The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

Yang Qiu was dumbfounded when he sensed the changes in the time law in the cultivation room.    

The Sky Barking Hound, however, looked at a fool and rolled its eyes as it snorted.    

"Have you never heard of the saying 'one day in the sky, one year in the mortal world'?"    

Under the extremely impatient explanation of the Sky Barking Hound, Yang Qiu finally came to a realization.    

It turned out that the time flow in the Cultivation Realm was completely different from the time in the Mortal Realm.    

The time flow in Cultivation Realm was roughly equivalent to one day in Cultivation Realm, and one month in Mortal Realm.    

The time flow in the Immortal Realm was one day in the Immortal Realm and one year in the Mortal Realm.    

In the God Realm, the time flow was even more terrifying. It was about the same as one day in the God Realm, one year in the Immortal Realm, and three hundred and sixty-five years in the Mortal Realm.    

The flow of time in the Hollow Jade Palace was the same as in the Mortal Realm. This was because the Hollow Jade Palace was in the Mortal Realm. In other words, the time flow in the Hollow Jade Palace was the same as in the other spatial zone.    

Yang Qiu's cultivation room was divided into three levels.    

The time flow in each level corresponded to the current time.    

In the cultivation room in the first level, the flow of time was ten times faster than outside.    

In the second level, the flow of time was a hundred times faster than outside.    

In the third level, the flow of time was actually a thousand times faster than outside.    

In other words, if Yang Qiu brought the Hollow Jade Palace to God Realm, the time in Hollow Jade Palace would be equal to the time in God Realm. Then, if he entered this cultivation room in the God Realm, it would be a thousand times more than the time spent in the God Realm.    

This kind of cultivation room was almost like cheating!    

Yang Qiu suddenly understood that the biggest gain this time was this cultivation room.    

This was definitely a cheating weapon.    

One day of cultivation in the third level of the cultivation room was equivalent to three years of cultivation outside.    

One day of cultivation inside was equivalent to one thousand days. Didn't that mean three years?    

What's there to worry about realm and strength?    

Yang Qiu wished he could immediately throw himself into seclusion for a year.    

Thinking about it again, No, that's not right. This thing has its pros and cons. I have to enter seclusion for a thousand years. Only a year has passed outside. Then when I come out again, wouldn't I be a thousand-year-old old demon?    

But seclusion for a thousand years, would he suffocate to death?    

Forget it, I haven't seen enough of the world of flowers yet. I'll talk about it when the time comes.    

Yang Qiu's heart was in a dilemma.    

Furthermore, there was a cultivation restriction in these three spatial zones. The first spatial zone required one year to enter, the second spatial zone required ten years, and the third spatial zone required one to enter seclusion for a hundred years.    

A hundred years multiplied by a thousand times, that was a hundred thousand years.    

It was too terrifying.    

He felt that if he went in, he would probably never be able to come out again.    

Because your realm is not high enough, and you don't have enough resources, how are you going to cultivate and break through if you go in?    

How long is the lifespan of a Mahayana Period?    

It's less than ten thousand years, and this also depends on the strength of the person. The weaker ones would die in two to three thousand years.    

Forget it. This thing shouldn't be touched randomly. These three levels clearly corresponded to cultivators, immortals, and gods. Who knew how far he could go?    

He decided not to think about this anymore. Instead, he called Ma Zhenyi and the Six Brothers over. He gave each of them a room and settled the Twelve Blood Gods in another room. He also found a room and started to study the booklet Ji Qinghee had given him.    

He would not know if he did not look at it, but when he saw it, it really scared Yang Qiu and made him feel cold all over.    

This booklet was simply the comparative table of all the powerful forces in this world.    

Damn it!    

He had lived in ignorance for so long, yet he was unable to pierce through the heavens. He could be considered lucky.    

Yang Qiu wished he could catch Ji Qinghee and give him a good beating. This bastard had such a thing in his hand. Why didn't he give it to him in advance?    

Or perhaps, this wasn't something that Ji Qinghee could control. This was clearly something that Old Master Lin had given to Ji Qinghee and asked him to give it to him.    

It wasn't necessarily true. There were five departments in the Number One Department. One of them was in charge of gathering intelligence.    

On the pamphlet, the cultivators and warriors of eastern world, the mutants of western world, Blood Clan, and werewolves were divided into different categories.    

This comparison was incomparably detailed.    

First of all, there were only three levels of martial arts.    

Houtian martial artists, Xiantian martial artists, martial artists breaking through the void.    

The classification of cultivators was much more detailed.    

Cultivators were at the Qi Condensation stage. Foundation Establishment, Golden Core Stage, Nascent Infant Period, Void God Stage and Mahayana Period.    

The Blood Clan was divided into Barons, Viscounts, Earls, Marquises, Dukes and Kings, Kings, and Blood Gods.    

The Wolf Clan was divided into seven months, from the lowest level in the first month of the Wolf Clan to the highest level in the seventh month of the Wolf Clan. Above the seventh month, there were Silver Wolves, Gold Wolves, and finally the Wolf God.    

The Almighties were divided according to the letters. The lowest level, the D class, followed by the C and B class. A! Next was S. SS class! SSS class!    

In other words, regardless of the classification, the pinnacle of Xiantian realm, Mahayana Period, Blood God of Blood Clan, Wolf God of Wolf Clan, and SSS grade mutant were all on the same level. Their strength was equal to each other. It all depended on who had a higher cultivation base.    

When comparing the others, it would be easy to tell who had a higher cultivation base.    

However, among martial artists, the level of Martial Shattering the Void was a strange stage.    

Whether it was mutants, werewolves, or Blood Gods. . . Their highest realm was the realm of Martial Void-breaking. This realm corresponded to the immortals of Immortal Realm.    

When a warrior broke through the void and became a Martial Immortal, his strength was much greater than that of a cultivator, or a cultivator who cultivated devils, demons, or Buddha.    

In the Immortal Realm, Martial Immortal was an extremely rare and precious species. However, their strength was at the peak.    

Among them, the most famous representative was none other than. . . He was the ancestor of Yang Qiu, who had been separated from the two universes for who knew how many tens of thousands of years.    

Yang Jian.    

This Martial Immortal was not only powerful, it was also extremely powerful. According to the records in this booklet, all the Martial Immortals in the Immortal Realm were the most powerful figures. In the Mortal Realm, there were at least five half-step Martial Immortal who had just broken through to the Void Martial realm.    

Among them, it was said that it was the ancestor of Zhang family, Zhang Sanfeng, three hundred years ago.    

Cultivators, demonic practitioners, demonic practitioners, and Buddhist practitioners were all hiding in certain places in the Mortal Realm. There were more than ten terrifying existences who should have become Immortals a long time ago.    

After Yang Qiu finished reading it, all the hairs on his body stood up.    

There were dozens of these incomparably terrifying old monsters in total. He didn't know when he would meet one of them. At that time, wouldn't he not know how he died?    

He had already killed two experts of the Zhang family. Their strength was at the peak of the Houtian realm. They must be the focal targets of the family.    

Ji Qinghee, this bastard, where did this small booklet come from?    

Yang Qiu couldn't help but grit his teeth and spit out a sentence.    

"Who cares about your mother's Martial Immortal, if you find trouble with me, I will kill you without mercy. "    

But he knew that he had caused a huge trouble.    

This Zhang family was nothing, but behind him stood a Martial Immortal that was hidden from the world.    

No, he had to get that ancestor of the Blood Clan and the father of the Twelve Blood Gods to Hollow Jade Palace as soon as possible.