Traversing the daily life from the Super Seminary

The outer sky, the central star.

The leader Xu Yi stood in the void, and a young man stood in front of him.If someone sees this, they will find that this person looks exactly like Champion Hou.

"Nothing One, you can immediately rush to the Great Thousand World to kill your shadow! His name was Yang An in the Daqian Dynasty." Xu Yi said.

"Yes." The young man nodded slightly, his face cold and arrogant.He punched through the void with a casual punch, and then revealed a crack in space, which turned into lightning and flew into it.

"Soon, as long as I go one step further and integrate Panhuang's Yangshen thoughts, I can break through the Yangshen.

At that time, who else in the ten directions can be the enemy! "Void looked far away, then merged into the void and disappeared.

……

Dagan, Yujing City, the inner courtyard of the imperial palace.

"call."

Taking a deep breath, Xu Yi opened his eyes with a crystal light.

Just now, he has manifested all the memories of the central leader Xu Yi's soul avatar, plus the original [-] acupoints of himself.

Now the secrets of 190 seven large acupoints have been preliminarily completed, but they have not been fully penetrated. It takes a little time, or a huge crystal gas filling, to smash the vacuum.

There are 290 or six large orifices in the human acupoint, and one orifice contains hundreds of small orifices. The total is 12, which is one yuan.

"Boom!" Xu Yi stretched out his hand and punched the void in front of him. The naked eye could see that a tangible fist force twisted the void.

This is the realm above the peak of human immortality, where fist intent is condensed into essence!

It can interfere with matter, move mountains and seas, create space, interfere with time, and the power of the soul of Taoism, and the power of the primordial spirit.

"I don't know if Hong Xuanji and Hong Yi have cultivated to this level." Xu Yi thought to himself.

With the development of the acupoints of the human body, the power of the gods is released.Xu Yi felt more and more that the hidden potential of the human body was really deep and could be used infinitely.

"Your Majesty, I have practiced for so long, why don't I take a break, my concubine will be worried if my body is broken."

At this moment, outside the inner courtyard.A woman dressed in light yellow tulle curled up, her voice was a bit coquettish, and I felt ecstasy after hearing it.

Look at that woman's winking eyes like silk, full of spring spirit, even if you think about it with your butt, you can understand what she means?

"Who can see that the Pope of Jingyuan Temple looks like such a little woman?" Xu Yi smiled secretly, ready to accept the move.

Ask for recommendation, collection.Monthly ticket ha.

Chapter 2 Believe in the Demon Seed!

"So it's Pope Yuaner? What are you doing here?"

Xu Yi asked, looking at the stunning woman in front of him, he couldn't help feeling a little amazed, but that's all.

"Master Hou, did you forget that everyone is already yours?" Yuan'er said with a charming smile, with a hint of resentment.

"Really? Why don't I know, and don't call me Marquis anymore, call me Your Majesty." Xu Yi said.

Hearing this, a trace of anger flashed in the beautiful eyes of the Jingyuan Pope.But then he held back.

"It seems that Yuan Qi God has successfully brainwashed you people from the Western Regions!" Xu Yi said suddenly, with an inexplicable smile.

"What do you mean?" Pope Jingyuan asked, his gaze became dangerous.

"It's too pitiful to be a human being who can't be yourself."

Suddenly, Xu Yi stretched out his palm and pressed it on the fair forehead of Pope Jingyuan like lightning.

"What do you want to do?" There was a trace of panic in the eyes of Pope Jingyuan.

"Help you out!" Xu Yi said.

A ray of soul-destroying light shot out from his eyes, and his divine sense suddenly came to the soul sea of ​​the Jingyuan Pope.

Above the sea of ​​souls, there are ups and downs.It is extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will be doomed.

Tens of millions of thoughts floating around represent the memories of a person's life hidden in them, like an animation frame by frame, all of which are displayed in Xu Yi's eyes at a glance.

If others watch these tens of millions of thoughts, they will definitely collapse because they cannot bear the complex memories contained in the divine thoughts, and they cannot be themselves.

But Xu Yi was different, breaking through to the Creator Realm of the Seven Thunder Tribulations, the number of soul thoughts remained constant at one yuan.

And based on this, tens of thousands of new ideas are constantly being developed, and the number of ideas has long been several times that of ordinary people, with hundreds of thousands.

With a movement of Xu Yi's mind, it turned into a pure yang electric arc and split open the spirit sea of ​​the Pope Jingyuan.

The sea of ​​soul is surging, and thoughts are scattered.Underneath is endless darkness and nothingness, empty.

But there were bursts of low-pitched Sanskrit voices slowly coming out from below, this kind of voice was very gentle and kind.

But it is also very magical, with an indescribable sense of strangeness, which makes people unable to help but indulge in it.

Even though Xu Yi's spirit was strong, he couldn't help feeling a little dazed, and then his mind turned into a sharp sword of wisdom, which chopped off the brainwashing Sanskrit sound.

Breaking through the maze, the darkness and emptiness under the sea of ​​souls finally revealed the true face of Mount Lu.

A golden strange seed was suspended there, emitting a faint light.

However, in Xu Yi's eyes, he could see a person's face flickering continuously, as if he was constantly trying to induce him.

But under the golden seed, there was an illusory shadow kneeling there, kneeling and praying, which was the idea of ​​Pope Jingyuan.

"That gold seed contains a strong scent of incense, which is similar to the condensed nine-fold god halo of Yang Pan.

Could it be that the god of vitality planted the incense and fire demon seeds in the sea of ​​consciousness of the Jingyuan pope? "Xu Yi said to himself, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

If there is any one in this world that has the most brilliant magic about belief in incense and fire, it is of course the last of the three supreme scriptures in the Great Chan Temple, "Future No Life Sutra".

And now the only copy of the Sutra of Future Absence in Qiandi Yang Pan's hands is in Xu Yi's hands.

"Still awake! Pope Jingyuan."

Xu Yi snorted coldly, and it turned into a thunderbolt, like a bolt of lightning piercing the sky, and like a basin of cold water pouring down on his head!

At the same time, the floating incense demon seed emitted hundreds of millions of bewitching lights, trying to expel Xu Yi, an outsider.

"Ridiculous." Xu Yi watched the movement of the demon seed, the thoughts of a hundred thousand souls changed, and the power of the destructive thunder robbed it, turning it into a thunderous Buddha, smashing his head and face with the Buddha's seal to smash it into pieces!

A moment in the soul sea, but only a moment in the outside world.