Li Hanxue said: "There is no big problem anymore. As long as I don't let them come out, they won't be able to come out on their own."
"How many demonic clones have we conquered in total over the years?" Gu Xiyu asked.
Li Hanxue said: "A total of 120,000 have been surrendered."
"So many!" Gu Xiyu said happily, "There are only 600 human and demon clones left. I think in a few decades, we should be able to subdue more than 500 human and demon clones. By then we will be able to break eternity."
Stone House, back to Nebula Continent."
Li Hanxue said: "It's not that simple. The closer the human and demon clones are to the back, the stronger they become and the harder it is to surrender. It took the master tens of thousands of years to surrender the killing clone and the destroying clone."
Gu Xiyu said: "Killing and destruction are already the last few clones. There is no need for us to surrender these clones before leaving the eternal stone house. As long as we can have the power of the supreme level, it is enough."
"That's true." Li Hanxue said.
"Then how long do we need?" Gu Xiyu asked.
"I can't predict this, but it will probably not exceed eight hundred years." Li Hanxue said, "Ayu, you seem to be in a hurry to get out."
Gu Xiyu said: "I'm worried about Master. Everything she did was to deal with the catastrophe in Yuehuang Holy Land. I'm afraid that before we go out, Yuehuang Holy Land will..."
Li Hanxue said: "These things cannot be rushed. The more anxious you are now, the more it will be detrimental to yourself."
"I also know that there is no rush." Gu Xiyu said, "But the longer I stay in the eternal stone house, the more uneasy I feel."
"Let me help you." Li Hanxue held Gu Xiyu's hand, and her spiritual power penetrated into Gu Xiyu's sea of consciousness, helping her calm down.
After half an hour, Gu Xiyu finally calmed down.
"Hanxue, thank you." Gu Xiyu said.
Li Hanxue smiled and shook his head. In fact, he also had a lot of worries in his heart. As time went by, he felt more and more that the terrifying monster hidden in his body was always coming out.
Li Hanxue didn't know whether it was killing or destruction, but no matter which one it was, judging from Li Hanxue's current strength, he couldn't deal with it.
"Ayu, let's rest for half a month." Li Hanxue said.
"Well, it's time to take a good rest." Gu Xiyu said distressedly, "The pressure you have endured over the years has been ten times greater than mine. Sometimes I'm really afraid that you won't be able to endure it."
Li Hanxue smiled and said: "With you by my side, I will be able to survive."
Gu Xiyu smiled, knowing in her heart that even if Li Hanxue didn't have her, he would still be the same as he is now, even more focused and efficient.
He has not changed much as before. The only change is that he has become more humane and he has begun to learn to please his wife.
Gu Xiyu leaned against Li Hanxue and closed her eyes quietly, enjoying this rare relaxing time.
A short period of half a month passed, and the two began a new round of fighting.
Time flies so fast. It’s almost the end of the year here in Nebula Continent. Ordinary people are busy buying New Year’s goods and preparing to welcome the arrival of the New Year. Although it is a freezing cold winter, it is full of warmth between people.
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A middle-aged man in his late fifties looked at his son in his twenties and suddenly felt a sense of melancholy in his heart. After this New Year, he would have entered the fifties mark.
Unknowingly, the next generation has gradually begun to replace their own position in the family and become the real mainstay of the family.
"Our generation is about to retire from the stage." A man in his fifties lamented. Although he has far more wealth and power than young people, he is more and more eager for the vitality of young people and more and more afraid of aging.
"Sooner or later a new generation will take over from us." Jian Wuyi said to Luo Jiexian.
This meeting of giants was held in the Burial Sword Pavilion, and the five giants and masters from the Western Region forces were all present.
Luo Jixian was still confused about Jian Wuxin passing the position of Pavilion Master to Jian Wufeng, so she asked.
"Jian Wufeng doesn't have the ability to convince the public yet, I think it's too early." Luo Jiexian said. Jian Wufeng smiled and said: "When you became the head of the Luo family, I'm afraid you didn't convince everyone as soon as you took office.
Are you convinced? Wu Feng’s position needs to be guarded by his strength. He is still young and I am still completely aging. He still has time to complete the task.
To achieve all this.”
Luo Jiexian was speechless.
"It's you." Jian Wuyi smiled, "It seems that the younger generation of the Luo family doesn't have any outstanding talents."
Luo Jixian smiled awkwardly, this has always been a sore point for him. The Luo family is the overlord of the Western Region, but they don't have a good enough descendant. In the future, Luo Jixian will retreat behind the scenes, and whoever wants to hand over the position will be the same.
Headache problem.
Jian Wuyi continued: "In my opinion, it might be a good choice to pass the position to your granddaughter."
"Although that girl Bai'er is very talented, she is not suitable to be a ruler." Luo Jiexian said.
Jian Wuyi said: "But your granddaughter has Su Mingkong by her side, and if Su Mingkong assists her, it will be enough to calm the situation."
Luo Jiexian was moved: "This is a good idea."
Jian Wuyi secretly smiled. If Luo Jixian adopts this suggestion, it will be of great benefit to Burial Sword Pavilion in the future, but it depends on Luo Jixian's choice.
"Everyone is almost here." Jian Wuyi said, "It's time for me to get ready."
Under Jian Wuyi's arrangement, many Heavenly Lords came to the Heavenly Sword Dojo at the foot of the Heavenly Emperor Peak. The dojo was extremely wide, and the ground was paved with strange black stones. The ground was full of traces of slashes and slashes from swords.
This was once the place where Jian Wuyi practiced swordplay. It was also in this Heavenly Sword Dojo when he realized Wu Wuyi's sword canon. Even though few people had been there for decades, there was still a faint hint of sword intent permeating the place.
Although the sword intention is light, it is profound and mysterious. Many swordsmen are ecstatic and feel the sword intention here with their hearts, hoping to understand a hint of the essence of Jian Wuyi's swordsmanship. Even if they only get a little bit, it is enough to last a lifetime.
Jian Wufeng slowly walked to the Heavenly Sword Dojo with his wife in hand. Today he was wearing a large purple-green sword suit, with a string of green and white kendama hanging on his chest. This could only be worn by the heir of the Burial Sword Pavilion.
The special uniform not only brings out his handsome and elegant temperament, but also makes people feel his current status.
Noble.
Qingluo changed her makeup from the past and was dressed very solemnly, yet without losing the softness that a woman should have. She looked like the future mistress of the Burial Sword Pavilion. However, she felt a little embarrassed at this moment, because everyone seemed to be staring at her slight smile.