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"Boy, this is the end of the matter, what plans do you have?" Ren Tiankuo asked.
Ye Fan looked at the tens of thousands of people at the scene and smiled, "Just now, I have finished talking about everything I want to say. This is the situation. Everyone wants to go to the Obsidian Legion. It is your freedom.
No one is qualified to ask you to stay and bet on your own destiny together, including me of course. "
There were tens of thousands of people at the scene with complex complexions. Obviously many people were indeed tempted.
Ye Fan looked at the ancestor who had just shot with emotion, and said: "To be honest, I thought that most cultivators would choose a way to survive for longevity.
But what I saw today made me realize that not all monks are greedy for life and fear of death, nor do they care about the world.
I will work hard until the last moment, but I don’t know if anything can be changed..."
All the Chaos Realm powerhouses present looked at each other, and they were obviously also embarrassed.
If it were not for the end of the world, they would not have thought that one day they would need to make such a choice.
Next, Ye Fan briefly talked about the vaccine invented by Chu Yunyao.
As for the more details, before the Doomsday Conference, how the various parties coordinate and cooperate to resist evil spirits, these issues, it has nothing to do with him.
The Alliance Conference did not last long and ended.
Most of the monks have a heavy heart, and all parties have many things to work on.
Although the time is short, everything that can be changed is made clear.
With the departure of a large number of people in the City of Innocence, the city became deserted again.
Ye Fan said goodbye to some old friends one by one, and agreed to see you in the doomsday meeting.
"Goodbye then, maybe many people in there are already from the Obsidian Legion," Shi Lan Yu muttered.
"Xiao Yu, don't say anything, your mouth was opened," Ning Zimo said with a smile.
Ye Fan smiled at the women, saw the snow that was getting heavier and heavier outside the palace, and stepped out.
When he came to the corner of the promenade outside the palace, Ye Fan looked at the gray sky, a little startled.
"What's wrong, her expression is so serious", Ai Er came over, her amber hair bringing a touch of warmth in the winter.
Ye Fan looked at the woman and said with a smile: "Do you want to return to Shenting?"
"Yes, I can't leave the people over there, right? Anyway, even if I practice in the big formation, even if I hit the Chaos Realm, I can't change the overall situation," Ai Er sighed.
Ye Fan stretched his arm around the woman's fragrant shoulder, "Aier... You said, am I too aggressive? Is it really necessary to get to this point?"
Ai Er thought for a while, "Maybe... Some people think you are stupid. It seems stupid to fight the Obsidian Legion and save the prehistoric.
Because just like human beings can be born, old, sick, and die, the doomsday is also a natural law.
Since it is an objective law, why do you have to change it? It was so scarred and even killed.
However, maybe because of myself, I also want to guard the garden stupidly, but I can understand you.
In order to be able to transcend life and death, cultivators will use cultivation to improve their cultivation level and continuously increase their life span.
Isn't this the most basic, an action against the laws of nature
Even if you know that no matter how high your cultivation base is, you will actually get old sooner or later, but you still have to fight against the sky.
Maybe for you, in order to make this world exist longer, doing these seemingly silly things is also a kind of resistance to the way of heaven. "
Ye Fan looked at the woman with deep eyes, and a ray of thought suddenly flashed in his mind...
"What's wrong?" Ai'er found the man's expression weird.
Ye Fan muttered to himself: "Cultivators, improve cultivation base, increase life span..."
"Is there something wrong?" Ai Er wondered.
Ye Fan patted his forehead, then held Ai'er's face in his hand, and kissed him hard!
"I thought about it! Ai'er, I'll talk about it later, I won't send you off!"
Ye Fan flashed away and rushed back into the palace directly.
Ai'er stood in the hallway, confused and dumbfounded.
In the next few days, Ye Fan shut himself in the room alone, and the soul entered into the ring of the sword god and kept thinking...
If we say that a smart life can increase one's lifespan through cultivation.
So a famous, a world, if it is regarded as a life, how can it enhance its "cultivation base" so that it can live longer
The chaos and the void swallowed, as if it was continuously aging.
The birth and death of the civilized world are like birth, old age, sickness and death.
A monk can fight against the sky for the sake of life, isn't it the world
What I have been considering before is the consumption of prehistoric stones, which has led to the gradual end of the world.
However, human monks do not live solely on spiritual energy, the power of chaos, and even higher primitive power, these energies can be absorbed by monks.
Practitioners rely on the advancement of their realm to control higher-level energies and even laws.
So, for the world, can it really only rely on the prehistoric stone to resist "aging"
Ye Fan kept thinking, listing and deducing various possibilities in his mind.
While thinking, practice from time to time, alternately, day by day.
After more than ten days, Ye Fan found that even though he had some ideas, he didn't seem to have enough strength to push forward some plans.
Feeling that he didn't go outside for a few days, Ye Fan walked out of the palace, intending to change his mind a bit.
The City of Innocence has been wrapped in silver and white.
Ye Fan came to the yard where the Zhenbeihou family lived, just in time to see the family eating hot pot.
Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry. After asking, he knew that Shi Lan Yu's lingering girl arranged for him.
"Big brother, I heard my sister-in-law said that you were very excited and ran in that day. Did you figure out a way to defeat Ye Xuanguang?" Ye Hang asked expectantly.
"Hang'er, don't bother your elder brother, hurry up and get a bowl", Ji Suxin felt sorry for his eldest son.
Ye Fan sat down and ate for a while, and found that something was wrong, something was missing at the scene.
"Mom, why doesn't Qing'er come to eat?" Ye Fan asked.
"Then girl, play with the glutinous rice balls in the back. It seems that the glutinous rice balls are not in a good mood recently and I have no appetite for eating," Ji Suxin said.
Ye Fan didn't believe it, "Can this sloth bear be in a bad mood? If the world is destroyed, he won't lose his appetite."
Although he didn't believe it, Ye Fan still cared about this partner who had saved him several times, so he got up and walked into the backyard.
Sure enough, I saw Ye Wanqing sitting on the steps, watching the dumplings playing in the yard.
"Brother, look at what's going on with glutinous rice balls. I play snowballs here every day, and I don't want to eat meat anymore." Ye Wanqing pouted and said worriedly.
Ye Fan frowned, looking at the small body of the tangyuan, using two short legs to push the snowball awkwardly, rolling bigger and bigger.