At this moment, Jiang Ning was completely convinced.
Dangtian prisoner died from talking too much!
You said you have nothing to do, why are you beeping?
Is it your turn to intervene in the affairs of our family of three?
But at this moment, all the demons and monsters were destroyed, and suddenly only Jiang Ning and three people were left in the world.
Jiang Ning couldn't help but take a step back, hiding behind the old crazy saint, looking at the faceless goddess in the sky.
Their eyes met, Jiang Ning's mouth went dry, but he unconsciously raised the jade in his hand a little higher.
"Junior sister, turn back!"
The old crazy saint looked at the Faceless Goddess miserably, as if he wanted to continue to persuade her.
But in response to him, the Wuyan Goddess sighed, and her body was suddenly shrouded in blood mist, and then instantly rolled away into the distance. In a moment, all the blood mist disappeared outside the skyline, and together with the Wuyan Goddess, they...
Leave silently!
"Leaving?" Jiang Ning stared blankly at the direction in which the Wuyan Goddess left.
Are you just going to let yourself and the Crazy Saint go?
Do you really consider yourself your precious son?
Just when he thought of this, he saw the old crazy saint let go of his hand, but did not take back the jade, but turned around and looked at him sadly.
"Don't get me wrong, you are not the immortal of me and Yan'er."
The old crazy saint sighed softly and looked depressed.
His surname is indeed Li, and he and Jiang Ning are also from the same family.
He was born in the Immortal Palace of Ten Thousand Daos. He showed his talent since he was a child and was accepted as the disciple of the Supreme Saint of Ten Thousand Daos.
After practicing hard for a hundred thousand years,
After the master's soul wandered, he inherited the Immortal Palace and inherited the master's holy name. He became the master of the Immortal Palace with the title of the supreme saint.
So the front of the jade stone was branded with his holy name.
As for the back.
"Yan'er and I once had a son, whose name was Immortal."
The old crazy saint looked inexplicably miserable.
But how smart is Jiang Ning?
According to the many things told by the old crazy saint, which were corroborated in series, Jiang Ning couldn't help but open his mouth.
"Good guy, are you stealing someone?"
"roll!"
The old crazy saint was so angry that he slapped Jiang Ning on the head.
"I'll return this slap to you!"
"My junior sister and I have been in love for three lifetimes, so how can we talk about stealing from someone else?"
"I have said that it is difficult for a saint to decide on worldly matters. If not, if not... alas!"
The old crazy saint turned his hand and slapped himself in the face.
Jiang Ning was speechless, covering his slapped head and staring at the old saint with blinking eyes.
According to the story of this old saint, after he became the Supreme Saint of Ten Thousand Daos and mastered the Immortal Palace of Ten Thousand Daos, he suddenly discovered that what he pursued in his life was not the master of the Immortal Palace or the supreme holy realm at all.
But by the time he turned back, it was already too late.
Junior sister no longer has a crush on him, because someone else has appeared in her life.
But even so, the old saint also became the old Li next door, having an affair with the Wuyan Goddess and giving birth to a son.
I also pray for love between both parties and look forward to the future.
The child's future path will be named Holy and Immortal.
"This stone is given to you."
The old sage took one look at the jade in Jiang Ning's hand and lamented repeatedly.
According to what he said, his son with the Wuyan Goddess had died a long time ago.
He died in ancient times and was raised to death by him!
He was so worried about his junior sister who was married to another man that he neglected to take care of his son. He did not even wait for his son to grow up. In a dangerous incident that should not have happened, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man away.
It was also in order to seek revenge that after being seriously injured, the Wuyan Goddess had to use the method of washing her muscles and refining her bones, transforming her bloodline, and transformed into a god, completely becoming a foreign race!
One after another, it was all his old lunatic's fault.
He had no face to see the faceless goddess, but he spent the rest of his life begging for forgiveness from his lover.
But how can you forgive this kind of thing?
"So it was all your fault?"
"I also said, no wonder people don't respect you, they don't want to recognize you at all!"
Jiang Ning finally understood why the Wuyan Goddess had such an attitude towards her old lover, and why she no longer thought about the old relationship between her senior brothers and sisters!
Her sons are all dead, and those past events may only be painful for the Wuyan Goddess!
"However, since your son is dead, why did she just treat me..."
"No!"
The old crazy saint shook his head and smiled sadly at Jiang Ning.
How could the Faceless Goddess not recognize her biological son?
Of course she knows
Jiang Ning is not her son.
But it doesn't matter if he's not his own son.
"I said you are, you are!"
The old crazy saint suddenly fell silent and remained silent despite Jiang Ning's questions. It was not until a long time later that he suddenly sighed, raised his head to look at Jiang Ning, reached out to pat Jiang Ning's shoulder, and tightened his grip on the jade hand.
Finally, he gently let go, turned around, and walked away.
"Don't go!" Jiang Ning, still full of questions, stretched out his hand to grab the old saint.
But I saw the figure of the old saint, thousands of miles away in one step, far away in an instant, lonely figure, and suddenly disappeared!
"Walking so fast?"
"No, you left my brother in the physical body!"
Jiang Ning shouted, but in this canyon, he was the only one left, along with the broken limbs and corpses everywhere, and the ferocious canyon that looked like it had been splashed with bloody paint!
Damn or not, they are all dead.
A new generation of god-lords has been resurrected, and the ancient mad saint has also escaped.
All that's left is a mess!
"Alas!" Jiang Ning sighed. He couldn't find his own body among the blood and broken corpses everywhere. He could only dig out a few tombstones from the top of the mountain and carve the names of people he knew well.
"Sister Lingji, thank you for your help all the way. It's a pity that I couldn't protect you!"
"You brothers and sisters, please don't fight anymore when you get to the Netherworld!"
Jiang Ning patted the two tombstones in front of him, each of which was engraved with
Qianmian Lingji and Bai Zubuzhi.
Then he continued to erect tombstones.
"You Xiao Niangpi, it's not that I didn't take your body back to the sect and bury it like a saint, but I really can't find you!"
"Rest in peace. When you see me in the next life, remember to hug my brother's thigh tightly. Don't be brave and look down on me!"
"Guijunzi, Li Guixiong... you two died so miserably!"
"And you, my cultivation!"
Jiang Ning hugged the largest tombstone, which was engraved with two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine and a half lotuses.
Fairy flowers gathered together, and now he only had a solitary little delicate flower left, and no longer had the power of three thousand flowers!
If you want to rebuild the Three Thousand Immortal Lotuses, don’t you know that you have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse?
"Don't worry, I will live well for you!"
Jiang Ning was deeply moved and patted a circle of tombstones, suddenly feeling a sense of sadness and loneliness.
They are all dead and only you are left. How can this life be so lonely?
Fortunately, just when he was hesitating whether to cry out or not, he had a heart-wrenching cry.
A fairy shadow came from afar in an instant, flew to the top of the canyon in the blink of an eye, and looked at him in surprise.
"Junior Brother Jiang, what are you doing?"
"Ah? Xiao Liuli?" Jiang Ning hurriedly rubbed his eyes, how could a man let a little girl see his vulnerable side?