After the Qingyi Taoist threw Ye Qi on the island, he didn't know where he went by boat again, leaving Ye Qi alone in the courtyard, and he didn't seem to worry that Ye Qi would live alone on the island.

Ye Qi looked at the world as if he was traveling through a beautiful scenery, because he might leave at any time, so he would be at peace with the situation. After waiting for Taoist Qingyi to leave, he took a roll of Taoist rolls to the wild peach forest behind the Taoist temple, spread the rolls on the ground covered with peach blossoms, and looked back from the first word.

The Taoist scroll was written by the divine text. After the Taoist Qingyi had recited the divine text before, he understood the meaning of the divine text. At this time, he looked at the Taoist scroll left by the other party, which was not as hard as reading the wordless heavenly book.

The peach blossoms are unique here, and most of them are in full bloom, but there are also peach trees with wild peaches the size of fists. Ye Qi was tired of watching them, so he went to pick some wild peaches and catch some fish to eat. At night, he looked at the night sky and reviewed the content of the Taoist scroll he had read during the day.

After dozens of days of going back and forth, at dusk, he saw the insights written by Taoist Qingyi about his natal objects and began to think about how to find his natal objects.

In a sense, the natal object is another companion of the practitioner. He kills people in the sword light and sabers with you, accompanying you to cross countless thresholds of realms on the road of cultivation, reminding you where to go when the road is long, so the natal object is indispensable.

But what should be the natal object and how should we choose?

Choose something that makes your thoughts clear? Or something that resonates most with the vitality in your body?

Tonight, the sea is quiet, without any turmoil, so calm that it is like a mirror that can be seen from thousands of miles away, with thousands of stars clearly visible in it.

Because there is no wind and no waves on the sea, the island seems extremely quiet. Ye Qi walks by the beach, and the rustling sound of his shoes stepping into the sand has amplified countless times, like a breeze blowing a small tree with lush branches and leaves swaying back and forth.

He thought of many things used to be his natal objects, and then he rejected them one by one. Finally, he looked at the water under his feet and saw that he could be seen in the water, which would never change himself in the years.

At this moment, he understood his thoughts, and then stopped at the formidable Taoist realm and broke through, and came to the cave Xuanchu realm.

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(In order to block some trolls' mouths, I will explain that the natal creature can choose itself. In the original text, there should be a small chapter of the end. When Ye Hongyu decided to fight Xiong Chumo, Nanhai, and Guanzhu's junior brother, Zeng Yan, Ye Hongyu's natal Taoist sword was himself. By the way, the current martial arts realm is about the previous time and space. Don't take the seats in the right place, there will be an explanation later)

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Two completely different realms are balanced. One forms a system in the body, and the other resonates with the world. A feeling of inseparableness arises in Ye Qi's heart instantly, making him feel as if he is standing in the sea of ​​fire, hot outside the body, but refreshing and pleasant inside the body.

At this moment, a crystal clear divine light suddenly sprinkled on the starry sky, and fell on him. The divine light set him off like a son of god, and his hands were raised and his feet were full of light.

The books he had seen in the past few months came back to his mind word by word. When he looked at the divine texts again, he actually felt that they had another meaning.

At the same time, the two realms in his body began to loosen and broke towards the mid-level of Dongxuan. Soon, he broke through to the upper realm of Dongxuan.

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The divine light dissipated, and Ye Qi sat silently by the sea, looking at the divine light that was still stuck in the dark void.

She was showing kindness just now? Or was she testing herself?

With the radiant brilliance of the Haotian in his body, Ye Qi could sense that although the divine light that had just been sprinkled seemed to fall from the stars, there was a faint will in it that was not easy to detect. Because it was not easy to detect, he could not feel the emotions in it. Perhaps the will itself had no emotions, so he did not know her purpose.

It was unclear and difficult to guess. He did not think too much, but returned to the Taoist temple, lit a candle and continued to read the Taoist books.

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There was no spring and autumn back and forth on the island, so he could only distinguish the time by day and night. It was about one hundred days and nights later, he rolled up the last book and put it back on the shelf, then walked out of the Taoist temple, yawned, rubbed his eyes, jumped on the roof, and lay among the green tiles to burn the sun.

The books left by Taoist Qingyi were difficult to understand, but after he was baptized by the divine light that day, he went to read the later books, and the obscure words that were difficult to understand would involuntarily break into more words in his eyes, and the words that were easier to understand were just like Taoist Qingyi was explaining the above content to him personally. Although it seemed that he had read more books, it was better to understand. So after more than a hundred days and nights, he read all the twelve books.

After a while of sunlight, Ye Qi suddenly felt that the sunshine today was very wrong. However, in the morning, the temperature was hotter than at noon. When he opened his eyes, he found that the color of the sky became extremely light, just like someone added a lot of water to the sky. The sun was still where it should be, but the color was extremely golden.

In the north of the island, there is a very tiny white light. The white light is actually not small. The isolated island is thousands of miles away. If you are under the white light, the white light should occupy countless mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.

"Apocalypse!"

Because it was far apart, Ye Qi could not feel the breath of the white light, but after seeing all the books left by Taoist Qingyi, he knew that the white light came out because of the person who was leaping into the five realms was dealing with what existence he had.

When he finished speaking the word Apocalypse, the white light suddenly disappeared in the sky, and the sun returned to its original color.

At this time, a boat came from the sea, and the Qingyi Taoist was on the boat. He stood with his right hand on his back, looking at Ye Qi on the roof, and finally showed a look of surprise for the first time.

The twelve volumes of Taoist books were written by him, so he just looked at Ye Qi and realized that Ye Qi had finished reading the twelve volumes of Taoist books.
Chapter completed!