It’s as if "having wandered through the mountains and rivers, experiencing the passage of ti and change, only to return as her original self."
This is the unrestrained her, the original her.
She left a tear in the depths of Song Yan’s heart.
Song Yan encouraged her, allowing her to return to the girl who loves to laugh and make faces.
Her timidity, her lowliness, her stubborn rigidity have all disappeared because she realized she has soone to protect her, and she is well protected.
At this mont, she stood with her hands on her hips, full of vitality, looking defiantly at Song Yan, then made a face and laughed, "Do you like granny’s snowball?"
A dreamy feeling erged from the depths of Song Yan’s heart.
And just at this mont.
An Li made another snowball, "smack" it hit Song Yan’s forehead, then she laughed heartily.
Song Yan put down his skin making, rose abruptly, lifted his five fingers, the world around him was lifted, snow floated in the air, and he precisely controlled it, turning it into tens of thousands of snowballs, covering the sky and forming layer upon layer above the courtyard.
The "Chenggen Mountain Technique" is a magic that even the most extraordinary talent would take decades to comprehend, yet what Song Yan used at this mont was the final evolution of the "Chenggen Mountain Technique," the "Five Elents Movent."
This move, connects the surrounding heaven and earth’s five elents.
However, it was the first ti he used this frightening secret technique to make snowballs.
An Li looked at the tens of thousands of snowballs, fell into a brief daze, then suddenly rushed towards Song Yan.
Song Yan’s five fingers loosened.
In mid-air, the tens of thousands of snowballs began to fall.
And just as they were about to hit An Li, this delicate female cultivator had already traversed the layers of obstacles to reach Song Yan.
Just when Song Yan thought she would dodge under the eaves, An Li suddenly and extrely quickly raised her hand, grabbed him, and then... pulled him to leap together into the falling snowballs from the sky.
Pat.
Pat.
Pat pat pat.
Endless snowballs repeatedly struck the two.
In mid-air, their leaping figures seed to stop, and the world pressed the slow-motion button.
They looked at each other earnestly, and then embraced tightly.
When they landed, they were buried by the nurous snowballs.
...
That evening...
The candle fla was blown out.
The two finally deeply rged into each other.
At dawn, little An Li cuddled happily in Song Yan’s arms, softly said, "In a few days, I’ll break through the Purple Mansion. Ningxin arranged a Profound Heart for to directly consolidate the early stage."
"At Gusha Mountain?"
"Mm... I’m the Wood Profound Root now. The Profound Heart at Gusha Mountain is special, containing all five elents, so the Profound Heart also balances the five elents." After An Li finished speaking, she held tightly onto her lord’s waist, cheek pressed, softly said, "I’m afraid I won’t see you for a long ti. I’ll miss you."
The nearest Wood Profound Heart is at Gusha Mountain, but it’s half a month’s journey from the Ancestral Vein Secret Realm, taking a month round trip.
Song Yan stroked her hair, said, "Cultivation is important, don’t be swayed by sentintal affection."
An Li’s petite body snuggled closer again.
Song Yan reminded, "Righteous Dual Cultivation thod, only once a day."
An Li said, "Granny doesn’t care!"
...
More than ten days later, An Li left.
Song Yan returned to his life alone.
In these twenty years, he felt his ntal realm had been unprecedentedly supplented, the missing puzzle piece finally completed. His regrets, his heart demon concerns, all vanished with An Li’s existence.
...
In the blink of an eye, eighty years passed.
It wasn’t long until the centennial gathering of the Formless Ancient Race.
Song Yan just stayed quietly here for all these years, no matter what happened outside, he was indifferent, never stepping outside.
Anyone who waited for him, expecting him, left disappointed long ago.
Those wanting to kill for treasures, to seize Changwang’s Evil Treasure lost patience...
The "news" outside changed wave after wave, Changwang’s Evil Treasure beca a rumor from a hundred years ago, even if Song Yan went out now, it wouldn’t be as remarkable as before.
On this day, Song Yan glanced at the panel:
[Na: Song Yan]
[Lifespan: 291/2241449]
[Lifebound Secret Technique: Free Celestial Demon Map]
Then, he started to seriously comprehend the "Hundred Forms Life and Death Stake" through wisdom and effort.
He sat in the courtyard in the morning, and by dusk, the Pile Technique was mastered.
On the Free Celestial Demon Map, the elegant and carefree immortal slightly raised his empty hand, a golden light appeared in his palm, a golden long stake erged, and the next mont, the entire Free Celestial Demon Map suddenly transford into a thick mist "whoosh" entering the golden long stake.
Boom!
The stake manifested, and once manifested, it pierced the sky, reflecting the sunset, clouds rolling in mist.
Beside the Celestial Pool, the blue-robed Divine Maiden was sitting quietly with her eyes closed, suddenly sensing sothing, she opened her eyes abruptly, seeing the sky-high long stake, showing surprise and joy on her face.
She instinctively glanced at the Celestial Pool beside her.
The pool water boiled, the mysterious black-and-white dragon slightly broke the surface, quietly staring at the Life and Death Stake, then gently nodded approvingly, and then sank back into the water.
At the sa ti, thunderclouds gathered in the sky.
The small Celestial Tribulation approaches!
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