Chapter 564: Three days later

Chen Xinglie didn't think about this anymore, his mind echoed the last two questions raised by the ancestor of the Yun family.
Why practice?
What exactly is cultivation?
Although he was very upset at the last expression of the Yun family ancestor, he still had to admit that he had almost never thought about these two issues.
Before cultivating, I just felt that I should practice, and there was no reason.
It's as if it's an instinct.
But now it seems that he has to think about this issue.
He was suddenly at a loss. The previous path of cultivation was extremely firm, but now, he is a little confused.
"Will this grandson frame me?"
Chen Xinglie suddenly muttered to himself.
He was really afraid that the ancestors of the Yun family seemed to be polite, but in fact he was uneasy and kind.
But what he didn't know was that at the same moment, the Holy Realm.
In the huge palace, the being called the emperor was sitting on the huge throne, and below him, a middle-aged beautiful woman was kneeling on her knees, saying something respectfully.
But at this moment, the emperor's face suddenly changed, and his face flushed with excitement.
"you……"
The emperor almost burst out swear words.
It took a few breaths before the expression on his face changed to a wry smile.
"This guy really... has been like this since he was a child, and his nature has not changed."
With a wry smile, the emperor's expression returned to normal again, and the middle-aged beautiful woman below was naturally unaware of this, and continued to say something respectfully.
...
In the training room, Chen Xinglie walked back and forth, his mind was full of those two problems, and they were almost devilish.
"What is it? Why practice? What is cultivation?"
His brows were furrowed, and the expression on his face was blank.
He didn't realize it at all, his movements gradually became rigid and his eyes began to become hollow.
"Cultivation...why?"
He muttered to himself, if someone were here, he would surely find out in amazement that at this moment, Chen Xinglie's body was covered in black light, and his body was gradually dead.
At the same time, within Chen Xinglie's body, the system loli who was sleeping suddenly opened her eyes, and her eyes were rarely panicked.
"This is... the demon into the body?"
Hairs suddenly rose on her fair skin.
"How to do it? Although I have recovered a bit of memory, I can't invite the strongest to take action... However, as this kid, it is impossible for those people to die."
Thinking of this, the system loli gradually relaxed.
However, she did not stand by.
She saw her fingers swiftly across the void in front of her eyes. The next moment, a yellow streamer appeared strangely to the outside world. After wandering around the room for a while, she finally hovered over Chen Xinglie's head.
As the yellow streamer stopped moving, the streamer dispersed, revealing its original appearance.
This is a stick of incense, from the looks of it, it is just an ordinary stick of incense.
If there is a difference, it is that this incense is a bit stronger than ordinary incense.
But at this moment, incense began to spontaneously ignite strangely.
A strange fragrance soon filled the air, and the airflow was slowly sucked into Chen Xinglie's body, causing a subtle change.
At the same moment, Chen Xinglie's eyes appeared a little clear. Although he did not fully recover, he finally did not fall into chaos completely.
System Lolita was decisively aware of this and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
But she can only do this. If she wants to completely rescue Chen Xinglie, she still needs those existences to take action.
Thinking of this, little Lori couldn't help showing a look of expectation on her face.
"The Ten Thousand Years Plan must not be so ruined!"
Little Lori's eyes showed a fierce look that didn't match her image. Chen Xinglie had never seen this look.
The moment Chen Xinglie breathed in the fragrance, the leg that Chen Xinglie had just stepped suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then slowly retracted.
"what happened?"
He felt a little bit painful, and his thinking was half asleep and half awake.
Suddenly, he covered his head with his hands, he just felt that his mind was about to explode.
A piece of darkness suddenly appeared in his mind, there was no light there, there seemed to be a pair of invisible hands trying to pull his mind completely into the darkness.
But faintly, another warm palm comforted him.
He couldn't explain why this happened, but he has no time to think, or can't think.
"It hurts...it hurts..."
He muttered in his mouth, and squatted on the ground with his head in his hands. The little clarity that he had managed to recover before, almost disappeared.
But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that something in his body was shaking slowly, but he couldn't remember what it was.
Chen Xinglie started to breathe involuntarily. This is the instinct produced by the human body under extreme pain.
At this moment, he thought.
That was the bronze blood spirit sword he gave to Tai Shi Ziyi.
In other words, the outside world should already be on the brink of war, and the barbarians are about to march.
But he was in extremely bad condition at the moment, he tried to move out of the tent step by step.
He had never been so embarrassed before, but the only trace of his mind told him that he must persevere and wait for rescue.
This should be the hardest battle in his experience, but this battle has no swords and shadows, no iron and stone.
This is a battle between two selves.
Seeing as he gradually approached the door, he wanted to shout loudly, but found that he was strangling his throat and making no sound.
The darkness in the pupils gradually increased, and the remaining Qingming was being eaten away by the darkness, and it was going to be exhausted soon.
But at this moment, his eyes suddenly went dark, and his whole body fell to the ground, no longer moving.
He felt that he suddenly came into a mysterious space, where he could not see his fingers, and there was only endless darkness, no light at all.
"This is where……"
He walked forward step by step, which was completely driven by instinct.
In my mind, a voice was speaking to him.
"Come on... boy, come here."
This voice grew louder and louder, and soon occupied his entire mind.
Slowly, he became mechanically numb, and the last bit of autonomous thinking disappeared without a trace.
It's like a walking dead.
And in his mind, darkness has already occupied ninety-nine percent of it, only the remaining remnant turtles shrank in a corner, stubbornly resisting.
...
Outside, Tai Shi Ziyi looked anxious.
He found that he couldn't contact Shang Chen Xinglie, and any message he sent out seemed like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no response.
"Military owner, the exact news is that the barbarian army is ready to go. The specific day of dispatch should be three days later."
Behind him, a soldier respectfully reported.