Rebirth of the Urban Cultivator

After the death of his wife, he was still alive.

Zhou Yi walked up to Song Zheng and looked at him with tears in his eyes. He seemed to want to say something, but he was speechless in the end.

Zhou Yi was neither happy nor sad. He was just seeking revenge and it didn't matter what else he did.

As for Song Zheng, Zhou Yi didn't do anything to him, and of course, he wouldn't forgive him.

Abandoning his wife and marrying someone else and having children, no matter what his reasons were, this was the outcome.

Zhou Yi searched the souls of others one by one and found that they were not involved in this matter.

That's why he didn't kill them.

Now that his revenge was avenged, Zhou Yi's knot in his heart was untied, and he no longer had any regrets. He felt very happy.

"Let's go, Mom!" Zhou Yi said softly.

After seeing the illusion Zhou Yi had shown her, Zhou Yun no longer lingered on the scene. However, when she walked to the door, she still looked back at the man who had once made a vow to her.

Everything was like a dream.

His voice and smile seemed like yesterday.

From now on, we will go our separate ways.

…

"Go to Kunlun!"

The old man sat on the chair with a blank look in his eyes. He originally thought that if Yi Tian could be subdued by the Song family, the Song family would be even more powerful.

However, he did not expect that this would be the result.

Now, it is a situation of life and death.

To kill Zhou Yi, unless the ultimate weapon is used, or Kunlun is asked to help, it is easier to go to Kunlun for help.

Using the ultimate nuclear weapon, not to mention the problem of approval, such a weapon will cause great suffering to the people. It is better not to bear this responsibility if you can.

The Song family's mistress and eldest son were killed. If this shocking news were released, it would be enough to shake the entire Dragon Kingdom.

Therefore, this matter is highly confidential and highly blocked.

However, others may not know, but the seven great judgment families know it clearly.

This Yi Tian really deserves to die!

Zhou Yi's behavior did not anger a family, but angered a mechanism, destroying the balance of the top circle.

The seven great judgment families can fight to the death, but if others force their way in and shake the foundation of the seven great judgment families, it will destroy the entire ecological environment!

If others do the same, where will the seven great judgment families be?

This matter is ten thousand times more serious than the challenge of the sword master of the island country, and it has even affected the cornerstone of the seven great judgment families.

Moreover, if the Song family cannot solve this matter, its family will not be able to gain a foothold in the seven great judgment families.

Kunlun Mountain, Kunlun Palace.

The Piaomiao formation hides the Kunlun Palace under this prosperous age.

Mortals simply cannot find his trace.

Song Yanxiang, who can cover the sky with his hands, is still waiting alone.

Waiting for the echo from Kunlun Temple.

The mountain wind is sharp, and his heart rises and falls with the wind.

He can't figure out how things have come to this point.

Finally, a handsome young man slowly walked out.

He is handsome and his steps are steady.

"Second uncle, why are you here?" The young man's voice is light and undemanding.

"Zihao and your mother were killed..." Song Yanxiang was bitter and didn't know how to express his grief.

Hearing this, the young man turned around and faced the Ten Thousand Mountains, and was silent for a long time.

"Who?" The young man was shocked to hear the bad news, but his face was still cold.

"Zhou Yi..." Song Yanxiang put the information about Zhou Yi he knew in front of Song Xuanyuan.

The information moved automatically without wind, and Song Xuanyuan read ten lines at a glance.

"Second uncle, you go down the mountain first. I will come after a few days of bidding farewell to Master." Song Xuanyuan said.

Song Yanxiang nodded and left. He knew that soon, everything would turn upside down.

Watching Song Yanxiang leave, Song Xuanyuan sat alone under the Bodhi tree.

Two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks.

For a long, long time, he did not move at all.

"I am going to break through?" He looked inward for a long time and muttered to himself.

"The Great Dao is ruthless, it is indeed ruthless. From now on, there is no more worry!"

"Pursue the Supreme Dao with all your heart."

Suddenly, his aura soared for no reason, soaring straight to the sky!

"Huh? This kid actually broke through the pseudo-Jindan realm and entered the Jindan Dao?" In the Kunlun Palace, an old man stroked his beard and smiled.

His closed disciple is indeed a genius among ten thousand. I guess there is no rival in the world at the same time, right?

After Zhou Yi returned to Jinling, he also began to practice.

Zhou Yi almost broke through the last time he practiced, and this time, he was determined to break through.

Ten thousand turns of true essence!

Twenty thousand turns of true essence!

Fifty thousand turns of true essence!

One hundred thousand turns of true essence!

Two hundred thousand turns of true essence!

The further you go, the faster you can condense true essence, but the more true essence you need!

499999 true essence!

Great medicine!

Breakthrough!

Finally broke through the peak of the ninth level of Qi training and entered the foundation-building period!

Zhou Yi succeeded in building his foundation without taking a foundation-building pill.

Infinite true essence power filled his whole body.

Zhou Yi was so comfortable that he almost cried out.

499999 million turns of true essence, four thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine ancient bull powers.

Although his own cultivation was slower, it was also caused by the fact that his skills were too against the sky.

When he was at the ninth level of Qi training, he could kill the pseudo-golden elixir realm on Earth with one sword.

And now that he has entered the early stage of foundation-building, his combat power must be even more terrifying!

All the spiritual energy, spiritual springs, and refined elixirs in the villa were also consumed.

There was no more cultivation resources.

If he wanted to continue practicing, he had to look for cultivation resources everywhere.

At this time, the ring on his hand suddenly flashed slightly, and Zhou Yi's heart moved.

The Xuanwu Ring had not flashed for a long time.

Could it be that there was some kind of natural treasure?

Sure enough, the Xuanwu Ring flashed for a while.

A dark whip appeared in front of Zhou Yi.

Lieyang Tianfeng Whip!

Zhou Yi flicked it lightly, and the whip became more than ten meters long in an instant. With a slight shake, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, the black whip pulled a deep crack in the mountain!

Beyond the existence of magic tools and top-level spiritual tools, it is a low-grade treasure!

There was actually a low-grade treasure!

Zhou Yi nodded secretly. With a low-grade treasure, he would have an extra guarantee when fighting.

…

On this day, the breeze was just right!

In front of the Zijinshan Villa, a stunning woman was diligently watering the flowers by the wall. She was wearing a white gauze skirt, a colorful feather dress, tall and graceful, barefoot, and flawless skin, like a fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

It was Xiaorou, who cultivated by growing vegetables and flowers.

This is her way.

"Hello, may I ask if Master Yi Tian lives here?" A handsome young man asked in a clear voice.

The voice of the question startled Xiaorou, and she hurriedly raised her head and looked at the uninvited guest.

"How can you find this place?" Zhou Yi had cast a formation here, and ordinary people could only wander around, and could not break through the outer fairy mist formation to enter and see the real villa.

Xiaorou's beautiful phoenix eyes blinked, and she did not answer the question of the visitor. After all, she didn't know whether the visitor had malicious intentions.