Forty years.

The big tree finally became an old tree, deeply rooted in the forest.

Fifty years.

Old trees bloom.

Fifty-one years.

The tree was cut down.

Chen Xia looked at the woodcutter in front of him in shock, not knowing what to say.

The woodcutter also saw him, touched his head, and smiled honestly.

"I have been watching this tree for many years and is suitable for making wood, so I will cut it out after it blooms. If you want some, I can give it to you."

Chen Xia was silent for a while and could see that the woodcutter was indeed very honest, so he didn't blame him, so he shook his head.

"No, you can take it."

The woodcutter smiled and said, "Brother, you look very good at face-to-face. You probably aren't a local, right?"

Chen Xia nodded, "I am from the south."

"That's a bit far away, but I haven't been far away, haha." The woodcutter held the axe, looked at the sun that had already dropped, and reminded Chen Xia.

"Brother, you have to go out soon. The forest is too desolate. There are inevitably beasts at night. If you want, you can go down the mountain with me with the old man."

"No need." Chen Xia shook his head, "I have learned some martial arts in the martial arts world, known as Dawu Song, and I am not afraid of beasts."

Seeing that Chen Xia said this, the woodcutter did not advise him. He carried the split wood on his shoulders and walked down the mountain with heavy steps.

Chen Xia looked at the old tree with only the stumps left, and had other insights into time.

No matter how long your life is, you will die if you are killed.

He sighed, walked to the stump, looked at the rings on it, and was about to sigh.

[Qiyi function: You have realized time and gained the primary understanding of time.]

A brief reminder rang out from Chen Xia's mind, and a transparent white flashed through his pupils, representing his understanding of time.

Chen Xia frowned and reminded him in his mind that he had realized time, but he didn't feel anything he had understood.

What are the insights?

Will you die if you are killed?

Chen Xia shook his head, thinking that it shouldn't be the case. In a daze, he saw a flower with buds drawn.

He suddenly had an idea, and a transparent light lit up in his eyes again.

Everything around seemed to be slowing down.

The birds remain motionless, and the fallen leaves stagnate in the sky.

Only the buds began to twitch very quickly.

Bloom, loosen powder, wither, fall off.

The process of the flower's life unfolds very quickly in just thirty breaths.

The transparent color in Chen Xia's eyes disappeared.

He still doesn't understand time.

But he can use it.

This is enough.

Perhaps it was the effect of luck, which strengthened his perception.

So much so that Chen Xia himself didn't know what he had realized, but he could use it.

Chen Xia was not so worried anymore, so he patted his blue shirt and walked slowly towards the forest.

The house was gone and the tree of insight was cut down, so he had to go down the mountain.

However, Chen Xia felt that even if the woodcutter did not cut down the trees, his own perception might be about to end.

His current state also supports up to five or sixty years of insights. If he has too much experience, he will not be able to digest it, and it will affect himself.

It’s like a child can only eat so much, and he will grow up when he eats just right, and he will be full of stomach if he eats too much.

Chen Xia almost ate 80% full.

It's OK.

There are some things that don’t need to pursue excessive perfection, otherwise you will torture yourself.

He slowly went down the mountain and added all the points to his strength.

The original power of 35 instantly reached 85.

More than doubled.

So much so that Chen Xia was not very easy to control for a while, and would step on the ground when walking, as easy as stepping into the snow.

Fortunately, he adjusted quickly and controlled it after just trampling on three mountains.

It's really gratifying.

It was just winter, and early spring was coming. The climate was still a bit cold and the trees were covered with frost.

You have to wait for the frost to disappear before you can truly reach warm spring.

The snowflakes in the imperial city have just melted away, and it is rare to have a clear day.

Huang Qingyue changed out of her cotton jacket, wore a goose yellow skirt, and cut the flowers she planted outside.

This is actually not a word. It is a small peach tree planted in a flower pot, waiting for the flowers to bloom.

Huang Qingyue carefully cleaned the snow on the peach tree and then slowly watered it inside.

Her temperament became lazy, and she didn't hurry or get nervous when doing anything.

Maybe it was influenced by someone?

Huang Qingyue was not sure, and frowned and turned over the soil of the peach tree to promote growth.

She stretched, yawned, stood in front of the peach tree, and began to think about things.

Based on the lifespan of an ordinary person, she is already considered an old lady now?

But there was no trace of old age, and he was still as young as a girl in her twenties.

This is undoubtedly the credit of "Xuanhun Dao Chapter". She has now condensed fifty Xuanhun energy, and her life span has increased a lot.

However, because I still can't write a chapter, my strength is not very strong.

Now her strength should be considered a top expert in the world, such as Zuo Feiyang and Jiu Qiansui.

She was still thinking in a daze.

The peach tree in front of me suddenly thrusts, blooming buds, and blooming bright peach blossoms.

"What do you think?"

A smiley question.

Huang Qingyue suddenly became stunned. Listening to the familiar voice, tears instantly burst out from her eyes, and she quickly turned to look.

A figure in blue shirt squatted on the wall and smiled at her again.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Huang Qingyue could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes, dripping, and she looked at the figure in front of her with tears in her eyes, asking what she had always wanted to ask.

"Why don't you take me with you?"

Chen Xia still smiled and replied, "Because I will see you again."

Huang Qingyue kept wiping tears with her sleeves, but the tears kept flowing, so she couldn't finish it. She complained slightly with a grievance.

"But I didn't expect it would be so long."

Chen Xia squatted on the wall, supported her head with one hand, and chuckled and comforted her.

"But you are still young, right?"

Huang Qingyue curled her lips and whispered: "I'm all old grandma."

"In my eyes, you are still the little girl you used to be." Chen Xia replied, smiling at the corner of her mouth.

Huang Qingyue also smiled and began to laugh and cry funnyly.

The peach blossoms behind her bloomed even brighter.

Huang Qingyue suddenly knew about it at this time.

It turns out that it is not when Chen Xia comes back after the flowers bloom, but when Chen Xia comes back, the flowers will bloom.

Not just peach blossoms.
Chapter completed!