Familiar vertigo.

After his consciousness recovered, Chang Wei found that he had returned to the living room of the small cottage that had been away for more than two years.

He calmly picked up the phone that was charging on the coffee table and looked at it, and found that only two days had passed.

Put down my phone and lie heavily on the back of the sofa. I felt that the single sofa had become much narrower and it was not so comfortable to sit tightly.

Of course the sofa will not become smaller, but his own body size has grown a little further.

Relying on the handrail, I quietly savored the previous battle, digested the gains, and looked inside the Dantian. I saw that although the true qi is still yang, there is a little extreme yin in the extreme yang. Once the thought moves, the yin and yang can be changed and circulated continuously, showing that the true qi cultivation has reached the "little Tai Chi" realm.

True Qi is like a "little Tai Chi", and the body is all over the body, inside and outside the body, and every inch of qi and blood can be controlled freely, and even the expansion and contraction of the heart can be controlled by itself.

The true qi can be alternating between yin and yang and circulate continuously; the body also has endless physical strength and no energy.

The only thing Chang Wei lacks is the soul. The soul is still not strong enough. The new dragon Eighteen Palms that integrate the essence of the "Fengtian Seal" can only be used to shoot out three palms in a short period of time.

If even the divine thoughts can be like a body and the true energy is generally endless, then Changwei can use a palm to kill Wu Zun Bi Xuan in every move and defeat Song Daoqi, Fu Cailin, and Song Queshi with one move.

"At the same time, if the essence, energy, and spirit can be reborn and then blend the three into 'Tai Chi', wouldn't that perfect state be the same as the 'Golden Pill' in the cultivation novel?"

After thinking for a while, Chang Wei, who had no guidance from his master and his soul was not strong enough, did not try it rashly. He just regarded this as an idea and secretly kept it in his heart. Then he was ready to wash up and see Huang Rong.

Huang Rong has only been in the mirror-breaking space for more than two days, and she has spoken with him several times during this period. However, Chang Wei has not seen her for more than two years, and she really misses her.

But he was not in a hurry, and his beard was not shaved. Why did he have the nerve to see Rong'er?

As for whether Dugu Feng, Shi Qingxuan, the Witch Girl, and Huang Rong who also entered the Broken Mirror Space would fight, this does not exist.

When his cultivation level became closer to the realm of "yin and yang are mutually reciprocating and circulating endlessly", he not only sensed the summoning of "Southern Heaven Gate" in advance, but could control the time he was summoned to a certain extent, but also had some mysterious sensing of the mirror-breaking space.

In his senses, as he returned to the real world this time, the "Bronze Broken Mirror" seemed to be "complete" again, and the internal space was no longer limited to that small attic.

When he went to the bathroom that looked much narrower, Chang Weisan developed his bun, took off his clothes, and took a comfortable shower. Then he gently wiped his palms on his chin, and the beautiful beard fell one after another, and soon there was no one left.

"Well, although it lacks a bit of domineering and majesticity, this youthful appearance has restored the charm of Louis Koo in the community... Well, Hei Gu is also quite handsome."

I secretly praised myself, and when Changwei's true energy moves, all the water vapor on his body evaporates.

Put on his clothes and casually tied up his bun. Chang Wei came to the living room and placed the bronze broken mirror, which had not changed in size but had become smoother on the cabinet.

In the Tang Dynasty, the broken mirror was always in the state of a bronze mirror. If it was infused with innate true energy, it could talk to Huang Rong and infused with spiritual thoughts, it could maintain the mirror for a very short period of high-definition state, and it had the "translation" function, but it could not enter and exit, nor could it be placed in the object.

Until Chang Wei fought with the three great masters, he had not completely opened the mirror-breaking space.

But as soon as he returned to the real world, Chang Wei did not need to do anything, the bronze broken mirror mirror had already turned into a high-definition state like a glass mirror.

This made him a little depressed.

While depressed, he also had some speculations: "The time ratio between the real world and the Legend of the Condor Heroes and the Tang Dynasty is 'a day in the sky and a year on the earth'. The time flow rate in the broken mirror space is equivalent to that in the real world... Does this mean that the real world, the broken mirror space, and the South Heaven Gate are actually in the same time and space dimension?"

This speculation is certainly unproveable.

After all, since he was a child, he had never heard of any real surreal ability in the real world besides his own adventures.

There are many scammers emerging one after another.

After a while of guessing, Chang Wei withdrew his thoughts, tidied his clothes, and pressed his palm towards the mirror of the broken mirror in high-definition state.

As if it was penetrated with an invisible barrier, Chang Wei felt a flash in front of him, and he had already appeared in the attic corridor where Huang Rong was located.

After looking around, he didn't see Huang Rong. Chang Wei strode towards the bedroom. When he pushed the door, he saw Huang Rong sitting on the bed with her underwear bent her legs and a traditional Chinese version of crayon Shin-hsien on her knees. She was holding a bag of potato chips on her right hand. She was looking at the comics while eating potato chips. Seeing the interesting point, her little feet were shaking proudly. That look, she was so comfortable.

"..." Chang Wei lowered his head, sighed, and looked up at Huang Rong: "Rong'er, I'm back."

Huang Rong's whole body became stiff, and her dexterous hands suddenly turned into a afterimage. With a super fast speed that ordinary people could never see clearly, she threw the comics and potato chips under the bed.

Then she raised her little face and smiled at Chang Wei: "Brother Chang Wei, you...hey?"

She blinked her bright eyes twice, jumped off the head of the bed, quickly walked to Chang Wei, reached out to compete, tiptoe again, competed again, then opened her hands, hugged Chang Wei's waist, and then said in surprise, "Brother Chang Wei, why have you grown taller and stronger after not seeing each other for two days?"

In Huang Rong's concept of time, she hadn't seen Chang Wei for only two days. She was also familiar with every detail in Chang Wei, so she was particularly sensitive to his changes before and after and could see the difference at a glance.

After careful comparison, she confirmed that she had read it correctly - she couldn't even reach Chang Wei's heart on her head! She had to tiptoe to reach Chang Wei's heart on her head.

Chang Wei hadn't seen Rong'er for more than two years and had long missed her tightly. At this time, she saw her wearing only underwear, pink arms, jade legs, and snow-white belly in front of her, so how could she bear it? She bent down suddenly and picked her up horizontally and walked to the bed.

"Hey? Why are Brother Chang Wei so anxious? Let me take a shower first!"

"You can't wait! Rong'er, you are so fragrant and greedy. I'm going to eat you now!"

After all, Chang Wei's physical strength changed too much. Not only did he train a body of steel in the Tang Dynasty, but his body also grew bigger.

Huang Rong, who is petite and delicate, has long been the little girl who was ignorant of human affairs, but she can't stand his absolute power. After only a quarter of an hour, she was as soft as mud and cried and begged for mercy.

Although Chang Wei was far from enjoying himself, he was not a reckless man who only cared about his own happiness. So he stopped fighting, hugged Huang Rong on his body, and comforted him gently.

Huang Rong took a long time to recover, then took a blushing bite on his shoulder, and said angrily: "You are so bad."

Chang Wei just smiled: "Do you like it?"

Huang Rong's face was buried in his chest, and she hummed twice with a vague mouth.

The two of them were warm for a while, and Chang Wei said slowly: "By the way, Rong'er, I'll go to another world to take an adventure this time, and I'll bring you a few playmates back."

Huang Rong raised her head and looked at him with bright eyes: "Are you a girl?"

Chang Wei said: "Yes, three girls. One of them was younger than you, but now they are a few months older than you, and the other two were four years younger than you, but now they are only one or two years younger than you."

Huang Rong could understand what he meant and knew that this was a strange phenomenon caused by the different flow rates of time in "heaven" and "human" so she did not ask why, but said, "Are they beautiful?"

Chang Wei nodded: "Everyone is pretty."

Huang Rong flattened her mouth, suddenly lowered her head, and whined, and bit her hard on his shoulder.

Chang Wei was afraid of shock and hurt her, so he took the initiative to restrain his strength. Even so, Huang Rong's mouth only left a row of shallow tooth marks on his shoulder, and he couldn't even bite the oily skin.

Huang Rong held up again, and wanted to be coquettish, but she remembered her previous bad behavior.

In fact, she felt a little unsupported in the Legend of the Condor Heroes world, a month or two before the Huashan Sword Contest.

At that time, Chang Wei's Nine Yang Divine Art was approaching great success, and the Dragon Roar Iron Clothing Shirt became more and more powerful, his body became stronger and more energetic. Many times, she had to use the orchid brush his or her hole and play the song of the blue sea tide at the same time to barely make him enjoy it.

Now he is tall and strong again, and he can't hold on for even a quarter of an hour in front of him.

If you think about it carefully, it was Huang Rong herself, who taught Chang Wei's dragon roar of iron cloth shirt, so that when Chang Wei lays the foundation, he embarked on the road of body refining. From then on, he was out of control and could not stop at all...

Huang Rong whined in her heart: "I am called self-binding..."

She blushed with her little face, looked at Chang Wei with a nervous look, and said in a low voice: "Brother Chang Wei, is Rong'er useless? She performed so poorly today, do you dislike Rong'er?"

Chang Wei smiled, wrapped his majestic arms around her light body, kissed her lips, and said with a smile: "How could that be? Rong'er, but I have officially worshipped the little wife of heaven and earth, how could I dislike you?"

Huang Rong said quietly: "But you are a 'heavenly man', you can walk around the world freely, and the world cannot bind you..."

Chang Wei comforted him: "I am a heavenly man, Rong'er, you are also a heavenly man now. I am very strong, but I also have a way to make Rong'er, you are also stronger. Don't worry, Rong'er, we will be together forever."

"Yeah." Huang Rong felt relieved, let out a light huh, and leaned against Chang Wei's chest.

After quiet and warm for a while, Huang Rong said, "Brother Chang Wei, take me to see those three little sisters."

After a moment.

The two were dressed neatly, and Chang Wei held Huang Rong's hand and walked towards the attic gate.

"Brother Chang Wei, why are you going to the gate? Aren't you unable to get out?"

"Haha, because of this adventure, the space here has undergone new changes..."

While talking, the two had already reached the gate of the attic. Chang Wei kept walking and took Huang Rong out of the gate. The previous floor was isolated from the inside and outside, so that the two of them could not get out of the invisible barrier of the attic. At some point, they had quietly disappeared.

"Really come out?" Huang Rong was extremely surprised and cheered with Chang Wei's arm in her arms.

Although the attic space is not small, each room has enough area and is not cramped, how can a loft be compared with the vast courtyard outside?

Although Huang Rong lived in a house, she was still living on Peach Blossom Island when she was young, not in a small attic. She could still bear it when she lived in a small attic for a short period of time. If she could only stay in a small attic for a long time, she would probably be depressed and sick.

Today, this trouble has been solved, and the mirror-breaking space has undergone new changes. It is no longer limited to a small attic, and can be found in the courtyard to move.

Outside the attic, in the courtyard, there is a large pond with a 10-acre radius. There is a winding stone bridge formed on the pond, and an octagonal pavilion in the center of the pond. There are also large areas of garden flower beds, pavilions and towers around the pond.

Such a large space is enough for Rong'er to have fun.

More importantly, this space will inevitably expand with Changwei in the future. The areas that can be moved in the future will inevitably be larger than today's courtyards.

After being happy for a while, Huang Rong held Chang Wei's hand and asked, "Where are those three little sisters?"

"Follow me." Chang Wei smiled, hugged her and soared into the air, flying a hundred feet away, a loft hidden in the bamboo forest.

"Ah!" Huang Rong exclaimed: "Brother Chang Wei, can you fly?"

Chang Wei laughed: "It can not only fly, but also produce dragon-shaped energy!"

He held Huang Rong with one hand and slapped it out with his palm. A dragon-shaped energy flew out from the sound of the dragon roar, circling and dancing around the two of them, and it took a long time to disperse.

Huang Rong clapped her hands and laughed: "You said before that you might exert dragon-shaped energy in the future, but now you have finally done it!"

Amid laughter, a hundred feet away, a blink of an eye passed, Chang Wei and Huang Rong fell outside the bamboo forest, following a path in the forest, towards the attic inside.

Thinking of the three young sisters who were about to meet, Huang Rong felt a little nervous for some reason and couldn't help but ask Chang Wei with a blushing face: "Brother Chang Wei, are they better than me?"

Of course, she was not asking about martial arts. She believed that Chang Wei, who had been with her for nearly a year, would be able to hear her subtext.

Chang Wei really understood what she meant and smiled and said, "Don't think too much about Rong'er. Only one of those three little sisters is close to me. It's about the same strength as you, and now it's a little stronger than you, but when you practice new skills, you will soon become stronger. As for the other two, I originally wanted them to take them as adopted daughters."
To be continued...