Chapter 195: A Dream, a Thousand Years of Trauma
"who I am?"
From the moment he was thrown out of the Chiche world, Li Yanmo felt very bad.
The memories of nearly a thousand years became illusory like a dream, while the memories before entering the late train became extremely clear.
The two gradually separated.
But compared with the memories of more than twenty years, the memories of a thousand years are really too huge, as if the memories of more than twenty years were just a dream.
Under the collision of illusion and reality, Li Yanmo's body also began to change. His hair sometimes turned white and sometimes turned black. His skin was sometimes full of wrinkles and sometimes as smooth as a baby's.
The giant dragon noticed the changes in Li Yanmo, and a hint of surprise flashed in its huge dragon eyes.
"Little guy, you are really brave. You defeated Chi Che with your strength, wisdom and wealth. It seems that you are the winner of the Dragon Transformation Conference."
Emperor Yu came to the center of the dragon claw silently, and patted Li Yanmo's shoulder with his right hand. The purple-gold mist descended and was absorbed by the three-hundred-layer spiritual energy vortex. The changes in Li Yanmo's body stopped, but Li Yanmo also fell down and lost consciousness due to exhaustion.
Emperor Yu glanced at Li Yanmo's dantian. The woman who was sleeping soundly among the sunflowers suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Emperor Yu through Li Yanmo's body.
The stalemate lasted less than a few seconds, and the woman raised her hands above her head.
Emperor Yu then retracted his gaze and looked at the dragon, "You still owe him a favor."
"...Yes, I brought a cold dragon pattern with me on this trip, and the sheep demon spent tens of thousands of years to refine an oil dragon pattern. These two dragon patterns were given to this little guy. But this little guy's cultivation is too low, and he may not be able to tame these two dragon patterns."
The giant dragon shook his head and opened his other claw. Two dragon patterns, one black and one blue, were swimming in his palm.
"It doesn't matter. They have no say."
Seeing that Emperor Yu insisted, the dragon had nothing to say.
"Where does this little guy live? Should I give him a ride?"
"No need, someone is here to pick him up."
The dragon was stunned and looked in the direction of Emperor Yu. A woman in white was staring at them. Although she did not make any movements, the weapons in the hands of Emperor Yu's soldiers were buzzing as if they were summoned by something. The higher the grade, the greater the reaction.
"This is……"
Emperor Yu raised his hand to stop the dragon's sound.
…
The morning sun shines through the windows.
Li Yanmo slowly opened his eyes, and the dizziness finally eased.
After rubbing his forehead again, Li Yanmo perked up and observed his surroundings. The familiar environment made Li Yanmo relax. He was lying in his own cabin. Nearly a thousand years of memories did not make everything seem strange. It was as if it was a dream.
At this time, the wooden door was pushed open, and a girl with white hair walked in. Seeing that Li Yanmo had woken up, the girl was stunned at first, and subconsciously reached out her hand, but then she pressed her hand down as if she was worried about something. After taking a deep breath, the girl cautiously asked, "Master?"
"Boss, how long have I slept?"
The news of Li Yanmo's awakening spread quickly, and Shen Ziqing's family and the elders of Qingshan Sect rushed over. After hearing what they said, Li Yanmo realized that he had been sleeping for almost a month.
Li Yanmo was just very surprised by this.
To be honest, he was mentally prepared to have slept for more than ten years, but he didn't expect that he only slept for a month.
Leng Ningshuang soon arrived but did not say anything.
Li Yanmo knew that Leng Ningshuang had something private to discuss with him, so he calmed the others down, and soon only Jian Xin, Li Yanmo, and Leng Ningshuang were left in the room.
Leng Ningshuang glanced at Jian Xin awkwardly and winked at Li Yanmo. Li Yanmo also tried hard to blink at Jian Xin, but Jian Xin seemed to see nothing. Li Yanmo's eyes were a little sore from blinking, and Jian Xin spoke slowly.
"Master, do you have anything to say?"
Although Jian Xin looked small and unthreatening, the inexplicable pressure emanating from his body immediately reassured Li Yanmo, "It's okay, it's okay. Constable Leng, if you have anything to say, just tell me directly."
Leng Ningshuang scratched his head, thought for a while, and pulled a chair to sit down. "Brother Li, I have some good news and some bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"
"Uh... bad news?"
"Ahem - Brother Li, you have spent nearly a thousand years in the Chi Che World, and your cultivation has greatly increased. This is not uncommon in first-class and super sects. The Dayu monks also often use this method to gain extremely high cultivation in a short period of time."
Leng Ningshuang coughed and spoke slowly.
"A cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage nurtures a world, and the time in that world is more than a hundred times faster than the Great Thousand World. Once you enter that world, you can use the hundred times difference in time to cultivate. And because the cultivator himself does not belong to that world, his own time is still the speed of the Great Thousand World, but your movements are a hundred times faster."
"If controlled properly, one can improve his cultivation without sacrificing his lifespan or foundation, but this method of cultivation has its flaws and has a very strict time limit."
"If you are a hundred years old, you can only practice this method for twenty-five years. If you practice for more than twenty-five years, your spirit may be damaged. If you practice for more than fifty years, your spirit will definitely be damaged, and this damage will cause substantial changes and cause physical injuries to your body."
The corner of Li Yanmo's mouth twitched slightly.
He is only in his twenties, but he has spent nearly a thousand years in the Chiche world.
"What will happen if it exceeds too much?"
Leng Ningshuang crossed her fingers and spun her thumbs back and forth for a while before she slowly said, "It's not surprising that my lifespan was drained away the moment I returned to the Great Thousand World and I turned directly into a skeleton."
"So we have already met downstairs?" Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit heavy, Li Yanmo started to joke.
"Not really. Emperor Yu used a magical power called Nan Ke Yi Meng on you, which prevented you from dying directly. But it only prevented you from dying directly, so you need to rest, which may take a few years or even decades," Leng Ningshuang grinned. "Don't leave your familiar environment and don't contact people you are not familiar with. Any unfamiliar changes may cause the Nan Ke Yi Meng cast by Emperor Yu to collapse."
After chatting for a few more words, Leng Ningshuang left awkwardly under Jian Xin's calm but sharp gaze.
Soon, Li Yanmo and Jian Xin were the only ones left in the room.
Because Jian Xin had a blank expression on his face from beginning to end, Li Yanmo had no idea what Jian Xin was feeling at the moment. When he was thinking about opening his mouth to break the silence, Jian Xin suddenly stood up.
"Master, you should have a good rest."
“That’s… good.”
Li Yanmo also wanted to sort out his thoughts first.
After Jian Xin left the wooden house, Li Yanmo called out the management interface.
The prestige experience that was thought to be impossible to reach the cap in more than ten years has now been capped, and the overflowing spirit stones amount to 37.5 billion middle-grade spirit stones.
However, at this moment, Li Yanmo was paying attention to the Taixu Sect's affiliated industries.
The End of Religion has become the End of Realm, but the word End of Realm has turned gray. It neither consumes any resources nor provides any benefits.
According to Leng Ningshuang, Emperor Yu used his magical powers to raise Chi Cha to the sky, turning it into a star, and guaranteed that no one would disturb the peace of that world.
Li Yanmo let out a long breath, the deep vicissitudes of life gradually dissipated from his eyes, and the youthful vitality sprouted again.
(End of this chapter)
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