Myriad Realms Skill System

Hua Ya's later phenotype, Yi Shuihan, did not pay attention. At this time, Yi Shuihan was looking at her attributes happily, especially when she saw the column of merit, she couldn't help but smile.

Merit points: 81436

This Ge Yang is really a wealthy boy. In this way, the merits he needs will be close to 10% all at once, and the skill of this day will increase by tens of thousands. If it is like this every day, wouldn’t it be a month? No, you can make up the merits of the system promotion.

Of course, this was just Yi Shuihan's yy, he also knew that it was impossible for existences like Ge Yang to appear one after another. Compared with this, it is more practical to drop demons and slay demons.

"The current practice point is enough for me to summon once. Should Robin and the others be summoned?" This idea was actually thought of after he completed the special mission of the pitfall, and not once or twice, but at the end He was suppressed. After seeing that the ghost went to the underworld, he felt a sense of insecurity in his heart and wanted to practice points to increase his sense of security.

The one-time skill that can be exchanged for 1650 points is enough for him to protect himself from the immortal. Even if he encounters the immortal, he can't escape, but 650 points are hard to say.

"Forget it, let's wait! This world is not good. It won't be too late to let them out in a suitable world next time. After all, they are not strong enough and not enough cultivation points!"

"What, something happened to Master Ge? He died in the hands of that young man? This...How could it be possible that Master Ge is so powerful, and that young man is such an opponent?" After listening to the report from his entourage, Zhong Aiguo was full of disbelief. .

From Zhong Aiguo’s point of view, letting Master Ge go to get people is simply a catch. He has never considered the possibility of Master Ge’s failure. Now when he heard this news, his first reaction was not to believe it, but he also knew the following The person at li would not lie to him, nor did he have the courage to lie to him, so after venting his anger, or fear, he calmed down.

Even Master Ge has lost his hand, how should I retaliate his hatred! And now it’s no longer a question of not including revenge. If the other party comes to the door, can you stop it?

The answer is no, but Zhong Aiguo has nothing to do. Is it going to escape?

As his followers waited with fear and trembling, Zhong Aiguo's complexion changed continuously, from blue to purple, black to a hundred, and finally stayed in a terrifying red, as if fire was burning.

"Snapped"

Zhong Aiguo slapped his hands abruptly, with cold light in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Since this is the end of the matter, I still have to fight you. Either you die or I live. Go and ask Mr. Smith to come to the mansion for a talk. Saying that I agreed to his request."

When desperately desperate, Zhong Aiguo couldn't take care of so much, planning to use the power of foreigners to deal with Yi Shuihan.

In fact, he was originally an absolute patriot, but it was actually because he didn’t like foreigners in his heart, so he didn’t add any color, and because foreigners didn’t have enough benefits. There is no news of which country he is close to.

In a short while, Smith came to Zhong Aiguo, seeing his forehead sweating slightly to know that he was here.

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhong, don't come here unharmed! I have also heard about the dog, so I can rest assured that I will seek justice for him."

"Needless to say nonsense, I promised to join the UK, in addition to the conditions you promised, one must die first."

"It's easy to say, no matter who it is, it will definitely die under the fire of my British Empire."

"..."

While Zhong Aiguo and Smith were discussing dealing with Yi Shuihan, Yi Shuihan was sitting cross-legged in a quaint tea room. In front of him was the old man who wanted to accept him as a disciple before. Feng Wuhen.

Feng Wuhen looked at Yi Shuihan with a complicated expression. He didn't expect that the other party was not only a spirit body, but also an existence with a higher cultivation base. He wanted to accept the other party as a disciple. It must be ridiculous in his eyes.

"My little friend is so bitter!" Feng Wuhen's voice is bitter, and his eyes are full of resentment when he looks at Yi Shuihan.

Yi Shuihan was a little embarrassed to be seen, "I can't hide anything, you can't tell it."

"Yes, it's old and dim-eyed. I didn't see that you are a senior expert. Can you tell me what is your cultivation level?" Feng Wuhen discovered that even now he carefully probes Yi Shuihan in his eyes Or an ordinary person with no cultivation base at all.

"It doesn't matter to tell you, that is, the late stage of transformation." What Yi Shuihan didn't say was that after a long time, he would return to virtuality.

Hearing the answer, Feng Wuhen took a breath of air, and couldn't help but want to slap the table, but fortunately he finally held it back.

"What's that age?"

"It's almost 26."

"Well, it turned out to be 126." Feng Wuhen nodded subconsciously, and then "how much did you say? If I heard you right, you said it was almost 26. So you are only 25 years old now?"

Yi Shuihan nodded, Feng Wuhen was already stupid, and he kept muttering, "The 25-year-old is in the late stage of transformation, and the 25-year-old is still in the early stage of Qi training."

Do you want to tell him that I have only practiced for more than 2 years? Forget it, otherwise, don't talk about it, just watch him in a daze.