Chapter 1238: Immortality and the Legendary Way of the Iron-Eating Beast Bloodline Warlock (Two Updates!)

At dawn, Yi Xia, who had taken a short nap, got up leisurely.

When he didn't need to fight continuously, Yi Xia would still take a rest more or less.

It was not for the needs of the body, but to ease the restless spirit.

Just like the sea of ​​fire in his sea of ​​consciousness.

After entering the combat state, Yi Xia's consciousness would be violent enough and even a little violent.

Resting is to temper this overly rigid will with a little warmth.

Last night, Yi Xia made some changes to the evil-repelling potion he had created.

By the way, he also logged into a video website account that he hadn't logged in for a while.

The memories and bearings of the past did not become unfamiliar with the fighting.

Yi Xia even opened a wave of private messages in the background with interest.

It may be that Cang Zhong and others have screened this to a certain extent.

Or maybe it is the revival of extraordinary energy that has led to the improvement of the overall quality of current online surfers?

Yi Xia found that these messages did not contain some of the criticism and abuse that he remembered before.

Yi Xia did not pay much attention to it.

He did not care about those things before, and he did not care about them now.

Later, Yi Xia even selected a few interesting messages that were not deliberately made up and replied to them.

The current resurrection of the extraordinary is not too obscure to a certain extent.

Among these messages alone, there are many that explicitly ask Yi Xia questions related to the extraordinary.

Of course, Yi Xia did not reply to those.

It is not that he has any concerns about this.

But he really does not know much.

For example, one of the questions:

"Hello! I have witnessed your great cause of spreading the law all the way, and I guess you must be a great man. I have a little doubt here that I want to ask you, that is: What is the Tao?"

Faced with these questions, Xia Wu couldn't help but fall into deep thought, and then looked at the witch flag next to him...

He has never immersed himself in much literary thought in this regard.

Moreover, telling others about something in a simple and profound way is a more spiritual realm.

Yi Xia felt that if they asked more practical questions, he might have some ideas.

Some basic questions, such as how to more conveniently harvest the lives of a group of monsters such as murlocs or dog-headed men...

Or slightly improve it and replace murlocs and dog-headed men with sub-dragons or dragons?

As a war wizard, Yi Xia felt that he was pure enough in this regard.

But obviously, these people may not realize this...

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The light of dawn cut through the darkness of the night.

The whole Liucheng suddenly entered a bright state.

The Dragon Boat Festival has many meanings for this area.

In Liucheng, the Dragon Boat Festival is more of a prelude to family gatherings.

Yi Xia is of course keen to pass on these ancient cultural heritages.

But he also felt that there was no need to give them too many dogmatic requirements.

It's a festival.

Joy and reunion are always more in line with universal needs.

Those solemn rituals that flowed in the long river of history in the past do not have to be reproduced completely.

But this does not mean complete forgetting:

On some soils where it has adapted to development, it still continues the ancient inheritance veins...

Yi Xia, who stayed in Liucheng, could hear those majestic or sad sounds...

And in Liucheng, the smell of glutinous rice and wormwood gradually spread in the streets and alleys.

From a distance, Yi Xia saw the little figure carrying a basket and walking towards the mountain as scheduled.

It seemed that time fell into a reciprocating cycle just like before.

"Uncle Xien, eat zongzi!"

Yi Jiao took a bunch of zongzi from the basket and handed it to Yu Ren, who took it with a smile.

Although Yi Jiao's way of calling seemed to make the generation seem a little confusing.

But it or Yi Xia didn't care about these either.

Whatever the little girl likes to call, it's up to her.

As long as the genders match, it's not a big deal...

In this regard, it may be related to Yi Xia's lack of order.

As we all know, Xia Wu has never been a very conventional and conservative person.

"Brother Yi Xia, my mother made the rice dumplings."

Yi Jiao walked happily into the yard.

Yi Xia was quite pleased to see that the little girl did not seem too restrained.

He had felt the distance from too many of his former friends, which might not be based on their original intentions.

Sometimes, the difference in life levels is like a natural chasm, which does lead to the alienation of some people's interactions.

In this regard, this is also the reason why Yi Xia gradually recognized Yi Jiao.

He used to be weak, only knew some tricks to summon spirits, and rarely interacted with people from all over the world. Yi Jiao had such an attitude.

And after becoming a great witch, learning shocking techniques, and visiting all realms, Yi Jiao still had the same attitude.

She clearly knew what she wanted to pursue.

Perhaps the limitation of vision makes this cognition seem somewhat narrow at this moment.

But that only requires some time to settle down...

In this way, all the lead is gone, and the fate is naturally obtained...

In this respect, Yi Xia feels that Yi Jiao's path may be much smoother than his original path.

He fought his way out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

Yi Jiao's path, however, might not be so bloody and cruel.

So, Yi Xia smiled and waved to Yi Jiao, asking her to sit down next to him.

The seat had no physical form, and the air was changed by Yi Xia's will, naturally outlining a tangible substance under Yi Jiao.

Seeing Yi Jiao curiously touching her buttocks, Yi Xia smiled and ritualistically peeled off the leaves outside the zongzi.

The sweetness and softness of glutinous rice made it difficult for Yi Xia to taste the expected flavor at this time.

But for him now, that kind of taste might mean more nostalgia than its original flavor.

A sweet taste like honey soaked into the throat...

Witch Xia silently recalled the gratitude and...caution from being a parent...

Yi Xia suddenly remembered something, and he looked at Yi Jiao next to him:

"Thank my uncle and aunt for me."

Yi Xia said this without much grudge.

He appeared as a young human being at this time, so he could naturally correspond to such a social role.

Afterwards, Yi Xia had an idea and threw two peaches to Yi Jiao:

"I forgot before, so I asked you to bring some to your parents to taste."

Yi Xia looked at Yi Jiao and paused:

"Remember to tell your parents what will happen if you eat these peaches..."

Looking at Yi Jiao who nodded seriously, Yi Xia knew that she probably didn't understand the intention.

But even he only realized it after experiencing so much-a long life is not always a gift for ordinary things...

Therefore, Yi Xia would not completely ignore the other party's choice based on his will.

Only at this time would Yi Xia think more carefully.

On the other side:

"You succeeded?"

Looking at Xie Xia, who suddenly had a pair of dark circles under his eyes, Yuan Xian's tone was somewhat doubtful.

"I succeeded!"

Xie Xia said with enough confidence.

So, after a short contemplation, Yuan Xian suddenly asked curiously:

"So, have you received your legendary mission?"

Then, looking at the series of missions shared by Xie Xia, Yuan Xian couldn't help but fall into contemplation.

"[Ling Xizier's Solar Storm], [Sapshilo's End Fraud]..."

"What the hell are these?"