The concept of time is relative.

It only took three months for the outside world, but for the warriors in Lin'an City, it seems that almost three years have passed. Many changes have passed, and some changes are coming.

The Forgetful Martial Arts Realm, which lasted for several months, will be closed five days before the arrival of Bailu. It is like a different martial arts event, with the final deadline bell coming.

Near September, a disease began to spread among the warriors, and as time approached the white dew season, the disease became more and more serious.

There are many people who stay up late in the city.

In the week before the White Dew Festival, more and more warriors chose to give up their sleep and rest, spending every minute and every second of the twelve hours a day in another world.

Theoretically speaking, the role of cultivating the mind and mind in the dream of Wangchuan Martial Arts is not a problem if you stay up late in a row, but theory is theory, reality is reality.

When the first young warrior who had not slept for seven days and seven nights died of cardiac arrest, this life-threatening practice was finally terminated at the last moment.

Although the unlucky guy was taken in by the Wangchuan Sect in the form of a soul after his death, it could not be considered a true scattered soul, but death means death.

He can no longer enjoy a wonderful life, and he is not dying in a battle to fight the enemy.

This is funny.

It's very heavy, too.

In short, in the last few days when Bai Lu approached, the Master Wangchuan, who lived in a quiet place, shortened the opening time of the Martial Realm day by day, from twelve hours to eight hours, and in the last seven days, only four hours were given.

With such a short time, I could not finish a secret realm. Therefore, in the last few days, except for some warriors who were still experiencing livers, the rest were forced to enter the rest and recuperation stage.

The major forces communicated with each other, and led by the Beggars' Sect and the Five Elements Sect, everyone held a large-scale trade fair.

All warriors are allowed to participate in the martial arts realm. This is the final completion time for warriors who have not yet found their favorite martial arts. However, there are basically no warriors who have opened the martial arts realm for three consecutive months and have returned empty-handed.

Everyone has gained more or less.

For some lucky people, this kind of gain is several times stronger than the previous ten years of hard work.

In Luxian Temple, six days before the White Dew Festival.

Shen Qiu was standing up. In the shaft in front of him, the speed and energy level of the spiritual energy eruption were half the same as three months ago. Sword jade replaced the core of the spiritual array and maintained the Martial Realm on a large scale for three months, and almost consumed the black sand spiritual energy stored therein.

If you can't really use it up, you have to keep some, which has been used for subsequent purposes.

Behind Shen Qiu, there were people sitting in the cushion, seizing the last time to fight the final simulation battle. The warriors outside said that they were just trying to have fun when talking about tempering. If they really wanted to make a strong improvement, they had to look at the people in the Luxian Temple.

Among them, Li Baoguo, the weakest, has now become a powerful aura like a sea.

The most exaggerated Lu Guizang was already restrained in his divine light and leaned against the corner of the wall with his sword in his arms. He looked a little sloppy, but his momentum was not missing. After three months of life, this guy was only one step away from the Tianlist.

It is like a long sword that has been sharpened to the extreme, hidden in the sheath, and when it comes out, it will shine in the nine provinces.

Others, between Li Baoguo and Lu Guizang, Shan Gui, Xiao Tie, Zhang Lan, who returned from marriage, Liu Zhuoran, and Hua Qing, who was trapped in a certain feeling and trouble.

Lin Huiyin was wearing a white sword suit, a hat, and a sword.

Holding a dragon Zen Staff in hand, wearing a gray monk's robe, half of the Buddha, half of the evil ghost.

Li Yijian, wearing clothes and leaning on the Greedy Wolf Knife, Yang Fu, who was wearing a big beard and carrying two Japanese knives with a long and short shoulders, and Qin Xuming, who was unshaven, cut his hair short and looked capable and neat.

Everyone is already on the list of half a step.

During these three months, they experienced Chen Qiu's daily life, which was the kind of enhanced version. They fought against different Tianlists every day, and the deaths in a day were at least fifteen times.

It’s not just a simple death sentence. After every battle, there are guidance from the experts on the Tianbang, and there is plenty of spiritual energy available. In the whole three months, I almost never took a step in the Luxian Temple.

Everyone was holding their breath.

"It's almost done."

Chen Qiu retracted his gaze and looked at the other side. Chun Yangzi, Taoist Master Ziwei and A Qing, and the three of them also slowly stood up, their martial arts did not need to be tempered.

In the past three months, they have completed the work of tempering their bodies with spiritual energy and trying to achieve the Wu Jun treasure body.

Unfortunately, the spiritual energy was a little worse, and the time was a little shorter. No one was like Chen Qiu, who forged his flesh and bone marrow like bone jade, but this was not a big problem.

There is still time.

"Buzz"

Chen Qiu's fingers shook gently, and the sword jade in the shaft was hooked by invisible force, jumped into the palm of his hand, and was worn by Chen Qiu on his wrist.

With this as the center of the circle, the spiritual energy that covered several miles of direction suddenly recovered and the martial arts realm dissipated. Whether it was the last time to polish its martial arts or the warriors who made trades in the martial arts realm, they were all forced to "kick" out.

They opened their eyes, some were calm and some were lost.

There are some

"Hey, I'm out!"

Someone was shouting, ecstatic and crazy.

Perhaps God favors those who are interested, and this last attempt at the last moment really made their dream come true. These noisy shouts broke the tranquility of buildings like this gossip, with the tranquility of small town buildings.

The shouts came into Luxian Temple with the wind, making Chen Qiu's mouth smile.

In the martial arts realm, what kind of heaven is there?

Who can get it and who can't get it? Isn't it all up to the Master Wangchuan who has the final say?

Today is the last day. This "god" in the martial arts realm made a small joke with the warriors. To put it in a saying, "The explosion rate today is so high!"

Of course, it's only today.

"Maybe the world will be gone in a few days."

Chen Qiu stroked Jian Yu and said softly:

"Anyway, it's the last moment that may come, so let it be happier."

"What are you talking about?"

The heroine Huiyin stood beside Shen Qiu, and through the hat, she looked at Chen Qiu. There was a strange look in her blood-stained big eyes. She was very familiar with Chen Qiu's expression.

When he does bad things, he always likes to smile like this.

"nothing."

Chen Qiu waved his hand, coughed lightly, and said:

"I'm just thinking about how to say a few words to my fellow martial arts. After all, as I am, what I say on such an occasion will always be misinterpreted."

"That's the past."

Lin Huiyin said softly without comment:

"If anyone still says you are a wicked person now, you are heartless."

"But they want to say that I am a good person, but they just have no brains."

Chen Qiu laughed, brushed his sleeves, and blew on everyone in front of him. The Forgetful River Meridian turned into water, mixed with vibration, slapped on everyone's clothes, leaving the dust away, making them look more glamorous.

He turned around and bowed to the two righteous heroes and a hidden master, and made a "please" gesture.

It's time to go out to meet fellow martial arts fellow workers.

The cheers and shouts outside the door were endless, and everyone was waiting. A senior from the martial arts world with enough weight came forward to announce the end of the martial arts event.

Everything must have a beginning and an end.

"Master, come on."

Chen Qiu walked over to Taoist Ziwei, who was wearing a purple robe and carrying Tai'a Divine Sword, said something. The latter shook his head. On his elegant face, those eyes stayed on Lin Huiyin for a moment, and then fell on Chen Qiu.

The Taoist priest stroked his beard and said:

"I won't join in the fun. There are still five days left. I have to go back to Xiaoxiang. Since it is the last battle, I have to leave no regrets."

Huang Wusan looked at Zhang Lan holding the cat, and said:

"My friend Zhang, please send me a journey with you, a strange beast. By the way, you can also go to Miaojiang to see the witches. We will come back together at that time."

Zhang Lan curled her lips.

Bai Ling'er was almost completely synchronized in her arms, and she also pursed her mouth. The cat became more and more psychic.

"Then, Master Chunyangzi, are you here?"

Chen Qiu watched the two of them leave, and then bowed to Chunyangzi. The white-haired and energetic old Taoist smiled, waved his hand, and said:

"Everyone knows that I am not involved in the affairs of the world and do not like to show up. In the past three months, the old Taoist has been tortured. Now there are still five days left. The old Taoist has to find a place to have a good rest.

Besides, the era of the old Taoist has long ended. In the future, the world belongs to you young people, so I won’t join in the fun.”

After saying that, Chun Yangzi took a step forward, as if he was climbing a ladder, jumping up and disappearing in the air in one step, and the two rises and falls disappeared in Lin'an City.

As for Ah Qing.

She would not join in the fun. There were few people who had seen her in the world. While Chun Yangzi left, Ah Qing also held the Qing Yuzhu and disappeared into the Luxian Temple in a flash.

She hasn't returned to Tao Zhushan for a long time. She missed the tranquility of Huanxi Village. The monkey stayed there alone, but I don't know if it was safe? It was injured in Lin'an City last time, but I don't know if it has healed?

There are too many things worth her concern, but talking to the gangsters is definitely not in her plan.

"Why are you standing there?"

Chen Qiu sighed and turned around and said to Hua Qing who was looking at her:
To be continued...