Chapter 1081 (1/2)

Zhou Yi's eyes were like electricity. He stared at Yi Sheng. His hands suddenly worked hard and grabbed Zhou Yi. At this moment, his left foot suddenly worked hard and kicked Yi Sheng's waist.

”Puff”

Yi Sheng's eyes showed a trace of horror, and the blood in his mouth suddenly spewed out, which was obviously traumatized.

”Do you really think I dare not touch you!!” Zhou Yi takes Xiaocha in his arms and looks at Yi Sheng coldly.

At this time, Yi Sheng was very uncomfortable. His waist had been seriously injured in that blow. He looked a little shocked. He didn't think that a waste could hurt himself!

If you hurt yourself so easily, at least your cultivation should be above the triple level of martial arts. Has the youth in front of you entered the third level of martial arts?

If he deliberately forbears, what is his purpose? Is he trying to rise rapidly from the name of waste and obtain the name of genius? Or another purpose?

If so, the young man in front of him must have an unfathomable plan. The humiliation he has suffered over the years will certainly be doubled in the future!

After Yi Sheng thought of it, his heart suddenly became cold. He fled the scene like crazy!

People have inverse scales. Zhou Yi's inverse scales are small tea!

If someone moves her, Zhou Yi will hurt her ten inches!

Xiaocha lies quietly in Zhou Yi's arms, her face is slightly red, but she feels very happy!

Zhou Yi didn't feel embarrassed at all. He gently pushed Xiaocha away, stroked Xiaocha's messy hair with his white fingers, and walked quickly towards his house.

The girl's mood was suddenly a little lost. She turned and looked at Zhou Yi's lonely figure, her eyes shaking slightly. The scene of the two people's struggle just now, with Xiaocha's weak body, didn't see it at all, but she wondered why her master would spit blood and leave here.

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”Pooh!” Zhou Yi returns to the room and spits out a mouthful of old blood. His body can't use too much spiritual power. Otherwise, the spiritual power will run around. At least, it will hurt the meridians. At worst, the spiritual power will not be controlled and explode his body alive.

He didn't want to fight with Yi Sheng just now, but when he saw Yi Sheng touch the little tea, his spiritual power was boiling.

Zhou Yi sat on his bed and rested for a moment. He quickly opened the peeping Nirvana from the Sutra Pavilion, and his mind kept turning.

Although Zhou Yi's muscles and veins are abandoned, his memory is extraordinary. As long as he glances at a book, he can firmly remember it in his heart, although he doesn't say it backwards.

However, this peeping at nirvana is different from other books. Zhou Yi wants to remember the villains' actions, but those villains seem to be spiritual, and their actions are constantly changing, as if they were alive!

Zhou Yi was immediately surprised. He fiercely closed the peeping at nirvana, and a cold sweat poured out on his forehead. The whole person looked straight ahead like a wood.

”What's the situation!!” Zhou Yi's head tingled, and villain patterns seemed to enter his mind, waving his posture constantly.

The movements of these villains are not very like boxing. Each movement seems to have some mysterious meaning.

After looking at peeping nirvana, Zhou Yi clearly knows that these actions are the first level of peeping nirvana, peeping weak, but he can't imagine how these actions appear in his mind.

The whole peeping nirvana is divided into seven realms, three peeping and four nirvana.

Three peeps, weak peeps, Yin peeps, Yang peeps.

Four nirvana, bones and muscles, blood, flesh and soul.

Peeping at the weak is to fully develop their own body functions. Each part can become a deadly weapon. After a lot of cultivation, they can clearly see through the weakness of the enemy, so as to achieve the effect of weak enemy strong.

And these villains appeared in Zhou Yi's mind. Those actions seem to have been practiced countless times. The memory is particularly clear. Each action has a sense of familiarity.

Zhou Yi breathed out. He went to the empty room and began to imitate the first level of cultivation.

For more than ten years, although Zhou Yi can't practice Dharma and can only practice some foreign Kung Fu, his foundation is very solid. Now he doesn't have much astringent meaning in practicing peeping at nirvana.

The action does not require force, but intention, and there must be no pause between each action, which must be consistent.

At this time, Zhou Yi's body is like a woman. It seems that he is not practicing, but dancing a strange dance.

Zhou Yi was also quite helpless about this. He just thought about the humiliation he had suffered. He endured it and finished the whole set of movements completely.

Among them, some movements have great requirements for the flexibility of the body. If Zhou Yi's muscles and bones do not reach a certain level, he will suffer some pain.