Leng Fei smiled, it seemed that he was going to live here for a while, alone, and he didn't know if Tang Xiaoxing had received the news.

He then thought of Tang Lan again, and he didn't know how Tang Lan was now, whether he had begun to cultivate the Heavenly Replenishing Divine Skill.

The thoughts were surging, which made him stunned for a while, and he immediately suppressed these distracting thoughts, turned around and walked out of the house, and found that it was already sunset.

He found the valley to be exceptionally quiet, and his mind was most active in this environment, like a running horse that could not control itself.

He stood on the edge of the waterhole, looking at the clear water reflecting the sunset, indescribably beautiful, and he suddenly frowned.

He turned his head to stare at the sunset, and found that the sunset was moving slowly, moving little by little, and getting closer to the western mountain little by little.

He believes that he is not dazzling, he can indeed see the sunset moving with the naked eye, his eyesight is good, but there is no such obvious movement outside, it is that the sunset is moving too fast.

He raised his eyebrows, is this place completely different from the outside world?

With all his thoughts, he began to carefully observe everything around him, staring at a flower, and found that the flower was slowly closing, and the speed of closing was slow but clearly visible, several times faster than the outside world.

As soon as he detached from the thunder, the world would slow down, but in the valley in front of him, the world was getting faster.

He stared at the flowers in front of him, watching him close quickly, and the sun had completely set.

He closed his eyes, felt the time pass, and then shook his head, still trusting his feelings, time had gone faster.

The body is a world of its own, and the outside of the body is also a world, since the outside world changes, he decided to take the inner world as the standard.

The sun sets, the twilight rises, then the night rises, and then the moon rises and slowly glides across the sky.

Leng Fei was observing the moon while counting his heartbeat, using his heartbeat to locate the time.

His expression grew more and more shocked.

From the rise of the moon to the rise of the sun, according to his calculations, it was only half an hour!

The speed of time in this valley was twelve times faster than that outside, it was beyond imagination, he had never thought there would be such a place.

He immediately thought that in such a place, his life expectancy had also been reduced by twelve times, and living here for a month would consume a year's lifespan.

He was busy trying to urge the aura, and sure enough, it was surging, far better than dozens of times that of the outside world, with such a pure and profound aura, his cultivation would also be extremely fast.

As he cultivated, he also discovered an even more terrifying thing, the speed of time was getting faster, faster and faster.

He entered the realm by leaps and bounds, but his lifespan was also fading rapidly, which made him really unhappy.

Time sped up like this, and he was afraid that he would die in less than a month.

He thought many times that it was most likely a hallucination, but he tried several methods, each of which told him that it was real, not an illusion.

Even if he leaves this valley, I'm afraid he won't be able to return to his work, let alone know if he will be able to get out alive.

He was ruthless, cultivated hard, and soon reached the fourth layer of heaven, but unfortunately he couldn't fight to speed up time.

He saw with his own eyes that his skin began to wrinkle, and when he saw himself on the water, wrinkles also crawled on his face.

This had a great impact on him, he never thought that he would grow old one day, he was a lot older in his previous life and this life, but he has always been in a young state.

He was afraid, not of dying, of weakness, of becoming weak.

Death is not terrible, he has a thunder mark on his body, he can be reincarnated, but he is afraid of being weak, and when he is weak and strong, he doesn't want to experience that kind of shame and despair again.

He was practicing desperately, but time kept speeding up, and he had ascended to the fifth heaven, but he still couldn't stop himself from aging and gradually weakening.

He had obviously stepped into the fifth layer of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, but the weakness in the depths of his body was still clearly visible, and he knew that this was his vitality.

The power of the earth poured in endlessly, trying to drive away this feeling of weakness, but to no avail, the power of time was stronger.

In despair, he burst out with more powerful strength, cultivated more desperately, and condensed his spirit in one place to explore a higher heaven.

When he was wrinkled, his skin was loose, and his joints were stiff, he had already stepped into the sixth heaven, but unfortunately it was still useless.

He is still aging, and it is getting faster and faster, and if he continues like this, he will soon die, even if he cultivates to the twelfth heaven, there is no way.

But he will never succumb to the power of aging and time, anger and unwillingness let him and the green bull collide with the sky again, and the power of the earth is more and more refined, and it has reached a higher level.

He discovered the subtlety of the power of the earth, which at this time was able to expel some of the weakness, and the speed of his aging slowed down.

This made him overjoyed, and he cultivated even harder, and maintained a state of mind that was in line with the Qingniu Hitting the Sky Diagram.

When he cultivated to the seventh layer of heaven, he finally came to the realm of dying.

He was already lying limply on the couch, and he was alone.

The faces of Tang Lan and Li Qingdi kept coming to mind, and they finally got Tang Lan, but they couldn't stay together, and they couldn't say goodbye to Li Qingdi, which was a great regret.

There are also eldest sisters, fortunately, the little nephew is about to be born, so she can distract her attention and not be too sad.

Song Yiyang doesn't know where he can go, Yang Qiaoyu secretly helps, he won't have too many setbacks, Zhang Tianpeng and Zhao Qinghe have Li Qingdi to take care of, and they won't be too bad.

Master Mo Yifeng's side, Yang Ruobing's side, may be reluctant to leave, but it will not last long.

He suddenly became peaceful, his heart was at peace, and he thought back on his life in this world, which was actually wonderful.

It's just a pity, I ate too much deflated in the first eighteen years, and everything was not smooth, as if God was doing it right, but after the age of eighteen, it was smooth, and I jumped to such a high level in one breath, but unfortunately I couldn't jump to the highest position.

But how can everything go well in life, even if you are a reborn, it is still the same, there will always be unsatisfactory places.

If you live a new life, can you live a better life?

He shook his head, I'm afraid it will still be the same result, and it won't change anything because of being born again.

Bad qualifications are bad qualifications, there is nothing to do, and if you live again, you may not have such luck.

He could feel death slowly approaching in his footsteps, and the thunder mark flickering, as if it was about to take him away at any moment.

His eyes gradually blurred and blurred, and he calmly watched the thunder seal, maintaining his sobriety, so as not to change in his drowsiness.

"Boom!" there was a loud bang in his ears, and his eyes went dark.

The darkness engulfed him like a tidal wave, and he could barely support it, but a wisp of will held it unyieldingly.

Consciousness seems to float and sink in the dark waters.

A ray of light flashed, but in a flash, he continued to be consumed by the darkness, constantly fighting to find the thunder seal.

Without the Thunder Seal, I am afraid that my soul will be scattered and I will never be able to reincarnate again.

But the thunder seal seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness, and the wisps of light that flashed in front of him were not the purple light of the thunder seal.