His angular face gave him a tough look and his physique was very strong, which meant he was in excellent condition.
"Wu Ming." Wang Xuan had seen this person before. When he went to the secret place to pick up Zhao Qinghan and Wu Yin and took them home, he saw this person in Lao Hu's dojo.
The old fox later speculated that this man of questionable origin might have once been a remarkable figure. After all, when he was found, he was in a mummy state, floating in the cold universe for many years.
Wu Ming had lost his memory for a long time, but later recovered some of his memory and left the secret place, never to be found again.
In addition to this example, the notes also contain other speculations and records about the strange people, such as their realms and retracing the path to their past realms, but with completely different meanings.
When I return to the world, the mountains are still the same, the water is still the same, and living in this world is returning to nature.
Just like the Xiaoyaoyou, it is not only a spiritual journey, but also a physical journey. After revisiting and perfecting the old path of ancient times, one then walks the new path of one's life in this era.
The master of health preservation, that means he really preserves his health and almost never takes action...According to speculation, it may be that he is no longer suitable for fighting.
Wang Xuan was in deep thought and looked for a long time. At this time, he had returned to his hometown by taking a favorable wind boat. Soon, he felt spiritual unity.
"Dad..." The two little ones can now call for help. They are no longer satisfied with crawling on the ground and can stretch their legs to walk, although they often fall down.
But they persevered, they staggered, held the pacifier in their mouths, stretched out their little hands, and pounced on Wang Xuan.
"Hold me." The boy's name was Wang Ye. He was chubby and had tire marks on his arms.
"My dad!" The younger sister's name was Wang Xin. She was a bit strong. She looked at her brother with big eyes, then squeezed over decisively. They both fell down at the same time.
Although half of Wang Xuan's soul had been traveling far away for more than half a year, the outside world was unaware of it. All they saw was him living a peaceful life in Ancheng.
On weekdays, he accompanied Zhao Qinghan to practice old skills, and had a drink with Chen Yongjie, Qingmu, and Qin Cheng. Regarding the fighting in the starry sky, many people thought it was an internal conflict among the experiencers.
The occasional extraordinary thing was that he would sometimes take his two children with him, fly into the night sky under the moonlight and stroll on the clouds in this dry era.
Therefore, these two little guys are very attached to him, always thinking about flying in the clouds, and every time they grin, they laugh very happily.
Wang Xuan had fully satisfied them. He took care of the children every day, traveled to Beihai in the morning and Cangwu in the evening, and crossed thousands of miles in a day. Unfortunately, those sacred mountains and ruins were silent and no one was left.
Sometimes he felt melancholy. In this era, it was really difficult to find people like him who were practicing. It was no longer possible to communicate with him or witness a colorful era of practice in this vast universe.
In the world of mortals and with tall buildings everywhere, at night, he stood on the rooftop of a skyscraper, looking at the flashing neon lights and the prosperous and dazzling modern city. It was a bustling city, but he still felt a sense of silence.
In the mythological era, immortals fought fiercely and demons danced wildly. He hoped to return to peace as soon as possible. But when such a day really came, the extraordinary world collapsed and no one could practice anymore, and the feeling was different.
I don’t know how Lao Zhang is doing, whether the Lord of the Netherblood Sect is still alive, whether Fang Yuzhu and the Sword Fairy have crossed the sea safely, and whether Yan Mingcheng and the Demon Lord are okay?
Wang Xuan hopes that they will succeed and live in an extraordinary and prosperous world.
He sighed softly. Late at night, looking at the fireworks all over the city, he shook his head and actually missed the mythological years, when the extraordinary could be seen, and a hundred schools of thought contended with each other.
"People can't be idle. If they are idle, they will think too much. Isn't this kind of life good now? Many people have worked hard for it in the past. After all, there is no chaos. We have sent away the demons, Mu Qing, creepy spirits and other disasters. What is there to be dissatisfied with now?"
To this end, he kept himself busy, traveling in his mind to the extraordinary source beneath the land of destiny, practicing hard, and also traveling in his body to lost places such as the North Sea, Penglai, and Guanghan Palace.
He could even take Zhao Qinghan and the two children with him, steer the Xiaoyao Boat, enter the higher spiritual world, and take an alternative journey. It would not be a problem for them to get the protection of him and Zhibao.
The Yao Chi was quiet, and the Pan Tao Garden was silent. Wang Xuan stood there and watched. When the two children happily called out "Daddy, hug me" and "Mom, you're beautiful", he came back to his senses and smiled.
Zhao Qinghan was longing to be here. She took photos, some of which she took with her baby, and then some of the family photos. She smiled brightly and was filled with joy from the bottom of her heart.
But behind her smile, there are also times of depression.
"In this era, I am a mortal. After all, I don't have the right extraordinary genes. I don't know how long I can accompany you."
"Don't think too much. As long as I can keep going, I will definitely find a gentle path and take you with me." Wang Xuan said.
"I'm very happy that you can say that, but reality is never the most beautiful vision in people's hearts. If one day I grow old and die in the years, you don't have to be sad, and you don't need to have too many obsessions. I have lived this life perfectly. I have you and a pair of children. I am already very satisfied." Zhao Qinghan said calmly.
"Don't say such things. I am here, and you are here."
Zhao Qinghan looked at the Peach Garden and said, "The final way out is probably to enter another universe. But have you ever thought about it? It seems to be very chaotic there. It is an extraordinary prosperous era and an era of hundreds of wars. Even the so-called 'common leader' is being hunted down. The tribe may be destroyed. What will happen if we go there? Will the two children also have to live in such a world?"
Zhao Qinghan thought far ahead, then shook his head and smiled, saying: "Life is a hundred years, and I should be able to live longer. I hope our children are safe and sound, even if they are just ordinary people, growing up healthy, peaceful and happy. I don't want them to live a precarious life, struggling in blood and fire every day."
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