The First Sixty-Nine Chapters Hold Back Immortality (2)

The body has not yet fully entered, and the guardian of Tianxu City said loudly: "Qiao Dan, you are lucky this time, and the heavens borrowed force to let you easily enter the lower void, but don't scare me. , next time, it won’t be so easy for you to come in, it’s easy to leave, don’t send it off..."

Qiao Dan secretly cursed "Damn it, isn't this intentional to cause trouble for the lower Void Flying Human Race?" Before he had time to think about it, the gap in the sky healed, Jordan's body disappeared, and the battlefield in the lower void returned to calm.

The white-haired monk turned around and said to Rutian: "I'm going back too. The guardian is right. This Qiao Dan is just a strong outsider, and he went to the Void Flying Terran territory to grab it boldly. It was all brought down by Chen Xiang. Don't be polite, just move!" be quick……"

Ru Tian asked in a low voice: "Senior, how is Chen Xiang doing now?"

The white-haired monk shook his head: "I don't know either. If I could know Chen Xiang's condition, Jordan would have found him a long time ago. However, I know that even if Chen Xiang is alive, he only has a glimmer of hope. Overcoming this difficulty is really two things, he can only manage to barely survive now."

Rutian asked again: "Senior, do we need to do something for Chen Xiang?"

The white-haired monk shook his head: "Don't do anything. Chen Xiang's catastrophe has just passed, let him slowly recover on his own. If he can survive this catastrophe, no one can stop his rise in the future. You need to What we do is to use Chen Xiang as the internal driving force to lead our human race to develop rapidly. If Chen Xiang is not dead, our human race will have great luck, and among our human race, there will be a blowout trend of arrogance. Maybe, after a few years, we will be It is really possible to conquer flying people and avenge today's great revenge."

Rutian bowed and said, "Disciple understands."

The white-haired monk also cut through the space and disappeared.

The barren tide on the Xiaxu battlefield has passed for two years, but what followed, the Xiaxu battlefield and even the land of Kyushu became turbulent.

The strength of the Flying Human Race has dropped drastically. This is the decline of a top ten race. This is a huge piece of fat.

The pack of wolves joined forces and began to grab food. Among them, the most courageous and the fastest were the human race. Anyway, they had already offended them severely, and there was basically no room for relaxation, so they simply defended themselves. The human race was in the virtual battlefield and the land of Kyushu. At the same time, he made a bold move against the flying people, snatched territory, and fought for interests.

When the Flying Human Race was about to deal a head-on blow to the Human Race, the allied forces of the Chongtian Clan and the Chang'er Clan came to kill them together, and the battle broke out in the core area of ​​the Flying Human Race.

Not only did they not care about the human race, but also because they were not strong enough to withstand the joint attack of the two powerhouses, the core areas of the flying human race fell piece by piece.

The war lasted for more than ten years, and the war situation gradually stabilized.

In the entire territory of the Flying Human Race, there is not one out of ten. A large number of core and rich lands are divided up by the Chongtian and Long-eared Clans, while in the peripheral areas, the Human Race has become the biggest beneficiary.

Ten years have passed, and there is still no news of Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang from the human race. It seems that they have completely disappeared from the underworld, or they may have really fallen on Gehu Lake.

But at this time, Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang's influence is still there. Although many races are jealous of the profits of the human race, they do not dare to give their paws to the human race casually. Ordinary races did not dare to challenge at will. After coming and going, the human race stabilized the stolen territory and began to develop rapidly.

Ten years have passed, on the earth, year after year, flowers wither and bloom, year after year, the sun rises and the moon sets.

Ten years have passed, and gradually, many things have changed, and gradually, the focus of many people's attention has begun to shift.

The creation of the earth seems to have a miraculous miracle of life, especially for some strange races, ten years may be a time of gorgeous transformation.

Among the Xiaxu Wan clan, there is a magical race called "Nymph Clan". Before they reach adulthood, they are stupid and unbearable, and their shape is also very poor. Most of them are filthy insects buried deep in the ground. At the moment, it will break out of the ground and transform itself.

Once transformed, turn around gorgeously.

Some nymphs will grow wings and become beautiful butterflies, some can become cicada-winged birds, and some can directly become flying people.

Everyone in the Xiaxu family knows the beauty and variety of the nymphs, but few people know the bitterness and bitterness of the nymphs when they are not adults, and even fewer people know that the adults of the nymphs are the Xiaxu race. the most difficult process.

They need not to eat or drink, not to move, to endure the wind and rain, to endure the lightning and thunder, and if they are not careful, they will fail in the process of transformation and disappear silently in the empty space below. middle.

It's spring again.

On Langlin Island, pear blossoms are blooming again.

The rain of flowers flew all over the sky, whitening the hills and the water surface of Gehu Lake.

The human resident monks on Langlin Island are used to pear blossoms blooming every year, and they don't think there is anything unusual about it.

Many monks even come to Langlin Island to enjoy the pear blossoms at this time of year.

It is said that the fairy pear tree was planted by Master Chen Xiang himself. It represents the life-and-death love between Master Chen Xiang and the fourth concubine Yinpeng. Those who will disturb the fairy pear tree at will, and appreciate the pear blossoms are just watching from a distance.

This spring, pear blossoms are blooming again.

This spring, the blooming pear blossoms are very different from those in the past, and the flowering period is particularly long.

The pure white pear blossoms dye the hills white and flawless, as if there are fairies floating on the hills.

The pure white pear blossoms seem to have layers of mysterious power, covering up many auras, and the monks of Langlin Island are used to it, which is attributed to the magic of Lord Chen Xiang.

However, what the monks of Langlin Island did not know was that the white pear blossom like a fairy, in her arms, from this year onwards, every day when the moon rises and sets, she will quietly hold a dry human head , quietly absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

The head and eyes were closed tightly, without the slightest breath, as if it had dried up and died.

But every time the fairy pear flower gently sent nectar into his mouth, the human head would open his mouth slightly and gently suck the nectar into his mouth.

The pure white Xianli Hua'er, like a slim girl, gently hugged her head, followed the sound of the wind, hummed a soft song, and gently comforted the head in her arms.

No one noticed that in the sea of ​​flowers of the fairy pear tree, there was a still breathing head.

Sun Hao's head was in the embrace of the fairy pear tree, as if he had returned to Xiaoqing's side, serene and quiet, slowly, holding back his immortality, and recovering himself little by little.

The consciousness is completely shut down, only a trace of spirituality maintains the movement of the head, the sea of ​​consciousness is completely silent, a few stars representing the soul, and only the Chenxiang sword is still shining with a faint golden light.

For a long time.

The pear blossom nectar entered the sea of ​​consciousness, and dripped onto the sea of ​​consciousness with a ding-dong sound.

Floating in the sea of ​​consciousness, the motionless source bucket seemed to be stimulated by nectar, and with a ding-dong sound, a drop of the original liquid dripped down.

The raw liquid entered the sea of ​​consciousness, and Sun Hao's sea of ​​consciousness recovered a little.

Above the sea of ​​consciousness, there was a ding of Chen Xiang's sword and a flash of light.

In the sea of ​​flowers, Sun Hao opened his eyes suddenly, and looked far into the distance. In an instant, the divine light disappeared, as if he had exhausted his energy, and his eyes were tightly closed again.

Flowers rained all over the sky, as if infinitely gentle, gently stroking Sun Hao's face.

Langlin Island is still the same, as if nothing has changed just now.

The pear blossoms are still blooming again and again.

Every year, the pure white pear blossoms have a particularly long flowering period, whitening the hills and lakes of Gehu Lake.

No one would know that among the pure white pear blossoms, there was a head that was about to wither in his arms, and no one knew that in the midst of these pure white pear blossoms, Sun Hao was like a Duzi lungfish, struggling to hold back his life , or, like the "nymphs" who have not yet been reborn from the cocoon and have not come out of the larva state, they are dormant, waiting for the moment of their own rebirth.

Body and head separated.

There is still a breath left, the karma is over, ten years have passed, whether Sun Hao can regain his life from the endless suffering, Sun Hao still needs to be tenacious to hold back his immortality and work hard to live tenaciously.

Just like Duzi lungfish waiting for the collapse of the house and the coming of heavy rain, Sun Hao must also wait tenaciously.

Wait, don't die while waiting, but be reborn while waiting. (to be continued ~^~)