Chapter 2100: Ice-turning.

The condensation of the thoughts of all living beings in the sea of ​​suffering and moving towards a common goal has instantly condensed the fortune of the sea of ​​suffering and formed a great fortune. Xuanyuan saw it and knew that the fortune of the sea of ​​suffering will inevitably grow bit by bit in the future. Of course, this is also extremely closely related to the "Qinglong Holy Land".

To a certain extent, the sentient beings in the sea of ​​suffering have become disciples of the "Qinglong Holy Land", so their luck has become stronger. For example, Xuanyuan took out the "Dao Shen Kai Hui Dan" to them to increase his wisdom and cultivate the strong people of the younger generation. This is invisibly enhancing their luck.

Everyone is a fortune, but there is a strength and weakness. If luck fights and consumes each other, a holy land will be fought and consumed, and everyone will fight internally and will never die, and the fortune will be destroyed sooner or later, this holy land will be destroyed sooner or later. It is like the human race was extremely prosperous in the ancient times, but in the ancient times and the Dharma-Ending Age, it has fallen to the point where it almost disappeared, because internal struggles continue to end, mutually eliminate each other, and even destroying each other regardless of the demise of the clan. This has already shaken the foundation of a clan.

A group of people gather their luck together, have common goals, and work together, luck will become bigger and stronger.

There is a huge maintenance between people and luck. In the past, the sea of ​​suffering was like a group of scattered soldiers and raids, without a common goal. They will have their own struggles between each other. Although they are all small-scale, they will also be affected invisibly.

It’s like there is a huge rock, one person pushes right and the other person pushes left, and the final result will only be motionless in place. If two people are in one direction, even if they cannot push very quickly, they can slowly move. As more and more people gather, they can move in one direction, which can play a huge role.

Seeing that the sea of ​​suffering is now condensed and there is nothing he needs to do, Xuanyuan felt relieved and turned around and left, leaving the next thing to the "God of Mist" to deal with.

At the first moment, Xuanyuan returned to the "Qinglong Holy Land". For these 49 days, it was quite a waste of money for him. With his current cultivation level, he felt exhausted.

If he is attacked by Xie Lusheng at this time, he is likely to encounter danger, so he is extra cautious.

Returning to the "Qinglong Holy Land", Xuanyuan let himself recover slowly.

"It seems that these days, I have been working hard and not stopping at all, so I should have been slowed down." Xuanyuan took a deep breath and opened his eyes slowly. For some reason, her figure appeared in his mind. Yin Zhenluo has been silently paying for the "Qinglong Holy Land" over the years. The relationship between the two is in a very awkward position. If it were surrounded by various wars in the past, it would be understandable. Now he has not done much. If he still drags on like this, it will be unfair to Yin Zhenluo.

"I should give Zhen Luo an explanation."

Xuanyuan's heart moved, and he stepped out and looked at the exercise battlefield of the "Qinglong Holy Land".

From a distance, he looked at the battlefield covering an area of ​​100 million miles, and many big cities were built, with mountains and rivers closely intertwined. Countless warriors were surging the sky. Their blood was surging, like thunder. The two armies fought and fought fiercely, and they had almost no restraint. The people in the "Hunhu Royal Family" paid attention to the battlefield almost at all times, and rescued the seriously injured at the first time. Over the years, since they integrated the experiences of many holy emperors, they have made rapid progress in the way of treatment. The mortality rate of military exercises has been greatly reduced, reducing the loss of talents, and making the soldiers more relaxed.

After all, on the battlefield, they face enemies who are thousands of times more cruel, and they will never be ruthless to them.

Xuanyuan did not look at the battlefield, but looked at the five million soldiers of the Tianlong clan, stationed on the battlefield. It was obvious that they were preparing for war and did not join the military exercise. Seeing that many soldiers were resting, it was obvious that the exercise had just been completed.

He stepped out and went straight into the tent of the commander of the Tianlong clan.

At this moment, Yin Zhenluo was wearing the Tianlong armor and holding a pen in his hand, reviewing some military confidential matters.

Almost the moment Xuanyuan appeared, Yin Zhenluo grabbed the Tianlong Battle Dao Gun beside him, his eyes were sharp, and he was about to attack. However, when she saw Xuanyuan, she looked surprised. She didn't expect that Xuanyuan would come to find her.

"Why are you here?" Yin Zhenluo let go of the war gun, continued to write, reviewing military confidential matters, and her voice was very cold.

"You're so happy recently." Xuanyuan came to Yin Zhenluo, looked at the piles of official documents on the case, and felt sorry for him, and his tone was very gentle.

"It's great." She didn't go to Xuanyuan, and she wrote everything on the official documents.

Seeing Yin Zhenluo's focus, Xuanyuan immediately took out the Human Emperor pen from himself and said, "Let's use it from now on. It has been with me since early on. It has been raised more powerfully over the years, and it has contained a lot of wisdom. It has condensed many insights I have accumulated over the years, which will improve you."

"Why do you have to give it to me?" Yin Zhenluo's heart trembled. This was one of Xuanyuan's relatively powerful magic weapons in the early stage. Although it was not as powerful as the heavenly supreme Taoist weapon, he didn't know how many battles he had accompanied him, which was of great significance.

Xuanyuan smiled, bowed down, took off the pen from Yin Zhenluo's hand, held her hand, held the Human Emperor's pen, and processed a document for her.

"Give you, do you need any reason?"

"..." Yin Zhenluo's eyes were lowered, indifferent, and she felt a burst of joy in her heart. Her voice became much softer, and she asked, "Have you worked hard all the time recently?"

"It's okay, as the saint master of the 'Qinglong Holy Land', I should do some things. It's not hard. Now I just hope that 'Hongmeng Origin' can break out a bloody path and expel all major origins. I won't say that." Xuanyuan looked at Yin Zhenluo and sneered: "Zhen Luo, do you remember the scene when we first met, when you taught me to practice."

"Well, you were very stupid at that time..." Yin Zhenluo narrowed his eyes slightly. That period of time should be the most worry-free day in her life.

"Uh... I know what you are going to say. If you didn't have you at that time, I might not have been able to reach this point today. You introduced me into the cultivation field. Every step I took was the shadow of trying to work for you. In fact, over the years, I felt that what I couldn't let go of the most is you." Xuanyuan knew that over the years, Yin Zhenluo had too many things alone and she had no say in the Yin family at that time.

"If we were able to be together back then, without the obstacles of external forces, with our temperament, we should only be a pair of free and easy fairy companions, and there would be no today's 'Qinglong Holy Land'."

"Indeed, when you meet Shi Wu, she changed the trajectory of your life, and promoted your current status as the Lord of the "Qinglong Holy Land" and your current strength level. She is a good woman. Over the years, she has worked hard in the "Qinglong Holy Land" and has made a lot of contributions silently. She has never complained. She has not let herself stop for the sake of sentient beings." Yin Zhenlu sighed softly. She and Shi Wu have a good relationship. Now it seems that the women around Xuanyuan can understand and help each other. It is just that Xuanyuan, who she first met, originally Xuanyuan should only belong to her, so from the bottom of her heart, she still can't accept sharing Xuanyuan with other women.

"You have made a lot of contributions. The Yin family army fought bloody battles for the 'Qinglong Holy Land'. The reason why each of you can achieve today's achievements is that the contribution of each of you cannot be erased. It is precisely because of this that I cannot let anyone down..." Xuanyuan sighed gently. When things have developed to this point, every woman has given him a lot.

"So sometimes, I don't know how to face you. In terms of relationships between men and women, it has always been my weakness. In recent years, the entire "Central World" has undergone great changes and is a matter of trouble. There is no time to talk about the relationship between children. Many things can only be put on hold temporarily and not dealt with in time. It's all mine."

"Then, what are your thoughts now?" Yin Zhenluo faced Xuanyuan with a side face. The two were extremely close to each other and stared at each other.

"Now the five major origins each sense their own origins and deepen the maintenance of cause and effect. It doesn't take hundreds of years to come to a large number of troops and make them greatly improve themselves. At that time, the enemies we face will be very strong, and it is very difficult to attack now. The three lords of the hunting saints are hidden among them, leading many holy emperors, eyeing them covetously. It is still unknown whether my "Qinglong Holy Land" can survive in the future. Zhen Luo, at this time, do you still have to be angry with me in your heart?" Xuanyuan's hand gently stroked her face and said softly.

"..." Yin Zhenluo was silent for a moment and said aggrievedly: "I didn't feel angry with you, but sometimes I always feel that you are avoiding me and your heart is so angry, but I can't say anything."

"Okay, it's my fault. I don't know how to face you, so I can only use that way..." Xuanyuan sighed and said, "Can you accept it now? Forgive me who has always been immature."

"So what if I don't accept me? For me, the only person I can like in my life..." Before Yin Zhenluo could finish speaking, Xuanyuan kissed her lips.

At this moment, Yin Zhenluo's body was stiff and his heart trembled. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

He could only stand on the Taishi Chair and slowly close his eyes, and two crystal tears dripped from the corners of his eyes.

At this moment, Yin Zhenluo felt that this was actually very good. Sometimes she always cared about gains and losses and always wanted to have everything about the other party. However, since ancient times, the three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines, which emperor was not like this.

Now Xuanyuan can be regarded as the emperor of the "Qinglong Holy Land", but he has only been with him through the ups and downs along the way, and has never been touched by anything else, and has never treated anyone unfairly. This is rare.

Xuanyuan's actions made Yin Zhenluo's heart that had been frozen for many years melt away. Over the years, she could deeply understand the helplessness he buried in his heart...

(Please guess whether it will be pushed down...)
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