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Chapter 2121: Give guidance to the younger generation and set off to leave

"Boss, long time no see," Xiao Guizi replied excitedly.

"I thought I would never see you again in this lifetime."

"Originally, I didn't plan to come back, but it was a mistake," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

If Zhenwu Shengzong hadn't suffered this catastrophe, I'm afraid he wouldn't have come back.

And it was fortunate that he had obtained the training method of the power of faith, otherwise even if the Zhenwu Holy Sect encountered a catastrophe, he would not be able to feel it.

All of this was a mistake, but the result can be regarded as a complete success.

Under the leadership of Xiao Guizi, Xu Zimo and others came to the back mountain of Zhenwu Shengzong.

This is a forbidden area, where Xiao Guizi practices. Outsiders are not allowed to enter unless summoned or for some important event.

To put it bluntly, this forbidden area is just a bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest is vast and green, and the bamboo poles stand erect, making a "rustling" swaying sound in the wind.

But if you take a closer look, you will find that both the bamboo forest and the world are surrounded by the air of death.

This is not a place for practice. It is clearly a place for meditation.

Xiao Guizi knew that her time was short, so she chose a burial place for herself.

"Boss..."

"Don't talk," Xu Zimo interrupted.

The rich breath of life surged out from his hand, and the breath of life began to surge, and finally condensed into a tree.

tree of Life.

"Take this tree," Xu Zimo said.

"Although it won't make you live forever, it should be fine to maintain a life span of tens of thousands of years."

"Sir, I can't have it..." Xiao Guizi quickly refused.

"Don't worry, this tree is no longer useful to me," Xu Zimo waved his hand.

The Tree of Life did once help him a lot, but as Xu Zimo became stronger and stronger, the tree's role became less and less.

Even in the end, after Xu Zimo obtained the inheritance of the Wood God Jumang, the Tree of Life was basically never used again.

It would be a waste to keep it next to him.

Xu Zimo said: "Back in the Zhenwu Holy Sect, you, me, and Ruhu, the three of us came together.

Now that I will reach my peak, I don’t need to worry about my life span.

If Fa Tian can survive, it will be a different world.

If you attack the sky and fail, you will die no matter how long you live."

"As for Ruhu, if his strength continues to advance steadily, his lifespan will naturally skyrocket.

Only you, who are already very old and in your twilight years, make us worried."

"Just keep what I give you," Xu Zimo said without any doubt.

After Xu Zimo finished speaking, Xiao Guizi burst into tears.

"Boss, I'm sorry for you."

"Even Ruhu has aspirations to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, but I didn't fly away with you back then, so I retreated and lived an ordinary life."

"When you attack the sky one day, I can only pray silently and can't do anything."

"I regret it!"

"In fact, I have never complained about you," Xu Zimo patted Xiao Guizi on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Everyone is an individual and has the opportunity to choose his own future.

Besides, there is nothing wrong with being ordinary. Living an ordinary life and dying an ordinary life are not a kind of happiness."

"Whether you are a tiger or not, you are not my tool. You can choose your own future."

"I accept and bless."

Seeing Xiao Guizi crying bitterly, Lin Ruhu smiled and said: "Okay, there is nothing to cry about, you are the ancestor.

We should all be happy when we finally come back."

Xiao Guizi nodded and led a few people into the bamboo forest.

With the appearance of the Tree of Life, the bamboo forest is also filled with vitality, and the bamboos sway in welcome, seeming to express their inner happiness.

In the bamboo forest, there is a high cliff.

Among them, the waterfall flows from top to bottom, the gurgling water passes by, and the breeze blows gently.

The three of them sat on it.

After being separated for many years, there seems to be endless topics to talk about.

Xu Zimo and Lin Ruhu’s experiences in the Nine Realms World over the years, and Xiao Guizi’s development behind Yuanyang Continent.

We talked a lot and talked for a long time.

Xiao Guizi said that he was very lonely. He got married and had children, but in the end he watched his wife and son grow old one by one.

He is the strongest and has the longest lifespan.

After all, it is the white-haired person who gives the black-haired person.

But those like Xu Zimo and Lin Ruhu who did not get married were not so sad.

When their parents left, they were not around either. Although they were sad, they could still afford to take it up and let it go.

People have to die.

But we all know that people will die one day, but we just can't help feeling sad.

Emotions are not controlled by the brain.

After chatting for a long time, Xu Zimo also proposed to teach some talented juniors of the Zhenwu Holy Sect.

After all, they will be the ones to support the sect in the future.

The first one is naturally Liu Sanjian.

He is very talented in swordsmanship, and he performed very well in this crisis.

………

"I've met my ancestors," Liu Sanjian knelt down excitedly after arriving at the bamboo forest.

Although he is considered an ancestor-level figure in today's Zhenwu Holy Sect.

But compared to the ancestors, when the ancestors carried the destiny, he was not born yet.

He also grew up listening to the legends and stories of his ancestors.

"I called you here this time because I wanted to give you some pointers on your cultivation," Xu Zimo said directly.

"You specialize in swordsmanship. Although I use a sword, the weapons are interoperable in many aspects.

I will give you some of my experiences. You don’t need to imitate, you can distinguish them yourself and find your own way of swordsmanship.”

"Thank you, ancestor," Liu Sanjian quickly thanked him.

Xu Zimo stretched out his right hand, and all his knowledge of the art of swordsman poured into Liu Sanjian's mind like trickling water.

At this moment, Liu Sanjian was sitting cross-legged, facing the sky, with a calm expression.

He is undergoing transformation.

Among the infinite sword ways, choose your own way.

If he could really find his own way, maybe the world of Yuanyang Continent shouldn't control him.

Of course, if you want to get out of this world, then Liu Sanjian will have to fight for destiny.

This realization took a long time, and Xu Zimo was not in a hurry. Later, on the recommendation of Xiao Guizi, he sent in several more talented disciples.

About evening, Liu Sanjian woke up from this state of enlightenment.

Sword intent surged all over his body, his eyes were like sword eyes, and the sword intent that he wanted to leave before seemed to be clearer.

"Thank you, ancestor," Liu Sanjian quickly thanked him.

"Go ahead, that's all I can help. I hope you can find your own way," Xu Zimo waved his hand.

That night, Xu Zimo slept on the Eternal Peak.

In fact, the predecessor of Eternal Peak was Yannan Peak.

This is the mountain peak where Xu Zimo once lived. At that time, he was just a junior on the path of spiritual practice.

This night was filled with longing and emotion.

Xu Zimo knew that he would leave at dawn.


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