Su Xian under the moon of Douluo

Next, Su Xian slowed down the pace of practice and tried his best to adjust his condition.Regardless of whether it worked or not, he always felt that Qian Renxue should not worry too much about him, and he also hoped to show her his best state.

……

The moon like a big pie hangs high in the sky forever.

The dirty boy on the floating island sat on a hill and calmly bent down and scratched his hand. Then he looked at the scratches on the ground and felt slightly refreshed.

almost!

My mark has reached 100 years, which means that the dream may end at any time, and I can end everything and wake up completely, and then officially enter the realm of the second-level soul master.

Haha, I don’t want to work hard anymore.

Su Xian stretched lazily and fell back, with a "boom" sound and a little bit of dust splashed across his body, and he lay directly on the ground. Now he just wanted to finish the last time, and he didn't even bother to remember the mark.

An environment that has not changed makes it easy for people to ignore the passage of time.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Xian, who was about to lie down on the ground and continue to sleep for the rest of the time, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight, his brows furrowed and his silver-gray eyes flashed with doubts.

Something's wrong, something doesn't seem right!

Although I haven't recorded the time for quite some time, the waiting time is a bit too long.The difference between my previous cycle and two days will not be too big.

But I have waited for so long, could it be...

Su Xian's face was a little uncertain. He walked quickly to the place where he had marked before and counted it carefully twice, but the result was the same as before.

Could it be that the error is indeed relatively large and the time has not yet come?Su Xian thought this way and made a vertical stroke on the ground with a wave of his hand.

He was about to start recording the time, because a terrible suspicion vaguely emerged in his heart, but he didn't want to think too much about it.

Time will verify this conjecture for me.He thought silently.

As time passed, the scene on the floating island became different.

He returned to the hill. As the vertical marks on the ground grew more numerous, the boy would replace them with horizontal ones.

Sometimes he would meditate, but more often than not he would sit blankly on the ball and look at the bright moon, with a focused expression as if he was trying to find an answer on the bright moon.

But the moon doesn't change at all, and there's no way to know the answer.Finally, the vertical marks slowly changed to horizontal marks, and the horizontal marks formed straight characters...

One day, Su Xian stared blankly at the ten new orthographic characters on the ground, and murmured: "Sure enough, the time is not 100 years. It has been extended, and I don't know the specific amount."

This sentence was an extremely rare sound on the floating island besides the wind blowing from below, but in Su Xian's mind, there were only four words "I don't know" that kept echoing.

These four words seemed to have magic power, which verified Su Xian's conjecture and shattered his fantasy of leaving here and returning to that girl.

Suddenly, his body stiffened and felt cold. He clasped his hands tightly but found that it was not getting better.After thinking for a while, Su Xian couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"Has my heart become cold?"

This question was answered by no one on the floating island, and the only people who responded were the floating island and the everlasting bright moon in the sky and its brilliance.

Your Highness, I'm sorry.Whether I can wake up this time depends on whether I can persist until the moment when the dream is broken.

If possible, I will be behind you again.

If not...then Dou Ke Academy is the last gift I leave to you.I hope this little spark can provide you with some help in the future.

……

Su Xian became more and more silent, and Han Xing was reunited.

Many times he stopped thinking about things and instead let his mind and body dance with the cold stars. The sword moves he practiced were not limited to the three self-created soul skills derived from the Qianjia Sword Manual.

Either pick or stab, wipe or chop.The three self-created soul skills that originally seemed like a whole were slowly broken down into countless subtle and small movements.

And his heart was slowly immersed in the endless sword dance as the self-created soul skills were broken.

He stopped keeping track of the time, as it no longer made sense after the confirmation time had been extended.

If you can survive it, you will naturally know how much time has passed when the dream breaks.If you can't survive, such behavior is nothing more than accelerating your own death, or is it letting yourself know how long you have persisted and still cannot escape the fate of death?

This is not his style.

There was no thinking, no thoughts, and all that existed on the floating island now was the little figure who had never stopped dancing the sword.

Time has a magical power. It treats Su Xian and Han Xing as dishes and uses itself as a blazing fire to cook them.

Countless sword shadows appeared in Su Xian's mind. They kept colliding with each other, breaking, merging, and disappearing...

Su Xian's soul inevitably showed a bit of gray, which was like a tarsal maggot tightly wrapped around his soul.

This is a sign that the soul is starting to get tired, and Su Xian has experience with this.But he did not stop, because sword dancing does not cause the soul to be tired, the endless passage of time does.

……

Su Xian's soul was filled with gray, and suddenly a few broken lines appeared on his body.These are the broken lines that symbolize the wounds in his soul.

Su Xian had a vague premonition that maybe when his body was covered with anti-marks, it would be the time of his death.

Unlike last time, I went to the boundary when I really couldn't hold on any longer, but this time it was different.He actually waited until his soul died.

Is this considered progress?Su Xian did not open his eyes, feeling the slowly spreading cracks in the constant dance of the sword. He had no extra thoughts at this moment.

He thought, maybe I would be satisfied if I could see His Highness again...

But suddenly Su Xian's head seemed to be hit by something, and he couldn't help but shake his hands.This touch of pain even shocked Su Xian to the point that the cold star on his hand almost shook off.

Su Xian was stunned and covered her forehead. This familiar feeling was...

Just now, in the bright forest.

The girl patted a few dead grass hanging on her skirt and stood up. Looking at Su Xian who was still sitting cross-legged not far away, she muttered: "How come it has taken so long for the soul ring to be absorbed and Su Xian still can't wake up?"

She wrinkled her beautiful eyebrows, walked forward in small steps, walked in front of Su Xian, and looked at this flawless face seriously.He seems a little uncomfortable?

The girl hesitated for a moment, raised her hand with some skill, and struck Su Xian on the forehead with a sudden movement.

What's wrong with him? It's impossible for his soul to be shocked if he absorbs a century-old soul ring...

Your Highness? !

Su Xian laughed, she had been waiting for me.

The boy on the floating island was still dancing with his sword, but with a smile.The spread of cracks slowed down in places where no one noticed.

Gradually, Su Xian seemed to have found a way to face time, which was to let go of his thoughts and let his soul immerse himself to reduce the impact of the passage of time on himself.

It's best...to have someone you care about who can knock you around.

……

At a certain moment, the fragments of the sword in Su Xian's mind seemed to be reshaped at a certain moment and condensed into three small swords.These are not three physical swords, but symbolize the formal completion of Su Xian's three self-created soul skills.

The next moment, the bright moon and the floating island shattered like mirrors. The fragments quickly passed over Su Xian's body, and the cold stars slowly dispersed.Under the wash of some kind of force, Su Xian's cracked soul was repaired.

Su Xian knew that the dream was over.

In the bright forest, the boy on the meadow slowly opened his eyes and looked at the beautiful little face of the girl who appeared in front of him. Su Xian could even feel her gentle breathing.

Your Highness, long time no see...

At this moment, Su Xian could hardly suppress the thoughts in her heart.