Flowers in full bloom [Through the book, I became the favorite of the dark group]

Chapter 737: The people who stayed in the past and the lonely path of the future; Year, Breakthrough

Xue Cheng held the sword and saluted towards Fu Jiu and Jing Yu Yan: "Xue Cheng thanks the two seniors for their care and guidance. If you need any help in the future, please let me know as soon as possible."

Xie Wuyi and Ma Yuanhong looked at each other and said, "We are the same."

Fu Jiu nodded, and the others went their separate ways.

Jing Yuyan said goodbye and returned to the Wolf Sect, while Fu Jiu went to Hua'an City to help organize the information about the trial area. Afterwards, he returned to the Dragon Sect with Xue Wuwang and Huan Bo.

It was the end of the year again, and when the three of them came back, most of Qianyuan Mountain was brightly lit, a sea of ​​red with joy.

Fu Jiu returned to Chang Le's room in the Golden Palace and wanted to take off his clothes and wash them.

Chang Le said: "Let me take over."

Fu Jiu said: "I have no gender, and the [No-Phase] disguise will not cause objects that shouldn't be there to appear."

Chang Le was silent for a moment: "I didn't think about that."

Fu Jiu said: "Wait, you are injured, wait until I adjust myself before changing you."

Chang Le was puzzled: "What's the difference? I use [Swallowing] more easily and it heals faster."

Fu Jiu shook his head: "Your sense of pain is more sensitive than mine, and your ability to withstand pain is weaker than mine. Besides, you shouldn't have to bear the pain of my injuries."

Chang Le: "…the first half of the sentence makes me feel a little cold, but the second half warms me up."

Fu Jiu smiled lightly: "You are the one who created me, and you are also the patient I am responsible for, so I must take good care of you. It's not like you don't feel pain, I'll change your turn later."

Wei An popped up: "What does pain feel like?"

Ye Buqi said indifferently: "You can't experience this feeling."

422 took advantage of the opportunity to project a screen in Wei'an's room and play "A Collection of TV Torture Clips". Wei'an was immediately attracted and left.

Fu Jiu cleaned himself and sat on the bed.

Half-dried white hair fell on the sides of his face. He was wearing loose clothes, and there was a trace of fatigue between his brows.

Fu Jiu's spirit will not get tired, but this body will.

"Are we going to continue our practice plan next?" Fu Jiu asked Chang Le.

Chang Le said: "During the trip to the trial ground, I have vaguely touched the threshold of the super ninth realm, but there is still a clear distance to break through. While my body is still tired after leaving the trial ground, I will go to the old ruins of the Northern Realm again after the New Year's Eve. After that, it will be those secret realms outside the Middle Earth."

Fu Jiu responded.

This year is also the year when all members of the Dragon School are together. Although it is busier, the Dragon School has once again achieved the same grand occasion as when Fu Guang was here.

It was just nine years of hard training, and time passed in a flash.

The appearance of Chang Le's different personalities remains unchanged. Her own appearance is almost the same as when she was seventeen or eighteen years old. But when she saw Grandma Wu and others again after a few years, she realized that they had all grown older.

Granny Wu and Fu Yue have no special blood relationship. Now that she is over a hundred years old, she is already in her twilight years, and her old age can be clearly seen in her appearance.

Chen Wusui, Changfeng, Ziguiti and Wan Buxun are all quite old. Although they have maintained a relatively youthful appearance due to their cultivation, it will be difficult for them to improve their cultivation in this lifetime, and their lifespan will be just over a hundred years.

Luo Xuan, Gui Dao, and Xue Wuwang were the oldest, but all three of them had special skills and lived a long life. Chang Le subconsciously felt that they would accompany him until the end.

But when Chang Le was holding the wine glass and inadvertently glanced at Luo Xuan, he found that Luo Xuan seemed to have lost some weight, with some white hidden in his hair, a bit of fatigue between his brows, but a gentle and elegant smile on the corners of his mouth.

Chang Le suddenly realized that he seemed to have never asked how Luo Xuan, an ordinary human being, could live for more than three hundred years.

If you think about it more carefully, the lifespan of the dragons in this world is only a few hundred years, and the times when the Ghost Sword appears in human form have also become less frequent.

Iris was young, and Huanbo took over her body. They didn't know how long their lifespans would be, nor did they know whether they would die before or after her.

And Lu Yanhuai...

Chang Le didn't know what he would see if he visited him tomorrow.

Perhaps it was due to the alcohol, Chang Le became a little sentimental, and a feeling of melancholy and sadness surged in his chest, filling his heart with depression.

Watching the people around me slowly grow old is like watching everyone become part of the past, while I am the only one being pushed helplessly into the unknown, with an unknown destination and filled with loneliness.

"Ah Jiu."

Fu Jiu hummed.

“Am I destined to be alone?”

Fu Jiu said: "If you want to transcend the ordinary and break through the boundaries, you must be lonely on the great road."

Chang Le was silent for a long time, and suddenly called out again: "Sister Ye."

She hadn't called him like that for a long time, and Ye Buqi responded as always: "I'm here, Lele."

Chang Le suddenly smiled and murmured, "It's not bad, isn't it?"

"What do you mean?" Huan Bo who was beside her leaned over.

"Nothing, I just said that the Dragon Sect is doing well now." Chang Le picked up his favorite dishes for him.

Joking aside, it’s a good year after all.

The next day, Chang Le went to the old ruins of Beijie, called Lu Jinan, and met Lu Yanhuai.

Lu Yanhuai was not in the garden, but in the room, still sleeping when the call came.

"I had a minor cold before the New Year, but it turned into myocarditis and I was hospitalized for a while. I feel much better in the past two days, but I just need to rest."

Lu Jinan was afraid of waking him up, so he stood outside the room and talked to Chang Le, with the camera pointed at the people in the room through the glass window. On the small window of the communication, he could see his tired and worried face.

Liu Qiongsi, Lu Jinan's current wife, is taking care of him inside.

The two grew up together and had already developed a tacit understanding with each other. Although they were not in a passionate love relationship, they were suitable to be lifelong companions. They got married a few years ago, but because of the inheritance of the secret method, the two would not have any offspring connected by blood.

Chang Le said: "I got something in the God Creation Realm Trial Ground that might be useful to him. I have asked someone to deliver it to him."

Lu Jinan thanked him solemnly.

Afterwards, Chang Le continued his cultivation journey.

But this time, she took care to conceal her whereabouts, at least not to expose herself to those who were too idle to entertain her. After all, Fu Jiu had been in the trial ground for four years, and Chang Le had only been active in the Dragon Sect and had stopped entering the secret realm for four years. After Fu Jiu came back, Chang Le was active again, which made people suspicious.

This time, Chang Le entered the old ruins of the northern border alone and entered the hinterland of Beihai Bay.

When the Broken River Ice Sea appeared before his eyes, it was the first time that Chang Le had walked to such a deep sea. His eyes had already seen through the land across the bay at the end.

But this trip disturbed the water dragon in the North Bay, and as expected, this guy had already reached the super ninth realm.

Chang Le was already injured and tired, so he turned around and evacuated without hesitation.

After his injuries recovered, Chang Le began to practice in the secret realm again.

This time, she changed into the form of Wei'an, covered herself with a mask, changed her accent, and traveled to dangerous secret places in the world outside Middle-earth.

Another year has passed and spring has come.

Spring begins in March 340.

All things wake up during the Waking of Insects, and the spring breeze brings greenness for ten miles.

After ten years of peace, unrest and unrest began to sprout in subtle and subtle ways.

At this time, Chang Le was in the Dragon Tomb of Qianyuan Mountain, trying his best to break through to the ninth level.