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But tonight is not destined to be quiet.

The dozens of large and small sects gathered here were all lit up without exception, and under the lights, there were swaying figures.

Under the inquiries of countless anxious elders, these teenagers who had experienced more than ten days of fatigue had to cheer up and answer those non-stop questions one by one.

The tense nerves of the people who had just returned had just relaxed, and the pent-up exhaustion was pouring in, but of course the young people knew the key to the word information, so they also had red eyes, gritted their teeth, and kept confiding what they knew and saw.

These things have to be said for a long time, but there are not many people involved in Yuan Lai, and as for Fu Xuan, their memories are even rarer, and Yuan Lai isolated them at that time, so they didn't see the battle with Fu Xuan at all.

After Shentu Wojia came out, he also calmly carried this matter on his shoulders, of course, this caused a burst of shock among the major sects, never expected that Fu Xuan, an older generation of great cultivators who had been in the northern land and had been deeply cultivated in the four realms for many years, would die in such a way in the grassland armor world.

However, in line with Shen Tu's judgment, everyone's attention to Fu Xuan's death was far less than that of the previous incident where Linjiang Immortal was killed, and Fu Xuan's popularity was bad enough, and no one said anything.

Of course, this matter will not really be without waves, but everyone has no time to discuss this matter for the time being.

The moon rises tomorrow, and the cold light shines.

As the understanding of the matter came to an end, the tired young people were forced by the teachers to go to sleep and rest to recover.

And those elders of the division are still sleepless.

Those with fewer casualties immediately put their minds into thinking about the next situation, while those with too many casualties among their disciples were even more sad and bitter.

The night is long, and there are many things to think about and discuss.

To the north of the camp was the residence of the generals of the Northwest Army, and the room of Shentu Wojia was also brightly lit at this time.

This world-famous warrior was concentrating on holding a pen in his hand at this time.

Different people may hold the pen in the same posture, but the temperament revealed is completely different.

The difference between literati and warriors is even more severe.

Shen Tu lifted the pen and wrote it, not like writing, but like holding a knife to cut and scratch, and falling on the paper like a sharp knife breaking armor.

One stroke at a time, full of paper killing.

A moment later, a letter written in the Northwest Army's unique encryption method was completed, and Shen Tu pushed open the window and shot a strange-looking eagle from a high flagpole in the camp.

Shen Tu tied the letter expressionlessly, and then patted the back of the terrifying giant eagle very softly, and said softly, "Go ahead." ”

I saw that the giant eagle's body moved, and when it landed, it was like an arrow shot by a hundred-stone strong bow, and it swooped into the sky.

A moment later, I saw a black shadow slowly piercing eastward on the huge full moon in the dome.

......

Yuan Lai returned to his room, lying on the bed tossing and turning but unable to sleep.

The rest of the three people of the Yun Sect were placed by him in the unarmor world, and they were very safe, and when he came out, he had already taught Daye to wait with peace of mind.

Now he has a lot of things to face, and it's very chaotic, because there are so many, he doesn't know what to do for a while.

After tossing and turning for a while, he rolled over and sat up, and began to meditate cross-legged, and his mind sank.

This was the first time since he advanced to the Three Realms that he had examined his condition in such a quiet environment.

After breaking through the Three Realms, the upper limit of the vitality that the body can hold has increased by a large level, and the meridians have also been broadened a lot, and the time required to strengthen the body is not obvious for the time being.

The vitality vortex in the dantian may have become much larger because of the breaking realm, it was originally just a small whirlpool, but now it burst out with a faint golden glow, faintly like a nebula.

According to Yuan Lai's guess, the Yuan Qi Spring hidden in the Yunzong Mountain Gate must also be a divine object, and the reason why it appeared in his body should be because of his identity as the sect master.

With this spring water, Yuan Lai silently calculated, at the current speed, he wanted to accumulate the thickness of the Yuan Qi to the peak of the Three Realms just around the corner.

With his appearance in front of these many four realms, he urgently needs to improve his strength, otherwise sooner or later he will be swallowed by those people.

The confinement in the sea of consciousness has long disappeared, and the divine consciousness of the three realms does not seem to have changed much, but the sea of knowledge has also expanded a lot, and there is a premonition of some kind of transformation, it should be that the time has not come, Yuan Lai is not in a hurry, and he is waiting for the melon to ripen and fall with peace of mind.

Finally, your own heart.

At this time, Yuan Lai's heart had already faded from the image of flesh and blood, and the color showed three colors: red, purple, and gold, and on it were intricate patterns, which contained his own way of destiny, the nine-point exquisite heart that devoured and fused, and the mysterious purple light from the fragments of meteorite stars.

The three forces fused together and condensed into a non-virtual but real object.

Feeling the vitality transmitted by the beating of his heart, Yuan Lai sighed with emotion, the only pity is that his Dao is the weakest in comparison, and he can only wait to slowly eat away at the Nine Exquisite Hearts to strengthen himself.

As for his own foundation and the way of fate, although Yuan Lai has already begun to form, his understanding of it is not deep enough, he only knows that it is a way to cut off fate, and deeper things still need to be retreated and settled to fully understand, and this is not in a hurry, so he can only wait for the opportunity.

Yuan Lai finished watching, looked out the window, and was silent looking at a piece of light.

Then he suddenly muttered to himself that the car went to the front of the mountain, and then simply stripped off and went to sleep.

......

A dreamless night.

Early morning.

In the real world, although the early spring is approaching, the weather is still cold and dry.

A few days ago, it snowed heavily, and although the camp was cleaned, it was still white in the distance.

When the sunlight slanted to the window, Yuan Lai woke up, lying on the window and rubbing his eyes to look at the cold winter scene outside, but he didn't react for a while.

After a while, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, the seasons of the two worlds are different, yesterday there was rain, and this morning it was a sunny and snowy day.

"It's back, it's back. He muttered, and then went out to fetch water, washed his head and face, and the nearby guards recognized him, and brought breakfast to Yuan Lai.

In the cold breeze, Yuan Lai swallowed half a bowl of white porridge, and then asked a familiar guard soldier nearby about the situation in Kansai, and learned that Kansai had not returned after leaving, so he nodded, and then casually asked a few more about the current situation in the barracks.

This guard has also been instructed, knowing that Yuan Lai has a lot to do with the marshal, since he is his own person, he naturally knows everything, but his status is not high, and his knowledge is limited, but it also gives Yuan Lai a little bit of the current situation.

After thanking the guard, Yuan Lai prepared to go to Shen Tu, but when he arrived at Shen Tu's room, he found that it was empty, and the guard guarding the door knew him first, and immediately said, "The big marshal was invited to the council hall just now." ”

Yuan Lai was puzzled: "Oh, go there so early?"

"Yes, I heard that the people of those sects were already sitting in it when it was just dawn. ”

Yuan Lai chuckled, "They are quite fast. ”

Suddenly, a voice came: "They are not fast, but urgent!"

Yuan Lai turned his head to look, and saw Han Baohu walking forward.

"Oh, what are they anxious about?" asked Yuan Lai with a smile.

Han Baohu walked closer, looked at him, and said seriously: "Of course, I am in a hurry to pump your bones and divide your flesh!"