Dedicate One’s Mind

Boarding the return boat with his disciples, Wu Yi didn't have to think about how to return to the Taoist temple this time. It was just that he went with his inner demons, but came back alone.

Wu Yi naturally knew why his inner demons didn't come back. With the strangeness of his inner demons, as long as he didn't provoke some big demons, there shouldn't be much difficulty in surviving in the mountains. But when the time comes, Wu Yi would have to face The possibility is that he will be an inner demon who has almost cultivated an immortal body.

Wu Yi did not choose to enter the room to meditate. He walked around in the spacious cabin, thinking about how to solve his inner demons. It was useless to think hard, so he walked around, hoping to get some inspiration.

This opportunity to enter the inner sect once a year to practice is not only a good time for disciples to obtain the skills and practice, but also a good time for disciples to connect with each other. In the luxurious cabin, there are disciples in twos and threes everywhere, whispering to each other. Tell anecdotes.

Of course, the place with the densest crowds is the place where the martial arts fight is held. Originally, such things are considered private martial arts fights, and the sect does not allow it. It is just a matter of discussing and polishing the skills when the time comes. As long as no lives are lost, the sect will not Staring hard.

There were cheers and cheers from time to time, so Wu Yi naturally avoided such a place on purpose.

Just when walking through a fighting place, Wu Yi frowned and thought to himself: Why is she here?

It turns out that Wu Yi saw Ge Yiyi. According to the news he got from other disciples, Ge Yiyi should be getting married to the Xu family at this time, but he shouldn't be here.

It's just that this matter can be asked later. Wu Yi turned his attention to the battle situation and saw that the person fighting against Ge Yiyi was a young and elegant disciple in Chinese clothing. He should have the cultivation of tempering Qi. He was wearing a precious light and a long sword. Dance with swords shining in all directions. But in Wu Yi's eyes, it was full of flaws. Even without using magic power, he could snatch his sword away with bare hands.

Wu Yi would naturally feel this way when he saw the Qi Condensation disciples' fighting skills after gaining spiritual consciousness. Unfortunately, Ge Yiyi did not have it, and her cultivation level was still one level lower than the weak crown disciple opposite her, which was just Qi Condensation.

Ge Yiyi used a wood-attribute spell to shoot thorns and vines towards the opposite side. These vines were very flexible. Wu Yi saw that the disciples in Huafu couldn't cut off the vines in one go even if they slashed with their swords. Instead, the wood-attribute skills recovered faster. Quickly, those vines quickly returned to their original state, and it was Ge Yiyi who had the upper hand.

"Miss, it seems that you have learned a lot in the inner sect. Then you should also come and see the swordsmanship I have obtained in the inner sect." At a disadvantage, the young man in fine clothes did not show any panic at all and said with a smile.

The young man in colorful clothes instilled spiritual energy into the sword. Although he did not follow the path of sword cultivation, and did not put the sword in the Dantian to warm it up like Sun Zhijie to improve the running-in degree with the sword, but this sword is a real magic weapon.

The magic sword gradually bloomed with dazzling light. Ge Yiyi saw that this swordsmanship seemed to take a lot of time to prepare, but it was both offensive and defensive. On the one hand, he condensed a wooden shield in front of him, and on the other hand, he commanded the vines and thorns to attack Huafu from all directions. youth.

It's just that the young man knew that his spell needed time to prepare, so he had already set up the aura shield in front of him. The vines just made a banging sound when they were struck, and it seemed that he would not be able to break through the aura shield for a while.

Wu Yi couldn't help but shook his head when he saw this scene. At this moment, it was time to make a big effort and interrupt the spellcasting of the young man in Chinese clothes. Otherwise, there would be no way to stop it when it was already in full swing.

Fortunately, it was not too late for Ge Yiyi to understand. He took off a wooden hairpin from the top of his head. This thing looked simple and unpretentious, but he did not expect that it was also a magic weapon. Ge Yiyi flattened his palms, let out a little spiritual energy, and said: " Go." The wooden hairpin bloomed with light and flew out like a scorpion's tail.

The young man in rich clothes chuckled and said: "It's too late." The sharp sword in his hand slashed down, and a sharp sword light flew out, not only cutting off all the vines that were bothering the surroundings, but also flying away. The wooden hairpin and sword posture remained unchanged. Ge Yiyi's expression changed slightly, and he held up two wooden shields in front of him one after another. Together with the previous ones, there were three in total.

However, this sword light was really sharp, and the offensive attack after breaking through three wooden shields did not weaken much. Only then did Ge Yiyi lose his beauty.

Wu Yi felt that things were not as he imagined. They were competing in skills. Otherwise, the young man in Chinese clothing should have withdrawn his sword light at this time. However, since he saw this matter and he was from the same sect, he also If it's not good, don't take action.

Wu Yi's spiritual sense had already calculated the power of the sword light. At this time, he divided a stream of spiritual energy and rubbed away most of the sword light. The sword light collided with Ge Yiyi's spiritual energy shield and failed to break through, and finally dissipated invisible.

The face of the young man in Chinese clothes was gloomy. He couldn't see clearly Wu Yi's cultivation, but his previous sword light seemed to have fallen into a quagmire when it encountered the spiritual energy released by Wu Yi. It had great power but had no place to use it. Finally the momentum waned. Wu Yi defeated his swordsmanship with skill.

Although Wu Yi had built up his foundation with strength, his Qi still remained at nourishing Qi. There was no way that a simple wisp of spiritual Qi could break the opponent's long-accumulated swordsmanship.

The secret lies in the use of spiritual consciousness. Wu Yi mastered the art of controlling spirits before establishing the foundation of strength. The art of controlling spirits is originally used in conjunction with spiritual consciousness. Maybe other foundation-building monks will need some time to hone after they break through. Only one person can master this skill, but Wu Yi has the foundation and can use it soon.

With the help of spiritual consciousness, Wu Yi could naturally mobilize his spiritual energy to specifically attack the weak points of the sword light. When he felt that it was almost the same, he let the spiritual energy and the sword light confront each other head-on, which finally led to this result.

The young man in colorful clothes looked at Wu Yi, then at Ge Yiyi, and said: "It turns out you are the helper she invited. Just wait and take over my move if you have the ability."

The young man in the Chinese costume knew that Wu Yi's cultivation level might be higher than his own, but it shouldn't be much higher. In the eyes of the young man in the Chinese costume, the reason why Wu Yi was able to defeat his previous swordsmanship so easily was not only because the sword light was worn away a lot, but also because Wu Yi looked on and looked at the flaws. Since Wu Yi was off the field this time, there was no time to give him a chance to see the flaws.

The young man in Huafu said this very cleverly. He asked Wu Yi to take his move. If Wu Yi didn't agree, he could leave. Anyway, there were two people on the other side. Wu Yi alone had no idea how to deal with the two enemies. A person who keeps his face like this, if Wu Yi is careless and arrogant and agrees, it will naturally make Wu Yi understand that being in the limelight is not so easy.

Seeing that the person coming was Wu Yi, Ge Yiyi didn't even take back his wooden hairpin, so he hurriedly said: "Junior brother Wu, don't be careless, don't miss the opportunity." Wu Yi responded with a reassuring smile.

Ge Yiyi obviously felt that Wu Yi did not listen to her words, but Wu Yi had decided so, and she could not change anything. She stamped her feet anxiously, took back the wooden hairpin, and formed a horns with Wu Yi, ready to support Wu Yi at any time.

Seeing that the strategy of provoking the general worked, the young man in Chinese clothes was overjoyed. He stopped waiting and quickly prepared his own moves.

In fact, Wu Yi would not really be stymied by such a sentence. Wu Yi's spiritual consciousness was tightly locked on the young man in Chinese clothing. If this young man in Chinese clothing went crazy, it would be similar to the last resort used by Yuan Qingxi last time. Wu Yi would still interrupt him midway, and Wu Yi also had the intention to take this opportunity to see what the results of his practice during this period were.

After saving up for a while, the young man in Chinese clothes saw that Wu Yi showed no sign of interrupting him, so he still didn't dare to relax. After all, Wu Yi didn't say anything to agree. He said everything by himself. If Wu Yi chose to take action at the last moment, he would still be blind. .

"Adulterer, you must die." The young man in colorful clothes waved his sword down proudly.

Hearing the voice of the young man in colorful clothes, Wu Yi was a little distracted. He didn't know what he thought of. Ge Yiyi saw the sword light coming and said in a panic: "Junior brother, be careful."

Awakened by Ge Yiyi's voice, Wu Yi casually glanced at Jian Guang. His spiritual energy turned into a big snow-white palm, holding Jian Guang in his palm. The sword light rushed left and right in the palm, stabbing out small bumps on the big palm. , but the big palm seemed to be made of cowhide and was extremely tough. No matter how the sword light was used, it was useless. In the end, it was wiped out by the gradually shrinking palm.

The face of the young man in rich clothes changed drastically, and he quickly retreated. Wu Yi smiled disdainfully when he saw his retreating figure.

Just when the young man in Chinese clothing thought he was far away from Wu Yi, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief in his heart. As long as he entered his room and turned on the restriction, Wu Yi could not break through the golden elixir restriction no matter how powerful his supernatural power was.

But the young man in fine clothes suddenly felt a cold air next to him. Just when he turned his head to look at the source of the cold air, he suddenly discovered that next to him was a black bucket-waist and three to four feet long. Youda Snake stared at him with evil intentions.

I haven't had any trouble with it, so it should be fine. This was the last thought of the young man in Chinese attire before he was swallowed by Xiao.

The onlookers couldn't help but exclaimed and quickly dispersed. After swallowing the young man in Chinese clothes, Yan swam beside Wu Yi and shrunk his body. Since he is a ghost, he can naturally shrink his body. It's just that the young man in gorgeous clothes inside the body is not small. An obvious human shape can be seen on the body, which is even more terrifying.

Jin fawningly asked Wu Yi for credit, and Snake Xinzi licked Wu Yi's clothes. Wu Yi naturally knew what Jin was thinking, but he still looked serious.

Xiao looked a little coy and spat out the sword used by the young man in Chinese clothes. It couldn't swallow it anyway, so it didn't hurt to give it to Wu Yi.

Wu Yi hummed slightly dissatisfied. He knew that since the spirit ghosts in the stone tablet world mastered the Nine Ghost Locking Palace Formation, Xiao rarely succeeded. He fasted for several days, but was trapped by the spirit ghosts from time to time and consumed a lot of energy. Less yin energy.

Wu Yi finally called him out and swallowed a monk who was full of spiritual energy. How could he let go easily? Wu Yi couldn't dampen his enthusiasm, so he had to draw the cake he originally planned to give to him. That was The earthly evil spirit that Wu Yi saw under the cave where evil spirits gathered in Dahuai Town was necessary for the ghosts to advance into evil spirits.

Feeling that trace of evil aura, saliva actually dripped from Yan's mouth and fell on the deck, causing waves of cold air to rise.

With this exchange, Xiao directly vomited out the young man in Chinese clothes. Now he has lost half of his life, and he fainted from the stimulation of the cold air. His clothes were messy, covered with mucus, and he looked extremely disgusting. .

Wu Yi winked at Ge Yiyi, naturally meaning to leave it to Ge Yiyi. Ge Yiyi didn't hold back, just whipped it down. Without the protection of spiritual energy, the finely crafted treasure clothes of the young man in gorgeous clothes would have been destroyed. The Yin Qi of Xiao had corroded, and now it burst into pieces.

The young man in colorful clothes was woken up by a whip. He whimpered in pain, but he obviously did not recognize the reality. When he saw that it was Ge Yiyi who woke him up, he still screamed endlessly, until the sound of Zhen swam by his forehead. Cold sweat just left a little bit, and I stopped talking.

What follows is naturally a series of confessions and begging for mercy.

After sending this disgusting thing away, Wu Yi took back his sword. Wu Yi looked at Ge Yiyi and didn't know what to say.

Ge Yiyi squeezed out a smile and said, "How are you, junior brother?"

Wu Yi hesitated for a while and finally said: "Why are you here?"