A golden roc arrived in an instant, stopped Hua Ziling, and transformed back into a human body.
"Shen...Shen Lang!"
Looking at the white-robed young man in front of her, Hua Ziling was startled for a moment, then a trace of panic flashed across her delicate and pretty face, and she quickly turned her head away and coldly snorted: "What else are you doing here?"
Shen Lang looked a little embarrassed and said seriously: "I'm sorry I didn't say hello to you properly before."
"No! You, a senior in the transformation stage, am sorry. This junior cannot bear it." Hua Ziling bit her teeth, her expression somewhat resentful.
"I apologize for what happened before, don't be angry." Shen Lang said solemnly.
Seeing Shen Lang's formal and sincere attitude, most of the resentment in Hua Ziling's heart disappeared, and she muttered: "You...why are you coming to me? This girl is just a Nascent Soul stage scum, what's the point? Are you nostalgic?"
"Hua Ziling, you and I have gone through adversity together after all. We should have a good chat like a close friend." Shen Lang didn't know what to say, so he said casually.
Hua Ziling knew her position very well, and she also knew that this man would never take the initiative to walk in with her, and she still felt a little sad.
"What's there to talk about? I would like to congratulate you on your successful advancement into the spirit form. There is nothing else to say." Hua Ziling lowered her head and gritted her teeth.
Hua Ziling also knew that she was a tsundere. After more than 20 years of separation, she missed Shen Lang very much, but she refused to express it and let this man laugh.
"It's just a fluke, you can do it one day." Shen Lang responded.
"Come on, I still know how much I weigh. Even if there is such a day, it will probably be in the Year of the Monkey and the Horse."
Hua Ziling rubbed his head, sighed, and then asked: "Tell me about you, how many materials for the resurrection technique have you found?"
Shen Lang told Hua Ziling the truth.
After learning that Shen Lang's rebirth technique materials were short of the last three materials, Hua Ziling felt quite complicated, but still blessed her: "The greatest advantage of a man like you is his long love. I hope you can find the remaining materials smoothly. Resurrect Su Ruoxue."
Just now, she said there was nothing to talk about, but Hua Ziling still started chatting with Shen Lang without saying a word.
"Hua Ziling, do you really want to leave?" Shen Lang asked.
"Comfort is paralyzing. I want to do big things. Staying in this greenhouse will limit my development." Hua Ziling said in a dull tone.
This is not out of anger, Hua Ziling has already made up her mind.
Having reached this point, Shen Lang couldn't say anything to dissuade him and fell into silence.
Shen Lang felt that he was indebted to Hua Ziling. His relationship with Hua Ziling was more than friends, not lovers, and they were considered confidante.
Shen Lang knew that Hua Ziling was interested in him, but he could not respond to Hua Ziling's feelings for him.
In fact, Shen Lang has a crush on Hua Ziling more or less, but he always reminds himself to keep a distance from Hua Ziling. He already has Su Ruoxue in his heart, and if he tolerates another woman, he will be sorry for the sleeping Su Ruoxue .
At this point, Shen Lang sighed and said in a deep voice: "Hua Ziling, if you leave this time, we may never see each other again. Is there anything else you want to say before you leave?"
As soon as these words came out, Hua Ziling's delicate body trembled slightly, and she said with a bitter smile: "You mean, we will completely cut off contact with each other?"
"yes."
Shen Lang nodded slightly.
He planned to resurrect Su Ruoxue after collecting the nine-color bone ring and the materials for the resurrecting technique, and then find a good place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to live a small life with a woman and enjoy life.
After completely settling Su Ruoxue and paving the way for the woman, Shen Lang will still choose to ascend to the ancient spiritual world and go to the wider world of immortality.
He and Hua Ziling had no reason or chance to meet again.
"Give me some time to think about it."
Hua Ziling's voice was hoarse and her body was trembling slightly. In order to prevent Shen Lang from seeing her embarrassment and embarrassment, Hua Ziling turned around.
Only now did she realize that it was difficult to cut off her feelings for Shen Lang in her heart.
After a long time, Hua Ziling turned around. She was very different from her cold look before. Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, as if she could cry at any time, and she looked very weak.
"Man, I want to ask you a question! Have you ever liked Hua Ziling?" Hua Ziling bit her silver teeth and held back tears.
Facing Hua Ziling's shining eyes, Shen Lang felt a little touched in his heart. Even now, he didn't want to deceive himself and said honestly: "I liked it."
"Haha, I know you can't have such bad taste!"
Hua Ziling wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes and hummed softly: "Shen, if you want to take the initiative to end all this, there is no way! I don't believe that your fate with me will stop here. See you in the ancient spiritual world!"
After saying that, Hua Ziling turned around and flew towards the distance, gradually getting away from Shen Lang's sight.
Hua Ziling burst into tears and secretly swore in her heart: "I will never be a human unless I break through to become a god!"
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Seeing the graceful figure of this confidante disappear into the horizon, Shen Lang felt a mixture of emotions.
Is this a farewell?
Shen Lang gathered his emotions, transformed into the form of Lei Peng, and flew back to the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons.
After arriving at her residence, Xiaorou was already waiting outside the courtyard.
"Sir, where have you been?" Xiaorou asked curiously.
Shen Lang told Xiaorou about his farewell to Hua Ziling.
"I hope Sister Hua will have smooth sailing in her future cultivation journey."
As Xiaorou said this, she felt extremely uncomfortable.
Shen Lang has now broken through the divine transformation stage, and sooner or later he will ascend to the ancient spiritual world.
When monks in the transformation stage ascend, they cannot carry anything with them except the natal magic weapon that is integrated with the essence and blood, and naturally they cannot carry the spirit beast bag.
Xiaorou cannot ascend to the ancient spiritual world with Shen Lang, which means that she and Shen Lang will be separated sooner or later.
When she thought that she would have to part with the young master sooner or later, Xiaorou's mood suddenly sank to the bottom.
"Xiaorou, it's rare for you to come back. Why don't you stay with your mother and sister Meier for a while?" Shen Lang asked.
Xiaorou came back to her senses, shook her head and said: "The queen mother is already resting and recuperating, and sister Meier is also meditating and practicing. Xiaorou shouldn't disturb them."
After being away from home for so many years, Xiaorou's attachment to the Forest of Monsters is no longer as deep as before. Maybe she also yearns for independence in her heart.
Xiaorou forced herself to cheer up and asked: "Master, what are your plans next?"
"Let's go to Xuanyue Valley first. We need to ask Emperor Xuan about Long Yuan and the materials for the resurrecting technique before setting off to Long Yuan Continent." Shen Lang said sternly.
You must go to Longyuan Continent, firstly, for the last nine-color bone ring, and secondly, for the materials for the resurrection technique.
Longyuan Continent is the most powerful continent in the human world, with extremely profound foundations. It is said that the number of monks in the Divine Transformation Stage in Longyuan Continent is several times more than the total number of Divine Transformation Stage monks in all other continents combined!
In such a prosperous continent, it might be possible to find the other two materials for resurrecting the soul besides the Yin Ming Root.
After a day's rest.
Early the next morning, Shen Lang went to Xuanyue Valley on his own.