"Master—can't you really try again?"

Zhongsun Yuan is a sword cultivator, and he has also been taught by Luan Jiang to obey the way of heaven since he was a child, but the person who is about to die is her only relative in the world, Rao is that she has been mentally prepared, and she still feels uncomfortable and sad, and she is full of anger on weekdays. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

If Luan Jiang can take that step, maybe he will be able to cross the tribulation and soar and extend his life again.

Luan Jiang sighed, "Since the battle of the heavens tens of thousands of years ago, the passage to ascend to the immortal realm has disappeared, and since then, how many amazing and talented people have appeared in the Cangming realm, but who has succeeded in ascending? ”

Zhongsun Yuan was discouraged, as an orthodox sword cultivator, she naturally knew how difficult the path of sword cultivation was, and if she could cultivate to the height of Luan Jiang, she would already be able to defeat the invincible opponents in the Cangming Realm, even if he took that step, he might have to fall under the Ascension Thunder Tribulation.

"Fool, everything is prosperous and orderly, this is the way of heaven, and it cannot be easily disobeyed. He has been a teacher for more than 2,500 years now, which is long enough compared to mortals who have lived no more than 100 years. Too greedy, too obsessive, easy to have demons. You are also a cultivator, look at the point. ”

Luan Jiang's personality is extremely transparent, and he looks at life and death quite indifferently, and the only thing he can't rest assured about is probably this apprentice.

Fortunately, his enemies were all boiled to death by him, otherwise, if he fell and sat down, what would happen to those enemies who counted the old accounts on the heads of their apprentices? Even so, Luan Jiang was still worried. Jian Zun has the responsibility of guarding the sect, although the apprentice's talent is high, but the cultivation time is still shallow, if there is no one in charge, she can only rely on herself if she encounters any difficulties and obstacles in the future.

"But I can't bear you—"

Zhongsun Yuan gritted his teeth in frustration, watching the vitality in Shizun's body weaken day by day, not only torturing Luan Jiang but also torturing her.

Luan Jiang was dumbfounded.

When the master left, he also felt reluctant, but time will dilute everything, and the sadness will pass for a while.

"Thirteen Niang is such an old person, and she is still petty. Can the master accompany you for a while, and can he accompany you for a lifetime?" Luan Jiang shook his head disapprovingly, and said to her, "There is no feast in the world, and when it is time to separate, it is useless to separate. ”

In the end, it was the worry of the apprentice that prevailed.

After he fell, there was no one left to protect her.

Luan Jiang didn't have much savings in his life, and he was so poor that he had a clean sleeve, but he felt that he could leave the last gift for his apprentice.

He used the ancient secret technique to give her all the spiritual power he had cultivated all his life.

Just as the master of the year passed on his lifelong cultivation to Luan Jiang, Luan Jiang also did the same and passed it on to his apprentices.

Suddenly, he felt that he could understand Shizun's hard work back then.

The cultivation is scattered, and the green silk is replaced by white hair overnight.

He couldn't see what he looked like, and naturally he didn't care if his hair was black or white.

Seven days later, he felt like he had run out of oil and had little time left.

The heart is panicked, and the long-lost emotions spread to the heart.

He always felt as if he had forgotten something very important, and after thinking about it, he summoned Zhongsun Yuan to the bed.

Maybe I forgot to confess my last words......

"The first thing is that the teacher is loyal to the sword and sincere to the sword all his life, but the road is hopeless, and the apprentice has to complete the will of the teacher and reach the peak. ”

Even though she knew that the chances of her apprentice ascending were slim, it was better to have a goal than for her to wallow in the grief of losing a loved one.

"Remember. ”

Hearing the apprentice's respectful answer in his ears, Luan Jiang only felt that something was about to break out of the ground, and his heart was pounding.

"The second thing is that the teacher has never married a wife in his life...... Kenshin doesn't count...... Although I don't feel lonely, I can't bear you to be like this. If you are lucky enough to meet someone you like, don't miss it, so that you can rest assured as a teacher......"

The place of stepping on Sword Peak is covered with snow all year round, and it is so cold that it is not like words.

No matter how fresh a person lives here for a long time, it will become as cold as ice.

Luan Jiang would rather his apprentice be more cheerful and brighter...... Perhaps, with a close friend with her, the situation will be much better.

“…… The third thing is that the sword cultivation of the Sword Peak is difficult to maintain, and the teacher knows that it is difficult and dangerous, but it is just ...... In the end, it is a Taoist system that has been inherited for many years, and it is a pity to break the inheritance. If you meet a destined apprentice, you will accept it......"

After all, it is the only orthodox sword cultivation vein left in the Cangming realm, and it is a pity to break the inheritance.

Luan Jiang's master, before he died, still thought about this, and Luan Jiang naturally didn't want to go against the last wish of the deceased teacher.

Zhong Sun Yuan's voice choked slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Remember-"

"Fourth thing......" Luan Jiang's lips fluttered, a strong external force was hooking his soul, and it was extremely difficult to even speak, he held back his breath and raised his hand with great effort, Zhong Sun Yuan borrowed his hand with both hands in a panic and held it firmly.

"Fourth ......" Luan Jiang used his last strength and showed a slightly relieved smile, "There are apprentices like you in your life as a teacher, and you are fortunate in three lives." ”

He wanted to say a fifth thing, but time was running out.

Countless images flashed through his mind, and huge memories opened the floodgates and gushed out.

It seems like a long time, but it is actually only a moment.

A gentle smile flashed across his always cold face, as if it could melt ice and snow.

Thirteen Niang...... Zhongsun Yuan...... Jun Yuan...... I see!

He is not Luan Jiang, or rather, not only Luan Jiang, but also Jiang Ruan.

Push it further, he is the powerful saint of the Sunset Palace!

The apprentice he accepted turned out to be Zhongsun Yuan, who had been happy for many years?

They turned out to be the same person!

A large number of memories poured into his mind, and Luan Jiang's heart was relieved.

Fortunately, his apprentice, his thirteen mothers, are still alive and well.

In the first few reincarnations, "Luan Jiang" was just a cold sword cultivator, and he was unhurried to accept apprentices, and it was precisely because of this that he was one step late, and the middle grandson Thirteen Niang, who was supposed to be his apprentice, was bought by that man with eggs and a bowl of rice, and died tragically.

As a last resort, Luan Jiang had to take advantage of the loopholes of the laws of the Heavenly Dao to lurk in his previous life, that is, around Jiang Ruan, not only to ensure the smooth progress of the plan to annihilate the Heavenly Brain and distort the established destiny, but also to protect Zhongsun Yuan.

Thankfully, everything is fine now.

As a smuggled soul of another world, Luan Jiang's soul is naturally not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao here, but this is no longer important to him.

Raising his hand, he looked at a halo of light that appeared in his palm, and the shadows in it were fluttering with blue points of light.

As the reincarnation of the reincarnation of the Holy Monarch, Luan Jiang was born with a divine soul, and a single thought can shuttle through the entire Cangming Realm.

For him, the greatest difficulty is not to find the source of the chaos, but to recover his memory.

The Heavenly Dao of each world is slightly different, but their principles are the same, and they are not allowed to forcibly destroy the development of their own world by external forces. The stronger the person, the stronger the repression. After several reincarnations, Luan Jiang did not recover the memory of his previous life until he went to bed at the end of his life, so naturally he had no way to find the "original power to set things right", and now, he made many preparations, and finally awakened his memory at the last moment.

"It's time to go. ”

Luan Jiang noticed that the Heavenly Dao was searching for his whereabouts here, and his eyebrows frowned, and he walked up with thirty-six plans.