With Xu Yi's cultivation and extraordinary vision, how to not know that the sea of ​​qi is broken and the interruption of practice is irrescueable is common knowledge in the cultivation world.

But he had the idea of ​​what to do, after all, one person had a short plan and everyone had a long plan. Although Dayue is a place where resources are scarce and the wild place of practice, he cannot withstand the same billions of creatures and countless monks.

From ancient times to today, how many practice techniques have been born, and countless monks have been born. Among them, there are those amazing people who are amazing and talented and have strange adventures to those who are surrounded by the body.

After careful investigation, maybe he can really find a way to recreate the Qihai. If he takes a step back, even if he does useless work, he will just talk more. What losses will he lose?

Xu Yi waved his hand to stop the hustle and bustle and said loudly: "It is not necessary for you to find a way to recreate the Qihai. As long as there are clues, you can come to report it to me. Xu will never let you down."

After hearing what Xu Yi said, everyone naturally had nothing to say, and immediately took the order and left.

The three-day period passes in a flash.

The news that Xu Yi, a powerful man, came out of the mountain, caused a sensation in the entire world of cultivation like a hurricane and a tsunami.

During this period, Yuan Qinghua also rushed over and returned more than 100,000 treasures of medicine left by Xu Yi.

The two of them drank on the green square, drank against each other on the table, recalling the past, sitting from dusk to dawn, and then Yuan Qinghua turned back.

After not seeing each other for several years, Yuan Qinghua was not only fat but also aged a lot, but was already staggering while walking. Looking at his back as he walked away, Xu Yi suddenly felt emotion. This was probably the last time he and he met in his life.

There is no more Yuan Qinghua in the long river of life.

I am sad for a moment of life and envy the infinity of heaven and earth.

On the evening of that day, more than thirty soul-sensing powerful people gathered in Futu Mountain. After everyone presented Xu Yi with the Sumeru Ring with Treasure Medicine to Xu Yi, Xu Yi took out the Earth Soul Talisman.

Thirteen earth soul talismans that exuded abundant spiritual power were lined up in front of them one by one.

All the powerful soul-sensing people held their breath and a nearly crazy light shot out from their eyes.

Xu Yi said loudly: "When I check the Sumeru Ding and discuss the amount, I will issue it immediately, and the lottery will be held later."

Half an hour later, more than thirty soul-sensing powerhouses retreated.

The pride of obtaining the Earth Soul Talisman is full of pride, and the loss of souls that have never been obtained. But no matter what kind of emotions it is, who dares to express it in front of Xu Yi?

After everyone retreated, a bloody storm of fighting for the earth soul talisman will surely start.

Even within Xu Yi's perception range, there was a bloody battle.

The Earth Soul Talisman was sent out as many times, but Xu Yi ignored it.

With tens of millions of precious medicines, Xu Yi left Futu Mountain.

After traveling west, in just half a day, I saw a mountain slanting into the sky. Under the golden sunshine, the lush peaks were covered with green mountains. The shimmering river water slowly flowed from the top of the mountain and merged into a big river. There were two rows of maple trees by the river, with red leaves like fire.

The mountain is the Huinei Mountain, and the river is the Nielong River.

Xu Yi returned to Xujia Village where he first came to this world.

The original wooden house had long been abandoned and collapsed, leaving only a pile of yellow thatched grass obliquely covering the broken wood door.

Xu Yi subconsciously stretched out his fingers, but found that no fire evil burst out. He shook his head and smiled bitterly. A fireball popped up, igniting the pile of dilapidated thatch, and burning the former site of the thatched hut into a flat ground.

Then he turned around and entered the forest, cut wood into beams, and crushed soil into walls.

The divine thoughts are activated, and the thought flows to control all things. Suddenly, Xu Yi turned into the most wonderful skilled craftsman in the world.

In less than an hour, a spacious wooden house was completed.

He took out a pair of daily necessities from the Sumeru Act, and Xu Yi then set up a house here.

In the following days, I walked into the forest during the day, sneaked in the river, and looked up at the moon by the tomb of Dahuang in the evening.

Life seems relaxed and relaxed, but it is full of depression and boredom. At the root of it, the main tone of his mood is dark.

A month passed, although Xu Yi was bored, he did not forget his business and had a treasure medicine to fill in every moment.

In thirty days, hundreds of thousands of precious medicines were swallowed by him.

The life force has returned to its extreme, and all new injuries and old wounds have been restored.

Not only that, even the weak true soul has recovered its original state through these thirty days of great replenishment.

However, the progress of the inner valley of the True Spirit Circle is still extremely slow, and there are almost no traces of progress.

Of course, continuing to take treasure medicine, relying on the accumulation of tens of millions of yuan, Xu Yi believed that in the end, he could achieve perfection in the true spiritual circle.

But in this way, the utilization rate of precious medicine is too low, which is simply a waste of resources.

Although it is easy to obtain the precious medicine, it is not so wasteful. Moreover, his practice is probably the last step left.

Yes, in his opinion, the Great Perfection of the True Spirit Circle may be the end of his practice in this life.

If he loses the Qi Sea, even if he condenses his soul, he will not be able to stabilize because his soul cannot be refined.

Due to the lack of the true evil, it is impossible to cultivate the true essence, so naturally it is impossible to generate magic power.

Therefore, in his opinion, the True Spirit Circle may be the end of this life's cultivation.

On that day, Xu Yi was sitting under the old locust tree in front of the wooden house and read books. Thunder suddenly appeared in the sky. Large pieces of mottled clouds gathered again. He realized that the effect of this hidden pill was exhausted again.

The thought invaded the Sumeru Ring, but found that the inventory of the hidden pill was not large, with only more than 30 left. According to the consumption of each pill per day, it could only support a few hundred days. The time to convert to the Northern Holy Court was only more than a year. He could not guarantee that by then, his blood gravity would have been exhausted.

The muffled thunder in the sky became louder and louder, and the ink clouds gathered, and the sky that had been clear before was almost completely dark. The dark cloud curtain was hanging low, as if one could pull off the dark cloud by tiptoeing and reaching out.

Xu Yi suddenly felt discouraged and lazy. If this body persisted, it seemed meaningless. It would be better to disappear in the thunder and lightning.

Born here and died here is also a complete cycle of reincarnation.

This thought was just like this, and he felt great regrets again. familiar figures and unforgettable scenes circling in his mind.

Xu Yi gritted his teeth suddenly: No, I can't surrender! What's the point of breaking the Qi Sea? I couldn't even realize the condensate at the beginning, but in the end I reached this height.

The brute force in his bones broke out, and Xu Yi hurriedly summoned a hidden pill and swallowed it.

As his temperament was restrained, the divine beauty was hidden, and the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and the clear sky was blue like water.

Xu Yi looked at the sky foolishly, his eyes following the passing clouds, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

A flash of lightning suddenly passed through his mind. He slapped his thighs and jumped several feet. He was as happy as a child, constantly flipped in the air.

"The land of Thunder Spirit, this world is not the land of Thunder Spirit!"

Xu Yi murmured to himself, and then smiled at the sky. The laughter continued for a long time, shaking the mountains, stirring the rivers, and countless birds and beasts were singing in the mountains and fields.
Chapter completed!