Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, New Year's Day is approaching. Han Xue and the other women were looking forward to Wu Lai's early exit, but Wu Lai did not get out. After accompanying Wu Kai and Wang Mei's family to celebrate New Year's Day, Han Xue and the others continued to retreat.

After New Year's Day, the Chinese New Year has arrived again, and Wu Lai still has not left the customs, which makes Han Xue's daughters who have already been out of the customs even more hopeful.

Song Jia sighed with a sad face: "Hey, why hasn't Brother Lai been out of the customs yet, he has been in retreat for almost fifty years, and when will he be in retreat?"

To the outside world, Wu Lai had only been in retreat for half a year, but in the Infinite Saint Realm, it had been fifty years.

"Maybe he has a new insight. Han Xue said uncertainly.

For cultivators, decades of retreat are nothing, because the last thing they lack is time. Maybe a single perception can be realized for decades or even hundreds of years.

Although He Wen and Liu Ruyan didn't say anything, they also had disappointment clearly written on their faces.

Xuan Jizi persuaded on the side: "A few young ladies, please rest assured, the young master must have a number in his heart." ”

Wang Mei deliberately said angrily: "Hmph, this dead boy hasn't been out of the customs for so long, and when he gets out, the old lady will definitely teach him a good lesson, are we so unimportant in his heart? Don't he remember the New Year's reunion? Everyone is waiting for him." ”

Unexpectedly, when the girls heard Wang Mei say this, they comforted Wang Mei.

"Mom, maybe Brother Lai will surprise us as soon as he comes out, don't blame him. ”

"Yes, cultivators often forget their time in retreat. ”

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Because Wu Lai has never been out of the customs, Han Xue and the other daughters have no intention of retreating, so they simply relax for a while and learn something that interests them. Han Xue followed Liu Ruyan to learn to sing, Song Jia followed Liu Ruyan to learn piano, He Wen followed Liu Ruyan to learn dance, and in the end, Han Xue's three daughters became everyone. In fact, they are all talented and intelligent, and it is normal for them to be everyone.

Of course, when they are bored, they also make a table of mahjong and have a lot of fun. Mahjong, that is the quintessence of China.

In the Infinite Saint Realm, Wu Lai's situation was not good, he trembled slightly, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the placket of his clothes, looking shocking.

"Well, the wound seems to be unhealable. Wu Lai let out a long sigh.

Previously, because the old man mentioned that Wu Lai, the guide of the Heavenly Dao, almost went mad, the three souls almost went out of the body, and the seven spirits almost left the body, and because he saw the magical picture, his heart was shattered twice, and his vitality was greatly damaged. Originally, Wu Lai thought that the retreat would completely repair his mind, but in fact this was not the case, and he underestimated the trauma he had suffered. The trauma on the mind is not so easy to recover, you know, Wu Lai's mind has been shattered twice, and it was completely shattered before it was reorganized, not just traumatized.

After nearly a hundred years of retreat, Wu Lai tried all kinds of methods, and even refined a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures, and has been working hard to repair the wounds, most of which have been repaired, but they have never been completely repaired.

In the end, Wu Lai suddenly understood that the trace of indelible scars was a dao injury. With his realm, talking vainly about transcending the way of heaven, and peeking into the avenue in that magical picture, he will naturally be punished, and it is already considered good luck if he does not have a body and a god to be destroyed.

Thinking of this, Wu Lai was relieved. Such a Dao injury cannot be cured through the Guò retreat, unless his realm is further elevated. However, with his current strength and the limitations of this world, it is difficult to improve the realm again. Or it is a more rebellious heavenly material and earth treasure, but in the cultivation realm, the best heavenly material and earth treasure he has already taken, but it is useless.

He even used the top-grade medicinal materials that Ling Yunzi gave him back then, plus some auxiliary materials he had obtained in the cultivation realm, to refine the Heaven Snatching Pill. In addition to healing and replenishing the immortal yuan, it can also increase the thousand-year cultivation and avoid years of penance. Such an anti-heaven elixir, Wu Lai finally refined it. After taking one pill, it did have some effect, and the cultivation deepened, but it failed to cure the Dao injury. Wu Lai could only rely on his strong cultivation to forcibly suppress the Dao injury, but his strength was reduced. Even so, as long as it is not the lower realm of the Immortal Emperor Immortal Venerable, as long as he does not meet a powerhouse of the level of the Yunlin Great Demon King, Wu Lai can easily deal with it.

"It's impossible to do it for the time being, it's been a hundred years of retreat, let's get out of the customs!" Seeing that there was no hope for the repair of the Dao injury, Wu Lai decided to get out of the customs.

Nearly a year has passed in the outside world, and Wu Lai is finally out of the customs.

Feeling Wu Lai's breath, Xuan Jizi quickly teleported over, showed surprise on his face, and said, "Young Master, you are out of the customs." ”

Wu Lai nodded. His body trembled suddenly, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, which suddenly made Xuan Jizi shocked: "Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Powerful as Wu Lai, he can even get injured, what is going on? Could it be that he has gone mad in retreat? This is impossible, Wu Lai's state of mind should be very complete! His exercises are the most magical and powerful in the universe, how easy is it to go mad!

"It's okay, don't worry too much. Wu Lai said calmly. During the retreat, Wu Lai was still a little entangled at first because of the Dao injury, but then he figured out that Xiuzhen was originally against the sky, and he had to surpass the Heavenly Dao, and it was impossible for him to have a smooth path, it could not always be smooth sailing, and it was impossible for good luck to always come. As a truly strong person, we should not be surprised by changes, and we should face up to these setbacks and these tests. Therefore, Wu Lai didn't pay much attention to the Dao injury, believing that it would be healed one day.

Xuan Jizi asked puzzledly, "Young Master, how could you be injured? Could it be that Wudao had an accident?"

Wu Lai shook his head: "No, I was injured and it was difficult to repair." ”

"Dao injury?" Xuan Jizi was puzzled.

Wu Lai explained: "I was injured by the Dao, and I almost perished! I thought that the retreat could be repaired, but I didn't expect that the retreat would be useless for a hundred years, so I could only suppress it. ”

"That's how it should be. Xuan Jizi was very worried. Dao wounds, those are not ordinary wounds! They are simply the marks left by the Dao. The Great Dao, even above the Heavenly Dao, even in the realm of Wu Lai, cannot be comprehended. The strong peep on the avenue must be because of some kind of opportunity, but this kind of opportunity may not necessarily bring benefits. According to Wu Lai's words, he almost perished, and he did not exaggerate. If his mind had been shattered and not reorganized, he would have really perished and become a tragic figure who was killed by himself.

Wu Lai smiled indifferently: "There will always be a way." Maybe as long as my realm is raised, I can completely eliminate it. ”