There are four puddles in total, and only one is lit with blue light.

"Why hasn't Lord Xian come here yet?"

When Su Changsheng was filling the first puddle, he found that the green mangs of the green cow had not yet spread to the sea area where Zhengyuan was located.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Could it be that something is wrong?

"Moo!"

The little green cow came with two grasses in his mouth.

When it stuffed the grass into two puddles, the grass actually took root and emitted a green fluorescence.

"Can you still grow grass here?"

He was more curious about where the grass came from than about growing grass.

However, Xiao Qingniu did not mean to explain, but asked Su Changsheng to fill the fourth puddle.

With the inflow of water from the Yellow River.

The fourth puddle also lit up with a blue glow.

When the little green cow was digging a pit, the green mang also radiated to the abyss of the deep sea.

The water ran down the young man's neck and was about to touch his chin.

"Little Eight, don't give up, I will definitely save you!"

The whip of the mind stretches out.

The length has doubled, but the distance between the shore and the youth is still one-twentieth.

Su Changsheng's pupils shrank suddenly.

If Zhengyuan is still far away from the shore while sinking, then there is still a chance.

If it's just that the spatial disorder distorts the line of sight, it seems that the distance is not far, but it is thousands of miles away.

In that case, it's really troublesome.

Su Changsheng sighed lightly.

He also hoped that he was thinking about it complicated, maybe Zhengyuan's spiritual light was really just drifting far away in the deep sea.

But things can't always be thought of as good.

When the opponent is an old master who has crawled out of the abyss, it is never an exaggeration to speculate on the other party's mind with even the greatest malice.

If it wants to fool itself and the bull, it can create a visual trap.

The despair of seeing hope is the deepest despair.

Su Changsheng was not in a hurry and poured water into the second and third puddles.

The two grasses emitted a brighter green glow under the irrigation of the Yellow River.

"Hey, why are they crooked?"

Under Su Changsheng's stunned eyes, the two grasses actually bent their heads and plunged into the first and fourth puddles.

The arcs of two cyanometric semicircles are like the corners of the mouths of two people crying.

Su Changsheng's spiritual light dimmed, and he could only leave here with Qingniu.

After leaving the bottom of Zhengyuan's heart, Su Changsheng was a little sad.

If it was really the second case, Su Changsheng's plan to use Shi Meng would be in vain.

Seeing that Su Changsheng was not in a very good mood, Zhengyuan hesitated for a moment, but still said categorically: "Senior Su, I still have salvation, you must not give up." ”

After saying that, he went to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Su Changsheng was a little surprised, but he also cheered up.

If the patient has the will to self-awaken, even if he is terminally ill, there is a possibility of recovery.

The two-way rush between doctors and patients is not just a bloody romance drama.

External stimuli can only be assisted, and self-salvation is the key.

Under the internal and external sandwich, the root of the disease can also be eradicated.

At that time, won't everyone be happy when the dead situation is alive?

"Changsheng, there's something I want to discuss with you."

Hua Shenyue pushed Su Changsheng into a vacant courtyard.

"Xiaohua, what's wrong?"

Su Changsheng had never seen Hua Shenyue so serious and solemn.

"Changsheng, I will ascend after a month, and I hope you will be there then."

"So fast."

Su Changsheng subconsciously wanted to stand up.

As a result, the person did not stand up and almost fell.

Hua Shenyue hugged Su Changsheng, kissed him lightly on the forehead, and said reluctantly: "Sister Drunk has calculated the auspicious day of my Ascension Tribulation, and I also find that my strength is becoming more and more difficult to suppress." ”

Five years reduced to one month.

Su Changsheng deliberately measured his bone age again.

The mentality is a little explosive, and there are some regrets inexplicably.

His bone age had regressed to ten years old.

But.

After the flower god moon soars, will he be able to accept female apprentices?

Tianjiao is already scarce, if he wants to collect enough three thousand Tianjiao, it is impossible to give up female Tianjiao.

In this case, it wouldn't be very uncomfortable for Kazumi to leave earlier.

The psychiatrist's self-soothing is about to become instinctive.

Even.

Su Changsheng's self-consolation had been strengthened into a talent.

Whether it's resistance to pain, or hope for the future.

Even in despair, Su Changsheng could think normally.

In a sense, he really has to thank Shi Man for ten years of oppression.

"Xiaohua, I will always stand behind you, you have to prepare for the ascension now, but you must not be distracted anymore."

Hua Shenyue shook her head and said, "I have already prepared for the Ascension Tribulation. ”

"Changsheng, before I ascend, can you not succeed to the position of head of the sect first?"

Su Changsheng was surprised, he finally understood what Hua Shenyue meant.

In the inheritance of the master.

After succeeding to the position of head of the sect, he should immediately go to the secret realm of Xuqingtian to retreat.

The length varies from one to five years.

She was afraid that Su Changsheng would miss her ascension.

But she forgot that the Ascension Tribulation was only once.

There is no chance of trial and error.

Success, into the heavens and immortals and immortality.

Failure, when the scattered immortals are trapped in this world, they will eventually become loess.

"Absolutely."

The pinnacle of the Mahayana realm is a secret when and where the time and place are all secrets.

Generally, it is impossible to tell others about this kind of thing.

But Hua Shenyue told him.

The trust of delivering his life, how could Su Changsheng refuse.

"Changsheng, you're so good, but why has your bone age become smaller again?"

Su Changsheng's height, age, and appearance have not changed, and he is still the same as when he awakened his talent map at the age of twelve or thirteen.

But only the bone age has grown to 10 years old.

"It's all the help of Luoshui's seniors."

Su Changsheng was also distressed.

Thirty years in his previous life and seventy years in this life, how can he be said to be a centenarian.

Outcome.

Now the skin is so tender that it seems to be dripping, and the bone age is fixed at ten years old.

If he dyes his hair white, he is really worthy of a crane-haired childish face.

However, he is now more worthy of the four words Qingyun Tong.

"Changsheng, leave the affairs of the head to me, you are not allowed to run around anymore."

Watching the white-clothed man leave, Su Changsheng sighed lightly.

What is lost is always in turmoil.

He wanted to run, but he lost that ability.

The machine chair was made by Fuyu, and Su Changsheng was easy to use.

"Where have all the new disciples gone?"

Su Changsheng also wanted to get three more wools, but he didn't see them during the meal.

There was no one in their room either.

But.

He ran into Niu Xiaoqi with an excited face.

"They're all training, what's wrong Master, are you looking for them?"

Su Changsheng looked Niu Xiaoqi up and down, and wondered: "What is so happy, have you memorized the exercises of "Blue Tour Zhuang Butterfly"?" ”

"Not yet, but disciple, I'm already a master of the Reflection Realm!"

Seeing that Xiao Shi was so excited, Su Changsheng said with a dark face: "You are so happy to increase your life span by ten years?" If you can't memorize the whole exercise before dinner, you won't be going down tomorrow. ”

"Master, I know it's wrong."

Niu Xiaoqi was cold from head to foot, and immediately ran back to his room to endorse.

After Zheng Yuan saw Su Changsheng in the distance, he consciously came over and pushed the machine chair.

"Senior Su, they are all practicing boxing in the martial arts academy."

Martial Arts Academy.

There is the supervision of the boss Luo Ye.

The three new disciples felt the horror and oppression that they had never felt before.

I haven't been practicing for long, and I'm already sweating profusely.

The heat condensed overhead, and sweat spilled onto the ground.

Even if they punched until their legs were filled with lead, they didn't dare to stop to rest, and they didn't even dare to look at Luo Ye.

Compared with Xiao Jiufangyuan, the boss Luo Ye is full of anger.

When he was young, his name could make children stop crying and make his peers flee in a hurry.

It's just that the years are urging people to get old, and he is now old, and his murderous spirit is not as good as it was back then.

However, although others are no longer in the rivers and lakes, his name is still circulating on the list of rivers and lakes.

"It's hard work, keep your share of the meal, go eat some while it's hot."

In this world, the only person who dares to call him Xiaoye in front of him is Su Changsheng.

Others dare to call it that, and they always want to see some blood.