Zhou Wen only felt endless power pouring into his body, and the power was everywhere and filled every cell in his body.

Even the soul seemed to be injected with vitality by that power, and its thinking became extremely active.

Zhou Wen's eyes seemed to see many things in an instant, and everything in front of him quickly magnified in his childhood hole.

The invisible dust looked bigger than a skyscraper in his eyes. Countless bacteria were like huge monsters, flying in groups in front of him.

It became bigger and bigger, and became more and more incredible. Soon Zhou Wen couldn't even see the bacteria, because the bacteria were already so big that they could no longer see the whole picture.

The extremely small world is constantly showing before Zhou Wen's eyes, with dazzling light and colorful light, and the whole world seems to have become repeated changes in light and darkness.

The terrifying energy was changing the defects in Zhou Wen's body and correcting his mistakes from the most subtle point.

Zhou Wen's body is being changed, his power is being corrected, and everything is developing in the most perfect direction.

No matter how perfect a person is, he will become less perfect when he zooms in and looks at it.

No matter how perfect a work of art is, it will be extremely flawed when viewed by enlargement.

"The Ancient Emperor Sutra... Did I practice the wrong practice?...Little Prajna... Did I practice the wrong practice? The bloodline of the demon god... Did I practice the wrong practice again?" Zhou Wen felt that the power in his body was constantly being transformed, and everything was tending to be perfect.

"Am I wrong?" Zhou Wen felt his increasingly perfect body, but his expression became more and more strange.

Yes, he is not perfect enough and has made many mistakes.

But should the error really disappear? At least Zhou Wen doesn't think so.

People do not exist because of their correctness. Zhou Wen feels that it is because of those mistakes that people are found.

Absolute perfection Absolute correctness is the same, but mistakes make people have self-centered life.

"If I choose between the perfect me and the flawed me, I choose to retain that imperfect self." Zhou Wen's eyes became more and more firm, and the mysterious Immortal Sutra was running wildly, fighting against the power of heaven and earth with his own power, preventing the terrifying power from baptizing his body.

Life is like a picture, mistakes are like a pen. The absolutely perfect lines are not paintings, but just a few strokes are extraordinary but the memories of the whole life.

Every kind of Yuanqi technique that Zhou Wen practiced was not perfect and he also went through the wrong path, but those mistakes contained his perceptions and understanding. If these mistakes disappeared, what is the use of his perceptions and understanding?

If everyone is on the right path, there will be no road.

"Under the destiny of heaven, I am for myself." The realm of the world roared filial piety in Zhou Wen's body, and wanted to swallow the power of destiny that baptized the body.

"Although the world is big, I only take one of them." Zhou Wen controlled the terrifying power and rushed in the only direction.

boom!

The blood-colored villain's body exploded like plasma, and the game scene became darker.

"Is it true that it's not possible?" Zhou Wen smiled, but didn't take it to heart.

He wanted to be promoted to the end of the world, but it was not the same way.

After opening the copy of Tianming Platform again, Zhou Wen walked on Tianming Platform again and received the baptism of Tianming Platform.

Failure, failure, and failure again.

Time and again, every promotion to the end of the world ends with failure. The imperfect body and strength really seem to be unable to advance to the end of the world.

Zhou Wen continued stubbornly. Maybe his choice was wrong, but so what? At least he still has a chance to start over.

"My little ancestor, run slowly." Li Xuan felt his legs numb after Yaer running around the streets.

He vowed that the first criterion for finding a wife in the future is whether her wife will take care of her children. He can't bear the crime.

At this moment, Li Xuan seemed to be able to understand the hardships that his mother had brought him up.

"It's hard to take care of the child." Ya'er entered a store. Li Xuan finally sat down on the chair outside the store for a while, but suddenly heard someone talking behind her back.

"Are you talking to me?" Li Xuan turned his head and saw a man sitting behind him smiling at him.

"It seems that there are only two of us here." The man smiled.

"That's right." Li Xuan nodded and said, "It's really hard to take care of the child, but fortunately it's not my child."

"If it is your child, it will not be a problem. As long as it is your child, no matter how much trouble she causes, someone will bear it for her. Unfortunately, she is not your child." The man looked regretful.

"What does it mean?" Li Xuan frowned and stared at the man. He had long felt something was wrong with this man.

"The Li family should have a backer, you have to hurry up." The man said.

"Who are you? If you talk nonsense, don't blame me for being rude." Li Xuan stood up, and the terrifying power spreading in his body, ready to send a thunderous blow at any time.

"Then let me see how much you can be so polite." The man said with a smile.

Li Xuan said nothing, and his fist wrapped in a shell instantly came to the man.

But the next second, Li Xuantong's Kong shrank suddenly, his face full of horror.

The man stretched out a finger and blocked his fist, making it impossible for his fist to move forward a little bit.

Li Xuan's shock was extraordinary. Although his punch controlled the force and did not want to kill people, it was not something that ordinary people could bear.

The other party blocked his fist with just one finger, which made him extremely shocked.

Li Xuan's fist moved again and blasted at the man with even more violent force.

The man stretched out his finger and pressed it on his fist again, and Li Xuan's fist was blocked again.

Li Xuan's fists came out at the same time, bringing out phantoms, covering the man like a Thousand-Handed Guanyin, but all the attacks were resolved by the man's fingers, and he didn't even move even while sitting there.

"Not bad!" Looking at Li Xuan who was panting, the man praised.

When Li Xuan heard this, he felt a great irony. His eyes narrowed, his whole body was wrapped in strange shells, and an unparalleled force burst out from his body, and another punch was punched at the man.

Even if Shanyue is blocking her, she will be beaten to death by Li Xuan's punch.

But the man stretched out his finger and pressed it on Li Xuan's fist again, making Li Xuan feel as if his body was suppressed by a mountain and he could no longer move.

"The three masters of the Li family, one of them is enough to live." The man said, reaching out his hand to Li Xuan's chest.

Kacha!

The almost indestructible shell was pierced by the man's palm, and his five fingers clamped Li Xuan's heart.

Li Xuan's eyes burst, and he felt like his heart was about to be crushed.

The next second, a strange energy was transmitted into his heart, causing his heart to start beating suddenly, and the beating speed was like a motor with full firepower.

boom!

The explosive energy raged in Li Xuan's body, making Li Xuan feel that his body exploded like a firecracker at any time.

"Goodbye, little brother." Li Xuan stood there and couldn't move at all, so he could only watch the man withdraw his palm and get up and leave.

The man's last voice made Li Xuan widen his eyes. The door of memory seemed to be opened, and childhood memories emerged.

"You...you...you..." Li Xuan realized something and tried his best to move his body to chase the man, but the body was completely out of his control. No matter how hard he struggled, even if he wanted to fight for his life, he could not move a single step. He could only watch the man disappear and blood and tears flowed out of his eyes.

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