Looking at the huge area below, Guangyuan's spirit almost didn't miss any place, combing it back and forth dozens of times.
In the end, not to mention the disciple's figure, he couldn't even find his breath.
There is only one place that he cannot observe now, which is the situation inside the eighteen levels of hell. However, he remembers that these eighteen levels of hell were the work of Qingtian and the others. It seems that many powerful people have been banned. Although he is not afraid, but for one
It's not worth it for an apprentice who is preparing to refine a weapon to clash with Qingtian.
Something's wrong!
Guang Yuan suddenly felt that something was wrong. He was aware of the physical strength of his cheap disciple Guang Ye, and it was impossible to wipe him out silently.
Then there is only one truth, he is trapped in a certain place! As for where it is, Guangyuan looked in the direction of the Eighteenth Level of Hell and felt that there was almost no need to think about it.
As for other possibilities, he had never thought about it.
For example, Guang Ye ran away and hid himself...
He saw with his own eyes that Guang Ye was imprinted with a soul mark by him. If he had any special thoughts, he would have sensed the self-destruction of his soul.
But it’s not reasonable!
Guangyuan pondered for a while, and felt a little strange. After all, Guangye is a god-king-level man, and his body is so prominent. Who can kidnap him into the eighteenth level of hell without any movement?
Guangyuan, who has always been a strategist and strategist, encountered the biggest question in his life: Where is his apprentice?
...
Time goes back to the moment when Lao Niu almost jumped into the street. When he saw Guang Yuan's attention attracted by the boulder, Yi Bai knew that the opportunity had come.
This Guangyuan didn't look like a good guy at first glance. He always followed him and got cold sooner or later. Now that he had the opportunity, he almost didn't hesitate at all and directly used his ever-changing magic power to turn into an ordinary blood-sucking mosquito and hide in the church girl.
bathroom.
As for why he was hiding in the toilet, of course it was because Yi Bai discovered through big data statistics that those top strong men, who can easily cleanse their marrow and avoid dust, basically all have mysophobia. Even when fighting, those strong men also
Basically, they are hiding in dirty places such as toilets and cesspools intentionally or unintentionally.
As for why he was hiding in the women's restroom of the church, Yi Bai Yuanshen had already observed it. It meant that the church was a little cleaner and he could stay there. He couldn't stand other places either!
Even if my sense of taste is blocked, I still can’t stand it, yuck!
Human beings are always a highly resilient creature. Less than half a month after the superpowers wreaked havoc, the Holy City began its reconstruction work. With the blessing of God and the stimulation of money, the Holy City quickly regained its former majesty.
Do one thing, love one thing, and be like one.
In order to prevent himself from being noticed, Yi Bai would take time every day to manually guide the exposed white parts of the female monks, strike accurately, break through the defense in one second, and absorb a small amount of blood.
Later, after observing Yi Bai, he discovered that male mosquitoes do not suck blood. They usually eat nectar and juice from fruits, stems, and leaves of plants.
Yi Bai was very embarrassed for what he had done. He silently apologized to the female monks who were stung so badly.
Fortunately, Guangyuan probably didn't have the time to tell whether the mosquitoes were male or female.
After that, Yi Bai's life consisted of looking for flowers and willows in the botanical garden next to the toilet during the day, and going back to the toilet to rest and transform his world at night.
Half a month passed peacefully, and Yi Bai's mosquitoes were getting bigger and bigger, but their breath was getting older and older. Then one day, their wings stopped, their bodies paused, and they fell directly to the ground, landing in the soil.
in the gaps.
End of life, dead of old age!
A breeze blew by, and a drop of pungent-smelling sap fell from the branches, wrapping the mosquitoes in it. As time passed slowly, particles of dust covered it, gradually covering the mosquitoes in the dust.
The juice that coated the mosquito gradually solidified.
One year, ten years, a hundred years...
Generations of people in the holy city passed away, and more children grew up. The glory of the only god will last forever in the world, and the Light God Religion has always stood in the west and been worshiped by all living beings.
What everyone is chasing is money, beauty, power, and even immortal life. Very few people will stop to find a corner of the church garden where amber is buried deep in the soil.
Another day, the contemporary pope suddenly became interested and filled up the garden directly, enlarging the toilet. The amber was buried deep and pressed under the toilet.
Every time Guangyuan's powerful soul swept over this place, he subconsciously avoided it.
After observing for five hundred years, Guangyuan felt that his patience had been exhausted. He took a deep look at the direction of the Eighteenth Level of Hell and turned around to leave.
The Seal of Heaven discovered another genius that he needed to deal with. He was in the fifth realm. Let’s leave this purple-gold dragon alone for now. It’s not yet at the God King realm anyway.
You must know that even though it was said to be able to revitalize the Dragon Clan and was the Dragon Clan's only hope for eternity, the so-called first-generation God of Light, the dragon, was still torn to pieces by himself.
As for his apprentice, they will meet each other if they are destined. If he is unlucky, forget it. If not, he may have an extra weapon next time they meet.
One foot below the toilet of the church, about two hundred meters underground, Yi Bai found that the daily consumption of his magical power finally returned to normal. He breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Guangyuan had given up on his deduction.
However, there is nothing wrong with being careful. It is still very safe here for the time being anyway, so Yi Bai simply continued to practice in hiding.
It just so happened that he made a lot of world power in the Sea of Chaos last time. Now his practice will not produce any energy fluctuations at all. It is all supported by the world power in the system.
If he didn't practice hard, he could still persist for tens of thousands of years. Yi Bai felt that if Guangyuan was still looking for him after such a long time, he would be convinced.
However, he was probably faster at that time and was not timid at all.
Time passes slowly, and the disappearance of any living thing will not affect the nature of heaven and earth and the change of the four seasons.
Yi Bai had never spent such a long time in retreat in his life. He gradually understood the things that were unclear in his practice before, and some things that he had not considered made new progress through the exchange with Yu Xin.
The originally frivolous soul aura gradually stabilized. After all, he was a lucky rat. He almost never encountered any life and death crises in his life as a rat. Therefore, compared with those strong men who spent almost their entire lives fighting, his willpower was still inferior.
A little bit.
Thousands of years of seclusion has strengthened Yi Bai's belief. If you fight for a long time, you will die sooner or later. Only by hiding from the world and not getting involved in the cause and effect can you survive in troubled times.
It also made him understand himself clearly. He was not the type to fight in the world at all. He was best at eating, sleeping, being carefree and happy, and running away to die at home.
Yi Bai nodded as he looked at Yu Xin, whose mouth was full of oil after eating in Nei Tian Di.
We are not a family, we do not belong to the same family, we all have one common characteristic.