life that day, Mo Lan has always remembered in her heart, this year she was not only waiting for outsiders in the valley, but more waiting for Wang Yizhi, after learning that the person who the Nangong family was chasing was a bald boy, and there was also a small bird on his shoulder, although it was black, but after learning that it was in the "Holy Sword City" After learning that Wang Yizhi's mysterious disappearance did not have anything to do with the Nangong family, Mo Lan's heart was completely let go, and now seeing Wang Yizhi again, Mo Lan was particularly excited, and wanted to have a good time with Wang Yizhi and eat a good wine, but she saw Wang Yizhi's relaxed and powerful appearance, for Wang Yizhi, and for her own ability to return to the family as soon as possible, she had to implore Wang Yizhi to continue climbing.

Call~

Feeling that the whole body became lighter, Wang Yizhi tentatively jumped twice, exhaled a long breath of air, and threw away the robe full of dirt and white turned black, a body of strong and beautiful muscles, full of three-dimensional appearance, Wang Yizhi looked down at the huge scar on the left chest that was about to return to normal, due to the heavy fall under the pressure, it began to ooze a trace of blood outward again, and shook his head helplessly, and said in his heart: "This injury, when will it be healed?"

The weight of the "Sand Crystal Spirit Stone" weighing hundreds of catties on his body was missing, and Wang Yizhi climbed to the height of roller skating again, without spending too much energy and physical strength, but the speed was even slower than just now, and every time he was able to lift his legs, he was extremely slow.

"It's smart"

In the corner of the "Book Pavilion" of the Holy Courtyard, in the air pavilion in the middle of the ocean of ten thousand volumes of exercises, there is a lazy half-lying stone bench in the pavilion, with his head and feet suspended in the air, only a small stone bench is held up by the waist, giving people a feeling of twisting, always feeling that the old man will be uncomfortable with such behavior, but the old man is content, looking like the old god is enjoying himself, his heavy eyelids are slightly raised, but he still does not open, but the corners of his mouth show a faint smile, so he mutters a word and no longer speaks.

"Slowly adapting, the body's endurance has really become a lot stronger"

Wang Yizhi's palm was raised high, groping around, and after picking a hole again, he held it tightly, and after his feet reached the landing point, he continued to grope, and his outstretched hand was tightly attached to the smooth stone wall to grope, and no matter how long it took to get to the hole first, he kept an unhurried speed, and the pressure on his body did not increase much to some extent, as if he ignored Wang Yizhi, but even if there was a lot less oppression, the oppression that Wang Yizhi endured was still not something ordinary people could imagine.

The tightly distributed pores on Wang Yizhi's wheat-colored and tight body began to shrink under the action of oppression, so as to reduce the pressure on Wang Yizhi's body, and it is also a bodily function to protect itself, under appropriate compression, the impurities in the body will be squeezed out, but once the critical point of the maximum compression that the body can bear, the open pores will withstand the impact and corrosion of the huge water flow like a concave stone in the mountain rapids, and the stone with a smooth surface can avoid the influence of the water flow to the greatest extent.

"Open~"

With Wang Yizhi's loud shout, the millions of pores around Wang Yizhi's body instantly opened, and in the face of the oppression ushered in in an instant, Wang Yizhi was like a sieve, constantly accepting the oppression to wreak havoc in his body.

Puff~

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, and the huge impact caused the pores around Wang Yizhi's body to be torn and strained by huge compression, and the black dirt on the pores around his body was washed out with a little bit of blood-red blood, forming a dark red mud on the surface of Wang Yizhi's skin.

Wang Yizhi sneered, feeling the pores around his body like insects wriggling, gnawing on the pores around him, this feeling was accompanied by the tearing pain caused by the oppression, so that Wang Yizhi had to stop again, quietly waiting for his body to adapt to the spiritual power around him.

"Groove"

Wang Yizhi originally wanted to take this opportunity to make himself like being on the "Nine Heavens Sealing Demon List" Generally carry out a comprehensive washing of the body, but it is ignored that the two are just godlike, for a while, the pores around the body become huge, each pore is tightly connected, although Wang Yizhi can not see, but can clearly feel the flow of dirt and blood spilled around the body, Wang Yizhi seems to have seen himself become a humanoid sieve, and quickly began to control the pores around the body to close, but it is easy to take a boat along the river, it is difficult to go upstream, Wang Yizhi can not control the closure of the pores around the body at all, can only feel that he is like a funnel sieve from the body to the outside of the dirt and blood, this consumption is a huge load on Wang Yizhi's bodyIt didn't take long for Wang Yizhi to feel that his body was a little unbearable, but he was unwilling to give up again, because this time he gave up, Wang Yizhi would only fail to meet him, and most of the height was known at the moment, whether he was lying down or falling, Wang Yizhi would not be allowed to try again.

"It's up to you"

Wang Yizhi took out the black stick in his hand with difficulty, and it appeared in the hollow, Wang Yizhi was gambling, betting that the hole in front of him was deep enough to put down the entire black stick, and the black stick would slip off, and the huge gravity would be extremely fatal to Wang Yizhi at this moment.

Call~

Wang Yizhi grabbed the black stick tightly with both hands and his right hand, took out the "flower fruit" from the ring with his left hand and placed it next to his mouth with difficulty, and began to eat tastelessly, fortunately, the "flower fruit" melted in his mouth, and Wang Yizhi did not need to chew it with physical strength.

"Not enough"

Feeling that the replenishment in the body was just flat, Wang Yizhi was a little anxious, and a feeling of powerlessness rose in his heart, although he didn't want to give up, but the continuous flow of blood in his body was extremely fatal to him, but after a moment's effort, he already had dizzy symptoms, and if he took a step closer, he was likely to go into shock on the spot because the blood in his body dried up.

"Potato ......"

The types of things in Wang Yizhi's Na Ring are very simple, and the huge Na Ring is divided into three areas, one is a bunch of spiritual fruits, one is a potato, and then there is an animal skin package and a bunch of "sand crystal spirit stones" , Since the spirit fruit can't replenish qi and blood, then there is only to try potatoes, otherwise you can only give up, although Wang Yizhi does not have much hope for the vegetarian potato diet, but he is unwilling to give up the glory of the Nine Palaces that is close at hand but far away in the sky, he doesn't care about this glory at all, can he not do it, the resources of the Holy Courtyard are the reason why he makes him so desperate, he misses this opportunity, he doesn't know who will fall on this kind of good thing next time.

The reason why Wang Yizhi is reluctant to give up so easily, in fact, there is a big reason for this and Mo Lan and Nangong Jackie Chan, because their cultivation is not clear to Wang Yizhi, which shows that they are very likely to be better than his cultivation, and as far as Yu Jian said, all the five halls are above the cultivation of the Linghe Realm, and Wang Yizhi is still just a monk in the late stage of Linghu, and even the Great Perfection has not yet been reached, this huge gap makes Wang Yizhi feel pressure, he knows the truth that there are people outside the mountains, and he does not want to compare with others, but this does not mean that Wang Yizhi does not want to become stronger。

"Fuck my uncle, I'm such a bastard"

Regarding his stupid approach, Wang Yizhi looked at Najie Potato, and had to hope for its helplessness, and couldn't help but start to question himself.