Chu Li originally thought that Liu Ping'an's trip would take at least a month, but who knew that early on the morning of the seventh day, he saw the young man who was staggering from a distance.

"Peace, how do you ....."

Before Chu Li could finish speaking, Liu Ping'an fell to his knees with a thud.

"Bang bang bang!"

After three rings, Chu Li saw that the young man had fainted to the ground, and there were still tears on his face.

After that, Chu Li felt that his apprentice seemed to be crazy.

"Peace, why don't you go and eradicate this gang of bandits for you?"

Where can Liu Ping'an's matter be hidden from Chu Li, and he will know what happened in a few days.

But what else could Chu Li say besides sighing.

In this world, the strong are in control of everything, and the weak, whether it is life or everything they cherish, are nothing in the eyes of the strong.

Chu Li is also weak, he can't even protect his most beloved person.

"Master, the disciple's enemy disciple must be avenged with his own hands, if the master makes a move, the disciple will hate you for the rest of his life. ”

Liu Ping'an wrapped the healing herbs that Chu Li had prepared for him on the shattered tiger's mouth, and regardless of the blood on his hands, he lifted his sword and continued to practice the swordsmanship given to him by Chu Li against a big stone.

Chop, chop, stab.

Liu Ping'an didn't know that Chu Li used the rarest medicinal herbs in the world, and even those immortal cultivators who flew away from the sky had to salivate over the treasures.

With the body of a mortal, the use of so many precious medicinal materials, coupled with Chu Li's careful teaching, even if Liu Ping'an is not very old, it can be regarded as extraordinary.

In the tenth year, Liu Ping'an said goodbye to Chu.

He wanted to try, try to avenge the blood of the sea.

Chu Li naturally won't stop it.

In Chu Li's opinion, if it is an eagle, it should spread its wings and fly high, even if it breaks its wings, it is still arrogant.

Liu Ping'an left, and Chu Li continued to practice in the Sinking Blood Abyss.

As for what he was practicing, he didn't know.

That day, he inadvertently absorbed the divine consciousness and spiritual energy left by countless monks for thousands of years, and Chu Li, who thought he was sure to die, woke up to find that he was already on the Middle-earth continent.

He knew that this should be another Chu Li who appeared and saved him, and he couldn't help but thank himself silently in his heart.

After that, Chu Li found that his dantian and sea of consciousness were filled with pure consciousness and aura that were not under his control.

There was a strange recipe in his mind, and the beginning of the recipe was another Chu Li's entrustment, which meant that he should follow the cultivation above.

So he has been refining the aura in his body over and over again in accordance with the content of the formula for decades.

In fact, if you count the years, Chu Li is already an old man in his seventies.

When he was more than ten years old, he joined the army, fought for more than ten years, and became famous at the age of nearly thirty, and then he entered the bloody prison, and after twenty years of confusion, he came out of this bloody abyss for another twenty years of penance.

But Chu Li's appearance is still like that of a young man in his twenties, and he does not look old at all.

Chu Li didn't know what kind of realm he had reached, the originally vast galaxy-like aura in the dantian had now been refined to the size of a fist.

But that pure and transparent red liquid, in Chu Li's senses, every drop seemed to contain an amazing aura.

Not only that, in Chu Li's sea of knowledge at this time, the ground that was originally only Zhang Xu Fangyuan had expanded a hundred times, and there seemed to be something to be drilled out on the uneven ground.

The benefits of expanding the sea of consciousness are also obvious, if he spreads all his divine consciousness now, everything within a radius of ten miles will be visible.