My Master is a God - Chapter 3007

[Chapter 3007 Medusa’s Panic]

Yang Yiyu began an unprecedented peaceful retreat.

In many cases, he was actually in an anxious state, even in the past, he was subconsciously anxious when he practiced in seclusion.

But this

time, he was calmer than ever before. It stands to reason that this is the most dangerous time for him, but he is calmer than ever before.

Because after the battle with Hedao, he understood how big the gap between him and the Hedao masters was, and there was no other way except to improve and break through.

There was no point in worrying.

However, he was safe in the short term, because the fierceness of the blood infant killed Zhong Shangqing, a Hedao-level master, and severely injured two other Hedao masters, and they escaped, so they would not come to trouble him in the short term.

Anything that is put on the surface is a good thing.

This is also the reason why Yang Yiyu is calm.

His current retreat to recuperate is also to recall and experience the power of the Hedao masters and seek a way to break through. His current cultivation is at a critical point, and he is only a hair’s breadth away from breaking through to Hedao.

But breaking through a big barrier is often not that simple. It is possible to break through in the next second, or it is possible that the bottleneck will last for hundreds of thousands of years or even hundreds of thousands of years.

The bottleneck is something that every practicing god has, and it is also the inevitable path that everyone must take.

Some people have stepped over it, while others have stayed where they are for their entire lives.

Yang Yiyu knew that he still had a long way to go. The gap between the rules of the Heavenly Dao and the He Dao made him realize that he was actually very weak. The He Dao was not the ultimate in cultivation. After the fifth level of the He Dao was the Holy Dao of Hun Yuan Transcendence, which would be another new and unknown world for him.

A setback did not crush his self-confidence, but instead gave him a confidence that he would not admit defeat.

The strength he had learned from Xu Chu was a shame for him, and he wanted to get it back himself.

Yang Yiyu still remembered the strength and calmness of Xu Chu, who could turn the tide with a flip of his hand, and the contemptuous look of Xu Chu who looked at him like an ant.

But he knew that this was the truth. In front of the strong man of Hedao, he was just an ant. This was not the other party’s arrogance, but the decision of strength.

Yang Yiyun hated that kind of eyes and feeling, but at the same time he was fascinated.

He must break through to the Hedao level.

…

Yang Yiyun told Medusa to look at the blood baby, and then he sat cross-legged and entered the state of cultivation and healing.

After being hit by Xuchu, most of his strong flesh, tendons, and bones were broken, and his entire chest collapsed. Of course, this was an external injury, but it didn’t matter to him. After taking the water of life and Shura Pill, he could recover.

It took about three years for the whole body to recover.

Then Yang Yiyun’s mind began to constantly recall the breath and power when Xuchu attacked him.

As long as he can figure it out, there is a great chance to step into the realm of Hedao.

This requires innate perception, and more importantly, continuous cultivation.

In this state, Yang Yiyun entered the state of selflessness and forgot everything.

Ten years passed quickly.

A hundred years passed.

Medusa was also guarding the law while meditating to look after the blood baby, wondering if he opened his eyes to look at Yang Yiyu, but neither of them woke up.

The ban outside was not triggered, which meant that there were no blood beasts, and Xuantong and others did not come back.

The practice continued.

For the gods, time in practice does not exist. After a thousand years, Yang Yiyu finally woke up from his practice on this day.

His injuries were completely recovered, and his perception of the power of Qi had reached its peak. He seemed to have a vague concept, but after reaching here, he could not continue.

He could only stop.

Because if he continued, Yang Yiyu knew that it would be useless. Relying solely on perception, deduction in the mind, and running the practice of the exercises could not break through to the level of Hedao. Breaking through the big pass requires opportunity.

But this time he did not gain nothing. At least he had a vague feeling and touched the threshold of the Hedao realm. He only needed a layer of window paper to break through to the Hedao realm.

As for the power of Qi, it was not much different from what he had learned from the obsession of the Evergreen Saint. It was the power of the Dark Rule Symbol, the ultimate source of energy between heaven and earth.

When he broke through the limit of his body, it was the time when the divine power turned into Qi, that is, the time when he broke through to the Hedao.

This standard was clearly displayed on the ten Dao trees in the divine core Dao seed. As in the previous speculation, the conclusion he came to this time of cultivation was that when the ten Dao trees grew to a hundred meters, it was the time when his cultivation entered the Hedao. The

ten Dao trees are now infinitely close to a hundred meters in height, reaching ninety-nine meters. He

only needs the last meter, and he has a hunch that he can advance.

A thousand years of cultivation passed in the blink of an eye.

But Yang Yiyu’s confidence, which was severely injured or hit by Xu Chu, returned.

Although there was no breakthrough in this cultivation recovery, he did touch the threshold of the Hedao and was confident that he would break through at any time.

It only takes one opportunity.

But he also knew that he couldn’t be anxious. When he cultivated to his level, he understood the difficulty of each step more. Sometimes the state of mind is more important than cultivation.

Cultivating the Tao is cultivating the mind.

Fighting with the strong is dangerous, but you can also absorb the experience of the strong.

Feeling contact is cultivation.

Fighting is the most direct and effective cultivation.

Medusa felt Yang Yiyun wake up the first time.

She appeared beside Yang Yiyun: “God~”

Her face was almost close to Yang Yiyun’s face, and she could feel her breath.

This is because she is worried. After all, it has been a thousand years.

And Xuantong and others still have no news.

Yang Yiyun looked at Medusa’s beautiful alchemy, swallowed his saliva involuntarily, stepped back slightly and said: “You have worked hard, have you heard any news from Xuantong?”

“No, it has been a thousand years.” Medusa said.

Seeing Medusa’s worried look, her eyes really revealed her emotions, and Yang Yiyun found that she was more and more charming.

Medusa Snake King is originally the only one in the world. She can’t look at Bingyan directly when she turns into a human. She speaks well and has a devilish figure. Yang Yiyun is really a little uncomfortable with being too close.

Instead, he feels a burning heat rising in his body.

Normally, Yang might suppress this flame, but after thousands of years of cultivation and enlightenment, he has further understood a truth: if you want to advance, you can’t suppress your thoughts.

Facing Medusa, Yang Yiyu looked at the blood baby who was still sleeping in the corner and had not awakened. Thinking about Xuantong and others who had no news, he said, “Don’t worry, the news will come. There are many of them, and nothing will happen. Now I want to ask you for a favor, okay?”

“What?” Medusa heard Yang Yiyu speak and asked subconsciously.

But at this time, her eyes met with Yang Yiyu’s. When she asked this question, she also saw the gleam of fire in Yang’s eyes. Medusa is not a little demon god. She has practiced for countless years. What has she not seen?

Naturally, she understood what the flicker of Yang’s eyes meant at this moment.

Her face flushed. She

subconsciously lowered her head and was about to hide aside.

But Yang Yiyu stretched out his hand and grabbed her hand. The next moment, he exerted force and was in Yang’s arms.

Medusa shuddered, and her originally cold body suddenly became warm.

Yang waved his hand, and a colorful barrier appeared.

The two were in the barrier, isolated from the outside world.

“God, I…”

“Don’t talk about me, you are mine…”

Yang had always kept a distance from Medusa, but his state of mind changed at this time. He would not suppress his Dao heart. In order to break through the Dao, he would do what he wanted in the future. He

had thought about it for a long time, but he just wanted to realize it today.

Yang asked Medusa to do him a favor, which was actually correct.

If Yang’s heart was satisfied, it would help him to have his thoughts clear, which would also be beneficial to his cultivation.

…

Three days later, the barrier disappeared, and the two appeared in the cave again.

The difference was that Medusa’s name for Yang became Yunzi.

“I… I’ll go outside to see if there is any news from Xuantong and the others.”

After leaving the barrier, Medusa ran out of the cave with a shy look on her face.

“Haha~”

Yang laughed at her escaping back, and then thought about the blood baby and walked away.

A thousand years have passed, and the blood baby is still sleeping. He is a little worried about this, and is going to check on the blood baby.

(End of this chapter)