Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 897
The old man's voice was joking, and in the cold wind, Li Jiding looked at the free and easy Shenzi beside him, speechless.

"Why?" Dongfang Yi patted him on the shoulder, "Others won't mention it, you shouldn't think that the Son of God will not die, right?"

After all, this is the one who takes the goddess as an enemy.

Li Ji shook his head, gritted his teeth and looked at Dongfang Yi, "But the lifespan of the Son of God should be..."

"Yeah, longer than ordinary people," Dongfang Yi smiled, "That's why I can come and go freely at this age."

It is rare for people to reach their seventies, but he is still alive and kicking when he is almost seventy.

"By virtue of the favor of the Eight Beast Gods, the Son of God can live longer than ordinary people," Dongfang Yi looked at him quietly, "but what if the Eight Beast Gods are gone?"

Li Ji was shocked.

"It's been nearly nine years since the Qinglong God completely disappeared, and the lifespan bestowed by the Qinglong God on this old man is about to reach its limit," Dongfang Yi looked at Li Ji cherishingly. Now, the gods are gods, and whether they are bestowed or not is the way of heaven."

Be grateful for what you get, let alone feel resentful if you don’t get it.

Li Ji clenched his fists and stuck his fingertips into his palms, "Is it the way of heaven that a woman can't practice?"

Dongfang Yi was taken aback, "This..."

"Isn't it?" Li Ji said lightly, "If so, the way of heaven is not right."

"Ji'er, you..." Dongfang Yi wanted to ask him when he had the courage to question the way of heaven, but the next moment he thought of the two women who questioned the way of heaven more than ten years ago, the old man suddenly fell silent.

"Master, I have seen how that woman broke the impossible," Li Ji looked at him and said, "If there is a way of heaven in this world, it is not impossible to challenge."

Just like he didn't have the courage to challenge the heavenly rank, everyone said that the water magician could no longer advance to the heavenly rank.

But that woman, who was far weaker than him, gave him courage.

"Master, I also hope that you will challenge yourself and try your best to survive," Li Ji said, looking at Dongfang Yi seriously.

Dongfang Yi closed her eyes, opened them again, and felt that the adoptive son who came back from Nanchu had really changed.

"But there are some things that people can't work hard on," the old man sighed.Just like everyone wants to live forever, how many people can achieve it?
Dongfang Yi thought of the emperor who once wanted to live forever, and indeed made the highest achievement on the Shanhai Continent.The emperor who can be called No. 1 in the ages can't defy the sky, let alone an old monk.

"How long?" Li Ji looked at Dongfang Yi and asked.

Dongfang Yi knew he was asking about his lifespan, "From now on, it will probably be next summer, less than a year."

next summer.Li Ji was taken aback when he heard the words.

"What's wrong with you?" Dongfang Yi asked in confusion.

Next summer, Li Ji will not forget this time.

Because this is also the end of Ying Baoyue's lifespan.

"Ji'er?"

"Okay, I agree." Li Ji straightened his body, clenched his fists and looked at the old man in front of him, "Master, I promise you."

He spoke so bluntly, but Dongfang Ji was surprised, "You...what did you promise?"

"This is my last willfulness, the last year of revenge, and now that I don't succeed this year, I will never leave Soochow again." Li Ji looked at him and said quietly.

"Ji, Ji'er... this old man doesn't mean that either," Dongfang Yi looked at the dark eyes of the man in front of him, a little flustered, because he knew how sincere this man's thoughts were for that woman, "I don't want you to give up revenge, even if You can keep checking if you stay in Soochow..."

"When did I say I was going to give up?" However, Li Ji gave him a surprised look, "I just said that I won't go all over the continent to search for it regardless. I won't give up trying to find that person."

Another thing he learned from that girl is to never give up.

"So that's how it is," Dongfang Yi sighed with a complicated expression, "Then this middle-level ceremony is your last chance, and the old man is still here, so go ahead and do it. The visitors from the Northern Wei Dynasty are not friendly this time, so you have to be more careful." .”

Li Ji knew that Dongfang Yi must have been under a lot of pressure from the Imperial Prayer Province and the immortal officials from other countries, so he bowed to the old man in front of him, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble." Dongfang Yi turned and looked at the half-arranged grand altar behind him. "This is the most grand middle-level ceremony of our Soochow. Of course, our Soochow wants the strongest man to play."

This is also the last intermediate ceremony he organized.

Standing beside him, Li Ji also looked at the altar in front of him. Five days later, he would be here to welcome the strongest young practitioners in the entire continent.

The surrounding wind was biting, but Li Ji had already felt the fierceness of the fighting spirit that day.

"So you have nothing to be embarrassed about, stand up for me!" At this moment, Dongfang Yi's big palm slapped him hard on the back.

Li Ji took a step forward after being photographed, and looked at him in a daze, "Master?"

"Straighten your back!" Dongfang Yi yelled, "You are Lord Zhaohua of the Eastern Wu, the most powerful water magician in our Eastern Wu!"

Only Dongfang Yi knows that this young man with a strong appearance actually hides an extremely gentle boy inside.In fact, Li Ji is not suitable to be a practitioner at all. This child is too gentle, too gentle to be suitable for this world of the jungle.

And who would have thought that such a child would have cultivated to the heavenly ranks for the sake of his sweetheart.

It is precisely because of his gentle nature that he feels guilty about participating in the middle-level ceremony at a high level, worrying about taking away the dreams of those younger than him.

But what about his own dreams?

Dongfang Yi sighed in her heart, and slapped Li Ji's back hard again, hating iron for being weak.

"How did I teach you when I was young?" The old man shouted heavily, "Even if you have to freeze to death in the cold wind, you must stand upright like a pine and cypress. You are the bearing of our Soochow, and you must show our national prestige!"

Standing on the top of the mountain, Li Ji's eyes widened, and he opened his arms to welcome the cold wind as he did when he first started to practice after recovering from his childhood injuries.

At that time, Dongfang Ji also said the same thing as him.

He was enlightened.

"I understand, Master, it was my apprentice who was acting like a fool before," Li Ji said in the face of the cold wind, and his voice returned to his usual calm, "I will win."

This is the last mid-level ceremony that Dongfang Yi can host. For him, it is the first and last time he can participate.

He will do his best to get the leader.

This is the respect for the young boy in the cloud forest in his heart, and also the respect for the friends he met in Nanchu.

It is also what she longs for.

As he said to Dongfang Yi before, this was originally his last chance.

He has been looking for it for eight full years, but he has never felt so close to that young master like this year.He felt that he was approaching the truth, and if he missed this year, he didn't know when he would have to wait.

Their Soochow is the host country of the middle-level ceremony, and it is one of the big powers among the three powers. As the sixth son of Soochow in the Warring States Period, it is even more impossible for him to give up the title of being the strongest in his own land to others.

Li Ji, who has figured it out, has never felt so happy.

"Master," Li Ji looked back at the old man with gratified eyes, and the man said seriously, "Let me have a hearty kill."

"Wait until I bring the leader back to you."

(End of this chapter)