NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1107 Don't Think About The Past
Chapter 1107 Don't Think About The Past
Slap times...
A fire was burning quietly in the fireplace, and there was a burning smell of wood in the air.
Decades ago, the new energy collection vigorously promoted by the global alliance replaced most of the traditional energy-consuming equipment.
But when the time extends to 2119, those ancient things are still not discarded by people.
For older people, they show a wise attitude due to the accumulation of experience.
But for the vast majority of old people, they have lost their pursuit of new things.
The long time allowed them to understand the essence of things.
Whether it is a collection of new energy sources or the burning of original firewood.
When the lower limit of life is greatly stretched, some things begin to become meaningful.
For Emma, she naturally does not need firewood as a heating prop.
It's just that she misses certain related times, and she enjoys the feeling of reminiscing about the past in a warm room.
At this time, her students have begun to manifest their will in the physical world.
And the Academy of Magic, which once started as a prank, has also begun to be endowed with a certain historical weight.
But for Emma, that was always uninteresting.
The body of the legendary dragon vein fully guaranteed her life.
Even if it is not very optimistic, she will be able to live at least a thousand years later.
Of course, the premise is that she did not encounter any mishaps during this period.
However, as far as the current situation is concerned, not many existences are willing to provoke a legendary Dragon Vein Warlock.
The fate of the irritating sorceress is not very pleasant...
I used to think that a hundred years would be an incomparably... an incomparably long time...
Emma picked up a cup of black tea, looked at Yi Qiu in front of her and said.
Under the boiling legendary dragon veins in her body, her appearance has not faded.
And her spirit still seems to maintain the vitality it once had.
Like a fire, it always radiates light and heat.
And when it begins to be silent in the dark, it means its end...
But as the first hundred years of life, it will always be fresh in memory, and it will bear some traces of aging.
Especially when Emma has maintained contact with human civilization for a long time.
And the feeling of participating in student funerals multiple times is not so wonderful...
It was as if time became extremely fast all of a sudden, and it took away those stunned and green faces.
Maybe……
But time is meaningless to me...
Yi Qiu looked at Emma, his eyes were as deep and calm as Emma remembered.
It seems that a hundred years have not left any traces on Yi Qiu's body.
His consciousness, his body, seem to have jumped out of the chain of time...
Maybe this is the only way to maintain the previous posture in the endless time?
The emotions in Emma's heart were a bit complicated, and the chaotic thoughts were difficult to calm down for a while.
At this moment, what filled Emma's heart was a more intense sadness.
She will not lose her passionate pursuit of life because of the passage of time or the passing of students.
Lev's death was the saddest thing in the past ten years.
The era she grew up with and was familiar with seems to be disappearing bit by bit.
Those familiar faces, those kind faces, all turned into gray and white photos...
Perhaps in another hundred years, the traces of that era in the material world will only be left with words and images.
The era that carried them all turned into two mottled strokes on the textbooks.
That kind of indescribable loneliness, that kind of loneliness like self-exile, lingers on the road to eternity...
The length of time spanning will eventually bring some indelible sadness...
Just like she sang for Lev in the wind, just like the scene when she watched them leave a hundred years ago.
And the warm black tea on the table is filled with mist, which seems to have lingered for a hundred years...
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Kunlun Mountains in the material world
One hundred years...
Sun Daoren stood on the dangerous peak, and the mountain wind whistled and blew his Taoist robe.
On the black Taoist robe, a certain kind of cold light is overflowing.
He is not keen on black color, but for some reason he put on this Taoist robe.
And after that, I never took it off again...
The tide of magic, the changing times, how many talents are there at a time.
He has seen the sword light of the legendary sword master-Yin Zhong, and talked with the legendary master of fighting-Yuan Yinyin.
I have seen darkness coming like a falling curtain, and I have personally held a banner to wipe out thousands of blood and souls...
A hundred years is too complicated and a long and exhausting journey for him...
Not every path is filled with peace and glory.
On the rugged mountain road on the towering peak, several hardships and setbacks are unavoidable.
His technique has reached the level of being almost invincible under the legend.
But he is unwilling to enter the Tao with art, just like he once resolutely chose his own path before the temptation.
In the past ten years, his students and disciples have been promoted to legends.
It's not much, but it's a good thing.
Looking at the billions of intelligent beings in the material world, how many of them can reach that supreme state.
But he still did not choose to break through, he has his own path and persistence...
That is not arrogance and unruly, but the original intention of a Taoist...
He flipped through the Daozang in the temple, it was the essence of dozens of Daoism worlds.
But this seems to be of no avail after all, he still hasn't felt the edge of the mystery.
Then let's turn another hundred years...
Sun Daoren looked at the solemn mountains in front of him, and he thought silently.
He is not so keen on the name taboo of legend.
What he longs for, what he pursues, is the little desire he set up in the Taoist temple when he was young...
His spells have been able to fulfill most of the world's fantasies about immortals and gods, but is that what he is after?
Sun Daoren is silent...
With the passage of time, as the number of times he read Daozang piled up, his heart became more and more clear.
Just like that young Taoist boy, how should the concept of Tao be interpreted, he also wants to know...
If you go the wrong way, turn around and try again.
It is inevitable to have regrets and losses on the tortuous road, but we should start to move towards a new journey with enthusiasm...
What is Tao?
Sun Daoren looked at the vast sky above his head and muttered in a low voice.
Maybe it should have a tone of doubt, maybe it should be full of anxiety and confusion.
But at this moment, in Sun Daoren's mouth, it became calm and indifferent.
After all, he wants to give a clear and clear answer for him and those who have been chasing this for a hundred years...
The mountain wind lingering between the peaks seems to have become more rapid. After a hundred years of turbulence and undercurrents, there will be a vast starry sky...
Yesterday's blind date ended without a problem due to some reasons...
Suddenly want to chat with everyone, in fact, a relative introduced a girl before.
The two chatted for a month, feeling quite tired, so they stopped chatting...
I work until I get off work at 6 o'clock every day, and then I am busy with personal chores until almost 7 o'clock.
Then, if you code words, you have to wait until around 10 o'clock.
If you chat with people during this period, you can basically finish coding until 11:00 or 12:00.
And as a dead house with only novels and games as his hobbies, it is really troublesome not to chat awkwardly without the same hobbies.
How should I put it, after persisting for a month, I feel really tired...
Because the code word is not a day or two days, it is a daily thing...
Sometimes, I really feel that my life is quite boring.
But I never thought of giving up. After all, writing this book is the only thing that can make my drowsy life a little brighter.
It used to be the same for games, but now it’s too low and the game can’t be played...
I hope I can keep writing like this, and thank you for your continued support.
Then today because of some things, there is only one update, sorry...
——From a bald man who failed to quit smoking