My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

After hearing the message from the messenger, Zhong Qing was silent for a long time for the first time.

The messenger said goodbye and turned to leave.

Zhong Qing was left alone on the beach.

He looked up at the starry sky, looking in the direction where the stars were shining that night.

He originally thought it was a supernova explosion thousands or even tens of thousands of years ago.

It turns out that these things happened at the same time.

"So, I can be considered as witnessing your final end?"

Zhong Qing's mind wandered into the sky.

For a moment, he recalled the message he received from the Holy Master Yuanling in the strange void.

Even he could not have imagined that the light and shadow in the message would be the last one.

The starry sky is not big, but old friends are everywhere.

But the starry sky is so vast, so vast that once we say goodbye, it may be a farewell forever.

Zhong Qing recalled the last words that Saint Master Yuan Ling had said in the message.

"Can I call you...fellow Daoist?"

Zhong Qing smiled faintly.

"You already are."

A few days later, Immortal Master Fengyun came as expected.

"Master!"

After several years, when he saw Zhong Qing again, Master Fengyun was very excited and bowed down to him.

"Get up."

Zhong Qing smiled slightly and raised his hand. An invisible force lifted up the Immortal Master Fengyun in the void.

A hint of doubt flashed in Master Fengyun's eyes.

Now that he has reached the second level of sublimation, his perception is naturally more sensitive.

But why did he feel that the aura of his master was like that of a Great Immortal, about to break through and ascend?

He could understand that the master liked to play around in the human world and pretended to be a Dayan cultivator.

But is it necessary to deliberately pretend to be about to break through?

But this doubt only flashed through my mind.

A look of guilt immediately appeared on Master Fengyun's face.

"My disciples are incompetent. We suffered heavy losses in the battle of Bihui Immortal District and were unable to provide much help."

"Master, you are the first person in the starry sky to kill a spirit god. I am such an incompetent disciple of yours. I am ashamed of you."

Zhong Qing smiled faintly and patted his shoulder.

"No, you did great."

"I have so many registered disciples."

"So far, you are the most promising one."

For Master Fengyun, gaining Zhong Qing's recognition was even more gratifying than defeating the Spirit God.

But when he thought of a certain figure, Master Fengyun felt a pain in his heart again.

"Master, Saint Yuanling has one last word, and I'd like to ask this disciple to convey it..."

After listening to Master Fengyun’s description.

Zhong Qing was silent for a moment and looked up at the starry sky.

"Mu Jingxiao?"

"Okay, Xiao Yuan, I will remember Xiao Yuan."

A smile played at the corner of his mouth.

"It's a pity that I didn't hear you in person... Where is my fellow Daoist?"

Zhong Qing lowered his head, let out a light breath, and patted Master Fengyun on the shoulder.

"You came just in time."

"Come with me, Master."

Immortal Master Fengyun was slightly stunned.

"Where is Master going?"

Zhong Qing walked forward with his hands behind his back.

"I feel a bit pent up in my heart."

"I need to go out."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Qing leaped up and turned into a stream of light, flying into the sky.

Just the power of the spirit god.

To Zhong Qing, it was nothing.

Just like when he first arrived in Jiuchen Fairyland, he went straight to find Xingai just for a word from Gongsun Xinglu.

As long as Zhong Qing takes action, it will be easy to help Fuxianhui obtain Zhu Yu's spiritual power.

Zhong Qing didn't ask why they didn't come to see him.

A month ago, Zhong Qing was at the border of Jiuchen Fairyland.

It will take at most ten days to get to them.

If Saint Master Yuan Ling wanted to, he could have just let the messenger tell him last time and he would have been happy to go.

By then, no one in the Fuxian Society will have to die.

The Original Spirit Saint Master... No, Mu Jingxiao couldn't possibly not have thought of this.

But he still chose not to do so.

Zhong Qing understood why he made this choice.

He wanted to accomplish this not by relying on Zhong Qing, but by using the power of the Fuxian Society itself.

This is not meaningless.

Its significance lies in proving it to Zhong Qing and the entire starry sky.

They can do it.

Even if the price is losing one's life.

This seems boring and stupid.