"Huh?" Ye Long was surprised when he saw that Huyandele could still stay awake after he kicked him. He thought that even if Huyandele survived with his kick, he would lose his skin and faint.
In the past, but he was still awake, Ye Long walked slowly to Huyandele, grabbed Huyandele's hair and lifted his head, and then asked playfully: "This time, can you tell me who the old blacksmith is?"
What’s going on?”
"Bah!" Huyandele stared at Ye Long with squinted eyes, and he immediately spat out bloody phlegm.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be fined!" Ye Long felt helpless and pressed Huyandele's head to the ground with his hands. Due to improper control of the force, he crushed Huyandele's head in one fell swoop.
Already.
"Oh shit!" Ye Long felt depressed when he saw that he had accidentally beaten Huyandele to death. How long would it take for him to be able to sense the spiritual sea?
Seeing that Huyandele had died tragically, Ye Long looked around and found that there was no one around, so he took out a yellow talisman paper from the Qiankun bag. He held the yellow talisman paper between his fingers and controlled the golden hairspring under his skin.
When you move your finger, the ordinary yellow talisman paper is activated by the golden hairspring, and instantly turns into a small fireball. The small fireball keeps changing.
It was so big that it finally stopped growing until it reached the size of a watermelon. Ye Long looked at the fireball floating on his palm but was not burning at all. A novel feeling arose in his heart. Back then, he still had Linghai to be able to
When I was cultivating my spiritual power, I didn't have the opportunity to practice spells. Now that I have lost my spells, I can feel for the first time what it's like to cast spells with the help of this talisman.
Ye Long didn't waste too much time. He flipped his palm and gently waved it towards Huyandele's body, which was already cold on the ground. A fireball the size of a watermelon was thrown by Ye Long onto Huyandele's body. A raging fire ignited.
After a long time, Huyandele was burned to a pile of ashes.
After destroying the corpse and removing all traces, Ye Long tidied up his clothes and walked towards his rental house. He estimated that it was almost time to summon Zhou Cen.
Suddenly! A burst of white light flashed in front of Ye Long. After the white light flashed, Ye Long discovered that the scene around him had changed. It was no longer the unattended path, but a misty mountainside.
Long looked around and finally discovered that he had been summoned to Piaomiao Peak.
It had been almost a year since he was last summoned to heaven. A year later, when he was summoned to heaven again, he found that heaven had not changed at all, it was still so harmonious and peaceful!
Returning to Piaomiao Peak again, Ye Long had mixed feelings. He remembered that when he first came to Piaomiao Peak, let alone cultivation, there was not even a spiritual sea. He could be fascinated by just looking at a pill furnace.
I was killed by those two huge stone pillars with inscriptions on them!
Speaking of huge stone pillars, Ye Long is now at the peak of the late stage of foundation building. I wonder if he can withstand these two huge stone pillars containing pure spiritual power? When he thinks of this, Ye Long can't help but feel itchy in his heart.
!
"Haha, Brother Lu, you are really joking." Just when Ye Long was wandering in the sky, a familiar old voice sounded behind him. Ye Long turned around in shock. Sure enough, he saw the man who guided him into the world of cultivation.
The first person in the world is also his mentor - Immortal Master Hua Tuo Hua!
"Master, here you go, my apprentice!" Ye Long walked up to Hua Tuo in three steps, knelt on his knees, clasped his fists in his hands, and said respectfully.
"Oh?" Hua Tuo was also stunned, and then he was also surprised when he recognized Ye Long. He waved his hand and signaled Ye Long to get up, and then said kindly: "Haha, little Ye Zi, you haven't been here for a while.
Piaomiao Peak, where did you go to perform the mission?"
"Master made atonement. After leaving Piaomiao Peak, my disciple went to Nantianmen, Erlang Shenjun's mansion and the four heavenly kings' mansions! After that, he was not summoned to heaven for a year!" Ye Long said frankly to his priest.
"Oh? Let me see how your cultivation progresses!" As he spoke, Master Huaxian penetrated a stream of pure spiritual power into Ye Long's body. After feeling it for a while, he frowned and said, "You
This level of spiritual power is not low."
"Ah? Aren't I only at the late stage of foundation building?" Ye Long was confused after hearing Immortal Master Hua Tuohua's words. Could it be that the foundation stage is already a high level of cultivation in the fairy world?
"Foundation building?" Master Huaxian said in surprise, "What foundation building! Your spiritual power has reached the late Nascent Soul stage! It is much higher than the Mahayana realm!"
Master Huaxian's words really shocked Ye Long. He never thought that during the period when he could not feel the spiritual sea, the thunder sea formed by the Tiangang Divine Thunder could actually be cultivated to such a powerful level! Since
After cultivating to the level of Nascent Soul, why not break through the avenue to avoid obstacles and merge with his own spiritual power? Could it be that he has other plans!
Ye Long, who was thinking about the terrible possibilities, broke out in cold sweat on his face. His eyes were full of fear. The man in black robes standing next to Master Huaxian saw all this in his eyes.
His eyes widened, and a dark light shot out from his eyes and penetrated into the leaves.
In Long's brain, the martial mist transformed by black light lingered on Ye Long's scalp. The constantly flashing brain waves on Ye Long's scalp were absorbed by the black mist. It turned out that this man in black robes was able to pass through this.
A mysterious way to know other people's thoughts!
"Danger!" The man in black robe suddenly shouted, causing Master Huaxian beside him to pick up the white medicine hammer in his hand and take a defensive posture.
The man in black robe turned his left hand into a palm, and bursts of black spiritual power gathered in his hand like a whirlpool, and then he stamped his palm fiercely on Ye Long's belly!
As soon as the black spiritual energy vortex came into contact with Ye Long's Dantian, it easily blended into it. Not long after, Ye Long's face showed a look of pain, and a large amount of sweat continued to flow down from Ye Long's forehead.
Then Ye Long's clothes got wet.
Ye Long felt nothing but pain at this moment. The pain in his stomach was like the appendicitis he had when he was a child, even worse than acute appendicitis!
The black mist that was originally entrenched on Ye Long's scalp also escaped from Ye Long's eyes and flew back to the eyes of the man in black robes.
Master Huaxian on the side saw his disciple in such pain and immediately gave him medicine.