The young Taoist said quietly:

"I want the disciple to ask her if she is willing to come back to practice."

"If not, will you bring her Taoist name back as well?"

The old man's expression was as gentle as before. He looked at the child he had raised for thirteen years, and saw that she seemed to be very happy now. She was far away from the mortal world, as if she were a fairy from another world, the most passionate person and the most Taoist person.

It seems that he has gained some understanding in practice, but in the end he only said those two words:

"Go ahead."

Gentle, peaceful, and tolerant, but there is no room for change.

There are things mixed together, born from heaven and earth. It is lonely and lonely, independent and unchangeable, and its activities are not in danger. It can be the mother of the world.

I don't know whose son he is; I don't know his name.

The word is "Tao".

Not a seeker.

except its name.

Qi Wuhuo closed his eyes, feeling that the joy in his heart after becoming a master gradually calmed down.

The person he saw struck his heart like a hammer, shaking his heart.

Qi Wuhuo slowly exhaled, cupped his hands, saluted, and said:

"Disciple, Xuanwei accepts the order..."

【See】them.

Also [see] yourself.

The young man said to himself.

It is they who refine me, and it is I who save them.

Turning around, the hem of his clothes rose and fell, and Qi Wuhuoyun's sleeves flowed.

Although the eyebrows are childish.

But in the end, it was different from before, with the aura of a person with three points of path.

If you refine your mind in this way, you will be vast and vast, the supreme lineage, the purest, the most severe.

Twelve golden immortals are spread across the sky, and there are thousands of magic weapons; Ten thousand immortals are vast and majestic, and their magical powers are endless.

But no one dares to say that he can surpass Xuandu alone.

Xuanmen practice is the most painful, difficult and the best.
Chapter completed!