Chapter 190: Hit by a monkey

Qin Yi went to the core of Dongfu to take out the box hidden here.
I was surprised when I took the box. There was a booklet beside the box. Qin Yi forgot what it was ...
When I opened it, I remembered that it was a roster that was taken together with the Dahuanxi Bliss in the secret grid of Nayun Temple. No wonder that after replacing things with Zheng Yunyi, Elder Wu did not find this thing from him.
Qin Yi has forgotten why he left the roster at the forbidden place at that time. He probably didn't feel that he could use it at all.
He thought about it and put the roster in the ring again.
At that time, it was useless, but now that the hatred between Dahuanxi Temple and the Huanxi Temple has deepened, there must be a follow-up. What use can this thing be used for?
The words show that the hexagrams of He are really accurate. Since I entered Xiangong, whether it is intentional or unintentional, no matter what choices are made, it is ultimately right ... at least for now. It is impossible to say that it is forcibly corresponding to the hexagram image. If you just say a fierce hexagram, can you correspond? Obviously quasi-hexagrams.
That hexagram should also count as herself. I heard that they are cultivating the magic weapon of life, this is a watershed that is very representative in the way of cultivation. He Qin Yi is still far from this level. Seeing Minghe is also a big step forward.
May it be well.
Qin Yi unfolded the red rock mandrill scroll. According to Ju Yunxiu ’s instructions, his eyes slowly looked for the source of the painting, slowly tracing back between countless colors and thousands of lines, and finally fixed in the original white. On the paper, the first ink mark that fell.
The scroll slowly twisted and rippled, and the whole picture began to be three-dimensional, becoming a distorted world, and the ripples on the scroll turned into an invisible door.
Tracing to the source, one of the main means of opening a certain kind of secret or prohibition in the calligraphy and painting sect, in the eyes of laymen who do not understand calligraphy and painting, at least it must be repaired by means of reverse causation, or it is forced by brutal mana Calligraphy and painting practitioners only need to develop professional skills ...
The tassels are also amazing, there are many things in Wandao Xiangong that have fresh inspirations for it.
Qin Yi took the box with fragments and carried the mace into the painting.
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A slight dizziness passed, and his eyes had changed.
It is not exactly the same as what is shown on the screen. The screen may only show one image, not all of the entire painting world.
This is a vast area of ​​yellow soil, but there are red rocks all over the place. Some of the rocks are very high, such as mountains into the clouds, and the rocks are covered with soil and have vegetation. The sky is blue, with white clouds floating, and it seems to be moving with the wind.
Whether it is the air or the touch of stepping on, it is very real, like the real world.
The most obvious thing that can make people judge that this is not the real world is that the sky in the distance is gray, and the border between heaven and earth is hazy and illusory, like a canvas, confirming that there is only such a big eye here.
But even so, it is already very large. The scope of Qin Yi's vision is very far away, and there are conservative estimates that there are miles and miles. However, under the cover of the red rocks, I could not find where the mandrill was.
There are only two words in Qin Yi's mind: "Lianhua demon pot" and "Tianshu".
Even if it does not reach the level of being a self-contained world, it is already a bit like a look.
Another point is that there is a lot of pressure in this painting world, and the invisible energy squeezes the body. Qin Yi must drum up his body to resist the qi.
This is a magical energy of the Tengyun level. Its real-world construction has not reached the level of invisible spillage of energy, and it is still very clearly spread throughout the space. If the practice is too low, it may be crushed into powder. There are litters and people inside.
But at the moment, it just provided Qin Yi's need to exercise martial arts. Under this pressure, it obviously has a good exercise effect on the body.
While the mandrill didn't know where, Qin Yi quickly opened the box and held the piece in his left hand.
This is the first time he has come into contact with this fragment. At the time of the acquisition, the tassel shouted anxiously and asked him to cover the box directly, without even taking a closer look, let alone touching ...
Now you can feel the material is not jade or stone in the palm of your hand, because of the irregular relationship between the fragments. There is a strange energy that comes in from the palm of your hand, penetrates the muscles and bones, and fills the blood, and then blasts away in the sea of ​​knowledge. , In a flash, nothing is clear.
Perhaps it is because the fragments are too small, and too little information can be provided. But that energy is real. He has started to wash Qin Yi ’s muscles. It seems that he wants to push his muscles to a perfect state, but soon finds that Qin Yi ’s muscles have been tempered and forged by himself. After a change, I got into my veins again.
Wu Xiu's "easy tendon period" is different from the concept of mortal martial arts. The Yi Jin in mortal martial arts is about "long luck, easy to change strength", which is essentially the use and practice of true qi. The Xianjia Wuxiu's Yijin actually changes Yijin's bones and bones, changing the essence of your tendons.
From muscles, veins, bones, to the marrow, step by step to meet the most perfect and strong texture, step by step to become inhuman, lingering continuity, waving is the cracking of the mountain.
The so-called rebirth is really a literal change.
In fact, Dao Xiu is similar, but there will be a difference in direction. Dao Xiu is like water, talking about elongation and change, Wu Xiu is like fire, and talking about strength and eruption.
Now the energy on this fragment seems to be very dissatisfied with Qin Yi's veins and veins, helping him transform and replace it.
And the most appropriate way for this kind of transformation is not to cultivate in the static, but to find the most perfect state in the dynamic, so martial arts need to grow in battle.
"Swoosh!"
A strong wind sneaked in from the side, Qin Yi was already prepared, and the mace waved directly.
"Crunch ..." The mace slammed on a mandrill's paw, but was blocked by a strong gangue gas, and made a piercing friction sound. The mace was unloaded and slipped away without directly contacting the paw.
Qin Yi was shocked.
To say that there are many opponents in Budo who can unload their forces, but he has never been unloaded, because his luck often bursts out instantly, which is very difficult to unload. It was once dispelled by a special technique, but this was the first time it was disengaged in a melee combat.
In a flash, ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The mandrill was gone, and Qin Yi suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back, staggered a step to avoid the point, and was already punched in the back.
In front of a dizziness, the world began to twist. Qin Yi knew that he was going to lose and was marked as a painter.
Really humiliating, was a monkey drawn in seconds?
In the left hand, the energy of the debris suddenly accelerated, quickly nourishing his injured veins, and reformed to a better state, just like re-forging after the iron was soft.
Qin Yi didn't have time to experience it, and took advantage of his strength to recover some, and suddenly stopped drinking, and his left elbow slammed!
"Bang!" The elbow hit the mandrill's fist accurately. If the fist was spiritual, he slipped away and slammed into Qin Yi's armpit.
"Grandma's." Qin Yi found that he really could not hide, and knocked his head towards the mandrill with a stick.
Gang surging!
Even if you want to be beaten out of the painting world, you must have a "come to the end"!
"Squeak!" The mandrill screamed and quickly disappeared. At the same time, the fist hitting Qin Yi's ribs also received strength, but it was staggered with a single blow.
But only with such a blow, Qin Yi, who had been injured, had a sweet throat and was beaten up to vomit blood.
The speed is too fast to keep up with this mandrill!
The magic weapon cannot be used ... The way of change is temporarily meaningless here, because Qin Yi's changes are only tangible today, and even if he turns into a mandrill, he can't get that kind of speed.
Qin Yixin thought of turning around, suddenly retreating a few feet, let the mandrill flutter, and then pointed forward: "Ill!"
The mandrill suddenly staggered, as if the inertia of his upper body was dragged down by his feet, and he barely stood still.
It hasn't been used in a long time ... Basic Taoism, slow.
Qin Yi spit out a blood foam and raised his mace to show his fierce light: "Smelly monkey, you and I will fight for 300 more rounds!"