"Xiaobao, you won't understand why your master is so mentally." The Fire Fox stretched out his white palm and tied his dark hair.

"What?" Xiaobao's low voice appeared in his spiritual consciousness.

"Because you male cultivators will never understand how precious beauty is to women. This is not a question of whether it is superficial or not. Any woman wants to keep her appearance still forever at the most beautiful moment, and the master is no exception. The master has eaten Dingyan Pill." Firefox stood firm, waved his hand and removed the ban, and walked out of the quiet room.

The outdoor sun was bright, and the warm sunshine fell on her body. She squinted her eyes and looked over. Her body wrapped in bright red clothes exuded passionate vitality. She smiled and reached out to scoop up a handful of sunshine.

"If you want your master to return to the past, it will either fight or restore your beauty. Fighting can make your master forget her appearance and forget her aging body, which will make your master regain the fighting spirit. However, after the battle, the master will still return to reality. She is old and her youth is far away from her."

Xiaobao thought for a while and said, "Do you still want to come?"

"Of course, I haven't seen my master for a long time. I miss my master very much."

"But you..."

"Do you think the master will be jealous of my beauty? Will he be sad for herself? Xiaobao, as long as a woman sees me, I admit this, but the master is not an ordinary woman. How could the master be jealous of me? How could the master feel ashamed of his aging appearance?" Firefox chuckled.

Xiaobao looked up at Zhang Xiaohan again. Zhang Xiaohan was still quietly sacrificing the puppet. He looked carefully. There was no trace of the old female cultivator in front of him who had been beautiful. Thinking of Linglong's words, is beauty so important to the female cultivator?

"Xiaohan, do you care about your appearance?" Xiaobao suddenly asked.

Zhang Xiaohan looked up at Xiaobao, nodded and said, "Which woman doesn't care about her appearance?"

"How much do you care about?" Xiaobao asked.

Zhang Xiaohan's movements in his hand did not stop, but he clearly thought for a while: "How to say it, although appearance is very important, it is secondary to life and dignity. But if possible, I am willing to exchange it for a certain life span - why did you think of asking this?"

Xiaobao was silent for a while and said, "Linglong is out of seclusion."

Zhang Xiaohan tilted his head and thought, and smiled: "Women are worried about appearance, but there are always things that are more important than appearance. As I said, life, dignity, there should be many more, justice, morality, and responsibility. Some women will put beauty in front of everything, but not absolute. These are actually reflected in each person's different values. Do you still remember the head of the Yi family who practiced the martial arts of the years? He clearly knows that the last person who practiced the martial arts of the years is like a skeleton, but he still needs to practice, just to extend his life span. Do men not care about appearance? But in his opinion, life span is more than everything, even morality and dignity."

"But you are still sad." Xiaobao whispered.

"Of course, it is difficult for anyone to calm down from a silence woman to become like this. I am a monk, not a saint, and I also have feelings. It is of course sad to see this old look, but life must continue. Sadness is only a part of life. It is impossible to make me do what I am as cheerful as before. Do you think a man with a crane hair can still be as cheerful as he used to be young and lively? What kind of appearance should correspond to what kind of behavior, what kind of age should have and what kind of mood should I have." Zhang Xiaohan explained patiently.

"So Linglong said that only fighting can make you the same as before."

Zhang Xiaohan laughed and said, "Fighting can make me forget everything and focus on the present. We will soon have a fierce battle. Xiaobao, I actually don't want you to meet Ling Su, and I don't want Ling Long and Ling Su to meet."

"Why don't you want Linglong Yu Lingsu to meet? Are you worried that Linglong's cultivation is not as good as Lingsu? But with me, do you think I am far inferior to Lingsu?" Xiaobao was really surprised.

"No, you don't understand the female cultivator," Zhang Xiaohan smiled. "I offended Ling Su and wanted to kill her. Ling Su has many ways to make me unable to survive or die, but she only let my soul be burned for a moment, and then it makes me aging. This aging seems like a useless punishment in your opinion. With my chance and the identity of the Phoenix's furnace, I will definitely not have enough life."

Xiaobao nodded: "Yes, if you meet Ling Su, you will have the opportunity to meet other gods. It is not impossible to remove the spells on you. If it were me, I would definitely not have used such spells on you. However, the possible reason is that Ling Su didn't know that you would have such an opportunity."

Zhang Xiaohan also nodded: "You seem to make sense, but you forgot that Yi Jian is by her side, Yi Jian is a wise man."

Xiaobao was silent.

"Linglong's beauty is passionate, charming, and unrestrained. I believe that for more than 8,000 years, Linglong is more mature than that day. Any female cultivator will be jealous when she sees Linglong, especially a divine beast like you is by Linglong's side, while Lingsu is alone, and may be suppressed and sealed by the person she loves, so I don't actually want Linglong to come." Zhang Xiaohan smiled.

"But I think my reason is not sufficient. Linglong will definitely come. Linglong will not watch me in danger, nor will you. Linglong will definitely come out of seclusion in advance."

"Linglong is coming." Xiaobao said proudly, "Linglong and I have left you once. Look at you, what you have become if we are not by your side. No matter what we say this time, we will never leave you again."

Zhang Xiaohan laughed out loud: "I thought you would say, you must find a way to remove the spells on me."

Xiaobao's eyes suddenly dimmed: "I'm sorry."

Zhang Xiaohan raised his eyebrows: "What?"

"I'm sorry." Xiaobao said another sentence.

Zhang Xiaohan looked at Xiaobao as if he remembered something, and his subordinates slowed down for a moment, "Why do you say sorry?"

"I think with the pride of the gods, even if they are forced to death, Ling Su will not remove your magic." Xiaobao's voice was a little hoarse.

The spirit fire became stable again, and Zhang Xiaohan said, "It's really bad news."

"Xiaohan..." Xiaobao's voice was very sad.

"But I think it should be me who said sorry to you." The puppet refined in my hand was only spiritual power to nourish it, and Zhang Xiaohan could put more energy into thinking.
Chapter completed!