Sang Luo listened and was silent for a long time, she looked up at Yuheng Daozu and asked him,

"If you knew early on that the existence of Ambiguous Ming would cause that disaster, would you still bring Ambiguous Ming back to Xuanyuan Sect?"

The common people, protect the people, and compassion for the world, she understands.

If it is for the sake of the common people, it is calculated as early as today, then it is correct to completely kill him in Weishi.

Yu Heng shook his head and said,

"I don't know."

As he spoke, he looked at Sang Luo, and his voice was very soft,

"But there's one thing, I'm doing it right."

Sang Luo paused for a moment when he listened,

"What's the matter?"

Yu Heng had a faint smile on his face,

"At that time, I calculated that Chu Yanshu would become a demon, destroy the heavens and the earth, and put the Fourteen Continents in darkness for thousands of years. But I didn't kill him, but chose to use the power of Da Tsubaki to pass on my Dao will to him. ”

And in the end, Chu Yanshu did not become a demon.

Together with Sang Luo, he saved the Fourteen Continents of Cangwu and blessed the people of this world.

even risked his own life to destroy the demon god and demon bones, eliminating all possibilities of his resurrection.

At least he did the right thing.

The breeze blows slowly, and the moonflower that blows all over the tree swayes slightly, exuding a shallow fragrance.

Heaven and earth are natural, and there is a way for the common people.

There is no reason to erase a person who is trying to live, even if it is a so-called personality and prophecy.

Sang Luo looked at the little boy under the tree and said softly,

"The road of exile is about to open, I will take Zhang Jianting and Song Qingyun to the Northern Immortal Domain to find Chu Yanshu, Master, are you really going to stay here?"

She knew that he had a heart in mind.

For him, every grass and tree is a common life.

What's more, the people of the Chaos Clan, who have been exiled and struggling in this Sea of Chaos for hundreds of thousands of years.

The number of destiny is not a reason to erase one person, nor is it a reason to suppress a group of people.

Yuheng's head,

"Yes, I will stay here, but one day, when you become the Immortal King and the battle of the heavens begins, I will go to you."

What he wants to do is that all living beings are equal, and there is no more oppression in the world.

Sang Luo was silent for a long time, and finally bowed his head,

"Okay, I'll wait for that day."

After speaking, she appeared in the small courtyard with steps.

Her sudden appearance stunned the little boy who was drinking porridge not far away.

"You're back?"

He hurriedly put down the porridge bowl in his hand and stood up crampedly.

The two rented the house for three months, but really only lived there for one day.

For three months, he didn't dare to rent the house to anyone else.

But at this time, I didn't dare to ask them to renew the lease of the spirit stone.

Thinking of what happened a few days ago, the little boy lowered his eyes, and the immortals were not very reasonable.

The moon saw the wind shadows under the trees, and the lush branches and leaves rustled by the wind.

The little boy finally mustered up the courage to speak,

"Do you want to renew your lease?"

Sang Luo looked at the cramped little boy, shook his head, and asked him,

"Do you want to cultivate immortals?"

When this sentence was asked, the little boy was obviously stunned for a moment.

Cultivating immortals?

I must have thought so.

He was born as a person, his cultivation is too low, and his spiritual power is too weak, so he is at the mercy of others.

If it had become stronger, it wouldn't have been like this.

He looked at Sang Luo, his eyelashes fluttered a few times, and said,

"Yes. I want to cultivate immortals. ”

With a smile on his face, Sang Luo said,

"Worship me as a teacher, and I will take you to cultivate immortals."

The moon saw the flowers and leaves falling sporadically with the wind, and the little boy fell white petals.

He looked at Sangluo, and the girl Tsing Yi not far away was picturesque and ethereal like a fairy.

She doesn't look very old, but the aura around her body is unpredictable, and he knows that she is very strong.

So the little boy knelt down and kowtowed three times to Sang Luo,

"I would like to worship Xianzun as a teacher, and ask Xianzun to teach me to cultivate immortals."

The second more ~

In fact, accepting disciples is also another kind of enlightenment~