Deep Space Beyond

"It's not a bad thing for you to be like this. You have solidified your foundation. Your earlier practice was somewhat vain." Wang Xuan comforted Chen Yongjie.

"It makes sense, just to consolidate it." Old Chen nodded. Recently, he has made a breakthrough quite violently, very fast. He really needs to stop and appreciate the scenery along the way, in order to make a better trip next time.

Of course, compared with Wang Xuan, he is still relatively peaceful, he is just comparing with some people in history.

In the barren mountains 800 miles away, Fairy Sword had the Crystal of Fortune in her hand, but she was still shrunk by the shock. She was bulging, staring with big eyes, holding a small sword and drawing on the ground, sketching a familiar picture. Human figure, and then poked and poked.

It was precisely because he had anticipated that, Wang Xuan did not dare to come to see her in a guilty conscience, so let this little thing calm down, lest he would "practice swords" with him after meeting. .

"Wang Xuan, it's you, it must be you, shaking me again, shocking me. What kind of freak are you? I'm so annoying, you want to make me not grow up, right?"

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Wang Xuan washed his body with cold water, his whole body was crystal clear, and there was a strange flow of brilliance, which was caused by the increase of the upper limit of life.

However, after he ran the scriptures a little bit and covered it up with a secret method, he returned to normal again. He didn't want to be too different, but his skin...was really too good.

He changed into a training suit and gave Chen Yongjie a large amount of tea fruit, instructing him not to say anything, turn back to retreat, and drink slowly when he can't understand the scriptures.

"I... go!" Chen Yongjie was shocked.

"Go quietly and bring some tea and fruit to Fairy Jian!" Wang Xuan said, took out another handful, and handed it over, the little thing was still credible.

"Why don't you go by yourself, for fear of being beaten?"

"Now, she might not be able to beat me."

Wang Xuan left this place and went to Ancheng for a walk, wanting to know what happened after the transcendent upper limit was pushed down, and inevitably came to Huang Ming's Ban Xian Tea House.

Contrary to his expectations, all parties were calm, and it could even be said that they were numb. People were far less frightened than before and accepted the reality.

Huang Ming greeted him, brought him some good tea, and said, "What is there to complain about? Since it is destined to be ordinary, let the gods shake things up, anyway, I am completely flat!"

"I'm lying down too, ahhh!" Zhou Qinghuang is a frequent visitor here, just when he said this, he felt that it was not fresh and elegant, so he quickly changed his words: "My fate is up to me, and I can't change the status quo, so let it be natural. !"

Not far away, Gu Mingxi was whispering to Zhou Shiqian, discussing asking her to speak for her. Fairy Gu wanted to set up a beauty company with Zhou Qinghuang.

"Even you all want to do business and move closer to business?" Wang Xuan was surprised. After coming out this time, he felt very complicated. Mythical creatures have lost their hearts, and no one is willing to fight against the arrival of the extraordinary cold winter night. All give up struggling.

"There is no way, ideals are always defeated by reality. Since you can't fight against it, let's go with the general trend." Someone said with a little regret, but, Zuo Kuai talked about business planning with the people around him.

An old extraordinary person said: "The end of the extraordinary is the choice of the big universe, and it has become a beautiful bubble that has passed away in the process of historical change. , listen to the last funeral song of the fairy world, and die together with it, otherwise you and I can only conform to the irreversible trend today."

"Yeah, the general trend is like this, who can stop the surging force of the historical torrent, and will be crushed into powder, and there will be no place to die!" Someone sighed.

It can be seen that they are also unwilling, but they really have no choice but to let go of all this.

Another person said: "Since you choose to live and not be buried with the fairy world, then you can only adapt to this era full of changes. Living well is more important than anything else. Transcendence has become history, you and I need to calm down, work, and live in peace. , Let’s start from now, I hope the future can give people novelty and hope, instead of living miserably in the corners of old soil and new stars.”

Wang Xuan didn't say anything, just sat there drinking tea silently. This time, he was standing at the end of the mythical frontier. Originally, he was very happy and full of energy. He wanted to fight with his opponent, to investigate the evil dragon, and to cut off his power in the world, but now, he is a little less interested.

This is not the extraordinary world in his heart. Now the myth is gone forever. Everyone has lost their fighting spirit and gave up their original path and pursuit in regret.

Many extraordinary people are trying to adapt and integrate into ordinary life, which makes Wang Xuan fascinated. Is all this what he pursues really going to be in vain?

The extraordinary world in his heart, lifting the sky into the sky, seeking immortals and seeking Tao, is just an ordinary thing. On weekdays, monks can enter the sun and the moon, drive dragons into Guanghan Palace, and travel far to Yaochi grand gatherings. The grand immortal world is vast and gorgeous. There are countless fates, rare beasts, pure land of divine medicine, boundless and endless.

There should be more colorful fairyland mysteries, bizarre fields, waiting to be explored, there can be competition and confrontation with sword energy, or there can be holy land that has been refining medicine for thousands of years, which can realize all kinds of dreams of young people.

Just like those legends, the young man traveled far with blood in his heart, slaying demons and conquering demons, stepping on the boundless land, fighting fiercely, growing up in the confrontation with all kinds of geniuses, and witnessing the grandeur and historical thickness of a true immortal civilization.

Wang Xuan shook his head. Some of the ideas he had in his childhood seemed impossible now. When he grows up, he really becomes an extraordinary person. Immortal Dao is rotten, the extraordinary world collapses, and everything loses its meaning.

This is an era of drastic changes. The so-called extraordinary dream seems unrealistic now. Where is the grand world for him to experience, let him experience.

Now it seems that the colorful fairy world civilization is a little thin and pale, and it is about to become an outdated picture scroll covered with dust on the wall.

"I'm not reconciled!" An extraordinary person was lying on the table, and then, there was silence, covering the red eyes, their era will never return.

Some people are even worried about whether they will be targeted and liquidated after the return of the super battleship in deep space.

"Forget it, what do you think about, it will be a business war in the future. The worst thing to do with business is to set up a stall and sell coolies. It's really impossible to provide blood for some scientific research laboratories for their research. In this era, no one can starve to death. "

Some people are depressed, but more people adjust quickly. They are talking about various plans, such as transplanting fruit trees in the fairyland, cultivating new varieties, etc., and opening a health center to prolong life.

Talking about later, some extraordinary people are very interested, 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 is a pure practitioner who has been fighting, unwilling to extinguish the extraordinary fire in his heart. However, in this era, the last year of the myth, when the huge waves of red dust slammed down, he couldn't stop it.

He felt the desolation of all things withering in the late autumn, he slowly got up, and walked away a little lonely.

"The extraordinary world in my heart, before I have time to explore it, it will disappear and perish." Wang Xuan sighed softly, he passed the level, but now his mind is difficult to calm down, and he feels an unspeakable coolness.

He is frowning. The big era has indeed come. Even if he is confident that there is a way to be found, for a long time, most of the big trends cannot be changed.

In history, there are so many mythical civilizations, and there are so many people with confidence. In those civilizations, even the super peers have died, and no one has really changed the ending. For the extraordinary, the eternal darkness is boundless, and the little light that occasionally shines and passes is insignificant.

Does he want to plan ahead and prepare a way back for himself? If he really becomes ordinary in the future, but the dream in his heart is not extinguished, and he wants to continue, how can he do it without capital and background? It's hard to sustain that terrifying consumption.

However, once this opening was opened, he was afraid that a corner of his confidence would be torn apart, which would make him hesitant and not firm enough in his beliefs.

"Even if I become ordinary, no longer able, and without extraordinary means, I will not starve to death. It is absolutely unwilling to let me give up the extraordinary road, and I will definitely have to explore. It is better to take precautions, not to shake confidence, but to Necessary preparations for the era of depletion."

In the tea house, Wang Xuan listened to the conversations of the extraordinary people, all of them were seeking survival, seeking development, abandoning the path of cultivation, and pursuing everything in reality.

Is there anything wrong with this? No, very rational, it should be. However, as an outsider, Wang Xuan felt a sense of loneliness, sighed deeply, and the extraordinary world was destroyed. He had an unspeakable emotion, it seemed to be even worse than those people, and there was a bit of bitterness in his heart.

"If you haven't witnessed the brilliance~www.wuxiaspot.com~, you will lose it. If you haven't stood on top, you will sink into the abyss with the darkness. In this great era, you must experience its decline. The grand fairyland, the splendid mythical civilization, I don't know whether to say goodbye forever, or leave for a while, and I'm about to say goodbye!" Wang Xuan got up and left.

Fang Yuzhu, Yanyan, Zhang Daoling, and Ming Xue had already told Wang Xuan through the information sent back by the ancient spacecraft that they were leaving for the last fight for the myth, but they didn't say much.

"In this era, there are not many people who are still walking this road. Except for those in the Mutian realm, almost all the other extraordinary people have given up." Wang Xuan felt heavy.

"Will there be a day when I, a modern person, will become the last seeker, and even everyone who has returned from behind the scenes will give up, and I will be the only person who is still struggling to find the transcendent path, a fallen person, a Someone who is groping forward alone in the dark winter night?" He laughed at himself.

If there is such a day, it will be too sad, it means that everyone has failed, Li Xian has given up, and there is no hope in sight.

If that day comes, and if things go on like this, most of the people around him may not understand. Under such a big background, there is only one person walking around, and that is only a personal choice. When the waves of the great era hit, It's more cruel and realistic.

"While I still have the strength, do something, take Goddess Zhao home, and take Wu Yin back." Wang Xuan decided to enter deep space.

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