The Bald Monk in the City

Chapter 409 The Power of Returning to the Ancestors

On the lawn in Emma's yard

Because the young dragon's food intake was beyond Emma's expectations, she went to a pork farm in a nearby town to order pork.

Emma is already preparing to place the baby dragon in the dungeon card space, but she hasn't finished packing it yet.

Yi Qiu and the others lay leisurely on the beach chairs, chatting while feeling the warm afternoon sun in Australia.

They talked about the embarrassment of the first battle from the powerful enemies they encountered, and their thoughts on traveling to Azeroth from the connection between Zongwang and the material world dnd, and after a while they talked about the benefits of the magic berry to ordinary people Specific effects...

The most rare thing in this world is to have a group of like-minded people chatting about things of interest.

Not so heavy, but don't have some weight.

Yi, you're so strong now...I mean, what are your hopes for the future?

At this moment, Lev who was next to Yi Qiu suddenly mentioned a topic.

When Muzi heard this, she also poked her head curiously, because she didn't have a lot of adventure experience, and she couldn't talk about many things.

But for Yi Qiu, Muzi's inner emotions are the most complicated.

This kind of complexity is difficult to describe: Yi Qiu is the one who rescued her from the haze of loneliness, which established Yi Qiu's special status in her heart, but today's Kord Arena has made her entire world view have been shattered. Totally torn.

This cognitive disorder made her feel a little hesitant and fearful at first.

But looking at everyone chatting and talking about the mountains under the mild sunshine, it seemed that all those negative emotions were turned into light smoke and drifted away in the humid sea breeze.

I remember you asked the same question when we first met? The tradition of the Xiong people?

Yi Qiu looked at Lev, then thought for a while and said:

I still don't have a very clear goal or dream, but I feel happy fighting against a strong opponent, and also happy to keep getting stronger...

I think that's enough, I don't need to put any labels on myself.

Just like when someone sees me, he won't say that I am a savior, judge, or just a monk. He will call me by my name—because there is no label that can fully express me.

Lev watched Yi Qiu raise the vodka in his hand, and after the two faced each other, Lev said with some emotion:

It sounds the same as before-it has the characteristics of your country's culture in it.

Maybe someone needs to be thankful you're not evil, or it would have been a real disaster.

I'm serious, Yi: I'm grateful for that, too.

Lev said while slowly tasting the vodka in his hand:

Everyone has an original intention that he can't forget, and she shines more than others and everything.

It's like vodka, like that Warglaive of Azzinoth... there's so much stuff and emotion on it.

You get what I mean, Yi? Sorry again for not being able to join you on this adventure, but I'm glad to see a new partner join the fun.

Lev slowly stretched out his fist and punched Yi Qiu, like a silent farewell.

Actually, I don't understand that becoming a monk always requires giving up something.

Yi Qiu touched his bald head, then looked at Lev and said:

When your heart is like a lake...it's hard for a woman to fill her up.

While talking, the scene when he first met Yu Qing flashed in Yi Qiu's mind.

It was still a beautiful photo of the years, but in Yi Qiu's already vast spiritual world, she only occupied a small corner.

Just like the pearl of the past, it is no longer the youth of the past.

Yi Qiu continued talking, his eyes were calm.

And when it becomes a vast ocean, I think the power of the fire-haired lady may even pale.

But still bless you, my friend.

bump.

The two picked up the bottle and touched each other. Lev first raised the bottle and looked at Yi Qiu and said:

Bless you too, Yi: I'm sure there's always a great woman who can fill it.

After finishing speaking, he drank it with a smile on his face...

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The happy hour of the party dies amid drinking and small talk, and Yi Qiu returns to the temple with a centipede tattoo on his other arm.

It is worth mentioning that after thinking for a long time, Muzi hopes to follow Yi Qiu to practice meditation for a period of time.

The monk's meditation practice is a very good practice method for sharpening the will. In fact, in the world of psionic energy, this practice method of the monk does not belong to the mainstream culture.

Because its process is not only full of various pains, but also for psykers who need emotional rendering, the monk's meditation practice will suppress their power to a certain extent.

If Muzi is a traditional bard, it is actually not suitable.

But because she used the corresponding spells to summon powers similar to spirit bodies or more subtle existences, she didn't need to think about these.

And because her overly sensitive thinking cannot be controlled, she is easily disturbed by negative forces.

Perception determines the upper limit of one's will, while the lower limit is gradually filled by the skills obtained from character training, fighting and practice.

So Muzi wants to see if he can obtain the corresponding ability by practicing the monk's practice.

In fact, as far as her attribute conditions are concerned, the possibility of accomplishing this expected goal is very high.

Because Yi Qiu himself came here through the ultra-long-distance space movement ability of the centipede spiritual tattoo, which means that he naturally has no relevant procedures.

So he couldn't take the passenger plane back with Muzi, but went back first.

He made an agreement with Muzi that when she arrives at LS, he will leave a message for him through Zongwang, and he will go there to pick her up.

Before that, Yi Qiu was going to deal with the power of atavism.

Atavistic Power:

Item Level: 5

Quality: purple

Type: Magic Scroll

Weight: 0.1kg

Description: After using it, warlocks or units with dominant bloodlines will get a chance to surge bloodlines. There is a certain chance to cause bloodlines to evolve, and there is a very small chance to cause bloodlines to return to their ancestors.

Looking at the atavistic power shining like blood in the item backpack, Yi Qiu can feel a special longing from the bottom of his heart.

If it was obtained by an ordinary warlock or a creature with a dominant bloodline, it would be unavoidable to use it immediately.

After all, the more advanced needs than life maintenance consumption and life reproduction are not something anyone can stop.

However, with a mind like still water and a certain degree of meditation practice, Yi Qiu directly ignored this desire that originated from the depths of his blood.

He needs to wait for his Fate Tidal ability to cool down before using it, after all, this thing is very rare even for him.

The cooldown time of Tides of Fate is still 17 hours. Yi Qiu is not in a hurry. He opens the item backpack and prepares to sort out the output of the decadent city that he didn't have time to deal with because of the party...