I've been in a bit of a trance since I came out of the Great Elder last night. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info My thinking ability stagnated for a while, and after thinking about it for a long time, I realized that the Great Elder had no need to lie to me in this matter, not to mention that he could only be regarded as unintentional at that time.

In other words, in the three days since I returned to Earth, the world has undergone 6,000 years of changes.

I suddenly remembered Professor Kennedy's explanation of parallel universes: "Each universe has its own 'space-time,' and time in each universe may not proceed at the same rate." ”

Originally, this was just a corollary of cosmic quantum, but if Hawking knew that his theory had been tested by a 19-year-old Chinese student with personal experience, I wonder if he would be gratified.

I don't know how long the life span of the demon is, but think about it, no matter how long, six thousand years of vicissitudes, the little frogs, they must be gone.

I suddenly became inexplicably sad, although I have only known each other for three months, but we have always gotten along very well. It wasn't until I met Kunpeng on Fenbao Rock and walked through that desperate situation together that I suddenly found that I had changed from a passer-by to a like-minded partner.

It's just that the partners are no longer there.

A phrase suddenly came to mind.

People are born to be lonely, and this is the world, so people spend their whole lives fighting loneliness.

I looked at the children playing in the distance, the hajs patrolling with giant bears, and the women holding saltpeter and tanning animal skins, just like looking at the blue sky of Wuxi when I was a child, and the white clouds of Vancouver when I was in school.

Now the world belongs to me, I can't go back, and in the world that doesn't belong to me, I'm alone.

went to the country to cherish his hometown, full of gloom. Dwelling in the land of barbarians, with the same group as the ghosts.

I looked at the cub bear in my arms, sighed and said, "Little thing, do you know how happy you are." ”

The little thing, the cub's name, winked at me, whispered, and then reached out with its pink little tongue and licked my chin gently.

It's cool, itchy.

It's like the autumn wind in my hometown.

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After another tiring and boring day, I walked with heavy steps to the Great Elder's thatched hut.

When he entered the house, the Great Elder was sleeping, or rather closing his eyes. His expression for my arrival was merely a move of his ears. The Book of Vena was still spread out in its usual place, and I knew that in half an hour, the Great Elder would wake up on time and ask me if I had seen anything.

Due to the success of yesterday's flickering operation, I decided to continue making up stories to him, and even prepared a draft in advance.

Of course, I still have to do the pretending to flip the book, not to mention, I still want to figure out what is going on with that mysterious cold breath.

However, there were some surprises today.

When I first flipped through the "Luo Shu", the cold breath still flowed in along the veins of the palm, all the way, but when the breath arrived at the Baihui acupoint as usual, my brain suddenly buzzed, and the coldness seemed to turn into words, which exploded directly in my mind, danced in a trance, and finally lined up in rows.

I can't really read these words, but I just know what they mean.

Luo Shen Fu, a total of four articles, this is the first article, Tuna.

The cold breath in the Baihui acupoint automatically worked, and according to the text, along the meridians throughout the body, I meditated quietly until after a week, the cold breath returned to the Baihui acupoint, and it seemed to have grown a little stronger.

Before I knew it, half an hour flashed by, and the Great Elder got up at some point and was looking at me carefully.

Suddenly, he leaned over, put his huge claws on my lap, and asked kindly, "Did you see anything today?"

I nodded and said, "Today I read in the book that after the Battle of Fenbaoyan, most of the spiritual treasures were scattered all over the seabed, and they needed the "Luo Shu" to ......."

The Great Elder suddenly slashed his claws downward, and a deep wound appeared on my entire thigh in an instant, and the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow followed, and I hugged my thigh and screamed, and the pain was cold and sweaty.

"You know what? I don't like people lying to me the most. The Great Elder put the bloody claw tip into his mouth and licked it as if he were tasting it. At the same time, his inner pill flew out and hung over my Baihui acupoint, and I felt a scorching air flow coming in from Baihui, like an uninvited robber and villain, rampaging between the meridians, and that feeling was like countless knives cutting through the meridians. After a while, I was covered in sweat with pain, sweat mixed with blood, meandering on the ground, and the faint smell of blood wafted away.

But the strange thing is that the scorching breath is blind to the cold breath that curls up into a small bead at Baihui, as if it has not been noticed at all.

A week was fleeting, and the Great Elder who hadn't found anything had fallen back to his place, and resumed his lazy style.

"Go on. He said, as if he hadn't seen the blood on the ground.

I gritted my teeth, endured the sharp pain to my bones, and said forcefully almost word by word: "Most of the spiritual treasures...... Scattered ...... the ocean floor Everywhere, "Vena Shu" is needed to ...... Locate the location to ...... Found it. After saying these words, I felt like I was about to collapse.

The Great Elder looked at me with a blank expression.

"Gone?"

I shook my head.

He waved his claws lightly. "Then go back and rest. ”

I didn't even dare to look at him, lest he see the resentment and anger in my eyes. With great difficulty, I got up, and with all that I could support, I left the Great Elder's thatched hut and limped towards my hut, leaving a mottled trail of blood behind me.

As I walked, I gradually noticed that the cold aura in Baihui had automatically converged on the thigh wound, and the pain to the bone was greatly relieved, and in just a few hundred steps from the Great Elder's grass hut back to my own residence, the wound seemed to feel much better.

When I walked back to my hut and looked at the injury in the moonlight, I found that the wound that had been up to the bone had begun to scab slightly.

Hundreds of cubs were sleeping soundly around me, and in the darkness, the little thing crawled over, rubbed its nose against my knee, and gently licked my wounds.

I held it in my arms, and the first chapter of the magical Luo Shen Fu flashed in my mind, crossed my knees to the moon, settled down, and continued to cultivate.

In order to live up to the peerless exercises in this innate spiritual treasure.

In order to one day, not for the sword.

In order to live better in this desolate world after 6,000 years.

Work hard, boy.