Leaving the country of a thousand lakes, He Yi went straight to the direction of Meiyue Bay.

Meiyue Bay used to be the most beautiful bay in the North Sea, where the beach was soft beige, the water was as clear as a mirror, and the bottom of the water was clearly visible at a depth of three or four feet. There are many small fish of different colors in the water of Meiyue Bay, and sand crabs and krill also appear occasionally, and they glow at night, which is intoxicatingly beautiful.

One of the reasons why there is such a good environment is that there is little pollution from the uninhabited nearby, and another reason is that there is a sea and land spiritual vein there, although it is not very high-quality, but it is not worse than some small sects such as the Yuanshan Sect. Over the years, many immortal cultivators have been cultivating in Meiyue Bay for a period of time, if it weren't for the inconvenience of building houses and caves on the coast, and the difficulty of grasping the tide and tsunami, I am afraid that someone would have started a sect here a long time ago.

In comparison, the Ten Thousand Demon Gate is all composed of demon clans, they are originally beasts, and their requirements for housing are not as high as those of humans, and with the help of the demon king, the difficulty of building a house will be much reduced.

He Yi flew at full speed, flew for four days, and stopped on a hill three hundred miles from the coast.

There are still three months before the official establishment of the Ten Thousand Demon Gate, and there are more than two months excluding the time error. Bai Daxia was ready to launch an attack two months later to break the plan of the demon king behind the scenes, and the time in between was actually not long. The Northern Regions are too vast, and it will take a long time for the messengers to come and go, and the monks who can gather in two months are only a small number after all.

He Yi came here in advance, not to survey the environment. For an immortal cultivator of his level, whether it is a mountain or a sea, as long as it is not a special energy field, it will not have much impact on the battle. His purpose is to improve his strength a little while he still has time. After all, the demon clan is powerful, and the demon king doesn't know how many there are, and the number of big demons is even more terrifying. Although he thinks that he has a strong physique, if he is besieged, he is afraid that his life will be lost.

In about two months, on the basis of the Cave Xuan Period, it is impossible to achieve a huge improvement by cultivating the mental method, and the martial arts are now small, and it is not so easy to continue to improve. What he should do now is to familiarize himself with his supernatural powers. Only by mastering the body of Pilu and adapting to his own strength in the state of a dry corpse can he exert his strongest strength in battle.

At the foot of the hill, He Yi held a firewood knife in his hand, and three knife qi were released, and a cave was cut at the bottom of the mountain. The mud and stone of the cave were melted by the hot knife qi, turning into a hard ground, just enough for him to sit cross-legged.

Another sword gas swept through the entrance, and the mud and stone collapsed and sealed the interior, leaving only darkness inside.

As soon as his mind moved, the blood and qi in his body dried up instantly, the muscular membranes completely atrophied, and his beautiful body suddenly became a dead corpse.

He Yi, who had turned into a dry corpse, was still sitting cross-legged, he just needed to adapt to the body of the dry corpse, and he didn't need to deliberately use his magic powers to run and jump outside. Just sit quietly and use your mind to explore your dry body. Although this method is not as good as the constant fighting of the avatar dry corpse, it is the most suitable for the moment. Hiding in here, as long as he doesn't exude momentum, the corpse-like existence will not be discovered at all. After all, there are so many dead people buried on the earth, and immortal cultivators will not be so bored that they will always infiltrate their minds into the ground to explore the internal situation.

Turning into a corpse, his five senses were lowered to the lowest point, especially the sense of touch, which was almost lost, but his mind had nothing to do with his body, but it was not affected. He looked inward, starting from his heart to see what was going on in his body.

The parched heart was like a crumpled dark red peach, and the atria and ventricles were empty, except for a little crimson light left on the walls of the heart. That's Blood Bodhi. He Yi knew, but he hadn't seen it. He didn't know what the body of the Blood Bodhi was like, and he didn't know how Yun Qi refined the Blood Bodhi into his body. He was so immersed in the grief of losing a loved one that he didn't have time to think about it. Now that he was contemplating, he sensed a powerful vitality in the little red light on the wall of his heart, which was not the vitality of a mountain stream spring, but the source of vitality produced like a spring. Vaguely, he still felt that this red light was very kind, and he couldn't say why, maybe because it was rooted in his heart, bearing the heavy responsibility of the lighthouse he had restored from the corpse.

Speaking of which, ever since he sank his grief to the bottom of his heart and started over, he has been wondering what Blood Bodhi is. There is no doubt that it is an extremely precious treasure of heaven and earth, but where does it come from? Does it grow on a tree or condensed in a stone? He knew almost nothing about this thing, and when he was trapped in the enchantment, he asked Yun Xuan many times, but the answer he got was "I can't tell you unless my sister agrees to give it to you".

Perhaps, Blood Bodhi is the secret of Yuchen Palace.

However, this is one of the treasures needed for the cultivation of the true body of Pilu, it should not be only available in Yuchen Palace, otherwise wouldn't others have to cultivate the "Pilu Sutra"?

Just a blood Bodhi made him have no clue, if he didn't happen to know Yun Xuan, I was afraid that he would not be able to get it from Yun Qi in his life. And to continue to practice, you also need Solo fruit and divine blood. Divine blood is easier to recognize, it is a treasure needed to break through from Zhiwei to oneness, and it is expected that it is likely to be the essence blood of the existence of the Heavenly Immortal level. As for the Solo fruit, he had no choice. The name of the Thoreau fruit is not unusual, and he has seen it occasionally in the novel, and it is almost certainly the fruit of a sacred tree called the Thoreau tree. However, he had no idea what kind of existence the Thoreau Divine Tree was in the realm of mountains and seas, and how precious it was. Not to mention him, even Yun Xuan, who has read countless ancient books, doesn't know what this thing is, and the rarity of this thing can be seen.

In addition to the ice crystal chalcedony, the three strange things are very difficult to obtain, the Pilu Sutra is powerful, and the difficulty of cultivation is also terrifying.

Thoughts swim through the heart and then along the veins to the body.

He had a picture in his mind, and everything he saw was as dry as old tree bark. The meridians are atrophied, the internal organs are all atrophied, and even the brain is atrophied, and when he penetrates his mind into the muscles, he sees that the lean meat that has lost its blood is no different from meat floss, and he can eat it with a little salt or sugar. Looking at the bones again, the hard bones did not have the shiny skin that a living person should have, and the dry surface made him almost think that it was an old bone that was exposed to the wind and sun, and shattered when touched.

It was a body that was no different from a real corpse, but it contained three times the power of his flesh and blood body. The truth is incomprehensible, he is just a cultivator, not the creator of the exercises, and he is completely unable to touch this kind of profound thing.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but admire those predecessors who created the cultivation exercises, if it weren't for their wisdom and cultivation, there wouldn't be so many immortal cultivators flying around in this world. The predecessors planted trees and the descendants enjoyed the shade, as the younger generation, they were really happy.

The Vilu Sutra is very profound, and there are seven other parts of the spiritual void that are as high as it, and all of them were created by the ancestor Liu Shangxuan alone. That otherworldly, unparalleled Shangxuan Dao Venerable is a legendary existence in the eyes of many people, and there is almost no one who knows him who is not impressed by him.

He Yi thought about it, and suddenly recalled the first page of his note.

Who is the main character?

Lin Yanzhi is the protagonist, Liu Shangxuan is the protagonist, Bai Daxia is also the protagonist, as well as Ximen Fan, Chang Le, Qin Qin and others, they have all experienced many stories and play the most important role in their own stories. And what about himself, with the firewood knife and the fragment of the Tianyance, he is probably also a protagonist, right?

Hehe.

The effect of Viru's corpse had passed, and his flesh was once again full as if it were inflated.

From three times the strength to three percent, he has a sense of huge disparity. After calming down his qi and blood a little, he closed his eyes and ran the Vilu Mental Method for a great week, before he opened his eyes and took out his notes from the Sumeru ring.

Flipping through the notes, the last sentence on the first page made him smile for himself at that time.

――I am me, not the protagonist. I live for myself, not for a book. I went through my own life, not a plot that someone had set for me. My destiny is up to me, my story is written by me!

After the smile, there was another wry smile.

As his own author, he seems to be a little incompetent, causing his heroine to die early, leaving a five-hundred-year foreshadowing. To be honest, this kind of writing technique is very annoying to him. But there was a foreshadowing, which at least left him a little hope.

The second page is written for Qianyao and Yanzhi. More than ten years later, he still regards these two people as the two people he should remember the most.

The third page was written in the burial pond after the death of the white warbler. The delicate word "绰" made his heart throb for a while.

Caressing that word, it was as if touching her face, warm and sweet.

The fourth page was written on the day he confessed. The mood of that day is indescribable, and the feeling is still very clear. It's just that it's fermented into a sour taste.

The fifth page was written after leaving the Yuchen Palace. He didn't dare to look more and turned to the next page.

The sixth page was written on the night I left Lingxu, just a few months have passed, and the mood at that time is a little different from the present.

He took out the pen, thought about it, and put it away again. This notebook, he doesn't touch often, and only writes a page after something memorable happens.

Putting away his things, He Yi continued to operate his mind and recovered his weakened body after casting the divine passage.

In the following time, he was exerting his magical powers, familiarizing himself with the state of the dried corpse with his mind, as well as operating his mental method, and meditating into concentration.

The practice always passed quickly, and more than a month passed in just a few supernatural powers. Over the course of more than a month, he came to the conclusion that the duration of Vilu's corpse was one hour, and that it would take twenty-four hours for him to return to his best state after performing his corpse, and that if he used his supernatural powers again before he had fully recovered, the time it would take to recover would be tripled.

He couldn't help but find that it turned out that casting it was the same as playing an online game, with a cooldown time.