Yun Lan is a monk whose cultivation is at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage. When the weapon is flying, it is naturally several times faster than Xuan Mu.
Xuanmu chased after him, but he couldn't catch up with Yun Lan.
He still wanted to explain something. He felt that he needed to explain something. But the master did not give him this chance.
As soon as Yun Lan returned to the main hall of Yun Lan Temple, she sat down cross-legged. She kept rubbing her forehead. It was obvious that she had a headache. Of course, maybe it was not just a headache, but also thousands of feelings in her heart. In the end, it became something other than...
The taste of taste.
She sat cross-legged, trying hard to hold her breath and the indescribable disappointment in her mind.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then introduced the air again, and finally refined it. This went on for a week. She seemed to have really forgotten her two disciples and everything in this mortal world.
When disappointment and despair piled up on Xuanmu, she suddenly looked away.
She suddenly remembered that if she had never had hope for these two disciples, how could she have been disappointed when Xuanmu was expelled from Kunlun that day? How could she be in despair today?
She finally understood some truth. Could it be that she saw through the world of mortals and had nothing to do with her heart?
This question ran through her mind, and she realized it clearly.
The greatness of the world lies in these two boys with extraordinary talents and excellent talents.
When she thought of this sentence, she remembered the scene when she happily brought the two boys back to Yunlan Temple eight years ago.
Every gain must have a loss, life must have a death. My great gains were born because of these two boys, but I also lost and passed away because of these two boys.
People are like well water and river water. I, Yunlan, am the river water, flowing endlessly towards the vastness of the ocean.
But they seem to have forgotten that the river water was originally well water.
These two boys are like the well water that flows by the river. If the well water does not interfere with the river water, the river water may always be just river water, and the well water will always be just well water.
Because the river water meets the well water, the well water yearns for the vastness of the river water and runs with the river water.
The water in the river grows stronger because of the water in the well, and the water in the well runs faster because of the water in the river. It seems that this is the way of heaven, Patriarch Li Er, is this the way?
Just when Yun Lan asked this question in her mind, she slowly opened her eyes, and a ray of golden light came out in her eyes. She felt that her thoughts had gradually left her body. She seemed to have realized something.
The Nascent Soul was transformed into the Nascent Soul. A phantom similar to her floated out. If this is the Nascent Soul, then the thing she transformed into is the Nascent Soul.
She actually didn't know where she was going. She just slowly flew up into the sky.
Do you still want that body and skin? Yun Lan asked herself.
Forget it, I still don’t want it. Even if I want it, what’s the use? I was born with a skin, and being able to get rid of this skin today is a great joy in life.
She kept flying towards the sky, passing through one layer, another, and another.
Finally, she stopped in a small town in Leiyuan Kingdom in the Fairyland Continent. She seemed to have found her destination. She flew towards a huge mansion with the four characters "Lan's Mansion" written on it.
On this day, a fairy baby was born to the "Lan Family", a large immortal cultivating family in Fenglei Town of Leiyuan Kingdom.
"Master..." Xuanmu rushed to Yunlan Temple, and when he saw Yunlan, Yunlan had no life left.
"Master, have you passed away?" Xuanmu cried. This was the second time today that he cried uncontrollably. He knelt in front of Yun Lan's dead body and kowtowed deeply to Yun Lan three times.
Yun Lan didn't see this scene. She ascended very quickly, extremely fast.
By the time Xuan Mu came, she had already reached the second level of Tianque.
After kowtowing heavily to Xuanmu three times, Xuanmu walked to Yun Lan's body and probed under the nostrils of Yun Lan's corpse with his right hand. After confirming that it was indeed lifeless, he cried.
Even bigger. Almost crying.
"Even you have to leave me. My grandfather is dead, and my father is said to be dead too. I was a lonely child. Since I worshiped Yunlan Temple, I have regarded Yunlan Temple as my home. I have always regarded you as my biological parents.
.But now, your last relative has passed away. In this vast land, what’s the point of me, Xuanmu, staying here?” Xuanmu’s voice was choked with sobs, just like a child crying.
He suddenly wanted to kill himself with a sword. Maybe if he died like this, he would be more liberated.
However, he told himself that he could not die. He still had unresolved obsessions, so how could he enter reincarnation?
If he cannot enter reincarnation and eventually turns into a resentful ghost and remains in this world, who can he protect?
Since he cannot enter reincarnation, he has to ascend to heaven. Only by ascending to the nine heavens and becoming a true immortal can he resurrect the Xuan Yan hidden in the storage ring.
The only way that all his efforts were in vain was that he killed Xuan Yan with his own hands. If he could not resurrect the person he loved most with his own hands, he would be worse off than dead.
He regarded this feeling of being worse than death as a way to atone for Xuan Yan's sins in this life.
Xuanmu had been sitting on the ground in a daze, looking at Yun Lan with dull eyes. At this time, Feng Nu walked in from the door. Seeing Xuanmu sitting on the ground with his eyes blank, he asked in panic: "What's wrong with you?"
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Feng Nu naturally knew how powerful the evil god Xuanmu was. She followed the Kunlun disciples back from Chang'an. So when she saw Xuanmu like this, she was shocked.
"Master has passed away." Xuan Mu murmured godlessly. Although his tone was very soft, Feng Nu could hear it clearly in this quiet place.
"What? Master actually passed away...?" Feng Nu looked in disbelief and rushed towards the main hall.
After confirming that Yun Lan had indeed passed away, Feng Nu howled and cried: "Master, why did you go?"
Feng Nu shook Yun Lan's body vigorously, but there was no reaction. The body that had already stiffened could not come back to life no matter how much she shook it. She became anxious and yelled: "Xuan Mu,
It's you who made Master so angry. It's you..., you big devil, I'm going to kill you."
Feng Nu had lost his normal mind. He raised his right hand in the air and hit Xuanmu's back with an earth-yellow arrow. Xuanmu sat sluggishly, unmoved at all.
The khaki arrow light sank into his body. His throat felt sweet, and blood flowed into his mouth. He almost spit it out, but he swallowed it alive.
"Yes, it was me who made the master so angry. It was me... I was an evildoer, a devil, and a traitor. I killed the emperor because I was disloyal. I killed my fellow disciples because I was unjust. I made the master so angry that he died.
, I am unfilial. I killed my favorite woman, I am ruthless. I am a ruthless, unfaithful and unfilial devil. Hundreds of resentful souls died under my sword. These are all my sins.
......." Xuanmu murmured, walking down the mountain with a look of despair.
Suddenly, Xuanmu looked back at Xuefeng, then at Yun Languan, with a look of determination in his eyes, and said: "I haven't buried my master yet, so I can't leave."
==========Dividing Line==========This volume will be completed today, and the three completed chapters took three days to write.
You have put so much effort into it, but don’t let me down. Give me some flowers.
(The Tao that I cultivate, Lin Mu, is not the cycle of life and death or the cycle of cause and effect. What I cultivate is the Tao of Heaven, which only has two words "eternal".)