"It's not a bad thing for you to do this, you have consolidated the foundation, and your earlier Taoist practice was somewhat vain." Wang Xuan comforted Chen Yongjie.
"It makes sense, just consolidate." Lao Chen nodded, he has broken through quite violently recently, very fast, he really needs to stop and enjoy the scenery along the way, in order to make a better trip next time.
Of course, compared to Wang Xuan, he is still gentle and drizzling, he is just comparing with some people in history.
In the barren mountains eight hundred miles away, the sword fairy had the Creation Crystal in her hand, but she was still shaken and shrunk a little, puffed up, stared wide-eyed, and drew on the ground with a small sword, sketching a familiar humanoid picture, and then poking and poking.
It was precisely because he had expected that Wang Xuan did not dare to come to see her with a guilty conscience, so he should let this little thing calm down, so as not to "practice swordsmanship" with him after meeting.
"Wang Xuan, it's you, it must be you, shaking me again, shaking me... What kind of freak are you? It's so annoying, it's so important that I can't grow up, right?"
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Wang Xuan rinsed his body with cold water, his whole body was crystal clear, and there was a strange flow of light, which was caused by the increase in the upper limit of life, and the eleventh paragraph was indeed very special.
However, after he ran the scriptures a little and covered them with secret methods, he returned to normal, not wanting to be too different, but the skin ...... It was really too good.
He changed into a practice uniform, gave Chen Yongjie a large handful of tea fruits, and motioned for him not to say anything, turn back to retreat, and when he couldn't understand the scriptures, he would slowly soak and drink.
"I...... Go!" Chen Yongjie was shocked.
"Quietly go and send some tea fruits to the Sword Fairy!" Wang Xuan said, took out another handful and handed it over, the little thing was still credible.
"Why don't you go yourself, for fear of being beaten severely?"
"Now, she may not be able to beat me."
Wang Xuan left this place and walked around Ancheng, wanting to understand the movements after the transcendent upper limit was lowered, and inevitably came to Huang Ming's Immortal Tea House.
Contrary to his expectations, all parties were calm, and it could even be said that they were numb, and people were far less terrified and accepted reality than before.
Huang Ming greeted him, brought good tea, and said: "What is there to complain about, since it is destined to be ordinary, no matter how God shakes it, anyway, I will lie flat completely!"
"I'll lie flat too, ahh!" Zhou Qinghuang is a frequent visitor here, and when he said this, he felt that it was not fresh and elegant enough, so he quickly changed his words and said: "My fate is up to me, and I am powerless to change the status quo, so let nature take its course!"
Not far away, Gu Mingxi was whispering to Zhou Shiqian, discussing asking her to endorse her, and Fairy Gu wanted to set up a beauty company with Zhou Qinghuang.
"Even you have to do business and move closer to business?" Wang Xuan was surprised, after coming out this time, he felt very complicated, the mythical creatures had lost their spirits, and no one was willing to fight against the arrival of the extraordinary cold winter night, and they all gave up struggling.
"There is no way, ideals are always defeated by reality, since you can't fight against it, then follow the general trend." Someone spoke with a little regret, but he quickly talked about business plans with the people around him.
An old transcendent person spoke: "The extraordinary end is the choice of the universe, becoming a colorful bubble that has passed away in the process of historical change. Unless, choose to extinguish it with the curtain, listen to the last funeral song of the fairy world, and die with it, otherwise you and I can only follow the current irrevocable general trend."
"Yes, the general trend is like this, who can stop the rolling and surging power of the torrent of history, will be crushed into powder, and there will be no place to be buried!" Someone sighed.
It can be seen that they are also unwilling, but there is really no way but to let go of all this.
Another person spoke: "Since you choose to live and not be buried with the immortal world, you can only adapt to this era full of changes, and living a good life is more important than anything else. Transcendent becomes history, you and I need to calm down, work, and live in peace, starting from now, I hope the future can give people novelty and hope, instead of living miserably in the corners of the old land and new stars."
Wang Xuan didn't make a sound, sat there, and drank tea silently. He was originally very happy and high-spirited, wanting to fight his opponent, investigate the evil dragon, and cut off his power left in the present world, but now, he was a little disinterested.
This was not the transcendent world in his heart, now that the myth is gone, everyone has lost their fighting spirit and abandoned their original paths and pursuits in regret.
Many transcendent people are trying to adapt and integrate into ordinary life, which makes Wang Xuan fascinated, is all this he pursuing really going to be empty?
The extraordinary world in his heart, lifting the clouds into the sky, seeking immortality and seeking the Tao, is just an ordinary thing, on weekdays, monks can enter the sun and moon, can drive dragons into Guanghan Palace, and can travel far away to the Yaochi grand event, the grand fairy world is vast and gorgeous, with countless immortal fates, rare beasts, divine medicines and pure lands, boundless and endless.
There should be a variety of immortal secret realms, strange realms, waiting to be explored, there can be sword qi competition and confrontation, or there can be a holy land that has been refining medicine for thousands of years, which can realize the various dreams of young people.
Just like those legends, the young man traveled far with passion, eliminated demons and demons, stepped on the boundless wilderness, had fierce battles, grew up in confrontation with wizards from all walks of life, and witnessed the grandeur and historical depth of a true immortal civilization.
Wang Xuan shook his head, some of the thoughts he had as a child, now it seems impossible to realize, when he grows up, now he has really become an extraordinary person, the immortal path has decayed, the transcendent world has collapsed, and everything has lost its meaning.
This is an era of drastic change, the so-called transcendent dream, now it seems a bit unrealistic, where is there that grand world for him to experience, let him experience.
Now it seems that the colorful immortal civilization is a little thin and pale, and it is about to become an old picture scroll with dust on the wall.
"I'm so unwilling!" There was an extraordinary person lying on the table, and then, silently, hiding the reddened circles under his eyes, their time was gone forever.
Even, some people are worried about whether they will be targeted and liquidated after the return of the super battleship in deep space.
"Forget it, what do you want to do so much, it will be a business war in the future, business dealings, the worst is to set up a stall and sell coolies, it's really not good, provide blood for some scientific research laboratories for their research, in this era, you can't starve to death."
Some people are depressed, but more people adjust quickly, talking about various plans, what to transplant fruit trees in the fairy world, cultivate new varieties, etc., and what to open a health center to prolong people's lives.
Talking about the future, some extraordinary people are very interested and willing to cooperate with each other, help each other, and find people to invest together.
Mo Si sat in a corner, very silent, drinking cup after cup of tea without saying a word. He was a pure practitioner who had been fighting and was unwilling to extinguish the transcendent fire in his heart. However, in this era, at the end of the myth, the rolling waves of red dust slapped down, and he couldn't stop it.
He felt the desolation of everything withering in late autumn, he slowly got up and walked away slightly alone.
"The extraordinary world in my heart is about to disappear and perish before I have time to explore it." Wang Xuan sighed lightly, he had broken the barrier, but now his mind was difficult to calm down, and he felt an indescribable coolness.
He was frowning, the changes of the great era have indeed arrived, even if he is confident that there is a way to find it, but for a long time, most of them will not be able to change the general trend.
In history, there are so many mythical civilizations, and there are so many people who have faith, and in those civilizations, even the super peerless ones have died, and no one has really changed the ending. For the transcendental, the eternal night is boundless, and the occasional light that shines and passes is insignificant.
Does he want to plan ahead and prepare a way out for himself? If he really becomes ordinary in the future, but the dream in his heart is not extinguished, and he still wants to continue, how can he do it without capital and foundation? It is difficult to maintain that terrifying consumption.
However, once this opening is opened, he is afraid that he will tear a corner of his confidence, which will make him hesitate and his belief is not firm enough.
"Even if I become ordinary, no longer powerless, without extraordinary means, I will not starve to death, let me give up the transcendent path, I am absolutely unwilling, I will definitely explore. Let's be more or less prepared, not to shake confidence, but to prepare for the era of depletion."
Wang Xuan was in the tea house, listening to the conversations of the transcendents, all of them were trying to survive and develop, abandoning the path of cultivation and pursuing everything that was realistic.
Is there anything wrong with that? No, it's very rational, it should be like this. However, Wang Xuan, as an outsider, had a sense of loneliness, sighed deeply, the extraordinary world was destroyed, he actually had an indescribable emotion, it seemed to be worse than those people, and there was a little bitterness in his heart.
"If you have not witnessed the brilliance, you will lose it, if you have not stood on the top, you will sink into the abyss with the darkness, and in this great era, you must experience its decline firsthand. The grand fairy world, the brilliant mythical civilization, I don't know if it's a farewell forever, or a temporary departure, I'm about to say goodbye!" Wang Xuan got up and left.
Fang Yuzhu, Yanyan, Zhang Daoling, and Ming Xue, the information sent back through the ancient spaceship, had already told Wang Xuan that they were going away to make a last-ditch effort for the myth, but they didn't say much.
"In this era, there are not many people who are still walking this path, except for those in the Curtain Heaven Realm, almost all other transcendent people have given up." Wang Xuan's heart was heavy.
"Will there come a day when I, a modern person, will become the last seeker of the Tao, and even everyone who returns from behind the curtain will give up, and I will be the only remaining person who is still struggling to pursue the transcendent path, a fallen, a person who groped forward alone in the cold winter and night?" He laughed at himself.
If there really is such a day, it will be really sad, it means that everyone has failed, the immortals have given up, and there is no hope in sight.
If that day comes, if this continues, most of the people around him may not understand, in such a big context, there is only one person who walks on his feet, and that is just a personal choice.
"While I still have the strength now, do something, take Goddess Zhao home, and pick up Wu Yin back." Wang Xuan decided to enter deep space.
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