Dedicate One’s Mind

Chapter 478: : Amazing discovery

The face of desperation changed, and countless expressions were shown in a short time, just like the face of Sichuan opera.

Wu Yi didn't bother for the time being, and let Xie Ming think about it for a moment.

A quarter of an hour later, Wu Yi suddenly asked: "Are you willing to leave here?"

As soon as he said this, his desperate eyes suddenly changed.

"Can you take me out of here?" Destiny asked in a skeptical tone, but there seemed to be a trace of desire in the words.

After receiving the light of Vulcan, he desperately relied on the ideas from the believers and already knew the existence of the outside world.

Compared to the difficult environment in the canyon, the magical diversity and colorful patterns of the outside world attracted him deeply. Whether he desperately admits it or not, he is no longer willing to hibernate in this place like a prison.

However, Destiny quickly ridiculed himself and said, "Impossible, I was born as a ghost, and when I got outside, I was a rat crossing the street. I am not their opponent at all."

Wu Yi sneered and said, "That's how you repay the name your mother gave you?"

"Shut up!" Because of his mother's affairs, he was desperately weak and was often bullied by others when he was young, but every time others slandered his mother, he would fight to the death.

At this time, it was the same, as if being lifted to Ni Lin, desperately looking at Wu Yi, his eyes widened, his eyes full of fierce light, and he shouted sharply.

After a few breaths of dullness, he desperately calmed down a bit, and said coldly: "Don't want to provoke me with the stimulus method. I will not be deceived by you. When your thugs, it is a big deal to give up the power that the light brings to me and go. It's just death."

"If you are willing to stay here all the time, endure hunger and cold, life and death are helpless, of course it doesn't matter, otherwise, hehe," Wu Yi sneered and continued: "Will you be my thug or change your destiny for yourself? Think about it yourself."

After that, Wu Yi turned into a gust of wind, and disappeared suddenly, unable to find even a trace of breath, as if he had never appeared here.

He desperately spit in the direction where Wu Yi was going, with a disdain on his face, he took the moss he picked and went back to his place of residence.

However, obviously, Wu Yi's words before leaving were not useless. The thought of leaving this place that had sprung up in his mind was like a wild grass, which could not be cut no matter how to cut it. Moreover, under the influence of the five aggregates and six thieves, More swelling.

The Five Aggregates and Six Thieves are not omnipotent. If you want to influence the opponent, unless there is a huge difference in strength, you must have distracting thoughts in the opponent's heart to take advantage of the opportunity.

It is not terrible to see the essence of the so-called heart, ghosts, and demons. The most important thing is to recognize yourself and keep the door open. Otherwise, it will attract prying eyes.

He frowned and returned to the small tribe. He almost fell to the bottom of the valley several times in the middle, which was extremely dangerous, but compared to the danger of the bottom, his inner irritability was his real big trouble.

After using the Five Aggregates and Six Thieves to influence desperation, Wu Yi didn't delay too long on this Vulcan, but went to do another thing.

Born in such a difficult and dangerous place, you can still grow up. It is almost impossible for others to change their minds.

Let him think about it. Unsurprisingly, he will choose to leave this place in the end. This is human nature. After knowing a good place, a simple migration can get rid of the original poor mountains and rivers. Who is willing to live a hard life.

When he came here, Wu Yi didn't think so far, just to subdue desperation, but the desperate words gave Wu Yi new ideas.

Under this gorge, human ghosts and ghosts are relatively gathered, and they are so strong that they have been tempered. If they can conquer this part of the power and let it go, it is nothing more than throwing a huge explosive into the bright moon realm.

Wu Yi is now patrolling in the canyon, searching for other small tribes that may exist according to the collected information. These tribes once existed, but maybe a howling cold wind can wipe them all out. Very unstable.

In this kind of place, there is no possibility of forming a large tribe. It can only be forced to dig inward on a piece of protruding flat ground to form small settlements, scattered and scattered, and because of the upswing of the cold, there is no connection, and it is difficult for ghosts and people to become a climate.

But it is precisely because of the difficult climate that there is not much threat to the ghosts, and the ghosts are left to fend for themselves. If you organize a killing, you may have more non-combat attrition, which is not cost-effective.

Under the canyon, the paradise is not naturally considered, it is more like a cold prison isolated from the world, without the intervention of external forces.

With the powerful abilities of the mind and body, it was only a matter of half a day to discover three or two places. Naturally, these people, young and old, became the hosts of the seeds of magic thoughts.

The hosts provided Wu Yi with news. Although right and wrong were mixed~www.wuxiaspot.com~, Wu Yi's ideas expanded outward like a spider web, and the speed of expansion became faster and faster.

Exploring the canyon is destined to be a time-consuming project. Wu Yi's itinerary covers most of the canyon and found that there are thousands of tribes similar to the place where he was desperate. Among them, there are dozens of Jindan real people. In terms of proportions, There is a real Jindan for every 10,000 people, which is incredible.

From the outside world, this number may be that there may be a qi-refining monk among ten thousand people, and hardship tempers people and weed out people, which can create this incredible scene.

The more he learned, Wu Yi was not as excited as before, and even a little cautious, because he thought of three words, An Lecheng.

Anle City is the largest collection of ghosts and humans and ghosts. It is said that the city owner is the real Yuan Ying, who makes troubles in the Mingyue Realm from time to time, disturbing the peace in all places. All the human races and ghosts gritted their teeth at this power.

Wu Yi also fought against this force, but at that time it was far from involving their core. At this time, Wu Yi had a feeling in his heart that the base camp of Anle City was under this canyon.

"In that case, maybe you don't need to bother to conquer them one by one, let them conquer the human race and ghosts, and directly release the news of Anle City, then it will be a huge wave." Wu Yi whispered, even if it was. He was wrong in his prediction. There are so many ghosts and ghosts here, and he will never kill the wrong one.

This is an extremely tempting idea, but Wu Yi temporarily pressed it down and continued deep into the canyon, hoping to find more clues. After all, he was just guessing now.

The cold wind blows across the smooth, mirror-like rock wall, becoming more and more bitter. The faint frost on the rock wall is growing, and the moss is extinct. It is not suitable for living creatures. Even the foundation-building monks who open the air veins can't survive in this place. One quarter of an hour.

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