Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 812: Imperial yellow for longevity

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Qin Yi leaned against the window, holding the time wheel in one hand to return to the jade slip, and trying to simulate the magic in the other hand, the mysterious halo was looming in his hand, distorting the change form.

Cheng Cheng sat with his cheek in front of him, smiling.

In the past few years, Qin Yi has really grown a lot.

In Cheng Cheng's eyes, Qin Yi has only two stages.

One is Qin Yi, who came to seek medicine when he was a fledgling young man. He considered the problem very green, but he was chivalrous and passionate. He was a typical teenager.

The second is Qin Yi, who was later pulled by Ye Ling to save her life... She lost the war to conquer each other.

From the individual to the demon city, I lost, and I lost a collar for him.

At that time, Qin Yi had obviously matured. Whether it was thinking about things or the wisdom of being a person and doing things, or the strong offensiveness that began to show through the beginning of "being attacked by the wild nature of the monsters", it is no longer the original juvenile.

In fact, the wildness has always been in his bones. He has never wanted to be a "concubine". He has to be a motivator. How could his savage fighting mode really be so calm and gentle?

Therefore, the sword spirit in the demon city is full of autumn, and the East China Sea will be full of heroes. That is the most heroic Qin Yi.

Now it's a goodbye, another twelve years.

Now this should be the third stage of Qin Yi.

From the East China Sea to the South China Sea, he has more history, more knowledge and knowledge, so he is more sharp. He will use more smooth field control and force to replace pure force suppression, so the changes in the South China Sea are all in his palms. . Maybe he never thought of himself as a leader, but in Cheng Cheng's view, this is a very typical leader quality.

It is more obvious that the deeper his cultivation, the different knowledge, although there are still many things to ask the little ghost, but in fact he is Qian Yuan, Qian Yuan is a "senior" on most occasions, is a preacher Instructors are more active road explorers, not early learners and knowledge receivers.

So he can pass a formation, deduce the magic, and create a series of methods.

In all aspects, it is fully mature.

Looking at the spell in his hand, it should be to disintegrate the opponent’s offensive and return to the initial structure... This type of breaking method, which is completely different from the conventional offensive and defensive mode, can not only have the effect of four or two strokes, but also can definitely make it in actual combat The opponent is at a loss for a while, and the actual combat value he can play is absolutely far beyond the normal offensive and defensive methods.

Playing time...so handsome...

With a "huh", the halo in Qin Yi's hand disappeared like farting, and the spell failed.

He laughed at himself, showing his neat white teeth, his smile was very sunny.

Cheng Cheng's eyes were bent into crescents.

Failure is so handsome.

"Cheng Cheng, the path of time is very difficult, much more troublesome than normal spells."

"It's also much stronger." Cheng Cheng asked curiously: "But how does it achieve attack damage? Is it only achieved by means of backlash and rollback?"

"No..." Qin Yi whispered: "Years are the most terrible injury."

Cheng Cheng was startled slightly, watching Qin Yi stretch out his hand and point out the window.

The green leaves of a small tree quickly withered, and quickly fell away, and the tree was cut off and died directly.

It didn't hurt the trees or drained any water. It just accelerated the passage of life and died naturally.

The passage of years... is the most natural injury. People in the world seek to cultivate immortals to avoid this most terrible injury?

Qin Yi's eyes were a little melancholy, and he whispered: "The first time I studied time magic, I thought of it. This is also...one of the reasons for you and me."

Cheng Cheng looked at the dead tree and nodded slowly.

Qin Yi is already able to do this step...Although he only pointed at a small tree, he just pointed it casually, using no magic power. God knows how much he can do in actual combat?

"Theoretically, if I use this technique on my own, I can achieve pseudo-immortality." Qin Yi smiled again: "Unfortunately, it is impossible to control the flow of time inside and outside. That involves spatial differences. "

"Can't the little ghost do it?"

"It is still being studied, I believe it will work."

"That..." It was clearly in his own palace, no matter it was the feather man or the clam, it was impossible to disturb him suddenly. Cheng Cheng looked around like a thief and sat on Qin Yi's lap. , With ear canal: "How can the method of reversing the years to achieve pseudo-longevity compare with the real life increase?"

Qin Yi put down the jade slip, smiling but not smiling: "How to increase longevity?"

"Ride, ride, yellow, yeah~" Cheng Cheng put his arms around his neck, and said nimbly: "Do you know that every time you meet me now, you can really increase your lifespan?"

"Huh? Is it really okay? Also, every time?"

"Don't you think it's a one-off?" Cheng Cheng bit his lower lip, handed a golden ring, and closed his eyes slightly in a posture of craned neck.

The suggestive breakthrough in the sky, Qin Yi's brain "boomed".

This fox!

All the avenues are lost to Jiuxiaoyun, but the secret avenues are more interesting...

While Qin Yi arbitrarily drove Huang and was searching for it, there was a bang, and the door of the room was unscrupulously pushed open, accompanied by the girl’s happy voice: "Master, brother, I'm out of confinement hahaha... Huh? Uh uh..."

The girl froze in place, her eyes were completely missing, and the ceiling and floor were floating all over the world, step by step back.

The scene is terrible...what does that mean gallop with the reins...

Still in the lobby, not even a screen is covered...

The two people inside turned their heads to look at the door in a daze. They were also dumbfounded for a while, the action was still the pause button, and the whole scene could not bear to describe.

The moment Ye Ling exited the door, Cheng Cheng found his mind inside, and the sound of the fox broke through Jiu Xiao: "Another month of confinement! No, a year! No coming out!!!"

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"I'm so stupid, I just thought I could play at night, but I didn't expect it to be okay during the day..." The snake squatted pitifully, in front of him, the master and brother who had been neatly packed, sitting on the chair like a trial , Staring at her fiercely.

Cheng Cheng squeezed a sentence from his teeth: "You haven't seen it in the daytime, what kind of garlic do you put on it!"

Ye Ling squatted further, and slowly hugged her head.

Two little dragon horns came out from between the fingers, and there are flaws in holding their heads...

Qin Yi was caught eye for a while. Before in the South China Sea, it seemed that he hadn't noticed the pair of dragon horns... and couldn't help but interrupt: "You dragon horns..."

"It has been there before, but it is not obvious. Generally, it is not visible in the hair." Cheng Cheng said in a bad mood: "This time it is a little bit longer somehow, even more fairy."

Ye Ling said pitifully: "I went to Jianmu to be an envoy. The dragons watched me and said this is my sister. I said I was just a brother, not so many."

Qin Yi: "..."

"They said that the blood of the dragon in my body is thicker than them, it's not my sister. A tortoise said, help me activate a little bit more, look in the mirror to find out... and that's it."

Qin Yi made the sound of seeing Baxia: "Turtle..."

Is your dragon blood really thicker than your own son?

When I entered the Holy Dragon Peak, the old dragon didn't give blood, but sprinkled blood?

Cheng Cheng said intently: "About the snake has a strong bloodline and a high degree of fusion, it is better than the blood of a tortoise, a lion, or a wolf, so it will not be diluted but will have a strong fusion."

He paused, and said with no good air: "Otherwise, how could this king value this stupid so much, accept it as a protagonist, and become the young master. That's because this guy is truly the most suitable bloodline to lead the monster race. I am more suitable for myself. God knows it is a second-hand who can't get on the wall!"

Ye Ling simply lay on the carpet and stopped talking.

Cheng Cheng didn’t fight with anger: "When you scold you, you will be lying down. How old are you like a cauliflower snake. You have worked so hard to teach you for so many years. What have you learned?"

Ye Ling stared straight at a small pool of water stains close at hand, sobbed her nose, sleepwalking, and said: "Learning...Is it counted as a fairy..."