Chapter 983 (2/2)

After that, Zhou Yi concentrated his mind, his eyes turned white, and his divine knowledge swept to the holy tripod.

”Who is it?” an old man's voice spread to Zhou Yi's divine consciousness.

”It's me, your master Zhou Yi,” Zhou Yi said.

Zhou Yi had some joy. ”It seems that in the future, you don't have to enter the snail shell to refine the pill. In this way, as long as you have Lingjing and materials, you will have the Kung Fu of the whole province.”

Zhou Yi was a little happy and opened several books given by the headmaster. The first one was called ten step sword manual.

Zhou Yi had some good ideas, so he practiced this book first.

The first side of this book is ”kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for thousands of miles.”

It gives people a sense of attraction. Zhou Yi turned it casually at first. He doesn't have the overbearing feeling of Da Luo sword.

Zhou Yi watched it for about an hour. There was a smile on Zhou Yi's mouth.

Gradually, it was getting darker and darker. Zhou Yi still sat cross legged on the ground.

”Gulu” at this time, Zhou Yi's stomach cried. Zhou Yi was interrupted by this sound. He looked up and saw that it was already evening.

Zhou Yi didn't feel hungry, but had an inexplicable sense of achievement. Zhou Yi smiled bitterly and said to himself, ”the ten step sword manual is good. There is not only no bottleneck in cultivation, but also it is suitable for people who shed their world.”

”This sword manual is mainly based on speed. There are ten styles in total. It focuses on killing people invisibly and mainly on attack, but it lacks defense. The person who makes the sword manual should want to rely on super fast attack to make up for the lack of defense. It should be about when he reaches Da Cheng. At that time, he will almost be a master, because when the sword manual is small, it is already a golden pill.”

Zhou Yi thought and went into the house to sleep.

”Boy!” a voice came into Zhou Yi's mind like thunder.

A big man in golden armor grabbed Zhou Yi with one hand. This big man was about ten meters tall like a giant and tall like a demon. He had Zhou Yi in one hand and a three pointed two blade gun in the other. He had a beautiful face. This strong man was the overlord Erlang God of Nantianmen.

Erlang God gave Zhou Yi a sense of oppression. He was out of breath and even suffocated.

”Do you know anyone other than you who practices my experience? Don't try to deceive me. I can see through your mind?” the big man asked, and then an eye suddenly lit up on his forehead.

”It was given to me by an old man, but he is dead.” Zhou Yi said timidly.

”Why can I still feel two energies between heaven and earth?” Erlang God glanced at Zhou Yi.

”It was the old man who formed an energy into my body after his death, so you can feel it between heaven and earth, but you can only find me,” Zhou Yi said.

”I am, isn't it?” let me have a look. When Erlang finished, his eyes on his forehead emitted white light and swept towards Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi only felt a sense of paralysis, but he couldn't move.

”It seems that you are telling the truth, but in this way, you disobey my previous rules, so you must die today.”

Yang Jian, the Erlang God, took a three pointed two edged gun and cut it like Zhou Yi.

With a loud bang, Erlang's gun didn't cut Zhou Yi.

But he was blocked by a sword. Zhou Yi was somehow beaten behind his back. He was unconscious before he could see who saved him.

”Da Luo, you dare to break my rules. I'll kill this boy today!” Erlang God roared.

”See for yourself.” Da Luo took out a paper and handed it to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian looked at it and said, ”let's forget it, but if Zhou Yi dares to pass it on to others, even if the Buddha comes, I will kill him.”

After Yang Jian said that, he turned into a light and left, and Da Luo also left.

When Zhou Yi got up the next day, he recalled what happened last night. Although it happened only for a while, Zhou Yi's memory was very clear and fresh.

Zhou Yi let out a little spirit and went to the temple. ”Old man, old man, come out!” Zhou Yi shouted.

”Why do you do so many things every day!” cried the old man.

”Do you know that I almost died yesterday because of the experience you gave me?” Zhou Yi said.

Zhou Yi explained what happened yesterday.

”This experience should belong to Erlang God Yang Jian. This time you just got back your life,” said the old man.

”But you should remember, don't pass it on to the second person, otherwise Yang Jian may kill you regardless of anyone's face. You know that the law of the jungle in this world, no one will sympathize with the weak. Only you are strong is your ability.”

”Do you know the cultivation of Erlang God?” Zhou Yi asked.

”I don't know, but I know he is the first God of war in heaven. His combat effectiveness can even match that of Ni Mei, the eastern wasteland God. Now the world is divided into Buddhism, Taoism and Hades.”