Chapter 159 [(*^▽^*)]

Chapter 159 [(*^▽^*)]

Ming Fanxing was puzzled. Why did the master look at him like that?

Is there something wrong?

He thought of the behavior of Chongming Beast just now, and always felt that something was wrong. Could it be that it was very difficult for this five-star fairy sword to sink into the sea of ​​consciousness?

Master, "Is there any problem?"

Ming Fanxing thought of Chongming Beast, but he didn't want to expose it for the time being. "Nothing, it's going well, Master..."

He shook his head, "I didn't expect... You are not only excellent in spiritual roots, but also quite intelligent in other aspects. It's me who is obsessed. It's okay..."

Then he looked at Shennong Ding.

"You have to wait until you reach the Golden Core stage to get this Shennong Ding. Only then can you take it into your Dantian and cultivate it as your life treasure."

"You are not strong enough at this moment. It depends on you when you can advance to the Golden Core stage."

Ming Fanxing suddenly had a bad feeling.

He said these words, which seemed to be nothing wrong, but in fact there was some deep meaning, as if life was about to come to an end.

"Master, what are you doing..."

"No need to say more, I have been waiting for this day."

When he said this, he looked up at the sky involuntarily, as if he was looking at a place he could never return to.

"Master...all my wishes are in that jade slip, wait for you to ascend to the fairyland..."

Ming Fanxing looked at his back looking at the sky, so desolate, and suddenly felt a little sad in his heart, "Master...was you betrayed by your lover?"

He just said it casually, but he didn't expect the other party to be really shocked.

Got it right?

Ming Fanxing was a little surprised, but didn't continue talking, he didn't know whether he should ask.

"Do you want to know?"

Ming Fanxing randomly picked a place in the hall and knelt down.

"If Master is willing, I can be your audience."

He didn't want to say it at first, but when he saw the calm expression of his new disciple, somehow, maybe because this only remaining soul was about to dissipate.

It made him want to tell something.

Anyway, he was going to die, what difference did it make whether he said it or not?

"In that case, I will just say a few words."

"Actually... it's very simple."

He seemed to be thinking of someone, "There was a person who was very obsessed with me and pursued me for a long time. He was also very powerful and had many admirers."

"At that time, I was relatively slow in feeling."

Ming Fanxing did not speak, but waited quietly.

"But even if I was slow, I am not a fool. I can still detect what I should detect."

"At that time, I just thought that if I had such a wholehearted person to accompany me in this infinite life, it might not be bad."

"But I didn't expect... the other party only set his eyes on the essence and blood in my hand."

Essence and blood?

Is it the essence and blood of Xuanyang Taiyin that I merged before?

"Yes, it is the drop of blood you are thinking of."

"This is the blood of the ancient spirit beast Xuanyang Taiyin, which was nurtured by the first strand of yang and yin when the world was first created."

"Even immortals will go crazy for it."

"He is not just one person, he also gathered some people who are in cahoots with him."

"What do you mean by handing over your blood and saving my life? It's simply a joke."

"How can your master admit defeat... How can I admit defeat! Even if I die, even if I am destroyed... They can't get what they want!"

Ming Fanxing saw that his noble immortal master was stained with hatred at this moment, as if he was an immortal from heaven falling to the mortal world.

Immortals also have love, hate, emotions, and desires.

"Master, isn't it true that only people with Yin, Yang and Five Elements spiritual roots can fuse this essence and blood? Could it be that the other party also has such spiritual roots like Master and me?"

He was immersed in hatred, and suddenly heard Ming Fanxing ask this, and was stunned for

a moment. He didn't react immediately. After he went through Ming Fanxing's question in his mind, he found that he couldn't answer it.

"No... He has only one gold spiritual root. Although he has outstanding talent, he can't refine this essence and blood."

Ming Fanxing frowned, "If that's the case, then why did he deceive Master's feelings and spend so much effort to snatch this drop of essence and blood from Master?"

He himself couldn't use it.

He just watched his immortal master thinking hard, but he couldn't figure it out. The other party had only one gold spiritual root, and even if he snatched it, he would have to put it aside.

Ming Fanxing had already thought of countless possibilities in his mind at this time. Finally, he whispered, "Master, this person who pursues you... does he have someone with the Yin, Yang and Five Elements spiritual roots by his side?"

His whisper seemed to have revealed the secret to the other party, and he suddenly understood.

"Really...really..."

Ming Fanxing frowned and asked, "Master...Isn't this person very weak, not worthy of being compared with you, and you never took him seriously?"

The Immortal Master nodded, "Yes, it is true. He is weak, and I have never looked at him seriously."

Ming Fanxing curled his lips, "Yes, maybe this person is the other person's true love."

"In order to let his true love stand by his side, he found various ways and finally found something in you."

"Pursuing you and being good to you is just to snatch this drop of blood from you and give it to the one he really loves, so that they can walk side by side and will never be looked down upon by others."

The Immortal Master looked at Ming Fanxing with wide eyes.

"You...are you telling the truth?"

He looked very shocked, as if to say, is this possible?

Ming Fanxing looked innocent, "Master, this kind of thing... is really common in the mortal world."

"Many people will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals, even selling their bodies, emotions, and even their souls, just to achieve their goals."

This master of mine really has too little experience. It is estimated that he has spent his entire life on cultivation, and at most he has encountered the problem of killing people and stealing treasures.

At this time, the immortal master kept looking through his memories. Every time the two of them were in the same scene, he recalled and observed them all carefully.

As a result... he really saw something.

The two of them exchanged glances inadvertently and in a very obscure way. What was he thinking at the time? He didn't think about anything at the time.

It was just a glance at each other, what else could it be?

The result... the result...

what I ignored is the most real.

"Okay... okay, okay!"

"It's amazing... it's really amazing!"

"Gay!"

Ming Fanxing was originally very calm, but when he heard the immortal master say the word "gay", he was stunned. In this book where the male protagonist cultivates immortality and upgrades, there is actually a gay relationship?

But he quickly calmed down. Even if there is, so what?

What does it matter? Is

n't it the same for me?

He said nothing, just quietly waiting for his immortal master to slowly calm down.

Maybe because it is so miserable now, he no longer has any spare energy to take revenge, and he gradually changed from anger and hatred to calmness and numbness.

Ming Fanxing clicked on the appraisal. This time, the appraisal did not show the description of the immortal's residual soul, but...

Name: Shuang Yubai

Gender: Male

Age: -

Constitution: -

Consciousness: 29

Talent: -

Realm: -

Ming Fanxing blinked in disbelief. Is this appraisal true? Nothing, only 29 points of consciousness.

The consciousness here should mean the strength of the soul, right?

That's right, the master only has a residual soul left until now, no wonder he didn't come to seize himself, maybe he couldn't do it, but maybe he didn't want to, and gave up completely.

You know, even if it's just an ordinary person's soul strength, it's stronger than his.

Ming Fanxing clicked on the appraisal again.

Name: Shuang Yubai

Gender: Male

Age: -

Constitution: -

Consciousness: 28

Talent: -

Realm: -

Hmm?

What happened?

This time, there are only 28 points of consciousness left?

How long has it been? It

has dropped a point in a few minutes! In other words, if he doesn't think of a solution, his immortal master will disappear on the spot.

But what should he do?

For him, it would be safer for this master to disappear completely, but he didn't have this idea in his mind at this time. He only thought about how to solve this problem.

Ming Fanxing was a little anxious and frantic.

He knew the nature of his golden finger. As long as he clicked a few more times, something different would definitely appear.

He kept clicking.

During this period, the master just floated there in silence, not saying a word, as if he was also welcoming his last moment.

Ming Fanxing's appraisal sometimes appraised the residual soul of an immortal, and sometimes appraised the strength of consciousness. Apart from these two, no other appraisal content appeared!

But he did not give up.

He kept clicking, clicking non-stop.

Faster, faster!

Until the strength of consciousness was only 19 points, the appraisal finally gave the answer he wanted.

Appraisal: The residual soul of an immortal can be taken into the body of the Chongming Beast for nourishment and recovery.

Ming Fanxing stopped the appraisal.

Chongming Beast...

isn't this the spirit beast in his sea of ​​consciousness?

So... he actually has the ability to save his master, but to do so he would have to expose the existence of the Chongming Beast.

Is it really possible?

What if the master knows that I can recover and wants to go back on his word about the things he gave me before? Especially this mustard seed space.

The master hasn't given it to him yet.

He is still a little entangled. The other party is an immortal. If he gradually recovers his strength, it would only take a flick of the finger to kill a small person like me.

He hesitated for a while.

When he evaluated it again, the master's spiritual strength was only 18!

If he doesn't make a decision, the master will really be gone!

Ming Fanxing gritted his teeth, thought again and again, and decided to take a gamble.

"Master, I have something to say."

Shuang Yubai had lost all hope and was no longer interested in anything, but he was still somewhat tolerant of his disciple who had pointed out why he had ended up like this.

"Go ahead."