Chapter 3643: 1 Year Retreat

"Now, does that one have a choice?"

There was a coldness in the wise eyes of the main hall master of Shura.

"Boy Xiao Yi is the last hope and the only hope."

The main hall master of Fengsha asked, "How about the winner?"

"No." The main hall master of Shura shook his head.

"Just to say that no matter who wins the two, he will see him at the right time, and truly inherit and bear the hope of this world."

"Can you believe it?" Senior Luo spit out a cold voice.

The main hall master of Shura and the main hall master of Hunter looked at each other and frowned.

The main hall master of the Soul Palace looked serious, "You should know that no one cares more about this world than that one."

"This world is that person's life."

"The one who has held on until now is unable to let go of this world that does not really have absolute hope."

"The old man would rather believe that the first generation of his majesty will betray this world, and that one will definitely not."

Everyone, silent again.

"Huh." After a long while, everyone exhaled lightly and nodded.

Senior Wei Luo, with an indifferent face, shook his head desolately, "If the history that repeats itself is not controlled by an invisible hand that equals fate, how could it be repeated exactly the same in the long river of time."

...

The silence in the main hall master's study did not know how long it lasted.

In the long years, after all, it reciprocates in the circulation of heaven and earth, half-bright and half-dark, the sun rises and the moon twilights, and the white and night alternate.

The sky is like this, the heaven and the earth flow like this.

A martial artist can make the world dark and dark with the strength of his cultivation, or it can make the world become white.

But, one day can, two days can... longer?

What about the long years?

or there are.

In a certain period of time, the amazing talent shines brightly, dazzling the world, causing the long years to be too white and bright.

Of course, there is also a period of time when the world is dark and there is no dawn.

There are, but not many, those who can change the day and day by their own efforts.

There are people who can shake the years and inspire the black and white fate of the world, but they are extremely rare. Looking at the entire world, there are very few people.

...

As night falls, the moon and stars are sparse.

In the courtyard, the breeze is blowing, but in the high sky, the strong wind blows constantly, sometimes blowing dark clouds in the sky, blocking the bright moon and stars, and sometimes blowing away the dark clouds, making the night bright.

Is it the wind that is so unpredictable, or the cloud that appears out of time.

Could it be that this is the so-called right time and place, and both heritage and opportunity are indispensable?

"Huh." A small sigh.

Leaning on the railing under the moon, a pair of bi people snuggled up.

Yiyi leaned back on the warm chest and raised her head slightly.

"What?" Xiao Yi asked with a chuckle.

Yiyi shook her head slightly, "I always feel that something is wrong since the young master woke up from the illusion."

"Sometimes I sigh, I feel a lot."

Yiyi lowered her head and hesitated, "Young master... can you tell Yiyi what happened in the fantasy world?"

"Completely." Yiyi added another sentence.

"Uh, this..." Xiao Yi was stunned for a while, then smiled, "Do you really want to know?"

Yiyi nodded.

"Okay." Xiao Yi chuckled and nodded.

Bingxue is as smart as Yiyi, as sensitive as Yiyi, and naturally feels Xiao Yi's complex mixed feelings.

"Well..." Although Xiao Yi thought about it, he was also hesitant.

If the past were changed, he would definitely not say anything that was close to 'court death'.

But now...

"Okay." Xiao Yi exhaled again, "Just entering the illusion, that guy Shui Ninghan..."

Xiao Yi explained everything in the illusion.

Yiyi's face was already blushing, but in the blushing, I don't know if it was pure 'shy' or 'anger'.

Xiao Yi said quickly, "That's all illusion."

"Let's talk about it." Xiao Yi lowered his head and leaned close to Yiyi's ear, "Compared to my wife, she is far worse in stature."

"That kind of beauty, at that time, the husband could be said to be sitting in his arms and not moving."

Yiyi heard the words with a slight smile on her face, her little head rubbed against her chest and buried deeper.

"And after that?" Yiyi's soft voice came from her arms.

"After that?" Xiao Yi smiled, "Then will be a hundred years in the illusion."

"Those days should be one of the happiest times I've ever lived in my life."

"In Dreamland, I went back to Xiao's house. Uncle Xiao Zhong, Great Elder Xiao Lihuo and other old guys are all there."

"Old guys, agreed to our marriage."

"We got married and lived a simple but comfortable life."

"And..." Xiao Yi smiled knowingly, "In a hundred years, our children and grandchildren are full."

"That's why I almost don't want to leave and return to the normal world."

"It's also the reason why I'm so comfortable."

In his arms, Yiyi's face suddenly became stunned.

No wonder Xiao Yi would say such inexplicable words before.

‘The hearts of parents all over the world are like this? ’

No wonder he looked into Dongfang Zhi's stomach before, but his eyes were soft.

"Does the son want a child?" Yiyi asked gently.

Xiao Yi chuckled and shook his head, "I've passed the addiction to being a father."

"But that's a fantasy bubble after all."

"Also, this world is ultimately dangerous and unpredictable."

"I don't want our children to be like you and me, born without father and mother."

"It's a little bitter, I know it."

Yiyi nodded and said no more.

"Okay." Xiao Yi smiled, "Don't talk about that."

"I finally let go, but... there's not much time for me to really rest."

"Perhaps, only tonight, and only tomorrow and the day after."

Yiyi looked at Xiao Yi, "Young Master is going to retreat?"

"Yeah." Xiao Yi nodded, "I won't be at ease if I don't fully restore my cultivation in one day."

"This retreat will take about a year."

"I don't even have a complete martial arts in my current cultivation in this holy realm."

"To restore the monarchy cultivation base, rebuild 100,000 complete martial arts, plus three marked martial arts."

"On the premise of sufficient cultivation resources, it is not difficult to break through the cultivation base."

"The difficulty is that in the huge martial arts, I need to re-integrate them one by one, re-absorb the power of heaven and earth, and the fusion of various martial arts in the future."

"I still have a sense of martial arts, so the rebuilding after retreat will only be a matter of course, and it is extremely easy."

"It's just that it's like a meticulous job, and you can't be distracted. You have to take it slowly. A year is almost the same."

A year is not long.

For the old monster, it was just a snap of a finger.

But for Xiao Yi, a year is not long, but it is not short either.

...

Within the realm of Tianyuan.

"puff."

"puff."

"Pfft."

"puff."

There were four violent vomits in a row.

The Four Heavenly Sovereigns couldn't even keep their figures sitting cross-legged, and their faces were extremely pale.

"Damn it, Da Zizai's kendo is really scary." Gu Yuantianjun looked ugly.

"Even the Law of Shouyuan can't help it."

Tianjun Beiyin was covered in sword marks, and the dense blood oozing sword marks made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"I can only ask Yaojun to do it again."

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