"In fact, there is no real desperate situation in life. No matter how many hardships you encounter or how much suffering you experience, as long as you have hope and persevere to the end, you will one day be able to get out of the predicament and achieve extraordinary things."
Yubeichuan, who has experienced hardships, has somewhat understood this.
In just a few months when the apocalypse came, Yu Beichuan found that he had grown up all of a sudden. He thought about things that were unknown before, but now, the answers are very clear.
Nothing in the world is smooth sailing, and when faced with a desperate situation, many people fail to persevere to the end and often fall on the road to success. In fact, things are impermanent, there are yin and yang, there are valleys and there are peaks. As for a person who is always in the valley, Chongqing
Beichuan thinks it should not exist.
"Hey, they're all awake."
Stepping out of the world of spiritual consciousness, Yubeichuan found that Zhiyuan and Zhiyan had woken up. Each of them had serious expressions and stood high in the cave with weapons in hand, nervously guarding Yubeichuan's protector.
Wang Qinghe behaved similarly to them, with the same guarded look on his face, guarding Yubeichuan vigilantly with a knife in one hand, not daring to relax for a moment.
"Nice boy."
Yu Beichuan nodded secretly.
It seems that Wang Qinghe was also in Zhiyuan, and Zhiyan rescued him after he recovered. He was able to save his life despite such a disaster. Qinghe was considered lucky among misfortunes.
I have just experienced life and death, and when I come out and see that the people I have helped are loyal to me, no matter who they are, they will be a little touched.
Yu Beichuan was sitting cross-legged. In fact, his expression was constantly changing, which made Zhiyuan, Zhiyan and others believe that Yu Beichuan was not just practicing cultivation.
"Battle, in the sea of consciousness..."
Zhiyan, who has a deep understanding of this way, immediately made a judgment. Master Yubeichuan's state was obvious, and he must be fighting the so-called evil god. Before this, Zhiyan had already met him in his own sea of consciousness, but...
The evil god temporarily let her go for some unknown reason.
"Sir, you're awake!"
Zhiyan still had a sharp eye, and as soon as Yubeichuan opened his eyes, Zhiyan immediately noticed it.
"Brother, I want to learn martial arts from you!" Zhiyan lowered her head and thought for a moment, then immediately raised her head and made her request to Yu Beichuan resolutely and boldly.
"Oh, learn martial arts, why?" Yu Beichuan was a little surprised. The little girl looked weak. Perhaps in the little girl's perception, those who knew martial arts were more powerful.
"I want to fight bad guys. If I had the skills, Grandpa Wang would not be dead, and neither would my parents." Zhiyan said, tears streaming down her face, she twitched quietly, not letting herself go.
Cry out loud.
"Haha, learn kung fu? It is very hard and hard work. Moreover, with great ability comes greater responsibility. Do you really want to be such a person?"
Yu Beichuan said with a smile.
"I'm not afraid of hard work. I want to protect Brother Zhiyuan and Uncle Min and the others." The little girl said loudly and pointed at Min Donglei and the others behind her.
The scenes from the past reappeared one by one in front of Yu Beichuan's eyes. When he saw this strong little girl, Yu Beichuan felt very happy.
"Master Yubeichuan is awake!"
When Wang Qinghe found out, he immediately knelt down without saying anything.
"Haha, great."
This time, Zhiyuan was much bolder than before. After several months of experience, he also began to grow.
"grown ups……"
Zhiyan suddenly jumped over and threw herself into Yubeichuan's arms. For her, apart from her brother Zhiyuan, the only other relative in the world was Yubeichuan.
"Sir, I...I thought you..."
To the point where tears fall like rain,
"Well……"
Yubeichuan was embarrassed.
"Qinghe, get up."
The little person in his arms began to grow up. Zhiyan's small body was soft and weak, and the two small balls felt like they were bouncing around. Yu Beichuan could not help but push her.
Zhiyan didn't know that he fell into Yu Beichuan's arms all of a sudden. There was no closeness between men and women, and he had already begun to grow. The posture was as ambiguous as it could be.
"Ah ha, you are quite capable."
Yu Beichuan finally found a reasonable reason and gently pushed Zhiyan away from his arms.
"Wang Qinghe, your strength has reached the eighth level, Zhiyuan, Zhiyan, your strength...is at the peak of the ninth level, not bad, not bad."
Speaking of this, Yu Beichuan himself was surprised.
In a short period of time, he really didn't know what Zhiyuan and the others had gone through to work so hard to raise their strength to this level. At the beginning, Yu Beichuan himself had exhausted all his strength and barely managed to reach this level.
realm.
"Qinghe has embarrassed the Lord."
Wang Qinghe was a little ashamed. He had promised to protect Zhiyuan and Zhiyan at first. Unexpectedly, within a few days, the strength of the two brothers quickly surpassed his own. In the end, it was the two brothers who turned around to protect him.
Several times, Zhiyuan and Zhiyan, the two brothers, fought desperately to save each other, but they themselves had long been reduced to nothing.
But having said that, Wang Qinghe himself has poor qualifications, but he has really worked hard to reach this level of cultivation.
"Sir, it's all our fault. Uncle Wang always gives way to our cultivation resources. He himself is always afraid that our strength is too low and that the adults will blame us."
Zhiyan was very articulate, and after several months of getting along with her, she regarded Wang Qinghe as her own uncle. In fact, when they first came into contact with him, Yu Beichuan knew that Zhiyan was bold, caring, and repaying kindness.
"Although strength is important, no matter how strong it is,
, a person can slowly improve step by step through hard work, not forgetting the original intention and keeping the kindness in mind is the key."
Yu Beichuan smiled kindly.
"Well, during the training, Uncle Qinghe kept watch every time. He was always worried that we didn't get enough rest, which would affect our strength improvement."
Zhiyuan is outspoken and sincere, and he is truly grateful to Wang Qinghe.
"No...it should be. My life was saved by adults..."
Wang Qinghe does not take any credit. During this period, he really regarded Zhiyuan and Zhiyan as his own relatives.
"Okay, that's good!"
Yu Beichuan felt relieved, at least he had not misjudged the person.
"Sir, has everything been resolved?"
Zhiyuan was a little worried. He was a sensible person. He knew that Yubeichuan must have gone through a life-and-death battle just now. Seeing that Yubeichuan was safe and sound, he felt relieved.
"Well, sir... are you okay?"
Zhiyan was a little cautious and took two or three steps back unconsciously. Thinking of the evil god's unusual attack method, she doubted, extremely doubted whether Yu Beichuan was possessed by the evil god.
"solved."
Yu Beichuan was very happy. His problem of knowing the sea world was not completely solved. However, there were some things that were meaningless to say, and they would just add burden to Zhiyuan and the others in vain.
"Haha, let me just say, you are invincible..."
Zhiyuan burst out laughing. In his eyes, Yubeichuan had always been omnipotent, which made Zhiyan give him a big look.
"Ask the sword!"
Yu Beichuan waved his right hand, and the Wenjian bursting out with dark golden light appeared in his hand. The divine weapon protects the master. Zhiyan must understand this truth.
"Hehe, you are really an adult."
Zhiyan's face became cheerful.
"It's all his fault!"
Wang Qinghe's face was filled with anger. He raised his head and looked at the statue of the evil god in front of him. Two days ago, when they were rushing back to S City, Yu Feng Wu kidnapped several of them.
"If the adults hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been disastrous..."
Wang Qinghe clenched the long knife in his hand and rushed toward the statue of the evil god with hatred.
"This harmful thing!"
Zhiyuan swung the black iron long stick in his hand, kicked off his right foot, jumped up, and shot towards the evil god statue.
It seems that they want to destroy the statue of the evil god.
"Um……"
Yu Beichuan had no objection. In fact, there was no danger after losing the statue of the Evil God Soul Spirit. However, in the doomsday, there are some things that no one can predict the future.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Under the violent attack of Wang Qinghe and Zhiyuan, the evil god statue collapsed.