"For many years, I haven't seen a monk who is still successful. An old, deep voice floated through the cave, and as the voice appeared, the place suddenly brightened.

Tang Yi stared for a moment, but he didn't panic, he just thought secretly, he was still inexperienced, and he never thought that there was a master here.

In the blink of an eye, a trembling figure gradually became clear. Tang Yi was a little surprised, not because of this person who escaped his own perception, but because Tang Yi had just come to perceive that he was meditating outside the waterfall, but in his thoughts, he was only in the foundation building period, although he was only half a step away from being able to complete, but it was still only foundation building.

In front of him was an old man, holding a bamboo cane, not only looking old, but indeed old. In practice, there are not a few people who look like they are dying and decrepit, but their inner vitality is endless. This person has a feeling of declining.

Tang Yiwan didn't expect that he would be able to find himself and break through his realm in one mouthful.

Since the first monk in heaven and earth, I don't know how many thousands of years, I don't know how many generations, and I don't know how many people in the world seek the Tao, but the method of determining each other's status will always depend only on cultivation. Each great realm is very different, from Qi training to foundation building, and even more so from foundation building to returning Dan.

Tang Yi was clear in his heart, no matter how he looked at it, this person was only in the foundation realm. Sometimes it's too normal, and that means it's too unusual.

"Your Excellency?" Tang Yi smiled, stood still with his hands in his hands, his face was already elegant, and his demeanor was more graceful, not as if he had sneaked in and was broken, but asked like a master.

The old man smiled very kindly, and the wrinkles on his face were dense: "Old man Qian Duobao is now the head of this green dirt gate." He seemed to be a little out of breath, and paused before asking, "Who is Childe?"

"Tang Yi. Without hesitation, he said it directly, and his tone was still so gentle.

The old man seemed to like Tang Yi's pleasure very much, and smiled even more happily, just like the kind neighbor's parents, but it was obvious that he was not as simple as he appeared.

In many cases, the two sides of the confrontation do not find much in common, the intruder is questioned why he is here, and the host is denounced for the conspiracy.

But the wonderful thing is that neither of these two people had either, and after exchanging names, no one said those decent or villain nonsense, and directly chose to do it.

Facing Tang Yi, a high-ranking person, Qian Duobao did not hesitate or fear, and there was a faint ...... in his cloudy eyes Excited?

This excitement was not hidden, it was easily captured by Tang Yi, and he naturally paid more attention to it in his heart.

Qian Duobao's whole person slid against the ground like chasing the wind and lightning, and the bamboo cane in his right hand turned into a sharp sword, stabbing at Tang Yi suddenly. This move is not like a monk who has built a foundation, but more like a swordsmanship master in the martial arts.

......

The blow seemed to be huge, but it was a slight trick. Tang Yi was calm, his body did not move, the word "Yu" suddenly came into the air, and the aura faintly protected his body, the old man's means were useless, as if he had hit the copper wall, and the fierce reaction force made him fly out upside down, and before his body touched the ground, he was torn apart, and the blood mist was sprinkled all over the sky, with the sound of gurgling water, there was a strange beauty.

Watching this strange scene, Tang Yi did not have a trace of happiness, but was more cautious, things are by no means so simple, Qian Duobao will definitely not be sent to death rashly, the more he will be old, the more he will spare his life, especially like him, he cherishes every moment of existence.

Sure enough, the blood mist in the sky and the minced flesh on the ground quickly fused together, and in an instant, they reformed a human form.

The reborn Qian Duobao looks even older, if it is said that it was a waning day just now, now it is even more lifeless, a seemingly lifeless "person".

But the smile on his face was still gentle, and he didn't regret the mistake just now, stared at Tang Yi closely, and said sincerely: "Thank you." ”

These two words are said very seriously and attentively, and Tang Yi can't help but believe it, this is a sentence from the bottom of his heart.

Tang Yifu smiled, naturally he would not be bored enough to ask him why he thanked him, and Qian Duobao would not be idiotic enough to take the initiative to explain this problem.

It's just that Tang Yi is a little unclear, why this sect has been so unusually quiet so far, although the battle between the two is not earth-shattering, it is impossible for all to leak without air. The monk is not blind or deaf, on the contrary, he is more perceptive than ordinary people, and now he is surrounded by many people.

In an instant, Qian Duobao's body was full of blood, the whole mountain peak shook the mountain, Tang Yi sensed it, and groups of disciples came together, all standing around the waterfall, just with dull faces and silent faces.

The fool also knew that the situation was not good, not to mention that Tang Yi was not a fool, how could he wait for his momentum to rise to the top, wave his sleeves, and several clear lights shot away, like a phantom star falling, endlessly, rushing towards Qian Duobao in unison.

These Qingguang are extremely extraordinary, they are one of the few attack techniques that Tang Yi has cultivated, although the power is ordinary, but it is superior to refinement, and it is extremely effective in restraining evil demons.

This Qian Duobao seems to be a true Yuan and upright, Taoist lineage, but this bloody shadow is actually taking the path of evil demons.

Before these few clear rays of light touched Qian Duobao, the disciples outside the cave flew forward and blocked the attack for him.

Seeing this scene, Tang Yi knew in his heart that it must be because these disciples were robbed of their minds.

Tang Yi had endless true yuan in his hands, like a heavenly river falling into the world, pouring down on Qian Duobao! Those disciples were even more like moths to a fire, and as soon as they touched the clear light like flowing water, they turned into blood mist one after another. And Tang Yi did not feel guilty, since he was robbed of his mind, it was no different from death.

It's just that there are a large number of these disciples, which caused Tang Yi's attack to not work instantly. And after those blood mist were absorbed by Qian Duobao, their momentum increased several times, but in just a few breaths, they broke through from the foundation to the realm of returning Dan.