The old man smiled and said, "Can you eat?"

“…eat.”

Qi Wuhuo carried the sword box on his back, put away the sword, and then held the candied haws.

First, I licked the syrup on it carefully and then slowly ate it, asking:

"Teacher, can you just smash the jade slip?"

The old man said gently: "Yes, that's enough."

"I don't go to take anything, nor do I take away his cultivation and achievements."

"His foundation is still there, and his practice is still there, but he just has no chance of being with me."

Qi Wuhuo still didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. When he was pondering, the jade slip thrown by the road behind him suddenly shattered and turned into light dust and disappeared.

A green leaf finally fell on the evergreen tree.

The old man sighed:
Chapter completed!