3456: C3456 Society Relations

C3456 Society Relations

In other words, Lee Yun had gone through five or six world changes in just a few days.

First, the main world, which was the Heavenly Snow Palace where Lee Yun and the girls were traveling.

Second, the Hidden Holy Valley, this place that was surrounded by the World Concealment Barrier, had existed for at least five thousand years, or even longer.

Third, the small chaotic world. It was created by a powerful god or immortal tens of millions of years ago. Its original function was unknown, but now it seemed to have become the place where the spiritual energy was born. All the spiritual energy on Earth came from this place.

Fourth, return to the main world, and come to the South Pole.

Fifth, enter the Peach Blossom Village from the South Pole.

Five times, the scene changed. If it was someone else, they would probably feel dizzy. In fact, Lee Yun also felt dizzy.

The main reason was that during the five changes in the world, other than the first time Lee Yun and the girls were playing happily in the Palace of Snow and sleeping together under the big blanket at night, there were countless secrets hidden in the other places. If one wanted to explore one, they would have to kill countless brain cells.

Therefore, Lee Yun decided not to think about it. Since it was here, he might as well let it go.

"Actually, I've only been here for more than ten years. "

"What?"

Grandma Zhao's words surprised Lee Yun. "But Xiao Mei said that you have been here for decades. "

"No, no. "

Grandma Zhao shook her head in denial. "I can't stand it for decades. There is no one here to talk to my wife. If it wasn't for someone telling me that they would meet Sister Ling Long later, I would have been impatient. "

Her tone was very calm, and she had long since let go of life and death.

Lee Yun roughly understood what she was thinking. She didn't belong to this era, nor did she belong to this world.

Grandma Zhao belonged to the Ming Dynasty 300 years ago. Her parents had passed away long ago, and her husband was buried underground, turning into bones. Even her son, daughter, and grandson had died 200 years ago.

She no longer had any worries in this world. She had lived enough in this life and had experienced everything. Other than Fan Linglong, there was nothing else to worry about.

Therefore, resurrection was not a reward to her, but a punishment.

Every day she lived in this world, she only wanted to see the still alive Fan Linglong again.

"Grandma Zhao is different from Fan Linglong and Princess Yong Ning. "

An epiphany flashed through Lee Yun's mind.

Grandma Zhao was just an ordinary person. Her world was also the world of ordinary people. Her relatives and friends, all of her social relationships were limited to the scope of ordinary people.

After a hundred years, there would no longer be any position in the world that belonged to her, Grandma Zhao, unless she could jump out of the original constraints and become friends with cultivators. She would also live for a few hundred years.

This way, she would be able to transfer her social relationship to the immortal cultivator. As a human, her social nature would be satisfied, and she would not feel lonely.

However, Fan Linglong was different. Although she did not like to go out, at least she was in the Hidden Holy Valley. With a few friends, some of her juniors could give her a sense of "social" satisfaction.

After that, Fan Linglong took in another disciple, or rather, she gave birth to Fann Qingsheng from the heavens. Once again, she felt a sense of attachment to this world.

After all, Fann Qingsheng could live for a few hundred years in the future. Fan Linglong could entrust her feelings to her.

As for Princess Yong Ning?

She was different from the previous two. Her social relationship had come to an abrupt end. After separating from her parents, she had not married nor had any descendants.

Because of this, after Princess Yong Ning met Lee Yun, she quickly merged into his family, also incomparably attached to him.2

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