Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth twists and turns
soon.
Thirty breaths.
Xia Qingchen still showed no sign of waking up.
Xia Houjie finally let go of his worries. He couldn't help but chuckle to Zhang Lianxing: "Girl, your Master Chen is not even as good as a loser like me."
Lian Xing clenched her fists.
Feeling frustrated and disappointed.
In my mind, Natsuro should be omnipotent, far superior to his peers.
It exudes brilliance that transcends everything at all times.
But why is he not even as good as Xia Houjie?
"I understand how you feel. Who doesn't want his master to be superior to others?" Xia Houjie said with a smile, "But blind faith will only damage the master's reputation."
Lian Xing could not avoid the inner self-blame.
If she didn't boast about Haikou, Xia Qingchen wouldn't be insulted.
Xia Houjie smiled silently: "Now, let us wait and see how cowardly your master will go."
Lian Xing immediately looked closely at Xia Qingchen.
If you wake up within forty breaths, you can still save some face.
She counted silently in her mind and kept praying.
I wish time would go slower.
However, ten breaths of time still flew by.
For forty breaths, Xia Qingchen was still in the hallucination and never woke up.
The crowd was already talking a lot.
Xia Qingchen's performance was really unexpected.
One hundred and fifty breaths passed.
He's still stuck in it.
With such a record, even Xu Yuan and Wu Jinlong are inferior.
Many people who had high expectations were completely disappointed.
"It's really different from what I imagined." Xia Houyuan wanted to laugh a little.
A little bit proud again.
To be honest, the feeling of being stepped on by such a powerful genius is quite good.
"Maybe this is the drawback of him practicing too quickly." Someone began to analyze carefully.
"The way of heaven is eternal. He cultivated too quickly, so naturally there is another aspect that is lacking."
"Yes, God is fair. If he gives a person a talent, he will naturally take back something else."
"If you are not energetic enough, it is said that it will affect your ability to break through the moon realm."
"So, Xia Qingchen is just making a splash now, but in the long run, he will still be inferior to us."
For a while.
They felt relieved.
As if seeing the distant future, Xia Qingchen was stagnant in front of the moon realm, but they all became the images of strong men in the moon realm.
Three hundred breaths passed.
Time has passed by a stick of incense.
Xia Qingchen finally woke up leisurely.
He opened his eyes, and there was confusion, sadness, and indescribable complexity in his eyes.
"A song has been dreaming for thousands of years, but the characters have changed." He murmured softly.
The remnant sound of the flute still echoes in my mind.
"Xia Qingchen, three hundred breaths." The sword general took the record book, and with a stroke of his pen, he wrote the worst record in history on the last page.
He looked at Xia Qingchen with an arrogant look on his face and said, "Congratulations on leaving your name in the annals of history."
Everyone else looked at Xia Qingchen with strange eyes.
Most of them take pleasure in misfortune.
There is probably nothing that can make me feel more satisfied than witnessing the genius who has surpassed me, falling into clay.
Lian Xing's eyes below were already filled with moisture, and she suppressed her sorrow: "Xia Lang, what took you so long?"
Xia Qingchen came back to her senses.
He picked off the ancient soul fruit, flew down, and said with a slight regret: "I listened to some songs that I once remembered, but later wanted to forget, and now I miss them."
Lian Xing said: "Then do you know how long time has passed?"
She couldn't accept it, Xia Qingchen was immersed in the illusion and couldn't extricate herself.
"It doesn't matter how long it takes, as long as I get what I want." Xia Qingchen said.
Lian Xing couldn't help but blame: "How can you risk your own life? The battle with Gu Taixu is about to begin, and the Ancient Soul Fruit is your only hope."
Only by relying on the Ancient Soul Fruit can Xia Qingchen's cultivation level make a final breakthrough.
Reached the level of fighting with Ancient Taixu.
Now, everything is gone.
Xia Qingchen was not angry because of her reproach.
But in a rare and gentle manner, he wiped her tears and said, "Am I not being sensible?"
Um?
Everyone was shocked.
Xia Houjie narrowed his eyes again.
To be honest, Xia Qingchen's spiritual power was so weak that it took him three hundred breaths to get the Ancient Soul Fruit.
As an opponent, he didn't really believe it.
How could a person with such a fragile spirit have the perseverance to endure two years of hard training?
I'm afraid there is something hidden in it.
Zu Qianjue was also thoughtful, which was indeed unusual.
Xia Qingchen's spirit cannot be so fragile. He said: "Ancestor Xia, can you take a look at the Ancient Soul Fruit in your hand?"
After this reminder.
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Xia Qingchen's hands.
When on the tree.
Xia Qingchen has always held the Ancient Soul Fruit, so no one knows about its changes.
They couldn't help but guess.
Xia Qingchen may have walked out of the hallucination long ago, but he just didn't open his eyes.
For a while.
Those Xiahou tribesmen who had a sense of accomplishment felt refreshed again.
Lian Xing also opened his eyes wide again and said with some excitement: "Xia Lang, could it be that you..."
She stared at Xia Qingchen's palm without blinking.
Watch her unfold bit by bit.
this moment.
She felt that there was more than just Ancient Soul Fruit inside.
It was Xia Qingchen's honor and disgrace.
It is a gem that determines destiny.
The rest of the people also cast their gazes, carefully staring at the ancient soul fruit inside, which contained several essences.
finally.
Xia Qingchen opened his palms.
But the Ancient Soul Fruit that came into view made everyone stunned.
Originally a dark red ancient soul fruit, it was gray-white with wrinkles on its surface.
The essence inside is not even one out of ten.
Everyone who was full of expectations fell into extreme disappointment again.
Night Demon Qiong lowered his head and sighed slightly: "After all, I still think too highly of you."
He could no longer have confidence in Xia Qingchen.
Even his anticipation for the sparring agreement a year later was diluted a lot because of this.
Because Xia Qingchen disappointed him time and time again.
Zu Qianjue also averted his eyes and couldn't help but ask himself, did he really think too highly of Xia Qingchen?
The people of the Xiahou tribe raised their minds and put them down again.
The miracle didn't happen.
The facts are before our eyes.
Xia Qingchen's spirit is indeed very different, and his future achievements will be limited.
Xia Houjie pursed his lips and smiled.
He looked at the downcast Xia Qingchen and suddenly felt a little ridiculous.
He actually regarded him as an enemy that needed to be taken seriously.
Lianxing stared blankly at the withered ancient soul fruit for a long time.
She took it over in disbelief and looked at it carefully.
Because Xia Qingchen could often transform decay into magic, she wanted to see if the same was true for this Ancient Soul Fruit.
However.
To her disappointment, this was indeed a decayed ancient soul fruit.
Nothing unexpected happened.
Listening to the discussion again, Lianxing felt it was particularly harsh.
It shouldn't be like this!
Not appropriate!
Dao Jiang glanced at the corner of his mouth. He had never thought that Xia Qingchen was so great.
Now it can finally be verified.
Everything is just a result of our ancestors being too lazy and mistaking the wrong person.
The sword general closed the record scroll and said: "This ancient soul fruit picking is over. Let's digest the ancient soul fruit immediately..."
Who knows.
The voice is still there.
The ancient ancient soul fruit tree started to tremble!
The trunks, branches, leaves, and fruits were trembling more and more violently!