More than ten shadows swooped in from all over the place and appeared near the house. They exchanged messages with each other through the secret whistle and jumped toward the courtyard.
"Well …"
Wearing a black robe on the roof is like hiding a ghost in the dark night and touching it.
"It’s interesting that it’s actually red-violet who teaches people."
Since Bai Fengyue got the seal of the holy Buddha, the red-violet religion has gradually withdrawn from the sphere of influence of Kunshan City, and there are only a few others.
After all, it is difficult to teach here with the Lins in red-violet teaching, but it will lose many masters every year.
It is even more rare to move on such a large scale as today.
Shook his head Zhou Yi ignored.
No matter what they want to do, the purpose of his own trip is to "Thousand Spirits Book" to cultivate "Necromancer Mushroom"
"Hey!"
A flash of figure has disappeared in situ.
Land Pentium is complete
Proficient in wind defense tactics (4/1)
Proficiency in the realm of defending the wind will increase Zhou Yi’s original speed base by 20% and his posture will become lighter and more elegant.
but
This practice is so slow that it is outrageous.
After years of walking, he used to run the wind-fighting tactic, plus a permanent certificate, and the golden finger was just as skilled.
Entry is slower after advanced proficiency.
Compared with Dacheng’s pure yang iron cloth shirt, it is not bad at all.
It is no wonder that Bai Fengyue will not hesitate to hand over the imperial wind tactic. Even it will take more than ten or twenty years for practitioners to achieve this achievement.
Mastery, success …
A generation is not necessarily successful!
This makes Zhou Yi even more curious that the limit of this work is so profound and subtle that it should not be mediocre.
A 30% increase seems like a lot, but it’s far less cost-effective to spend that long than to practice a subject by flying skill.
"Shout …"
Some fallen leaves were picked up by the breeze, but the figure has disappeared.
Drunk and drunk, Liu Laosan said goodbye to the dock. The man staggered and pushed the door. He just entered the room and his body was cold
Years of fighting have made him feel a special sense of murder, just like his whole body is tense and his hair is exploding.
"who?"
Turning around, he looked cautiously at the dark figure in the room, slightly drunk.
"Who is the pavilion?"
"The book of thousands of souls?" Zhou yi is holding the tone.
"Take it out"
"Hum" Liu Laosan eyes slightly narrowed light grunted.
"You let me take it?"
"Well …"
Zhou Yi touched the desire to shine and wanted to think about it. With a wave of his hand, he encouraged to lift the curtains behind him.
At the same time
"You go and have a look"
"What?"
Liu Laosan looked puzzled.
His residence is next to Meng’s mansion. Lord Meng Tang is a first-class master of Qi, which is why he is not afraid of people.
If you shout, someone will come at once.
Carefully move to the window and enter the scene. Ordinary people want to scream with their eyes wide open.