You're so beautiful, and you still want to cancel the engagement?

"What are you laughing at?" Ye Fei heard Lao Ji laughing so loudly, and suddenly asked: "Lao Ji, I'm just joking, is it necessary for you to laugh so exaggeratedly?"

"Master, please stop being so modest!" Lao Ji finally stopped laughing and said slowly, "Master, I know you are very strong now, and you are indeed a little scary!

However, let's be frank. When a person's abilities become strong enough, they must use their power with caution. Otherwise, if they are not careful, they could bring catastrophic disaster to innocent lives.

"Yes, I know that!" Ye Fei nodded seriously. "Not to mention other innocent lives, it could bring disaster to myself. Back then, I was almost killed twice by the sword technique I used. Since then, I never dared to use that kind of sword technique lightly again."

"Well, from now on, Master, you don't have to worry. Right now, no one in this world can kill you!" Old Ji said proudly, "From now on, it will be difficult for you to die. Hahahaha..."

Humph, the extraordinary holy body created by the power of heaven and earth to reshape the body will live as long as heaven and earth. It is not so easy to die.

When Lao Ji said this, he couldn't help but look up at the vast starry sky above the deep sea...

Alas, I don’t know which powerful person can lend a helping hand to the master and help him achieve the legendary realm of transcendence and sainthood.

Although he has not yet fully achieved true transcendence and sainthood, since he has already achieved a transcendental holy body, is he still far from true transcendence and sainthood?

……

at the same time.

In the distant heaven.

The top of a high mountain shrouded in clouds and mist.

A skinny old man sat cross-legged on a huge rock at the top of the mountain.

He lowered his head to look at the endless sea of ​​clouds below, clutching his chest and coughing painfully: "Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."

Although he looked very thin and even unrecognizable, if Xiao Yanran, Li Ruoling, Ye Fei and others saw him at this moment, they would be able to recognize at a glance that he was none other than the Taoist Xuantong.

"Liudao, my mission has been completed. Now, this body will be handed over to you!" Xuantong said slowly.

"Ah..." Xuan Tong had just finished speaking when he suddenly sighed. Then, a different voice came from Xuan Tong again: "Are you really so confident that you can let that silly boy carry your long-cherished wish and help you continue on your journey?"

"Hmph..." Xuan Tong sneered as soon as he finished speaking, then returned to his previous tone and said with a wry smile:

“Haha… Actually, it was only when I saw how easily he could achieve the Transcendent Saint Body that I truly understood. It turns out that I’m not his clone. I’m just a thought he left in the mortal world tens of thousands of years ago.

My mission is to find an opportunity to pass on the eight runes he left me to him, just as I left the eight runes to Xiao Ji and used him to pass them on to him.

Now that he has accomplished his mission, I shall disappear.

It's not that I want to disband, but the mission he left me is such that I can't stay here."

After Xuan Tong finished speaking, wisps of black air suddenly began to gradually release from his body.

"Ah?" Xuan Tong exclaimed, his eyes widening instantly. "Hey, old Xuan Yang, are you really leaving like this? Are you just going to leave me alone in the heavenly realm and not care about me?"

"Hmph, do you think I want to leave?" Xuan Tong snorted coldly, and then looked down at the sea of ​​clouds below: "It was this old fellow who cursed me. After I help him cultivate a supernatural holy body, I will disappear!"

"Ah?" Xuan Tong opened his mouth wide.

It is obvious that there are two souls living in his body at this moment, and they are controlling Xuantong's body one after another to communicate.

"Liudao, you and I are acquaintances. Can you help me with something?" Xuantong's tone seemed extremely weak at this moment.

However, just as he finished speaking, another voice spoke up with full energy, "Well, tell me! Although you sealed me away for so many years, after spending a hundred years together, my resentment has almost dissipated."

"It wasn't me who sealed you back then. I just said that I was just a thought he left in the mortal world. My mission is to appear at the right time and help him reshape his true body and cultivate a transcendent holy body in one fell swoop." Xuan Tong's tone became extremely weak again.

"Liu Dao, please stop interrupting me. My soul is dissipating too quickly. If I don't speak now, it will be too late."

"Okay, okay, tell me, tell me now!" Liu Dao hurriedly urged, "What exactly do you want me to do for you?"

"When he ascends into the divine realm and returns to the supreme peak of the divine realm, can you help me find an opportunity to tell him that I once existed?" Xuan Tong seemed to have almost no strength to speak. When he said the last sentence, the voice was almost audible only to himself.

However, since the soul of the Six Paths Sword Demon was in Xuantong's body, it did not affect his understanding.

Xuan Tong gave a bitter smile and uttered Liu Dao's bitter voice: "What's the point of this?"

"Yes!" Xuan Tong nodded, and the voice of "Lao Fei" came out of his mouth: "I am fortunate to be able to become a thought of such a powerful person like him, helping him to cultivate an extraordinary holy body. I will die without regrets..."

Swish!

After Xuan Tong said this, his body suddenly tilted and fell to the ground.

At the same time, a thick black mist emanated from his body.

Then, the black fog gradually condensed into the black shadow of an old man beside him.

At this moment, Xuan Tong, who had just fallen to the ground, suddenly sat up again.

He turned his head to look at the dark shadow beside him, his eyes already a little moist.

There was an obvious sense of reluctance in those eyes.

Perhaps it was because, for the past hundred years, the two of them had been arguing and bickering with each other every day through Xuantong's mouth...

He knew that if he left, there would be no one to argue with him anymore.

He would become a lonely man.

However, the old man formed from the black mist clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to Xuan Tong, who was sitting on the ground. He smiled faintly and said, "Brother Liudao, farewell!"

As soon as the word "goodbye" was spoken, the black shadow instantly dissipated in the wind.

Xuan Tong sat on the ground, watching the soul power completely dissipate, and tears welled up in his eyes involuntarily: "Goodbye!"