"I can't get out anymore because my cultivation level has been returned to this world."

Lin Jingxiao's voice slowly came out, and his eyes were filled with a hint of loneliness and loneliness.

That sentence can't be heard anymore made Xiao Chen feel a little uncomfortable.

This place trapped Lin Jingxiao, the first person in the divine realm at that time.

150,000 years! What an amazing number this is, what kind of loneliness can be withstood? Xiao Chen's eyes also flashed.

At this moment, Xiao Chen felt extremely respect for Lin Jingxiao in his heart.

However, there was also doubt in his heart.

What does it mean to return to heaven and earth?

He was a little confused.

He had never heard of such a saying before, and Lin Jingxiao also felt Xiao Chen's doubts, with a smile on his face.

"Are you confused my words?"

Xiao Chen nodded.

"Senior, please make it clear."

Xiao Chen asked humbly for advice.

Lin Jingxiao touched Xiao Chen's head.

There was a kind smile on his withered face.

Then, he spoke out: "Child, there are some things that martial arts monks will never know in their lifetime, but some things that martial arts monks will never know in their lifetime, but they don't know in their previous words, that is, a body of cultivation will eventually return to the world and become the power of this world again."

Xiao Chen didn't say anything, listened quietly.

Lin Jingxiao's eyes looked into the distance.

It seems that there is no world he once longed for.

Then, he continued: "As we all know, martial arts monks practice all their life to plunder the power of heaven and earth, and even the sun, moon, stars, and divine morning can realize their practice and become their own power, and then the so-called strong people can be born in this world. However, the power that a person can plunder is limited after all, and they think that there is also the level of talent and qualifications in this.

Those with talent and high-quality qualifications can become strong, saints, sages, and even the saints.

For those who are both mediocre and have mediocre talents, their practice may not be too high.

Those who work hard can become the most saint, but it will be difficult to become the most saint.

That's because this world is limiting them and not allowing them to gain stronger power unless there is a strong opportunity to change their destiny against the will of heaven. That's another matter."

Xiao Chen was more shocked when he listened.

It turns out that there are so many secrets in this practice.

Xiao Chen recalled that he had seen countless powerful people and geniuses along the way, not tens of millions, but millions.

But, it will eventually be surpassed by someone.

But their talents are equally strong, and they also work hard to practice.

However, it is different after all, compared to others.

It is wrong to say that being born equal.

In this world, there is really a saying by Tianjuan.

Because those with strong talents and qualifications are invincible, they can gain greater strength from this world to strengthen themselves. As for those who are slightly inferior, it is not that they do not work hard, but because they have already had a fixed number in the world and cannot be forced.

Xiao Chen's heart was shocked again.

If this is the case, he would be considered a person of heaven along the way.

Xiao Chen never regarded himself as much as he could, but he never underestimated himself. He walked along the way with dozens of hearts with a firm heart.

It has come to this day.

His practice has never been surpassed, and he has never been defeated in the battle between the geniuses.

This is his current life.

Xiao Chen's eyes were filled with a smile.

It turned out that before he knew it, he had received the favor of God.

Lin Jingxiao's voice continued to come, and Xiao Chen came back to his senses: "But even a martial arts monk has a life span near his life span. Even a child, even a saint, even a saint, even a saint, even a saint, even a day of death. Even if he was not killed in battle, he would slowly die. Just like me, my cultivation level was at the peak of the saint, and I had endless life span.

At that time, I had already created the Jingxiao Sword Palace and had left the brilliant semi-saint. However, under the siege of talents and qualifications, I had been comprehended for thousands of years and could not take the last step and enter the holy path of Wuji.

So, I created this world of universe, entered it, and protected the Jingxiao Sword Palace.

I'm here for 150,000 years.

At the end of the life of a martial arts powerhouse, the breath, flesh and blood, begin to lose its decay, not in the eternal retention of youth, not in the prosperity and prosperity. This process will not stop from the moment you weaken and until your death. This world will be calculated based on your realm, and I can already feel that I am almost unable to hold on.

After 150,000 years, it is probably the life span of the peak of sages."

"Senior, you..." Xiao Chen spoke, trying to say something, but Lin Jingxiao interrupted him.

"I know what you want to say. I have no regrets in my life. As for Jingxiao Sword Palace, it depends on their own occurrence. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and I can't take care of them forever, right?"

As he said that, Lin Jingxiao smiled.

It seems that before death, I don’t want the emotions of sorrow to erode my body.

He murmured: "The first half of his life is plundered by heaven and earth, and the second half of his life is plundered by heaven and earth. All of this is fixed..." Xiao Chen was silent.

After a long time, he looked up and looked at Lin Jingxiao.

"Senior, what else does Xiao Chen need to do? As long as you can do it, you will never hesitate!"

Lin Jingxiao shook his head.

"It's a pity that my sword cultivation is like this. If you didn't come, there would be no successor. If you have the will, please take it out.

Even if it is not left in Jingxiao Sword Palace, it will see the outside world and let the younger generations see that I, Lin Jingxiao, are still in this divine realm!"

Xiao Chen focused his attention.

"My younger brother understand."

Then, Lin Jingxiao pointed to his own stone statue.

He said, "My swordsmanship is in that stone statue, so you can understand it."

After saying that, he seemed tired, so he sat aside and fell asleep.

Xiao Chen dared not disturb him.

I could only come to Lin Jingxiao's stone statue by myself.

He looked up at the towering stone statue in front of him, his expression flashing, with glory in it.

Buzz! The stone statue flashes and shines, and the sword path flows.

His palm fell on the stone statue, and suddenly, Xiao Chen's figure was pulled into it and disappeared.

Xiao Chen was startled by the sudden sucking.

By the time he saw it clearly, he had arrived at a paradise.

Here, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the wind is beautiful, there are bamboo forests, small pavilions, and thatched huts.

And in the bamboo pavilion, there was a middle-aged man drinking tea.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but walk over.

He looked at the back and became more familiar. Xiao Chen suddenly came to his senses and couldn't help but cover his mouth.

Isn’t that Lin Jingxiao! Lin Jingxiao in the bamboo pavilion also saw Xiao Chen, and he smiled and waved to Xiao Chen.
Chapter completed!