Emperor Lingxiao

Chapter 893 My name is Ye Tian, ​​the Emperor of the Thousand Worlds

The dusty memory was broken, allowing Wuming to be sublimated to the utmost.

A body of cultivation is even more perfect.

He is now like an ordinary citizen, his aura has been perfectly restrained in his body.

No matter who faced him, he couldn't feel his aura, and he was really no different from ordinary people.

If it weren't for the ray of divine and demonic aura he released on his own initiative.

I am afraid that even Meng Xiaotian will think that he has lost his cultivation and has become an ordinary person.

After all, this is simply unbelievable, you must know that Meng Xiaotian's cultivation is not much weaker than before Wuming left.

However, with this level of cultivation, he couldn't see the depth of the unknown.

This also means that there is no comparison between Meng Xiaotian and Wuming, and the gap between the two is too great.

That gap was like a natural moat, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cross it.

……

It is rare for the master and apprentice to meet again.

Meng Xiaotian's heart was extremely excited and uplifting.

He has too many things to say to Wuming in his heart.

However, when they sat down, Meng Xiaotian found that those questions seemed meaningless.

Because, he found that his master has completely changed now.

From demeanor to dress, they are no longer as casual as they were back then.

Nameless, wearing a Katsuyuki white dress, spotless, without any dirt.

A head of black hair was tied up very neatly and fell to his waist.

In the eyes, a little bit of starlight is flickering, revealing a mysterious brilliance.

The body skin is white and translucent, really beautiful, like exquisite jade.

This kind of physique, if a woman sees it, she will be fascinated by it, and her heart will be full of spring.

After changing his attire, his overall demeanor is extraordinary and extraordinary.

Just like the fairy gods in the fairy world, they are high above and look down on all living beings.

Seeing such a namelessness, Meng Xiaotian's admiration for him became greater and deeper.

Ever since he was a child learning kendo from Wuming, he knew that such a day would come.

Nameless's outstanding, elegant demeanor, that cannot be blocked by anything.

Even though he was dressed casually, there was supreme arrogance in his bones.

Although Wuming didn't deliberately express it, everyone would have such a feeling in their hearts when facing him.

This is the unique temperament and unique charm of Wuming.

It is impossible for anyone to avoid it and will be overwhelmed by it.

Even Meng Tianyun, who is known as a lunatic, is no exception.

……

Inside the dream small Kaaba.

The two masters and apprentices were drinking and eating here, while chatting about the changes in recent years.

They were chattering like two big magic sticks.

However, even so, no one dared to take a step here at this moment.

Because Meng Xiaotian has ordered, unless he calls, then no matter what happens, don't disturb him.

Otherwise, it will be dealt with according to military law.

"Master, where have you been all these years? Why is there no news about your whereabouts?" Meng Xiaotian asked while drinking.

Indeed, Wuming has been away for these years, and he has inquired everywhere, but he has never heard of him.

It was as if it had evaporated from the world.

He was worried, afraid that Wuming would have an accident and die in an unnatural way.

However, worrying is superfluous, the nameless good is incredible.

And its cultivation has reached the peak.

"Walking around, looking at the scenery of this piece of land." Wuming responded lightly.

But in fact, Meng Xiaotian didn't know whether he was as he said.

After all, he did not follow Wuming.

However, he didn't think too much, and nodded calmly.

"Master, your current cultivation level seems to give people the impression that it has transcended the boundaries of this piece of heaven and earth?" Meng Xiaotian asked with a feeling.

At his level of cultivation, he is very sensitive to everything, so he has this feeling.

For this question, Wuming smiled slightly.

He didn't answer in a hurry, he picked up the wine glass in his hand, drank it down in one gulp, and praised the good wine.

Only then did he respond, saying: "Xiao Tian, ​​it won't be long before you can reach the current state of being a teacher."

Wuming seemed to know something, deduced something, looked at Meng Xiaotian with a smile.

Hearing this, the person involved, Meng Xiaotian, was heartbroken.

If it was as Wuming said, he would be able to reach his realm.

Then, without a doubt, he will fear nothing, and no adversary will threaten him.

And this piece of land, he will eventually unify and become the indisputable sole ruler on the battlefield of gods and demons.

However, as soon as this idea came out, he snuffed it out in an instant.

This is a greedy heart. As an unknown disciple, he also has a clear sword heart, so he can't have this idea.

And once greed arises in his heart, his cultivation will suffer extremely serious damage.

At the least, the heart of the sword will be destroyed, and at the worst, it will degenerate into a demon, turning into a murderous madman.

When thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his lips turned white.

"Master, forgive me."

Meng Xiaotian hurriedly pleaded guilty to Wuming.

He found that Wuming had been watching him the whole time.

His face was serious, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to be disappointed in him.

But in the end he got rid of greed, so that Wuming's expression calmed down, and he smiled again.

"Xiaotian, it's very good. He can adjust his mentality in time. He is indeed my favorite disciple."

Wuming said with a smile, his tone was full of relief and satisfaction.

"Master, how long will you stay this time?" Meng Xiaotian asked.

"Leave after eating." Wuming replied indifferently.

After hearing these four words, Meng Xiaotian couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

There was a look of reluctance and a bit of bitterness on his face.

He never imagined that Wuming would be in such a hurry and leave after finishing this meal.

For a while, Meng Xiaotian couldn't accept it.

"Okay, don't be sad. When you reach the level of being a teacher, the teacher will come again, and next time, I will take you with me." There are words in the nameless words, but they don't point out, which is a bit helpless.

But he is a master, and Meng Xiaotian is just an apprentice, so it's useless to ask, because Wuming can't speak.

"Yes, master, the apprentice knows." Meng Xiaotian said bitterly.

It was impossible, but his heart was full of expectations.

Because his master has explained that when he comes next time, he will take him away.

Of course, the premise is that his cultivation needs to reach the level of Wuming.

Otherwise, Wuming would not be able to take him away, and would not even come here to meet him.

"Xiaotian, work hard, my teacher values ​​you very much, you are better than your three senior brothers." Wuming said slowly.

Three brothers?

Hearing these words, Meng Xiaotian's eyes lit up, and he was extremely excited.

Then he hurriedly asked: "Master, your memory is back?"

"Well, my name is Ye Tian, ​​the emperor of the Great Thousand Worlds."

Ye Tian, ​​that's right, Wuming is Ye Tian, ​​the emperor of the world.

He is back.

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(to be continued, the first update...)
(End of this chapter)