On the surface, Ding Yi only used one move, but in fact, it was a combination of several magical powers and magic to achieve such an effect. This is not the so-called one move that can be eaten all over the world.

If Ding Yi just beat one, it could be said to be a coincidence. In a moment, he beat all eight of them to the ground. This is not a coincidence, but an extremely skillful martial arts and magical powers.

The crotch attack, the last few people were actually prepared, but they still couldn't escape the catastrophe under the crotch...

Everyone looked at Ding Yi, and there was a different expression on their faces.

The strong prey on the weak in the world of cultivation, and the strong are respected. Ding Yi crossed two major levels and easily won with a statement in advance, which made Ding Yi instantly recognized by everyone.

The tall monk covered his crotch and walked towards Ding Yi. Ding Yi looked at him silently.

"My name is Han Shan, that sand island, can you not tell me about this?" Han Shan said.

Ding Yi smiled on his face.

The next thing is much easier. Han Shan doesn't care about Ding Yi, of course he can't care about Ding Yi. He let Ding Yi hang out here, even if he doesn't work, it's nothing. This is called willing to accept the loss.

However, Ding Yi was very conscious. He was alone in the refrigerated ice cellar, doing something within his ability. The Xuan-level monk was beaten by a feather-level monk with one move. This was not a glorious thing. Although everyone also found a lot of excuses that if the island was forbidden to air, he would definitely be able to settle the muddy boy on the sand island. But everyone also admitted that this boy who seemed to have a low cultivation level was not simple.

In private, the eight people also had some speculations about the sand island of the Flower Destroying Sect, but no one would associate him with Ding Yi. After all, it was reported last year that the little demon god Ding Yi had twenty or thirty qualifications and talents and had cultivated to the intermediate level of the mysterious level. Besides, as we all know, the little demon god walked in the world, and there was a top monster next to him with a vertical eye.

The monks who went out to fish in the sea had different catches every time, but it was still very easy to maintain the consumption of the monks on the island. However, after Ding Yi and Cong Lang controlled the sea below, everyone was a little nervous, fearing that they would be attacked by Ding Yi and others. Fortunately, there were a lot of sea fish caught a few days ago, and these excess seafood were specially refrigerated for emergencies.

Ding Yi and Cong Lang did not drive the sirens to attack the fishing monks. This is a very helpless reality. If Ding Yi and the others do this, it will inevitably cause a shortage of food for monks attacking the Mirage Sea. Doing so may force the Yuan-level monks of the empire to increase the attack on the Mirage Sea. This is something Ding Yi would not want to see.

The undersea city is still being built in full swing. More than 70 million people have been safely transferred to the undersea city. The construction speed has exceeded Ding Yi's expectations. The situation on the Mirage Sea is very serious. Every day, thousands of heroic warriors sacrifice themselves, and even many envoys have sacrificed gloriously.

Mirage is the training ground for the empire, but it is the pain and sadness of Ding Yi and the others. The strength of both sides is extremely unequal. Before Mirage's cultivation technology develops, this passive beating situation may last for a long time.

Emerald Island is just a transit island in the rear, and it is difficult to obtain the important information Ding Yi wants here. For Ding Yi, this is just his transit station, and it is a temporary destination for him to bleach his identity. If he wants to obtain the information he needs, he will definitely attract the attention of some big shots and be favored by a big shot.

Ding Yi was still thinking about the next step of action, Han Shan walked by

Come.

"Shadao, today's mission is over. You can prepare for it. In half an hour, the meal will be started."

Ding Yi looked at the tall man in front of him. This tall and thin monk was a mid-level Feng Xiu, and Ding Yi had a little affection for him.

Most people will not accept the result of being defeated by a feather-level monk. Ding Yi has the magical power of ears. Although Ding Yi stays away from everyone, Ding Yi is heard in his conversations.

Han Shan is the highest-level monk here. He calmly accepted the failure, rather than placing various reasons like others. Cultivators with this kind of mind often go further. Ding Yi has a good impression of him.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Han." Ding Yi thanked Han Shan.

Han Shan nodded, he hesitated for a moment, lowered his voice, and asked Ding Yi: "Junior Brother Sha, there are no people here. Tell me the truth. When you fought with me before, in addition to the magical powers of the wood system, you should have used other magical methods..."

How could Ding Yi tell him the truth? He smiled slightly.

"I won't tell you my secret."

Han Shan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Ding Yi said again: "Senior Brother Han, there is a reason why I can defeat you. I used to be a Xuan-level cultivator. Although my cultivation has been reduced a lot, my eyesight and knowledge have not been lost."

The expression on Han Shan’s face became much softer.

"No wonder, you are so sharp. You fight eight of us alone and win the battle. So that's it. Can I ask, is the reason why your cultivation has declined? Don't get me wrong. I know a senior who is the saint of Xinglin. Maybe I ask him to come forward and can help you with treatment." Han Shan said.

How could Ding Yi have someone to treat him? Although the magical spirit technique he used can deceive many people's eyes, as long as he works, Ding Yi's full-qualified cultivation talent will inevitably be invisible.

Ding Yi hurriedly said, "Thank you again to Senior Brother Han. I just had a problem with my cultivation. Our Flower Destroying Sect also has high-level doctors. My situation is easy to solve. The key is conditioning. I don't think I will be able to recover in a long time."

Han Shan said: "Since this is the case, I won't force my junior brother. In fact, it happened that the senior I know was on the island."

Ding Yi also smiled and said, "You really don't have to worry about Senior Brother Han. By the way, you said this senior, don't know who he is?"

Han Shan said: "This senior is very amazing. He is the famous 'ruthless water and fire' Nie Fengyun."

Ding Yi couldn't help laughing. Ding Yi didn't expect that Nie Fengyun was still proficient in medical skills.

"It turns out that Senior Brother Han is talking about Mr. Nie. In fact, this time, the junior brother was able to come to the island, thanks to Mr. Nie's assistance."

After breaking up with Han Shan, Ding Yi went to the square on the island, where many monks were waiting for dinner here, and Ding Yi mixed into the crowd. He did not pay attention to these monks on the island.

These monks who eat in the square are not the targets of Ding Yi. Although these people are mostly Xuan-level masters, these people have no power, and they cannot master the information Ding Yi needs.

Ding Yi wanted to approach the target, in the pavilion. In addition to Nie Fengyun, there were five or six Yuan-level masters on this island.

Ding Yi noticed that Sun Zhong was following Nie Fengyun at this moment. It seemed that his guess was not wrong. Sun Zhong was very likely to be this "ruthless and ruthless" tall football player.

Ding Yi is the red from the green, his low cultivation level is in the human world

The group is particularly eye-catching. In theory, the more ordinary the information should be collected, the more ordinary it should be. It is better not to attract attention. But Ding Yi himself can do anything about it. Who has not restored his cultivation level yet?

Birds of a feather flock together, and the strange creature Ding Yi is destined to be lonely. All those who come to the island with him are promiscuous sons of heaven and darlings of various sects. As for those older ones, they are even more reluctant to pay attention to him.

Ding Yi was pointed at by countless people, "I don't know the height of the world", "I don't know the life or death", "I don't know the arrogance", "I don't know the truth"... This is the saying behind it.

Ding Yi was not bothered. At his level, he had long been immune to such words.

I didn’t have much effort, so it was time for dinner. The island was a buffet, and without exception, everyone was a cultivator. Everyone still followed the rules and had an orderly meal, not a mess.

There were huge iron plates on the hundred stone tables filled with all kinds of food, but mainly seafood. The monks lined up in two groups and received wooden plates in an orderly manner. They went to the iron plates on the stone table to get food that suits their taste.

The fire cultivators on the Emerald Island are of average level. These monks who cook may have never touched the spatula before, but these guys have good fire control skills. All the food is cooked, but the taste is a little worse.

The great masters on the island may also consider the problem of being difficult to adjust. There are several stone tables with ingredients on them. If you don’t bother, you can do it yourself. Anyway, you can have pots, pans, spiritual fire stoves, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

Ding Yi's eyes lit up. This was a good opportunity to approach the top management. In the line, Ding Yi couldn't help but think to himself.

There were twenty sets of stoves and cookware. Ding Yi, as the team advanced, focused his attention on these stoves. He even quickly planned what kind of dishes to make to attract the attention of the masters sitting in the pavilion. You should know that the cook for the masters is not those who have never touched the spatula, they are cooking.

When it was Ding Yi's turn to enter the venue, all twenty stoves were occupied. At this time, the great masters had already started to eat and drink. Ding Yi couldn't help but be very upset, what should I do?

Do you have to wait until tomorrow? Ding Yi doesn't want to wait any longer. He has to do something to turn the situation around.

Ding Yi made up his mind and slowly walked towards the stone platform. The magical power of time, the heavenly spirit technique, and the water polo technique were activated one after another. In an instant, several small-scale spaces of the stone platform appeared, and the time stagnation occurred. The stagnation time was very short, only at 0:3 seconds. At the same time, a powerful force in heaven and earth suddenly appeared...

Someone for no reason dropped the pot, while another guy who made a fire to cook, the boiling oil in the pot suddenly exploded violently, splashing boiling oil everywhere...

The two men who cooked the dishes were both frightened and injured at the same time. They quickly left the scene and went to see a doctor for treatment.

Ding Yi successfully took over one of the stoves.

As soon as an expert takes action, there is only nothing. Ding Yi’s dish is called “Baxian Zaohai”, which is to choose eight kinds of seafood and cook it secretly. The key to this dish is fresh and fragrant, and the requirements for mastering the heat are extremely high...

Everyone saw Ding Yi flying around the spatula, the fire stove, the flames were rising and falling, and a dish was frying, fried and fried, and it was very complicated, and there was also a unique shape.
Chapter completed!