Myriad Paths

After that, Li Qi and Shen Shuibi chatted about some common topics.

These are all private words between husband and wife, which are not enough for outsiders to understand.

After a short rest for two or three days, Li Qi finally recovered. After all, he had sufficient resources, and the blood energy had not been stained for too long, so it was not difficult to repair.

There is also the illusion of cause and effect. This cannot be done in a day or two. Take your time. Li Qi cannot continue to use it anyway. It should take hundreds of years to recover.

During this period, the battle lines also leveled off.

Humanity is slowly shrinking, and witchcraft is slowly advancing, but after this bloody battle, both sides no longer have the power for a decisive battle in a short period of time.

However, there are advantages to having more people.

Although the overall quality of Wu Dao is uneven, they have enough people to change shifts.

Humanity has shrunk the overall front line, and there are fewer places that need to be defended, and it is barely possible to change shifts. As long as you work two shifts, you can have time to rest.

But rather than saying this is a 'rest', it is better to say it is a 'breathing', so as not to be exhausted to death. The mental pressure is still extremely huge.

In comparison, the soldiers of Wu Dao were much more comfortable. Their shifts were extremely long. Once they were stationed, it might take two or three years before their next turn came.

After all, the area behind the battle line is so large that it cannot accommodate more people.

All in all, the two sides were at a stalemate for the time being.

Li Qi also knew that if humanity was shrinking like this, they must be waiting for an opportunity. They must have a back-up plan, maybe it was... Liu Junyi himself.

Once Liu Junyi breaks through to the fifth level, anyway, according to Zhu Fengdan, he can kill half of Li Qi's combat power in a single ball.

There may be an element of exaggeration, but what if there is not?

Therefore, we must speed up as much as possible, but we can't speed up now, so we should continue to grind the opponent.

When humanity is exhausted and reaches its limit, it is time for the final attack.

After formulating the strategy, Li Qi began the actual operation.

And Shen Shuibi also left again.

Her injury has not healed yet and needs to be nursed back to health.

The first is the body. With the existence of the complete Yang Shen, it is not difficult to reshape the body based on this, but it still takes some time to warm it up to its original strength and fully fit the soul.

Her inner world was also riddled with holes, but luckily it was still there, not broken, and only needed to be slowly warmed up.

Anyway, no items were dropped this time, which is much better than when I escaped.

If there was a demon clan's Imperial Liquid, it would probably only take a small bottle to completely restore him, but it's a pity that Li Qi didn't have that thing.

Then we can only raise it slowly.

Shen Shuibi recovered from his injuries, and Li Qize continued to direct the war.

Such peace... doesn't seem too peaceful. Anyway, the war is still going on, and more than a billion people are still killed every day.

Yes, every day.

But compared to the previous war, when the fifth-grade people all fell together, it was indeed peaceful.

Two or three months have passed like this——

At this time, Li Qi, who was presiding over the formation and commanding the army's dispatch, suddenly received an inexplicable news.

A world leader directly reported to him that there was a dragon colt practicing demonic magic who asked to see him. He called himself "Ma Ji" and said he was Li Qi's brother, and he also provided proof.

This made Li Qi stunned for a moment.

To be honest, he had not heard this name for more than four hundred years, and even the memory represented by this name seemed a little blurry.

At the beginning of his cultivation, there was still such a dragon colt that always accompanied him and called him brother.

However, the paths were different. For the sake of the other party, he sent Long Ju outside the territory, forcing him to achieve immortality.

But after being sent outside the territory, Li Qi never saw Ma Ji again.

Now, more than four hundred years have passed.

For Li Qi, this was probably... a middle-aged uncle in his thirties, suddenly a friend from kindergarten came to his door.

This is really...

I miss you.

Four hundred years, after thinking about it, is also the limit of Longju's lifespan, right?

Without attaining immortality, even Longju can only live a few hundred years, which is, of course, already a long time.

Compared to the insect monsters who were living and dying, Longju was already uniquely endowed with extraordinary talents.

But it’s not necessarily the limit of lifespan. Maybe Ma Ji can attain immortality?

Li Qi thought so and decisively asked the other party to send Ma Ji to his command world.

A few days later, Ma Ji came.

An extremely old dragon colt, led by a strutting seventh-grade man, rewarded this place by staying there.

When the seventh-level officer saw Li Qi, he immediately saluted and said respectfully: "Commander, Ma Ji has arrived."

His eyes were full of admiration and awe.

The ordinary man in front of him is the commander of this war zone.

Directly connected to Wushen Mountain, with a wave of his hand, hundreds of millions of worlds will be driven by him, and countless fifth-grade people will die for him.

To be honest, even though he has achieved immortality, lived for more than two thousand years, and witnessed countless imaginations and great deeds, the man in front of him is still the 'peak of power' that he can understand.

His imagination could not support him to imagine a greater existence, even if he knew what Wushenshan always said about existences such as Wushen and Da Zhu.

However, he couldn't even imagine or understand the state of Wu Shen and Da Zhu.

Just like the Cthulhu Outer God, you can describe the Cthulhu Outer God, but can you imagine what Cthulhu looks like?

You may be able to name a bunch of words like 'infinity', 'spiritual pollution', 'body of an ancient god', etc., but can you really understand it? You just said it, but you couldn't imagine what it would be like.

Therefore, for a seventh-grade person, Li Qi's position at this moment is the most noble position in the world that he can imagine and understand.

Therefore, he could not help but be disrespectful. Just standing in front of Li Qi, the seventh-grade man immediately became respectful.

However, at this time, he saw the Ma Ji he had brought.

Ma Ji has been cultivated into a human form, looking like an old man. At this moment, he is slightly absent-minded. There is no respectful look on his face, but a complicated expression.

This made the seventh-grade man who brought him here suddenly feel angry.

He's just an eighth-grade goblin, how dare he be disrespectful to the person in front of him? !

But before his anger could be expressed, he saw Zhu Ren suddenly stand up.

This is rare. In his impression, Zhu Ren is always immersed in the formation, surrounded by the aura of the formation, and never leaves. He is always under the guidance of the formation, commanding thousands of worlds. war.

But at this moment, he actually came out of the center of the formation?

This made him couldn't help but look at Ma Ji.

At this time, I heard Li Qi say: "Step back, I will talk to him alone."

Hearing this, the seventh-grade man put away his emotions, saluted again, and left through the nearby Liesu.

After Li Qi watched the other party leave, he looked at Lao Ma.

As a monster, he also learned the magic of illusion and was able to transform himself into a human form, but... he was too old.

That is, what an old face.

Age spots cover the entire face, and the hair is not the snow-white of Xianfeng Daogu, but the gray of decay. His back is not hunched, after all, he is a cultivator, but his energy and blood have withered, and he can hardly feel his heartbeat.

The most important thing is the death energy on his body.

The strong death aura even formed an 'old man's odor'. Just getting close could feel him being grabbed by death anytime and anywhere, dragging him to hell.

After more than four hundred years, Lao Ma has not advanced to the seventh level, and has reached the end of his life.

The longevity essence is exhausted and the energy and blood are withered. Unless someone reverses the time, or forcibly injects vitality with something like Yangshou Pill to extend his life, there is no way he can be saved.

Life and death are the avenues of heaven and earth, and not just the avenues of natural existence.

Naturally existing avenues are extremely susceptible to modification and influence. For example, travelers from outside the territory basically modify the speed limit every day, otherwise they will not be able to walk at all.

Using the inner world to influence the outer world is basically a method that everyone has, it just depends on the level. The level of witchcraft is particularly high, so high that others can't catch up, but it doesn't mean that others can't do it.

The cycle of life and death, in addition to being natural, has also been severely forged by several Daoist organizations.

Buddhism built the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Taoism built the Ten Halls of Yama, Shamanism carried the earth after reincarnation, Ghost Path was responsible for the operation of hell, and Shinto Heaven stabilized life and death.

Other orthodox traditions, except for Humanity, which clearly does not care about reincarnation and states that it does not participate in the construction of reincarnation and will die when it dies, are more or less mixed with the reincarnation of life and death.

Therefore, life and death are almost irreversible, and life extension is possible, but as long as the seventh level is not reached, there is always a lifespan limit.

After reaching the seventh level, you will still die due to things like dying in battle, but there is no life limit.

So, at this moment, Lao Ma...

His life is approaching, and unless he breaks through to the seventh level, there is no way to save him. Even if his life is extended, he will only die later.

Judging from his appearance, he only has three to five months to live.

Three to five months...

For an immortal like Li Qi, it really happened in the blink of an eye.

Li Qi opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

But when he actually spoke, he didn't know what to say.

Four hundred years ago, he sent Lao Ma outside the territory and told him to practice hard. He would never be promoted to the seventh rank by staying with Li Qi.

But today, four hundred years later, Lao Ma still has not broken through that hurdle.

After all, he is just an ordinary dragon pony with a not very good personality and not very good talent. He is lucky enough to meet Li Qi.

But Li Qi could only provide him with supplies and skills, but could not help him with anything else.

On the road, you can only walk on your own. Others can help you at most, but if you can't take the step yourself, no one can save you.

Just like students in school.

If your family is poorer, you can cook by yourself every day and read and study on the bus. If you can't afford a tutor, you can only work harder on your own.

If your parents are capable, they can prepare a bright study room for you, buy a bunch of top-quality reference books, hire excellent teachers, and use the best stationery. You don’t have to worry about the food and drink of the family, and you can just concentrate on your studies.

But no matter what the situation is, the premise must be ‘you have learned it. ’

Then you can’t learn, and no matter how powerful your parents are, they can’t do anything to you.

Of course, for Daotong, they can also brainwash you directly.

But what's the point?

After brainstorming, you can tell me whether you are or not.

If I can't follow the path, but I can give you immortality, I might as well kill you.

Practitioners in the world have seen too many people who, in pursuit of immortality, do not hesitate to cut off their paths and forcibly advance.

In the end, most of them chose to commit suicide.

Length of life is not the deciding factor.

Mud does not outshine gold because of its abundance, nor is life superior because of its greater length.

If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.

If you can't learn the Tao and follow it, what's the point of living as a thousand-year-old bastard?

Therefore, Li Qi was just sad and regretful, but he was not prepared to help Lao Ma live longer.

It has been like this for more than 400 years, and extending one's lifespan will not help.

Seeing Li Qi's hesitant expression, Lao Ma smiled bitterly, dispelled the illusion on himself, and returned to his original form.

It is still the majestic dragon colt, surrounded by green thunder.

It's just that... he's thinner, shorter, and hunched, and his originally handsome mane has fallen off a bit, and is mixed with gray.

He walked to Li Qi's side and said with a wry smile: "Boss... I'm embarrassing you."

Li Qi didn't know what to say. He just reached out and touched the old horse's mane: "It's okay. Everyone has his own way. In the next few months, will you stay here with me? Or do you want to go somewhere?" Take a walk?”

"I'll stay here with you." Lao Ma said, lowered his body and fell asleep.

"Well, have a good rest." Li Qi said this, stood up, returned to the formation, connected to the world group again, and began to deal with those 'problems that can only be encountered once in a lifetime'.

To be honest, I am already familiar with it.

Two months passed quickly like this.

Two months later, Shen Shuibi was almost healed, except for some hidden injuries that were difficult to deal with and the fact that her new body had not fully adapted.

This was due to the large amount of natural materials and treasures. She made the elixir herself and ate it so hard that she even got erysipelas.

However, they are all within control, and at least what can be dealt with has been dealt with.

Then, she came to Li Qi immediately.

But I saw the old horse resting here.

Seeing Shen Shuibi, Lao Ma immediately stood up and went to greet her.

More than 400 years ago, when they were in Guangyang, Lao Ma and Rabbit ate a basket of radishes together. Of course he remembered the depressed and timid Rabbit at that time.

only……

Shen Shuibi, who had now recovered her cultivation, was stunned for a moment when she saw Lao Ma.

However, she also immediately realized Lao Ma's situation.

But she didn't say anything.

In fact, Shen Shuibi's understanding of life and death is much deeper than Li Qi's.

She didn't give Lao Ma any special treatment, but talked and laughed with him as always, and gave Lao Ma some elixirs to make him energetic and not always sleepy.

Not long after that, the old horse died, and Li Qi buried him on a hilltop in this dying world.

Looking at Lao Ma's grave, Li Qi was silent.

The road is your own, and only you can take it, no one can help you.