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Chapter 1588: One day in ten thousand years

As for his students running against him, are they young people? If they are not rebellious, then what are they called young people?

To say that you just sit back and watch the other person "go astray" is not necessarily true. Everyone has their own way. She just pointed out the relatively best way. As a person with a sound mind, she has the right to accept and the right to refuse.

There are so many avenues, how can there be any right or wrong path?!

At most, it’s just a few more years and a few more detours.

And as everyone laughed, Xu Jia felt that she couldn't stand up anymore.

This is directly related to Sun Zu's sword-fighting. How can we continue this topic?!

You can’t really weigh yourself in the future, right?

Therefore, this swordsmanship theory class passed quickly in such a joyful atmosphere.

But after class, when they came to a quiet and uninhabited place, Teacher Li, who had been smiling before, suddenly looked solemn and said calmly: "Since you are here, come out!"

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"I really can't hide it from you!"

"That's right!"

"Jie Jie Jie!"

As the words fell, two voices with different timbres came out from the field.

The former voice really sounded a bit like the ancestor of the Demon Sect, an eternal evil, but the latter voice sounded a little confused and like a fool.

"Ah Guang, if you can't learn it, don't learn it!"

Therefore, the previous voice immediately reprimanded.

Then, two figures, one big and one small, walked out of the void.

The big one is already unparalleled in splendor. Dressed in fiery red imperial robes, it is even better than the sun in the sky, but the little one sitting on the big shoulder is even more impressive.

"Li Qingmeng, you are really easy for me to find. You are like a dream and a void. What kind of strange things do you practice? If I hadn't just helped you, I wouldn't have been able to find you."

easy……"

Zhao Xiaoxiang looked at the person in front of him, but he saw the truth directly through the other person's disguise.

Ordinary people with a certain level of cultivation are just appearances, but the core is like a dream, like an illusion, like a god, like a saint, like space..., it is extremely mysterious.

"That's right, it's not easy to find you!"

When the King of Light heard this, he nodded repeatedly and transformed into a repeater. At the same time, he also seemed to be asking for credit.

Thousands of years ago, the dimension was reopened, Zhao Cheng disappeared, and the crown of the Holy Saint fell into the hands of Zhao Xiaoxiang.

However, it seems that because of Zhao Cheng's Nirvana, the King of Light also experienced a transformation. Although it was completely complete due to this, its low IQ and mind were once again degraded.

Now, more than 10,000 years have passed, and it still hasn't grown much.

For mortals, one day is just one day, but it seems that for the King of Light, ten thousand years is just one day, and tens of millions of years is just one year...

Undoubtedly, the more powerful something is, the slower it will grow.

"By the way, the child who just criticized you must be Zheng Yimeng who was beaten to tears by Zhao Cheng. After one reincarnation, his temperament has changed so much!"

"In her last life, she was a weak and weak doormat."

Zhao Xiaoxiang clicked his tongue in surprise.

Zheng Yimeng is undoubtedly an old friend, but the road to spiritual practice is very difficult and dangerous. Even though the Federation develops rapidly and external disasters are rare, many times, a practitioner's biggest enemy is often himself.

Spiritual practice is not easy, and it is common for someone who is not good at it to become obsessed and turn into ashes.

After all, even among the disciples of the saint, there are those who have mental errors and directly transform into Taoism. Even if the saint personally protects them, this is not the case, let alone others.

However, fortunately, Zheng Yimeng's cultivation level was not high enough. Even if something went wrong, he did not die cleanly. Instead, he was led into reincarnation by Li Qingmeng, and in this life, he became Xu Jia.

But after reincarnation, the other party has a fate with the Blood Saint's Taoism, and it is undoubtedly a chance.

"Compared to what I cultivate, what you cultivate is more strange, isn't it? Look at you, how much are you still like before?!"

Li Qingmeng said calmly, as if he had the heart of a fairy, without any distracting thoughts belonging to the human world.

When we were still in the national era, the relationship between the two people was undoubtedly very good. At that time, Zhao Xiaoxiang spoke of each other as president, and they were very affectionate.

Nowadays, time has changed, and thousands of years have passed by. What used to be a president, has now become a Jie Jie Jie...

"I'm trying to keep my soul alive forever, but you, on the other hand, are a bit less human. The human form is the strongest in the world. Don't be alienated!"

Zhao Xiaoxiang shook his head.

"There are immortals, Buddhas, and demons. If you look at their origins, they are nothing more than saints."

"Forget it, if we don't discuss this issue, there is no point in talking about it from my perspective. The road will eventually be walked by oneself."

"Perhaps one day, if you go far enough away, you will transform from immortal to mortal..."

"You're not looking for me to reminisce about old times, right?"

Li Qingmeng interrupted Zhao Xiaoxiang.

"of course not!"

Zhao Xiaoxiang said.

"It starts with the children Zhao Cheng left behind..."

"???"

"!"

"child?!"

Li Qingmeng, who had been acting calm and calm all this time, seemed to be just drifting away from the wind and clouds, suddenly broke through, and his tone of voice suddenly rose by at least five steps.

"It's not her!"

Zhao Xiaoxiang pointed to the pendant on his shoulder.

The King of Light's current IQ is not yet able to fully understand this matter, so he immediately nodded and said: "That's right! That's right!"

"So, don't be so serious."

"Actually, we suspect that Zhao Cheng was dragged to fill the dam in the sky, so we are wondering if there is any way to bring him back."

"So after researching for a long time, I finally found some ideas, that is cause and effect!"

"Cause and fate is not cause and effect, but a more wonderful power. Even if you are a saint, it is invisible and unavailable, but this power is real."

"Those of us have a deep connection with Zhao Cheng. If we offer sacrifices to the civilizations of the entire multiverse, we may be able to give Zhao Cheng an anchor point for him to return. Even if he cannot return, we can still communicate with her.

…”

Zhao Xiaoxiang narrated the whole story.

"Actually, I feel that since Zhao Cheng has disappeared, he naturally has a reason for his disappearance, and he will appear when he should, so why should we bother..."

Li Qingmeng responded.

"I'm just afraid of what might happen. What if he really lacks an anchor point?!"

Zhao Xiaoxiang shook his head.

"Furthermore, there are other calculations about this matter, but they cannot be stated clearly. Once they are stated, some strange existences will cause induction in the dark, and variables will arise."

"So, are you going or not?!"

"go!"


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