Five thousand years.

Eight thousand years.

............

Time flies too fast.

Eight thousand years later.

Tribulation Sect.

Back mountain.

"Brother Su, we have all given it to you. You can leave." In front of the thatched hut, Old Man Zhuang and his friends sat in front of the wooden coffee table. Old Man Zhuang said quietly: "Brother Su, come here and have a drink with us some old guys."

Su Xuan focused on the key points.

Come to the wooden coffee table.

He picked up the wine jar directly.

When you pick it up, you will drink a lot of wine.

"I respect you seniors, thank you. Everything is in the wine."

How much he has gained over the past eight thousand years is beyond description.

Even now, in the martial arts realm, he is only at the seventh level of the Thousand Tribulation Transcendence Realm.

It has been eight thousand years, and only seven small realms have been improved.

But other advancements are invincible.

"Boy Su, tell the truth, did you, you kid beat me up thousands of years ago? But you suppressed yourself and played with teasing the old man?" Old man Song suddenly widened his eyes and scolded.

"Hehe..." Su Xuan smiled and did not deny it.

"Hahahaha, you boy!" Old Man Song laughed and was very happy.

"Boy Su, the human body has its limits. In other words, physical cultivation has its limits. But you can break the limits." Old Man Zhuang suddenly said seriously: "For the past eight thousand years, old man, I have discovered that your physical potential is like an abyss, far from the end. Even if your physical body is now purely more than 30,000 dragon power, but I am sure that the old man is still far from reaching the limit. So, you kid, don't waste your physical strength in the future, continue to move forward and continue to explore."

"Boy understand." Su Xuan pointed his head heavily.

"The combination of physical strength and martial arts of Qi cultivation and even soul cultivation is indeed very good. It can often beat the enemy. However, if it is not necessary, use less. When a martial arts practitioner is outside, the less exposed the trump card, the further he can go. If it is exposed too much, everyone knows that he will die miserably." Old man Huang reminded.

Old Man Zhou couldn't stop drinking, drinking, and then drinking.

soon.

The old men and Su Xuan were all a little drunk.

I deliberately make myself drunk, otherwise I will never be drunk.

"Boy Su, are you leaving?" Old Man Zhuang asked.

Su Xuan nodded.

"Take Xue Yatou with you, remember, no matter where you go, you are a person from the Tribulation Sect. Also, don't let Xue Yatou down. Although Xue Yatou has a bad personality, he is still kind by nature. Moreover, Xue Yatou has only been moved by you over the years. Old man, I have watched Xue Yatou grow up since I was a child. I once thought that Xue Yatou could not find her true love in the future. After all, she was so arrogant that she was unrealistic, but she didn't expect..." Old Man Zhuang was indeed a little drunk and a little long-winded.

Su Xuan nodded with a wry smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhuang."

"Okay, bastard, staying in the back mountain for eight thousand years is enough, right? Get out, get out, come back and have time to check it out!" Old Man Zhuang waved his hand.

Su Xuan took a few steps back and then thanked me solemnly: "Seniors, you guys get out first. I'm grateful for your kindness. I'll come back to drink with you guys if you have time."

After saying that.

Su Xuan was clean and neat.

Turn around and leave.

As Su Xuan turned around and left, the drunkenness of Old Man Zhuang and others dissipated. Several old men sighed, and there was no regret in their turbid eyes.

Not long.

The entire Tribulation Sect was in full swing.
Chapter completed!