Yunchen sat on the back of the fierce beast transformed by the spirit of resentment, silently breathing the wounds in the depths of the source.

Outside the forbidden area of the Soul Tower is the sphere of influence of the White Bone Cave, and along the way, they have encountered the soul cultivators of the White Bone Cave several times in a row. The strength of those soul cultivators was not very good, and they were all devoured alive by the resentful spirits.

The people of the White Bone Cave were busy searching for Yunchen, although the people who met Yunchen's group did not have a chance to pass the news back, however, the continuous loss of contact with people had already aroused the vigilance of the higher-level people in the White Bone Cave.

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"Sooner or later, we will have to be exposed, and it is inconvenient to bring so many people. Yunchen looked at the dozens of soul cultivators around Mao Songning, these people were all Mao Songning's spiritual enlightenment, their qualifications were good, and they were worth cultivating, but it was really inappropriate to bring so many people in this situation now.

Mao Songning heard that Yunchen had the intention of abandoning those soul cultivators, and he was anxious all of a sudden, these were all his treasures. Medium and high-grade qualifications, but there are some soul cultivators who have the potential to cultivate to the ancient soul level, how can they give up easily.

"My lord, in time, they are all your help, and you can't give up on them unless you have to. ”

"It's not that you don't know the current situation. Yunchen said lightly. Those soul cultivators have potential, but what does the potential represent? Do they really have a chance to grow up and grow up completely? Taking them with them now is purely a drag.

After dozens of souls cultivated through Mao Songning's enlightenment, their spiritual wisdom had been opened, and seeing that Yunchen had the intention of abandoning them, they didn't dare to say anything, and looked at Mao Songning with pleading one by one.

Mao Songning touched those gazes, and his heart softened. These soul cultivators who have been enlightened by him are all called by him as masters. Although they haven't been with each other for a long time, they can't say how much affection they really have, but how can they bear to let them go?

Mao Songning struggled for a moment, knelt down, and said, "My lord, since they call me Master, I have to take the responsibility of this Master, please fulfill it!"

Yunchen looked at Mao Songning calmly, and after a few breaths, he didn't turn his head and drove the resentful spirit to continue forward, leaving a sentence: "If the people of the Sando Ancestor chase after them, I can't take care of them." ”

Mao Songning was stunned for a moment, and then rejoiced, Yunchen finally didn't insist on leaving behind his dozens of precious apprentices, "My lord, don't worry, they won't drag you down!"

This book was first published in the King of Books