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Chapter 216 Daoist friends please stay(2/3)

In a short time, Wei Yi's entire figure completely disappeared by the Huangquan River.

There were only a few dozen Asuras left, looking at each other and not knowing how to speak for a while.

What can you say when everyone has run away?

Moreover, did they seem to feel the breath of Father God just now?

Could it be that they felt wrong?

Wei Yi had no idea what these Asuras were thinking at this moment.

I only saw the sound of cloth being torn suddenly flashing through the air:

"Stab it!"

Immediately afterwards, all I saw was that a crack as high as a person was suddenly torn open in the originally blue sky.

Walk out slowly from inside.

At first glance, Wei Yi looked towards the heaven and earth below.

After seeing the rolling mountains, he nodded with satisfaction:

"It seems that Pindao was not mistaken."

"I originally thought that I could use the crack to leave Yuzhou and then move towards Yuezhou, but I didn't expect that the two sides are actually connected."

"I found the right direction the first time. It seems that Pindao's sense of direction is pretty good."

Although I say it to praise myself, it feels like Mrs. Wang is selling her own melons to praise herself.

But the problem is that this is also true.

Of course, once he has reached this stage in his practice, he rarely makes mistakes.

After all, this mysterious induction is extremely miraculous. Sometimes you can't sense anything, but sometimes you can understand everything in detail.

It looks very magical.

Shaking his head, Wei Yi stepped on a blue cloud, then flashed through the white clouds and flew towards the mountains under the clouds.

at this time.

Two streaks of light suddenly flashed across the distance.

Immediately afterwards, I saw only two old men with long flowing hair, each holding a hood, and seemed to be moving forward quickly.

Look carefully again.

All I saw was that the old man running the fastest in front was stepping on a green tortoise shell.

Of course it can't be said in such an indecent way.

To put it nicely, it should be called turtle shell.

Usually turtle shells like this are used for fortune-telling, but who would have thought that it would actually be turned into a magic weapon?

However, when Wei Yi saw the two streams of light chasing each other in the distance, he was suddenly startled:

"Maybe this turtle shell is really a good thing for refining magic weapons."

Let's imagine.

Those who can grow large turtle shells can generally live for 1,800 years.

During such a long life, give him a spiritual intelligence, and then let him slowly nurture this shell.

Good guy.

As he thought, if the operation was done well, maybe it could be passed down from generation to generation, and a large number of magic weapon turtle shells could really be raised.

This is really a business opportunity!

However, if you want to really seize this business opportunity, if you really achieve something, you will have to continue investing for at least hundreds of years.

Under normal circumstances, even the so-called Immortal Sect would probably be reluctant to part with it.

After all, income and expenditure are not directly proportional.

Just like Xieyue Mountain, they simply don't look down on ordinary magic weapons.

Only the ancestral magic weapons that can truly suppress the struggle between luck and the realm of Dharmakaya are what they value.

Just when inspiration came to him.

I only saw several escaping lights coming out of the mountains and forests in the distance.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"..."

Some people are stepping on the slow white clouds.

It looks like it's climbing on a cloud.

It's just that those monks who drive the clouds all look to be in their seventies, and even their beards are white, which gives them a different kind of contrast.

It really looks like a fairy.

Of course, the age of the other people who are wearing the dodge light is not too young.

It looks like he must be at least thirty or forty.

There is no such thing as the so-called young and energetic, talented people.

After all, before the spiritual power of heaven and earth is revived, if you want to enter the Tao, you really need a lot of insights.

There is not enough age, unless you are truly a genius!

so.

Although the spiritual power of the world has been greatly revived, the main players in today's spiritual practice world are still middle-aged and elderly people.

Otherwise, those young people would have jumped out long ago.

After all, who hasn’t dreamed of flying?

Wei Yi had no intention of getting rid of the countless auras and various gossip thoughts that surged up and down in his heart.

After all, humans must have seven emotions and six desires.

If there are no more gossips and various thoughts, then what’s the point of cultivating immortality?

Seeking immortality is not just about doing whatever you want.

If the higher your cultivation level, the more you forget your feelings, then the more you cultivate, the less interesting it will be.

Just when Wei Yi stepped on this white cloud and flew slowly and fluttering towards a high mountain in the distance.

Only to see a spiritual light suddenly flash behind him.

Immediately afterwards.

A young Taoist with a celestial spirit but who looked very carefree took long strides and caught up with him from behind, and then called out:

"Fellow Taoist, please stay~"

Hearing his words, Wei Yi's mouth twitched subconsciously, and then he turned back to look at this fellow Taoist.

This cannot be said.

I remember my original words to my fellow Taoist, please stay, but how many great people have been harmed.

It can be said that someone is going to die.

He can't bear such a great blessing!

If you look closely, you will see that this young fellow Taoist is really chic in a different way.

The robe he was wearing was very loose, and it seemed as if it didn't fit him well.

He didn't wear any crown on his head.

It was just tied up hastily with an ordinary wooden hairpin.

The most outstanding thing is his feet.

Because he didn't wear shoes on his big feet.

If he hadn't looked at his young and handsome face, Wei Yi would have thought he was a Living Buddha Jigong.

No, the living Buddha statue is also very handsome.

In this short time, the Taoist friend who was wearing a strange dress had already walked through a section of clouds with his bare feet and arrived at the patch of white clouds that Wei Yi was stepping on.

Moreover, this fellow Taoist is very unfamiliar with life, and seems to have a familiar feeling.

I only saw his big feet stepping on the white clouds under Wei Yi's feet a few times, and then he approached Wei Yi and said:

"Fellow Taoist, this piece of cloud is too small. Make it bigger so that we can feel comfortable stepping on it."
To be continued...
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