Sang Luo listened in silence for a long time. She looked up at Taoist Yuheng and asked him,
"If you had known earlier that the existence of Mu Ming would cause that disaster, would you have brought Mu Ming back to Xuanyuan Sect?"
She understands the ways of the common people, protecting the common people, and showing compassion to the world.
If it was for the sake of the common people, and it had been calculated to this day, then would it be right to kill him completely?
Yu Heng shook his head and said,
"I have no idea."
He said, looking at Sang Luo, his voice was very soft,
"But there is one thing I did right."
Sang Luo paused for a moment while listening,
"What's up?"
Yu Heng had a faint smile on his face,
"At that time, I calculated that Chu Yan Shuhui would become a demon, destroy the heaven and earth, and put the fourteen continents of Cangwu in darkness for thousands of years. But I did not kill him, but chose to use the power of Dachun to convey my Taoist will
passed it on to him."
In the end, Chu Yanshu did not become a demon.
Together with Sang Luo, he saved the Cangwu Fourteenth Continent and protected the people in this world.
He even risked his own life to destroy the Demon God's bones and eliminate all possibilities of his resurrection.
At least he did the right thing.
The gentle breeze blew slowly, causing the moonflowers in the trees to sway slightly, exuding a light fragrance.
Heaven and earth are natural, and all people have their own way.
There is no reason to obliterate a person who works hard to live, not even the so-called destiny and prophecy.
Sang Luo looked at the little boy under the tree and said softly,
"The road to exile is about to begin. I will take Zhang Jianting and Song Qingyun to the Northern Immortal Realm to find Chu Yanshu. Master, are you really planning to stay here?"
She knew that he had the common people in his heart.
To him, every plant and tree is a living thing.
What's more, the people of the Chaos tribe have been exiled and struggling in this sea of chaos for hundreds of thousands of years.
Manifest destiny is not a reason to kill a person, nor is it a reason to suppress a group of people.
Yuheng nodded,
"Yes, I will stay here, but one day, when you become the Immortal King and the battle between the gods begins, I will go find you."
What he wants to do is that all living beings are equal and there is no more oppression in the world.
Sang Luo was silent for a long time, and finally nodded,
"Okay, I'll wait for that day."
After saying that, she walked into the courtyard.
Her sudden appearance stunned the young boy who was eating porridge not far away.
"You're back?"
He quickly put down the porridge bowl in his hand and stood up awkwardly.
The two rented the house for three months, but only lived there for one day.
In the past three months, he has not dared to rent the house to others.
But at this moment, I didn't dare to ask them to renew the lease of the spirit stone.
Thinking of what happened a few days ago, the young boy lowered his eyes, thinking that the immortals were not very reasonable.
The shadows of the wind were whirling under the moonlight tree, and the lush branches and leaves were rustling in the wind.
The young boy finally plucked up the courage to speak,
"Do you want to renew the lease?"
Sang Luo looked at the embarrassed young boy, shook his head, and asked him,
"Do you want to become an immortal?"
After hearing this question, the young boy was obviously stunned for a moment.
Cultivation?
I must be thinking about it.
He was born alone, his cultivation level was too low and his spiritual power was too weak, so he was left to his own devices.
If I become stronger, it probably won't be like this.
He looked at Sang Luo, his eyelashes trembled a few times, and said,
"I want to cultivate immortality."
Sang Luo said with a smile on his face,
"Become your master and I will guide you to become an immortal."
The moonflower leaves fell sporadically with the wind, and white petals fell on the young boy.
He looked at Sang Luo. Not far away, the girl in green clothes was as picturesque and as ethereal as a fairy.
She didn't look very old, but the aura around her was unpredictable. He knew that she was very strong.
So the young boy knelt down and kowtowed three times to Sang Luo.
"I would like to worship the Immortal Lord as my teacher and ask the Immortal Lord to teach me how to cultivate immortality."
Second update~
In fact, taking on a disciple is another kind of enlightenment~