395, [Soul Return]
Inside the boundary monument, Lu Xun slowly opened his eyes.
"How did I fall asleep?" He sneered, and with the thickness of his face, he felt a little embarrassed at the moment.
Obviously he is a storyteller, but he fell asleep talking to himself, what is this!
I, Lu Xun, am I a very weak man?
But anyway, after a good night's sleep, he can be said to be refreshed, and that feeling of physical and mental exhaustion no longer exists.
He now has a lot of energy, and he especially wants to do things and make the aliens unhappy again.
"Lu Xun, are you awake?" A ticking sound came out.
Lu Xun smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I've been a little tired lately, have I finished telling the story just now?" β
"It's almost over!" Tick Click.
Lu Xun stood up, twisted his neck and waist, and did a few very retro standard movements in the radio gymnastics of primary and secondary school students [Eagle Takeoff], and asked:
"How long did I sleep?"
βemmβ¦β¦ I don't know, but it's just for a moment! Tick replied.
Lu Xun smiled, and then remembered that it is strictly a stone, and the time concept of the stone can be the same as ours?
You must know that the Dida next to him is a child who has been born for more than 300,000 days and weighs in tons.
It's good that it's not the kind of sensitive woman, otherwise it's based on its age and weight...... Don't dare to think about it, don't dare to think about it
Dida paused for a moment and said, "Lu Xun, are you leaving?" β
Lu Xun nodded, not denying it.
He had too much to do to stay here for long.
Although Dida was reluctant, he did not open his mouth to stay.
It didn't know what was going on outside, but it knew that something had happened.
"Then are you going to leave Xizhou now?" It asked again.
Lu Xun shook his head and said, "There are still some things to deal with in Xizhou, and I will come to say goodbye to you before I leave Xizhou." β
When Di Da heard this, he immediately became happy.
In this world, Lu Xun is the only person who can communicate with it, but it is an easily satisfied child, give it a candy, and its heart will be sweet.
Lu Xun will come to see it before leaving, and that is enough.
So, in an upward tone, Dida said loudly: "Okay! β
After leaving the boundary monument, Lu Xun knew how long he had been sleeping, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's the seventh day." β
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Demon Sect, inside the main peak hall.
There was only Shen Yan in the main hall, and the rest of the peak masters had all descended the mountain and went to various places outside the Eastern Regions to support.
Since the Demon Sect has a gentleman in charge, the masters of the Demon Sect can be freer and do not need to stay at home to guard the house.
With the temperament of the people of the Demon Sect, of course, they will not sweep the snow in front of the door, in their opinion, this is not just support, killing all the miscellaneous pieces, they will also feel happy in their hearts!
The mountains and rivers are exotic, and the wind and moon are the same day.
This is a catastrophe that sooner or later will affect the entire continent, and no one is immune.
Before you know it, it's the seventh day.
At this moment, on the table in front of Shen Yan, there were several small flying swords.
He passed on the flying sword to some sects near the Eastern Regions, and the disciples of the Demon Sect would set off in these few days to support the next invasion of the alien race.
It's just that Shen Yan is a lot of pickers, he is famous for breaking into the Dao and giving Ji Li a small piece of Yan Jing, which is a huge investment in his opinion.
Not to mention that these sects are not here to borrow resources this time, but to borrow people.
People are the foundation of the Demon Sect.
Because, when Shen Yan passed the book on the flying sword, he would add one sentence in unison:
"The disciples of the Demon Sect only borrow and have to pay it back."
He hoped that these sects could be put under a little pressure and not make some brainless decisions, resulting in unnecessary casualties.
Although this was impossible, he still hoped that all the disciples of the Demon Sect would return home safely.
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The mountain behind the Demon Sect, in the small bamboo forest.
The people in the back mountain sat in the bamboo forest, resisting the urge to retch, and eating the dishes made by Zhuge Laifu.
After this meal, Zhuge Laifu was about to go down the mountain.
This ugly man, affectionately known as [Fu Emperor Demon] by the players, saw everyone eating his dishes frantically, and there was a sincere smile on his face.
He was already a squint, but now it's okay, and his eyes are all gone.
Mao Nanbei really couldn't eat it, and it had reached the limit of what she could bear, she put down the dishes and chopsticks with a snap, put her hands around her chest, and said angrily:
"Sir! Why can't I go down the mountain with the third senior brother? β
The whole back mountain, and maybe even the whole continent, is this little Lori who has a board on her body and is nailed, and she dares to argue with Mr. like this.
The gentleman was originally closing his sense of taste, cocking his orchid fingers, chewing slowly and gently. After hearing Mao Nanbei's words, he was not angry, and smiled slightly:
"Your strength has not fully recovered, and when you recover to the sixth realm, I will allow you to go down the mountain."
"It's a deal! You're such a big person, you can't fool a cat! The cat propped up his two little hands on the table and tilted his head to Mr.
"Ahem, ahem...... Deal. The gentleman almost coughed up the food in his mouth.
At this moment, Ji Li and Lin Chan sat on the side and glanced at each other.
They are not as bold as cats, so they are a little reluctant to speak.
The gentleman turned his head, looked at the two pairs of big eyes, and slowly put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand.
He relieved the closed sense of taste, but the residual aftertaste of the meal in his mouth made his face change greatly, and he quickly closed the sense of taste again, and smiled gently at Ji Li and Lin Cicada, pretending that nothing had happened.
He cocked his orchid fingers, picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea, wanting to dilute the aftertaste in his mouth, and said, "You two also want to go down the mountain?" β
Ji Li and Lin Chan nodded in unison.
The gentleman put down the teacup and said, "You two are still shallow in cultivation, and it is not suitable to go down the mountain." β
As he spoke, he continued: "I will personally instruct you from today, Ji Li, you don't have to come to the bamboo forest to meditate early in the morning from tomorrow onwards. β
"Huh?" Ji Li was stunned for a moment, glanced at the thin Dao Gu sitting on the stone, and then said obediently: "Yes!" Mr. β
The gentleman smiled, looked up and said to Gu Xiaoman on the stone: "Xiaoman, you are already on the verge of breaking through, and when you break through, you will take them down the mountain." β
Qing Thin Dao Gu nodded, her voice was cold, and replied, "Yes, first...... Mr. β
The gentleman lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, but muttered to himself, "It's the seventh day." β
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Xizhou, on top of Yijian Mountain and Wanjian Mountain.
A light boat from Pingshan and Hai floated in the air, and Qian Zheng stood beside him, both of them overlooking the land of Xizhou from a high place.
As the two people with the most special identity in the entire Xizhou, they overlooked the earth at night, and they felt a little emotional.
Ping Shanhai looked at it and said, "The seventh day, right?" β
Qian Zheng nodded and said, "It's the seventh day." β
The day they speak of is counted from the beginning of the alien invasion, and it is now exactly the seventh day.
Seven days ago, a large number of sword cultivators died on this land, and there were also a large number of cultivators who died on this continent called Tianchen.
"Everyone regards us as immortals, but the sky is dusty, and we are just a speck of dust under the sky." Ping Shanhai said lightly.
Qian Zhengyi, who is smiling on weekdays, does not have the slightest smile on his face.
The Heavenly Dust Continent also has a saying similar to the [First Seven], but there are similarities and differences with the [First Seven] on the earth.
Legend has it that on the seventh day after death, a person will come back to see it.
They will stay at home for one night.
Last night.
On this day, the name of Tianchen is [Soul Return].
The Pingshan Sea Sword was pulled out of its sheath, and the [Divine Sword] let out a sword sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth!
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Countless swords were unsheathed one after another, and the sound of swords rang out from this moment on, resounding everywhere in Xizhou.
Every sword sect in Xizhou has a sword mound.
At this moment, every ownerless sword also emitted a burst of sword sounds!
Some of them, seven days ago, had owners.
The sound of the sword in Manchuria gave people an endless shock!
If they can really return to their souls, so that they can hear, the spirit of Xizhou sword cultivation is still there!
If they could really see, so that they might know, at least at this moment......
ββThe mountains and rivers are safe, and the world is safe!
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Not only Xizhou, but now the entire Tianchen Continent is doing the same thing.
The catastrophe has come, and this matter cannot be hidden, and now even mortals know about it one after another.
In their eyes, such a catastrophe is tantamount to the fall of the sky.
But fortunately, there are people on the mountain, so give them a top first.
Tonight is the time of the [Soul Return], and many mortals under the mountain have spontaneously lit a bright lamp in front of their homes and hung it in front of their doors.
I heard that people can't see the road clearly after death, and it's very dark.
Give them a look.
One after another, the bright lights lit up all over the Tianchen Continent, emitting an orange-red, warm light.
If you look at it from a high place, you only feel that the Tianchen Continent tonight is brightly lit and beautiful.
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Thousands of lights, welcome home.