"If you can't follow your heart, if you can't sympathize with the suffering of all peoples, what is the use of being powerful." There was sorrow in Qianjue's heart, but he didn't expect that he was an immortal, and he didn't even have the ability to save a person. At that time, Xiling Niancheng suffered, but he was not by her side, and now Xiling Niancheng has become a demon, and he still can't help her recover her immortal body.

"You go back, take care of the affairs here, and I'll go back to see Master." Qian Jue said, and as soon as the figure of the strange old man moved, he disappeared into the dark night, leaving Qian Jue alone to stand on the roof.

The moon was as cool as water, the stars were shining in the sky, and Qianjue had been sitting on the roof for an hour.

With a long thought, the master crossed the knot in order to help himself, but he didn't know that he was planting the world for me and couldn't resolve it

Chapter 50 of "A Thought of Mortal Dust": The Southern Xinjiang Boundary is in trouble, please wait a moment,

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