329: C329 The Difference Between Martial Ancestor and Martial Master

C329 The Difference Between Martial Ancestor and Martial Master

The more he saw Shangguan Mei cooking, the more Zhou Yi thought of Lin Yuyan …

Zhou Yi slowly lowered his head. There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He just didn't know what Lin Yuyan was like now.

At this moment, Shangguan Mei had already finished preparing the dishes and was bringing them up. Seeing Zhou Yi's appearance, Shangguan Mei suddenly asked.

"What are you thinking about?"

Only then did Zhou Yi recover from his reminiscence. He picked up his chopsticks, put the rice into his mouth and said:

"No …." "Nothing."

"Are you thinking about Lin Yuyan?"

Shangguan Mei's words were like a knife, directly stabbing into Zhou Yi's heart.

The moment the words "Lin Yuyan" came out of Shangguan Mei's mouth, Zhou Yi's chopsticks froze for a moment before he continued to eat.

"She left. The one left by your side is me."

Shangguan Mei's voice was as light as usual, as if she didn't care about anything at all.

"As long as you are busy with what you need to do, there is no need to think about anything else, including me. As long as I can still see you, that is enough."

As he ate, Zhou Yi felt more and more sad.

That's right, Lin Yuyan had left, but at least for now, Shangguan Mei was still by his side …

That night, Zhou Yi told Shangguan Mei to go back to her room first and he went to a separate bedroom.

Zhou Yi no longer thought about Lin Yuyan. He didn't even think about it, he just sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes, feeling every bit of movement of the Genuine Qi seriously.

Before, relying on Ye Mo's attack, Zhou Yi had directly rushed into the Early Period of Martial Master from the middle stage of the Martial Ancestor, but in actuality, Zhou Yi had yet to carefully feel the difference between a martial master and Martial Ancestor.

The so called Martial Ancestor was simply to focus one's Qi and become a Martial Master. Only then could one be considered to have truly stepped into a difficult place to cultivate.

Starting from a Martial Master, Genuine Qi could gradually be released into their physical form. For cultivation, this was a qualitative leap, which was also known as "Qi and Spirit".

To be honest, even now, Zhou Yi still didn't know what his so-called spirit and spirit were.

Actually, looking back on it carefully today, Zhou Yi couldn't even remember how he defeated Ye Mo.

In Zhou Yi's memory, he only knew that he was in a muddled state at that time. The rest of the fights were done by instinct.

When Zhou Yi finally came back to his senses, Ye Mo was already lying on the ground.

And now, what Zhou Yi had to do was investigate the truth of his body.

The Genuine Qi was slowly released from Zhou Yi's body. He was looking for any differences in his body compared to before.

Zhou Yi did not deliberately create qi gods. Everyone had different spirits and spirits, some were his clones, some were swords, and so on.

Different cultivation techniques combined with different people displayed different appearances of standing up.

Cold sweat gradually started to appear on Zhou Yi's forehead. He clenched his teeth and his body felt extremely uncomfortable.

The first time condensing Qi and spirit was often the hardest thing.

It was as if Zhou Yi's body was hollowed out and was about to squeeze out every drop of blood.

Faster, a little faster!

The light green Genuine Qi gradually took shape in the air. It was a blurry human figure, but Zhou Yi was already sweating profusely. He had breathed heavily time and time again.

Finally, all the Genuine Qi were forced out of Zhou Yi's body and gradually formed a human shape in the air.

Only then did Zhou Yi slowly open his eyes. He panted heavily as he looked at his own spirit.

His spirit was very strange, his entire body translucent and blurry. If one looked closely, it was as if his entire body was burning with flames.

What kind of ghost aura was this?

Zhou Yi thought his spirit was either a ball of fire or a tiger.

After all, Zhou Yi was like a tiger's paw when he was able to form the Qi imitating form. How did he become a human that could not even be seen clearly?

Qi and spirit were divided into good and bad aspects. Generally, the Qi and spirit released by the lowest level Qi Method was similar to the human form.

The better the qi and spirit, the more beast it looked like. The highest the qi and energy was able to materialize a specific weapon.

For example, when he met someone from the Lee Family before, the spirit he released was exactly the same as the Lee Family cultivation method he cultivated, Autumn Leaf Arts.

Another example would be Ye Family Ye Mo who had fought today. His spirit was the sword formation.

And Zhou Yi … It was the lowest quality of qi, the lowest quality of qi, spirit … It was only a rough shape, not even a concrete shape …

Zhou Yi was speechless. He wanted to curse.

One had to know that Qi and spirit determined the long-term future of one's cultivation.

From the looks of it, the current Zhou Yi could only cultivate Later Period of Martial Master at best …

"Ugh, this must be fate!"

Zhou Yi cursed loudly. He felt as if he was going to explode from anger. He immediately closed his eyes and dissipated his anger.

However, Zhou Yi didn't notice that in the moment that his spirit was about to disappear, the corner of his mouth faintly revealed a mocking smile …

What Zhou Yi needed to do next was to try to find something that would affect his consciousness.

Right now, Zhou Yi's only clue was the Blood of Loki.

Zhou Yi was sure that it was only after absorbing Loki's blood that he would sometimes have a different self.

After searching for a few rounds, Zhou Yi still couldn't find anything strange in his body.

Zhou Yi opened his eyes with a head full of sweat. He felt like he was about to collapse.

At this rate, even Zhou Yi himself would not know when he would suddenly become a stranger.

Sighing, Zhou Yi went back to his room after taking a shower. It was already 2 in the morning.

I really need to get some rest …

At this moment, Shangguan Mei was leaning against the bed. The bright moonlight shone down on her fair skin, adding a layer of radiance to it.

Lying down, Zhou Yi gently hugged Shangguan Mei's delicate body and slowly fell into his sleep.

Time quietly passed. Unknowingly, two weeks had already passed.

Nothing serious had happened in the past two weeks. Lin Yuyan had left, Zheng Cheng had been arrested, Zhou Yi had joined Wang Hua's company as a nominal special effects producer, and his company had already closed down.1

However, the actual task of creating the special effects were all given to Xiang Yu to do.

It was already winter in late December, and the winter vacation was about to arrive.

However, Zhou Yi could no longer go back to his former home — — Yuzhou.

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