MTL - Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation-Chapter 1964 pattern

Xianpin Yuanying is really too rare.

In the entire Shengyuan Continent, there have never been a few people in history. Even if those few people claim to be the Immortal Yuan Ying, the records about them are covered by clouds and mist, and they can't be said to be conclusive.

Many people have speculated that these immortal infants might be far-fetched for various purposes.

Some people even asserted that the immortal Yuan Ying was nothing but a sacred existence, and it was just a relatively powerful holy Yuan Ying.

"A free cultivator outside the river turned out to be a dignified immortal Yuan Ying. This is incredible. But, if not, how can he explain his strength? With the only Yuan Ying realm, he killed the Absolute Abyss Demon comparable to a saint. Long."

Hua Xiangrong listened and couldn't help but horrified.

However, Hua Xiangrong suddenly reacted and lost her voice:

"Master, are you not planning to take revenge on Junior Sister Su? And that Jiang Siqing is so rampant, fierce flames, and extremely vicious. Even if you have a kind heart and don't care about him. But the realm of comprehension has always Cruel, would he believe it? He must be on guard. When he grows up one day, he will probably kill the sect and never suffer future troubles."

After hearing this, the sage of the rice field looked over with a smile, and asked with a cold face: "So, you think that a teacher should take advantage of his weakness and strangle him in the cradle to avoid the danger of raising tigers, right?"

"The disciple really thinks so."

A ray of bitterness flickered in the depths of Hua Xiangrong's eyes, said.

"My teacher has told you many times that both love is not offensive, and when it reaches the highest state, love is like no love. This no love does not mean that it is cold and ruthless and disregards the world. It means that it is free from emotions and demons. Left and right, treat cultivation, personnel, life, and even the universe and the world in an objective and rational manner."

The sage of Qianmo has a heart and soul:

"Jiang Siqing did kill Su Xiaotang. But think about it for a second. First of all, Zishanhou was deceived by the demon clan, and with the princes, he provoked an anti-flag to bring trouble to the Eastern Empire. In troubled times, the Eastern imperial family used heavy codes. Too weak, and the power and strength of the princes are too big and too strong. If Jiang Siqing doesn’t hurt the killer, in order to follow the example. I’m afraid there will be a second, third, and fourth purple shirt in the near future. Come out!"

"I also watched the photo of your branding at the time. Xiaotang, the child, disappointed her teacher. Unexpectedly, she understood the doctrine of purpose so ancient and rigid! Jiang Siqing killed Ziyun Xiao Zishanhou's family, if you avoid it After the subsequent war, it saved hundreds of millions of people! Do you understand?"

"Disciple understand!" Hua Xiangrong could only nod her head.

"Su Xiaotang acted too much. Ziyunxiao's fate is fate, isn't Jiang Siqing's fate? To save one person, kill another person. What's the point of this? What kind of virtue is this? Raise your hand and kill! It is true that she is taking her teacher's words as a whisper, which is a shame to the teacher!"

The sage on the footpaths looked sad, mourned his misfortune, and angered him, shaking his head and sighed:

"Moreover, by killing Jiang Siqing, the Eastern Empire cannot achieve balance with the Pantheon Palace. War will start again! At that time, how many creatures will be suffocated? The war will continue, and the mountains and rivers will be broken! Su Xiaotang is not killing Jiang Siqing alone, but killing 100 million people. Thousands of people!"

"You can't be forgotten and vulgar, and act only on your own likes and dislikes. Alas, as a teacher, sometimes I really doubt whether you are suitable to be my disciples, and even say whether you are suitable for the purposes of the Luoying sect and whether it is necessary to stay in the sect. In the door!"

These words, the sage of the rice paddies, did not have a tepid tone, and did not slow down, but they were very shocking.

Faintly expelled her from the teacher's door.

It also brought great psychological pressure to Hua Xiangrong.

"The disciples know their mistakes. In the future, disciples will keep in mind the teachings of the respected master, truly do both love and not attack, act with the heart of good life, forget the vulgarity, love like no love, treat everything rationally and thoughtfully, not extreme, no Self-contained!"

Hua Xiangrong was terrified, her face pale, sweaty, unable to stand still, hurriedly bowed to the ground, knocked her head like garlic, and said with a trembling voice.

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"Oh. The purpose and doctrine of our Fallen Sect is inherently contrary to ordinary human nature. Naturally, it is difficult and difficult to practice, and there are many obstacles."

The sage of Qianmo gently shook his head, his face showed kindness, smiled slightly, and said with deep emotion: "I won't blame you this time as a teacher, you hurry up!"

"If you take the time to go down the mountain and meet the Eastern Royal Family, you talked about the Zishanhou rebellion. I am deeply sorry for the teacher."

The sage said:

"The chaos in the Hall of Demons will be settled by the teacher."

"I also apologize to fellow Jiang Siqing on behalf of my teacher, and ask him to forgive me for the crime of innocent discipline. I hope he can disregard previous suspicions and work together with us to suppress the Hall of Demons!"

"We can't just play tricks. You go to the Zongmen Library and get some training resources. You need three to five pieces of Saint Soldier level and give them to Saint Siqing!"

The sage on the footpath waved his hand slightly, indicating that Hua Xiangrong could go down.

"Yes! The disciple takes the lead!"

Hua Xiangrong bowed deeply, her graceful and **** body whirled slightly, disappearing from where she was.

The sage on the footpath has been standing quietly, speechless for a long time, like a jade carving goddess. After a long time, she sighed and muttered to herself:

"Three thousand years, with a flick of a finger, another three thousand years. Three thousand years ago, my husband and I had just met, hand in hand, wandering about the rivers and lakes, free and easy. During a demon hunting mission, I met the founding emperor Dongfang Run by chance. He was shocked. With his brilliant talent and the unpredictable abilities of the Purple Qi Donglai Gong, I also admire his ambition for the common people, turn the sky, and liberate the people. I was inspired by him to fight the world together and smooth the world. Created a unified eastern empire."

A touch of kindness and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes became vicissitudes of life and depth, as if she had returned to the past that was free, strong and fierce, with swords for thousands of miles, and the world.

"Three thousand years have passed, Dongfang Run has long since turned to heaven, and Shen Lang has also turned into a handful of loess, but only my bad old lady is still lingering, really desolate" she sighed again, with endless depression And sadness.

Mortals often admire the longevity of immortal cultivators, long-term vision, and near immortality.

But for immortal cultivators who have a very long life, is the long life really a lucky thing?

In the long time, sitting and watching the relatives grow old, the lover dies, and even the younger generations die before themselves, leaving only a lonely person, facing the blue light and yellow curls, the rain beating duckweed, how lonely and how lonely.

Time is ruthless, withered and bustling, shattered the beauty, and in the end, even the memory is washed and covered, and becomes blurred. Only oneself sits alone in the long river of time, unaccompanied, and I don’t even know where tonight, this is one Kind of luck, or unfortunate.

"Three thousand years ago, the two borders of the critical Grand Canyon were opened, the barriers were broken, and the boundless demonic energy erupted. The monsters were polluted, demonized, and violent, becoming bloodthirsty, cruel, and ruthless, messing up the world and exterminating the common people."

"At that time, the Eastern Empire had just established a nation, waiting to be rejuvenated, and its national strength was weak, but still unafraid, shouldering the responsibility of sweeping monsters and suppressing the critical Grand Canyon, it was very difficult to fight!"

"At that time, I also asked various sects for help. However, in the eyes of the high sects, we were still just a newly built empire. There were a few cultivators, three or two big cats and kittens, which were not worth mentioning. Except for the Ancient Medicine Hall and Luoyingzong, no forces sent troops to rescue."

"In that battle, the masters of the Eastern Empire suffered countless deaths and injuries, blood flowed into rivers, and bones. The mundane world was full of hunger and hunger. There was even a tragic situation of changing children and eating, like a **** on earth! "

The eyes of the sage of Qianmo became even more sad, and he sighed:

"It's just that this time is different. I am considered a giant in Luoyingzong anyway, and I have some friendship with the leaders of the major Shenzong sacred sites on the mainland, and the emperor of Jianguo. Please move them and they will give me some points. Thin noodles."

Thinking of this, she also acted immediately, the sound transmission disciple said that she wanted to travel everywhere, so she flew out.