If he had spared no effort, Xin Wushi would like to laugh out loud on the spot.

All living things in the world are in his turn, and he wants everything in the world, and even such a god will end up like him.

God is still fair after all.

He barely suppressed his smile and coughed lightly: "This place is unique, so let her practice by herself."

Looking at Dongzhu with a deep eyes, Li Ye asked in a muffled voice: "How long will it take to practice?"

"Three souls and seven spirits, at least a hundred years." Xin Wu calculated with his fingers, "Your family will probably take longer, three hundred years."

“Why?”

"She is not a motivated person." Xin Wu spread his hands, "You know it in your heart."

Li Ye was silent.

Her mind was passing by her tantrums when she was practicing, and she could still see the splashes of water from the pool. He pursed his lips and felt a little painful again.

Three hundred years is not long for him, but life will eventually have to be lived day by day.

"It's okay." Looking at his expression, Xin Wubing comforted people, "My soul-raising lamp will take a hundred years to gather. It's not difficult to practice together and pass the time. At worst, it's impossible to put a barrier to block the world. Without the sun and the moon, you won't be able to observe time... Alas?"

Before I finished speaking, the scene in front of me was just a turn.

Xin Wu staggered and stood still, and looked up again, and found that he had been thrown out of the hall.

He was amused and crying, and he closed his sleeves: "Why haven't you listened to advice yet?"

The mountain wind was lonely, and the new leaves of the plants and trees were a little gray. Li Ye sat quietly on the soft couch, looking at Dongzhu in front of him motionlessly.

Her soul should be extremely painful when it shatters, otherwise the sound of the genus would not have been heard for so long.

His eyelids trembled. He reached out to try to give her something, but he looked at the blood still left on the Phoenix Killing Sword, his fingers tightened and slowly took them back.

Nothing can be done.

He has practiced for 90,000 years, but at this time, he still can't do anything.

The empty hall echoed with his breathing sound, and the cold mountain wind blew to the window, and it only paused, then blew away like a escaping.

***

The gods who survived on the Jiuxiao were relieved for three or five days before they recovered. The Heavenly Dao Gua passed away, and the gods were confused. After discussing, they decided to do their own things and temporarily take the Queen Mother of the West until the next Lord of Jiuxiao succeeded to the throne.

The sky gradually restores order. Occasionally, a god passes by the place where he once died, and he will be stunned for a moment, but in just a moment, he will continue to walk forward.

They spent a year repairing the various immortal gate buildings, and they also spent a year on the earth to reproduce and reproduce.

Of course, it is impossible to restore everything this year, but at least, there is hope for good.

Many gods were looking for Li Ye, especially the Taishang Laojun. He felt that Li Ye was the most suitable to be the Lord of the Nine Sky, so he moved the cave to the Qise Immortal Mountain and persuaded the barrier day after day.

So Li Ye put the barrier thicker.

However, he did not stop the rising and falling sun and the setting of the moon as Xin Wu said. On the contrary, he carefully remembered the changes in the Dongzhu every day.

After countless days and nights, a trace of soul finally appeared on the bead.

Li Ye's eyes lit up when he saw it.

In an instant, the flowers in the entire Qise Mountain bloomed, with colorful flowers and fragrant fragrance.

The Grandpa Laojun sneezes by the pollen in the autumn wind.

He looked at the bushes of flowers on the opposite side with puzzled eyes, then looked at the dead leaves around him, and couldn't help but look for Xin Wu to ask: "Immortal Er, has he completed his cultivation?"

Xin Wu shook his head: "Where is this where?"

"Then why is he so happy?" The Supreme Laojun brushed the flowers flying from his robe, and his eyes were puzzled.

He wanted to speak but stopped, Xin Wu turned around and looked at the barrier and sighed: "He is a fool."

He showed him a good way to endure the situation and insisted on torture himself.

The Supreme Lord looked at Xin Wu for no reason and then brushed the surging petals.

After this trace of soul energy, Er's Dongzhu has not moved for another twenty years.

But Li Ye no longer stayed in Qise Mountain like a stone statue. He took her and went to the world.

The world is not very lively, and there are not many dynasties. In the desolation, reproduction is the best thing, so all kinds of lovesickness festivals are arranged at the time, and ordinary people have anxiety and desire on their faces, which is not beautiful at all.

The country where Li Ye fell to was also holding a red lantern tour. As soon as he stepped onto the stone bridge, a series of women were stuffing lanterns into his arms.

"Young Master, you are such a good family. You have to take a few more lanterns. Even if you can't make it, you can relieve the girls' lovesickness."

"This is given to you by the ladies over there."

"Hey, be careful, don't squeeze it out."

Lanterns made of silk paper are of all shapes, some of which are beautiful, and they are even traced with gold edges.

He looked at it, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "Can you use this to relieve lovesickness?"

"Young Master doesn't know anything." The woman shook her veil and smiled, "There is a god of lovesickness in heaven, and the gods love to look at things that are bright. When you write lovesickness on the lantern for God to show it, lovesickness can be solved."

The sarcasm in his eyes became even more intense. He lowered his eyes and brushed away the lantern in front of him: "The gods can't even solve their lovesickness, so how can they care about others?"

"Oh..." A voice came from behind, and Li Ye ignored it.

There were some scattered lanterns floating in the long river. Li Ye looked at him coldly and always felt unhappy.

"Mortals are accustomed to lie." He murmured to Dongzhu in his arms, "This light is invisible in the sky."

Then, the fiery red sleeves swept into the river.

It was as if fireworks fell, and the entire river around the city suddenly started to burn. People on the shore screamed and were about to escape, but when they looked closely, they felt something was wrong.

The fire was only wide, but not big, not even black smoke, and the flame color was even very beautiful.

So, after only a moment of panic, everyone calmed down and began to talk curiously.

"Water overcomes fire, how can there be a reason for fire in the river?"

"I don't know, but I see that it's very interesting to see. I sit far away and look, it seems like there are words."

"You are also confused. How can fire burn words in the river?"

Everyone laughed for a while, and no one took it seriously, so they continued to watch the fun.

The fire illuminated the entire city and could naturally be seen in the sky.

Queen Mother of the West pinched her hands and stood on the sea of ​​clouds in the ten directions. She could see the two words burned by his divine fire with her eyes down.

Err.

The burning light reflects directly into the sky.

With a complicated expression, Queen Mother of the West turned her head and asked Kanze: "Does he look crazy?"

Kanze chuckled, shook his head with his sleeves and said, "Since that man went, he hasn't been crazy one day."

"But this is not exactly like his previous style." Queen Mother of the West held her cheeks, "it was sore."

Kanze smiled even more violently: "He is so desperate that I can have two points of happiness and killing my life, so I will fight him."
Chapter completed!