Li Yunxin spent a night full of worries. He seemed accustomed to being busy—unable to stop his mind even now, when the war was off. He went to check on his painting scroll once, but Xie Sheng's sanity still hadn't fully recovered.

He regretted a little that he had rushed the other day and driven this person crazy. If he had asked after reading the memories of Chen Feng in the Tongming Jade Slip, he might have easily obtained more details.

For the next three days, he spent the stone chamber without taking a step. Repeatedly looked at the words left by Chen Feng to try to get deeper information. Unfortunately, it had little effect.

But the piano seems to be in a hurry. Li Yunxin used his supernatural powers to know what he had been connected with several times. Maybe it's his fellow disciple on the Three Immortals Mountain, or maybe it's the 10,000-year-old ancestor. After communicating, the former leader of the Chinese sergeants of the Vast Army tried to persuade him to cooperate with the Immortal Sect. However, Li Yunxin only said that he would wait for the news of Qinjun's entry into Dragon Island.

And so, another ten days of leisurely days passed.

He drank tea, drank alcohol, and tasted strangely tastinging "delicacies". Cultivate the painting techniques in the Tongming Jade Slip and study the other functions of this jade slip. Although it didn't work out much, I realized that this thing should be more than just a "record". There seem to be other functions and materials in it. He couldn't see it, but he knew it existed—the "folders" poured out like a storm when the demonic power was infused, leaving only one or two at a time. What he's been exposed to so far is just a drop in the ocean.

It was as if this jade slip was originally a piece of paper full of graphics, and the information he came into contact with was only written on the corner of the paper.

What are the remaining ones?

During these thirteen days, there was a rumbling thunder from time to time on the ocean, from near to far away. This should be the ghost army led by Emperor Li and Emperor Ye who pushed all the way through with the momentum of devastating and decaying, and tamed all the rebellious.

The emperor was in a good mood, but he seemed to still remember Qin Jun—although I didn't know what this memory was for—he would come back every day or two, ask Li Yunxin how he was doing, and talk triumphantly about the results of the battle by the way. The demon kings on the ocean are all vulnerable in his mouth, and there are even a few hard bones, and it only takes three or four hours.

But when I came back the day before yesterday, I scolded and said that I had met a difficult character. Li Yunxin was bored and joked if he wanted to do it himself. Emperor Lidi said that "a trivial matter" will not take too long.

But he didn't show up again until tonight, and I think no progress has been made. Otherwise, it would have been long overdue to come back and show off.

In fact, Li Yunxin knew which bone the emperor had gnawed on.

His painting scroll includes the nine seas, and every major qi change in the sea cannot escape his control. Emperor Li and Emperor Ye are now blocked near the vast array.

It is the great array of the Immortal Gate.

Li Yunxin has never visited in person. That array has been in business for tens of thousands of years. He was confident but not conceited, and knew it would be difficult to deal with. If you go there yourself, you may fall into the trap and cause trouble.

Let's listen to the qin Fengzi said, that array will be completed recently. It is best to leave the emperor to explore him - the peak of a mysterious realm, with hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers. Even if something happens, you can probably keep yourself safe.

The aura in that array has been getting stronger and stronger recently. They surrounded it...... Maybe someone will be forced out.

For example, the one Li Yunxin is waiting for tonight.

Not necessarily. But if you want to come, it's in the last few days. I didn't come the day before yesterday, I didn't come yesterday, but it's very likely that I came today.

So tonight, Li Yunxin only does one thing - waiting.

From the beginning of tomorrow to the bright moon hanging.

He sat by the window and looked at the ocean in the distance. After a long time, you can see the shape of the mist on the surface of the sea, like clouds in the sky. It's the middle of winter on land at this time. Qingguo has always had four distinct seasons, and it may be snowing heavily right now. It must have been six or seven before—he remembered that more than a decade ago, the snow was so heavy that it would reach his knees every year, and the mountains were white. But looking back on these years, I think it's still colder in recent years.

When I was a child, I thought the snow was heavy, perhaps because I was short. At that time, it was over the knee, and now it is just below the ankle.

Today...... Do the math...... It's October 26. There are thirty days to go before the New Year-

Spring festival. Ha. This word jumped out of Li Yunxin's head, and he couldn't help but softly "ha".

In his previous life, the taste of the New Year was already very light—perhaps only he had a very light taste of the New Year—and the old man would make some dumplings, wine, and make Chinese New Year's Eve dinner. Most of the time, the next day I start eating bran again. When he's in a good mood, he whips it up — but only once in his memory.

When he went to the street and was about to light a fire, he was taken away by the law enforcement and fined a sum of money. The old man was furious and beat him up. But at night, I drank too much wine, hugged him and cried, and I couldn't hear what I was muttering. At that time, Li Yunxin tried to understand his kind of emotion, but where could he understand it.

Come into the world...... It doesn't seem to have a good New Year.

Li Chunfeng and Shangguan Yue are both cultivators, and they don't pay attention to those things. The festivals that practitioners celebrate are different from those of mortals, and most of them are the birthdays of this emperor and that emperor. If they are still in the Dao Sect and the Sword Sect, there will be more festivals to be celebrated. Theoretically, every day can be celebrated.

There are hundreds of saints in the history of Xuanmen, and the day of every birth is "Christmas", and the day of every ascension is "Xianchen". In addition, the birthdays and immortals of many teachers in the division are ...... If you celebrate like a mortal, you may have to eat dozens of dumplings every day.

Therefore, practitioners do not celebrate festivals, but also celebrate festivals every day - when they first get started, they have a daily lesson called "fasting". It is to get up early and then sit cross-legged and recite the names of many ancestors to purify the mind, which is actually the "festival".

But now he wants to experience the taste of the New Year. If, after more than thirty days, everything goes well.

I hope that when that day comes, he will not be fighting to the death with anyone, and he will not be dying. That's a big sight.

Li Yunxin sighed lowly: "Alas. ”

Although the ocean is warmer than the land, the smell is foggy underneath. Mortals are foggy because of body temperature. Demons and monks have reached an extremely high and profound realm, and the only thing they have in common with mortals is probably only "human form" and "meridian pass". No need to gasp for breath or any body temperature.

But the place where you still have to breathe is because the aura flows in the meridians. The human body is a delicate system. The practitioner refines the body as if the system is being improved. But no matter how much you change it, you will always leave some "redundant" functions. Therefore, when the spiritual power is running, it will naturally have the appearance of "breathing". But this is fundamentally different from the breath that mortals rely on to live.

As for the "body temperature" - I don't know what others do. But Li Yunxin likes the feeling of a slight warmth in his body. If you abandon your body temperature and make your body as cold as an ordinary object, there are actually many inconveniences. For example, if you touch something around you, you can't feel cold or warm, and your sense of touch will also be affected, and you may even be distracted to take a look.

In fact, looking at it this way, the various functions of the mortal body have actually been almost perfected - the monks "changed their lives against the sky", in addition to gaining immortality and supernatural powers, it is really difficult to say how much they have lost.

He thought about watching his anger slowly subside. The mist faded in the moonlight, dancing with the currents. It was as if the air had become an invisible and untouchable wall, causing the mist to drift straight upward......

Wall.

Li Yunxin slowly straightened up.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. He opened his mouth and whispered, "How long have you been here?"

As a result, a translucent figure slowly coalesced in front of him—the breath of mist he had just sent out had drifted away and was crashing into the "wall".

The "man" was only two steps away from him. Such a distance is appropriate for mortals. But for cultivators and demons, appearing at such a distance is almost equivalent to being in front of someone else's face. It was still in the case that Li Yunxin's thinking was sloppy and he didn't notice it for a while.

He was upset by this, but did not show it.

The person in front of him, translucent. The body flickered, apparently not corporeal. It is not a means of "turning the soul into a real body", but another kind of magical power that Li Yunxin has never seen.

He was an old man, with white hair. The eyebrows drooped long and pooled into the white beard. The brain is round and large, and the face is full of flesh and bones. Looks...... It's like a kind old birthday star. Wearing a sackcloth robe, he winked at Li Yunxin first, then took a step back, and arched his hand: "Ahh......h Just arrived. Rusty, rusty, abrupt dragon king. ”

Li Yunxin stared at him a few times quietly, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency is a 10,000-year-old ancestor. ”

"Exactly. Precisely. The kind-eyed old man replied with a smile. I looked left and right and waved. So he took a small stool by the wall, and he sat down. He twisted his body and told himself to sit more comfortably. Then, like a real old man, let out a long breath of comfort.

Li Yunxin frowned slightly. This one...... The 10,000-year-old ancestor made him feel weird. I can't say what is strange, but every action and every word makes him feel strange.

However, this kind of "weirdness" is not dangerous. Many times his intuition precedes him in the sinister part of things and gives him hints. But there is no such prompt today. I just think ......

Ten thousand years old ancestors shouldn't be like this.

What does it mean to be "rusty"?

Judging by his current speech and demeanor, it seems that he wants to appear humble and friendly. But if you want to do this, you shouldn't just be indoors, two steps away, when you're not paying attention. It wasn't a friendly act, it could even be considered a provocation.