After bidding farewell to Patriarch Xuantong, the family of three took the Chiki boat back.
As a result, before the ship even docked, Yu Niang received a message from the one-eyed dragon, saying that she had something important to do and asked her to go back to Blood Sail Island.
Seeing the message, Yu Niang couldn't help but frown. Logically speaking, all the affairs of Blood Sail Island were left to the dog-headed military advisor. If there were any problems, Wangcai should send the message.
One-eye is responsible for military matters, and generally will not actively disturb him.
Unless there is something special...
Thinking that the jade lady could only take the child back to Blood Sail Island first.
It just so happened that Ding Xiaoyi also needed to retreat to digest the two fruits in his hands.
The two of them agreed that after he successfully broke through, they would go to Xueshan Island to pick up the child and go home. After Ding Xiaoyi called the BB Mingchao, Yu Niang took the child to go back and take a look first.
As soon as the car disappeared from his sight, he flashed his fingers and heard the voice of Wangcai: "Master, there is a group of people on the island. They are from the Yi ethnic group. The One-Eyed Dragons don't seem to want me to come into contact with them."
Come, do you think..."
"You just have to figure it out yourself, just don't cause any misunderstandings."
Everyone has secrets, even couples will have their own privacy, or it can be said to be unspeakable secrets. If you don't tell the other party, you may not really want to hide it, or you may not be ready to tell the other party.
He just needs to trust Yu Niang and that's enough.
The most critical thing right now is to seize the time and make a breakthrough as soon as possible.
So I said hello to Mr. Chen and the others, and entered the retreat room to start retreating.
Two fruits, two completely different paths.
Ding Xiaoyi ate the red fruit first, and the fruit's entrance turned into a ray of red light, but instead of going into his belly, it went into the top of his head.
"Boom!" There was a loud buzzing in Ding Xiaoyi's mind, and a stream of heat formed like a storm in his mind. Countless details and thoughts suddenly penetrated into his consciousness like a long river.
"ah!!"
Ding Xiaoyi screamed and almost rolled off the bed. Obviously there is no free lunch in the world, although this magical fruit helped him complete the deduction of [Huntian Change].
But after eating it, he had to endure great pain. Not only was it painful, but it also forced him to understand the process of the deduction.
Too many details were listed one by one, and I saw a red light surging in my mind, as if the head teacher was checking your homework and found that your math homework yesterday was a mess. He was taunting and roaring at you one question after another.
And he himself is more like a student who got the wrong question. He can only lower his head aggrievedly amidst the teacher's anger and roar, and silently correct the assignment according to the teacher's method.
As a certain master said: "Learning is painful, and knowledge is a precious wealth. You must first work hard on your mind, work your muscles, deplete your body, and thin your wallet. After all, the production capacity of the Japanese country is too great."
Taller."
Ding Xiaoyi was passively enjoying this process at this time.
Gradually, he found that he couldn't resist at all and could only silently choose to enjoy it. Everything was just like the scene when he was forced to take off his pants by Yu Niang on the beach that day.
As time went by, he also discovered many interesting places.
There are many details that I never noticed when I created [Huntian Transformation]. These details may seem insignificant, but as the details are perfected.
[Huntian Transformation] The power of the rules from the copycat has actually reached 50% of the power of the original version.
This is a huge change. If I am hunting those bird-man gods, the Huntian Transformation can be so powerful.
There is no need for him to run away, maybe the outcome will be completely rewritten.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but restrain his mind and think about it intently. He looked at the places where these details had been modified and fell deeply into reflection.
Time passes day by day.
Ding Xiaoyi himself didn't know how long the teaching lasted, but the red light in his mind was more like a tireless teacher.
And he is more like a dry sponge, trying his best to absorb, digest, and understand the mystery of these subtle changes.
I saw that in the room, his body was crystal clear, almost transparent, and the glow was flowing, like an immortal god on the altar.
The back of his head was flashing with colorful lights, and the rainbow light was flowing and constantly changing.
Eventually it turned into a colorful silk ribbon, and as his thoughts changed, it transformed into thousands of wonderful magical objects.
There are people, animals, tools, mountains, water, trees, etc...
It seems that every change has its own unique charm.
This is the extreme of this path, transforming into thousands of divine forms and interpreting the hidden treasures of the gods.
Suddenly, he raised his head and a strange rainbow light appeared in his eyes. He casually grabbed the colorful silk ribbon in front of him and waved it with his palm. He saw countless sword lights floating on the colorful silk ribbon.
A strange and mysterious aura emerged from the countless sword shadows, as if each sword had the power to suppress the world and cut off the future time.
This kind of power is very similar to Yu Niang's wordless tablet, but there are also differences. The most important thing is that there are too many. As long as he shakes lightly, these sword shadows will fall through the air.
"Success!"
Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi felt a burst of joy in his heart. After all the hard work, he was finally able to break through to the mid-level dragon level, and his strength also made an astonishing jump.
"As I am now, if I meet those bird messengers from last time again, I will kill as many as they come!"
A bright light appeared in Ding Xiaoyi's eyes. Thinking of the giant golden fist that shot through the air that day, he couldn't help but feel a surge of murderous intent in his heart.
Interpreting the creation of the heavens, is this the limit of [Huntian Transformation]?
Obviously not, he had seen Taoist Shangqing's methods, and he actually created a star out of thin air with just a few movements.
These methods are simply unbelievable. He believes that if the [Huntian Transformation] reaches its extreme, it may not be able to reach the heavens like the Shangqing Taoist.
But it should also have the power to create things out of thin air.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take out the white fruit and put it in the palm of his hand.
If the route taken by Hongguo is imitation, then the route taken by Ginkgo is creation.
But it would not be accurate to say that Hongguo is just an imitation.
The two are more like the sword sect and the air sect in martial arts. The former focuses on visible techniques, while the latter focuses on invisible ways.
But again, only children make choices, and they want it all at the time.
Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi put the red fruit to his mouth, opened his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp, and the result... "Woooooooooo..."
Suddenly the veins on his face tightened, and his entire face gradually turned red.
After hammering his chest a few times with both hands, fortunately, a meatball following him noticed something was wrong and quickly stretched out its tentacles into his mouth.
Soon the meat ball's tentacles squirmed, and the white fruit he had just eaten was actually pulled out by the meat ball.
"Cough cough cough..."
Ding Xiaoyi almost vomited. Although the thing got stuck in his throat, it wouldn't suffocate him to death, but the feeling of being stuck in his trachea was quite uncomfortable.
It was completely different from what I expected, where the entrance of the fruit would turn into a ray of white light and rush into the sea of my consciousness.
After eating this thing, there was actually no change at all.
He took the fruit in his hand and studied it, and found that it was still the same fruit, but it was as hard as a stone.
If you put this thing into your mouth and eat it, you may not eat yourself to death, but you will have to go to the toilet at some point!
Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but feel chills, and he couldn't help but think of the jokes that big eaters who live broadcast eating chili often encounter.
Mouth: Not spicy or spicy, it tastes great.
Ju: It doesn’t matter. If you don’t cry on the ground when the time comes and give me a can of milk with your butt raised, you’ll be considered cool.
Complaints are complaints, but the problem still needs to be solved. Ginkgo cannot be digested, which is a big problem.
"Can I only choose one of the two?"
When he thought of this result, he suddenly cursed in his heart for cheating.
Most of the good mood about the breakthrough suddenly disappeared, and I could only walk upstairs with a dark face.
