Impacting the realm of the curl wheel is not a matter of one or two days, it requires an extremely deep accumulation of vitality. Even if Xia Xiao absorbed the life qi of the people of Yun Kingdom, he still lacked a lot, but he now mastered the complete five elements, and the speed at which he absorbed the vitality was like a water pump, which made Ah Candle, who drank water with a small straw, envious.

After only two days of practicing like this, Xia Xiao's changes were visible to the naked eye. This speed is more than ten times that of cultivators in the same realm, and even a hundred times that of those who are wooden. Xia Xiao has been practicing, and at the same time is committed to planting trees, and if he wants to plant another tree on that meadow to gather demonic energy, it can be regarded as stabilizing his cultivation state.

The most important thing is that Xia Xiao doesn't want the demonic qi to affect the five spirit beasts, this is a big project, not as simple as cultivation, so Xia Xiao has not made progress for a long time. As before, the demonic energy is not impossible to gather, but it will disperse, and it is still very troublesome to want to be like the Tree of Vitality.

Xia Xiao wanted to ask his master for help, but he was always in the carriage and never came out, like he was still indulging in the cruel reality of Yu Shangyan on the moon. He wanted to look for it, but he felt that it was not good, and if the master wanted to open it, he would definitely come out by himself, so he kept waiting.

During this process, Xia Xiao did not sit still, continued to practice, and kept trying, although the progress was not fast, but as he said, he had to try no matter what. A hundred attempts, one or two will always benefit him.

Because there are a lot of things, Xia Xiao doesn't spend a lot of time with Ah Candle every day, and he rarely even goes out for activities, and the most he talks about every day is three meals.

Ah Candle is not as desperate as Xia Xiao, her body can't withstand such a difficult cultivation, and there is only a small narwhal in her body, unlike Xia Xiao, she has to plant trees, improve her strength, and consider the seeds of Jumang, as well as the matter of the earth spirit beast. He was too busy to be idle, but Ah Candle had a lot of free time.

At the beginning, Ah Candle would wait for Xia Xiao to finish his practice, and then look at the book, but there were no idle books in the church, those heaven and earth were unkind, and all things were used as dogs. The god of grains is immortal, it is called Xuanqi. There is also goodness like water, water is good for all things without fighting, and it is evil for everyone, so it is more than the Tao.

She didn't understand the front, in fact, the words in the back were the same, it can be seen that Shangshan is good, Ah Candle admired Xia Xiao's brain, it turns out that the origin of the name Shangshan is here, it is really amazing.

In addition to admiration, Ah Candle felt that Xia Xiao was doing well, even if Shangshan was also going to the first church, they often saw her, but Xia Xiao didn't make eye contact with her, and didn't even say a word. Ah Candle likes Xia Xiao to stay away from her, she is not Sister Shushuang, and she has a cold face as if she owes her money.

The more Ah Candle thought about it, the more angry he became, and then he realized that Shangshan would secretly stare at himself every time, as if he had an enmity with himself and wanted to kill himself. Ah Candle was a little scared, but her heart was big, and after a while, she forgot it all and ran out to stretch her waist and move, and she sat all the time, and her buttocks were all too big.

No matter how much she has experienced, Ah Candle is still a child, and she helps the people of the first church to pack up their things, and she is full of energy. Because of her sunny smile and quick work speed, many people took the initiative to move closer to her, and often praised her for her beauty and virtue. When Ah Candle heard this, he smiled even more happily, worked more energetically, cooked and camped without falling, and a pair of slender long legs ran non-stop, which became a different scenery in the team.

Although he can't show up every time he enters the village and city, he usually gets along well with the members of the head church. She found that the people here were very harmonious, even if they usually had different opinions, they would fight with each other, but they would not do anything to hurt each other, even if they spoke very politely. At least in Ah Candle's eyes, a few simple swear words, not as much as she would say harshly, and she would apologize afterwards, which was really the epitome of an ideal country.

Walking Head Church advocates conforming to nature, being busy at sunrise and resting at sunset. This morning, Ah Candle woke up Xia Xiao and watched him staring at the dark circles in a daze, and couldn't help but say fiercely:

"If you practice like this day and night, you will die suddenly!"

"I'm almost at the level of the curved wheel, why do you sleep so much?"

"You've been coming to church for five days, and your sleeping time is only eight hours, so even if you don't need to sleep anymore, you still need to relax your brain!"

"Okay, okay, I'll sleep at the same time as you tonight!"

When the goal was achieved, Ah Candle's face became clear in an instant.

"You have the right thing, if you repent, I will make trouble and not let you practice. ”

"Okay—"

Xia Xiao was dressed and eating, his hair was messy, and he was about to rise to the sky. He didn't care, just took the chopsticks in Ah Candle's hand and drank the porridge in it. Seeing that Ah Candle has been by Xia Xiao's side, many people secretly envy it, saying that Xia Xiao is really a blessing, there was Sister Shu Shuang before, and now there is Xiao Ah Candle, which is really happy. However, some people who are good friends with Shu Shuang are silent, they know that Xia Xiao has experienced a lot, but they can't look down on Ah Candle, this girl is too noisy, how can Shu Shuang be any better?

There are many people in both kinds, but there is only one person in the third type, Shangshan, she always sits on the wheel not far away, looking at Xia Xiao and not knowing what she is thinking. Qing Xunzi is not here, and she has no chance to get close to Xia Xiao. The old man was very smart and had extremely high emotional intelligence. Shangshan looked at the front of the convoy, where the first carriage was.

"Stinky old man, dead inside?"

Shangshan scolded a few times, with the strength of Qing Xunzi, it would not suddenly hang up, no matter how big the blow was, it would not be like that. But what the hell is he doing? It's been a whole week.

Shangshan was anxious and hoped that Qing Xunzi would help her, but the old man in the car was already drunk and couldn't help her in the slightest.

Qing Xunzi sitting, looking a little casual, drooping his shoulders. His back was covered with strange patterns, as if he was contemplating some kind of profound morality, but if he turned to look at him, he could see a drunken and red face, drooling from the corners of his mouth, and snoring out of his nose.

The gourd in front of him fell to the ground, and there was no more than half a sip of wine, and it was as dry as a dry field. When he heard the news he didn't want to hear, he drank all the peach blossom brew he had treasured, so he got drunk, and he didn't know when. It was the wine that Zuo Xiufang gave him, using peach blossoms in the sky as the material, distorting space, and brewing for decades like a hundred years.

Qing Xunzi is an old drunkard, he has drunk wine for ten thousand years, and he has tasted several bowls of all the wine in the world. The lowlier wine is nothing more than broken silver that can be exchanged for several jars, and the best is the elixir and jade dew in the deepest part of the palace treasury. He drank both kinds of wine, after all, the meaning of drunkenness is not in the wine, nor in the mountains and rivers.

No matter what kind of landscape, whether it is a small earthen house in the middle of nowhere, or a glazed golden building in the deep palace, he doesn't care. When you live to a certain age, some things will be looked down. The real pessimism is that all beings are equal, there is no need for comparison. Even if it is compared, it is the state of mind, not anything else.

Materially, the spiritual pursuit will grow in reverse, savagely towards the sky-blue diamond overhead.

All along, Qing Xunzi has not forgotten the significance of his founding of the first church. 30,000 years ago, that war was too tragic, took away everything from him, he was born to love plain, simple is true, vigorous is only an occasional thing, just like the salt in the dish, although it is missing, but too much how can it be in the mouth?

It is too difficult for Qing Xunzi, an old man, to get drunk, he pretends to be the world in his heart, and he is worried about the people, for fear that he will get drunk and make a mistake. The world is inseparable from him, this is what he thinks, and it is also the recognition of him by the consciousness of the Great Wilderness. Therefore, for 10,000 years, he has been drunk on both hands, but this time is a little closer to the last time.

Drunk, Kiyo Hiroko goes back to a long time ago. It was a time that was extremely far away, a time that he could only see when he was drunk. Looking back now, it is like recalling the events of ancient times, as if it is full of false and charming illusions. But no matter how the Great Wilderness changes, he is still the same young man.

When the Emperor Yu Shangyan was alive, he once shocked the Quartet, commanding the entire Great Wilderness Human Race, and making mankind turn over in the tragic fate of slaves and inferior creatures. Since her existence, humanity has embarked on a path of rise, and has its own history, not to serve as a simple and boring backdrop in other people's stories.

When Yu Shangyan first appeared, she was just an ordinary person, but she gradually became stronger and gathered cultivators from all walks of life. Among those people, Qing Xunzi is the most inconspicuous one. At that time, he was still a young man, not very tall, and was often squeezed to the back of the line as a representative of the weak. But he would stand on tiptoe and look, and he would stand on a stone and look. Although he always falls and eats, and is often taught by others, he is happy to see Yu Shangyan's face for several days every time.

He has always regretted that he should have known Renhuang earlier, so that he could chat with her and talk to her about the future journey. It's a pity that he met too late, a high-ranking human emperor, even if he noticed his existence, he didn't have a chance to really get close to that heart.

In every war, Qing Xunzi rushed to the front of the team with his weak vitality, and he approached the human emperor without his life. Once the thunder dragon attacked, the hammer-like tail flicked over, and Qing Xunzi pounced on Yu Shangyan, but she didn't need such help at all. She held a ten-thousand-zhang iron sword, sliced it into dragon flesh flowing with thunder pulp, and continued to frown, glaring at Yu Shangyan.

"Lord Human Emperor, I fought for you and lived for you!"

Whenever she thinks of her words and serious expression at that time, Kiyo Hiroko laughs out loud, not laughing at herself, but feeling sacred and beautiful. Because at that time, the noble and holy human emperor also cast his flawless smile. Because of that smile, he missed his life, but Qing Xunzi always felt lucky, because what happened after him made him live until now. Although the Emperor he respected was really in a difficult situation, and there was no happy ending as people boldly speculated, he would wait for her to come back in this world.

The stories in Qing Xunzi's mind always cycle over and over again at those fixed points in time, except for those, many old things he has forgotten, but a few things that are still fresh in his memory are enough to become the cause of everything he does. His spiritual pillar was built like that, even if the cruel reality turned into a sledgehammer now, it would be difficult for him to collapse.

After sleeping for a long time, Qing Xunzi was also much more awake, but when he thought of the details of his past with the emperor, he wanted to get drunk again. In fact, he hadn't thought of the Human Emperor for a long time, although she was his driving force, but she flowed like blood everywhere in his body, and it was also hidden in the depths of his memory, and he didn't turn it over casually. Now I think about it, I feel uncomfortable and can't extricate myself.

With his eyes closed, Qing Xunzi sighed, his body fell, and he snored loudly in the carriage, blowing his beard straight up.