Chapter 1275: Stripping Away the Extremes and Returning to Join the Nine Suns

With Xu Yi's cultivation level and extraordinary vision, he didn't know that it was common knowledge in the cultivation world that the sea of ​​qi was broken, the practice was interrupted, and there was no way to save it.

But in the end, he was just thinking about it, because after all, one person was trying to take advantage of others' shortcomings. Although Dai Viet is a land with scarce resources and a wild place for cultivation, it cannot stand the fact that there are billions of living beings and countless monks.

From ancient times to the present, how many cultivation techniques have been born, and countless monks have been born. There are no guarantees, and among them there are those amazingly talented and beautiful people, and those who have unexpected encounters around them.

After further investigation, maybe we can actually find a way to recreate the Qi Sea. To put it bluntly, even if it is a useless effort, he is just talking more, so what is the loss?

Xu Yi waved his hand to stop the noise and said loudly: "You are not required to find a way to recreate the Qi Sea. As long as you have some clues, you can come and report to me. Xu will never let you down."

After hearing what Xu Yi said, everyone naturally said nothing and immediately took the order and went their separate ways.

The three-day period passed in a flash.

The news that Xu Yi, an unparalleled powerhouse, had returned from the mountain was like a hurricane and tsunami, causing a sensation in the entire spiritual world.

During this period, Yuan Qinghua also rushed over and returned the more than ten thousand treasure medicine that Xu Yi had left elsewhere.

The two of them sat on the green plain, drinking together around the table and reminiscing about the past. They sat there from dusk to dawn, and then Yuan Qinghua turned back.

After not seeing each other for several years, Yuan Qinghua was not only fat but also much older, and her steps were already staggering. Looking at his retreating back, Xu Yi suddenly felt emotional that this was probably the last time he and he would see each other in this life.

In the long river of life, there is no more Yuan Qinghua.

I mourn the brief moment of life, and envy the infinity of heaven and earth.

In the evening of this day, more than thirty powerful soul-sensing men gathered at Futu Mountain. After everyone presented Xu Yi with the Xumi Ring containing the precious medicine, Xu Yi took out the Earth Soul Talisman.

Thirteen earth soul talismans exuding abundant spiritual power were lined up in front of him one by one.

All the powerful souls held their breaths, and their eyes shot out an almost crazy light.

Xu Yi said loudly: "After I examine the Sumeru Ring and determine the number, I will issue it immediately, and the drawing of lots will be held later."

Half an hour later, more than thirty soul-sensing experts all retreated.

The one who got the earth soul talisman was satisfied, but the one who didn't get it was devastated. But no matter what kind of emotion it was, who would dare to reveal it in front of Xu Yi.

After everyone retreats, a bloody battle for the Earth Soul Talisman will surely break out.

There was even a bloody battle within Xu Yi's perception range, seven or eight miles away.

The earth soul talismans were sent out in succession, whoever gained and who lost was something Xu Yi would not pay attention to.

Carrying tens of millions of precious medicines, Xu Yi left Mount Futu.

After traveling westward for only half a day, we saw a mountain peak slanting in the sky. Under the golden sunshine, the lush mountain peaks were swaying green. The sparkling river slowly flowed from the top of the mountain and merged into a large river. There were two sides of the river. Rows of maple trees, leaves as red as fire.

The mountain is Huiyin Mountain and the river is Nielongjiang.

Xu Yi returned to Xujia Village where he first came to this world.

The original wooden house had long been abandoned and collapsed, leaving only a pile of withered yellow thatch covering the broken firewood door.

Xu Yi subconsciously stretched out his fingers, only to find that no fire spirit burst out. He shook his head and smiled bitterly. A fireball popped out, igniting the pile of dilapidated thatch and burning the old site of the thatched house to the ground.

Then he turned around and entered the forest, where he cut down trees to make beams and kneaded earth into walls.

Inspired by his divine thoughts, his thoughts flowed throughout his body, controlling all things with magic. Suddenly, Xu Yi turned into the most exquisite craftsman in the world.

In less than an hour, a spacious wooden house was completed.

Xu Yi took out some daily necessities from the Sumeru Ring and settled down here.

In the next few days, I walked in the forest during the day and sneaked in the river. In the evening, I looked up at the moon beside Dahuang's grave.

His life seems to be relaxed and leisurely, but it is full of depression and boredom. The root cause is that the main tone of his mood is gloomy.

Suddenly a month passed. Although Xu Yi lived a leisurely and boring life, he did not forget about business, and he always had replenishing medicine.

In thirty days, hundreds of thousands of precious medicines were swallowed by him.

The life force has been restored to the extreme, and all new injuries and old wounds have been restored.

Not only that, even the weak true soul was restored to its original state in these thirty days of tonic.

It's just that the progress in the inner circle of the true spirit is still extremely slow, and there is almost no trace of progress.

Of course, by continuing to take the precious medicine and relying on the accumulation of tens of millions, Xu Yi believed that in the end, he would be able to complete the true spiritual circle.

But in this case, the utilization rate of the precious medicine is too low, which is a waste of resources.

Although the precious medicine was very easy to obtain, it was not wasted like this. Besides, he was probably at the last step of his cultivation.

Yes, in his opinion, the Dzogchen of the true spiritual circle may be the end of his life's practice.

Without the Qi Sea, even if he condenses his soul, it will not be stable because the soul cannot purify the true evil.

Due to the lack of true evil, it is impossible to cultivate true essence, and naturally cannot derive magic power.

Therefore, in his opinion, the true spiritual circle may be the end of this life's cultivation.

On this day, Xu Yi was sitting under the old locust tree in front of the wooden house and reading a book. There were bursts of muffled thunder in the sky, and large ink clouds gathered again. He realized that the effectiveness of the invisible pill had been exhausted again.

Thoughts invaded Xumijie, only to find that the stock of invisible pills was running low, with only about thirty pills left. According to the consumption of one piece in three days, it can only last for more than a hundred days. When converted into the Northern Holy Court, it can only last for a month. , by then, the gravity of his bloodline will definitely still be there.

The muffled thunder in the sky became louder and louder, black clouds gathered in patches, and the previously clear sky was almost completely dark. The dark cloud curtain hung low, as if one could pull off a piece of the dark cloud by tiptoeing and reaching out.

Xu Yi suddenly felt discouraged. It seemed pointless to continue holding on with this broken body, so he might as well disappear in the thunder and lightning.

Born here and died here, it can be regarded as a complete reincarnation.

As soon as this thought came to him, he felt a huge regret. Familiar figures and unforgettable pictures were swirling in his mind.

Xu Yi gritted his teeth fiercely: No, I can't just give in! What does it matter if the sea of ​​qi is broken? I think back then I couldn't even achieve condensation, but in the end I didn't reach the heights I am now.

The fierce energy in his bones broke out, Xu Yi quickly summoned an invisible pill and swallowed it.

With his restrained temperament and hidden divine splendor, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and the sky became clear and blue, as if washed by water.

Xu Yi looked at the sky dreamily, his eyes following the passing clouds, unable to regain his consciousness for a long time.

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed through his mind. He slapped his thigh fiercely and jumped several feet. He was as happy as a child, doing continuous somersaults in the air.

"The Land of Thunder Spirits, this world is not a natural land of Thunder Spirits!"

Xu Yi murmured to himself, then looked up to the sky and laughed. The laughter lasted for a long time, shaking the mountains, stirring up the rivers, and making countless birds and beasts scream sadly all over the mountains and fields.

Xu Yi stopped laughing and couldn't hide the joy in his brows.