Soon, Dong Yunshu came to his senses, let go of his hand, and his expression calmed down.
"It's out of control."
Li Yi shook his head and didn't care much, nor did he ask why the other party's mood was so volatile just now.
He asked, "Fellow Daoist Xue Ye, are you in Nascent Soul stage now?"
Just now, Dong Yunshu showed a little bit of her magic power, which allowed Li Yi to see through her cultivation level, and it didn't seem to be at the Nascent Soul stage.
Although Li Yi is a Qi Refiner and follows his own path, he also understands the system of cultivators and has learned from them in many places. Yuanying was also called Daotai in ancient times. Although the cultivation in his era is similar to that in ancient times, there are some minor differences, among which Yuanying is the most obvious.
In ancient times, the cultivation of the Dao fetus was to open the Great Circulation, reveal the Central Channel, form the Dan, and nurture the baby in the Dantian. It was almost a one-step process, jumping from Qi Refining to Yuanying.
However, the current practice has undergone many modifications, with many realms being divided separately, and Qi training being divided into nine levels. Although these modifications are a bit complicated, they have indeed lowered the threshold.
Dong Yunshu’s current condition is very special. His Nascent Soul has been formed, but his breath is extremely weak. If one had to describe it, he would be more like an "embryo".
"Half-step to the Nascent Soul." Dong Yunshu explained softly, "Brother Li and I have different paths. A cultivator relies on Qi first. If the environment does not allow a breakthrough, forcing it will only lead to death. The so-called half-step is nothing more than a forced self-castration."
"It's just like a fake elixir, deceiving others and yourself."
Half-step Yuanying was indeed a helpless move. There were environmental factors, but more because more and more strong people emerged, and there were many strong people who were still in the early era. They might not be able to defeat him head-on, but they had many tricks in secret.
For example, their unknown means of incarnation only require a wisp of soul, decades of faith, and hundreds of human lives to refine a disposable fake pill.
Li Yi asked: "Why?"
"There are more and more reincarnated people, and there are many founders of some sects among them." Dong Yunshu restrained his breath and said seriously: "They were born in the wild era, and they don't distinguish between good and evil. Their actions are no different from the devil to us. So I need a half-step Yuanying to kill all the ghosts and monsters."
The Supreme Sword Intent flashed in Dong Yunshu's eyes, and wisps of invincible sword intent spread out. The mountains were silent, and the elegance of the sword immortal was fully revealed.
She was still the same as in her previous life, always thinking that she could save the world by herself and was extremely confident.
It was as if she had returned to the past, wanting to suppress all ghosts and monsters in the world, and wanting the world to develop according to her wishes.
At that time, he understood that if he wanted to save Tianqing, he would need the ability to match it. Xue Ye would most likely die, and it might be a tragic death. So he hoped to stop Xue Ye. If he couldn't protect the world, at least he could protect the people he cherished.
Unfortunately, Li Changsheng was confused and could not see the way in the snowy night. He only thought about his own happiness.
This little girl who has been with him for hundreds of years is not his vassal. She has her own way.
But now everything is different.
Li Yi took a sip of the fruit drink and said calmly: "If one day you feel unable to support yourself, you can rely on me. I will help you if you can't bear it."
"Brother Li, I remember you said you don't like fighting." Dong Yunshu blinked, and her delicate features couldn't stop smiling. It can be seen that she was very happy.
"Not fighting does not mean I am incompetent. I have the power to turn the world upside down."
Li Yi's words revealed a trace of indescribable confidence, as if the world was in his hands and everything was in his sight. This was something Dong Yunshu had never seen before. In her memory, Li Yi had always been very plain and had never been so sharp.
Dong Yunshu smiled as beautiful as a flower, and lifted her hair slightly to let it hang on her slightly red ears.
She said, "I will have to trouble Brother Li from now on."
The two sat quietly for a long time without communicating, just looking at the scene in the distance, the gradually brighter sky, the straw tied in the fields, and the scattered houses.
At sunrise, Dong Yunshu left in the morning light.
Li Yi stood up holding the wooden sword and walked towards his home. The ground returned to its original state. It was no longer covered with pure weeds, but was mixed with colorful flowers.
As I walked to the door of my house, I heard a call coming from the longan forest.
"Brother Yi, help me, I really can't pull it out."
"Woof!"
The big yellow dog ran out and it couldn't eat anymore.
When Li Yi saw the dog of the second uncle, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. He could feel the spirituality of the other party.
It has become a spirit, one step ahead of the old buffalo.
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Sky prison.
In the cold alloy corridor, the sound of chaotic footsteps echoed, and a group of people walked over.
Leading the group was a prisoner wearing handcuffs and leg irons, with steel needles as thick as fingers piercing through his body. Some inexplicable patterns could be vaguely seen on the needles, and a practitioner could even sense the spiritual energy in them.
This is a magical instrument, called a soul-blocking device, which can cut off the great circulation of the human body, thereby blocking the magic power. It can neither mobilize magic power nor absorb spiritual energy. If worn for a long time, it will cause irreparable damage to the foundation.
Once someone is wearing the soul-blocking device, even if they are at the Jindan stage, they will not be able to use their magic power. Anyone who can wear this device must be extremely vicious.
Cell No. 162 had no bed, only a toilet for excretion. The four sides were made of thicker and harder alloys, and even the ventilation holes were only the size of pinholes, which could only maintain the minimum breathing needs, and could also spray deadly poison gas when necessary.
The prisoner walked in and the metal door closed like a bank vault.
From now on, only corpses will come out.
When the iron door was completely closed with a crisp bang, the prison guards in charge of escorting all breathed a sigh of relief.
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