"Besides, I now feel that it's better for me to stay away from such a pervert like you. It's too shocking!"
Ye Bai looked up to the sky and smiled, stopped talking, stepped on his feet, and his whole body turned into a stream of light and escaped into the tower.
It wasn't until a long time later that Wang Ping looked away. In fact, his heart was far less calm than it seemed. It was extremely shocking, because in a short period of time, especially with the sword just now, he found that he seemed to be unable to see through Master Ye.
Uncle.
This result surprised and shocked him.
You know, how long has it been since he met Ye Bai?
Even if you are a genius or a monster, it seems that there should be a process, right?
It wasn't until Ye Bai entered the tower that the monks from various sects, whose swords were still in the air, showed doubts on their faces and began to communicate.
"Who is this person? Why am I looking at him so strangely?"
"When did our oasis have such a demon king?"
"I think he is no more than a young man, but his cultivation is so strong and tyrannical. He is no worse than us. Please don't tell me that this person is a monk in this Southern Territory Competition."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this is the first time I have seen a monk who dares to overpower the Ruyi Sect. He is so arrogant and arrogant, but that one still turns a blind eye. It's interesting, it's really interesting."
"Luo Huai is in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Golden Core. He is also one of the few true geniuses in our oasis who has the opportunity to hit the Nascent Soul realm within three years. This person is only a late-stage Golden Core practitioner, but he has such great strength.
It should be unknown."
"You might as well ask around. I believe it will be easy to find out about such an amazing talent."
Soon, when the monks from various sects flying from a distance landed on the lakeside one after another, they all felt a little regretful.
The lake was calm and the waves were calm, the tower remained motionless, and the two tyrannical auras at war had also disappeared.
"In my opinion, that aura is very familiar. It should be the Young Palace Master, right?"
"Yes, among the Golden Core cultivators, I am afraid that only the Young Palace Master has such strength. Among the others, I really can't think of another Golden Core cultivator hidden in the oasis who can create the momentum of the Nascent Soul Realm.
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The monks with flying swords around the tower were not in a hurry to return to the tower to practice. Instead, they flew to the lake and gathered with the monks from their sect.
"Senior brother, do you know the monk just now?"
"Hahaha, junior brother, you have been cultivating in the tower these days and don't care about worldly affairs. Naturally, you don't know what is happening in the outside world. To tell you the truth, we now have an amazing evil genius in our oasis."
Many monks from various sects who had attended the gathering at the Alchemy Hall were shocked and deliberately told others what they knew.
During the tea time, the monks who had been in seclusion in the tower for more than a month were all shocked.
"Fight the Nascent Soul cultivator at the Golden Core realm?"
"Dare to challenge the Ruyi Sect directly?"
"The Golden Core realm is actually able to cross the border and kill Yuanying monks. Lin Zhong has fallen?"
"Hey, isn't this really a lie? Ye Bai is only nineteen years old? He is still the young master of the Dan Palace?"
There were gasps and gasps one after another, and everyone was doubting their own ears. They were genius monks, and they were also among the smallest group of young people in the Southern Territory. Naturally, they knew very well that geniuses actually have their limits.
of.
At least Jin Dan fighting Yuanying, this is something they dare not think about.
When they heard that Ye Bai announced today that the prices of all elixirs would be reduced by three tiers, these talented monks who were obsessed with cultivation suddenly fell silent.
"This is a great kindness." A monk sighed with emotion.
A monk next to him said with deep approval: "Although the price of elixirs has only dropped by three levels, in fact, the genius monks of our sect will have to die a lot less."
People who practice Taoism are not afraid of death, but they are not afraid of death. They are afraid of death because everyone wants to pursue the Tao properly. If they can do it, they don’t want to die. They are not afraid of death because they don’t mind sacrificing themselves if it is really necessary. But everyone
What people in spiritual practice fear most is dying quietly, and dying without any value.
After a while, everyone almost unanimously looked at the tower in the middle of the lake. These talented monks looked solemn and bowed deeply.
This salute goes to Ye Bai!
Wang Ping stood outside the tower door and saw this scene in his eyes. He smiled, straightened his body a little, and with a move of his hand, he turned into a sword light and disappeared into the sky.
Uncle Ye Bai is really an unpredictable person.
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The interior of the tower is composed of small compartments. The area of these small compartments is not large, and the walls are made of wood. The strange thing is that Ye Bai's spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate these wood at all, let alone see what's inside.
situation.
At the end of ****, there are steps to the second floor.
Ye Bai had almost no hesitation and went up to the seventh floor in one breath.
One foot had just stepped onto the floor, and Ye Bai had a strange color on his face. In front of him, there was a thin red mist floating in the passage on this floor. Only when he looked carefully could he find that the mist actually came from between the small compartments on both sides.
It came out from the crack in the door.
Compared with other floors, there are much fewer small compartments on this floor, and each compartment occupies a larger space.
Ye Bai squinted his eyes and took a deep breath.
Almost at the same time, the red mist that was originally in a stationary state seemed to be pulled by some kind of force and rushed towards Ye Bai's nostrils.
The red mist is like two small snakes, with long bodies and seemingly endless supply.
After a long time, Ye Bai stopped breathing. His breath was rising steadily, and then a mouthful of turbid air came out of his mouth.
At this moment, in the passage on the seventh floor, the originally thick mist has become much thinner. Fortunately, there is still mist coming out of the room and starting to fill up and recover.
Ye Bai's face was rosy, his mouth was full of saliva, his stomach was full, and his mental state was as good as ever.
With this breath, his cultivation has advanced a lot towards the perfection of the golden elixir.
This is already the case for our colleagues on the seventh level, but what about the eighth level?
Ye Bai was looking forward to it, and without hesitation, he walked towards the steps at the end of the passage.
Soon, Ye Bai stood in the middle of the passage on the eighth floor.
Compared with the seventh floor, there are only nine rooms here, four on each side of the passage, and the last one is at the end of the passage.
Compared with the other eight rooms, this small room was more conspicuous. Not only was it larger in space, but it was also in a special location. Even before Ye Bai walked in, he could already smell a strange fragrance that refreshed him.