Volume 3, Chapter 7: Continuation of Life.

A group of people were busy, talking and laughing, killing chickens and cattle, preparing from early morning to dusk, waiting for the sunset to set and the bright moon to hang in the sky.

Smoke rises from the cooking stove, and everything begins to proceed as it did in previous years, with the same people performing different stories.

The theme of today is still reunion. At this moment, everyone puts aside everything in the past and enjoys the fireworks of the world and this comfortable time.

Drink big gulps of wine and eat big mouthfuls of meat.

The duel between Qingfeng and the little monk is going on. A competition of gluttony that has lasted for thousands of years is still going on as scheduled under the auspices of Li Gou.

There were cheers in the arena as the two men showed off in front of a pile of real objects. The ending was no surprise. Qingfeng still represented Taoism and defeated Buddhism.

The rest of the people sat in groups of two or three, toasting their glasses and singing. The lively atmosphere never stopped for a moment. Everyone prepared a small show for everyone to enjoy.

From dusk till late at night, the laughter and joy on the main peak never stopped.

Ye Tingmu, who was over thirty drinks away, looked at the bright moon in the sky and listened to the cheerful voices around him, but there was still a trace of worry lingering in his heart.

There is always something missing. If Guanqi were here, everything would be perfect.

Yue Mingfeng came to his side at some point. He had now entered the realm of Immortal King, and his broken arm had long since recovered. He drank from time to time and asked the questions he asked every year.

"When do we leave?"

Ye Tingmu still looked at the moon in the sky and uttered two words as usual.

“Soon.”

Yue Mingfeng also stood up as usual, "Okay, hold on tight."

Like Ye Tingmu, his little apprentice has always been in his heart for two thousand years since he watched the chess game.

The little disciple whose smile was like moonlight, could illuminate him in the darkness.

Looking at his departing back, Ye Tingmu sighed sadly. Ever since Guanqi left, this Swift Swordsman had become even more withdrawn. He couldn't remember how long it had been since this guy had laughed.

Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye it was already late at night. The group of people who had closed their cultivation, drunk all night long, lay down on the ground in a mess, and that place became their bed.

The little ones fell asleep early.

Then a group of female family members appeared at this time and began to recognize their husbands. Over the past thousand years, most of his brothers have started families and careers. Some of their children have grown up, while others are still young.

Some have almost five generations living under one roof.

Dongfang Qingzhu also came to his side, helped him up, and walked him into the room.

He carefully took off his shoes and wiped his face. Looking at the girl in front of him, Ye Tingmu always had a silly smile on his face.

The girl glared at him and handed him a cup of sobering hot tea.

"Drink this."

Ye Tingmu took it and drank it all in one gulp.

A hint of unintentional pride appeared on the corner of Dongfang Qingzhu's mouth.

Ye Tingmu was dazed and only felt his body was hot. An inexplicable restlessness swept through his body. He was shocked and sat up without knowing why. He was about to use his spiritual energy to extinguish the restlessness that was wandering around his body.

At this moment, a soft embrace came from behind him, and a warm breeze blew in his ears.

"Honey, I want a baby, can I?"

As she spoke, she used her jade hands to slowly wander around her body. Ye Tingmu turned her head and met a pair of affectionate eyes, a rosy face and sexy lips...

Ye Tingmu, who was already filled with anger, could not withstand such an attack and fell immediately.

Things have come to this point. If I don't step up now, I would be considered a coward.

Then an indescribable scene unfolded late at night.

He had experienced all of this countless times in his illusions, but he remained calm.

But this time it was different. This was not an illusion, and the girl in front of him was the one he liked.

After a night of tenderness, Ye Tingmu got up early the next morning with tiredness. He gently kissed the forehead of the beauty beside him, tucked the quilt together for her, and then walked out.

As the morning light shone and a new day began, he circulated the spiritual energy around his body, sweeping away his fatigue.

After a day of relaxation, it's time to start practicing.

He returned to the place where he used to practice, meditated, closed his eyes, and let his mind wander around the body.

He never reached the pinnacle of the Immortal Emperor, nor did he reach the barrier of the Immortal Lord.

After a thousand years, he always felt a little anxious in his heart. He knew he had to go faster and faster.

But he also knew very well that blindly pursuing speed would be counterproductive, and he should always maintain inner peace.

We can draw conclusions from what Qiqi, Hei Bai and the Complete Book of Cultivation in the Divine Universe.

The process for the creatures in a world to break into the realm of Immortal Venerable is long and difficult.

There is no trace of it, you can only find it by yourself.

Hei Bai mentioned that if they could practice in the Eternal Immortal Realm, it would be relatively easier to break through to the Immortal Lord level, because the laws of order there were much more perfect than those in Changhe.

It will also be relatively simple to comprehend the realm of Immortal Venerable.

The reason why it is difficult for Changhe to break through the realm of Immortal Venerable is that it is ultimately because the realm spirit has fallen, and the land of Changhe is isolated by the great formation of the realm sea, and its connection with the outside world is weak, so it is difficult to break through the realm of Immortal Venerable.

Qingfeng said that when they crossed the sea of boundaries, they wanted to find the legendary eternal fairyland, and then try to see if they could break through to the realm of the immortal master in the fairyland.

With constant attempts and constant failures, the road gradually became wider and his realm improved little by little.

He stood far away and looked forward. He seemed to have seen the door belonging to Tianzun waving at him.

Looking at the finish line just before his eyes, he slowly moved forward. With every step he took, he would cut down the thorns and fill in the ravines.

Another thousand years passed, and the Sword Sect became more and more prosperous. The number of disciples and their families exceeded one million.

There are 2312 people in the Sword Holding Hall, and the number of Immortal Emperors continues to increase, but no one has broken through the Immortal Lord level.

On this day, in the peaceful little world of Jianzong, the cries of two babies echoed throughout the mountains. Outside Jianzong city, colorful golden light filled the sky. Colorful clouds came with the wind, surging in the sky above Jianzong, transforming into auspicious beasts, howling in the air.

As if he was responding to something.

On this day, strange phenomena occurred in heaven and earth, and Jian Zong gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl.

The whole family applauded.

After being pregnant for 999 years, Dongfang Qingzhu finally gave birth to a son and a daughter for Ye Tingmu.

Their birth symbolizes the continuation of Ye Tingmu's life.

As soon as they are born, they are the focus of everyone's attention.

"This little guy is so cute."

"Brother, sister-in-law, don't worry, I will take good care of this child for you."

"Why? It's better for me to take care of it."

"Hey, none of you have as much experience as I do. After all, I raised two children, so I'm the most suitable person to do it."

"Don't fight over it, just let me, the older sister, take care of it. Hehe, I, Ye Chuyi, also have younger brothers and sisters."