Chapter 137

The mysterious light in Su Yi's mind suddenly burst into light at this moment, and a force of absorption and phagocytosis gushed out.

In the next moment, Su Yi didn't fully react, and the Yuan Stone in his palm had turned into a pile of powder and lost its light, just like the Yuan Stone in Mancheng at the beginning.

Su Yi frowned and pulled out a yuan stone again to try.

Just as the result is the same, the mysterious light mass in my mind immediately gushes out the phagocytic attraction and directly absorbs the energy in the yuan stone.

Su Yi gave up and stopped trying.

Su Yi was a little helpless. If she got something, she would go to something.

Other martial artists can absorb yuan stone to cultivate faster, but with this strange mysterious light mass on their bodies, they can't cultivate by absorbing yuan stone.

But think about it carefully, Su Yi also felt that it didn't affect him.

Anyway, practicing in the mysterious space can also speed up the speed of practice.

And the mysterious space can also nourish the spiritual medicine and produce the spiritual liquid and other effects.

Late at night.

The continuous mountains under the moonlight are deep and vast, sleeping quietly in the twilight, silently opposite the sky, vast and vast.

Su Yi stood at the top of the mountain, looking at the bright moon hanging high in the sky and feeling the quiet night.

Su Yi meditated and had thoughts in his heart.

Since then, I have experienced a lot in this world. In my previous life, I was mediocre. I thought I could make a difference in this strange world, but now, I still hide in Tibet in this demon forest.

Grandpa, who loves himself the most in the world, is still seriously injured at the moment. I'm afraid he won't last for many years.

Thinking of this, Su Yi was not only filled with emotion for a time, Open your mouth and sing: "Through the ages, heroes can't be found, and sun Zhongmou's place. Dancing pavilions and singing platforms, the wind is always blown away by the rain. The setting sun grass and trees, ordinary alleys, and human slaves used to live. In those days, gold and iron horses, gas swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger. Yuanjia grass, sealed the wolf house Xu, won the panic North Gu. Forty three years, I still remember the beacon fire Yangzhou road. Looking back, under the Buddha and fox temple, there is a god crow Club drum. Who can ask, honest and quite old, can still eat …"

In the end, Su Yi's voice grew louder and louder, echoing in the deep night sky.

At this moment, Su Yi's eyes glowed, and she didn't want to do this again in this life.

"Good, good, good..."

Suddenly, a voice came, faint and vicissitudes.

"Who!"

Su Yi was immediately surprised, followed the voice and looked back. He saw an old man behind him who didn't know when he was surprised.

The old man is in his sixties, thin but tall, with deep wrinkles on his neck, a black wide robe, a pair of brown eyes deep in his eyes, and a large wine gourd in his hand at the moment, emitting a strong aroma of wine.

"The strong!"

Su Yi was vigilant and stepped back two steps. This man appeared in the Manyao Grand Canyon late at night, and quietly appeared behind him. This was definitely a strong man, unfathomable.

"Listen to your voice, you should be young. Don't be afraid. Don't provoke me. I won't do anything to you. I just heard your poem and sighed while I was drinking." The old man glanced at Su Yi faintly. Across his cloak and mask, he seemed to see Su Yi's nervousness.

"I've seen the elder." Su Yi saluted with fists, but his vigilance was still there, but he relaxed a little.

"I've never met anyone before. There's no elder without an elder. You wrote this poem yourself?" The old man looked at Su Yi with more curiosity in his eyes.

"I didn't write this poem. I just sighed for a moment. I didn't expect to disturb the elder. Please forgive me, boy. I'll leave now." Su Yi plans to leave. In the middle of the night, in this Manyao Grand Canyon, he'd better leave early.

"Slow down, I said don't worry, don't worry."

The old man shouted Su Yi, took a sip of wine, looked at Su Yi again, and said, "I want to know how you feel. Listening to the poems, it seems that you have something on your mind."

Looking at the old man, Su Yi really didn't dare to walk casually.

The mysterious old man turned his face as soon as he said it. I'm afraid he couldn't even fight with his little finger.

Anyway, it seemed that the old man really didn't mean any harm to himself and didn't dare to leave casually. Su Yi simply put it down and settled down when he came.

Looking at the old man, Su Yi said, "in fact, I don't have much emotion. I just feel that life should be as magnificent as the river and sea. Life should be as gorgeous as summer flowers and death as beautiful as autumn leaves. Even if there is no Dragon City Flying general, there are also iron blood and cold spears. Old steeds are waiting for Carpinus, ambition is thousands of miles, martyrs are in their twilight years, ambition is endless, sword dew cold light, drink blood and fight on the battlefield."

"Good, good, good."

The old man said three good words one after another. This time, he looked at Su Yi's eyes, which had been unbearable fluctuations, with some excitement, and said: "what an old horse, with a thousand li in his mind, a martyr in his twilight years, with great ambition, a sword in the cold light, drinking blood and fighting on the battlefield!"

"Elder, I'm laughing." Su Yi smiled faintly, but also with emotion. In this strange world, he didn't want to spend his life in vain, so he should have a thousand miles of ambition.

"Haha, I didn't expect to meet a young man like you in this demon forest. Take off your cloak and mask. You should be avoiding someone, but I'll protect you tonight. Can you have a drink with me?

The old man looked at Su Yi, and the big wine gourd in his hand was also directly handed to Su Yi.

Su Yilue hesitated, and took off his cloak and cloak directly, revealing a face that was not white, but had extremely three-dimensional facial features.

In the moonlight, Su Yi's figure was tall and straight, and his eyes under a pair of slender sword eyebrows flashed bright light, deep and sharp.

Looking at Su Yi's appearance, the old man's eyes passed by without leaving a trace of surprise. It seemed that he didn't expect that the young man in front of him was smaller than expected, and the strange dress behind made him see more.

"Well, you're welcome." Su Yi smiled, took the old man's wine gourd, held his head up, and for no reason he had a temperament of evil pride, which seemed to come from his bones.

"Cough..."

Just a mouthful of wine, Su Yi almost didn't come out.

The wine was so strong that it scraped through my throat like a knife, with a stream of heat, like my throat and eyes were about to smoke, and then spread all over my body. Such a stream of heat immediately spread away in my body.

"What a strong wine." Su Yi was embarrassed. He didn't expect the wine to be so strong.

"This is a good thing, but it took me a lot of thought to get a little. After drinking, it should be good for you." The old man smiled faintly.

"Really..."

Su Yi was stunned, looked at the big wine gourd, and then took another big bite without hesitation.