Chapter Seventy-Four: Spring in the Pot for Thousands of Years
When the last stroke of the brush fell with the golden hand bone, the whole world, time seemed to freeze in an instant.
Dream!
The dream word of the seal!
This is Le Chen's realization, the realization under the rules of this world!
This is also Lechen's choice!
Your world is just a dream for me!
I don't want to go to Yujing in my dreams!
I don't want to live for a thousand years, but the axe is rotten!
This body is not to this life, but to what life!
My way, my life, my obsession, your little pot world, how do you understand?!
The raging wind in the ice and snow world suddenly dissipated, and the entire white ice and snow world gradually seemed to become ice carving, and the beauty was infinite.
"Bang" sounded softly, the light curtain at the entrance fluctuated slightly, and then, faintly, behind the light curtain, there was a peach orchard, like a mirage, illusory and real.
At the same time, the light shrouded in the bookcase, when Le Chen withdrew his hand, automatically enveloped Le Chen's body with a soft force, helping Le Chen repair his badly injured hands, as if the energy was balanced, and the corroded flesh and blood that Le Chen was corroded at the beginning slowly grew.
"This can't ......" Sun Acai's head muttered, slowly, turned into a skeleton, turned into decay, a gust of wind blew, the skull turned into powder, turned into gravel, flew with the breeze, and dissipated.
Le Chen lowered his head, looked at the hands that had given birth to fresh flesh and blood, and felt the changes in the organs, meridians and even flesh and blood in his body, he knew that his flesh body had reached an extremely terrifying intensity, but he was afraid that it was a firearm, and it could no longer be injured.
Looking back, Xiao Wan and Bai Man were extremely surprised on their faces, but looking at the outside world, they were a little uneasy in their eyes, and they didn't even dare to go out now, because according to Sun Acai, eight months had passed in the pot, and they were afraid that it would be a hundred years in the world, and they didn't dare to imagine what they would do if it was the world outside a hundred years later.
Staring at the mirage-like peach orchard in the air, Rhubarb is eager to try.
Le Chen turned around, walked to the old man's body, bowed slightly, squatted down, his hands were like steel claws, and grabbed the ice cubes on the ground, Xiao Wan and Bai Man hurriedly came to help when they saw this.
Soon an ice pit several feet deep appeared, and Le Chen put the old man's body in it and buried it with ice and snow.
Although the corpses are immortal here, the violent corpse wilderness is not a gift to the dead.
As for the so-called talisman robe on the old man's body, Le Chen did not move, if it was really as the old man said, his cloth robe had such a miraculous effect, he would not be caught and tortured by Sun Acai, not to mention Le Chen's current body, there is no need for this so-called talisman treasure that is neither beautiful nor practical.
"Let's go!" After muttering for a while in front of the old man's tomb, Le Chen looked at the world outside the light curtain.
Then three people and one dog, the vertical light curtain, a few soft sounds, disappeared.
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The spring is bright, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, the butterflies are flying among them, and the peach orchard is beautiful and beautiful.
In the middle of the peach orchard, there is a peach tree, but unlike other peach trees, this peach tree has a weak trunk and no flower buds to spit out.
And if ordinary people come to the peach orchard and count the peach trees from beginning to end, they will inevitably undercount this one.
In the soil in front of this weak peach tree, there is a blue and white porcelain wine pot half-buried, I don't know how long it has been buried, and it is already covered with mud.
On this day, the blue and white porcelain wine pot that had been buried for I don't know how many years seemed to move suddenly, a light curtain appeared, and several black shadows appeared in the peach orchard out of thin air.
The two butterflies that were playing and chasing were frightened and flew off into the distance.
"It's back......" Le Chen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and when he looked back and saw the peach tree that had not yet borne fruit, he felt at ease, this peach tree had not changed much, it looked like it was still the same as before, it would take seven or eight years to bear fruit.
It's just that now the spring breeze is blowing, and it is autumn when I and others leave.
With a wave of Le Chen's palm, the blue and white porcelain wine jug disappeared, and he was included in Sumeru mustard.
At this time, a non-existent aura rose from the ground and slowly became rich.
Le Chen's face changed, and only then did he save it, this sun and moon pot suppressed the aura of the Spirit Gathering Array, and from the changes in the peach tree in the eye of the array, he wanted to deduce how many years he had been away, but he was carving a boat to ask for a sword.
"Woo", the rhubarb, who was already running in the peach orchard like a joy, roared with a threatening meaning.
But then, it barked twice as if it was cheerful, and withdrew its vigilance, presumably meeting an acquaintance.
"Rhubarb, are you really Rhubarb? Where have you run all these years? You, are you still alive?" a man about thirty years old shouted in surprise and squatted in front of Rhubarb.
Le Chen, Xiao Wan and Bai Man, three figures, suddenly appeared behind him.
He looked back alertly, his face a little stunned, and then he became shocked.
Le Chen looked at him quietly, the simple face of the big man, déjà vu, but when he saw the big man's deformed arm, Le Chen's eyes suddenly froze.
"Xiao Wan, Miss Bai, Le Chen, Brother Le Chen?" the big man looked at the three people in front of him in surprise, Xiao Wan needless to say, even Miss Bai's sexy and beautiful had left an indelible impression on him, but he didn't remember that Miss Bai was mixed-race? Why did she look so much like a Chinese-European mixed-race? The bridge of the nose was high, the face was pointed, and the sapphire-like deep eyes were so beautiful, perhaps, after so many years, I remembered it wrong? And this young man is somewhat similar to Brother Le Chen, but his skin is fair, not as dark as Brother Le Chen.
"Dali, are you Dali?" Xiao Wan's delicate little face was also full of surprise, Dali, is you so old?
"Hu Li......" Le Chen exhaled softly.
"It's really Xiaowan, Brother Le Chen, I'm dreaming, right? How are you, how are you ......" Dahan scratched his head, and suddenly slapped his mouth hard, seeing Bai Man snorting, but she immediately knew that the deformed child in the past had become what it is now, what did it mean, her heart also sank.
"How many years is this year?" Le Chen suddenly asked.
"Twenty, 201X ......" Dahan replied a little confused.
Le Chen's body stiffened suddenly.
Seventeen years! A few months in the pot, more than ten years have passed in the world!
Although Sun Acai's words are arrogant and exaggerated, what she said is not completely groundless!
And the years in the pot, because he has almost been cultivating, for Le Chen, it is only a short moment.
Le Chen let out a long breath, and hurriedly asked, "Are grandma and uncle okay?" Shen Lidan, do you know the news of Shen Lidan?"
Seventeen years, a lot of things can happen, think about it, I get along with my grandmother and uncle as if it was just yesterday, and Shen Lidan, say, "Wait for me to come back", that is, yesterday's thing, but for them, seventeen years, have you been missing for seventeen years? !
How many seventeen years are there in a person's life?!
The strong man Hu Li's eyes were full of confusion and shock, but after listening to Le Chen's question, he still replied cautiously: "Grandma and uncle are fine, Mr. Shen has always wanted to take them to the city, but they are reluctant to go, but grandma is because of Le Chen's eldest brother...... Because, because of you, I haven't been in good spirits all these years, and I often cry ......"
Disappearance, sometimes, torments relatives and friends more than death.
Because of the disappearance, relatives and friends always hold on to a glimmer of hope, always waiting, always expecting something, and death, although more sad, will slowly pass, and there will be time to heal the pain.
Le Chen's heart was sour, and he couldn't ask any more, "I'll go see them!" The figure disappeared immediately.
Before his figure disappeared, a sentence reached Xiao Wan and Bai Man's ears, "You go to see your relatives." ”
At this time, Xiao Wan must want to see her younger brother, Bai Man, and her parents Gao Tang the most.
Seeing the figures of the three people disappear quickly in his sight, Hu Li was stunned, this scene was like a dream, and he turned his head to look at Rhubarb, who was happy as if he was crazy in the orchard, Hu Li knew that he was not dreaming, it was true, Brother Le Chen and Sister Xiaowan are back, and they are back after being missing for seventeen years, and there is no change between Xiaowan and seventeen years ago, but Brother Le Chen has become a little different. (To be continued.) )