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Since the tenth year, Ye Bai has stopped meditating and cultivating, and every day he has to go to the top of the mountain where the boundary gate is located to have a look, he doesn't know what day the boundary gate will open, and he is worried that he will miss the opportunity.

The little civet felt that it was completely unnecessary, and often showed a look of contempt for him. If you can perceive things with a sweep of your sense, why run around every day.

Every now and then, Ye Bai always showed a sad expression, a man, and a male civet cat, have been in a closed space together for nine years, is there anything more desperate than this?

It is said that the road of cultivation is lonely and long, but for a young man who is only in his twenties, this process is too cruel and boring, Ye Bai doesn't know how many decades he will have in the future, but he is sure that this decade will be unforgettable.

Since escaping death in the Forest of Death, Ye Bai has understood a truth. Chance is like a rice bowl in the hands of a child, not about how much you can eat, but how much you can eat.

In the following years, Ye Bai no longer indulged in killing demons and hunting for treasures, but spent a lot of time on cultivation. The abundant spirit stones and the endless flow of heaven and earth spiritual energy made it smooth sailing on his cultivation path, and he almost did not encounter any bottlenecks.

In the fourth year, the eleventh layer of advanced qi refining, the sixth year was the twelfth layer, and the ninth year was the thirteenth layer of the Great Perfection, and all impossible miracles were staged here.

The most surprising thing is that Ye Bai also has some heart for the Taishang Induction Chapter, and under the persistence of cultivation, the development and growth of the Yuan Shen cannot be calculated.

Regarding the three supernatural powers, after Ye Bai scrutinized every detail of Qingye's calculations countless times, he felt that Qingye had no need to fake at all, because at that time he could be said to have the upper hand, even if the seizure was not successful, Ye Bai would inevitably die, but Qingye himself could come again, just like the previous eight times.

As for the impact on the realm of foundation building, Ye Bai really wanted to, but there was no one to lead the way, and the "Imperial Sword Sheng" had not yet taught him the methods and various matters of foundation building, so he could only wait until after returning to the sect.

Ye Bai sometimes wondered, if the teacher knew all this, what would he say? He nodded calmly and said, "Little Liu, you did a good job!" Or said, "You're still far away!"

In fact, any of the above sentences can be accepted by Ye Bai, and the most worrying thing is that if the teacher asks: "Weishenme, you came back alone, what about your senior brothers and sisters?"

Every time he thought of this, Ye Bai always had no intention of cultivating, walked out of the cave, looked at the mountains in the distance, forever shrouded in a layer of dark blue silk-like mist, beautiful and persistent existence, but the deceased person never came back.

In the past ten years, Ye Bai took the time to roughly walk through the Thunderfall Abyss, except for a few places where the powerful aura was entrenched, the sound of his sword roar echoed everywhere. Perhaps because the speed of the flying sword has increased again, the area of the Thunderfall Abyss does not seem to be as large as he imagined, about the same as that of the Song Kingdom. It takes a long time to walk, and of course it is faster to take a horse-drawn carriage.

Naturally, there was a lot of harvest, Ye Bai only took the one far away from the boundary gate, and the spiritual objects in the ten days of the flying sword distance of the boundary gate were never touched again, and the right should be given to the disciples of the Lianyun Dao Sect in the future, leaving a glimmer of opportunity. It's just that the gradual abundance of the storage bag failed to fill the loss in his heart.

The fifth senior brother exploded and died, needless to say.

The bodies of the second senior brother and the third senior brother were all found in the frozen land in the north, and they were still well preserved, and even the pain and despair on their faces could be seen clearly, which made people unbearable, and Ye Bai solemnly put it into his storage bag.

The senior brother and the fourth senior sister only found a few relics, a sword, a hairpin, a few clothes, and nothing else. The sword and hairpin must be brought back to the teacher, and the clothes were buried by Ye Baihe by a small valley with beautiful mountains and rivers. This pair of men and women who love each other are busy with their respective cultivation every day before their deaths, and they can finally be together after death.

The bright and intelligent fourth senior sister once stayed in Ye Bai's heart for a short time, and Ye Bai even had a beautiful and pure imagination for her, but now that people go to the empty building, everything is no longer important.

Poured a full wine glass, toasted a glass in the air, and Ye Bai drank it all.

In ten years, Ye Bai has grown from a young man to a young man, one or two inches taller, and his hair has grown a lot, he didn't take care of it, he just tied it with a ribbon at will, and draped it behind his head.

The little civet felt Ye Bai's depressed mood, glanced at him puzzled, didn't bother, held his wine jug in the leather mattress, and drank happily. Since the little guy watched Ye Bai drink wine and begged for a sip, he was also obsessed with this mundane thing, and ran out every day to find spiritual objects to exchange wine with Ye Bai. It's a pity that Ye Bai himself doesn't have much, so he even coaxed and deceived, and promised to buy a full bag of wine for it after he went out, so he refused to give up.

"I'll go out for a walk", Ye Bai and the little civet confessed, and the sword left, leaving it with a lonely and desolate back.

Human beings are really too complicated, their strength has improved so much, and they still have a dead face every day, the little civet muttered a few words in his heart, waved his claws, and signaled to receive.

Ye Bai turned around aimlessly a few times, and finally came to the place where the boundary gate was, and his figure fell under the fire pear wood.

The scars on the pear wood, under the irrigation of the aura over the years, have long been repaired by themselves, and they have disappeared, and they have borne fruit once five years ago, and the leaves have been harvested cleanly, and this time they are also ripe, hanging on the treetops, and the yellow fruits exude an amazing aura.

Ye Bai didn't plan to take it again, since the incident in Qingye, he had become more and more cautious, and he didn't dare to leave any traces at will. Whoever knows that he did not die in the abyss of thunderfall, but spent ten years in it alone, will guess that he has some great chances. At that time, people were unpredictable, and they were afraid that a catastrophe would come, and even the teacher would not be able to protect himself.

Thinking of this, Ye Bai felt more and more confused about the future, Lianyun Dao Sect may not be able to go back easily, but if he doesn't return to Lianyun Dao Sect, where will he find a way to build an advanced foundation?

At this moment, Ye Bai's divine sense moved, and he sensed that the heaven and earth aura in the air had an abnormal fluctuation, which had never been done before.

Several colorful air currents, at a speed that is imperceptible to the naked eye, converge from all directions, and the mountains, rocks and trees tremble violently.

Ye Bai was full of vitality, drove the flying sword far away, hid his breath, hid elsewhere and watched, his intuition told him that the moment he had been looking forward to was finally coming, and the liliang that came out at that moment was definitely not something he could compete with.

Sure enough, when the air currents collided at a certain point, in no particular order, at the same time, a black mouth was born in the void, and the air flow was still hitting the opening, and the mouth opened wider and wider, and finally became an irregular shape similar to a door, emitting a layer of green light.

The airflow was much weaker, and the opening was no longer expanding, but the continuous inflow of air also supported the opening not to shrink.

The gate, ten years later, finally opened again.