After the spiritual energy was restored: Goddess girlfriends came knocking.

Lin Chu spent the entire night in the study digesting the information.

The Enlightenment Seed merged into the sea of ​​consciousness the moment it was touched by the finger. There was no feeling at the moment, like a sleeping seed lying quietly in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The Chaos Immortal Artifact Embryo floated in the dantian, like a tiny heart.

It hasn't hatched yet, but it already has life.

Lin Chu could feel it rising and falling gently with his heartbeat, breathing in and out, as if it were sharing the same rhythm with him.

When a wisp of divine consciousness was probed into the embryo, it trembled slightly, as if in response.

The system didn't specify how long the incubation process would take, and he wasn't in a hurry.

What interested Lin Chu the most was the Preaching Stele.

Inside this stone tablet was a separate space, with chaotic turmoil all around and an endless black tablet standing in the center.

Lin Chu tried putting the sword manual of the Two Elements Dividing Light Sword Technique into it, and dense golden characters immediately appeared on the surface of the monument.

The handwriting began to wander, rearrange and recombine, and the speed increased.

The sword techniques, which had already been refined to their limits, were re-enacted on the monument, each move more concise and sharper than the last, with the sword intent advancing layer by layer.

He thought he had already mastered the sword technique, but he never expected that the Preaching Stele could reveal so much room for improvement.

The transitions between sword moves became increasingly fluid, and when Lin Chu saw the final move where he sheathed his sword, he was somewhat stunned.

But I didn't start cultivating right away; now is not the time.

Soon, dawn broke.

Lin Chu stood up, stretched, walked to the window, and opened it.

The morning light streamed into the study and fell upon him.

Despite being mentally prepared, Lin Chu's heart still trembled when she heard the number: one thousand and twenty years.

"good!"

Then he picked Ruoshui up and sat her up, and the two hugged silently for a while.

Then Lin Chu began asking about what would happen after her death.

Ruoshui leaned against him and recounted everything.

"My father passed away when his lifespan was over. My mother is still alive, and now she spends her days tending to flowers and playing with birds, living a very peaceful life."

"Senior Ao was the first to ascend. About 350 years after your death, she went to the Spirit Realm. She said that since she couldn't wait for news from Blue Star in the Xuan Tian Realm, she might as well go to a higher plane to look for clues."

Lin Chu's expression was complicated. In the last ten years, he had actually sensed Ao Tianxin's feelings for him.

Ruoshui continued speaking.

"Jian Li also ascended to immortality later, and everyone said that she surpassed her master."

"Yu Qian also ascended to heaven around the 800th century."

Lin Chu leaned back on the sofa and nodded with satisfaction.

Then there are those who passed away without making any breakthroughs.

Liu Qingyi passed away peacefully. He had suffered a serious injury in his early years, which damaged his foundation. It was a miracle that he could live to such an old age.

When Wen Chaosheng's lifespan was exhausted, he leaned against the monument to the fallen heroes and closed his eyes. He was buried in Chang'an Cemetery.

Lin Chu remained silent for a while, feeling somewhat sad, as he had been with them just two days ago.

I calmed myself down.

"My uncle and aunt are still alive, and they are now in the late stage of the Void Refinement realm." Ruoshui smiled as she said this. "Cangwu, Pei Xiao, Tu Shan Jing and the others are also here. We get together from time to time, but most of the time we are in seclusion."

Lin Chu smiled.

"That's good."

Ruoshui didn't mention Cangyao and the others' situation, and Lin Chu wisely refrained from asking, since she had just said that today belonged to her.

The two chatted on the sofa for most of the day. Ruoshui gently pulled Lin Chu's head and let him rest his head on her legs, which were covered in black stockings.

Her fingertips traced his features again and again, gliding from his brow bone across his nose and then slowly moving down to his chin, as if caressing a lost treasure that had been found again.

In her memory, Jiang Yan had always had white hair during the last ten years of her life, and seeing him with black hair again now, she couldn't help but feel a little fond of him.

As she touched him, Ruoshui's fingers suddenly stopped.

Some bold ideas began to flash through my mind, and my eyes gradually brightened.

Lin Chu was still processing what Ruoshui had just said, completely unaware that a dangerous glint was flashing in the fox eyes above her head.