A full ten years.

In the past ten years, the consumption of monks and blood tides in the small world has already reached the most critical level.

Some monks kept dying because they exhausted their cultivation...

But more monks came up.

As the blood tide weakens, the swallowing ability is greatly weakened, and finally even the Feather Realm is qualified to enter the blood tide.

At this point... the number of monks entering the blood tide has exceeded 200.

All the accumulation of the small world over thousands of years appears at this moment.

In order to continue their homes, they are not afraid of sacrifice and are willing to give. Even if they dedicate their lives and futures, they will do whatever they want!

Compared to the bloody tide that only knows how to rely on instinct action, there is no doubt that their decision has moved Su Xun even more...

Even, it was a good decision to let him give birth to a few points and die with them.

In fact, he never retreated for a moment.

You can't give your life except your life... because if he dies, Xiao Momo will lose his father, and the small world will lose its support, and I'm afraid it will completely disappear.

But there is nothing to be reluctant to do with the cultivation of hard work...

If you abandon it, you will abandon it.

Cultivation has been declining all the way.

And as the cultivation level drops, there is still a state of mind.

After thousands of years of hard work, Su Xun's heart has long been like a stagnant water, and it is difficult to have any turbulence...

But as his cultivation decreased, he slowly felt that his mentality seemed to be gradually returning to his past.

Although it is still a soul that has been vicissitudes for thousands of years, it feels like I have lived again.

Start again.

Mahayana, transcendence, enlightenment, transformation into gods...

The cultivation level fell all the way.

Han Lin next to him was even more miserable. His cultivation level was not as deep as Su Xun's foundation. He had already fallen from the Nascent Soul at this time, and even the Nascent Soul showed signs of melting.

But even monks in the Nascent Soul realm can survive in this blood tide. From this we can see that the blood tide is now so weak.

More and more monks are joining.

Hundreds...thousands...in the end, there were tens of thousands...

The whole world unites.

Faced with the weakened blood tide, there was no retreat or give in at all.

The power of human beings is constantly weakening, and the blood tide is constantly weakening...

When the last tide of blood was finally completely purified.

When the sky finally returned to the clear sky.

More than 30 Mahayana monks have died completely before.

Among the remaining people, all of them had a huge decline in their cultivation.

Han Lin, who had the highest cultivation level before, is now only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

The whole world has developed for nearly three thousand years, but now it has been directly knocked back to the realm of three thousand years ago...

But no one was shocked and sad that his cultivation level had fallen to such a sad level.

Everyone was just satisfied to see that the world that had been restored to a clear light.

"We won."

Han Lin knelt on the ground excitedly and cried to the sky, "Master, we have won!"

He was already filled with tears of excitement when he knocked heavily on the ground.

At this moment, the tens of thousands of monks present had the posture of monks? They all looked tired, as if they had just left the battlefield and won a great victory, and they were all happy.

“Ahhhh…”

Some people couldn't help but whistle excitedly.

Victory, pressure~ The blood tide that had been above the entire world of immortal cultivation for more than two thousand years was finally destroyed by them and all!

I don't know if it will recover again.

But even if it really recovers... they are not afraid anymore.

They have truly overcome the blood tide.

"Finally won."

Su Xun is probably the most cultivator in the small world now.

The middle stage of God Transformation...

Although he had actually looked down on this realm before, his strength also caused a decline in his mood.

The ancient well-being's state was completely broken.

Su Xun let out a long sigh. Is this an unexpected surprise?

For monks next to them, if their realm falls, they must cry bitterly.

But Su Xun is different... He doesn't expect to ascendezvous.

He cares too much.

Just like Zhou Xiaofan before, he had already reached the state where he could ascend, but he refused to leave and was even willing to sacrifice himself in this world because he was reluctant to let go of this world.

Ascension?

Where to fly?

I don't know...but no matter where he flies, his closest loved ones will never be seen.

Han Lin was excited for a while before he recovered and shouted to Su Xun: "Ancestor Dao, we have succeeded."

"Yes, although it has paid a huge price!"

Su Xun sighed: "Your cultivation has fallen too seriously, and you may have no hope of ascension for the rest of your life."

"It's okay, it's not difficult to regain the old path. Retrieving cultivation is not a problem. As for ascension, I'm actually not willing to ascend. Who knows what world we will ascend to?"

Han Lin smiled and said, "It would be fine if he ascended to the world where the Taoist ancestor was, but if he ascended to a completely unfamiliar world, why bother to be a lonely person?"

He looked free and easy and sighed: "Although my cultivation has fallen and I have to start over after thousands of years of hard practice, for some reason, I feel very relaxed and happy, and even want to laugh, because everything can be started over again, I don't have to rush to choose. Although monks are practicing for ascension, if they really ascend and stand in a distance, is it a pity that is the final pursuit and destiny of the monks?"

"And now, my choice has been thousands of years away. I can slowly think about it. Ascension can be, but it is best to be after I have no concern in the mortal world."

"Well, the bitter and cold palace of the Immortal Palace is all in the world looking at the sky, but I don't know that the sky is not recalling the earth?"

Su Xun smiled and said, "I feel relieved if you have this mentality."

He can also figure out why he is in a happy mood now. To put it bluntly, he and Han Lin are very similar in a sense, they are just ordinary people.

Be content with the status quo, unwilling to accept changes, and dare not accept choices.

No choice is the greatest happiness.

Keep everything now and don't change...

People are immortals above the mountain.

Is it really happiness to get rid of everything now?

His sister Siqing will never see her again, their daughter, and…”

Although I can't remember the faces of those close friends in my mind.

But now his mentality has recovered, he suddenly feels...

Well, my youth... is back.

"I'm going back too. I haven't seen each other for so many years. I suddenly realized that I miss my family very much. For the sake of blood tide, I have been separated from them for too long. In the future, I will never leave them."

Su Xun patted Han Lin on the shoulder and said, "Feng Ling Yueying Sect, I'll leave it to you. I may not speed up any more in the future."

Han Linqi said: "What?"

"It's nothing. I just want to enjoy every minute and every second I'm with my family. Although Su Yuan's death and Lin Hao's death are all dead, for me, it is too short and too short. This time, I will no longer easily blaspheme time and will not waste too much."

Su Xun smiled and said, "Goodbye, Han Lin."

"Yes, I respectfully send you to the Taoist ancestor."

Although he couldn't understand what Su Xun was saying, Han Lin could clearly feel that Su Xun was in a great mood at the moment.

Say goodbye respectfully now.

Watching Su Xun's figure disappear in front of him.
To be continued...