With his image destroyed, Suning still has a chance to start over, not to mention the unique weapon crafted by Jiang Linan himself?
Seeing that He Kui was silent, Ji Ling continued: "I have been guarding the cave alone for thousands of years, waiting for my master to come back and find me."
"Help me wash away the demonic obstacles and help me return to my past."
"I want to leave here so much. I miss the Phoenix Realm day and night."
"Old Ancestor Duan, maybe you can tell me where my master is? Did he break the shackles of the saint and ascend to the sixteen great worlds?"
He asked sincerely and his tone was urgent.
His sunken eye sockets were staring straight at the direction of the hillside, even with some prayers that he shouldn't have.
He Kui pretended to be calm, and after thinking in a flash of lightning, he followed the trend and said in conjunction: "The great road is difficult, as difficult as ordinary mortals climbing to the sky."
"Especially that indestructible saint's door. How can it be broken by your light words?"
Ji Ling looked disappointed and said to himself: "So my master is still in the fairy world, still in the ninth realm of semi-saints?"
He Kui opened his eyes and lied, and said without blushing or out of breath: "Yes, Lin'an is only one step away from the main road, and it is possible to survive the saint's calamity at any time."
"Don't talk about a mere ten thousand years, but a hundred thousand years and a million years, so what?"
"We are all semi-holy bodies, above the Dao of Heaven. As long as the Dao can be achieved, the most indispensable thing is time."
"Moreover..."
When the conversation changed, he moved forward and appeared on the bank of Hanchi openly and said: "Lin'an has never forgotten you, he is thinking about taking you back all the time."
"Because of this, the Cave Heaven Paradise was accidentally exposed, so I would not hesitate to give up this clone puppet to come to rescue you."
Ji Ling said happily: "Have you found a way to help me wash away the demonic obstacles?"
He Kui vowed: "By luck, I broke through to the eighth realm of Half-Saint twenty years ago."
"As long as I join forces with Lin'an and release a palace of cultural energy to cleanse your spirit body, I think there is an 80% chance of success."
"boom."
The spring water is boiling and the water is splashing.
The Sky-Shaking Halberd Spirit was so excited that he looked up to the sky and screamed, stood up and said: "Old Ancestor Duan, are you serious about this?"
He clenched his fists tightly, and his whole body was filled with demon energy, making the scars on his face look particularly oozing.
He Kui solemnly said: "As the ancestor of the first palace, do you have to ask me to swear an oath to heaven?"
Ji Ling's momentum dropped, and he clasped his fists on the spot and said, "I don't dare."
As soon as he finished speaking, he returned to the spring water and made a fierce move with his big hand.
"Stab it."
Thunderbolts ring on a sunny day, and silver snakes dance wildly.
Echoing it, there are two gases at the bottom of the water, one red and one black.
It was like a long dragon entrenched, chanting continuously, and rushed into the body of the halberd spirit.
"Crack."
His thin body became stronger, and his dry and yellow skin began to regain its rosy and plump appearance.
White hair falls out and black hair proliferates.
In an instant, he transformed from an ugly old man whose death was approaching to a tall, handsome young man.
"Duan Ziqian..."
Narrowing his eyes and staring, the Halberd Spirit laughed maniacally and said, "Although I am separated from my master, I don't know what is happening in the outside world."
"But when the master sealed me here, he specially left a command card and gifted me with a wisp of his divine will, the only one in the world of the Lord of Dragon and Phoenix, entwined in it."
"The mind of the master is connected with his mind. Every hundred years, the master will communicate with me through his mind."
"Telling about some parents' shortcomings and their troubles on the road to spiritual practice."
"Until six thousand years ago, until the night he fell on the top of Taixu Mountain."
Tears filled the tiger's eyes, and the Halberd Spirit roared hysterically: "That was the last time the master spoke to me, saying that he accidentally fell into your Duan Ziqian's scheme."
"He asked me to guard this paradise and never go back to avenge him."
"First of all, I am no match for you. I am surrounded by demons and without the indirect control of my master, my strength is greatly reduced."
"Secondly, the master hopes that I will live. I hope that one day I can get rid of the evil obstacles and find a new master."
"On the same night, the original command card exploded and the mind was separated."
"Duan Ziqian, Duan Laogou..."
With a shrill scream, the halberd spirit shot through the air and said with murderous intent: "To this day, you are still lying to me, and you are still pretending to be a good guy."
"Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?"
Angry and furious, furrowed eyebrows and split eyes.
Under the witness of Duan Ziqian's clone puppet He Kui, the Heaven-Shaking Halberd Spirit's cultivation reached the level of the Nineteenth Realm of True Immortality.
