"What's going on?" The two Purple Lake guards in Dengxian Pavilion looked at each other. How could a living person suddenly disappear?
The passers-by around me were also confused, as if they had suddenly had a dream just now.
Chu Yiliu turned his head, frowned, and said secretly: "Spiritual power cultivator! Such a strong spiritual power cultivation, you can actually hide it from the Purple Lake Realm monks!"
He thought that he could not reach this point with his spiritual cultivation in the Concentration Realm. It seemed that a more powerful spiritual cultivator had arrived in the imperial capital.
Could it be the Eastern Wilderness Spirit Clan behind Yi Jiangnan?
Chu Yiliu narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. He must speed up his practice.
"Pavilion Master, what should we do?" One of the Purple Lake guards looked sad. The cooked duck could fly, and their faces were dull.
Chu Yiliu said calmly: "This matter has nothing to do with you. However, Mrs. Hua will definitely retaliate and will probably come back to cause trouble again. You should always pay attention."
"Yes!" the two Purple Lake guards said sternly.
Chu Yiliu waved his hand and motioned for the two of them to retreat.
He supported Mo Ji and entered the courtyard on the top floor of Dengxian Pavilion with Qing Zisu.
"Red Maple City is going to be uneasy." Chu Yiyi took a deep breath and asked Mo Ji to break through the Peiyuan Realm as soon as possible. With their current strength, there is still a lot of danger against the strong men in the middle stage of the Purple Lake Realm. Breaking through the Peiyuan Realm
After entering the Yuan Realm, one can truly have the capital to establish a foothold in the Imperial Capital.
Mo Ji nodded angrily and went back to his room to practice.
Qing Zisu's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light, she looked at Chu Yiliu and whispered: "I feel like you are very nervous."
Chu Yiliu suddenly felt something in his heart. It had been more than two years since he had awakened his consciousness in his previous life. He was always in a tense state, constantly reminding himself to become stronger. Because his enemies might find out at any time.
The time left for him to develop freely is always unknown. Therefore, he can only grow up as quickly as possible.
In the past, his goal was Mu Tian, but in this life he rose from scratch, and his road ahead will be full of thorns. From Canghai City to Donghai Mansion, to the Imperial Capital, wealthy families, talented disciples, and powerful sects may all attack him.
A fatal knife.
He has risen from adversity and reached this stage. It seems that he is prosperous, but in fact, there are also undercurrents surging around him. The farther he goes, the more powerful the hidden threats are. If he is not careful, he will be doomed.
Chu Yiliu held Qing Zisu's Rouyi and said softly: "No matter what time, I will protect you."
Qing Zisu is innocent, and her ideas may only be simple black and white, right and wrong. Chu Yiliu sincerely hopes to protect this innocence.
"Why did you suddenly say that?" Qing Zisu said softly with two streaks of cloud flying over her pretty face.
Chu Yiliu gently took her into his arms. Perhaps only when he was close to her did he feel that he truly relaxed.
...
Two days later, Qiong Yuyan selected twelve close disciples and sent them to Dengxian Pavilion. Chu Yiliu trained them using the method of training spiritual guards in his previous life, and used a large amount of spiritual materials to wash their muscles and cut their marrow.
"Sir, is it worth it for us to spend so much experience on twelve of them?" Qiong Yuyan muttered. Just cleaning their muscles and cutting their marrow cost no less than fifty or sixty million spiritual stones.
Qiong Yuyan was secretly shocked that this young man of his family was spending money in no uncertain terms.
Chu Yiliu said calmly: "You think it's not worth it?"
"With fifty million spirit stones, we can find dozens of Purple Lake monks to guard the Qiong family for ten years. Isn't it much more cost-effective than training a few teenagers?" Qiong Yuyan pondered for a moment and expressed his thoughts.
"Ten Purple Lake Realm monks?" Chu Yiliu chuckled and shook his head, saying: "You are wrong. It is a blessing to have one-third of these twelve young men grow into real spiritual guards.
Already."
"One-third?" Qiong Yuyan stuck out her tongue. Doesn't this mean that at least two-thirds of the investment was wasted? This is not a good deal.
"However, as long as one spiritual guard grows up, it can protect the Qiong family for thousands of years!" Chu Yiliu said calmly.
Thousands of years! Qiong Yuyan's pupils shrank. He thought he had a long-term vision, but when he really faced Chu Yiliu, he found that he was a little short-sighted.
If Qiong can stand for less than a thousand years, the value created may be 500 billion, 5 trillion, or even more!
"Is this... so scary?" He took a deep breath.
Chu Yiliu nodded slowly. He needed the Qiong family as his rear area because there were friends and relatives he needed to protect here.
If you get the right way, you will get a lot of help, but if you don't get the right way, you will get little help.
He also hopes that in the future Mu Tian will have his own land of destiny in the Eastern Wilderness. Although the Qiong family is just a spark in the sea area of the Eastern Wilderness, a single spark can start a prairie fire.
This is his larger layout and plan, and of course Qiong Yuyan doesn't need to know. Even if he knows, he may not be able to understand it.
Chu Yiyi used the tree of the avenue to open up the sea of consciousness for dozens of young people, leaving the spiritual power cultivation method and the simplified version of Hunyuan Mu Tian Jue - Mu Tian Jue in their sea of consciousness.
Since there is a spirit guard, there is naturally a spirit master. And Chu Yiyi will be their spirit master. When the spirit master is born, the spirit guard will exist; when the spirit master is prosperous, the spirit guard will be prosperous. On the contrary, the spirit guard is strong, gathering the power of luck, and the spirit guard will flourish.
The Lord will also be stronger.
However, the way of the Spirit Guard is also extremely harsh. Once you are unable to break through in cultivation within a certain period of time, you will face constant thunder and tribulation punishment until death. But the growth of the strong men throughout the ages is not accompanied by the fall and death of countless geniuses.
There are so many bones.
After preparations were made in the early stage, the next step was to let the Lingwei grow stronger by themselves. Chu Yiyi asked Qiong Yuyan to provide all the training resources for the Lingwei before the Ningyun Realm. After the Ningyun Realm, the Lingwei's growth required him to obtain resources himself.
The existence of spiritual guards is to survive and become stronger!
Chu Yiliu took a deep breath, looked at the young faces in front of him, and said solemnly: "Since you have chosen this path, I will promise to take you to a peak that ordinary people can never expect."
"Thank you, Lord Spirit!" The twelve people shouted loudly. However, what Chu Yiliu didn't expect was that the twelve people would give him great help in the future.
Qiong Yuyan's blood boiled when he heard this. He vaguely felt that the master's plan was definitely not limited to the Tianfeng Empire in front of him. In the future, he would have a broader stage. And he was extremely lucky to have followed the right person.
...
After settling down for dozens of days, Chu Yiliu practiced Qi every morning, exercised in the afternoon, and cultivated his mental strength in the evening, never missing a quarter of an hour.
We are just one step away from reaching the eighth level of the Cloud Condensing Realm. However, our body refining skills are still stuck at the peak of the Boiling Blood Realm. The spiritual blood of the five directions is too powerful and endless. It is still extremely difficult to refine the blood into essence.
Yuanjing still has a long way to go.
However, what is surprising is that with the mental power source beads in the soul book, Chu Yiyi's mental power cultivation has been steadily improved. Judging from the power reserves in the source beads, it is estimated that it will not be a problem for his mental power to break through to the divine realm.
However, something soon came to the door.
Outside the courtyard, the Zihu guard of Dengxian Pavilion respectfully reported to Chu Yiyi: "Pavilion Master, Your Majesty has sent someone to send Mr. Feng Yuan over. Look..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was rudely interrupted by a voice.
"There's so much nonsense, how dare a mere monk in the Cloud Condensing Realm have such a big air of arrogance in front of the prince!" Then there was a muffled sound, and the sound of a mess came from the yard.
Chu Yiliu frowned and felt three auras rushing in. Two of the auras were very powerful, close to the strength of the middle stage of the Purple Lake Realm, and the other aura was very familiar, but very weak.
After his spiritual power improved, his perceived power also improved significantly.
"Chu Yiyi, please come out quickly!" A dull angry shout sounded, "Prince Feng Yuan invites you!"
Feng Yuan? Chu Yiliu frowned. Although he was not very willing to get acquainted with Feng Yuan, Feng Yuan left a good impression on him in terms of his status as a prince.
Whether it was the Eastern Wasteland Trial, the Endless Mountains or the King's Landing Banquet, Feng Yuan was always polite to him.
The voice sounded so urgent, could it be that something happened to Feng Yuan?
He immediately stood up and walked out of the room. At this time, Mo Ji had already rushed out before him, and shouted angrily: "What kind of guy is yelling here so early in the morning!"
His thick eyebrows were raised, and a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes. He had been in seclusion for more than half a month, but he still hadn't broken through to the Peiyuan realm, so he was naturally unhappy.
The two Purple Lake monks who escorted Feng Yuan here are both worshipers of the royal family. One is named Nie Shanhong and the other is named ** Wu.
The person who shouted loudly and pushed away the guards of Dengxian Pavilion before was Nie Shanhong. He had a bad temper and thought that as a member of the royal family, he was superior and did not take Chu Yiyili into consideration at all.
"Are you Chu Yiliu?" Nie Shanhong looked at Mo Ji, frowned and asked.
"What a big show, how dare a mere blood boiling monk show off in front of us!" There was a look of contempt in his eyes.
Mo Ji's eyes darkened and he shouted angrily: "I'll give you three breaths to get out, otherwise I'll be rude to you and leave you alone!"
The energy and blood in his body surged, and the quality-like power turned into a dragon shape and spiraled up.
"You brat, your strength is not that great, but your tone is not bad." Nie Shanhong was extremely unhappy that Emperor Tianfeng asked him to beg a boy from the Condensing Cloud Realm. This was such a loss of status.
Therefore, before he came, he had already made up his mind to teach Chu Yiyi a lesson. Let this kid open his eyes and know what it means that there is a world outside the world and there are people outside the world.
As he spoke, Nie Shanhong's body glowed with intense fire. As a servant of the royal family, he still had some abilities.
Red fire spirit!
The spiritual energy around the body can be turned into the power of red fire, and the attack power is extremely fierce, like a flash flood, unstoppable.
Boom! Nie Shanhong punched Mo Ji. The power of red fire roared in the sky, and the heat wave rolled in, scorching the flowers and plants in the courtyard.
Moji didn't flinch, he roared out with a punch packed with energy and blood, and the black energy and blood turned into a black dragon.
Boom! The two of them punched each other and stepped back five or six steps at the same time.
"Good boy, no wonder you are so loud!" Nie Shanhong said coldly with gloomy eyes.
Mo Ji said in a loud voice, "You're not bad either."
At this time, Chu Yiyi came out and said calmly: "The person you are looking for is me."
"Are you Chu Yiyi?" Nie Shanhong's eyes turned cold. It turned out that he had found the wrong person, and he was a little embarrassed. He immediately shouted: "Your Majesty has ordered that Prince Feng Yuan is injured and asks you to treat him. Take action as soon as possible."
He still looked bossy and came with orders.
"No help!" Chu Yiliu said simply. He did not accept this kind of attitude of asking for help.
"How dare you disobey me!" Nie Shanhong's eyes darkened.
At this time, Wu Wu who was beside him stopped him and said in a deep voice: "Pavilion Master Chu, your Majesty said that only you can heal Prince Feng Yuan's injury. I hope you will spare no effort to save him."
Chu Yiyi glanced at Feng Yuan and was slightly shocked.