"Don't speak!"
Ning Tian's expression was somewhat serious as he glared at Bai Liu. His fierce look immediately made Bai Liu feel wronged and confused. What happened to your kindness, Fellow Daoist Ning? This is not kind at all!
"oh(.﹏.)"
When Ning Tian released Bai Liu, Bai Liu let out a soft "oh".
“No wonder the Lord of Death wouldn’t let you come out of the Black Soil Dead Mountain.” Seeing that Bai Liu was silent, Ning Tian breathed a sigh of relief, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. At this moment, he suddenly understood why the Lord of Death wouldn’t let Bai Liu come out.
Aside from the fact that the Lord of Death might be a lily...
More importantly…
He took a deep breath, his gaze coldly fixed on the white-haired old man floating in the air before him, and said indifferently, "Old Daoist, you should know that Bai Liu is now a soul. Besides death energy, she also has an obsession that has allowed her to survive until now, right?"
This moment.
Ning Tian finally understood.
Bai Liu was originally a soul, parasitizing within the Death Bell. The only reason she has survived to this day, besides the death aura of the Lord of Death, is her obsession!
If saying thank you to the God of Reincarnation is an obsession, then saying it means the obsession will dissipate. And if the obsession dissipates but is not in the Black Soil Dead Mountain, then there is only one fate for Bai Liu!
That is…
His soul has vanished, and Bai Liu will never return to this world.
"Hmm..."
The God of Reincarnation was silent for a moment, then waved his hand, and Bai Liu lost the gleam in his eyes. After doing all this, he looked at Ning Tian and said, "I just want this child to be freed as soon as possible... to be reincarnated sooner."
"relief?"
Ning Tian frowned as he looked at the God of Reincarnation.
"Um."
"I always thought that Bai Liu was created by me, but that's not true... She was just a little girl I met during a time of war when I was traveling in the human world. However, when I met her, she was already on her deathbed."
"but…"
“I saw in that child’s eyes a longing for life, a longing that even some cultivators have never had.”
“At that moment, I gained a new understanding of reincarnation from her.”
"So, unable to bear seeing her die like this, I merged the child's soul into the Death Bell. Unexpectedly, her talent was so strong that she became the spirit of the Death Bell, and her strength reached the level of a demigod."
The God of Reincarnation looked at Bai Liu and sighed softly.
"Then why did you bear to watch her dissipate just now?"
Ning Tian looked at the God of Reincarnation with a puzzled expression.
"This child was just an ordinary mortal at first, but because he met me, he has lived for millions of years... During the cycle of reincarnation, I have witnessed the life and death of many people... Some have lived for millions of years but are depressed, while others have lived for decades but have no regrets."
“I often think, is liberation… something this child should have?”
The God of Reincarnation said in a deep voice.
"No…"
"You're dreaming."
Ning Tian rolled his eyes at the God of Reincarnation and said indifferently, "Although you saved Bai Liu's life, her future path is not up to you, just like a cultivator's life."
"Although he was born of his parents, the choice of whether to become a sword cultivator, a saber cultivator, or something else should be his own."
"Although you started Bai Liu's life, the choices should remain with her."
"This girl is incredibly naive. She probably doesn't realize what consequences a simple thank you could bring her, but... she still simply wants to say thank you to you, understand?"
"..."
Upon hearing this...
The God of Reincarnation remained silent, his brows furrowed.
Ning Tian circulated his spiritual energy, cautiously on guard. What if this old man became enraged and attacked him? Although he could clearly sense that the aura of the Reincarnation God was extremely weak...
However, it's still best to be cautious.
"Ha ha."
"The Celestial Body truly lives up to its reputation."
At this moment, the God of Reincarnation laughed heartily, his eyes filled with a strange meaning as he looked at Ning Tian. Ning Tian felt a chill run down his spine. Could this old man have some kind of perverse fetish?
"Alright, perhaps what you said makes some sense."
With a wave of his hand, the gleam in Bai Liu's eyes returned.
The girl, clutching the Death Bell, looked utterly bewildered: "What just happened? (???)"
However, Ning Tian and the God of Reincarnation were chatting and laughing and had no time to pay attention to her.
"Hmm..."
Bai Liu paused for a moment, then hugged the Death Bell, squatted in the corner, and began the familiar process.
"Draw circles... circles..."
"I curse you, Fellow Daoist Ning (╬▔＾▔)."
Seeing this, Ning Tian curled his lip and said, "Why only curse me?"
"Fellow Daoist, did you teach her this skill?"
"no…"
"Could it be the Lord of Death?"
"So, Death, that old friend, has this kind of quirk?" The God of Reincarnation stroked his beard, somewhat puzzled.
Meanwhile, Bai Liu painted even faster.
After a while, Ning Tian finally managed to trick the old man into revealing some information. It turned out that during the battle, he was seriously injured and the only way to survive was to start another cycle of reincarnation.
He entrusted Bai Liu to the Lord of Death.
"Speaking of which, old man Dao..."
Ning Tian seemed to have thought of something and looked at the God of Reincarnation.
"What brings you here, fellow Daoist?"
The God of Reincarnation looked at Ning Tian.
"Oh, your daughter said you're dead," Ning Tian said with a "oh."
"..."
The God of Reincarnation's lips twitched as he looked at Bai Liu beside him.
Bai Liu hugged the Death Bell, humming a little tune, and silently hid in the corner, giving off an expression that said, "I know nothing."
"And this girl said that if I bring her here, I can inherit your legacy..."
Ning Tian's voice rang out again.
Bai Liu, clutching the Death Bell, hid in a corner, humming a little tune even louder: "Shh...shh..."
"So, how about you fake your death, old man, and we go through the motions so I can steal... no, I mean inherit all your legacy, and then you can reappear, how about that?"
Ning Tian looked at the God of Reincarnation with a smile.
"Let's go through... a procedure..."
Several black lines appeared on the forehead of the God of Reincarnation.
Although Bai Liu is not his daughter, this time... he truly experienced what it felt like to be betrayed by his own daughter.
Ning Tian kept nagging from the side, "No way, no way, he's become a god and he still doesn't keep his word?" The God of Reincarnation's lips twitched as he listened.
Why do I feel that this fellow Daoist with the Heavenly God Body is so shameless?
"cough…"
"Fellow Daoist is the most shameless of the few Celestial Bodies I have ever seen."
The God of Reincarnation spoke silently.
"Really? That's pretty good. At least you're ahead at the starting line." Ning Tian smiled. Why does this Reincarnation God always praise him? Are all the people in the God Realm so sweet-talking?
God of Reincarnation: "...?"
"Never mind."
He sighed and looked at Ning Tian: "Then what does this fellow Daoist want?"
"Well..."
“I’m not a child anymore, so I naturally understand that greed is wrong.”
Ning Tian's voice rang out, which made the God of Reincarnation nod in satisfaction, but Ning Tian's next words left him speechless.
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