Zhou Yi was very comfortable at this time, and all the true qi of an innate realm martial artist was poured into the dantian qi sea, making him finally feel a feeling full of power.

Although it is still the cultivation of the eighth layer of the day after tomorrow, as long as the remaining few pictures of the "Northern Spiritual Skill" are practiced, I believe that they can completely reach the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow.

As for innocence, it may still need chance.

Zhou Yi hung in the air, feeling that the vines in his hands were becoming more and more overwhelmed, and they would break at any time.

began to rack his brains to protect himself, not knowing if his Northern Darkness True Qi could protect his body.

With a "snap", the vine finally broke.

The body fell towards the bottom of the sinkhole, and Zhou Yi used all the Northern Darkness True Qi to his head and internal organs, trying to protect the vital point.

The speed of the fall was very fast, almost instantaneously fell to the ground, the legs hit the ground first, and then rolled sideways to try to slow down the impact, but the height of nearly 100 meters was limited.

A piercing pain hit his heart in his leg and the right half of his body, and Zhou Yi estimated that he might have broken it, and then the huge impact made him unconscious.

In fact, the defense of the Northern Darkness True Qi is already very good, plus he once bathed in dragon blood, and his body is far better than that of ordinary acquired martial artists, otherwise falling from such a high place, it is definitely like the corpse of Jian Tong in the place where he just fell, his bones are shattered, and his internal organs are broken and he dies.

At the bottom of the sinkhole, there are nearly a thousand feet in circumference, and there is a layer of soil on the ground, but there is no grass. There is a hole in the north and south directions, and the hole is circular and has the size of two zhang.

Zhou Yi had just fainted for a moment, and a purple-robed old man walked out of the north cave, looking like a fairy wind bone. It's just that the hair, eyebrows, beard, and skin of this old man are all purple, and the whole person is shrouded in purple light.

The purple-robed old man slowly walked in front of Zhou Yi and sighed softly: "It's finally here!"

Then I saw him stretch out his right hand, palm facing Zhou Yi, and there was no other movement, Zhou Yi's body was slowly wrapped in a purple light and floated.

These purple lights surged into his body, repairing Zhou Yi's broken bones, meridians, and viscera one by one at an astonishing speed. Immediately, he tempered his whole body again, and if he could look inside, he would find that his bones, bone marrow, and blood were all purple, and the gold stained when he was bathed in dragon blood before had all been removed.

At this time, Zhou Yi's body is not only far superior to the acquired martial artist, but I am afraid that the powerhouses of the Innate Three Realms will not be able to compete with him in the pure flesh.

After Zhou Yi's body was repaired and strengthened, the purple-robed old man gently lowered him to the ground, and then sat cross-legged beside him, quietly waiting for him to come to his senses.

This qiē seems so weird.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a day! Zhou Yi finally woke up slowly.

"Hey, isn't my body scarred, why is there no abnormality at all, and I can't feel any pain at all!" After Zhou Yi woke up, he was just trying to feel where he was injured, but he found that his body was healthy and healthy, but he was stronger than before, and he was very surprised.

Turning over and sitting up, he saw the purple-robed old man sitting in front of him, and he vaguely understood what was going on.

"Junior Zhou Yi, thank you seniors for coming to the rescue!" didn't care about the strange appearance of the old man in the purple robe, Zhou Yi respectfully got up and saluted and thanked him.

The purple-robed old man smiled slightly, waved his hand, and said, "When I see the people from my hometown, it is indeed very kind, so I don't have to worry about it!"

The old man's words made Zhou Yi very surprised, I don't know why he said that he was from his hometown, could it be that the old man was also from the Rolick Kingdom.

As if seeing Zhou Yi's doubts, the old man said a word with a faint smile, and then Zhou Yi suddenly felt creepy.

The old man looked at Zhou Yi and said, "Is the Yanhuang bloodline good?"

Zhou Yi came to this world, this is the first time that someone has found that his soul does not belong to this world, but it doesn't feel very terrifying. But then it occurred to me that the old man said that he was from his hometown, so it was difficult to ......

"Seniors are also from Earth?" Zhou Yi asked expectantly, holding back the fear in his heart.

"I'm not from Earth, I'm from the Flood World, and I'm the predecessor of the Earth you said. The old man replied.

"Flood world?" Zhou Yi was a little surprised, he had heard the legend of the flood world in his previous life, but it was a mythical world, and there was no such thing!

The old man didn't care about Zhou Yi's thoughts, but fell into memories, and said to himself: "There was no earth there before, only the desolate world, Dongsheng Shenzhou, South Ganbu Continent, West Niuhe Continent, and North Juluzhou. But the desolation was shattered, and the debris was scattered, and there were many planets, and the earth was one of them. You're the Dongsheng Shenzhou bloodline!"

"Isn't this the myth of the flood?" Zhou Yi was shocked.

"I'm here after the Flood World was shattered, but I'm from the Flood. The old man finally said.

"How do you always see where I come from?" Zhou Yi then asked, he was worried that his soul abnormality was too obvious, and he would be seen by the strong in the future.

"Hehe, don't worry, the mismatch between your soul and body, I have solved it for you just now, and now there is no trouble. But in your mind, there is a huge hidden danger. The old man is simply speechless, the secret of the fate clay tablet or the big roulette wheel of fortune, but it is hidden deeper than the secret of soul travel, and it is actually seen through by this old man at a glance, how can this not make Zhou Yi frightened.

"I'll go meet her!" After speaking, the old man suddenly burrowed into Zhou Yi's mind, and Zhou Yi hurriedly gathered his consciousness and sank into his mind.

In the void, the purple-robed old man stood in the air with a slight smile, and opposite him floated a beautiful girl in a dark purple skirt, her face was a beauty that Zhou Yi had never seen before, to be exact, he had never seen it in two lifetimes. Her beauty cannot be described in words, or Zhou Yi does not have the talent of Cao Zijian, and he cannot make "Luo Shen Fu" to describe the beauty of this woman.

Zhou Yi's mind was blank, but his mouth was chanting: "Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising in the morning." Forced to observe it, the scorching waves appeared. Stretch the neck of the show, the quality of the dew, the fragrance is not added, the lead Huafu Yu. ”

When the purple-clothed girl heard Zhou Yi reciting the sentence describing Luo Shen in "Luo Shen Fu", her face couldn't help but blush slightly, and Zhou Yi couldn't help but be intoxicated.

"I'm familiar with your breath, but you don't belong here?" said the purple-clothed girl, her tone not the coldness and occasional playfulness of the past, but a hint of solemnity.

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhou Yi suddenly realized that she was the clay tablet of fate, and a kind of disappointment between heaven and man suddenly came to his heart. She is a god-like being, and she is just an acquired warrior.

"Don't be nervous, I really don't belong here, I sensed a hint of familiarity in his body, so I came in to meet you with a moment of curiosity. The purple-robed old man still looked light and said slowly.

The girl in purple, or rather the clay tablet of fate, did not say a word, waiting for the old man to continue talking.

"I have never been aware of your existence in this world, why did you choose him?" the old man asked with a smile.

"I brought him to this world, I have been there with you, and your kind have left!" The purple-clothed girl's words made Zhou Yi scratch his head.

"The desolation is shattered, and they choose to leave, I know, but there are so many options here, why bring him over there. The old man then asked.

The purple-clothed girl hesitated for a moment, but then continued: "Because his soul can escape their perception, I choose him, they can't know!"

"You want to fuse them?" the old man's calm demeanor changed slightly, and his voice carried a hint of solemnity.

"Yes, it's not reasonable here now, it's better to be desolate!" the purple-clothed girl's tone revealed a hint of firmness.

The old man stopped talking, but just stood in the air, closed his eyes, and seemed to be thinking about something. The girl in purple didn't say anything, but her eyes turned to Zhou Yi, with a hint of inexplicable meaning in her eyes, and Zhou Yi was dazed for a while, and she didn't know what to do. What happened now was beyond his imagination.

Zhou Yi is just an ordinary traverser, this is the feeling until he met the old man in the purple robe, he always thought that he was a lucky person, one day he was hit by a pie falling from the sky, and then came to this world inexplicably. He always thought that with such a big golden finger, he would definitely be able to do something earth-shattering in this world. This is also the experience of the protagonist in the previous life of watching a time-traveling novel. He thinks that he is also the protagonist of the novel now, so he has been wandering around the world with a game mentality. Until the relatives he valued were ruthlessly killed by the strong people in this world, he only had a revenge mentality to become stronger, but he still had the mentality of playing the world.

Now, Zhou Yi is confused, it seems that Yiqiē is not what he imagined, there are other hidden secrets in this, and he was deliberately brought by the lucky clay tablet.

After a long time, the old man opened his eyes and said slowly: "You are right, what happened here is not reasonable, he is indeed the only choice." Your idea has the potential to come true, but why would you want him to embark on this inappropriate martial path?"

The purple-clothed girl turned her head, looked at the old man and said, "That correct path must be understood by himself, otherwise I can't rashly tell him a qiē, you can think that this is also a test?"

The old man shook his head: "His current mentality is really not suitable for knowing too much, you choose this place, it can indeed test him." But this qiē is not fair to him!"

"I have wandered with you for tens of millions of years, and I have heard this sentence on the earth: Heaven will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act disorderly. Without these trials, how could he have endured such great benefits? The purple-clothed girl's voice was once again as cold as Zhou Yi was familiar with.

The purple-robed old man pondered for a moment and said, "Heavenly Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, and one is gone." It seems that I have come here as I expected, waiting for the people from there, and I already understand the meaning of the Great Dao, in this case, how can I not act according to the arrangement of the Great Dao, and simply fulfill you. ”

After speaking, the purple-robed old man suddenly pointed towards Zhou Yi, and his body began to dissipate faintly, and Zhou Yi's consciousness body in the void gradually disappeared.

The purple-clothed girl looked at Yiqiē in front of her, didn't stop it, just twitched the corners of her mouth, and muttered, "It's really short!"