The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

I don't know how much time has passed. When Yang Qiu came to his senses, his eyes were filled with a pair of extremely calm eyes.    

    

"Senior, I suppose you have also imparted the cultivation technique you taught me to someone else?"    

    

In the spatial zone of his Dantian, the middle-aged man let out a slight sigh.    

    

"How much have you comprehended?"    

    

Yang Qiu said faintly.    

    

"Three Styles Of Chaos, I have only comprehended the first style. "    

    

The middle-aged man couldn't hide the pleasant surprise in his words.    

    

"In just five days and five nights, you have actually comprehended the first style. I was right. "    

    

Yang Qiu shook his head and asked.    

    

"What is the Three Styles Of Chaos?"    

    

The middle-aged man did not explain and slowly said.    

    

"You should comprehend it yourself. Show me the first style now. "    

    

Yang Qiu nodded. According to his five days and five nights of comprehension, a strange force was extracted from his dantian.    

    

He was suppressed by the law of this small world and lost all his magic power. However, he could extract the power of that strange space from the door of the Golden Core in his Dantian for his use.    

    

He couldn't even communicate with the Hollow Jade Palace. He could only use his mind to move things from the Hollow Jade Palace.    

    

However, the golden core belonged to him, and it belonged to him. A part of his body, and the door on the golden core was connected to his dantian, meridians, flesh and blood.    

    

Yang Qiu didn't know at all. That spatial zone was the embryonic form of a chaotic world. The middle-aged man had given birth to a world for him.    

    

And the power feedback from that space was the power of chaos.    

    

That was why he was able to comprehend the Three Styles Of Chaos so quickly.    

    

Currently, he was still an ordinary person. He didn't have any magical power, nor could he use any magical treasures. However, with a thought, the chaotic energy suddenly spread throughout his entire body. Two gray auras suddenly flashed across his eyes. Then, the scene in front of him suddenly changed in an incomparably strange manner.    

    

It was as if his eyesight had been enhanced by ten million times. The flow of time in this world had slowed down by countless times. Everything in his field of vision had become so hungry and slow that it was almost forbidden.    

    

In his eyesight, everything he saw seemed to have nowhere to hide. Even the flow of the air, the traces left behind by the wind in the air, even the tiniest dust falling to the ground, and the ripples that were caused by the crash, he could clearly see it.    

    

What kind of realm was this?    

    

He waved his hand in a strange manner. That gesture did not have any effect, nor did it bring any results. It was as if he just casually waved his hand at the air.    

    

However, all the energy within a ten-meter radius around him was concentrated on a needle tip that was countless times smaller than a needle tip. Then, it pierced towards the dust in the air.    

    

Like a needle piercing through soybeans, the needle tip pierced through tens of thousands of dust particles.    

    

A new understanding suddenly emerged in Yang Qiu's mind. He even suspected that even a true Immortal wouldn't be able to do such an attack.    

    

"That's right! It was indescribably wonderful! It seems like you have truly mastered the first style of the Three Styles Of Chaos. Hehe, with this first style, you can barely protect yourself!"    

    

The three sentences that the middle-aged man had taught Yang Qiu were the Three Styles Of Chaos.    

    

When Yang Qiu looked at the statues in Fuxi Divine Palace, he actually understood the first style. Then, Yang Qiu had more or less understood one thing.    

    

Back then, Fuxi had also learned from this middle-aged man.    

    

The techniques on these statues were the marks of the Three Styles Of Chaos.    

    

What was the origin of this Nine Lands Cauldron's weapon spirit?    

    

Yang Qiu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.    

    

He hadn't gotten rid of it yet, but he had fallen into a huge pit there.    

    

Could it be that he was born to be used by others?    

    

However, this middle-aged man was clearly not using him.    

    

This was Yang Qiu's intuition. He had already understood a lot of things, even though there was still a layer of window paper between them. However, he still understood.    

    

Obviously, the things in the Fuxi Divine Palace were of utmost importance to the middle-aged man. It wasn't that he wanted to snatch something, but that he wanted to take it back.    

    

Who exactly was he?    

    

According to the calculation, the legend of the Nine Lands Cauldron was a product of Great Yu's flood-control.    

    

But whether it was Flame Emperor Shennong or Great Emperor Fuxi. . . Compared to Great Yu, it was unknown how many years earlier.    

    

In the Flame Emperor's tomb, there were dragons, phoenixes, and even phoenixes. But according to the legends, wasn't Kunlun Mountain the territory of Fuxi and Nuwa?    

    

For some reason, some messy thoughts appeared in Yang Qiu's mind. He shook his head violently and woke up. He shouted in panic.    

    

"It's over, it's over. It has been five days and five nights. Loong Fei and the others Oh right, why didn't they come over? "    

    

The middle-aged man smiled faintly.    

    

"Those few little fellows have already passed. It's just that I used a little trick, so they can't see you. Don't worry, they won't be able to take away your fate. You're not on the same level as them, so don't think too much about it. "    

    

Yang Qiu said with some dissatisfaction.    

    

"Senior, do you know that my woman is still being kidnapped? I want to get the Creation Wood and the Breath Soil. I can't let them take it away from me!"    

    

The middle-aged man fell silent for a long time before he slowly asked:    

    

"Little guy, the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. However, you have a huge crisis. If you give up your woman, you can avoid this crisis. Furthermore, your woman will not be harmed in the slightest. If you. . . !"    

    

Yang Qiu suddenly interrupted the middle-aged man's words coldly and said resolutely.    

    

"Even if there is any more danger. . . I will never give up on my woman. Even if what you said is true, I will personally rescue her. Senior, you don't understand emotions. "    

    

The middle-aged man didn't expect Yang Qiu to say that he didn't know how to feel, causing him to be speechless in the Chaotic Space.    

    

"Forget it, forget it!"    

    

The middle-aged man sighed and suddenly asked:    

    

"Yang Qiu, are you willing to give up your life for your woman?"    

    

Yang Qiu was startled and immediately said with certainty.    

    

"I am willing!"    

    

The middle-aged man let out a long sigh and said with a smile,    

    

"Fate is really hard to grasp. Fine, I'll fulfill your wish. However, you're in danger. I can't interfere. It all depends on your luck. If I can't avoid it, I will certainly lose a chance. However, I have waited for millions of years. I don't care if I have to wait for another ten million years. "    

    

"You. . . !"    

    

Yang Qiu couldn't help but be furious.    

    

"Old man, are you cursing me to death?"    

    

The middle-aged man chuckled and said.    

    

"Walk forward. Without the Jade Plate in your hand, they will not be able to enter. Without their Jade Plate, you will not be able to enter either. After you enter, I will guide you to collect the Creation Wood and Breath Soil. After that, I want you to go to a place! "