In the blink of an eye, Qin Lin hid in his small room. Although it was the end of the year, Du Kang was busy with the exploration of ore veins, which was the biggest business of the Three Dynasties Chamber of Commerce at present, and finding it earlier was a huge harvest for the Three Dynasties Chamber of Commerce.

Yi Yifu didn't come back, he didn't even go back to Yi's house. As a person who broke out of the family, how could he have the face to go back at this time? Qin Lin knew in his heart that the reason why his brother kept himself busy was perhaps to make him less sad on this memorable day.

Wang Er came, but on such days, both of them had more or less reservations.

"I still remember when I was in Izumi City, I was in Xiangfuhe at that time, and it was actually quite good·······" There is no moon tonight, there is not much starlight, and the winter in the north is cloudy, "Now that I think about it, in fact, if I didn't agree to be with you, it would have been good..."

"What nonsense are you talking about······" Qin Lin scolded with a smile, "At the beginning····· It's really good. ”

When they were out of the water city, although their cultivation was not as good as now, and their status was not as good as now, at least they would not be depressed because of trivial matters, and they would not be sad and remembered because of parting.

"People, as we get older, we have more troubles····· Wang Er handed Qin Lin a pot of wine, this kind of wine is not Du Kang's wine, or it is a kind of wine that is taken casually on the street, and the bitterness and spicinessness in it are more suitable for the current state of mind, "It's like drinking······ When I first started drinking, I didn't know the true meaning of alcohol, I just wanted to get drunk·····"

"After gradually getting acquainted with it, what I drink is the mood, I drink it when I am happy, and I drink it when I am unhappy······"

Qin Lin always felt that something was wrong when he listened, and when did he drink his feelings?

Drinking alcohol is no longer a kind of entertainment, but has become a culture, a symbol······· The ancients said that when a thousand cups of wine meet a confidant, what is said less is the mood, but also the culture.

If you drink with someone, they will pour three glasses. It's not necessarily that you don't have a good amount of alcohol, but you don't want to continue······

"It's the same as the trouble... What's the matter?" Qin Lin didn't understand where Wang Er's theme was today, and he felt a little gag, "The mood is determined by life, and the mood will naturally be affected when you have more troubles." ”

"But ······"

"But with you······· There's always a lot of wine to drink······"

The two of them toasted together, this sentence can be regarded as saying that in this life, there are only two or three confidants. No matter when and where, no matter what mood or state, as long as there are conditions, you can sit down for a drink, talk about the recent situation, talk about the future, and talk about the past, it's good.

"Inner Words ·····" Wang Er took a sip of wine, and the hot feeling made him close his eyes uncontrollably, "I actually don't like to cheat me·······"

Speaking of which, Qin Lin had already understood that today's theme was still revolving around the endless incident. Wang Er doesn't like to fight very much, which is traceable in his previous life, after following Du Kang in Izumi City, basically everything is Du Kang's appearance, and he is only responsible for business advice.

"I don't like it either..." Qin Lin said bluntly, this is the first time he really revealed his intentions, he has never mentioned it to anyone, there is no need and no opportunity, "You dare to believe it, when I was in Jiangnan, I actually wanted two or three acres of land, sunrise and sunset·····"

If it weren't for the family accident, if it wasn't for the eldest brother's difficulties, if it wasn't for Tianruo's death······ Or even today, he is still dreaming like this, a dream that is out of reach.

Sometimes, it's not like you can really do what you want, there will be countless troubles and countless troubles in life chasing you, making you too busy to take care of yourself, making you forget your original intention, and you can only be passively chased by such and such trivial things, until the end······· More and more remote from the heart.

This... That is, life, that is, rivers and lakes.

"Same..." Wang Er raised his glass again, "Respect for parents, respect for brothers·····"

"Respectfully······ Parent ····· Mother ·····"" Respect my brother ········"

When it comes to his mother, Qin Lin always has endless regrets in his heart, what a warm and beautiful word it is. Ordinary people say that father's love is like a mountain and mother's love is like the sea, he feels the greatness of his father, but his mother ······

He had never heard his father mention it. It has always been forbidden to talk about him in the family, including his mother.

So, who is the mother?

He didn't know, and because of this, he was sad.

This night, the two drank a lot together and talked a lot. Compared with the bright lights of the thousands of homes in Jinyun City, the aggregation of the two is a little more sad, and there is one less flavor - the flavor of the New Year.

The joy and happiness that should always be there on the day of family reunion cannot be found here between the two, and it is more vivid between them, like two lonely hearts snuggling together, looking for the warmth that each other thinks.

Wang Er left the next day, and after the general environment in the Golden Triangle stabilized, it was time for him to go out.

Qin Lin cultivated in his own small room.

Regarding Excalibur Flash, the last time the dean's letter mentioned the comprehension of the third artistic conception, he is trying, and the opponent he has encountered should use the artistic conception of fire the most.

Fire is furious, with extremely strong attack power and explosive ability, and can inflict great damage on opponents in a split second.

When he was in the secret realm, he saw the mystery of the fire of the last flame, that kind of fiery and that kind of rage, it was indeed very tempting.

The comprehension of the artistic conception of ice was completed in the cold cave of the Snow Mountain, where the Snow Lotus was cultivated, and there were relics of the Snow Emperors of the past dynasties, and those residual frosts helped him a lot.

The comprehension of the artistic conception of thunder was completed in Thundercloud Mountain. Thunder Rhino, the guardian beast of Thundercloud Mountain, gave him inspiration and medium, and he finally comprehended the power of thunder after countless attempts in a year.

Now I want to comprehend the third type, and I really have no clue.

He took out many fire-type spiritual materials from the Void Ring, and these spiritual materials had appeared, and the air in the entire room and even the entire courtyard began to change. If it weren't for the fact that these spiritual materials were all in a sealed state, I was afraid that this room would be burned by the power of fire contained in the spiritual materials in an instant.

"No... This ······ It's not right..."

He carefully held each spiritual material in his hand, wanting to feel the heat, but he couldn't find a good entrance, either the seal was too good and he couldn't feel the power of fire, or the power contained in the spiritual material itself was too weak, and he couldn't start.

In a whole day, he took out more than a thousand spiritual materials, but none of them could really let him cultivate.

In this process, Qin Lin gradually felt that something was wrong·······

"What the hell is this······· What······ Situation ······"

Suddenly a huge wave was set off in the sea of consciousness, and when his consciousness descended here, it was already a mess. Countless wind and waves gathered from all directions and collided fiercely.

The internal manifestation of this state is that the soul is out of control, and it is the chaos that can only occur when the soul power cannot be well coordinated and unified, and the external manifestation is that Qin Lin burst out of countless spiritual power tides up and down his body, blowing the entire house away·····

"Steady, steady, steady·····" He sat cross-legged on top of the sea of consciousness, trying to calm himself down, this kind of violent tsunami lasted for a long time, and it was not impossible for the sea of consciousness to shrink and collapse if it was serious.

If it really became like that, once Qin Lin's Divine Consciousness Sea collapsed, his entire divine soul would be scattered all over his body, and he would not be able to condense it together, and he would become a fool.

It's not that a fool doesn't have a soul, it's just that his own consciousness can't bring his soul together to form a unified cognition of things and the world, and he becomes a fool in the eyes of normal people.

But as time passed, Qin Lin gradually realized that this was not a sign of his soul confusion. The real harm comes from beneath the sea of divine consciousness, and it is the internal factors that cause the sea of divine consciousness to not be calmed down.

"What the hell..." At this time, after he noticed it, he realized that there was a huge energy source hidden under the sea of divine consciousness, and this kind of energy source that did not belong to himself was beyond his control, which caused the current situation.

So he could only jump.