"Senior, since you left behind this wisp of soul, I believe you also hope that someone can inherit your legacy, right?

Although I am not suitable, I can help you find a suitable candidate. "

The old man with white beard seemed to have guessed something when he heard this, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes:

"Who...who do you want to recommend?"

Mo Wen pointed at Ji Xingyue who was standing beside him:

"she."

Ji Xingyue was stunned for a moment, then looked at Mo Wen in surprise:

"Brother Mo, you...you're talking about me?"

Mo Wen nodded:

"Yes, it's you. Xingyue, you may seem impulsive, but you have a kind heart and a gentle personality, making you just right for the inheritance of Zuowang Dao."

Ji Xingyue looked at the white-bearded old man at a loss:

"Senior, I...can I really do this?"

The white-bearded old man carefully looked at Ji Xingyue, a hint of hesitation gradually emerged in his eyes, and he looked at 4.5 Mo Wen again, hesitant to speak:

"Young man, I understand your good intentions. You want my legacy to be passed down to someone else."

"But to be honest, it's not that I don't give you face."

"But considering the aptitude of this Taoist companion and the current state of my soul."

"Even if I try my best, she probably won't have enough time to absorb everything I've learned in my life, right?"

"Daoist companion?" Ji Xingyue blushed.

Mo Wen smiled and said, "That's easy. Senior, isn't what you mean by that the soul can't exist for too long, or else it might collapse midway through the mission before achieving success?"

The old man with white beard sighed, like an old farmer in his twilight years: "Ah... That's right..."

Mo Wen's lips curled up slightly with a cunning smile:

"What's so difficult about this?"

The white-bearded old man was puzzled: "Do you have a solution?"

Mo Wen: "Haha, it's far away in the horizon, but it's right in front of us now?"

As he spoke, Mo Wen pointed at the seriously injured and listless Li Taichu in the distance.

The white-bearded old man and Ji Xingyue followed Mo Wen's gaze and looked at Li Taichu again, both with confused faces!

No, what is this guy going to do?

What is the solution to this problem of possessing Li Taichu's body?

What the hell?

.....

[192] I am the reincarnation of the ancient Xingtian. Who dares to touch me? I dare to touch you! ...

The white-bearded old man and Ji Xingyue looked at each other, both confused, not understanding what Mo Wen meant.

However.

Mo Wen paused, a sly look flashing in his eyes:

"Since the senior has seen that this person has been possessed by someone else."

"Hasn't it occurred to you to use like to cure like?"

The old man with white beard: "Like cures like? What do you mean by like cures like?"

Mo Wen smiled slightly and did not answer directly.

Instead, he stretched out his right hand and gathered the mysterious energy.

Then, the right hand stretched out.

Then, an illusory giant hand of true energy appeared, with unmatched power, and directly grabbed "Li Taichu"!

"what!"

A scream.

Then 16.

It was seen from Li Taichu.

An illusory shadow was grabbed out abruptly!

The shadow's face was covered with scars and looked extremely terrifying. It was obvious that he was a ruthless person when he was alive!

And Li Taichu has lost his backbone.

Now it has become just an empty shell!

A decadent.

It was as if it had lost its support and instantly collapsed like a pool of rotten meat!

"You... who are you?"

"Why? Why did you catch me?..."

"No, could it be that you... you are not in the Qi training stage at all, but... you are in the Void Refining stage which even Duan Lei has not reached?!!!..."

"But...but how is this possible?"

"Let alone your level of cultivation, even if you were at the Spiritual Transformation Realm, you wouldn't be able to sneak in even with all your tricks. How...how did you do it!..."

The illusory remnant soul was confused at first.

But as he was talking, a look of shock appeared on his translucent face!

Hard to attach!

Hear this.

Don’t even mention Ji Xingyue who didn’t notice that there was another remnant soul in Li Taichu’s body!

Even the old man with white beard, who had seen it a long time ago, couldn't help but frown!

The ancient and vicissitudes of life aura that this remnant soul carries with it shows that it is not simple at first glance!

Now, it says that Mo Wen is in the realm of refining emptiness?

What is going on here?

He saw one person with two souls, both staring at him.

Mo Wen smiled slightly:

"The mountains are high, and travelers are free to walk on them. The waters are deep, and there are always ferrymen. Is there no way to get through it?"

The words fell.

The giant hand of true energy that he conjured up exerted force again and instantly sent the remnant soul to the mouth of the white-bearded old man.

"Senior, devour it. It is the remnant soul of an ancient being. It will definitely be a great tonic for you!"

"By then, your spirit will be nourished, and with a little practice to assist you, teaching Xingyue will be as much time as you want."

Whitebeard was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed: "Thank you so much, young friend!~..."

The old man with white beard is still very sensible.

He could feel that devouring this powerful soul would require Mo Wen's assistance!

otherwise.

By then, it’s still unclear who will devour whom!

But the same thing.

After successful swallowing.

Just as Mo Wen said, with cultivation, he might really be able to achieve immortality, and he might even be able to make further progress with cultivation!

For a fallen soul like him, this is like a rebirth!

Therefore, if you continue to call people young, young people, it would be a bit too pretentious and you would be taking advantage of your age!

"Wait! Wait a minute!..."

When the remnant soul heard this, he immediately panicked!

"My name is Xing Yi!"

"He is the reincarnation of the ancient Xingtian!"

"You can't do this to me, or you'll be involved in this karma, and I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it!"

"Ah this..."

When the old man with white beard heard this, he was so frightened that he almost disappeared!

This Xing Yi is actually the reincarnation of the ancient Xing Tian?

No wonder his whole body is different from mine, with an indescribable ancient aura?

Damn it!

If you swallow this and are contaminated by karma, won't you never be able to be reborn?

Think of this.

The old man with white beard instantly looked lost.

He sighed, waved his hand towards Mo Wen and said:

"My friend, I think we should just forget it."

"When it's convenient, do it. Forgive others when you can. We are all cultivators, so why make things difficult for each other?"

"Hahaha... Old man, you're still sensible. Boy, do you understand?"

017

"Let me go now, and I will show you great grace and not bother with you. I may even make an exception and accept you as my disciple, considering your talent. It's not impossible."

"But if you don't know what's best for you, haha, then don't blame yourself for having a miserable life..."

After hearing this, the white-bearded old man and Ji Xingyue both looked unhappy and disappointed.

I thought Mo Wen would definitely agree.

And they.

One will lose a chance of eternal life.

The other is losing the opportunity to become a disciple.

But this time.

Mo Wen laughed, and to everyone's surprise, he said:

"Accept me as your disciple? Are you worthy enough?"

"What's wrong with being contaminated by karma?"

"If you fall into my hands, even if you come here, I will pluck out two hairs from your beard before you leave!"

"Want to scare me?"

"Do you really think I'm from Xiamen University?"

Speaking of it.

Mo Wen's eyes turned cold.

Zhen Yuan's hand exerted force again.

In an instant, Xing Yi's screams once again resounded deafeningly in the formation!

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