Su Xian under the moon of Douluo

Chapter 85 Unexpected and Qi Nian

Next, Su Xian slowed down the pace of cultivation and tried his best to adjust his state.Regardless of whether it worked or not, he always felt that Qian Renxue shouldn't be too worried about him, and he also hoped to show her his best state.

……

The big pie-like moon hanging high in the sky will never change.

The dirty boy on the floating island sat on a small hill, calmly bent down and scratched his hands, and then looked at the scratches on the ground with a slight boost of energy.

almost!

My mark has reached 100 years, which means that the dream may end at any time, and I can end all this and wake up completely, and then I will officially enter the realm of the second-ring soul master.

Hehe, I don't want to work hard anymore.

Su Xian stretched lazily and fell back with a "boom", splashing a little dust and lying on the ground. Now he just wants to spend the last time, and he doesn't even bother to remember the marks.

An environment that has never changed makes it easy to ignore the passage of time.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Xian, who was about to lie on the ground again and continue to sleep for the rest of the time, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight, with a trace of doubt flashing through his silver-gray eyes with frowns.

Something is wrong, something doesn't seem right!
Although I haven't recorded the time for quite a while, the waiting time is a bit too long.The difference between my previous cycle and two days will not be too big.

But I have waited so long, could it be...

Su Xian's face was a little cloudy and uncertain, he walked quickly to the place where the mark was made and counted twice seriously, but the result was the same as before.

Could it be that the error is indeed relatively large, and the time has not yet come?Su Xian thought so, lightly waved his hand and scratched on the ground.

He was about to start recording the time, because a terrible conjecture loomed in his mind, but he didn't want to think too much about it.

Time will test this conjecture for me.he thought silently.

Time flies, and the scene on the floating island has changed.

He returned to the hillock, and as the vertical marks grew, the boy would replace them with horizontal marks.

Sometimes he would meditate, but most of the time he would just sit on the small ball and look at the bright moon, with a focused expression as if he wanted to find an answer on the bright moon.

But Mingyue has not changed at all, and there is no way to know the answer.Finally, the vertical marks gradually replaced the horizontal marks, and the horizontal marks became straight characters...

One day, Su Xian stared blankly at the ten newly added orthographic characters on the ground, and murmured: "Sure enough, the time is not 100 years. It has been extended, but I don't know the exact number."

This sentence was an extremely rare voice on the floating island except for the wind blowing from below, but only the words "I don't know" echoed in Su Xian's mind.

These four words seemed to have magical powers to verify Su Xian's conjecture, and also shattered his fantasy of leaving here and returning to that girl.

Suddenly, his body froze and felt cold. He clasped his hands tightly but found that he didn't get better.After thinking for a while, Su Xian couldn't help laughing bitterly:
"Is my heart getting cold?"

No one answered this question on the floating island, and only this floating island and the eternal bright moon and its brilliance were answered.

Your Highness, I am sorry.Whether I can wake up this time depends on whether I can persist until the moment when the dream is broken.

If possible, I will be behind you again.

If not...then Dou Academy is the last gift I leave to you.I hope this little flame can provide you with a little help in the future.

……

Su Xian became more and more silent, and Han Xing was reunited.

Most of the time, he stopped thinking about things and emptied his body and mind to dance with the cold stars. The sword moves he practiced were not limited to the three self-created soul skills that were born out of the Qianjia sword manual.

Or pick or stab, or wipe or split.The original three forms of self-created soul skills that seemed like a whole were slowly disassembled into countless subtle and small movements.

And his heart was slowly immersed in the endless sword dance with the shattering of his self-created soul skills.

He no longer keeps track of the time, because it doesn't make sense after the confirmation time is extended.

If he survived, he would naturally know how long it had passed when the dream was shattered.If you can't make it through, such behavior is nothing more than accelerating your own death, or let yourself know how long you have persisted and still can't escape the fate of death?

This is not his style.

No thinking, no thoughts, only the little figure who never stopped dancing the sword is present on the floating island.

Time has a magical power, it regards Su Xian and Han Xing as dishes, and cooks itself as a raging fire.

Countless sword shadows appeared in Su Xian's mind, they collided, shattered, merged and disappeared...

A little gray inevitably appeared in Su Xian's soul, and this gray was tightly wrapped around his soul like tarsal maggots.

This is a sign that the soul is getting tired, and Su Xian has experience with this.But he didn't stop, because sword dancing does not cause the fatigue of the soul, the endless passage of time does.

……

The gray color was all over Su Xian's soul, and suddenly a little grain appeared on his body.These are the broken lines that symbolize the wounds on his soul.

Su Xian had a vague premonition that perhaps when his body was covered with lines, it would be the time of his death.

What's different from last time is that I can't hold on until I can't hold on to the boundary, but this time it's different.I actually waited until my soul dies alive.

Is this considered an improvement?Su Xian didn't open his eyes, feeling the slowly spreading cracks in the continuous sword dance, he didn't have extra thoughts at this moment.

He thought, maybe I would be satisfied if I could see His Highness again...

But suddenly Su Xian's head seemed to be hit by something, and he couldn't help shaking his hands.This pain even made the cold star in Su Xian's hand almost shake off.

Su Xian was dumbfounded and clutched her forehead. This familiar feeling is...

Just now, in the Bright Forest.

The girl patted the dry grass hanging on her skirt and stood up, looking at Su Xian who was still sitting cross-legged not far away, she muttered, "Why is Su Xian still unable to wake up after absorbing the soul ring for so long?"

She frowned her pretty eyebrows, and walked up to Su Xian in small steps, looking at this flawless face seriously.He seems a little uncomfortable?

The girl hesitated for a moment and lifted her hand with some kind of proficiency, and a brain crash hit Su Xian on the forehead.

What's wrong with him, it is impossible to have a soul shock after absorbing a century-old soul ring...

Your Highness? !
Su Xian laughed, she has been waiting for me.

The boy on the floating island was still dancing with his sword, but with a smile on his face.The cracks slowed down in places where no one noticed.

Gradually, Su Xian seems to have found a way to face time, that is to let go of his thoughts and immerse his soul to reduce the impact of the passage of time on himself.

It's better...to have someone you care about by your side who can knock yourself.

……

At a certain moment, the fragments of the sword in Su Xian's mind seemed to be reshaped at a certain moment, condensing into three small swords.These are not physical three-handed swords, but symbolize the official completion of Su Xian's three-style self-created soul skills.

The next moment, the bright moon and the floating island shattered like a mirror, the fragments flew past Su Xian's body quickly, and the cold stars slowly dissipated.Under the washing of a certain force, Su Xian's soul full of cracks was repaired.

Su Xian knew that the dream was over.

In the bright forest, the boy on the meadow slowly opened his eyes, looking at the beautiful little face of the girl in front of him, Su Xian could even feel her soft breathing.

Your Highness, I haven't seen you for a thousand years...

At this moment, Su Xian could hardly suppress the thoughts in his heart.

　Good night, dear readers.By the way, sugar and wine ask for tickets every day~
　　
　
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