After leaving Shen Congyue's small temple, Wu Yi's brows did not relax. After thinking for a long time, he summoned the demon who was practicing in the world of stone tablets.
Xiao is Wu Yi's ghost pet. He has followed him since the beginning of his Taoism and helped Wu Yi go through many experiences. It can be said that before Jin Dan and Jin Dan, he was Wu Yi's big help.
However, Xiao's heels were weak and he was born weak. Gradually, Xiao could no longer follow Wu Yi's footsteps.
Since Wu Yi was promoted to Dongtian, Xiao has been responsible for managing the order of the stele world. The ghosts in the stele world are multiplying and becoming more and more prosperous. The major factions are fighting from time to time, and they need to keep the fights within a certain range.
This matter is naturally very important, but compared to fighting the enemy together with Wu Yi, it is self-evident which is more important.
This time, Xiao, who was summoned by Wu Yi, was like an old minister who had been hiding for many years and was activated again. The excitement in his heart could not be greater.
Xiao is Wu Yi's ghost pet, and his cultivation is influenced by Wu Yi. After Wu Yi achieved Dongtian, he should have grown into Dongtian, but he was limited by the heel and still stagnated in the Nascent Soul realm, but the Yin Qi in the ghost body Surging, ghosts far beyond the Nascent Soul level can be regarded as half-steps into the heaven.
As a ghost, Xiao can take any form, but after his cultivation level is improved, he prefers to maintain his weakest state, so there is no harm in concealing his strength.
What Jin really thinks is that this is the memory between him and Wu Yi.
The ghost body is a small snake, which was summoned by Wu Yi again, and then hovered around Wu Yi affectionately, and finally turned into a bracelet, biting its tail, and hung on Wu Yi's hand.
Wu Yi stroked Yan's body, his hands were cold, and the fine scales seemed to be solid.
"I've worked hard on you all these years!" Wu Yi said this sincerely, without any other thoughts. In the past, Xiao Ling was not very intelligent, but he could be said to be one of the few Wu Yi who could speak the truth. Now, Xiao has long understood human feelings, but Wu Yi's attitude has not changed.
"It's my honor to work for real people!" Yan made a pun, referring to both the past and the present. He was summoned by Wu Yi again. It was obvious that Wu Yi had to deal with some things that were inconvenient for him to do personally.
Wu Yi smiled happily and told Yan the general situation. He did not hide his current situation or what he had to do.
Wu Yi summoned himself out, and it turned out that he was just to take care of a yellow-haired girl. If most people heard this, they would definitely feel dissatisfied, but Jin did not, and calmly agreed, and began to think about how to get things done.
"I dare to ask the real person, what kind of situation would this woman be in before she could take action?"
Wu Yi closed his eyes slightly and replied: "Despair!"
Yan's face turned stern, he already understood what Wu Yi was thinking, nodded in agreement, turned into a wisp of smoke, and came to the vicinity of Shen Congyue's temple, preparing to save Shen Congyue's life when she encountered a disaster.
Shen Congyue's temple was at the foot of the mountain, and Wu Yi settled on the top of the mountain.
On the top of the mountain, Wu Yi built a thatched cottage and set up some magic circles outside to cover his energy. Unless a big figure from the Great Dynasty arrived or other powerful people passed by, no one would be able to discover Wu Yi's existence.
In this way, in the center of the turmoil, Wu Yi built a thatched cottage, did everything he could, and was contented with himself, without fighting against the world.
There is a great saying: A small hermit hides in the wild, a big hermit hides in the market! Hiding in the wild is not a skill. Only in a place as complicated as the market, being able to live in seclusion is the real skill.
At the same time, this statement also has another meaning. Hiding in the wild means being passive, escaping, and having no choice; while hiding in the city means taking the initiative, doing things without doing anything, moving without moving, and being in a busy city.
, the incident is not involved, but once an incident occurs, you can respond as quickly as possible.
Both of them have a clear understanding of superiority and inferiority. The strong one will always control the situation in his own hands.
In this remote Chenliu County, Wu Yi is undoubtedly the strong man. He also arranged this chess game. It is natural to take the initiative.
If he went to a prefectural city, a county city, or even a capital city, where all the heroes gathered, and there were many powerful people, Wu Yi would become a chess piece and manipulated by others.
The world is like this. There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. You must adapt to changes in your own identity and changes in the situation.
Wu Yi, who was sitting cross-legged and breathing, had only a chessboard in front of him, with countless star points twinkling inside. If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that the light points are arranged in the same direction as where the people and officials of Chenliu County usually live.
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Hundreds of thousands of light points equal hundreds of thousands of lives.
These light spots are sometimes dazzling, sometimes dim, rising and falling, up and down. When they are dazzling, they are eye-catching. When they are extremely dim, they will never light up again, which means that the owner of the light spots has died.
In the first three days, the light spots on the chessboard were quite stable and did not fluctuate much. However, only those who observe the subtleties can detect the huge trends hidden in it.
For three more days, the light spots were chaotic, occupying the vast majority of the light spots, and no one knew what news they had heard. The luck dropped to the bottom, gradually dimmed, and the hope of life was lost.
But only a small part of the light spot in the center bucked the trend and showed an expansion trend.
Wu Yi didn't even open his eyes, but there was a strong wind around him, and shadows gradually emerged. These were the many ghosts in the world of stone tablets, and their cultivation level was at least the golden elixir.
These lights and shadows, numbering in the thousands, are selected to match the qi of the people and sneak into the light spots that represent the people's luck.
This change was like adding a basin of cold water to a boiling oil pan. The entire chessboard began to vibrate violently. The trembling sound spread to all directions. Even the magic circle arranged by Wu Yi caused ripples.
Ripple away.
But this ripple was not transmitted out after all.
Previously, the situation on the chessboard was that the light spots in the center expanded and invaded from the inside out, plundering luck. Now, the situation has changed.
On the seventh day, evenly matched!
On the eighth day, the general trend reversed and the internal light spot began to shrink!
On the ninth day, the internal light spots continued to shrink, and there were many people who died or fell into the opposite direction!
At the same time, many ghosts in the world of stone tablets gradually returned, and finally appeared silently and left silently.
On the tenth day, the brightest point of light on the chessboard suddenly died, just like the North Star in the sky suddenly fell. Can you believe it?
But, this is the fact!
At this moment, Wu Yi slowly opened his eyes and stared in the direction of Chenliu County. At his pupils, a golden dragon whined and suddenly collapsed, disrupting the human order of the entire sky.
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Order collapsed, and at the horizon invisible to ordinary people, the entire sky darkened! Breeding blood-colored thunder.