"It's true that the waves in the Yangtze River push the waves in the past, but I'm not yet at the point where I want the waves to be shot on the beach." After muttering, Baiyi felt a little angry.

"I know you don't want to convince the elderly, but young people have grown up and our era has come to an end. You have to accept it even if you don't accept it, right?"

Knowing why Baiyi was so upset about this matter, Mr. Zhao smiled faintly.

"Every era will come to an end, every era will begin, we have completed the task of our era, and it is time to abdicate next. Don't you think Ye Huang and the others are very qualified?"

"I'm just 45 years old this year when you said I'm about to be buried."

"At the age of forty-five, half of life has passed, right? It's time to enjoy it. It's not interesting to compete with young people."

As soon as Mr. Zhao said this, Baiyi fell silent.

Although he was unwilling to admit many facts, as time passed, he had to admit that his time had come to an end.

I used to be green and I had also shed blood and sweat in Lop Nur. Now more than twenty years have passed. I used to be the sun that was born early, but now I have gradually set in the west. I feel unwilling to accept it, but I have to face the reality.

"Old man, do you think I'm really old?"

"As long as your heart is not old, people will be young, but there are some things that really don't need us to interfere more. Our descendants will do better than we do."

"So, my era ends faster than you. Fortunately, the country has not regarded me as a useless person. At least I can see it on a not-so-high mountain, watching you young people reach the peak step by step."

"To be honest, it is a good thing to not accept the same old clothes. The mentality can be maintained, but the physical functions of a person will not wait for you to stay young. When you are middle-aged, you should find a wife and have children."

Mr. Zhao always regards the white clothes that have accompanied him for more than 20 years. Even if this big white clothes, who is usually a big brother, always make fun of him, he will be tolerant to the greatest extent.

In a blink of an eye, more than twenty years have passed, and the once wind-chasing boy has also climbed onto his forehead with white hair. The traces of time eroded that face with traces of time.

"Birth of children, old man, when did you become so naive?"

"The low-level fun, boy, having children is the ethics of heaven and earth. Now you feel free and happy alone. When you get older, you will understand the loneliness of a person."

"Let's talk about it, at least I'm not old yet."

Take a long breath, Baiyi sighed lightly, moved her muscles and bones.

"To be honest, these two kids are indeed good seedlings. Not to mention their super comprehension, they are also good. Old man, you are not afraid that they will surpass us and will not be able to control it at that time."

"After all, before that, there was a precedent."

The reason why Bai Yi said this was not an exaggeration. When he decided to conduct special training for Emperor Ye and Chu Tiange at the beginning, he remembered something that happened to Long Yan.

Twenty-five years ago, when Baiyi first entered Long Yan, a defection occurred in Long Yan.

The first candidate among the top three Long Yan defected from Long Yan and joined the Dark Holy See. In recent years, he has done a lot of revenge against China and Long Yan.

Baiyi knew that this was always the thorn in Zhao's heart, so he never mentioned it normally.

"Long Yan is an organization, not a sect. God and some believers betray him, let alone an organization."

"Don't worry, anyone may betrayal, and they will not do this because their roots are in China."

Seeing Baiyi ask him like this, Old Zhao replied sideways with a confident and calm smile on his face.

"One Ye family, the other Chu family, and with their experience, what reason do you think they have to give up everything in front of them?"

"Let's go, it's time to start the next special training. I wonder if Kokoxili, known as the Land of Death, can block their footsteps."

As he said that, Old Zhao walked towards Emperor Ye and Chu Tiange who were still eating voraciously in the distance.

In two days, he crossed Taklamakan. Although Mr. Zhao allowed them to activate their internal force this time, he still almost exhausted them.

After resting for an hour, eating some food to replenish some energy, the two finally felt that the sore body was theirs.

"Brother, do you think the old man will let us complete the crossing in one day? Grandma, I feel that the inner strength in my body is about to be squeezed out in the past two days."

After drinking a sip of water, he stuffed the last piece of naan into his mouth. Chu Tiange asked to Emperor Ye,

"It shouldn't be. The special training plan formulated by the old man is carried out against the edge of our tolerance. It takes a journey of one thousand kilometers across Taklamakan in a day. Even if you ignore the quicksand wind and complex meteorological conditions on the way, it is impossible to complete it. Even if you activate the true qi throughout the journey, let alone you and I can't do this."

"Indeed, giving us two days will almost cost my life. Brother, you said we are like this, and we are almost as good as the leader of the Beggars' Sect. Go back and put on a plate on the street, maybe we can get a few dollars."

Maybe it was because he had been nervous these days. Although Chu Tiange wanted to make a joke, his dry lips were tearing up and down when he was talking, making him grin every time.

When I was eating naan bread just now, both him and his elder brother almost swallowed it with a bite of naan bread and sand, and the cold water and blood on his lips.

"If you have the skills, you should have a good rest. This special training has only been halfway through, and we will suffer later."

Smiling, Emperor Ye reached out and poured some water into his hand, carefully wet his lips.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to wash his face, but from the beginning, the food and water were restricted by Mr. Zhao and Baiyi. If he washes his face, he will have no water to drink. Before the next ration, he will be thirsty.

In the desert, people can live without eating for a few days, but if they don’t drink water for a few days, they will only die. Even if they two people rest in ancient martial arts, they will not be able to do it.

Seeing that Ye Huang moistened his lips, Chu Tiange also learned to get some water, carefully moistening his dry and cracked lips. The severe pain caused the nerve endings to tear the latter's facial expression to distort.

After finishing the food, the two of them carefully collected the remaining food and water. They were careful and cautious, as if they were collecting treasures.

After they finished doing this, Mr. Zhao and Baiyi had already left.

Seeing the two of them coming, Emperor Ye and Chu Tiange immediately got up.
Chapter completed!