Chapter 875 If you practice cultivation, seeing me will be like a mayfly seeing the sky.

As if sensing humans, the demon whale opened its mouth and sucked, pulling the boat closer to the mouth of the abyss beast.

Yang Ziqing's legs trembled, her face pale, and she murmured, "Is this big fish going to eat us?"

Swish!

A lightning-like sword shadow broke through the air and landed on the whale's mouth.

"Hum!"

The demon whale closed its mouth in pain, and dark green blood gushed out.

A stream of light burst out from the distance, and a man stepped on the void, bathed in the lightning, with his black hair dancing in the wind and waves.

"Was the third-level monster attracted by the noise?"

Wang Xiaoke looked at the monster whale and glanced at the ship below.

This demon whale has been practicing for nearly a thousand years and has developed intelligence.

Sensing the other party's breath, the beast's pupils shrank in a human-like manner.

The feeling that humans give it is like the sun hanging in the sky, mysterious and inviolable.

Looking at the young man in black with awe, it slowly moved its body.

Wang Xiaoke glanced at it indifferently, his mind not on it at all.

"Considering your cultivation is not easy, I will forgive you this time. But you must not hurt others in the future!"

The whale's spout was like a pillar of heaven, rising hundreds of meters into the sky.

The mountain-like head sank to the bottom of the sea and soon disappeared into the vast ocean.

Xue Dahui's eyes widened, he was almost eaten by the fish.

A giant whale turned over and stirred up a thousand-meter vortex, and the whale's tail shook like a tsunami.

How terrifying!

What’s even more terrifying is that this young man can repel the giant beast with just one order, just like the decree of an ancient emperor, whose single word can shake everything in the world.

Yang Ziqing's eyelashes trembled as she stared at the young man intently.

Although I couldn't see the face clearly, the voice and the outline... were simply amazing.

She immediately took out her cell phone to take a picture, but the distance was too far and she couldn't capture the whole scene.

Wang Xiaoke's heart sank slightly, and his consciousness swept across the entire space...

Wang Lele was not met on the road, and the ancestor of the Xiao family also disappeared.

Did Liuxue Sect succeed in the end, or did Xiao Cang save the eighth sister?

If the Liuxue Sect succeeds, he will definitely charge into Kunlun, break through the passage to the ancient world, and start a bloody battle among the sects.

So what if it is a second-rate immortal sect? It will be uprooted in time!

Wang Xiaoke looked towards the direction of Haishi, and his figure shot out like thunder again.

He disappeared from where he was, under the crew's ghostly gazes.

……

Haishi Hospital.

Xiaodie's eyes were red as she paced anxiously outside the operating room.

The hospital had already issued a critical illness notice.

She didn't dare to think about the scene of Ye Luo's death, for fear that the young lady would be furious.

After all, Ye Luo grew up with his master, and his importance in her heart is self-evident.

If I had known something would happen, I wouldn't have joined in the fun.

Operating room.

The attending physician was sweating profusely, and the faces of the people around him were more horrified than each other.

"Not a single rib was intact, and all the internal organs were ruptured and displaced."

"It's like being run over by a truck. Ordinary people can't make it to the hospital."

On the operating table, Ye Luo's face was pale.

The hideous flesh and blood on his abdomen were full of broken organs.

Only medical equipment proved that she was still alive.

But the current situation is not optimistic. His meridians are broken and his dantian is destroyed. He has been transformed from a martial arts master back to a mortal and may die at any time.

"Extensive organ bleeding, the patient can't survive stitches."

The doctor performing the operation was helpless, and even the best doctors would shake their heads in this situation.

In the past, if an injury had occurred to this extent, it would have been reported to the King of Hell long ago.

"drop--"

As the ECG monitor began to sound, everyone shook their heads and sighed.

Regardless, it's a miracle that we've managed to hold on to this point.

"Everyone get out of the way."

A strange male voice came, and several doctors were startled.

I don't know when a handsome young man appeared in the room.

"Wait, who are you!" The assistant was shocked.

"When did you come in? Didn't you know that relatives are not allowed to visit during the operation?"

The doctors and nurses surrounding the operating table all frowned in unison.

"You are not able to save her." The young man in black looked around.

"go out."

The attending physician was about to lose his temper, but when he looked into a pair of weird pupils, his mind seemed to be swallowed by a whirlpool, and his expression gradually became dull.

A group of people, like puppets, crowded out of the operating room.

After closing the door, he frowned and looked at Ye Luo who was on the verge of death.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of silver needles pierced into the acupoints, and spiritual power flowed into the body.

Several jade bottles were hanging in the air, and the young man picked out two ring-patterned pills.

One was stuffed into Ye Luo's mouth, and the other was crushed and sprinkled on the abdomen.

The rich fragrance of elixir emanated from behind, and the whole room was filled with a green atmosphere.

Ye Luo's fingers trembled slightly, and the value on the electrocardiogram miraculously recovered.

The broken body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The lingering green air permeated the entire room, and faintly there was the illusion of illusory flowers and plants blooming.

After waiting for about half a minute, Ye Luo opened his eyes with trembling eyelashes.

Recalling the accident in the concert hall, she subconsciously struggled to get up.

My body felt sore and it was difficult to move.

"Your injuries have just healed, Sister Luoye, please don't move around."

Hearing the familiar voice, Ye Luo looked at the figure standing beside him.

"Young Master?"

Wang Xiaoke nodded and said in a blaming tone:

"You didn't stay in Kyoto properly, but came here, you know."

"If I had come half an hour later you could have covered yourself with the white sheet!"

"Recover fully and return with Xiaodie. Don't let Sister Mo worry."

Wang Xiaoke turned around and was about to leave, as he still had to visit the Xiao family in Nanhai.

"and many more."

Ye Luo stared at his back, and the confusion accumulated in his heart finally burst out.

"The man who hurt me, as well as you and the young lady, are all cultivators, right?"

Wang Xiaoke paused.

Ye Luo's weak voice was mixed with self-mockery and the doubts of outsiders.

"I used to think the world was full of talented martial artists and mysterious, ancient traditions."

"Then more and more facts proved that the two were worlds apart."

"In front of a cultivator, a warrior is as weak as a chicken."

Ye Luo couldn't help but find it funny: "I was selected into the Mohist Secret Guard when I was young."

"To become a martial arts master, one can be considered a master in the martial arts field."

"But in front of a cultivator, he can easily take my life and destroy my martial arts foundation."

"In the eyes of the young master, what is a warrior and what is a cultivator?"

Ye Luo looked at him quietly, biting the corner of her pale lips with her white teeth.

Emperor Huang Wen's disdain and ridicule towards martial arts kept echoing in his mind.

It was as if what she had pursued all her life was a joke in his eyes.

Wang Xiaoke looked back: "What warriors pursue is to escape from the mortal body."

"And the cultivators, by gazing upon the heavens and earth, attain the Tao and ascend to immortality, and by understanding the great Dao, attain immortality..."

"What I seek is to control the universe, understand life and death, achieve immortality, and find the great way."

These few words shocked Ye Luo, like a sudden thunderclap.

It turns out that what the two are pursuing is completely different concepts.

No wonder the ancestor of Mohism has lived for thousands of years and is still alive in the world.

But if there really are immortal people, why is the ancient ancestor of Mohism no longer alive?

"So, the Martial Dao Heavenly Man Realm... is equivalent to what level of cultivator?"

Wang Xiaoke raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Probably, it can be considered as half a step to foundation building."

Ye Luo was not sure about the cultivator's realm, and could not help but ask:

"Foundation Building? How big of a gap is there between that and your current realm?"

Wang Xiaoke didn't expect her to ask this question. What is the difference between foundation building and Nascent Soul?

Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Ye Luo changed his words.

"I want to break through to the peak of the celestial being. How much of your strength can I force you to use?"

Wang Xiaoke was silent for three breaths, then a flash of light popped out from his fingers.

Ye Luo vaguely saw a corner of the cliff, and looking out he could see endless greenery.

Then the young man in black used his fingers as swords and swung them casually towards the distance.

Under her shocked gaze, the surging sword light tore through the void, the earth shook, the mountain range was cut in two, and no grass or trees were left wherever it passed.

With one finger, mountains and rivers are cut off, and scenes that only exist in myths come into view.

Ye Luo's body couldn't stop trembling. Is this the answer she wanted...

Even if you stand at the top of the world, you still have to kowtow when you see this sword pointing!

She practices martial arts, but she does not know her abilities, seeing them as a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky.

If she cultivates immortality, her vision will be broadened, and she will see it as a mayfly peeping into the sky.

The cute boy in my memory actually looks like this.

Is this a monk?