Lin Feng's eyes were filled with tears, and he felt extremely guilty as he watched Shizun burn a thousand-year-old life for himself.

"This cultivation, you must ask for it!"

The man in white said coldly.

"I ......"

Lin Feng's gaze changed, and from the eyes of the man in white, he did not see kindness, but indifference.

Shizun did not hesitate to give up Shouyuan cultivation for himself, why is he still so indifferent to himself?

Lin Feng doesn't understand!

The man in white had a pale face, and spoke: "You have stepped into the realm of divine thoughts, go to practice, and if you encounter a bottleneck again, I will help you!"

"Yes, Master!"

Lin Feng didn't understand, but he didn't ask again, and then walked out of the house.

"Master, is this too cruel to Lin Feng?"

In the bronze mirror, a voice came out.

"Cruel? I raised him for 20 years, let him experience all kinds of life, and now I pass on his supernatural powers to help him practice, am I cruel?"

The man in white spoke.

"But, master, ......"

"You pity him? When you brought him back, he was already dying, I saved him, he has lived until now, I gave him, he has gotten a lot, my own son, I have only taken care of him for sixteen years, compared with my son, is he pitiful?"

The man in white spoke, thinking of his son, and a look of self-blame appeared in his eyes.

The bronze mirror was silent, he learned from the mouth of the man in white that his son, who was born with a heavenly body, suffered from illness every day, and endured endless pain in the sixteen years of his life, compared to him, Lin Feng was really too lucky.

Lin Feng walked out of the Sect Master Pavilion and sat cross-legged on the side of the top of the Heavenly Soul Tree.

"Master, you have paid so much for me, I will not let you down!"

Lin Feng's eyes were full of persistence, and he began to practice.

In the following years, Lin Feng became the most favored disciple of the man in white, and he followed the Heavenly Soul Ancestor to practice on the Heavenly Soul Tree every day, envious of others.

However, everyone didn't dare to have an opinion, this was the preference of the man in white for Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's qualifications are really poor.

Everyone didn't know that for Lin Feng's cultivation, the man in white had been burning his longevity and cultivation.

And so it went by 500 years.

The seven disciples of the man in white, and the other six have all stepped into the incarnation realm.

And Lin Feng is still in the Great Perfection of the Yuan Shen.

The man in white is even older.

He looked at Lin Feng in front of him, full of disappointment: "It cost me more than 20,000 years of life, thousands of years of cultivation, and it only allowed you to break through to the Yuan Shen Realm......

"Master, disciple is useless......"

Lin Feng's eyes were full of incomparably self-reproachful.

He has been practicing hard, he has practiced desperately, but his innate soul has atrophied, and he can't change it.

"That's it......"

The man in white didn't blame, and then asked, "The three major supernatural powers, all the cultivation methods, and the earth yin ghost bead refining method, have you all memorized them?"

"Master, the disciple has taken it to heart!"

Lin Feng nodded, but his heart was bitter, his innate soul atrophied, and his ability to control the soul was extremely poor, and he couldn't practice these three major supernatural powers.

But for some reason, the master still told him all the cultivation methods, and he wanted to memorize them all.

"Remember, don't forget, no matter what time it is, you can't forget!"

The man in white spoke.

"Yes, Master!"

Lin Feng spoke.

The man in white spoke: "Come, I'll help you practice!"

"Master, I don't want to practice anymore, if you continue like this, you won't live long, and the disciples don't want to practice anymore!"

Tears flowed in Lin Feng's eyes.

"You, you must practice, if you still listen to me, practice hard, use your best!"

The man in white spoke, holding down Lin Feng's head.

Shou Yuan, Xiuwei, is burning.

5,000 years of longevity and 1,000 years of cultivation burned out in an instant.

"Ahh

Lin Feng let out a low snort.

His cultivation finally broke through and reached the first incarnation realm!

"Take this Earth Yin Ghost Bead!"

The man in white opened his mouth and took out the Earth Yin Ghost Bead.

This thing is actually the Earth Yin Ghost Pill he refined when he entered the WTO, but the name of the pill is easy to guess, if it is renamed the Earth Yin Ghost Bead.

Seeing the situation, Lin Feng spoke: "Master, you know that I can't condense the Yin Ghost General, I ......"

Lin Feng was extremely poor in the cultivation qualifications of the three major divine powers, even if the Earth Yin Ghost Bead was given to him, he would not be able to refine the ghost general.

But all this was only known to the man in white and Lin Feng.

Outsiders didn't know about Lin Feng's innate soul atrophy at all.

"You put away this bead, even if you can't use it now, you have to put it away!"

The man in white spoke.

"Yes, Master!"

Lin Feng nodded.

His qualifications are so poor, and his master will be so valuable, and the things that other senior brothers want are given to him, Lin Feng was moved in his heart.

"Go ahead and practice hard!"

The man in white spoke.

"Yes, Master!"

Lin Feng immediately walked out.

After Lin Feng left, the man in white couldn't help but say to himself: "My Feng'er, when will you come to the Soul Returning to Lin, I'm afraid my father won't be able to wait for you for long......"

"Today, it's the first day of July again......"

The man in white looked out the window, his gaze changed slightly.

At this moment, he felt so lonely.

This world does not belong to him, he is just an outsider, even if he becomes the ancestor of the Heavenly Soul Sect, it is the same.

He misses his wife, he misses his son.

Perhaps, at this time, it is too difficult for a person to bear this loneliness.

The man in white flew into the sky and flew towards the Valley of Ten Thousand Ghosts.

Today's Valley of Ten Thousand Ghosts has been ruled by Qing Shui, and Qing Shui is the king of ghosts.

The man in white flew into the core area and came to the island.

Before the man in white could speak, Qing Shui rushed out of the small thatched hut, and his face was full of excitement and said, "Engong, you're here!"

"Engong, your longevity, your cultivation is ......"

But immediately, Qing Shui's complexion changed, and she could feel that the man in white would not live long.

He couldn't imagine how a character like the man in white could suddenly pass so much longevity.

"Do you have any fish here?"

The man in white spoke.

"Ahh

Shimizu wondered.

Then, the man in white made a dish.

This dish Shimizu has seen, in the secular times, very common sweet and sour fish.

"I didn't expect Engong to make fish for me to eat with his own hands, I'll taste it first!"

Qing Shui opened his mouth, directly sandwiched a piece of fish meat, and put it in his mouth, but then he spit it out: "It's so salty......"

"That was the first time she cooked for me, and she had never cooked, and she mistook salt for sugar!"

The man in white spoke, holding the fish meat into his mouth with chopsticks, and his eyes were shining.

"She'......"

Qing Shui felt a pain in her heart, it was the first time she had seen Engong like this......

(End of chapter)

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