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Two hundred years, from the late stage of Chengdao to the middle stage of Qiankun, there is the Great Perfection of Chengdao in the middle stage of Qiankun. In general, it may be an improvement of three major levels and three breakthroughs. This situation is almost impossible to achieve in the realm of Heavenly Dao.

Mortals practice seeks eternal immortality. Although after reaching the realm of heaven, human life spans dozens of times, this is only based on their physical quality, rather than real immortality. Thousands of years of life seem endless, but everyone knows what kind of situation they will be in every minute and every second.

Forever, immortality seems ethereal, but in fact it is still nothing. To put it bluntly, people like Feng Jueyu must maintain a close state of cultivation every moment to delay aging.

But when life is over, no one dares to say that they have lived forever, so people in the world value cultivation more.

The strong value cultivation is far more stringent than the weak.

Two hundred years later, from the late Chengdao period to the middle Qiankun period, Feng Jueyu dared to say that he could do it, and he did, but it was filled with all kinds of luck, and the unique Hongyuan First Sutra at the beginning.

But as for Qiu Yu, maybe he has his own way, but Feng Jueyu believes that he only has a certain level of talent than most people in the world.

Under such circumstances, there is a great realm of the universe in two hundred years, which is almost impossible. Therefore, Feng Jueyu realized now that the "no struggle with the world" in Qiu Yu's mouth is the key to all this.

"The Emperor is indeed a genius. From being arrogant to the Dragon Qian Abyss, to being bright and bright, he has achieved his current peace of mind. I planted a tree for five hundred years to achieve today's cultivation. It was all because of the Emperor's point of view. Later I figured out that the so-called growth in adversity does have extraordinary effects, but if you really want to understand the great way of heaven and earth, your mood must be broad and peaceful."

Bang!

Qiu Yu reached out and put his hand on Feng Jueyu's shoulder and smiled and said, "Do you understand now?"

Feng Jueyu squinted his eyes and looked at Qiu Yu, and for a moment he felt enlightened. He smiled happily and bowed to Qiu Yu, "It seems that I want to thank the Emperor for his promotion in person."

"Hey... you are a smart person, you can see through it at a glance." Qiu Yu patted his shoulder and said, "Not anyone can plant trees in the paradise. The Emperor has sealed the island for two thousand years. If you come to this kind of tree, including you, there are only four people, Huo Xuan has no chance. But I think even if the Emperor asks him to come, he will not come, haha."

When the two of them talked to the falling sunset until the stars and the moon were everywhere, Feng Jueyu probably understood what Qiu Yu meant, and he also knew that this was probably the meaning of Mo Xicheng.

Lingfeng planted trees and left halfway. Qiu Yu pulled him to chat with the goal. The purpose was to tell himself that not everyone could come to plant trees in a paradise. Moxicheng had to speak. Danfan who could come here to plant trees were all people around him selected by Moxicheng and received extremely high attention. If you can understand it, you will be grateful to Moxicheng, because this is the method of cultivation that Moxicheng has learned for two thousand years on the Imperial Island.

Only by being calm and having no distractions can one be adjacent to the Great Way.

Qiu Yu looked at Feng Jueyu with a bright look, and his heart was full of pride. The reason why Lingfeng left here was actually because of the instructor of Mo Xicheng. Moreover, Mo Xicheng didn't need to say it directly. Qiu Yu and Lingfeng understood Mo Xicheng's intentions. After some thoughtful guidance, he found that Feng Jueyu was extremely smart and could be seen at a glance, so he didn't need to waste any more words.

It was obvious that this was a disguised solicitation, but it gave people a very comfortable feeling.

Moxicheng's recruitment is cultivation, not a rigid olive branch. This is completely different from many powerful people in the Tianzong. If the other party who is recruited will accept it, I am afraid that Moxicheng will not pay too much attention and not force it. This is the key point.

Looking at Feng Jueyu quietly, Qiu Yu suddenly said, "I will disturb the Emperor's rest at night. I won't plant it anymore. Are you interested? Let's have a delicious drink in this sea of ​​ice. It's very delicious to drink it. Do you want to leave?"

When Feng Jueyu heard this, he smiled and said, "The food should be served with fine wine. I have a good alcohol content. I can drink a lot without using my magical power. Is your wine enough?"

"Haha, if you don't have enough, you can take the Emperor, the Emperor is very generous." Qiu Yu joked casually, and when he said this, Feng Jueyu felt even more excited.

Why?

Because if a servant could say this to the master, it means that he only admired the master but was not afraid. It seems that Mo Xicheng has his unique style of getting along with people.

"Then let's go."

"Walk!"

After the two of them finished speaking, they stepped on the moonlight and flew out of the island.

Not long after, the two of them dug an ice hole in the ice layer on the shore of the paradise. Qiu Yu had a very experienced grasp of a few delicious fat fish, and took it to the door of his own cave to set up a fire and bake it slowly. Feng Jueyu helped him and found a lot of wet branches and wood materials that were convenient for fire, but he didn't use his divine power. He just like a mortal, roasted fish on the island.

There was no seasoning on the fish, just roasted it directly. After a while, the aroma began to spread, and as soon as the fragrance dissipated, the spiritual wind was also attracted.

"Oh, I'm in a good mood, I'm baking?"

"Ah, I didn't bring you my share, so I'll grab two of them." Qiu Yu took out three large wine gourds about a half-person tall from the cave, held them with his palms, and placed them outside the bonfire.

When Feng Jueyu saw that the gourd was much larger than his mother's wine jar, he immediately said speechlessly: "Brother Qiu Yu, this is how do you practice normally?"

Qiu Yu smiled carelessly and said, "It's too boring to practice hard during the day. If you want to be calm, you have to be a little bit of a fireworks. What's wrong with getting drunk?"

"Yes." Feng Jueyu didn't know what happened, but suddenly realized that life on Fengshen Island was just two different worlds compared to outside.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lingfeng came back with two fat fish and shouted far away: "No one is allowed to sober up with his divine power today, see who has a lot of alcohol."

"Sit down, Brother Lingfeng." Feng Jueyu patted the seat beside him.

Lingfeng sat with a big horse, put the fish on the fire, then picked his finger and opened the gourd plug, and then used his fingers to move his fingers, and the mellow wine flew out along the mouth of the gourd. Lingfeng opened his mouth and could have more than two pounds of stuffed directly...

"Happy!" Ling Feng finished drinking his mouth. At this time, Qiu Yu had already started drinking. He looked at Feng Jueyu and said, "Brother Lin, we will be brothers in the future. Drink, why are you polite?"

Feng Jueyu smiled faintly and drank it very freely. The three of them didn't give any comments. In one breath, each one fucked a gourd.

Then Qiu Yu waved his hand and three other big gourds flew out and landed, and then continued to drink.

While talking about the family matters of Fengyue, the three of them were talking bizarrely Lu Li. It took almost two hours to drink it. Each of them had a total of ten large gourds, and their faces were flushed and their whole body shook.

Because they cannot use divine power, they all rely on their physical fitness, so the three of them were a little drunk, but they were limited to a little. After all, their skills were there, and their physical functions had long been unparalleled. Even if they drank ten more gourds, they would probably not be drunk.

And at this moment, Ling Feng suddenly slapped Feng Jueyu's thigh with his hand and said, "Brother Lin, tomorrow, you can take care of the paradise."

Swish!

Feng Jueyu sobered up instantly and looked at Ling Feng in confusion.

The latter laughed loudly and patted his legs twice and said, "What does the Emperor mean."

"Ah..." Feng Jueyu was still very upset when he heard this, because he wanted to find the Tiandaozhu, so he had no kung fu to care about Linzi. However, for some reason, he was not very resistant.

"Drink!" Qiu Yu urged beside him, and then began to hold the big gourd and pour it into his mouth.

No words all night.

Feng Jueyu did drink too much that night. He remained awake enough for hundreds of years, and finally changed that night.

The next morning, Feng Jueyu opened his eyes, and Qiu Yu and Ling Feng had long disappeared. Feng Jueyu saw the ashes that had been blown away by the wind, smiled speechlessly, scratched his head and said to himself: "How much have you been drinking? How long have you been so drunk?"

After saying that, he stood up and saw a few big words on the ground under his feet: "Look at the forest and plant trees."

When Feng Jueyu saw it, he immediately patted his forehead depressedly, turned his eyes toward the direction of Huoxuan Island, then picked up Lingfeng and Qiu Yu and left only a shovel, and walked towards the paradise with a step.

Walking into the paradise, the beautiful scenery of flowers and flowers came into view, and an unspeakable calmness arose in Feng Jueyu's heart.

But his thoughts are extremely conflicting now. He is very anxious to find the Heavenly Daozhu, and finds that he is about to be inseparable from the paradise, and he is very conflicted inside.

However, no matter how entangled Feng Jueyu did not leave, because he knew that his every move in the paradise could not escape Mo Xicheng's eyes. Ling Feng and Qiu Yu were heartbroken by him, and they were brothers, so they could not get rid of the picks at this time.

After thinking about it, Feng Jueyu simply decided to stay here for a few more days, at least he had to put the remaining tree species on.

When he entered the paradise, Feng Jueyu started working, and he worked all day long. He didn't know when Lingfeng had placed many peach trees and plum trees saplings. He hadn't finished it this day. When the sunset sets again, Feng Jueyu looked at the clusters of trees behind him, and felt inexplicably fulfilled in his heart, and then he was about to go out.

If you don’t plant trees at night, you can’t disturb Moxicheng. This is the rule.

But when Feng Jueyu was about to leave, the trees that had been planted all day suddenly flashed through his mind. The directions of the trees were arranged, and he suddenly became shocked.

"Level 5 formation?"

Swish!
Chapter completed!