Time is like flowing water, the flood does not remember the year, and the flood has gone through thousands of years after opening the world in a blink of an eye.

Li Xiaofeng, who was immersed in his cultivation perception, probably never imagined that he would spend more than 9,000 years on this retreat. Oh my God, Chinese civilization is only 5,000 years old.

In the Pangu Temple, Hongjun, who had been waiting quietly for nine thousand years, his face was slightly darkened, and he looked at Li Xiaofeng with a lot of resentment. Nine thousand years! In the past nine thousand years, Hongjun, who occasionally felt the fluctuation of the Dao and understood that Li Xiaofeng had understood a complete Dao, couldn't help but grit his teeth secretly. Ya, this jade is mine, and your harvest is not small, how long will it take?

Under Hongjun's resentful gaze, finally, the rich colored light in the temple faded, and the luster became dim, and the inconspicuous creation jade flew in front of Hongjun.

"Creation Jade?" was stunned for a moment, and then Hongjun, who showed surprise on his face, couldn't help but hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab the Creation Jade, and then hurriedly got up and saluted respectfully in the hall that had become dark again: "Thank you, Great God!"

Outside, she had already woken up from the previous deep meditation and gained a lot of ink, and found that the colorful light in the Pangu Temple was shrouded, and an invisible power made it impossible for her to see the situation clearly, let alone enter. In desperation, Ink had no choice but to continue to guard outside. It wasn't until a long time later that Ink occasionally went out, but he soon returned, and most of the time he either meditated outside in the black square or waited quietly.

I also didn't expect that Li Xiaofeng's cultivation was almost more than 9,000 years of ink painting, and he was in the meditation room with his eyes closed on this day, when he suddenly keenly felt the changes in the breath of the outside world, frowned and opened his eyes, and saw that the temple had returned to darkness, and there was no trace of colored light.

"Great God!" After being stunned for a moment, Shui Mo hurriedly stood up with a look of surprise on his face: "Is the Great God finally going to finish his cultivation?"

He didn't rush in, but just stood quietly at the door, looking at the dark temple with beautiful eyes.

In just a moment, a streamer of light shot out directly from the temple and disappeared above the Nine Heavens in the blink of an eye.

"Huh?" Shui Mo, who was slightly stunned, reacted and turned his head to look at the sky and frowned: "That's such a powerful aura fluctuation, but it doesn't seem to be a great god!"

"Great God!" his expression changed and his face showed a nervous expression, although he was afraid of the terrifying aura emanating from the Pangu Temple in his heart, but because he was worried about Li Xiaofeng's situation, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and enter the temple.

Entering the temple, the coercion emanating from the temple suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, Shui Mo also saw Li Xiaofeng, who was sitting quietly with his eyes closed and sitting in front of him with gray-white creation jade fragments suspended.

Seeing that Li Xiaofeng seemed to be fine, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but be attracted by the fragment of creation jade that emitted faint colored fluorescence suspended on Li Xiaofeng's chest: "Is the great god using it to cultivate? This gray and white jade is a treasure that can assist in cultivation? No wonder, the great god said that its value is no worse than that of the top innate spirit root Huangzhong Li." The great god has cultivated for so long at once this time, and he must have gained a lot, it should be because of this gray and white jade, right?"

Ink was thinking about her own thoughts, and it didn't take long for Li Xiaofeng to sit quietly like a sculpture, her brows trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Great God!" Noticing that Li Xiaofeng came to his senses, the ink with a flash of beautiful eyes stepped forward and shouted in surprise.

"Oh, Ink and Wash" looked up at Ink with a slightly stiff expression, Li Xiaofeng, whose eyes were flickering, spoke softly, and a low and somewhat unpleasant dry voice came out of his mouth.

Hearing that voice, the ink on her pretty face changed slightly and couldn't help but say nervously: "Great God, what's wrong with you?"

"I" Li Xiaofeng, who was also startled by his own voice, was busy gathering the energy of the water line and condensing some water to drink and moisten his throat, only then did he feel slightly better, and shook his head lightly: "It's okay! Maybe I haven't spoken for too long, and my throat can't adapt for a while." By the way, Ink, how long have I been practicing?"

Seeing that Li Xiaofeng's voice was hoarse, it was obviously much better than before, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Great God, according to what you told me that a year is divided into three hundred and sixty-five days, it is almost more than three million days, and it should be more than nine thousand years. ”

"What? You say I've been cultivating for more than 9,000 years?" Li Xiaofeng, who stood up with a slightly stiff movement, almost sat on the ground again when he heard the words of Ink and Wash, and couldn't help but stare at Ink in surprise.

"Great God, be careful!" Shui Molian stepped forward and reached out to stroke Li Xiaofeng.

Li Xiaofeng, who stood up and waved his hand lightly to signal the ink to let go, muttered to himself with a look of disbelief on his face: "More than nine thousand years?"

"Great God, you must have gained a lot from cultivating for so long at once, right?" asked Shui Mo with a busy smile.

"Uh, it's okay!" Li Xiaofeng, who reacted, grinned: "It seems that I have also understood a few ways." ”

"How many paths have you only understood?" Shui Mo was stunned, looked at Li Xiaofeng's beautiful eyes and blinked, and said in disbelief: "Great God, I have understood a lot of Dao over the years, and there are more than ten complete Dao! Although they are all some of the simplest paths, I am still lucky enough to understand a medium way." Although my cultivation has not improved, I have been able to exert the power of that medium path, and my strength has increased a lot. ”

Li Xiaofeng couldn't help but look at the ink in surprise. He also felt the intermediate path, and knew that the middle level path was much more complicated than the ordinary path. This time, after nine thousand years of comprehension, Li Xiaofeng's ordinary Dao comprehended dozens of bottlenecks, and only a few moderate Dao Dao reached the bottleneck. The luck to break through and understand is also a few ordinary ways, and it is also because of the accumulation of this understanding.

In the past 9,000 years of understanding, Li Xiaofeng has gained a huge amount, but the level of true transformation into Taoist comprehension is too small. As a result, Li Xiaofeng understands that it is difficult to enlighten, but also understands the low efficiency of making cars behind closed doors. If it weren't for the accumulation and the foundation of the previous hundreds of years of understanding, Li Xiaofeng would not have been able to occasionally break through and comprehend a few small paths in these more than 9,000 years of understanding.

Shui Mo actually said that she had comprehended a medium way, which made Li Xiaofeng surprised and at the same time felt a little depressed and hit in his heart. It seems that ink and wash have not been as close to him as he has been in the past few years, and at the same time, we can see the high level of understanding and talent of ink and wash.

"Okay!Ink, that's good!It's better than me!" Li Xiaofeng smiled at Li Xiaofeng, who nodded and said, and at the same time felt the more fierce and cold vague aura on Ink. That cold and fierce Dao power, as if it could freeze the surrounding space, was obviously much stronger than ordinary Dao power.

Shui Mo couldn't help but say: "Great God, I was just lucky to be able to break through, just because this Extreme Ice Dao is the Tao I am best at." However, I believe that the harvest of the great god in the past 9,000 years is not just to understand a few simple paths, right?"

"Okay, don't call me a great god," Li Xiaofeng, who smiled noncommittally, waved his hand and said: "You call me a great god here, but it makes me blush a little! In the entire flood wilderness, I am afraid that there is only one person who can be called a great god." What kind of god am I?"

Shui Mo was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Then who is he?"

"It is the real master of this Pangu Temple, the power to open up this desolate world, Pangu God," Li Xiaofeng said solemnly: "That Buzhou Mountain is the backbone of the Pangu God." ”

The ink that opened his mouth widened instantly, and he couldn't help but exclaim with beautiful eyes: "Isn't Zhoushan the backbone of the Pangu God?"

"That's right! The Pangu God has fallen. However, I believe that he is still with this side of heaven and earth," Li Xiaofeng said with emotion, and then shook his head and said, "Now I understand why I don't let you call me the Great God, right?

Suddenly, I couldn't help but say, "Then, what should I call you?"

"I gave myself a Taoist name, called Xiaoyao Immortal, and you are the same as Huanglong, just call me Xiaoyao," Li Xiaofeng said with a light smile.

Shui Mo shook his head and hurriedly said, "I don't dare to call you that! ”

Li Xiaofeng was a little speechless, when I heard these two words, why did I think of 'Wong Tai Sin'?

"Whatever you want!" Li Xiaofeng, who smiled noncommittally, said casually: "It's just a title, don't care too much." ”