It takes more than one or two days to reach the Qulun realm. It requires a very deep accumulation of vital energy. Even if Xia Xiao absorbed all the life energy of the Yun people, he still lacked a lot. However, he now mastered the complete five elements and absorbed vital energy at a speed like a water pump, which made Ah Zhu, who drank water with a small straw, envious.

After only two days of such practice, Xia Xiao's changes were visible to the naked eye. This speed was more than ten times that of practitioners at the same level, and even a hundred times that of those dull people. Xia Xiao had been practicing and planting trees at the same time. He wanted to plant another tree that gathered demonic energy on the meadow, which would also stabilize his own practice.

The most important thing is that Xia Xiao doesn't want the demonic energy to affect the five spirit beasts. This is a big project, not as simple as practicing, so Xia Xiao has not made any progress. Just like before, the demonic energy is not impossible to gather, but it will disperse. It is still very troublesome to make it like the Yuanqi Tree.

Xia Xiao wanted to ask his master for help, but he had been in the carriage and had never come out, as if he was still immersed in the cruel reality that Yu Shangyan was on the moon. He wanted to go find him, but he felt it was not a good idea. If his master had come to his senses, he would definitely come out on his own, so he kept waiting.

During this period, Xia Xiao did not sit still and wait for death. He kept practicing and trying. Although the progress was not fast, as he said, he had to try anyway. Among a hundred attempts, there would always be one or two that would benefit him.

Because there were so many things to do, Xia Xiao didn't spend much time with Azhu every day, and they rarely went out for activities. The time they talked the most was during the three meals.

Ah Zhu was not as desperate as Xia Xiao, her body could not bear such a difficult practice, and there was only a small narwhal in her body. Unlike Xia Xiao, she had to plant trees, improve her strength, and consider the seeds of Ju Mang and the earth spirit beast. He was too busy to rest, but Ah Zhu had a lot of free time.

At first, Ah Zhu would wait for Xia Xiao to finish his practice, and then he started reading books, but there were no idle books in the church. Those books were about the unkindness of heaven and earth, and the immortality of the valley spirit, which is called the mysterious female. There is also the highest good like water, which benefits all things without competing, and stays in places that people hate, so it is close to the Tao.

She didn't understand the first part, and the same was true for the latter part. But when she saw Shangshan, Azhu admired Xia Xiao's brain. It turned out that the name Shangshan came from here. It was really amazing.

Besides admiration, Ah Zhu thought Xia Xiao performed well. Even though Shang Shan was also in the First Church, they often saw her, but Xia Xiao never flirted with him, or even said a word. Ah Zhu liked Xia Xiao to stay away from her. She was not Sister Shu Shuang, who had a cold face as if she owed her money.

Ah Zhu got angrier and angrier as he thought about it, and then he realized that Shang Shan would secretly glare at him every time, as if he had a grudge against him and wanted to kill him. Ah Zhu was a little scared, but he was carefree and soon forgot about it. He ran out to stretch and move around, because he had been sitting all the time and his butt had become swollen.

No matter how much she has experienced, Ah Zhu is still a child. She helps the people who are leaving the church pack up and is full of energy. Because of her sunny smile and quick work speed, many people actively approach her and often praise her for her beauty and virtue. When Ah Zhu heard this, she smiled even happier and worked even harder. She cooked and set up camp without missing a single step. Her pair of slender long legs kept running, becoming a unique scenery in the convoy.

Although Ah Zhu was not allowed to show her face every time she went to the village or the city, she usually got along well with the members of Zou Shou Church. She found that the people here were very harmonious. Even if they had different opinions, they would argue until their faces turned red, but they would not do anything to hurt each other. Even if they spoke, they were very polite. At least in Ah Zhu's eyes, a few simple dirty words were not as harsh as she would say, and she would apologize afterwards. It was really a microcosm of an ideal country.

The Zou Shou Church advocates following nature, being busy at sunrise and resting at sunset. This morning, Ah Zhu woke up Xia Xiao and saw him staring at the dark circles under his eyes. He couldn't help but said fiercely:

"If you continue to practice like this day and night, you will die suddenly!"

"I'm almost at the Qulun realm, why do I need to sleep so much?"

"You've been in church for five days, and your sleep time is only eight hours. Even if you don't need to sleep anymore, you should let your brain relax for a while!"

"Okay, okay, I'll go to bed at the same time as you tonight!"

Having achieved his goal, Ah Zhu's face brightened in an instant.

"You're right. If you go back on your word, I will disrupt your practice and prevent you from doing so."

"OK--"

Xia Xiao was getting dressed and eating, his hair was messy and about to go up to the sky. He didn't care, just took the bowl and chopsticks from Azhu and drank the porridge. Seeing that Azhu was always with Xia Xiao, many people secretly envied him and said that Xia Xiao was so lucky. He had sister Shu Shuang before and now he had little Azhu. He was so happy. However, some people who were good friends with Shu Shuang kept silent. They knew that Xia Xiao had experienced a lot, but they looked down on Azhu. This girl was too noisy. How could she be better than Shu Shuang?

There were many people of both types, but Shangshan was the only one of the third type. She always sat on the shaft of the carriage not far away, looking at Xia Xiao and wondering what she was thinking. Qingxunzi was not there, so she had no chance to get close to Xia Xiao. The old man was very smart and had a very high emotional intelligence. Shangshan looked at the front of the convoy, and the first carriage was where he was.

"Did the stinky old man die in there?"

Shangshan cursed a few times. With Qingxunzi's strength, he wouldn't die suddenly. No matter how big the blow was, it wouldn't be like that. But what on earth was he doing? It's been a whole week.

Shangshan was anxious and hoped that Qingxunzi could help her, but the old man in the car was already drunk and could not help her at all.

Qing Xunzi sat there, looking somewhat casual, with his shoulders drooping. There were strange patterns on his back, as if he was comprehending some profound morality, but if you turned around to look at his front, you could see a drunken, red face, drooling at the corners of his mouth, and air coming out of his nose.

The gourd in front of him fell to the ground, without a drop of wine, as dry as a dry field. He heard the news he didn't want to hear, and drank all the peach blossom wine he had collected, so he got drunk and didn't know when it was. That was the wine Zuo Xiufang gave him, made with peach blossoms all over the sky, distorting space, and brewing for decades like hundreds of years.

Qing Xunzi was an old drunkard who had been drinking for thousands of years. He had tasted many bowls of all kinds of wine in the world. The cheapest wine was the kind that could be exchanged for several jars with a small amount of silver, and the best was the nectar from the deepest part of the imperial palace treasury. He could drink both kinds of wine, after all, the purpose of getting drunk was not the wine, nor the mountains and rivers.

No matter what kind of landscape, no matter if it is a small mud house in a remote village or a glazed golden building in the deep palace, he doesn't care. When you live to a certain age, some things will become indifferent. The real indifference is that all beings are equal, there is no high or low, and there is no need to compare. Even if you compare, it is the state of mind, not other things.

This is the case with the material side, and the spiritual pursuit will grow in the opposite direction, drilling wildly towards the sky blue above the head.

Qing Xunzi has never forgotten the significance of establishing the Zoushou Church. Thirty thousand years ago, the war was too tragic and took away everything he had. He was born to love the ordinary, and simplicity is the truth. The grand and vigorous is only an occasional thing, just like the salt in the dish, although it is indispensable, how can you eat too much?

It is very difficult for the old man Qingxunzi to get drunk. He is concerned about the affairs of the world and the people, and is afraid that being drunk will cause him to make mistakes. The world cannot do without him, this is what he believes, and this is also the recognition of him by the Great Wilderness Consciousness. Therefore, over the past ten thousand years, he can count the number of times he got drunk on his hands, but this time was a little close to the last time.

While drunk, Qing Xunzi went back to a long time ago. It was a very distant time, a time that he could only see when he was drunk. Thinking back now, it was like recalling things from ancient times, like a fascinating illusion full of falsehoods. But no matter how the wilderness changed, he was still that young man.

When Emperor Yu Shangyan was alive, she was famous and commanded the entire human race in the Great Wilderness, allowing humans to rise from the tragic fate of slaves and inferior creatures. Since her existence, humans have embarked on a path of rise, and have their own history, no longer serving as a simple and boring background in other people's stories.

When Yu Shangyan first appeared, she was just an ordinary person, but she gradually became stronger and gathered practitioners from all walks of life. Among those people, Qing Xunzi was the least noticeable one. At that time, he was still a young man, not very tall, and was often squeezed to the back of the team as a representative of the weak. But he would stand on tiptoe to look, and would stand on a stone to look. Although he always fell flat on his face and was often taught a lesson by others, he was happy for several days every time he saw Yu Shangyan's face.

He always felt a little regretful that he should have known the Human Emperor earlier, so that he could have a chat with her and talk to her about the future. Unfortunately, he met her too late. Even if the Human Emperor who was so high and mighty noticed his existence, he would not have the chance to really get close to her heart.

In every battle, Qing Xunzi rushed to the front of the team with his weak vitality, and he desperately approached the emperor. Once a thunder dragon attacked, its tail like a heavy hammer swung, and Qing Xunzi pounced on Yu Shangyan, but she didn't need such help at all. She held a thousand-foot iron sword and cut it into a piece of dragon meat flowing with thunder lava, then frowned and stared at Yu Shangyan.

"Lord Emperor, I fight for you and live for you!"

Whenever Qing Xunzi recalled his words and serious expression at that time, he would laugh out loud, not to laugh at himself, but to feel sacred and beautiful. Because at that time, the noble and holy Emperor also gave him his flawless smile. Because of that smile, his life was ruined, but Qing Xunzi always felt fortunate, because what happened afterwards allowed him to live until now. Although the Emperor he respected was really in trouble and there was no happy and perfect ending as people boldly speculated, he would wait for her to come back in this world.

The stories in Qing Xunzi's mind always cycled over and over again at those fixed time points. Apart from those, he had forgotten many ancient things, but a few things that were still fresh in his memory were enough to be the cause of everything he did. His spiritual pillar was built in that way, and even if the cruel reality now turned into a sledgehammer, it would be difficult for it to collapse.

After sleeping for a long time, Qingxunzi was much more awake, but when he thought of the details of his past with the Emperor, he wanted to get drunk again. In fact, he hadn't thought of the Emperor for a long time. Although she was his motivation, she flowed through his body like blood and was hidden deep in his memory. He didn't turn it over easily. Now recalling it, he felt uncomfortable and couldn't help himself.

With his eyes tightly closed, Qing Xunzi sighed, fell down, and began snoring loudly in the carriage, snoring so loudly that his beard fluttered.