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"Boy, what's happened now, do you have any plans?" Ren Tiankuo asked.
Ye Fan looked at the tens of thousands of people present and smiled, "Just now, I have said everything I wanted to say. This is the situation. It is your freedom if you want to join the Obsidian Legion.
No one has the right to ask you to stay and bet your own fate together, including me, of course. "
There were tens of thousands of people present, and their expressions were complicated. It was obvious that many people were indeed tempted.
Ye Fan looked at the ancestor who had just taken action with emotion and said: "To be honest, I thought that most cultivators would try their best to choose a path that can survive for the sake of immortality.
But what I saw today made me realize that not all monks are greedy for life and afraid of death, nor do they care about the common people in the world.
I will work hard until the last minute, but I don¡¯t know if I can change anything"
The powerful people in the Chaos Realm present looked at each other, obviously also sighing.
If it hadn¡¯t been for the end of the world, they wouldn¡¯t have thought that one day they would have to make such a choice.
Next, Ye Fan briefly explained what Chu Yunyao invented.
As for the more detailed issues, how all parties coordinate and cooperate to resist evil spirits before the Doomsday Conference, it has nothing to do with him.
The alliance meeting ended not long after it started.
Most of the monks have heavy hearts, and there are many things to be busy with on all sides.
Although the time was short, everything I wanted to say was explained clearly.
With the departure of a large number of people in the Innocence City, the city became deserted again.
Ye Fan said goodbye to some old friends one by one and made an appointment to see them again at the Doomsday Conference.
¡°See you then, there may be many people inside who are already from the Obsidian Legion,¡± Shi Lanyu muttered.
"Xiao Yu, please stop talking, you've already opened your mouth," Ning Zimo said with a smile.
Ye Fan smiled at the women, saw the snow getting heavier and heavier outside the palace, and stepped out.
Arriving at the corner of the corridor outside the palace, Ye Fan looked at the gray sky, a little dazed.
"What's the matter, your expression is so serious?" Aier walked over, her amber hair bringing a touch of warmth in the winter.
Ye Fan looked at the woman and said with a smile, "Do you want to go back to the Divine Courtyard?"
"That's right, we can't leave the people over there. Anyway, even if I practice in the big formation, even if I hit the realm of chaos, I can't change the overall situation," Ai'er sighed.
Ye Fan put his arm around the woman's shoulders and said, "Ai'er tell me, am I being too pushy? Is it really necessary to go to this point?"
Aier thought for a while, "Maybesome people will think you are stupid. It seems stupid to go against the Obsidian Legion and save the ancient world.
Because just like people, they will be born, old, sick and die, the end of the prehistoric times is also a natural law.
Since it is an objective law, why do we have to change it? In the end, we will be scarred and even lose our lives.
"However, maybe it's because I myself foolishly want to protect Shenting, so I can understand you.
In order to transcend life and death, cultivators will use cultivation to improve their cultivation and continuously increase their life span.
Isn¡¯t this the most basic, an action against the laws of nature?
Even if you know that no matter how high your cultivation level is, you will eventually grow old sooner or later, you still have to fight against the sky.
Maybe for you, in order to make this world exist longer, doing these seemingly silly things is also a kind of resistance against the way of heaven. "
Ye Fan looked at the woman deeply, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind
"What's wrong?" Aier noticed that the man had a strange expression.
Ye Fan murmured to himself: "Practitioners, improve your cultivation and increase your lifespan"
"Is there something wrong?" Aier wondered.
Ye Fan slapped his forehead, then held Ai'er's face and kissed her hard!
"I thought of it! Aier, if we talk about it later, I won't give it to you!"
Ye Fan dodged and rushed back to the palace.
Aier stood in the corridor, confused, unable to laugh or cry.
In the next few days, Ye Fan locked himself in the room alone. His soul entered the Sword God Ring and kept thinking
??If we say that intelligent life can increase its longevity through cultivation.
So if a world is regarded as a life, how can it enhance its "cultivation" and make itself live longer?
Devoured by the chaotic void, it is like constantly aging.
The birth and death of the civilized world are just like birth, old age, illness and death, recurring over and over again.
A monk can fight against the sky for his lifespan, but can¡¯t the world do the same?
What I have been thinking about before is that the consumption of prehistoric stones has led to the gradual end of the world.
However, human monks do not simply rely on spiritual energy to survive. The power of chaos and even higher primitive power can be absorbed by monks.
Practitioners rely on improving their realm to control higher-level energy and even laws.
So, for the world, can it really only rely on prehistoric stones to resist "aging"?
Ye Fan kept thinking, listing and deducing various feasibility in his mind.
While thinking about it, I practiced from time to time, alternating, and day by day passed.
After more than ten days, Ye Fan found that even though he had some ideas, he didn't seem to have enough strength to push forward some plans.
Feeling like he hadn¡¯t gone outside for a while, Ye Fan walked out of the palace, intending to change his mind for a while.
The city of innocence has been covered in silver and white.
Ye Fan came to the yard where Zhenbeihou's family lived, and happened to see the family eating hot pot.
Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After asking, he found out that it was Shi Lanyu's charming girl who arranged the arrangement.
"Brother, I heard from my sister-in-law that you ran in very excited that day. Did you figure out a way to defeat Ye Xuanguang?" Ye Hang asked expectantly.
"Hang'er, don't bother your elder brother, hurry up and bring a bowl." Ji Su felt sorry for her eldest son.
Ye Fan sat down to eat for a while and found that something was wrong. There was something missing.
"Mom, why don't Qing'er come over to eat?" Ye Fan asked.
"That girl, I'm playing with Tangyuan in the back. It seems that Tangyuan has been in a bad mood recently and has no appetite for food," Ji Suxin said.
Ye Fan didn't believe it, "How can this lazy bear be in a bad mood? Even if the world is destroyed, it won't lose its appetite."
Although he didn¡¯t believe it, Ye Fan still cared about this friend who had saved him several times, so he got up and walked to the backyard.
Sure enough, I saw Ye Wanqing sitting on the steps, watching glutinous rice balls playing in the yard.
"Brother, look what's going on with the glutinous rice balls. I play here making snowballs every day and don't even like eating meat." Ye Wanqing pouted and said worriedly.
Ye Fan frowned and looked at Tangyuan's small body, using its two short legs to awkwardly push the snowball, making it roll bigger and bigger. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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