Lu Xiao trembled, then turned his head, willfully refusing to look at Xuanmu, but his trembling shoulders betrayed the pain in his heart. It wasn't until Meng Zirou pulled him hard that Lu Xiao was "forced to be helpless"
He knelt down and reached out to hold Taoist Xuanmu's other hand, but still asked coldly: "Aren't you going to tell who he is at this time?"
"Since he claims to be the Godless Lord and does not dare to show his true identity to others, then we should just treat him as the Godless Lord! The cycle of cause and effect has its own destiny, so why should we force it!" Taoist Xuanmu closed his eyes slightly, aged.
On his face, there are ravine-like wrinkles, like circles of growth rings, telling the vicissitudes of the past.
"You are simply covering up by doing this! Sooner or later, everyone will be harmed!" Lu Xiao turned his head angrily, refusing to look at Taoist Xuanmu anymore. Helpless, one of his hands was held tightly by the other party, thinking
I wanted to pull it back, but I was afraid of hurting the dying old man again, so I had to freeze there, motionless.
Taoist Xuanmu didn't mind. He just smiled and slowly sat upright. He looked at the two young men beside him kindly and nodded with satisfaction. His hands suddenly exerted force and clasped Li Mubai and Lu Xiao's wrists tightly.
, along the acupuncture points, continuously input his spiritual power into the two people's bodies.
Lu Xiao and Li Mubai were shocked. They knew very well that Taoist Xuanmu wanted to transfer his power into the bodies of two people before he died. But doing so was tantamount to hastening his death. Looking at the paper-pale
Face, Li Mubai and Lu Xiao hurriedly tried to pull away their hands, but found that Taoist Xuanmu's palm seemed to be growing together with their wrists. No matter how hard they pulled, they could not separate.
With the continuous output of spiritual power, Taoist Xuanmu's already thin body quickly withered, his dry lips were tightly closed, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his old forehead, as if he was enduring great pain.
When he let go of his hands, he seemed to have aged thousands of years. All that was left was a layer of wrinkled skin tightly wrapped around the dry bones. The eyes that looked down on the world in the past were no longer there.
Glorious, turbid and weak, half-closed, with a violent cough, a line of blood and tears flowed out. The body lay limply in Li Mubai's arms, panting urgently, as if it would break at any time.
"Master!" Li Mubai called out in pain. He never thought that the immortal who had been doing good deeds and helping the world for nearly ten thousand years would end up like this. Lu Xiao also knelt aside and looked at the dying old man with complicated eyes.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he closed it helplessly.
Taoist Xuanmu panted violently for a while, then gradually regained his breath. Looking at the three young people surrounding him, a relieved smile suddenly appeared on his face.
——"Children, don't cry! Death is just a journey that every life must go through. Pindao has lived for tens of thousands of years, it's time for a new skin! Death is a good thing for Pindao----
--"
——"Mubai, you are the most beloved disciple of the Six Paths, and the only one who has become an immortal in Xiaoyao Palace! I know that you are devoted to the Dao, fulfill your duties, and have always taken it as your own duty to eliminate demons. But you should know that whether it is a demon,
Regardless of whether they are demons or not, they are all just like humans. They are divided into good and evil, good and bad. As long as you are dedicated to good, you will one day become immortal. If you do not differentiate between good and evil, generalizing them will only lead to irreparable evil consequences!
The magical exorcism skills that Pindao just taught you must not be revealed in front of others easily. The world is declining and people's hearts are unpredictable. Even if you are from the same sect, you must be more careful. The future of Xiaoyao Palace depends on you!"
Li Mubai was shocked and looked at the old man in front of him in disbelief. He understood in his heart that the magic exorcism skill was the unique skill of the Xiaoyao Palace masters in the past. Now that Taoist Xuanmu actually made the decision without permission and taught it to him, it was tantamount to having already
The inheritance of Xiaoyao Palace was decided. Coupled with the last few profound words of advice, Li Mubai was a little confused for a while. But now was not the time to get to the bottom of it, so he had no choice but to nod with tears in his eyes and silently agreed.
Taoist Xuanmu nodded happily, and then looked at Meng Zirou, who was weeping secretly, peacefully, with unspeakable affection in his heart. Although he had only met this girl a few times, he still had that innate nobility, holiness and vagueness.
The visible aura of a king made him remember it deeply and praised him secretly. If that motto is true, then the important task on this girl is far more than just subverting the demon world. When the time comes, I hope that I have prepared these two helpers for her.
It can play a certain role.
——"Meng Yatou, I know that you have experienced a lot of grievances and pains along the way. I hope you understand that when heaven is about to assign a great responsibility to this person, he must first strain his muscles and bones and starve his body and skin.
Although you have become possessed, never forget your pure and kind nature at any time. Remember, many things will never change because of someone's wishes. Only by destroying the corrupt status quo can a new world be created
! This process must be full of hardships and hardships, but as long as you persevere, you will surely achieve final victory!"
Seeing Meng Zirou nodding quietly, Xuanmu slowly closed his eyes, as if he was about to collapse from exhaustion. After a while, he opened his eyes again and looked at the silent Lu Xiao with compassion, as if watching himself travel far away.
The child has deep and hopeful eyes.
Lu Xiao thought that he also wanted to give him some advice. He was about to frown, get up and leave willfully, but unexpectedly, Taoist Xuanmu only said one sentence: "Child, remember, you are a human being, but you are not alone."
!" Lu Xiao stopped and looked at the old man who knew everything in amazement. The expression on his face changed rapidly. Shock, grievance, heartache, sadness, and finally, two lines slowly flowed out of his cold eyes.
Clear tears.
——"Children, I'm leaving! From now on, the stability of the mortal world can only be maintained by the three of you! Remember, the three realms have no boundaries, whether they are demons, humans, or immortals, they are just added by the world.
Obsession has given rise to endless wars and killings. Only by abandoning everything can we gain eternal peace------"
As the sound gradually disappeared, Taoist Xuanmu slowly sat up straight and placed his hands quietly on his knees. His body suddenly emitted a warm white light, instantly forming a shining cloud bridge that reached the sky.
Countless cranes, butterflies, and birds came one after another to dance and sing around the Jade Bridge. The auspicious clouds also transformed into various beautiful patterns, quietly decorating the sky.
The colorful auspicious light fell from the sky, shining peacefully on the corpses of various shapes on the ground, like a mother's loving hand, gently caressing her beloved child. Slowly, the undead souls who died in battle staggered out of the corpse one by one.
Climbing up, they all raised their heads and looked up at the vast sky. Their empty eyes revealed infinite yearning and hope. Soon it turned into a bright light and flew up quickly along the cloud bridge. And Xuan
Mu Taoist's body actually seemed to be melting, becoming thinner and thinner, becoming more and more blurry, and finally disappeared completely.
It turned out that Xuanmu Daoran used the last bit of immortal energy in his body to turn his body into this cloud bridge, and saved all the undead souls. And he disappeared into thin air with the disappearance of his body.
When the last undead disappeared from the sky, the cloud bridge gradually dispersed. The birds screamed sadly and kept circling in the sky, refusing to leave for a long time. The feathers falling one after another were like falling snowflakes, completely covering the sky.
The earth, as if everything in the world has put on filial piety for the deceased old man, silently mourns.
Everyone straightened their bodies solemnly and silently bid farewell to this calm and carefree old man. Even Wuxin stood solemnly, looking at the vast sky with red and swollen eyes, and his face was full of cheering glory.