Since he is already a cultivator, Zhang Yi naturally has some understanding of this world, and those who cultivate are immortals in the world.

In fact, immortals are also human beings, but cultivators are far more powerful than those in the mortal world, so they will set foot on the altar and be deified.

Cultivators are also strong and weak, and they have some levels of great cultivation, and Zhang Yi naturally understands them clearly.

Subtlety, Qi Induction, Gathering Spirit, Yuan Dan, Not Confused, Purple Mansion, Cave Void, Chenyu, Tianxian, this is the level of all cultivators, each level, divided into nine small stages, when the ninth stage is reached, it will break through, and Zhang Yi at this moment is the subtle realm.

Although I don't know how strong each big level is now, but thinking about Bai Fan's movement in the sky, those mysterious black robes and swords are united and break through the sky, it is really envious, and Zhang Yi is also full of expectations for this.

"Blood Elder, I don't know what realm I am now?" Zhang Yi, who was originally sitting cross-legged on the ground, slowly opened his eyes, his divine sense entered his body, and he began to talk to the blood demon.

However, the Blood Demon is very different from his title, the whole person seems quite easy-going, with a kind face, which makes Zhang Yi feel good, and he often comes to chat with the Blood Demon.

Zhang Yi's question made the Blood Demon silent for a moment, and said with some uncertainty: "You should be in the seventh layer, cultivate more, and it won't take long to break through to the stage of qi induction, and at that time, you can comprehend the mysteries of heaven and earth!" There was a hint of yearning in his tone, as if there was something to remember. Zhang Yi, who has already lived a lifetime, can naturally hear everything, but he understands that even if he asks, the blood demon will not tell him, so he pretends not to know.

The two were silent, and after a while, the Blood Demon sighed faintly and said, "In the future, when Bai Fan comes to you, you will show your cultivation to him, maybe he will cultivate you more, as for his wolf ambition, hmph, it will eventually be empty, don't pay attention to it." After speaking, the blood flashed, and it was submerged into the blood beads.

Zhang Yi also understands that if he wants to not be controlled by Bai Fan in the future, only by showing his cultivation talent can he have a chance to get out of the clutches.

Retracted his thoughts, pondered for a while, and made a decision in his heart, he picked up the cultivation method that Bai Fan put in the room and began to practice, after all, what he wanted to do was to hide people's eyes and ears.

After another half a month, Bai Fan came as usual, and searched in Zhang Yi's mind again on the grounds of urging Zhang Yi to cultivate, but this time, Zhang Yi had already had a countermeasure, and discussed with the Blood Demon in advance, and when Bai Fan searched for Zhang Yi's memory, he moved his hands and feet, giving an illusion that he knew where the blood-killing beads were, but he couldn't remember them clearly.

In doing so, he was afraid that Bai Fan would not gain a trace, and in the end he would be impatient and kill himself, which was also possible, so Zhang Yi was unwilling to take risks, so he made this decision, which was really helpless.

With the news, Bai Fan's always gloomy face also smiled, and the whereabouts of the blood bead appeared, he was naturally happy, he had been lukewarm to Zhang Yi originally, but at this moment, he also had some more words, shh

In the face of Bai Fan's concern, Zhang Yi watched coldly, Bai Fan's wolf ambition, Zhang Yi naturally knew, so he was not moved at all.

Bai Fan asked for a while, but he still didn't get anything, so he had to pretend to ask Zhang Yi about his cultivation, and when he learned that Zhang Yi was already the seventh layer of the microscopic level, he was shocked, and immediately accepted Zhang Yi into the room as a disciple, and said that he would inherit the mantle.

Regarding Bai Fan's words, Zhang Yi just laughed and dismissed it, he and Bai Fan would sooner or later embark on the road of hostility and become the sect master of this Demon God Sect, Zhang Yi never thought about it.

When he said, Bai Fan took Zhang Yi out of the door, and announced in front of all the elder disciples that Zhang Yi was his second disciple.

With the announcement of the news, the Demon God Sect reacted differently, some were envious, some were jealous, some were disdainful, and even worse, there was hatred in their eyes.

But everyone has a common question, where did this Zhang Yi come from and why he suddenly became Bai Fan's disciple.

Everyone's eyes shifted from Zhang Yi to a young man in a white robe, about sixteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, like a weak scholar.

The young man's name is Li Yichen, he is a big disciple of Bai Fan, and he is already the heir to the Demon God Sect, but he didn't think about it, and he killed Zhang Yi halfway, and undoubtedly became his competitor.

Feeling that everyone's eyes were focused on him, Li Yichen smiled slightly, walked in front of Zhang Yi, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, if you have any questions about cultivation in the future, you can ask me, and I will definitely tell you one by one." As he spoke, he patted Zhang Yi lightly on the shoulder, which seemed to be very intimate.

Everyone looked at Li Yichen's appearance, a little stunned, and then their eyes were full of appreciation, Li Yichen's generosity is undoubtedly the best candidate for teaching, that Zhang Yi is still young now, and there is nothing to worry about, so Li Yichen's current actions make those who watch the excitement convinced.

Zhang Yi was the only one, his heart was chilling, just now when Li Yichen was patting him on the shoulder, a cold true qi entered his body and wreaked havoc in his body, although it could not bring him harm, but it made Zhang Yi's true qi in his body a little disordered, it seems that if it wasn't for the blood demon to act in time, I don't know what the consequences would be.

Knowing everything, Zhang Yi looked at Li Yichen coldly, but did not speak, Li Yichen's actions, he could only pretend to be at a loss, and did not reveal it.

And Li Yichen approached Zhang Yi, seeing his blank look, he relaxed his lips as if smiling, and did not make a sound, but Zhang Yi understood what he wanted to say.

"I can play you to death at any time, even if you cultivate for a hundred years, you won't be my opponent!" After speaking, he turned his head, regained his kind smile again, nodded to everyone, and returned to the crowd.

Li Yichen's small movements, others didn't see it, but Bai Fan saw it really, but he didn't break it, after all, Li Yichen was his real disciple, and Zhang Yi was just to snatch the blood beads, once the blood beads were in his hands, Zhang Yi could be put aside.

Zhang Yi returned to the room, it was already night, sitting on the bed, thinking about everything that happened today, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hang a sneer, although he was now the second disciple of the Demon God Sect Master, but how many people were convinced, he even saw the hatred in the eyes of some young disciples.

"Li Yichen, I will remember everything I said today, and I will return it in the future. In a moment, Zhang Yi's body emitted a burst of bloody light.

The blood-colored true qi in his body was also constantly flowing, as if it was helping him transform his body.

In the subtle stage, there is a weak true qi in the body, which slowly changes the direction of the meridians, making the body more suitable for cultivation.

But Zhang Yi is different, with the help of the blood beads, in just a few days, it is the seventh layer of subtlety, which is quite a considerable speed.

After cultivating all night, he felt that his cultivation had improved, Zhang Yi was quite satisfied, got up and cleaned up, and walked towards the arena that Bai Fan said yesterday.

This is the place where all the disciples of the Demon God Sect hit the teaching, and all the disciples will gather here every morning to let the elders of the sect guide them to cultivate, and then ask for advice. When the elders leave, they will discuss and learn from each other.

When Zhang Yi came, the elders in the door had already left, in the arena, it was very lively, the disciples of the door were learning from each other, it was not lively, Zhang Yi saw it in his eyes, but shook his head slightly, these competitions all looked gorgeous, but there was no trace of it in actual combat, in other words, if Zhang Yi was equal in strength to them, it must be Zhang Yisheng, because of his ten-year killer career, every time Zhang Yi made a shot, it was simple and direct, and it was also the most effective.

A person silently walked to the corner, looking at the people who came and went, gorgeous collisions, and studied them carefully, in his opinion, the people on the stage often showed flaws, but his opponent did not find it, and he missed almost.

"Alas!" sighed softly, shook his head, and prepared to return to his room to continue his cultivation. But as soon as he turned around, a familiar figure stood in front of him.

"Senior Brother Yichen. The person who came was Li Yichen, in fact, he had already seen Zhang Yi, but he didn't come to greet him, but he saw that Zhang Yi was about to leave, but stepped forward to block it.

"Senior brother, when you come to this arena, why don't you go up to compete and compete, I'll help you find a suitable opponent!" After Li Yichen finished speaking, regardless of whether Zhang Yi agreed or not, he glanced at the entire arena and shouted at a fat boy in front of him, about twelve or thirteen years old: "Zhou Chen, you come to point out Senior Brother Zhang Yi!"

Hearing Li Yichen call himself, Zhou Chen smiled, walked to Zhang Yi's side, and pulled Zhang Yi onto the competition platform. Zhang Yi had resisted, but there was a big difference in strength, and he couldn't break free at all, so he only reluctantly came to the competition platform.

"Senior Brother Zhang Yi, admit it!" Zhou Chen said hello, then stood in place and pulled out of the stance.

Looking at Zhou Chen's appearance and then at Li Yichen, Zhang Yi understood that all of this was deliberately targeted at him by Li Yichen and deliberately embarrassed.

"Look at the move!" Zhou Chen snorted softly, stepped on his feet, quickly approached Zhang Yi, and waved his fist quickly, the whirring fist wind blew directly on Zhang Yi's skin in pain, but fortunately, the killer's sensitivity allowed him to avoid it again and again.

"I don't see you're pretty good, go on. Zhou Chen didn't know whether to mock or admire, and his fists danced faster. This time, Zhang Yi was not so easy to dodge.

There was a muffled sound, and Zhang Yi took two steps back and sat on the ground.

"Hehe!" Zhou Chen didn't intend to let him go, he jumped suddenly, came to his side, and smashed down with another punch.

Then at this moment, Zhang Yi was not flustered, the killer's calmness appeared on his body again, only to see that when Zhou Chen's attack fell, he rolled on the spot, avoided it, and then flipped it lightly, stood up, and looked at the flaw in Zhou Chen's lower abdomen, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and with a strong momentum, he smashed out with a punch.

;