A breeze blew away the fleeting heat, and there was still a hint of electricity in the air.
Yang Cang opened his mouth wide, his eyes round, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
The breath of thunder filled the void, and a little ashes dissipated with the wind. A huge pit was smashed into the jungle below, with the soil turned inside out and the bushes turned upside down, with a diameter of more than five kilometers.
Originally, the thunder instinctively set the entire forest on fire, but the next second, a little thunder fell from the sky and extinguished the flames.
The scene in front of him was not exaggerated for the experienced cultivators. Any Jindan could cause a bigger commotion than this. However, the real strong ones were not judged by size. Often, "only hurting the leaves without destroying the tree" was the real skill.
More than a dozen golden cores and a powerful physical cultivator whose aura was infinitely close to that of a Nascent Soul were wiped out so casually.
"My dear ancestors, this... this..."
Yang Cang's mouth was tied up, it was really unbelievable.
The immortal has only been revived for less than three years. Could it be that he has returned to his peak already?
Before Yang Cang could think too much, the next second an indescribable chill surged into his heart and rushed straight to his forehead, instantly making all the hair on his body stand up.
Looking up, I saw the golden giant looking at me, and then he slowly raised his hand.
Yang Cang thought the immortal didn't recognize him, so he raised his hand and shouted, "It's me, the immortal! It's me, little fortune teller, don't you remember me?"
The golden handprint fell, as if the sky was falling, and the air in all directions solidified in an instant.
Yang Cang subconsciously used many Taoist defense methods. He raised his hand and used the Six Elements Divine Light to fight against the giant hand. With his other hand, he used the ancient Taoist secret method of Turtle Breath, and the emerald green turtle shell wrapped him.
There is a hint of the charm of Xuanwu faintly revealed.
Oh my goodness! What am I doing?
What Yang Cang thought in his mind was contrary to what his body felt. In his heart, he chose to believe that the immortal would not kill him, and resistance would only bring about a more severe beating.
Generally speaking, if it's not a serious mistake, the immortal will just give it a slap, and most of the time it's just physical pain, and it won't leave any difficult-to-heal injuries.
If you resist, you won’t die, but your life will definitely not be easy.
But Yang Cang still resisted. His ancient Taoist heritage seemed to have ideas of its own and was completely disobedient.
He was in a stalemate with the giant golden hand for a few seconds, and then he was knocked into the ground by the incomparable force, with half of his body buried in the soil.
The ancient Taoist methods were shattered and could not be restored in a short period of time.
Yang Cang felt the changes in his body and regardless of the pain all over his body, he quickly raised his hand to apologize: "Thank you for saving my life, Immortal..."
Just when he was halfway through his words, another golden palm came down, slamming the half-buried creature into the mud, leaving only its head outside.
"Those who speak nonsense should be beaten."
A faint voice fell, and Yang Cang held on for a few seconds after hearing it, then his head tilted and he fainted.
Yang Cang remembered what his master said.
Immortals are narrow-minded.
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A rental house in Gaojing.
Li Yi did not act like a lazy guy as usual, doing nothing all day long. He either played with his phone and watched videos, or went downstairs to play cards with the old man.
He was a good student today, and his desk was filled with all the textbooks and teaching materials for the first semester of college. It only took Li Yi half an hour to finish reading all the books, and he even killed a few mice in the middle.
Li Yi attaches great importance to going to school. As a student, he will complete his studies and take the exams he should take.
What about class attendance?
Li Yi also considered this point, and asked Zhao Si to help with a special research project called "On the Evolution of Heaven and Earth". In a cutting-edge university like Dijing, there is no shortage of talented people, let alone geniuses. In order to allow these students to better display their talents, the school will allow these students to study and research freely without attending classes.
Some can even teach students of the same grade.
Li Yi received this special treatment, but he did not use any backdoors, because he was really studying the evolution of the universe. Of course, the intensity of this research was equivalent to observing ants when I was a child, and I would take a few glances when I had nothing to do.
At this time, "On the Evolution of Heaven and Earth" had already become a top-secret research in Zhoudi.
Perhaps in Li Yi's eyes, it was just a simple observation diary, but in the eyes of others, it was a major event involving the mysteries of heaven and earth. It was equivalent to studying controlled nuclear fusion, and even far exceeded nuclear fusion.
There are at least a dozen areas in the world where nuclear fusion can be studied, but only immortals can observe the changes in the laws anytime and anywhere.
Taoist Qingxuan of Shangqing Palace had to meditate for four or five months to comprehend the universe and heaven, but in Li Yi's hands it could be written like a diary.
This is the biggest difference between the field of spiritual practice and the field of science and technology. The former almost brings the individual to the extreme.
Suddenly Li Yi stopped what he was doing, put down the textbook, and looked out the window, with a hint of interest and inquiry in his eyes.
"Little fortune teller, are you lucky or unlucky?"
Qiong Yu, who was sitting at the corner of the table playing with her phone, turned around and asked in confusion, "Senior Immortal, what happened?"
Li Yi replied: "I just saved a young man. He has a very mysterious inheritance. Every Taoist method points directly to the root of the law."
Recalling the breath and trajectory of the little fortune teller's Taoism, Li Yi unconsciously deduced it. With a fingertip, several rays of light flew out, and were then crushed by him.
just?
Qiong Yu was puzzled by the first sentence. She had been beside the immortal from the beginning. Although part of her attention was on the phone, she should be able to feel it if the immortal made a move.
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