The sky of eternity, the bloodthirsty remnant sun,

The sword light is full of tears, and the sword shadow is frosty,

My generation runs to the sky, accompanied by blood songs,

A song sings all the things in the world,

It's full of red fire!

"Xiaoxiao, your speed has improved a lot! Now those foreign enemies are getting less and less visible, and this is all your credit!"

Time is like a horse, the years are like a shuttle, in the blink of an eye, it has been ten spring and autumn, with the experience again and again, the original young Li Zimu has grown into a young man, and the legend about him has been added one after another.

The more than 100 people who originally followed him have become more than 1,000 people, and many of the original group of people have become the heads of thousands of households like him, and several people who are extremely outstanding have become the heads of 10,000 households without accident.

It's just that he, since he successfully comprehended the one hundred and eight heavenly veins two years ago and stepped into the Great Perfection of Blood Training, he has never been able to advance an inch, and he can't even inspect the root of the quenching bones.

Although Li Zimu is under pressure in this regard, he is also at ease, as the so-called Taoism is natural, so Li Zimu still has never relaxed himself in the slightest. Since it is not possible to move forward, then develop horizontally, this is the direction of Li Zimu's cultivation.

Today's Li Zimu, whether it is the knife technique or his own spiritual attack, has reached the realm of free use, and Li Zimu is very satisfied with this.

Of course, over the years, there is another thing that satisfies me is my archery.

Archery is also divided into nine levels, which makes Li Zimu sigh that it is so cliché to respect nine for everything. But he also knew that providence was like this, and even if he disagreed with his ant-like existence, it was just a matter of thinking.

Breaking the wind, cracking sound, and pop practice are all the cooperation of arm strength and eyesight, and the eye, hand, and arrow, the trinity is done in one go, and it is a small achievement of archery. Extreme lightning, thunder, and soul destroying are the fusion of mental power and spiritual power, so that the heart, god, and arrow, the three are fused into the power of the arrow, plus the effect of their own force, so as to form the heart of the arrow, to achieve the heart of the arrow.

It is said that this realm has surpassed itself and reached the realm of the heart of the arrow, and in the legend, only the human emperor has reached the heart of the arrow, so to speak, it is a kind of realm where there are no arrows but there are arrows, and the heart has fallen to the arrow.

Li Zimu didn't care too much about these Li Zimu, because for himself, the Great Perfection of Blood Training, he was already very satisfied with being able to practice to extreme electricity.

Perhaps, this is in response to the saying that because of ignorance, there is nothing to yearn for!

But for some reason, recently, my heart that wants to go away has been getting stronger day by day, especially after I have reached the bottleneck of cultivation and can no longer make progress.

And this seems to be the biggest hidden danger in the past two years of cultivation, not because I don't want to dredge it, but because my long-term cultivation has stagnated, I have gradually become knotted.

With the passage of time, he faintly felt that this feeling was very bad for some reason, especially after his powerful spiritual power became more and more freely used, he faintly felt the consciousness imposed on him by the Heavenly Dao.

Of course, he still pays attention to proper relaxation and adjustment, and even he deliberately downplays it as if he doesn't care too much, after all, as a lowly-level cultivator, even if he already has some understanding of the wind, and even has some understanding of the control of force, but he doesn't feel that he has anything remarkable.

However, in the dead of night, when the search for one's own problems is fruitless, the heart of going out will flood like weeds again. After all, he knows better than anyone that he can only be regarded as a frog at the bottom of the well, and only by going out early and feeling the vastness and magic of this world is what his cultivation path refers to.

It's just that he is very self-aware, and if he can still deceive himself about that hell catastrophe, he thinks it was just an accident, but after getting acquainted with sloths and earth dogs, knowing their insights and feeling their true strength, he completely settled down.

What is a fluke, think about that big battle, think about the hand that turned the tide of the sword, he is more and more glad that everything is just right.

Thinking about whether it is the right time and place, or the ignorance of his newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, it can be said that even if that ignorance is weak, the result may be a world of difference, and Li Zimu can't help but secretly laugh at himself in the years before this, you can see how hard-won everything is.

In fact, there are many important factors that Li Zimu didn't care about, but Li Zimu didn't care. But all this, although the sloth, which is also a strong mental force, failed to react and stop it, it was also clearly locked and deeply remembered in the bottom of my heart.

For example, a small speed, although the speed seems ordinary, but the sloth can see it more clearly than anyone else, not to mention that a divine beast like the earth dog cannot be compared, even the third-order monks and divine beasts belonging to the sensitive attack system that I have seen are probably unattainable!

For example, the long knife, so sharp, so fast and accurate, and not affected by the protective magic weapon, is even more unbelievable.

It knew better than anyone what kind of person its original master, Chevrey, was it, a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death and knew that it would be difficult to retreat, thinking that he could use so many followers and beast pets to guard, how could he not look for a powerful protective weapon when he knew that his own defense was very poor?

And his protective magic weapon is indeed extraordinary, it is said to be a king-level mystic weapon protective vajra cover, such a powerful protective magic weapon may not be able to be broken even by a fifth-order monk, but the king-level magic weapon is useless under the long knife, how can this not be said to be a miracle.

Finally, there is this self-created spiritual exploration that makes people sigh, which is really an all-round and more penetrating navigator that the most advanced forward detectors can't match.

It's just that none of these seem to be important to Li Zimu anymore, and he doesn't seem to care too much if he knows it or not.

"Sister Xun, did the earth dog take them to the abyss of hell again?"

After a few days of sleepless cultivation, Li Zimu opened his eyes again, looking at everything that was still familiar, Li Zimu was disappointed again, but after only a fleeting moment, he couldn't help but ask Luo Xun beside him.

Over the years, for those people under his hands, except for the initial carving of the 'Emperor of the Human Emperor Open Heaven Statue' for them, Li Zimu didn't pay much attention to it, and it seemed to be nothing, all of which was inadvertently handed over to the earth dog by Li Zimu, of course, the earth dog did not live up to expectations, and it was indeed a good teaching to them.

"Yes, except for Zixuan, Ziling, Zidu, and Wenfu, who are about to rush through the blood training consummation, the rest of the people have gone. ”

Regarding Li Zimu's changes, Luo Xun knows, Yao Jia understands even more, but the path of cultivation is like this, only he can go through his own path, and the rest of the people want to help, sometimes it is also difficult, so whether it is Luo Xun or Yao Jia during this time, although they don't need to be with Li Zimu many times, they will always be inseparable.

"They're really good!"

Listening, Li Zimu's face couldn't help but show a wry smile, thinking about the past ten years, many people in the clan have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and even after two more people broke through the blood cultivation realm and stepped into the bone quenching realm, Li Zimu could really only watch quietly.

In fact, now he is still the strongest person in the entire Blood Mansion, even if Li Tiewolf and Li Balong have both crossed the middle stage of bone quenching, but he is still the strongest compared to his strength.

But the many conveniences and martial arts brought by that realm still made Li Zimu yearn for it, not to mention the doubling of life, which made Li Zimu feel the cruelty of the Heavenly Dao.

Thinking about it, I closed my eyes again, and couldn't help but wander in the sea of spiritual consciousness.

In ten years, large and small battles, I have seen too many lives and deaths, and I have also seen the birth, growth, and growth of one life after another, which made the boy Mu grow into a wise young man, and at the same time, it also made him calm.

It's just that he can't figure out why he still stops moving forward even though he has worked hard?

Walking to the side of the Great Ding, looking at the figure full of supreme power, the figure who was named the 'Statue of the Emperor of the People's Open Heaven' a few years ago, the figure who slashed the sky with a knife, unconsciously, Li Zimu yearned for it again.

This is Li Zimu's biggest secret now, every time he feels depressed and uncomfortable in his heart, every time he works hard for a long time but is tired and tired, he begins to like here, likes this portrait, and prefers this Dading.

It's just that today, for some reason, he actually felt a strange feeling, and suddenly, his heart jumped, and Li Zimu finally showed a long-lost smile.