NOVEL NEXT Chapter 208: Heavy Snow Today
During the days of waiting, Chen Xia rarely wrote in his diary again. He used to write in the Celestial Sword Sea, but those diaries disappeared along with it.
Thirteenth day of late autumn.
"Today is exceptionally cold. I don't feel it, but the flowers have frozen to death."
"Qiu Yi said this kind of flower is naturally not cold - resistant. It's normal for it to die as winter is approaching."
"I think she's right because people are the same way."
Fifteenth day.
"I played chess all afternoon today. I won't play anymore from now on."
"Damn it."
"I didn't win a single game."
Twenty - seventh day.
"I refined some elixirs for the cultivators in the Little Elixir Hall and received thirty spirit stones. It's better than nothing, anyway. I didn't put in much effort."
"Qiu Yi was beside me, suggesting that I increase the price, saying that the cost of my elixir refining was too low."
"Is it low? It's just a matter of doing it with a wave of my hand."
"Shouldn't the effort and the reward be proportional?"
First day of early winter.
"Winter has finally arrived. Thinking about it, I've been staying in Qingzhou for quite a while. My body is well - nurtured now, and it's time to start thinking about ways to leave."
"When should I go? I haven't really decided yet."
"Hmm..."
"I'll wait for a heavy snow day."
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The pattern of Qingzhou didn't change much because of Chen Xia's presence. At most, the Little Elixir Hall became one of the eight major powers.
The demon race and the human race were still evenly matched.
Chen Xia didn't really want to meddle in these matters. He thought that these ethnic disputes would repeat themselves after tens of millions of years.
For example, that Emperor Wu in Qingzhou before. He cut off the path of cultivating immortality and made the world dominated by only the human race. But later, when the spiritual energy revived, it still turned into the current situation where humans and demons coexisted.
He had lived for so many years, experienced the Celestial Sword Sea, a place full of various ethnic groups, and even became brothers with Chi Yu and the big yellow dog. So, he didn't care much about the differences between ethnic groups.
Because to put it bluntly, this wasn't really an ethnic dispute.
It was just a struggle between the strong and the weak.
The strong suppressed and exploited the weak, and this had never changed in the myriad worlds.
He couldn't change it either.
Now, Qiu Yi often came back to play chess with him. At first, Chen Xia wasn't willing because he thought it was boring.
But later, out of boredom, he played a game and found that he could now play evenly with Qiu Yi. They both won and lost some games.
Qiu Yi stared intently at the chessboard with her cool brows furrowed, as if seriously considering the next move. She asked back seriously,
"Can't it be that you've become stronger?"
"That's true," Chen Xia laughed.
The gaming experience was back.
He and Qiu Yi regained their interest in playing chess. They played two games every day, and the wins and losses were evenly split. It was a good way to kill time.
It was not until Chen Xia increased his magical power points to five hundred that changes finally occurred.
The "Art of Fate" he obtained from the Great Xuandu showed new changes. Dense lines of characters unfolded, as if new spells were about to emerge.
Last time, Chen Xia got an enhanced version of the Avatar Technique. He wondered what kind of supernatural power he would get this time.
Although the characters were spread out, they were not clear. It was really hard to figure out. He could only see a line of marked characters at the end. Chen Xia read it out.
"The Past and Future Technique."
He was slightly stunned, and then gave his sharp comment.
"Not the past - future tense. I'm not very impressed."
It was just a joke.
Chen Xia seriously studied the Past and Future Technique, trying his best to record the unclear small characters on it through his divine sense.
"The past cannot be retrieved, and the future cannot be sought. Cut the past with the present, and cut the present with the future..."
After studying most of it, he furrowed his brows slightly and made a summary.
It was probably about summoning someone, but it was the future self. It just didn't say how many years later.
If he summoned himself hundreds of thousands of years later, wouldn't he be invincible?
At the end of these unclear small characters, there was a signed name. It was really unclear. Chen Xia concentrated his divine sense to look and finally saw two characters.
"Xian Ma."
This should be the creator of this supernatural power. Chen Xia didn't think much about it and continued to study the so - called Past and Future Technique.
Chen Xia was already familiar with the Great Dao of Time. With the blessing of his magical power and comprehension ability, he was able to quickly get the hang of this kind of supernatural power involving time.
However, in a short time, he couldn't summon his future self or fight his past self.
To achieve the effects described in the small characters, he first had to search in the long river of time, with extremely profound insights into the Great Dao of Time, and combine it with the Past and Future Technique to search.
Only then was it possible to achieve the effects of the supernatural power.
So, in fact, this supernatural power was very difficult to master.
However, Chen Xia had a very solid foundation in his understanding of time, so it wasn't too difficult for him to learn.
Qiu Yi sat by the side and saw that Chen Xia fell asleep while playing chess. With a cool expression, she took a look and saw that Chen Xia didn't react.
So, she secretly removed her cannon. This way, it would be easier for Chen Xia when he played chess next time.
She's so kind. I'm touched.
Winter came very quickly in Qingzhou.
Just as early winter arrived, the first light snowfall came.
Today, Chen Xia rarely gave Qiu Yi some guidance on supernatural powers and spells, and also talked about some things about his hometown.
"I'm from a remote town. I was a constable back then, just like the guards now."
"As idle as they are?" Qiu Yi asked with a smile.
"What the constable does can't be called being idle," Chen Xia firmly refuted and began to explain the three major rules of the constable to Qiu Yi, which were as follows.
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"Collect protection fees on time, make unruly merchants shut up, and retreat unscathed when in danger."
After hearing this, Qiu Yi was a bit stunned. She asked in confusion, "This is what you call being like a guard."
"More or less," Chen Xia replied with a light smile.
Anyway, there wasn't much difference in his case.
Qiu Yi didn't dwell on it too much. Chen Xia was just so strange, different from everyone she had met in Qingzhou.
She sat on the chair, looking at the light snow outside with her cool face. She raised her pretty face, exhaled a breath of hot air, and said softly,
"What pure white snow."
Chen Xia nodded. "It would be even better if it were heavier."
Qiu Yi was wearing pure white winter clothes. Her eyelashes fluttered, catching some light snowflakes. Her dark green eyes sparkled as she asked,
"Why?"
"After a heavy snowfall, it's the New Year. They always say there's a new atmosphere in the New Year," Chen Xia replied with a light smile, but he wasn't right.
Qiu Yi didn't answer either. Her dark green eyes drooped, and the snowflakes on her eyelashes fell, disappearing without a trace. She didn't go to look for them.
Later, a heavy snow day really came.
The whole world was covered in white.
Qiu Yi, dressed in pure white winter clothes, rushed out. But the familiar figure was no longer on the chair at the door.
In the hazy snow.
A man in a green robe walked to the edge of the Lanhai Sea. His body was covered in snow, and he was about to step into the sea.
"Wait!" A loud shout.
Qiu Yi's staggering figure appeared in the snow curtain.
Chen Xia turned his head. The heavy snow behind him was even thicker, piling on his shoulders and hitting his back, as if urging him to hurry. He asked,
"What's up?"
"Will we meet again in the future?!" Qiu Yi asked in the heavy snow.
Chen Xia turned around, stretched out a single hand, and pointed at the green Lanhai Sea. He said softly,
"Ask the sea."
Upon hearing this, Qiu Yi looked over. The waves crashed, but they never reached the shore.
She came back to her senses.
The heavy snow carried by the wind blew towards her, blowing her hair apart.
In her dark green eyes, Chen Xia's figure had disappeared, as if covered by the heavy snow, or as if he had never appeared at all.
Qiu Yi's breathing became rapid. She quickly ran to the edge of the Lanhai Sea, stepped into the sea water, looked at the entire sea, and stood there stunned for a long time. Then, with her eyes lowered, she said softly, stuttering,
"Ta - take c - care."