Chapter 621: Seeing Old Ma Again

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

They were all private conversations between husband and wife, not to be told to outsiders.

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

There is also the emptiness of cause and effect. This is not something that can be solved in a day or two. Take it slowly. Anyway, Li Qi can't continue to use it. It should take a few hundred years to recover.

During this period, the battle line also tended to be flat.

The human way slowly contracted, and the witch slowly advanced, but after this bloody battle, both sides no longer had the power for a decisive battle in a short time.

However, having more people is good.

Although the overall quality of the witch is uneven, they have so many people that they can change shifts.

The human way contracted the overall battle line, and there were fewer places to guard, and they could barely change shifts. As long as they worked in two shifts, they could have time to rest.

But rather than saying this is a ‘rest’, it is better to say this is a ‘breathing’. They will not be exhausted to death, but the mental pressure is still extremely huge.

In comparison, the soldiers of Wu Dao are much more comfortable. Their shifts are extremely long. After a garrison, it may take two or three years for the next shift.

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

In short, the two sides are temporarily deadlocked.

Li Qi also knows that the human way is shrinking so much, it must be waiting for an opportunity. They must have a backhand, maybe it is... Liu Junyi himself.

Once Liu Junyi breaks through the fifth rank, according to Zhu Fengdan, he can gather half of Li Qi's battle zone into a ball and kill it alone.

There may be exaggeration, but what if it is not?

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

When the human way is exhausted and reaches the limit, it is time for the general attack.

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

And Shen Shuibi left again.

Her injuries haven't healed yet, so she needs to be nursed back to health.

First of all, her body. With a complete Yang Shen, it's not difficult to rebuild her body with it as the foundation, but it still takes some time to warm it up to its original strength and to fully match the soul.

Her inner world is also riddled with holes, but fortunately it still exists and has not broken, so she just needs to be nursed back slowly.

Anyway, she didn't lose her rank this time, which is much better than when she was escaping.

If there was the Emperor Liujiang of the demon race, it would probably take only a small bottle to fully recover, but unfortunately Li Qi didn't have that thing.

Then she can only nurse back slowly.

Shen Shuibi went to recuperate, and Li Qi continued to command the war.

This peaceful... doesn't seem to be too peaceful, anyway, the war is still going on, and more than one billion people are still killed every day.

Yes, every day.

But compared to the previous war, when the fifth-rank fell in large numbers, it was indeed peaceful.

Two or three months of this kind of day passed -

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

A realm master directly reported to him that a dragon colt practicing magic wanted to see him. He called himself "Ma Ji" and said he was Li Qi's brother, and he also produced proof.

This made Li Qi stunned for a moment.

To be honest, he hadn't heard of this name for more than 400 years, and even the memory represented by this name seemed a little vague.

At the beginning of his practice, there was still such a dragon colt, who often accompanied him and called him brother.

However, the paths were different. For the sake of the other party, he sent the dragon colt to the outside of the realm and forced him to achieve immortality.

But after sending it to the outside of the realm, Li Qi never saw Ma Ji again.

Now, more than 400 years have passed.

For Li Qi, this is probably... a middle-aged uncle in his thirties suddenly had a kindergarten friend come to his door.

This is really...

Nostalgic.

Four hundred years, after thinking about it, is it also the life limit of the dragon colt?

Without immortality, even a dragon colt can only live for a few hundred years, of course, this is already very long.

Compared with the insect monsters who live and die every day, dragon colts are already blessed with extraordinary talents.

But it is not necessarily the limit of lifespan. Maybe Ma Ji has achieved 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 proud and strutting seventh-rank, was rewarded here through the constellations.

When the seventh-rank saw Li Qi, he immediately saluted and said respectfully: "Commander, Ma Ji is here."

His eyes were full of admiration and awe.

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

The Wushen Mountain is directly connected to the world, and with a wave of his hand, billions of worlds are driven by it, and countless fifth-ranks die for it.

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 cannot support him to imagine a greater existence, even though he knows that Wushen Mountain always talks about Wushen and Dazhu.

However, what the state of Wushen and Dazhu is, he can't even imagine and understand.

Just like Cthulhu Outer God, you can describe Cthulhu Outer God, but what does Cthulhu look like, can you imagine it?

You may be able to say a bunch of words like "infinite", "spiritual pollution", "body of ancient gods", but can you really understand it? You just say it, but you can't imagine what it would be like.

So, for a seventh-grade, Li Qi's current position is the most noble position in the world that he can imagine and understand.

So, he couldn't help but respect it. Just standing in front of Li Qi, the seventh-grade immediately looked respectful.

However, at this time, he saw Ma Ji, whom he brought with him.

Ma Ji has cultivated into a human form, and looks like an old man. At this moment, he is a little absent-minded. There is no respect on his face, but a complicated expression.

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

Just an eighth-grade goblin, dare to disrespect Zhu Ren in front of him? !

But before he could vent his anger, 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, never leaving, always under the guidance of the formation, commanding the wars of thousands of worlds.

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

This made him look at Ma Ji.

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

Hearing this, the seventh-rank put away his emotions, then saluted again, and left through the constellations not far away.

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

As a monster, he also learned illusion, which can transform himself into a human form, but... he is old.

That is, what an old face.

Age spots covered the whole face, the hair was not the snow-white hair of the immortal, but the gray hair of decay, the back was not hunched, after all, he was a cultivator, but the blood was already dry, and the heartbeat was almost unfeeling.

The most important thing is the dead air on the body.

The thick death aura even formed an "old man's stink". Just getting close to him could make one feel that he was being caught by death and dragged into hell at any time.

For more than four hundred years, Lao Ma had not been promoted to the seventh rank, and he had already reached the end of his life.

His life span was exhausted, his blood and qi withered, and unless someone reversed time, or forcibly injected vitality with things like Yang Shou Dan to prolong his life, he could not be saved.

Life and death are the great ways of heaven and earth, and not just the great ways that exist naturally.

The great ways that exist naturally are extremely susceptible to modification and influence. For example, travelers from outside the domain basically modify the speed limit of the heavenly way every day, otherwise they can't go at all.

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

In addition to the natural cycle of life and death, it has also been forged by several great schools together.

Buddhism built the six paths of reincarnation, Taoism built the ten palaces of Yama, Wudao carried the reincarnation Houtu, Ghost Dao was responsible for the operation of hell, and Shinto Heaven stabilized life and death.

Other sects, except for the human way, which clearly did not care about reincarnation and stated that it did not participate in the construction of reincarnation, and died when it died, all of them were more or less involved in the matter of life and death reincarnation.

Therefore, life and death are almost impossible to defy. Life extension is possible, but as long as you have not reached the seventh grade, there is always a life limit.

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

So, Lao Ma is now...

His life is coming to an end. Unless he breaks through the seventh grade himself, there is no way to save him, and even if his life is extended, he will only die later.

Judging from his appearance, he will only have three to five months of life.

Three to five months...

For an immortal like Li Qi, it is really just a blink of an eye.

Li Qi opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But after he really opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say.

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

But today, four hundred years later, Lao Ma still hasn't broken through that hurdle.

After all, he is just an ordinary dragon horse with a bad personality and talent, but he has good luck and can meet Li Qi.

But Li Qi can only provide him with food and skills, and can't help him with anything else.

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

Just like students in school.

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

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

But no matter what the situation is, the premise must be "you learn it."

If you can't learn it, no matter how powerful your parents are, they can't do anything to you.

Of course, for the Daoist school, they can also brainwash you directly.

But what's the point?

After brainwashing, it's hard to say whether you are still yourself.

If you can't pursue the Dao, but you are given immortality, it's better to kill you.

The practitioners in the world have seen too many people who, in pursuit of immortality, are willing to cut off their Dao and force themselves to advance.

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

The length of life is not the decisive factor.

Mud will not shine brighter than gold just because it is abundant, and life will not be superior just because it is longer.

If you hear the truth in the morning, you can die in the evening.

If you can't hear the truth and follow it, what's the point of living like a thousand-year-old turtle?

Therefore, Li Qi was just sad and regretful, but he was not prepared to help Lao Ma prolong his life.

It has been like this for more than 400 years, and prolonging his life is useless.

Seeing Li Qi's hesitation, Lao Ma smiled bitterly, removed the illusion on his body, and returned to his original form.

It was still the majestic dragon horse, surrounded by green thunder.

But... thinner, shorter, hunched, and the originally handsome mane was also a little lost, mixed with gray.

He walked to Li Qi's side with his hooves, smiled bitterly and said: "Boss... I'm ashamed of you."

Li Qi didn't know what to say, but just reached out and touched the old horse's mane: "No, everyone has his own way. Will you stay here with me for the next few months? Or do you want to go somewhere?"

"I'll stay here with you." The old horse said, bent down and fell asleep.

"Well, have a good rest." Li Qi said so, got 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'm already familiar with it.

Two months passed quickly like this.

Two months later, Shen Shuibi was almost cured except for some difficult-to-treat hidden injuries and the new body that had not yet fully matched.

This was due to a large amount of natural materials and treasures. She opened the furnace to refine the elixir herself and ate a lot of it, even ate elixir poison.

However, everything was within the controllable range, at least what could be handled had been handled.

Then, she came to Li Qi as soon as possible.

But she saw that the old horse was resting here.

Seeing Shen Shuibi, Lao Ma immediately stood up and went to meet him.

More than four hundred years ago, when they were in Guangyang, Lao Ma and Tutu were eating a basket of radishes together. He certainly remembered the timid rabbit at that time.

But...

Now that Shen Shuibi's cultivation has recovered, she was also stunned when she saw Lao Ma.

But she 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 treat Lao Ma in any special way, but talked and laughed with him as always, and gave Lao Ma some pills by the way, so that he could be more energetic and not always sleepy.

Not long after that, Lao Ma died, and Li Qi buried him on a hill in this dying world.

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

The path is your own path, only you can take the step, no one can help you.