In March, after exploring the grand hall, Zhukun saw that Li Xiu had not been out for a long time, and he could not enter the stone statue. He was worried about the Taixu ancient dragon clan, and he left because he was bored.
As for tuoshegu, his soul had already died, and what he left behind was only a wisp of memory. After giving the fire of the source to Li Xiu, he lost his source of strength, and it didn't last long, and it dissipated automatically.
Because this time it was not only the fire that engulfed the origin of tuoshegu emperor, but also the emperor's product of the baby pill, so it took Li Xiu several months to refine everything.
The time is not long or short, but the harvest is unprecedented.
It is believed that Li Xiu's magic power and strange fire alone are enough to match the so-called fighting emperor, but his fighting spirit has never been seen in the mainland for thousands of years, and his strength can not be verified by a big war.
However, breaking the world is not the end of Li Xiu's life. In the days to come, there are countless strong men waiting for him to challenge.
After Li Xiu's strength soared, he didn't show up in the mainland to plunder anything. What he has now is the limit of the source of the virtual world.
Out of the door of tuoshe, Ling Li stands on the sea of magma. Li Xiu's hand swings, and an ancient black umbrella appears between his hands. Then he starts to launch power to destroy the virtual world.
After returning to the real world, Li Xiu did not rest for long, but once again set foot on the road of collapsing thousands of virtual worlds and collecting the origin of virtual worlds.
Because his world power level is getting higher and higher, and after his journey through the virtual world, he uses more and more power and goods to show the origin of the virtual world, so he spends more and more time collecting the origin of the virtual world.
This time, the collection lasted for half a year. On the way to collapse thousands of virtual worlds, Li Xiu found something wrong.
In the past, he broke up the virtual world, collected the origin of the virtual world, and then went through to the next virtual world, which was almost instantaneous, but gradually searching for the location of the virtual world took more and more time.
It shows that there are fewer and fewer virtual realms that have not been broken, and I don't know if I can support him to fight against the world several times.
This is a big bad news for Li Xiu. His strength is getting higher and higher, and he is getting closer to immortality, but he has not yet got the way of immortality.
What if he doesn't get a way to live forever in the few promotions he has left.
The longevity of ordinary people is only a hundred years. The spring and Autumn period of a hundred years is nothing to Li Xiu at this time. Even after a thousand years, it is not the time when his life is exhausted.
But what if ten thousand years later, or even one hundred thousand or one million years later? Whether Li Xiu is still alive or not, I'm afraid he has already died clean and can't be clean any more.
Not to talk about immortality, but to talk about immortality. Li Xiu thinks that it should be able to live with heaven and earth, the sun and the moon.
The planet under his feet, as well as the sun and moon, has existed in the boundless universe for more than billions of years, and his life span of one thousand years is really not even a finger.
He is not satisfied with this instant life, he wants to really live forever! He will live with the heaven and earth, and shine with the sun and the moon! Live to the end of the day!
As the saying goes, if you are poor, you will change, if you are flexible, if you are general, you will last for a long time.
If he goes on like this, he is likely to have a long life. Only by changing can he have a way out!
The existence of the virtual world is the result of the gathering of all living beings' thoughts. This way and this kind of relationship makes Li Xiu a little familiar
He began to frantically look for the magical world of practice from thousands of virtual worlds, which may be where the vitality lies.
At the same time, Li Xiu destroyed the virtual world and collected the origin of the virtual world. He was looking for it. After a hard search, he finally got away with it.
In the hillside courtyard, Li Xiu stood in the courtyard, holding a black umbrella, dressed in ancient clothes, with black hair and shawl, and flashing eyes.
If this trip goes well, when he comes back, he will change the world and let the world change according to his will, so as to continue his long life.
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After late autumn, although there is no snow, the cold is getting heavier day by day.
From the eaves of every household in Yujing City, the long, thick, crystal clear, sharp ice like an iron cone is enough to feel the harshness of winter.
It's such a scene for people to live in the places covered by the city walls, not to mention the deep mountains and forests outside Yujing.
A thin young man in a shabby robe, carrying a burden, was walking alone in the wind blowing mountain road.
Xishan is a big mountain outside Yujing City, with a radius of nearly 100 li. It is not magnificent, but it also has dense forests. There are many hills, with flowing springs, waterfalls, Dan cliffs and strange rocks. These are the scenery you can enjoy in spring and summer.
Every winter, because there are many jackals and wild animals in the mountains, some princes and nobles will go hunting in the mountains, and the thin young people who can't ride a horse or open a bow on the mountain road are obviously not included.
In the dusk of the day, after paying homage to a tomb, the youth successfully came to a dilapidated temple at the foot of the west mountain.
Qiuyue temple is a dilapidated wild temple in the mountains. There is only an ordinary old monk living in the temple. In addition, this young man will come here every winter to live for a period of time. One is to guard his mother's grave, and the other is to make peace.
After giving the old monk some incense money and eating vegetarian food, the young man settled down in the side hall.
When the moon is in the middle of the sky, the thin and weak youth is cold and sleepy. They sit up, put on their clothes, light their lights and get ready to study at night.
The north wind is blowing, and the walls are creaking. In the courtyard of the side hall of the temple, the ground is covered with withered Artemisia, which is dragged around by the wind, making a strange sound.
Under the sound, the young people are not afraid of thinking. They are just reading books.
"Mother, if you have a spirit in heaven, please bless me in one section, so that I can correct your position."
The young man gazed at the big lantern of rapeseed oil bean, and said, but the meaning of begging is not so strong. He seems to have confidence in the title of his talent list.
"Bang!"
The lantern burst out a flower.
Woo woo! Woo woo!
In the distant mountains, suddenly came a few shrill howls, like wolves and foxes, mixed in the night wind, like owls
Chilly mountains, dilapidated wild temples, howling north wind, howling, all these are so terrible scenes.
But the young man was always calm. First, he asked himself that he had never done anything wrong. Second, he was familiar with the ghost fox when he was young. He deeply felt that as long as the scholar's heart was upright, he didn't move his fancy, and he didn't fear, no ghost could help him.
Wrapped up in his clothes, the young man opened the door and went into the yard, looking into the distance.
All of a sudden, a shrill cry came out from the deep mountain in the distance, and then a dark shadow flew up into the sky. People could not help but hear the scene of the old demon coming out of the cave at night and sucking people's hearts.
Ordinary people have been thrilled to see this scene, and they can't help themselves. But at this time, it arouses the youth's poetic spirit.
"A hundred year old owl becomes a spirit of wood. He will cry for a long night in the sky."