(This chapter has a lot of words, and the starting point may be divided into two pages, so please pay attention to it! I wish you book friends a happy National Day!)

Jiajun was a little distracted, looking at the burden in his hand blankly, in the blink of an eye, the soul and light and shadow moved, in front of him, it was already another world.

The breath like the abyss and the sea still hadn't dissipated in his mind for a long time, as if it was still in front of him.

It was the Xuantian Sage who blew himself up in exchange for his chance to survive, Jiajun almost didn't think about it, so he opened the package in his hand, and the moment he opened it, his whole person was almost stunned.

"Senior ......" Jiajun was a little excited and a little overwhelmed: "Why didn't I think of it, why didn't I think of these ......"

Originally, he was still wondering why he was so familiar with the old man's feelings, but the moment Jiajun saw the items in the package, he suddenly understood.

In the package were a few crystal clear, small but familiar items: Weaving Light Wings, Heavenly Ring, Ring of Infinity, and Eternal Shield. Even with another breath of the whole package to himself, Jiajun also felt the storage of the Xuantian coffin.

Xuantian Sage, this name, once again penetrated into Jiajun's heart, and in an instant, he thought of his original self.

I think that at the beginning, I found the treasure of the Xuantian Sage by mistake, so to be precise, the help of the Xuantian Sage to himself should not be underestimated!

When he was uprooted from his homeland, when he was notorious, and when he was in a catastrophe of life and death, these treasures brought life and hope to himself. Even the Xuantian blessing of the light of space is the guidance of the Xuantian sage.

But now, thinking that the Xuantian Sage had left, Jiajun's heart felt an indescribable bitterness. Is this really just the Ancestral Mission? Is this a real thing? This is the Holy Spirit Continent thousands of years ago, at the time of the First Holy Demon War?

"Fateful Mission...... Appeared in front of me in such a way......"

I don't know what suddenly came to mind, Jiajun took a deep breath, took a step and began to accelerate, and it didn't take long to reach a clearing.

There was nothing around, bare. It's very different from a millennium later. But Jiajun couldn't help but think of the first time. The scene where I came here by myself.

It is precisely because of this that Jia Jun wants to use this place as the resting place of the Xuantian Sage, perhaps only in this way can he truly do this. Maybe. This is fate......

Originally. The oath I made at the beginning. It's because of this old man, when is the time to retribution, Jiajun thought of this. I couldn't help but smile a little wryly.

"It's time to ......" Jiajun lowered his head and whispered into the package.

Inside the package, the breath floated slightly, as if he had heard Jiajun's words and reacted.

As soon as the holy force moved, a scene was suddenly opened up in front of Jiajun, with light and shadow like a wheel, quietly moving in front of Jiajun.

In the space of dozens of breaths, this breath has been frozen. It was pitch black all around, and you couldn't see anything.

Although the environment is very different, in the depths of Jiajun's heart, he feels very familiar, this is the place he came to at the beginning, and when he comes here again, Jiajun's heart suddenly has a different feeling.

If he really did what the Xuantian Sage asked, could he really get his wish, Jiajun reflected in his heart.

If this is really the case, this task of the Xuantian Sage will not have any meaning, thinking of this, Jiajun slowly opened the package and put those holy relics one by one.

The originally calm ground, but at the moment when Jiajun placed these holy objects, began to be restless, and the breath flowed slowly, accompanied by an abrupt stop, it had quietly penetrated into Jiajun's heart.

Closing his eyes, Jiajun seemed to see a sea, flowing in front of him, and when the breath was completely frozen, the incomplete picture in front of Jiajun gradually became clear.

It was a young man in white, with a thin face, his eyes fixed on him, his brows furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Jiajun saw the person in front of him, even if he was mentally prepared, he still didn't speak for a long time. Isn't this the person who met the master in the Xuantian coffin? He is the Xuantian Sage when he was young? The next moment, the white-robed monk's gaze was fixed on Jiajun's body.

"It's nice and I love it. ”

The body of the Xuantian Saint had disappeared, and all that remained of him at this moment was the projection of the divine consciousness in front of him.

Jiajun's gaze looked at him, although he was shocked, but he quickly recovered, and said with some excitement: "Senior, you ......" He knew that he couldn't call this person master now, and the sense of time and space confusion at this moment made him psychede again. It's like when I just mastered the time of the dead and met little Ruifan. But now, after being away from the twins for so long, I have long neglected this skill.

"I'm dead, and all you see is a piece of divine consciousness that I left in the Xuantian coffin. ”

People die like a lamp going out, and what those who cultivate holy power are pursuing, in addition to the strength of their body, and more importantly, they are immortal and immortal.

What other unfulfilled wishes does the Xuantian Saint have, of course Jiajun knows it, that is the ninth layer of the Demon God Sea, which is very clear since he got those few treasures.

"Why, why is this the result......" Xuantian Sage's gaze was a little distracted.

Jiajun also stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to say, he wanted to dissuade the Xuantian Sage from letting go of the hatred in his heart, but when the words came to his mouth, he found that he couldn't say it at all.

"I still failed, what a pity......"

"Senior ......"

The Xuantian Sage turned around and looked at Jiajun's eyes, and between the two breaths, an inexplicable aura appeared on the five treasures.

The confusion of light and shadow gradually descended, driving the top of the five treasures in front of him, all covered with a veil of mystery.

"Kid, do me a favor. ”

Jiajun didn't know what the Xuantian Saint wanted to do, so he hurriedly stepped forward: "Senior, please speak." ”

"Do as I say, and help me seal these relics. "The gaze of the Xuantian Sage was very firm.

Looking at the five holy relics that radiated light in front of him, Jiajun felt so familiar, sealed these, waiting for the self to open this qiē fate......

Jiajun nodded, and a breath shot into his body from the projection of the Xuantian Sage, flowing slowly, and finally completely frozen in front of him, moving with the wind.

With the continuous Dharma decision in the mouth of the Xuantian Sage himself, after a few more breaths, several holy relics were already covered with brilliance, lost their original breath, and went straight into a square box. This box is the Xuantian coffin that has saved Jiajun's life countless times.

"Thank you, child. The Xuantian Sage looked a little excited: "Thank you for being able to help me, my divine consciousness will also sleep in this box, waiting for someone destined to open it." Before I leave, I can help you fulfill a wish, whatever it is. ”

The Xuantian Sage's gaze was very sincere, and Jiajun was a little stunned.

Fulfill a wish? Anything can be wished? Jiajun's mind is full of thoughts, countless branches, intersecting and overlapping all around.

The eyes of the Xuantian Sage looked at him, as if they were waiting for something, as if they had agreed, and the eyes of the two looked at each other again.

At this time, Jiajun's eyes were full of surprise and confusion, because just now, he seemed to suddenly think of something, what he had to do this time, maybe that thing?

"Say it, kid, whatever it is, I can do it for you. The Xuantian Sage said again.

"I once promised a senior that I would avenge him. But after going through so much, I have seen through that the qiē in this world is just the reincarnation of cause and effect...... If it is a wish, I hope that senior can give up this qiē, give up these hatreds, give up my vows with him, and let me stop doing this meaningless act of revenge for him......"

"Give up hatred, give up the heart oath?" Xuantian Sage's breath moved, and he seemed to be a little overwhelmed by Jiajun's words, "Child, you are just a mortal, how can you have a heart oath to bind you?"

He never thought that Jiajun's request would be these.

"Even if you really have the heart oath to bind, it's a matter between you and that person, I'm just an outsider, I can't help you with anything......" Xuantian Sage's tone was a little hesitant.

Without caring about his doubts, Jiajun's tone at this time became firm: "Senior, I only hope you promise me, if you are that senior, if this spiritual oath restricts us, please give it up!"

The Xuantian Sage was stunned, not knowing if he really understood what Jiajun meant, but soon, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Child, my time is running out, now I need to go into a deep sleep, if this is your wish, okay, I promise you!"

A phantom light flashed, and the one in front of him disappeared.

Xuantian coffin, Xuantian saint, and those treasures. Jiajun knows that here, after a thousand years, a child who has just entered the ranks of monks will come here, and under the fateful arrangement in the underworld, he will see this qiē and get this qiē, and the long river of time will push the origin of this qiē to himself, which is his fate!

"The oath that I thought would haunt me would actually ...... in this way" The shock in Jiajun's heart was self-evident, "This is the fateful mission? What else can the Ancestor mission bring...... What kind of existence did the ancestor ......?"

The purpose of the ancestor is to kill the three stars of numerology? But he himself is the three stars of numerology, so what about this fate?

An oath was made, but at the same time, a deep sense of powerlessness entangled Jiajun and he couldn't extricate himself...... (To be continued......)