40,000 Years of Cultivation

boom!

There seemed to be a kaleidoscope in Li Yao's mind that exploded at once, and countless gorgeous and mottled pictures came like a surging tide. He seemed to see a tall figure, honey-colored skin, big mouth and ears, not counting. The girl who was too good-looking but full of anger came towards him with a big grin, they cried, laughed, yelled, hugged arrogantly...

He also saw two Tyrannosaurus rex rolling on the ancient wasteland like no one; he saw two weird trees entangled with each other for thousands of years; he saw a pair of wolves, tigers and leopards lingering together in the hot afternoon, entangled to death; he even watched To the two planets-two meteors of sparkling fire roared, the breath of life spread to the entire universe.

"what happened?"

Li Yao scratched his crotch and muttered to himself, "Why do you suddenly feel a sense of emptiness and loneliness? It's like a thief going to the sky, and the whole person is exhausted and tasteless-I haven't had that in these two days. What!"

Li Yao settled down and kept watching.

He was quickly attracted by Ding Lingdang, a female character who looked a little different.

According to the writing of ordinary novels, this big sister who is so ferocious that one can kill a cow with one punch is unlikely to be the heroine.

But I don’t know why, Li Yao’s mind is faintly showing a vibrant, flame-like picture of Ding Lingdang. This picture is shining in every brain cell, and he can’t help but want to watch it, knowing Everything about this girl and what happened to her and "Cultivation Li Yao".

"This chapter is too short. The author is really good at it. There is no content at all. This chapter is not counted. Let's look at another chapter.

"Hey, the dog that kills a thousand swords, is stuck at the key point of the plot. Isn't it too shameless? Let people not sleep? Or else, read the plot of this magic island. , Um, go to bed after reading it!

"Sure enough, this'Cultivation Li Yao' is still very old-fashioned, weak, ridiculed, and treated as rubbish, but what is the situation? He won't really get along with that muscular girl Ding Lingdang, right? I really found that muscular girl, I didn't look at it, I didn't even look at it to death!

"Unknowingly, I have read almost a hundred chapters, or else just put it together, and go to bed when you see a hundred chapters, I swear!

"The one hundred chapter is here, um, um, it is 11:57 in the middle of the night, and it is still'today'. The last three minutes, read another chapter, go to bed on time at twelve, use brand new The face, usher in a brand new tomorrow!

"What the hell! What the **** is this? Why was it at 11:57 just now, and it changed to two in the middle of the night after only one chapter? What, not a chapter, I have seen a hundred Chapter Eighty Two? Impossible, hell!

"Well, since it's already two and two minutes, then we can make a whole, try to see two hundred chapters at two thirty, and then delete the book completely, even uninstall the reading software, remake it, and re-behave. !

"Three or three o'clock? Why, heaven, earth, why on earth!

"Three-thirty? How come it's three-thirty? Depraved, how did I degenerate to such a degree? Is it really that the pressure of writing a paper recently to find a job is too much, and I need a way to soothe my nerves? Also, the necessary rest and entertainment are still needed. Yes, one piece, one piece, the way of civil and military, don’t worry too much about writing and working, the body is the capital of the revolution, it’s not good if you have a horn of a horn, and your brain is entangled and broken. It is said that this author really doesn’t know how to write emotional dramas, haha Haha, I treat you as a brother, but you want me. I have never seen such a male and female host. Hahahaha, what's going on, I feel my legs are getting softer and weaker, and my lower body feels aching, like being crushed by a train back and forth— I should really reduce the frequency in the future.

"No, I must go to sleep, read the last chapter, I must sleep, I swear..."

Li Yao was dazed and groggy, rubbing his abdomen while quickly paddling his phone.

It’s really weird—"Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation", apart from the gimmicks of cultivation and technology, it is really mediocre. It has no new ideas, and there is nothing extraordinary about it. It is like a standardization on the assembly line of a large industry. Commodities can be viewed or not.

The passionate bridge on the Great Wilderness train can't get rid of the author's forced passion, but it makes readers feel the suspicion of getting goosebumps.

but…

Why does Li Yao feel more familiar the more I look at it, most of the scenes and pictures are as hazy as memories from a hundred years ago, and they seem to have known each other, and the more I look at them, the more I want to see them. I am anxious to know "Cultivation Li Yao" and his friends. What on earth happened.

"Zhao Kai didn't lie, "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation" is so beautiful!"

Li Yao yawned, "Go and pee, you must go to bed after you pee, it's not a person who doesn't sleep!"

Li Yao fell asleep.

In other words, he felt that he should be asleep.

Because he had made countless strange dreams that looked like a world away.

Today, Yimeng is hundreds of times clearer than before. He is so clear that he can't tell whether he is dreaming or sitting at the desk under the bed, watching an online novel called "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation".

He saw the Tyrannosaurus rex wearing lipstick again.

But this time, behind the Tyrannosaurus rex sits a barbarian queen straddling.

With sharp eyes, straight nose, honey-colored lips and wheat-colored skin, the whole body exudes a look at the world, and I am the only person who is the character "Ding Lingdang" in the novel.

"For the past so many years, I have been looking for you in the endless sea of ​​stars. Starting from the vindictive universe, I have killed so many universes, so many worlds, so many enchanting heavens and terrible hells all the way."

Ding Lingdang stared at Li Yao, her voice low and full of magnetism, pure and full of vicissitudes, "Everyone said that you are dead, the soul and life information are completely shattered and annihilated in nothingness, but I just don't believe it, I know you must still To live, you must persist in your own way, even if the enemy is the earth, or even... the entire universe!

"Remember what we said when we parted?

"I said, even if you die one day, it doesn't matter if you go down to the Yin Cao Netherworld, Jiuyou Huangquan, because I will demolish the Yin Cao, explode the Netherworld, burn all the Jiuyou Huangquan, and save you!

"Li Yao, hold on.

"I'm coming!"

Li Yao suddenly woke up again.

I feel that my fingers and waist have never been so sore in my life.

It was as if someone had slammed the red-hot steel needle into ten of his fingernails, and slammed his waist with a red-hot hammer.

Although his body had been awakened and his consciousness was still sinking into the swamp of his brain, he sat on the chair for ten minutes in a daze, until the pale sun pierced his eyes, and realized that it was already 9:30 in the morning.

Today is Monday. Although there are no classes in the graduating class, the roommates all go to the library to prepare papers, or go outside for internships and recruitment.

The dormitory was very quiet, making the time lapse of the wall clock unbearably loud, and Li Yao held his breath thinking about what happened last night.

He seemed to read a very interesting online novel and saw it in the middle of the night, and then got out of bed to pee. After that, he sat on the chair under the bed and read another chapter, another chapter, another chapter, I don’t know. In a few chapters, when I was excited and excited, I took out the little book I used to record my dreams to write and paint, and then I fell asleep on the table in a daze...Should it be?

"Internet novels kill people!"

Li Yao vigorously scratched his tousled hair like a bird’s nest, thinking sleepily, "Well, I fell again last night. I will delete this book later and uninstall the software. Then from noon today, No, it’s better to make up your sleep at noon. From ten o’clock in the evening, you will be reborn and re-behave. That’s right, it’s a happy decision!

"By the way, why does my waist hurt so much that I can't stand up even when I stand, it's not right, the underwear is very dry, it's really nothing!"

Li Yao tilted his head and yawned, trying to remember what he did after peeing last night. In addition to reading, he seemed to be scribbling, writing, and painting on a small book.

Li Yao casually opened his most private "Dream Record Book".

Then, he was stunned, his face pale, like a ghost.

I saw in the dream record book, behind the lipstick Tyrannosaurus rex, I don't know when there was a heroic and domineering barbarian queen whose eyes were deep enough to penetrate notebooks, desks, and even the crust.

The barbarian queen reached out to him, as if she wanted to pull him out of the abyss, or an invitation to fight.

With trembling fingertips, Li Yao rubbed the barbarian queen he drew. A strange electric current flowing from his fingertips around his body was about to detonate his heart.

Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff!

His heart beat faster and faster, reaching its limit, and couldn't help but want to make a roar that had been suppressed for countless years.

"I drew this?"

Li Yao asked himself in disbelief, "When did my painting skills become so good, and the people I paint so resemble?"

Looking further back, there are new paintings, using the ballpoint pens and signature pens on his desk to scribble at will, and in a few strokes he outlines cities, buildings, or natural scenery.

Li Yao's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart almost grew hands and feet, tearing his chest, and jumping out.

Floating Ge City, Magic Tomb, Chixiao No. 2 Middle School, Liaoyuan, Dahuang Train, Dahuang Battle Yard...

Although it is not marked, Li Yao knows that they are all scenes from the novel "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation". There is a ballpoint pen drawing of the Great Desolate Train, and even the soldiers in battle and the sacrificed cultivators are clearly visible. The screaming passengers and the "ghost-faced silver mosquito" screaming in the distance.

Although the brushwork is very clumsy, it makes people excited at first sight, as if being on the scene, returning to the wilderness and thunderstorm area that day.