Jian Chen, who returned to the room, just wanted to lie down and rest, and the little Lori ran to Jian Chen's room again.

"Brother Jianchen, I see that you are very bored these days, let's go out for a walk." Little Lori said coquettishly.

Jian Chen wanted to say no, but he couldn't stand the little Lori, so he had to be pulled out by the little Lori. Jian Wan'er first took Jian Chen to eat, and when she ate, she desperately put vegetables into Jian Chen's bowl, so that Jian Chen was full. said that he told Jian Chen to grow up quickly, hearing this, Jian Chen muttered in his heart You are not that old, and swept Jian Wan'er with his afterglow from time to time.

After dinner, the two of them walked around here and there, the weather was in spring, there was no trace of chill in winter, and some were just spring flowers. There are also a lot of beautiful scenery, which makes Jian Chen feel that the irritability and boredom of the past two days of cultivation have been eliminated a lot. After a long stroll, the two sat on the edge of the cliff and looked at the stars together.

Strange to say, this otherworldly starry sky is no different from the earth. Seeing this familiar sky, Jian Chen's heart unconsciously gave birth to a kind of loneliness and loneliness. Wan'er on the side didn't feel that she held Jian Chen's grip tighter when she saw this, and felt that as soon as she let go of Jian Chen, she would leave this world and leave him. It took a long time for Jian Chen to retreat from that emotion.

Jian Wan'er saw that Jian Chen was in a good mood, so she took Jian Chen's hand and asked Jian Chen to tell her a story.

As soon as I listen to the story, coax you little brat, I don't have a lot of stories in the 5,000-year history of China. Jian Chen's hand, first told a story about the smell of chickens dancing, Xiao Nizi was stunned for a while, and after listening to it, she was determined that from tomorrow onwards, she must get up early, practice martial arts hard, and protect Jian Chen. Hearing this sword dust, I couldn't cry or laugh.

Seeing that the time was still early, Jianchen talked about the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl again, and when she heard that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl met and fell in love, Wan'er couldn't help but show envy.

Hearing that the two of them were in love with each other and running a small family together, Wan'er showed her yearning, and finally heard that the queen mother separated the two of them, and they could only meet once a year, Jian Wan'er actually scolded this old witch, what do you mix with the little two. Hearing that this sword dust mourned for a few minutes for the queen mother who didn't know where, I can't help you, and you will be scolded in this other world. Then I began to feel that girls are really sentimental.

The two of them lay quietly on the edge of the cliff, looking at the beautiful starry sky overhead, no one was talking, afraid that someone would break this trace of tranquility. A meteor crossed the sky, and Jian Chen called Wan'er to make a wish.

Wan'er was stunned. Seeing that it was Jian Chen's explanation, he didn't say anything, and he made a promise with his hands together. Jian Chen said on the side that in a distant place, there is such a country, and it is said that it will be very spiritual to make a wish when you see a meteor.

Hearing this little girl, she sighed and regretted that she couldn't make a wish quickly. At this time, another meteor fell from the sky. Jian Chen couldn't help but curse that this is a meteor shower, damn.

Why did this meteor disappear so quickly, Jian Wan'er sighed there.

Jian Chen looked at the fleeting meteor and couldn't help but sigh: people are as fleeting as this meteor.

Thinking of the words in the anti-heaven formula, no peerless Tianjiao can be worth the glory of eternity. Each master is amazingly talented, but in the end, what can be left except a legend. Yes, time is a pig-killing knife that can erase everything. No matter how tough you are, the rock of tenacity cannot withstand the impact of the years like flowing water. A sense of sadness of years rippled in Jian Chen's heart, if this is the case, why do my monks still cultivate, after all, dust will return to dust.

Jian Chen's heart fell into contradictions. Jian Chen didn't know that he was enchanted. It is very dangerous, and if you can't get out, it will be a great constraint on your future cultivation. One question after another popped up in his mind, what exactly is cultivation? To make a name for yourself? For the sake of fame, what is the point of cultivation. At this time, the scene of being bullied by the gangsters that night appeared in Jian Chen's mind, and Jian Wan'er was almost bullied. Jian Chen shouted, "No, I can't. ”

Jian Wan'er on the side was frightened, shook Jian Chen's hand and asked, "Brother Jian Chen, what's wrong with you, don't scare me"

But Jian Wan'er shook it for a long time, and Jian Chen didn't react.

This is Jian Chen's psychological test to the most critical time, I can't let this happen, I want to become stronger, cultivation is useful, I need him to guard, protect the people I love, and protect everything around me. Who said that after ten thousand years, the years will wither, and I will let the years be in my hands.

When Jian Chen thought of this, the changes between heaven and earth should not be the contact of Jian Chen's level, and it was not tolerated by heaven and earth to realize this early. Heaven does not allow anyone who disobeys him. A glimmer of light descended from the night sky, enveloping the sword dust. Jian Chen's instant entered the illusion. And Jian Wan'er on the side was pushed aside by the power of the heavens.

Jian Chen felt like he was in another world. I was just born, and I grew up slowly. Had a wonderful childhood. Later, he married a beautiful wife. has his own family, which makes Jian Chen very attached to his current life. But all the good things were slowly broken, and when Jian Chen was fifty years old, Jian Chen's parents passed away one after another.

Time passed little by little, when Jian Chen was sixty years old, his wife who spent his life with Jian Chen also died, and Jian Chen's heart felt a little cold. At seventy-two, the god of death finally descended on him, Jian Chen felt the lingering pain on his body, and felt that the god of death was approaching him little by little, very resistant but helpless. Closed his eyes in pain.

Reincarnation is one life after another. In this life, Jian Chen is a peerless master, and he has been constantly challenging masters since his debut, no, today he is challenging the world's master Wu Cangqiong in Tianzhu Peak. The two were on par at first, but Jian Chen's fighting talent was so rebellious, and he realized and grew a little bit in the duel. Three days after the battle, Jian Chen walked down the mountain, carrying a blood-dripping sword in his hand.

With a little bit of growth, Jian Chen will one day stand at the pinnacle of the world, and no one can beat him. Jian Chen enjoyed this feeling very much. But as the years passed, Jian Chen's aging little by little, although the majesty was still the same, the fact that he was getting old did not change. Until one day he felt the coming of death, he was unwilling, he struggled, he searched the three mountains and five mountains and failed to find a way to resist, so he had to disappear little by little in his unwillingness. Watching himself turn into dust little by little, Jian Chen's heart was indescribably desolate.

Jian Chen also forgot how many lives this is? Jian Chen, who is immersed in reincarnation, is busy coping with the imperial examination. At the end of a swim, Jianchen saw a middle-aged woman singing a desolate song on the boat, singing about the helplessness of the passage of time and the loss of youth.

In the past, thousands of people went by, but now there is no one to pity. In the past, the young man quarreled with his head, and today the old man is desolate.

Hearing this, Jian Chen's elegant eyes flashed with an epiphany. The light like a torch in his eyes saw through this reincarnation of thousands of years. Jian Chen shouted: Heaven and earth want to cover my eyes, but I never thought that I could see all this clearly. If I can't continue the glory of thousands of years, I will be as high as the sky. See when this Heavenly Way will die.

After this hint of understanding, Jian Chen felt that his sword intent needed something, and the ups and downs of eternity could not extinguish his peerless appearance, and his sword intent would last forever. Immortal. Jian Chen, who was indulged in reincarnation, really woke up, and he began to integrate this perception into his fighting spirit. Begin his promotion. He knew that this was the perception he wanted, and the time had come to advance to the fourth level and turn into a sword cultivator.

For this sword intent: Jian Chen called it the sword intent of the years.