I Evolved The Heavens

Chapter 215

Night fell.

Lanruo Temple.

Nie Xiaoqian appeared at Yang Yi’s residence, she was secretly relieved when she saw that there was no one inside, and she also felt a sense of sweetness.

When the other party left, he must have gone home to fetch money.

If she is still alive, then she can marry him, and she will be happy in the future.

but……

Nie Xiaoqian couldn’t imagine how fear and disappointment he would be when Yang Yi knew that she was a ghost and even killed him.

“No, I can’t let him die.”

Nie Xiaoqian came to the desk and wrote on a piece of white paper: You are a good person, here is very dangerous, you must leave before dark. Then she dried the note and put it in the bookmark of Yang Yi’s book.

As long as Yang Yi or Houtian comes back tomorrow, he will definitely find this note.

After doing this, Nie Xiaoqian left and returned to the backyard of Lanruo Temple.

This was originally a chaotic grave, but now there are several exquisite courtyards. The main courtyard is the tree demon’s grandmother, located in the center, and surrounded by small courtyards where female ghosts like her live.

There are dozens of hundreds of people buried in the chaotic graves, but there are only four female ghosts who cultivate ghosts and can seduce men.

The others are just ghosts.

“Grandma!”

Nie Xiaoqian met the tree demon grandma, a middle-aged man who was neither male nor female, dressed in a bright red robe, but with more emphasis on men in appearance.

Dryad’s grandmother pointed orchid fingers, admiring herself.

She did not go to see Nie Xiaoqian, but asked in a soft voice: “Why did you come back so early, what about the people in front?”

Nie Xiaoqian lowered her head and said: “Grandma, he should have gone home because of something. The books and salutes are still in the room. He will definitely be back in the next few days.”

The dryad grandma said lightly: “Oh, in that case, let him live a few more days. Next time, I don’t want you to return without success like yesterday.”

Nie Xiaoqian hurriedly promised: “Grandma, next time I will definitely not.”

“Big sis, you said this too early.”

There was a sneer outside the door, and then a female ghost in Tsing Yi came in.

Although she is gorgeous, but her lips are thin, it will give people a very mean feeling.

Because of Xiaoqing, this person likes to compete with Nie Xiaoqian in front of the tree demon grandma.

Xiaoqing raised the note in his hand and said with a joke: “I don’t know this note, how does Big sis explain it?”

“What note?”

A cold color flashed in the dryad grandma’s eyes, and her hand raised, the paper slipped out of Xiaoqing’s hand and fell into her hand.

After reading the note, the tree demon grandma’s face was pale, and her voice was sharp: “Bitch!”

Nie Xiaoqian’s face turned pale, she hurriedly fell to her knees, begging for mercy: “Grandma, I won’t dare anymore.”

The dryad grandma stood up, with a braid in her hand for some time.

She walked into the hall and whipped Nie Xiaoqian with a wave of her hand: “Bitch, you dare to let go of my prey by eating something inside and out.”

Snapped! Snapped!

With a whip, Nie Xiaoqian did not dare to evade, she could only carry it abruptly.

But every time she came down, she trembled and screamed.

This whip is called Soul Whip, which is specially used to punish ghosts. It will not hurt the spirit of the ghost, but the pain will penetrate into the soul, which is unforgettable for life.

After more than a dozen lashes, the tree demon’s grandmother’s anger has also disappeared a lot.

For Nie Xiaoqian, she still likes it very much, not for anything else, just because the other party has good performance.

Although the other party is at fault, but the crime does not lead to death, just punish it.

The Dryad grandma said sharply: “I’ll give you a chance to make up for it. When the man comes back, you must take him down, otherwise you will not blame your grandma for being cruel.”

“Yes, grandma.”

Nie Xiaoqian lay on the ground, crying as she promised.

…

Yang Yi didn’t know what happened to Nie Xiaoqian.

He is now cultivating “Five Thunders”, and he is visualizing the Dao Zun of Gods, controlling the thunder of heaven and earth.

Like cultivation “Netherworld Ghost Record”, he quickly visualized the Dao Zun of Gods.

This goddess Taoist robe is wearing an Azure Taoist robe, and his head is a crown of heaven. There seem to be countless thunders in his eyes annihilated in it.

Yang Yi once again changed the appearance of Shenxiao Dao Zun to himself, and then he felt the endless heaven and earth vitality poured into his body, and he quickly refined it into Xiantian True Qi.

The Xiantian Zhiyin Qi cultivated in “Netherworld Ghost Record” and the Xiantian Yang Zhi Qi cultivated in “Five Lei Zhengfa” are inherently incompatible.

But under the refining of “Mending Heavenly Art”, they are all refined into Heaven Replenishing True Qi.

Patching the sky True Qi is the original True Qi without attributes. It has a memory function. As long as you have smelted a certain True Qi, you can easily transform it in the future.

Therefore, with True Qi, Yang Yi can not only perform the ghost skills in “Netherworld Ghost Record”, but also the Dao methods in “Five Thunders”.

Later, he cultivated “Tongyou Secret Code”.

This “Secret Code of Tongyou” visualizes the evil god, named Tongyou Shenzun, with blue faces and fangs, which is very terrifying.

…

Time passed, and it was five days in a blink of an eye.

In these five days, Yang Yi was painting, except for cultivation.

His cultivation speed is naturally progressing extremely fast, but the time is still too short after all, and he is still in the Xiantian First Stage, or the early stage of Foundation Building.

As for painting, after three days of formal painting, it is almost finished.

Three days ago, after two days of practice, Yang Yi had mastered various techniques, and then he started to paint.

After thinking about it for a long time, he was going to draw a picture of the breaking dawn.

The rising sun broke through the darkness.

The world mission this time is that there is no magic in the world, so he must emit billions of rays of light like the rising sun, breaking through the darkness between the world and the earth, and spreading light.

Therefore, Yang Yi was unconsciously involved in this painting.

He painted not only the rising sun, but also his ideals, goals, and beliefs.

Just like the fist in Huang Feihong’s world, Martial Dao is the national road in his heart.

Lamenting the misfortune of the common people, sighing how difficult our people are.

The people in this world are too bitter, not only bitter to the demon ghost, but also bitter to the court, bitter Heavenly Dao.

The world is like Sea of ​​Bitterness, in which all beings are struggling.

Unknowingly, he incorporated his fist into the painting, and Emperor Fengdu unexpectedly emerged automatically. With his brush, his eyes became more agile, and the rhyme of his body became more intense.

Emperor Fengdu ruled the Yinsi.

All the ghosts in the world are under his control.

The world without demons is his goal, and it is also the natural duty of Emperor Fengdu, the two completely overlap.

When the last sum was put away, Yang Yi’s whole body was shocked, and there was a loud bang in his mind. Under his inner vision, he discovered that the Dao-type Fengdu Great Emperor had undergone earth-shaking changes.

If it was only lifelike before, it is now a real person.

The binoculars are agile and the Taoist rhyme is strong, like a high god, looking down on sentient beings.

“This is Tong Xuan?”

Yang Yi’s thinking was dull for a while. He only drew a painting, but he skipped the Foundation Building realm and reached the Tongxuan realm.

This kind of cultivation skipping level is impossible in either the body refining or the qi training system.

But monasticism is entirely possible.

Because the key to the cultivation of Taoism is perception, and when the state of mind is reached, Realm will naturally be there.

The root of Taoism is Taoism, not True Qi.

Therefore, there is no contradiction between Yang Yidao’s kind of Tongxuan and whether there are enough Xiantian True Qi in Dantian.

“Squeak! Squeak!”

A stern ghost cry suddenly sounded from outside the courtyard, awakening Yang Yi.