At this time, the land god had not dissipated his body, and looked at Zhao Wuxian with a smile, and the power that entered Zhao Wuxian's body was naturally his masterpiece. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info In just an instant, Zhao Wuxian felt that the injuries in his body were completely healed, not even the slightest dark wound left before, and the spiritual power in his body was like a surging river and waves, reaching his peak state, and he even felt a little full.

In an instant, Zhao Wuxian understood what was going on, it was the land god who helped him with the help of the power of the temple and washed the meridian bone marrow. The spiritual power of the land god itself is not strong, and the power of its own divinity is not something that Zhao Wuxian can withstand now, but the land god has some connection with the temple by virtue of the slightest connection with his predecessor, and can control the temple to a certain extent.

Of course, there's only so much power to control the temple. So Zhao Wuxian guessed.

"Thank you, senior!" Zhao Wuxian stood up and saluted.

The land god shook his head and said: "It should be me who should say thank you, you helped me accept the long-cherished wish of my predecessor, and it is also the end of a period of cause and effect, suppression of evil spirits, and the cause and effect of my own self, although it is not complete, but it should be me who is grateful!" “

"There's not much I can give you right now, but I'm sure we'll meet again in the future!"

Zhao Wuxian was taken aback, and then he realized again, only to hear the land god say again: "Since I have let go of my hands and feet now, then I don't want to waste the inheritance left by my predecessor, I will try my best to repair the temple, strengthen myself, and do something useful!"

"Something useful?" Zhao Wuxian asked.

"You'll find out one day!" The land god turned, and his figure gradually dissipated into the sitting figure.

Zhao Wuxian looked at the land god who entered, knowing that he should also leave, and after contemplating for a moment, what in front of him became blurred, and a flower in front of him was already in the Yellowstone Valley.

Zhao Wuxian looked at the hillock in front of him and sighed in his heart. Who knew that it was this little hill that hid the secret of the land god? He was stunned for a moment, and then felt the ground shake suddenly, and the entire hill became flat in an instant. Zhao Wuxian's heart was flooded with countless thoughts.

Will we see you again?

A black jade seal appeared in Zhao Wuxian's hand, it was the Jizo King Seal, and the black mist inside was constantly surging. Zhao Wuxian pondered for a moment, remembering that charitable face, fighting for the creatures of heaven and earth.

Immortals are not immortals, heaven is not heaven, and the cage of heaven and earth needs to be broken.

The funeral word covered his face, and the unyielding figure carved a lot of imprint in Zhao Wuxian's heart.

Zhao Wuxian actually wouldn't be so gullible to others, the soul born of the body of this land god, he only felt a piece of purity. But Zhao Wuxian wouldn't believe him so easily after all, but it was that unyielding figure and similar face that made Zhao Wuxian choose to believe it.

Goodbye, maybe!

Zhao Wuxian put away the jade seal, put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, and rose up with his sword.

When he reached the edge of the valley, Zhao Wuxian stopped, took out a piece of the rhizome of the Heavenly Xuan Purple Star Grass from the storage bag, and with a slight move in his hand, a puff of green smoke floated out of the rhizome, and the green smoke converged to form a human figure, which was Na Mo Han.

Mo Han's eyes were complicated, Zhao Wuxian was able to let him out to prove that his exploration was over, no matter what, it must have been quite rewarding, but he only left a trace of remnant soul.

Zhao Wuxian didn't care so much, looked at Mo Han and groaned for a moment, and said, "I saw your role, then my promise should also be given to you, you can go!" ”

Mo Han said: "Give me my storage bag!" ”

Zhao Wuxian glanced at Mo Han in surprise, after killing Qianwu Zhenren and Yinfeng Zhenren, those storage bags were naturally all put away, but this Mo Han still had the heart to store bags at this time? But after thinking about it, I understood a little more in my heart. With his remnant soul, he will definitely not be able to go back, and this time is naturally a call for people.

"I have a communication spirit treasure in my storage bag that connects with the sect, and I have a remnant soul body, and I must use the power of the sect to go back!" Mo Han explained.

Zhao Wuxian nodded, didn't speak, took out a storage bag and rummaged through it, and took out a wooden card with a magic word on it. He gave it to Mo Han, of course, it was impossible for him to return the contents of the storage bag. Zhao Wuxian asked himself how there was a reason to return the things he had taken. However, when he saw the words on the wooden card, his heart moved again, and he asked, "Are you from Demon Spirit Valley?" “

Mo Han raised his head and said, "You also know the Demon Spirit Valley, what sect are you from?" I see that you are young and have already reached the cultivation of the body foundation, so you should also be from a major sect! “

Zhao Wuxian immediately thought of the top of the mountain, a three-hut, a pond, and a small slope on the top of the mountain, and his mind couldn't help but be involved, Qingyunzi's seriousness and humor were relaxed, and the ancestor's unsmiling smile hooked up a trace of a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said: "I am a person who returns to the sect!" “

Mo Han took the wooden card and communicated the power of his remnant soul to the wooden card, and a glimmer of light had begun to be released on the wooden card.

Hearing Zhao Wuxian's words, he was surprised: "Returning to the sect? I haven't heard of it, is it the Guiyuan Sect? “

"Guiyuan Sect? What Guiyuan Sect? Zhao Wuxian was stunned for a moment and returned to his senses.

"It seems that you are not a member of the Guiyuan Sect, so I will say, how can the Guiyuan Sect cultivate a disciple like you!" Mo Han said with a sense of disdain, and then continued: "I haven't heard of Guizong yet! “

Zhao Wuxian also ignored it, the light of the wooden sign in front of Mo Han was getting stronger and stronger, and Mo Han said with a pale face: "Then say goodbye, I look forward to our next meeting!" I believe that people like you will never be buried, even though I have not heard of that conversion! “

The light shrouded, and Mo Han was about to disappear, but Zhao Wuxian suddenly said, "Shen Liluo of the Demon Spirit Valley is okay!" “

"Huh?" With a flash of light, Mo Han disappeared into the air with a surprised expression.

However, Zhao Wuxian didn't plan to get back, otherwise he wouldn't have asked suddenly, the reason why he asked was just that he suddenly had a hint of banter, what would happen if Shen Liluo knew?

Shaking his head, he put aside the infinite thoughts in his mind, looked at the west, his eyes were slightly condensed, and the long sword crossed the sky with a blue and red aura, disappearing at the end of the sky.

The strong wind is blowing, the face looks much more mature, the slightest childishness can no longer be seen, the color of perseverance flashed in his eyes, the robe on Zhao Wuxian's body has been nearly changed, the previous one is close to being broken, after Zhao Wuxian sent Mo Han away, he changed into a white robe, leaned back to his hands, looked ahead, and there was no longer the slightest distraction in his heart, but a trace of nervousness.

"After two years, I'm back!"

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