Looking at Fan Sheng's stunned expression, Lin Moyu knew that this straight man of steel had indeed not considered this, so he kindly explained for him: "The Kyushu human race, ordinary people only live for fifty or sixty years. Only when the foundation is successfully built by the cultivator will he be a hundred years old.

After concluding Jindan and Yuanying, it is possible to live to be two hundred years old, and when it is extinguished, it is not a problem to live to be three or five hundred years old. Therefore, in the Kyushu cultivation realm, everyone under the age of fifty is called a young man, and a male and female monk in his early twenties is called a teenager and a girl.

As for the marriage, although you are already twice the age of this little girl, it is actually nothing for the long life span of the Silent Extinction Realm. Otherwise, if you put it in an ordinary person's house, Gong Shangyu can be your daughter, how can she marry you?"

Fan Sheng was stunned, he really had never considered this. But isn't it, now he is thirty-seven years old, but Gong Shangyu is only eighteen, and it is still a year old to say that it is twice as much! It's just because everyone is a cultivator, and Fan Sheng didn't care about this.

Lin Moyu changed his words and continued: "But now, you don't have to care about the Silent Destruction Realm, but don't forget, no matter how much strength Gong Shangyu can exert, she is just a cultivator of the Foundation Realm after all.

If she can't conclude a golden pill, she will start to grow old in fifteen years at most, and after a hundred years, she will eventually turn into white bones, and then, what should you do?"

It was the first time that Fan Sheng faced up to the problem of the gap between the realms of the two, but he didn't panic too much in his heart. Because he knows what kind of character the National Teacher is, since he opened his mouth to himself, he naturally already has a way: "Please also ask the National Teacher to give advice." ”

Lin Moyu naturally didn't embarrass the two, so he had to say angrily: "There is naturally a way." Gong Shangyu's dual-attribute true qi has already stirred into a whirlpool, and it is indeed impossible for Jin Dan to conclude it again, and it is indeed impossible to talk about Yuan Ying and Silence, but ......"

"But what?" Gong Shangyu finally couldn't help but ask, somehow, she always felt that this good-looking son gave people an inexplicable feeling that they could be trusted.

Silently glancing at Bingruo, who was being lifted high, Lin Moyu continued: "However, above the silence, it is not impossible. ”

Fan Sheng didn't understand at all: "Master National Teacher, how can you break through your feelings and rob the creation if you don't die?"

"It's not necessary to break the love robbery. You, the one who is about to break through, are you really planning to let your newlywed wife stay alive and widowed without sorrow, joy, love or hatred?"

It was really the first time that Fan Sheng thought of this question. But isn't it, he feels that he has touched the threshold of creation, but is it true that he is going to break the seven emotions and drag Gong Shangyu for a lifetime?: "Please ask the National Teacher for advice." ”

Lin Moyu raised his head directly this time and looked at Bingruo's embarrassed figure: "The way is very simple, as long as he lets you go." ”

Bingruo's heart was shocked.

He knew! Lin Moyu actually knew about the Wuxian Domain!

Even Bingruo had just heard from Emperor Wuyan that the Kyushu Creation Realm was born because of the influence of his Infinite Domain, and he could never become a god's useless realm. But Lin Moyu, he obviously knew all this!

Lin Moyu naturally said it to Bingruo: "As long as your master lets you go, you don't have to conclude the Golden Pill anymore, skip the silence and creation, and directly enter the Tribulation Realm, and if the Tribulation is successful, you can be promoted to a god, and the lifespan is naturally endless." ”

Gong Shangyu was already stunned, and he didn't know what the good-looking son in front of him was talking about. But...... What a good-looking person said must be right, Gong Shangyu also raised his head and shouted at Bingruo: "Master, will you let me and Fan Sheng go!"

Lin Moyu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, this guy is really fooling: "He can't let you go now, so he needs the power of Xuanyuan Yishiyuan." You don't have to think about it, you just need to improve yourself and increase your chances of winning the championship first. ”

glanced meaningfully at Bingruo in the sky, Lin Moyu's gaze was full of different meanings, but it was just fleeting, disappearing like dripping water into the sea. Lin Moyu made such a play, and finally left the Xuan clan and returned to his own study room, leaving only Bingruo, who was hung high, messy in the wind.

How much else does he know about this man?

......

North, by the sea.

The vast ocean that had been blue and boundless was now a restless black-brown. The tide several feet high rushed to the shore one after another, and struck the huge rocks like ten thousand horses galloping, making a roar like the heavens and the earth cracking.

The wind howled and the churning foam had long lost its former rhythm, and with the tragedy of heroic service, it rushed to the shore again and again. The birds are extinct, and there is no trace of humanity on the coast, except for the shocking waves, which crash on the shore again and again.

This year was really a year of many disasters, before the black water demon wantonly invaded, the heavy rain in the north for several months, and then the Donglin Sect collapsed, countless shops and businesses that relied on the Donglin Sect for a living were completely suspended, and the people were displaced.

Then, just a few days after the calm, the boundless sea suddenly flooded, several zhang high waves continued to the sky, thousands of years without disasters in the boundless sea, the water level is higher than one day, the coastline continues to retreat, the original hundred rivers into the sea, but now it has become a hundred rivers irrigating the sea.

Every river is overflowing, spreading from the upstream, little by little, downstream, and no one knows what tomorrow will be like.

Now the Tianchi Sect, the only four major sects stationed in the northern border, naturally took on the responsibility of saving the floods. Almost all the disciples, regardless of their realm and age, threw themselves into this struggle against the flood.

However, no matter how much they built embankments or dug ditches, they could not stop the root cause of the floods. The flooded rivers are still flooding, and the Terran defenses are still retreating.

Soon, the Tianchi faction had no choice but to divert the flood water to some low-lying small cities. They sent Xiuzhen disciples to evacuate with the people in the city, and then dug the canal, allowing the river to swallow up the savings of the people in the city for generations.

This is no longer a way, and if they want more people to live, they can only sacrifice the interests of a few.

"Boss! Even the horizontal canal has been opened, the flood is coming soon, and we can't stop it!" A certain junior disciple of the Xiuzhen Sect, dressed in gray, ran to the head in a panic and knelt on the ground.

"What? Isn't it going to be flooded tomorrow? We haven't finished evacuating the people in the city yet!" The head of the sect got up suddenly, if Yuqing was here, he might remember that this was the first head of the Hengtong faction to come to the stage to provoke her in the Jiangshan Festival a few days ago.

"It's too late, it's too late. They said that Hong Feng came too early and couldn't control it, so he could only sacrifice us to pass through the city!"

The head of the Hengtong faction was cold in his heart. They were not an insignificant town, with tens of thousands of people in the city, and because they were not on the flood list, the men, women and children in the city were not evacuated in advance.

By the time they received the order to abandon the city and evacuate, it was already early this morning. The flood was supposed to be tomorrow, and he was still worrying about how to evacuate the tens of thousands of people in one day, but before two hours had passed, the flood was coming.

Their Hengtong Sect is the only cultivation sect in Tongcheng, and it can be regarded as a quasi-first-class force. Tongcheng big and small things are all Hengtong faction to make the decision, such as today's disaster, naturally only Hengtong faction itself on top.

"Gather all the disciples above the Jindan to gather at the mouth of the river, and the disciples below the Jindan will quickly lead the people in the city to evacuate!

"Yes!!"

The city was already in chaos, littered with belongings and belongings. But at this time, the people have long been unable to take care of these external things, and the flood is about to enter the city, and now it is their last chance to escape.

The head of the Hengtong faction stood at the mouth of the Lianheng Canal, looking at the upstream of the river with a faint gaze, as if he had seen the rolling flood of the main trunk breaking and discharging.

He should have known that he would come to this point, how could that group of people who put the overall situation first care about their insignificant small town.

Thinking about it the day before yesterday, when he heard the Great Elder of the Tianchi Sect confronting the patriarch of the Xuan clan, he still felt indignant, and together with the people of thousands of sects, he accused the patriarch of the Xuan clan of being selfish and selfish because of small losses. But today's disaster finally came to his head, looking at the simple and innocent people behind him, looking at the disciples of their Hengtong Sect who were fighting to the death, his heart was really full of bitterness.

Is this retribution?

Only when the calamity comes to one's head will you know how painful it is?

The water level has already begun to rise, and the head of the Hengtong faction shouted loudly, and all the true qi of the peak realm of Yuanying was mobilized, forming an artificial barrier at the mouth of the river. The disciples of the Hengtong Sect behind him also formed a large array to block this flood from the city.

Their true qi can't be endless, and this flood can't be stopped by a few cultivators at all, but as long as they can stand for a moment, they will have to fight for the people in the city to get a point of life.

The yellow-brown water was rolling and the sky was still pouring torrentially. In the city, the crowd left the city as orderly as possible under the leadership of the disciples of the Hengtong Sect, and the people running at the front were all young and strong youths, who were able to lead the large army to increase their speed without hindering the people behind.

They are also the people who have the most hope of gaining a chance of life.

However, chaos still came, and as soon as someone fell, they were immediately trampled under the feet of those behind them. Although people feel more secure, once they are frightened, fear and panic can spread faster than usual.

No one knows if they have a tomorrow.

The head of the Hengtong faction persisted at the mouth of the river for two hours before finally exhausting all his true qi. At the moment when the flood submerged him, he finally couldn't help but think of if, if it was the patriarch of the Xuan clan......

Is she, like the Tianchi faction, not to give up the innocent people in her city so easily.