Xue Zihan's beautiful eyes flashed past, and Qiu Wa had a cute look on her face, "What is that?"

Xu Yi said, "It means you try to be as small as possible and completely close your perception of the outside world, that is, you can't hear or see the movement of the outside world at all. This method is amazing, and only good monks can do it."

Xu Yijing had read "Ten Thousand Monsters", especially after learning about Qiu Wa's identity, and became more involved in the changes in vegetation and other types of monsters.

He knew very well that the demonic plant's ability to self-enclose was extremely strong, and it could be almost completely immersed in it. If it were hidden, it would be extremely difficult for even a powerful person to detect it.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Wa laughed and said, "This is very simple, hehe, Uncle Beard, you didn't expect me to be so good."

As he spoke, his body transformed into a ginseng root that was as long as a palm and as thick as a finger. It was white, crystal clear and full, and fell into Xu Yi's palm.

Sure enough, Xu Yi concentrated on sensing and found no life fluctuations at all.

Suddenly, the small ginseng began to play between his fingers. After a while, it turned into a Qiuwa again, tilting its little head, looking at Xu Yi triumphantly, waiting for his praise.

Xu Yi clapped his hands and said, "My Qiu Wa is really powerful, but I heard that the most brilliant monks can use the Turtle Breath Technique for three days and three nights. That is the truly amazing skill."

Qiu Wa said proudly, "What's the matter? It depends on me. Counting time from now, it will take more than three days and three nights. Hehe, at that time, he will be called Uncle Beard. You know that he is very capable."

As it fell, Qiu Wa turned into pure white ginseng roots again and fell into Xu Yi's palm.

"Qiu Wa, wake up. Wake up Qiu Wa, let's play a game..."

Xu Yi called softly for a long time. No matter how tempting she was, she was silent. It was obvious that she had completely closed herself off.

Xu Yi gently stroked the ginseng roots, and took out a slender box made of hexagonal iron from his arms. There were slight holes in the box for ventilation, and both ends were decorated with dragon ropes.

Open the box, lined with satin and soft cloth, carefully put the Qiu baby in, cover the box, and put it in your arms. Wrap the dragon rope around the flesh, tie it tightly, and hide it under your armpit.

"What happened?"

Xue Zihan frowned.

"It's okay, I'm just playing a game with Qiu Wa."

Xu Yi picked up the bowl and drank the remaining rice porridge in one gulp.

"This box has obviously been prepared a long time ago."

Snow Zihan is as beautiful as a painted pretty face, covered with frost.

"Your Majesty Xue Zihan, it's not your turn to comment on how your superiors behave."

Xu Yi turned his back and refused to recognize anyone, making Xue Zihan's pretty face turn pale with anger.

"Where are the four leaders?"

He roared loudly, and not long after, four purple-clad leaders rushed over and stood ready.

Xu Yi pointed at Xue Zihan and said, "This is Xue Zihan's subordinate guard. I have been newly elected to the imperial guard. I am currently considered supernumerary. However, with Xue Zihan's conditions as a subordinate guard, I have passed the review of the general commander's office.

It's easy to come here. In a word, Xue Zihan is now my fellow guard. I hope you will unite sincerely and make progress together..."

After some introduction, Xu Yi assigned the latest task. He asked the four commanders to lead all the guards, including the newly recruited Xue Zihan, to review every plant and tree in the fifty-mile radius of Goshawk Rock. If there is any change, report it immediately.

Weird orders, even Xue Zihan couldn't figure out what Xu Yi was doing with a hammer in the east and a stick in the west.

"As you command!"

The four team leaders responded in unison.

Although the order is paradoxical, as a veteran soldier, his nature of "obeying orders" has been infiltrated in his bones.

Watching the frost-covered Xue Zihan being carried away by the four team leaders, Xu Yi slowly eliminated the last bun in one bite, stretched out his body, and crashed into the wind and snow.

There seemed to be a hole in the sky, and the snow fell more and more densely. As far as the eye could see, it was vast and white.

Just as they turned onto the stone path leading to the martial arts arena, a strong smell of blood emanated. After a few dozen steps up, the world in front of them suddenly became piercingly scarlet.

There were fierce battles on dozens of arenas. From time to time, blood rained down on the jade-like snow. The heavy snow covered the blood stains in an instant, and then was covered with new blood.

New blood and new snow, covering each other, white and blood red, shocking.

Looking at the Qisha Soul Monument from a distance, it seems that there has been another change. It used to be black and cold, but now there is almost no black in the entire Soul Monument. It is all cold and chilling red. Paradoxically, the surface of the Soul Monument is cold and hard.

It seemed to be very warm, and heavy snow fell on it, and was instantly evaporated.

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and regard all things as stupid dogs."

There was a sound, and Xu Yi turned around to see a middle-aged scribe walking slowly towards him. He wore a green shirt and light ink, and had an elegant face. As soon as he took a glance, he guessed that it was Mr. Su, who was known as the divine fortune teller.

Mr. Su clasped his fists from a distance and said, "My lord, Mr. Su, I saw you watching this fight with pity in your eyes and as if you couldn't bear it. I feel the same way and came here to bother you."

Xu Yi said, "There is intolerance, but compassion is not necessarily there. They fought for their own future and fought for their own lives. Although they died without regrets, there is no need for mercy. There is a saying that the heaven and the earth are a copper furnace, and all things are fuel. I am just here.

Burning and suffering in the furnace, how can you have mercy on others?"

Mr. Su clapped his hands and said, "This statement is very much in line with my wishes. To be honest, Su was also a person in this arena in the past. If he hadn't fought for his life back then, how would he be able to sit on the sidelines and watch now? God's way is constant, how can manpower shake it?

, we can only display our talents and work hard to survive."

As he spoke, he pointed to the Seven Evil Soul Monument in the distance and said, "With my status as a gentleman, I must know how the blood color of this Seven Evil Soul Monument is dyed." His gaze was directed into Xu Yi's eyes.

"I have indeed heard a few rumors about immortals performing martial arts. I have heard of it, but I have never seen it."

Xu Yi cupped his fists and said, "Mr. Su is a senior and must be well-informed. Can you teach me what is going on with this immortal's martial arts performance?"

Xu Yi probably guessed that Mr. Su came here to contain himself. In other words, he was afraid that he would be detached.

It just so happened that he didn't know much about the Seven Evil Soul Monuments and the Immortal's Martial Arts, but with Mr. Su's "painstaking efforts", he was happy to ask.

In Mr. Su's eyes, he is already a dead person. When facing a dead person, what can't he say, "It is true that immortals perform martial arts. You will see for yourself later."

Xu Yi said, "So Mr. Su must have seen immortals performing martial arts before. I wonder if you can tell me what it's like to have immortals perform martial arts. I heard that many of my Dai Viet's wonderful magical skills came from this immortal martial arts performance.

After enlightenment, the only thing I don’t understand is that it’s just a human figure floating back and forth on the screen wall. It has no mind and no muscles, so how on earth can it confer magical skills?”
Chapter completed!