The loud words may seem like inquiries and discussions, but in fact they cannot be refuted.
Su Xinglan looked at him indifferently, shook his head firmly and said: "Senior, no matter how good the hidden world is, it is not a place where I, Mr. Su, care about."
"There are people I care about in the fairy world, and there are relatives connected by my blood in China, one of the three thousand small worlds."
"They can't wait for me for three thousand years."
The long-haired old woman sneered: "Dao Wuqing, you should have known from the day you ascended to the immortal world that you and they are not from the same world."
Su Xinglan retorted: "The road is ruthless, but people are sentimental."
"So what if I'm not from the same world? What I, Su Xinglan, have never wanted is immortality and a life like the sky."
"As long as I am still alive and as long as they are still alive, they will always be my relatives."
The long-haired old woman said angrily: "You are so stubborn that you know that the law of fate will affect you. Little do you know that the seven emotions and six desires in the world will sooner or later become a roadblock in your cultivation, and you will not know how to give birth to inner demons."
"You don't want the bright road at your fingertips, but you stubbornly insist on taking advantage of it. You..."
His eyes were cold and his breath was sharp.
The long-haired old woman with an unusually noble status said yes repeatedly, and said with an angry smile: "If you care about them, then I will kill them for you."
"My worries are over, I want to see if your horns are sharp or not."
Su Xinglan's expression suddenly changed and he couldn't help but stride forward and said: "You dare."
The long-haired old woman mocked: "Why don't I dare?"
"In terms of cultivation, I am at the late stage of the ninth realm of Half-Saint, and I am only one step away from completing my merits."
"In terms of status, with just a wave of my hand, everyone in the three realms will be wiped out."
"What about the civil and military palaces, the world of demons and demons, who can stop my punches and moves?"
Su Xinglan's face turned pale and he breathed quickly: "Wudian has a true saint's trump card. Under the saint, I forgive you that you can also massacre the half-sage in the ninth realm."
"Similarly, Wen Dian also has such a trump card, and the demon world and the demon world will have no shortage of them."
"If this were not the case, why did your hidden world need to make a deal with the immortal world and ask the civil and military palaces to send you a group of genius disciples every thirty thousand years?"
“Wouldn’t it be better to grab it tomorrow?”
The long-haired old woman's eyes flashed and she said in a flash: "You are smart, but you also said that the agreement came from "back then"."
"Do you know how long it was back then?"
As she spoke, she raised her right hand, slowly raised her index finger and said, "A whole million years."
"Youdao is thirty years east of Hedong and thirty years west of Hexi. Things in this world are unpredictable. One million years have passed. Just because I was afraid of the hidden world back then doesn't mean it will still be useful today."
Su Xinglan was suspicious in his heart and said without changing his expression: "Are you bluffing me?"
The long-haired old woman seemed to want to vomit, but soon she reacted and said with a sneer: "Some things are better not to know than to know. Especially now, you are not qualified to know those secrets."
Su Xinglan didn't want to get into a quarrel with the old woman who could decide his fate, so he simply lowered his stance and took the next best thing and said: "Senior, you want me to stay in the hidden world to practice. There is no problem. There is enough immortal power here, which is far better than the eight."
Three times as many as the Hundred Immortals Realm."
"One year of cultivation here is equivalent to three or four years of cultivation in the immortal world, only a lot more."
"This is a blessed land. I know it in my heart even if you don't tell me. I know it very clearly."
"However, the techniques I practice and my Taoist heart are sentient beings. My family, you must give me time to say goodbye properly."
"After I get rid of all the worries in my heart, I can concentrate on my cultivation and stay in the hidden world with peace of mind."
The long-haired old woman didn't respond, her eyes flickered slightly.
With her profound cultivation, she could tell that Su Xinglan was not lying, so she fell into rare silence and appeared hesitant.
"this matter......"
After a long while, she considered it and said, "Let me think about it and discuss it with Old Man Yan."
Su Xinglan said with great joy: "Thank you very much, senior."
If you think about it, then you can talk about it.
It didn't matter where he practiced, but he had to let Suning and his family know that he, Su Laosan, was still alive.
