"I won."
Dong Yunshu put away the Heavenly Sword and looked at Wei Xi with pride.
Although she is generally not interested in her defeated opponents, Wei Xi is an exception. She feels happy every time she wins over the opponent.
On the other hand, Wei Xi didn't have much frustration or indifference on his face. He lowered his eyes, recalling the fight just now.
Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is not seeing the gap.
At the beginning, Wei Xi couldn't see the gap between himself and the Sword Immortal, especially in fighting. Even without using a sword, the opponent could crush Wei Xi and leave him without any resistance.
If you throw the same punch, the opponent may only need to instinctively adjust the angle to make it impossible for you to avoid it.
Wei Xi didn't know where the gap was, but Li Yi knew and gave her advice generously. Now she can see some gaps and is making progress.
Sword Immortal, a natural talent for fighting.
This is how her husband evaluated her, and he even said that she was not as good as Dong Yunshu in fighting. Such a high evaluation made Wei Xi feel very uncomfortable, but fortunately, she was more talented in Qi training than the other party.
Refining Li Yi's Yuan Yang Qi is 0.5 times faster than Dong Yunshu's.
He is a traditional genius, with a high lower limit and a low upper limit. When he reaches the state of transformation, the speed of practicing Qi is not important, but his understanding of the Tao is more important.
After three breaths, Wei Xi admitted very straightforwardly: "I lost."
After saying this, she ignored the two guests who had just arrived, walked into the bedroom, entered her own practice space, and meditated.
There was no quarrel during the period, it was much more peaceful than before.
Because his loss was an indisputable result, Wei Xi was not so magnanimous as to not be able to afford to lose.
This is the effect that Li Yi has guided. Once a person has a goal, other things will be put on the back burner.
Instead of letting Dong Yunshu and Wei Xi, two people who are proud to the core, accept each other, it is better to do the opposite and let them chase each other, so that the demeanor of the strong can overcome jealousy.
So far, the effect seems to be outstanding.
The two of them have subtly changed their way of getting along. Although they are still very close, their attitudes are no longer so tense. Before, she was a village woman when she opened her mouth, a mistress when she closed her mouth, and a move of killing was used when she raised her hand.
Of course, the premise is that one of the parties does not sneak away.
A delicate balance maintains the strange equilibrium of this family.
Seeing that the family affairs were over, Qiong Yu said, "Senior Immortal, King Yuan Sheng and King Lan are here."
Li Yi put down his mobile phone, rolled over in his sitting position, stood up from the sofa and stretched out his hand.
"Please take a seat, both of you."
His attitude was not very polite, but rather very casual. But at this moment, when they saw it, they couldn't help but think of a rumor.
The immortals of Shenzhou are approachable and have no airs. They may be beggars on the roadside, scholars on a boat, storytellers in a teahouse, or doctors.
Li Changsheng's deeds during his travels in the human world were numerous, and they were passed down by word of mouth in many sects of the immortal way. Because many people had been instructed by the immortals, and a small number of these people became powerful, they would naturally tell their disciples about it.
It was okay for Yuan, who was just one step away from becoming a Buddha, but King Lan was already a little flattered, especially when Li Yi shook hands with her.
Qiong Yu brought two stools and placed them right opposite the sofa. They were too shabby for strong men of Yuan and Lan's level, but it seemed particularly luxurious for Li Yi to sit on the same level with them.
This is a genuine Wuxiang, a terrifying existence that only existed in legends even in his previous life.
Pan Daozun, the Great Sage Panhu, Feng Wa, etc. are all legends they have heard since childhood.
In their opinion, Li Yi is already on an equal footing with them, so isn't it an honor for him to sit with them now?
Yuan and Lan sat down, the former with a natural posture while the latter was a little reserved.
"Fellow Daoist, I am taking the liberty to visit you today to express my gratitude. I thank you for your grace in bestowing the Dao, teaching the Dao, and protecting the Dao."
Li Changsheng has done three great favors for me.
The grace of bestowing the Tao was given to King Mingling. Li Changsheng transferred the throne of King Mingling to himself, allowing him to take charge of the underworld again and have the possibility of achieving Taoism again.
The grace of being taught is for the gate of life. In order to increase his chances of surviving the heavenly tribulation, Li Changsheng taught himself all the gates of life in his own skills.
The grace of protecting the Dao is to reverse the heavenly calamity so that he will not be forced to merge with the Dao and completely lose the possibility of achieving the Dao.
From beginning to end, Li Changsheng did not ask for any compensation or benefits, but he had to give it.
Not only give, but give thoroughly.
"Such a great favor, words of thanks are not enough to express it, this is just a small token of my appreciation."
Yuan took out a palm-sized bronze seal from his arms, with a bronze ghost face engraved on the front and dragons and phoenixes on the left and right sides.
As soon as this thing appeared, the air conditioner in the room stopped with a beeping sound, because the temperature had dropped to 5 degrees, a drop of 20 degrees.
Wisps of negative energy seeped out and condensed into a pale yellow cloud visible to the naked eye.
Any cultivator with a little vision can realize that this is a great treasure. The Yin Qi that permeates it is an excellent spiritual object. It can be used to refine equipment, make pills, set up formations, and even practice some special skills.
"This is the Huangquan Seal, which contains all of Huangquan's inheritance, including my lifelong learning, the method of the six paths and three lives of reincarnation."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qiong Yu could not help but exclaimed, looking at the bronze seal in disbelief.
Is this a little bit of thoughtfulness?
"Yellow Springs inheritance?!"
It’s no wonder she made a fuss, it’s really because the things Yuan took out were too precious.
There is a modern saying that goes, knowledge is priceless. Applying this to the spiritual world, it means that inheritance is priceless.
Huangquan is not a small sect, but a holy place that controls the rules of heaven and earth, and the supreme law of ghost cultivators and Yin gods. Moreover, the Saint King Yuan himself is only one step away from the state of invisibility, and the reincarnation he left behind has become the pillar of heaven and earth in the future, supporting the Yin and Yang worlds.
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