Mysterious Saint!
Even Hua Rong didn't know why she suddenly uttered those two words.
However, after she uttered those two words, the white-haired man in front of her chuckled softly, "Even though you've lost your memory, you still remember me. Isn't that an honor for me, Goddess?"
Upon hearing this, Hua Rong frowned, but her mind went blank; she had no memory of this world at all.
"Indeed, I seem to have forgotten about you, so can you tell me what's going on?"
Xuan Sheng reached out his hand to Hua Rong. His hand was long and slender, like a work of art. Hua Rong reached out his hand and in the next moment he was already standing in the air, only one step away from Xuan Sheng.
Looking down, she saw that her hand was on his.
“Since the goddess wants to know, then come with me to the Xuanming Realm. I invited the goddess to visit there before, but she never agreed. I never thought that after ten thousand years, I would be able to visit her again.” His voice was wistful. After saying this, he pulled Hua Rong into the ancient, weathered gate.
Hua Rong paused for a moment and said, "Since you can do this, you must be very capable. The people of the Su clan saved me. Can you perform a miracle to help them?"
Xuan Sheng said, "As the goddess wishes."
Hua Rong felt that Xuan Sheng's attitude towards her was very strange. It was not exactly respect, because there was no particular respect in his eyes. Instead, it was more like the familiarity between friends.
As for disrespect, he doesn't seem to refuse any of her requests.
Hua Rong then tentatively asked, "Could you take my two friends with you to the Xuanming Realm?"
"Of course." After saying this, Hu Die and Bile, who were still in a daze, also took off. The next moment, the four of them disappeared above the Su clan's territory.
As they disappeared, golden light shone down from the sky, falling on the bodies of every member of the Su clan.
Instantly, all the hidden injuries in their bodies were healed, and the golden power continued to cleanse their bodies, allowing them to unleash their potential in the shortest amount of time.
Over time, the Su clan will surely possess enough power to survive in this wilderness, and perhaps even cross the wilderness to reach the cities on the other side.
The witch doctor, in particular, suddenly became much more robust, as if he had become twenty years younger.
Everyone knelt down and prayed to the heavens: "Thank you, Goddess! Thank you, Goddess!"
They were sincere. These people, who seemed to live in a primitive era, were the most devout believers in God. And indeed, God exists in this world. They prayed to God with the most sincere hearts, and then struggled to survive in this world with a tenacious spirit.
It must be said that the spirit of people in this era is fundamentally different from that of those who indulge in pleasure in later eras.
This is something that the elders should desire, but whether they are willing to change for it is another matter.
For example, they ignored body-refining techniques from the very beginning.
They thought this was a technique practiced only by barbarians in the wilderness, because it would change their slender or elongated figures.
They didn't realize that this was the key to the ancient legends they had been longing for.
When Hua Rong opened her eyes again, she found herself in a magnificent palace. Everything in the palace was white, just like the man's hair and his white robe.
There were only the two of them there, and Hua Rong didn't ask where Hu Die and Biller were. She believed that the man in front of her wouldn't do anything to them.
Because his current strength is something even Hua Rong cannot match.
Xuan Sheng sat cross-legged on the ground, then extended his hand to Hua Rong as if inviting her.
Hua Rong sat opposite him, drank a cup of Xuan Sheng Dao tea, and enjoyed the comfort of spiritual energy flowing through his body. He said with some melancholy, "After coming to this world, I do have a sense of familiarity, but I have long forgotten that memory. Can you tell me about it?"
Xuan Sheng looked at Hua Rong and slowly said, "Goddess, there are many fragments of your soul in your body that have not been fully fused yet. Who could have injured you so badly? Let's not talk about that for now; I suppose you've forgotten."
As he spoke, a golden pill suddenly appeared in his hand. "Goddess, this pill can help you fuse all the soul fragments."
Hua Rong looked at it for a while, then took the pill and swallowed it. He felt as if he was about to ascend to heaven.
That wonderful feeling flowed through her limbs and bones, causing her to moan softly.
Xuan Sheng, sitting opposite him, blushed upon hearing her voice.
He lowered his head to look at the teacup as if to hide his embarrassment, no longer looking at Hua Rong's beautiful face.
He also felt a sense of loss. No one had expected that the great battle would have such consequences, causing these people to awaken from the chaos and for the goddess to disappear.
Everyone went mad, entering the cycle of reincarnation, traversing the distance of time, in an attempt to find her.
He was the only one waiting here.
Unexpectedly, he finally saw her again.
So what exactly did she go through all these years? Xuan Sheng really wanted to know.
During that great battle, he was in seclusion, and it was this person in front of him who protected it with his magic weapon.
When he emerged from seclusion, he found that the world had changed, and everything was different.
He is now the only Great Sage left in the Xuanming Realm.
He raised his head again, staring blankly at Hua Rong, whose eyes were closed and whose cheeks were flushed, as if trying to find his memories of the past through that face.
At that time, all seventy-two great saints were gathered around her, enjoying the sacred fruits of heaven and earth and exchanging cultivation experiences.
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