Ji Qingfeng saluted the person in front of him, kowtowed, with a respectful expression,

"Thank you Daoist for preaching."

The phantom of Daoist Yuheng smiled at him,
"I want to thank you for being willing to pass on this Taoism."

In this world, there are not many people who can understand the way of life.

Su Changli couldn't stay in the Tai Chi Hall any longer, so he appeared in the martial arts arena.

At the same time, Huang Tian and Yu Ming also appeared here.

Murong Chuxue was the first to arrive here, she was stunned for a moment when she saw that magnificent young man on the martial arts stage.

A thin layer of mist appeared in the eyes of the always cold and beautiful Sword Master, and her red lips trembled and said,

"Master."

It turned out that he was always there.

He has always been with her in the Hall of Xihe!
But why, don't see her?
Daoist Yuheng turned to look at Murong Chuxue, and smiled at her.

Murong Chuxue walked in front of him, raised her hand to touch Daoist Yuheng's face, and murmured,
"Master, I miss you so much."

Her move stunned everyone.

Sang Luo took a breath, and instantly overlapped the face of her master's ancestor with that of her elder brother. The front face was not the same, but the profile was really similar!
And the back!

Wanwan Leiqing, she guessed it right!
Not far away, Huang Tian's face changed from red to green to black, and he was about to speak out to stop Murong Chuxue,
"You are". Great rebellion!
Before the words could be uttered, Yu Ming covered her mouth and took them aside,

"Shut up you!"

How dare you speak in this situation?

Don't die? !
If this is an ordinary little disciple who has wishful thinking about his master, you will criticize it.

That's Murong Chuxue!

Some time ago, Murong Chuxue beat you to the point that your father didn't even know him!
You have this ability, you better shut up and pretend you didn't see it!
Su Changli was also taken aback when he saw it, he had always been slow in this aspect, and he only loved practicing swords when he was young, and his junior sister has always been very attached to his master, so he never thought about it too much.

It was only today that he realized what his junior sister was thinking.

Shang Shixu was attracted by the movement here, and also came to Lingyun Peak from the back mountain.

Then, he saw Daoist Yuheng who was very similar to him.

Seeing his cherished master, he looked at the remnant soul with a painful expression.

Sang Luo looked at Shang Shixu's back, and suddenly felt that his senior brother was broken.

She poked Chu Yanshu and asked,
"Is it possible for my ancestor to be resurrected?"

After all, he has the fruit of life and death, and can feel the state of the remnant soul.

If the master can live, then what is so scary in this cultivation world?

Go directly to the Demon Temple and wipe out all the demons!
Chu Yanshu shook his head,
"It's not a remnant soul, it's just a touch of consciousness."

Daoist Yuheng has long been annihilated.

Because he is a cultivator, he will not even have reincarnation.

Completely, it disappeared into the world.

Sang Luo was a little disappointed when he heard that, but the consciousness on the martial arts stage began to dissipate.

Daoist Yuheng raised his hand and touched Murong Chuxue's head, with fondness in his eyes, he said softly,

"Chuxue, let it go."

Murong Chuxue chuckled, looked at Daoist Yuheng with persistent eyes, and said in a trembling voice,

"How to let go? How can I let go? Master, please teach me."

If he hadn't brought her out of the dead, she would have died long ago.

If he hadn't blocked that catastrophe for her back then, he wouldn't have died.

He should go his way to immortality, it shouldn't end like this.

The third update~

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