No matter how difficult life is, life still needs to be lived.

Even if you are reluctant and waste your time in front of the door, you still have to go back where you should go.

The cart was still parked in the old place, but due to the increase in size, it occupied more standard parking spaces and paid six times the parking fee before leaving... This is probably a growth in another sense.

Under Zheng Li's silent gaze, Rabbit repeatedly reflected on whether he had messed up something recently but failed. Then she remembered that he had something to do here... Feng Mingliu's current leader hurried to the sect temple that he had been away from for a long time, preparing to meet the "disciples" for the first time.

Zheng Li himself also took Wen Yuexia to a walk and went to the big library to let Yuexia meet her blood-related direct relatives.

I have to admit that Yuexia's feeling is quite subtle... Even though the appearances of both parties are very similar, this young and over-looking woman is her great-grandmother?

Even if you recognize it rationally, the previous emotional communication without foundation makes it extremely difficult to recognize it emotionally.

Looking at her, Wen Yuexia was like looking at a stranger... Even though she knew that this was her own blood relative, she should feel sad for it.

The result was that Zheng Li went in silently and cleaned and managed quietly. She also tried hard to remain silent, but she could not empathize with it.

In the end, she chose to stand there silently.

Sister Yinzi was not dead, so she could not be called "sweeping the graves". She could even pull her out and nag her... But it would probably be no simple matter to seal it up.

It is not just a simple thing to shake some social resources and re-use strategic weapons after re-using the approval process. Just persuading Sister Yinzi to lie in again and live "staying alive" is probably not something Zheng Li can do.

Since it was not a tomb sweeping, there were naturally no leftovers in front of the tomb. Zheng Li saw several flower baskets full of fruits, and over-standard visiting sets... Even if Zheng Li didn't go to see it, he knew who the signature in the flower basket was. Sister Yinzi had been silent for too long, and there were not many people who knew her, and only those who knew she was lying here.

Zheng Li shook his head and eliminated the distracting thoughts. He came over not just for the sake of visiting him.

Holding a white bone arrow, Zheng Li silently touched the sleeper's area, but finally, he shook his head helplessly.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work..."

Quasi-myths and myths are just one concept. The final hardware indicator is still the strength of psionic energy. Sister Yinzi is a quasi-myth, but at its peak, it is probably much stronger than many myths.

The quasi-mythical "concept" strengthens its "external psychic resistance", which was originally the basic survival hardware for fighting against various powerful preys and divine creatures, but now hinders Zheng Li's ability to "retrograde time".

Hardening one's own spiritual energy and divine resistance is a compulsory course for powerful people above the quasi-mythology.

But at this time, her "resistance to God" that she has tried repeatedly has made many treatment methods naturally ineffective.

The easiest thing for psychic energy to interfere with is one's own body. The city wall that fights external psychic energy interferes is also one's own body. This is also the evolutionary path, and the internal imbalance of the spirit and flesh has become the root cause of the sword master's terminal illness.

In fact, it was not just Sister Yinzi. Zheng Li had noticed that the effect of his "full blood resurrection arrow" became worse and worse with the development of the Peace War.

Especially the three quasi-myths have already developed the most basic "myth concept" resistance. The frequent failure of one's own mortal interference will be greatly discounted even if it is an accidental success.

This is actually a common problem of quasi-mythology and mythological creatures. They are indeed not easily injured, but it may be difficult to cure quickly after being injured.

Spears and shields are always relative. If you want the arrow of time to regress and take an immediate effect, you may have to take that step.

If the regression is not a short minute, or a unit of years, ten years, or even a hundred years... I am still too young and don’t even have the qualification to start.

This kind of treatment requires the use of the core of the entire city to cooperate. Obviously, there is only one chance. Zheng Li thinks that he must be at least 80% sure.

Zheng Li opened his right eye and watched the spiritual energy flowing away from Sister Yin Zi's body. Even though he had lost the spiritual energy network constructed by the spirit blade, even if the solidification moment seemed like a fragile glacier, Zheng Li could still feel the huge gap in "quality".

Can cotton crash steel? At this moment, Zheng Li is looking forward to being stronger.

Perhaps, when you quasi-myth, you can try it. At least, the moment of the real myth should be sufficient for basic conditions.

Perhaps, one day is not far away...

"Let's go."

Noting that Yuexia was feeling uncomfortable all over, Zheng Li also smiled and comforted her for a moment.

In fact, when facing his relatives who seemed to be sleeping, Zheng Li also tried to open his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

I should have calculated well over the years and have done well, but if I really try to say it out, I always feel a little inexplicably empty and boring...

"Or, let's talk about it yourself after it's cured. Anyway, she's inside, and she can't feel the passing of time."

That's right, even if I spent a hundred years on her, I would only treat her for a moment... Zheng Li seemed to be able to comfort herself like this.

"Are there any reply from my hometown?"

Walking back, Zheng Li had nothing to say.

"No, when I replied to my mother last time, my grandmother said that she was 79 years old and she was in poor health. No one dared to tell her. Even if she told her, her great-grandmother was like this, it might not be a good thing to see her..."

Zheng Li nodded. He actually didn't care about this.

It is true that Sister Yinzi is her own relative, but Sister Yinzi herself doesn't know about her blood relatives... It's not that she has no feelings at all, but she is more like a stranger who doesn't interfere with each other. Zheng Li won't bet on too much expectation and interference.

Too far away makes the letters important. Wen Yuexia wrote to her home after she heard the news, but this private cross-city postal service... uh, back and forth letters based on years can erase any impatient mood.

Wen Yuexia's family already knows about Sister Yinzi, but for them, it may be the classic past of the previous generation.

Whether the other party comes or not? Zheng Li actually doesn't care. He also knows how dangerous it is for ordinary people, especially for an elderly man in his seventies, to travel thousands of miles across cities and consume the remaining life.

Of course, some regrets are a bit too much. I can't see Sister Yin Zi's daughter... He has some bad taste and has always been looking forward to their family portraits. Maybe Sister Yin Zi still looks the youngest.

Walking out of the library, Zheng Li saw a familiar "Roman chariot" and an old acquaintance waving to him.
Chapter completed!