Chapter 43 Taoist Biography

Bow Yi can see that the injuries suffered by the Taoist are very serious, and because they have been delayed for some time. Now, unless the immortals go down to the earth, no panacea is able to return to the sky. At this time, a cool breeze blew into the cave, adding a little desolation. Thinking that this epileptic Taoist made a horizontal sound, but in the end, how could he not make people sigh. The end of a hero is the same as the beauty's twilight, which is a great sadness in life.

Gongyi never thought of himself, or never wanted to portray himself as a chivalrous man who helped the poor and helped the road. After all, this is a world where the strong are respected. The two sentences "unhapperance in the world, helpless people" are the most realistic portrayal of the world, and no one can change it. But at this moment, seeing the misery of the epileptic in front of him, Gong Yi decided to help him complete this seemingly unreachable idea. If Gong Yi was perfunctory to the Taoist just now, now he sincerely wants to fulfill the wish that the Taoist just entrusted to him.

Seeing Gong Yi's suddenly resolute eyes, he naturally understood that there had been a huge change in Gong Yi's heart in just a short moment. He reached into his arms, took out a piece of golden soft armor and said, "I don't think you should know what it is. I just came here and took it off from my body and prepared to give it to the predestined person. I'll give it to you now."

"Is this the silkworm armor that makes countless people outside red?" Gong Yi looked at the things in the hands of the epileptic man and asked incredulously. Although he has heard of the outside world's saying about Tiancan Baojia, he always thought it was just a rumor, but he didn't expect that all this seemed to be true.

"That's right, the silkworm armor is indeed invulnerable. It has been accompanied by the poor road for decades, and has repeatedly relied on it to save the lives of the poor road." Speaking of this, the Taoist seemed to be discouraged and sighed, "But so what? In the end, the poor way is not going to be destroyed by people."

Yes, for a practicing person, it is not wrong to rely on foreign objects, but excessive reliance will make your brain subconsciously have a fluke, which makes it difficult to break through.

Bow game took over the soft armor and felt that the silkworm armor was as soft as cotton, sliding into the silk, and as tough as silk. These points alone are also rare treasures. At this time, he did not refuse the gift of the Taoist. After all, the other party is going to die soon. At this time, he is declining, and he seems too pretentious.

"Thank you, senior."

"Ha ha, if you can fulfill your wish and avenge the poor road in the future, the poor road will thank you under the nine springs. Poor Taoist, you are only in the realm of Chuwu integration now. Reach out your hand, and poor Tao will help you.

Gong Yi did not understand the meaning of the epileptic Taoist, but knew that the other party would not harm himself, so he obediently stretched out his right hand in front of the epileptic Taoist.

The Taoist man grabbed Gong Yi's right hand, and Gong Yi felt a continuous stream of spiritual power coming along his right hand. At this time, if he doesn't know what the Taoist is doing, he can directly take out the evil to wipe his neck.

As he thought, the epileptic man passed on the little spiritual power left in his body to Gong Yi. If the Taoist in his heyday passed on his own skills to Gongyi, I'm afraid that in the blink of an eye, Gongyi will die because he can't withstand the violent momentum explosion. However, the Taoist has been seriously injured for many days. At this moment, his power is less than one-tenth of the original, and his work is slow, which is still within the tolerance of Gongyi's body. Inside.

About two hours later, the epileptic Taoist finally let go of Gong Yi's right hand, and his head was white because of luck. But Gong Yi found another obvious change in him, that is, the Taoist's hair turned white in these two short hours, and he could not see a trace of black.

"You immediately sit cross-legged and run your spiritual power." The Taoist's voice was a little low, but it revealed anxiety.

Gong Yi hurriedly sat on the ground and operated the spiritual power in his body. At this moment, he could clearly feel the expansion of the spiritual power compared with the original. If the original spiritual power in his body was a tinkling spring, then now it is a slowly flowing stream. Nowadays, Gongyi's body is like a warehouse that holds grain. If there is too much food, it will overflow. Therefore, if you want to keep the grain from being lost, you have to expand the warehouse.

An hour later, Gong Yi felt that he had become stronger than before. He understood that it would take a year or even years for others to reach the realm. He completed it in this short time, and he broke through to the realm of understanding in the first martial arts.

However, he obviously felt that the "warehouse" in his body still could not accommodate this too much "grain". After a few hours, he reached the peak of Chuwu.

After a few hours, he arrived at the realm of Zhongwu. But Gong Yi still felt the feeling that the spiritual power in his body was surging, and the feeling of wanting to forcibly improve his cultivation simply drove him crazy.

At this moment, the Taoist looked nervously at Gong Yi. He passed on his spiritual power to Gong Yi, which also wanted to test the heart of Gong Yi and give Gong Yi a difficult problem to choose.

"It can't be like this anymore" Gong Yi suddenly became alert. If he continues to improve his strength in this way and the foundation is unstable, there will definitely be a kind of coolness on the road of cultivation in the future, making it difficult for him to make progress.

"Ah", Gong Yi's hair is windless and automatic. He tries his best to control the surge of spiritual power, but these spiritual powers are like the essence, like a run-off wild horse galloping, but Gong Yi's body is not an endless grassland. He stuck to the spiritual platform, and in an instant, as if throwing out countless reins, put them on the head of a wild horse and forcibly pulled them back. But these wild horses are still wild and difficult to tame, and their legs are hissing, as if to overturn the person who grabbed the rein, but the rein always clasps their necks.

After tossing around for a day and a night, Gong Yi finally slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, he did not show any fatigue at all, but became more and more energetic.

"Okay, okay, okay" After saying three good words in a row, the Taoist man continued: "The poor Taoist did not see the wrong person. You really resist continuing to improve your cultivation **."

"Thank you for passing on my skills, but you..." Gong Yi can see that the Taoist has reached the point of drying up, and his vitality may be cut off at any time.

"It doesn't matter. Poverty is just a little earlier."

"Don't worry, the younger generation will do their best to avenge you." Gong Yi said in a choked voice. Although he had only two days of friendship with the Taoist, the Taoist gave him armor and passed on his skills, and the two had a friendship close to a master and apprentice.

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