"You're still being stubborn!"
"Let's see if you dare to be so heartless again in the future!"
Tao Shasha chased Ren Xiaoyao, her fists raining down like raindrops, and she kept cursing.
A moment later.
Ren Xiaoyao curled up on the ground with a bruised face and nose, holding his head in his hands, like a pitiful kitten.
Two streams of bright red blood flowed slowly from his nose, and he looked extremely miserable.
This is the unique way they get along with each other.
The seemingly fierce punches and kicks actually did not involve any spiritual power at all, it was purely a competition of physical strength.
For cultivators at their level, this minor skin injury can be healed instantly by simply mobilizing a little spiritual power.
"well!"
Baili Hong sighed deeply, moved his wrist, and glared at Ren Xiaoyao lying on the ground.
Ren Xiaoyao was so scared that he shrank his neck and hugged himself tighter.
"Hey, second brother, just pretend for a while, you're addicted to it, right?"
Baili Hong looked at Ren Xiaoyao's miserable appearance and became more and more angry. He raised his fist as big as a casserole again.
Ren Xiaoyao shuddered and was so scared that he almost jumped up from the ground.
He quickly circulated his spiritual power, and the horrific injuries on his body disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"Hey! Big Brother, I know I was wrong. I won't pretend anymore! I won't pretend anymore!"
He stood up carefully, with a hint of fear on his face.
Baili Hong snorted coldly and then retracted his fist as big as a casserole.
"well!"
Tao Shasha sighed softly, and tears began to well up in her clear eyes again.
"Junior brother has transformed into a mortal to cultivate again. I don't know when he will be back."
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere that had just been noisy suddenly became quiet.
Ren Xiaoyao, who had always been smiling, put away his cynicism at this moment, and his face showed a seriousness that he had never had before.
"Now, we can only trust Junior Brother."
He looked at the empty stone chamber in the light curtain with a firm tone.
"He never lets us down."
The four of them stopped talking and just stared at the light screen quietly. Everyone's heart was heavy with a common expectation.
…
At the same time.
Ye Chen succeeded in becoming a Taoist, and his soul was reincarnated and cultivated again.
On the other side of the world, there is a place called Qingzhou, a most remote corner.
There is a sect that has long been in decline, the Luoyun Sect.
At the foot of the dilapidated mountain gate, surrounded by weeds, a baby boy wrapped in swaddling clothes appeared out of nowhere, as if abandoned by the world.
“Wow…wow…”
The crying of a baby broke the silence of the early morning.
An old man with gray hair and wearing gray servant's clothes was sweeping the fallen leaves in front of the mountain gate with a broom.
Hearing the crying, a hint of doubt flashed in his cloudy eyes, and he followed the sound.
"Where... did this child come from?"
The old servant looked at the delicate baby boy in the cradle, whose face was red from crying, and a look of pity appeared on his wrinkled face.
He carefully picked up the baby boy and gently wiped away the tears on the baby's face with his rough sleeve.
"Don't cry, don't cry, grandpa is here."
He held the baby boy in his arms and staggered into the sect, heading straight for the sect master's hall.
"Master, I found an abandoned baby at the mountain gate."
Inside the main hall, Luoyun Sect's headmaster Lingxuzi was meditating with his eyes closed. He slowly opened his eyes when he heard the voice.
He glanced at the baby boy in the old servant's arms and frowned slightly.
Lingxuzi walked forward, stretched out a dry finger, and gently touched the baby boy's eyebrows.
After a moment, he shook his head in disappointment.
"He is a mortal without any roots and bones, unable to practice cultivation."
His voice was emotionless.
"According to the rules of the immortal sect, no mortals are allowed to be taken in by the sect. Send him down the mountain and find a kind family to adopt him."
"Master!"
Upon hearing this, the old servant fell to his knees.
"I wonder if... I can adopt this baby?"
He simply couldn't let go of this child whom he had fallen in love with the moment they met.
Lingxuzi glanced at him and said, "You can hardly protect yourself, how can you support him?"
"Master, please allow me to report!"
The old servant kowtowed heavily, his voice carrying a hint of sadness.
"My disciple's talent is dull. It will be difficult for me to make any further progress in my cultivation in this lifetime, and my life span is almost over."
"Disciple... I just want to raise this child. At least I can have someone to see me off to the end of my life."
There was dead silence in the hall.
Lingxuzi looked at the old servant kneeling on the ground with a pleading look on his face, and finally his heart softened and he sighed deeply.
"Whatever."
"Since it was God who sent this child to the gate of my Luoyun Sect, and you happened to meet him, this is fate."
"You should bring him back to the Servant Peak and keep him by your side."
"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"
The old servant was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly.
…
At the same time, in the Bloody Secret Realm.
Suddenly, there was a strange movement from under the Hongmeng Dao Mountain which had collapsed into ruins.
"Buzz!"
A wave invisible to the naked eye spread from deep underground in the ruins.
Immediately afterwards, a completely different spiritual energy from before spread out from the cracks in the ground like a tide.
Several young geniuses passed by here, and one of them suddenly stopped with a look of surprise on his face.
"etc!"
"Have you noticed? The spiritual energy beneath the ruins of Hongmeng Dao Mountain... seems to be a little off!"
Another genius felt it and said indifferently.
"It's a little richer than before, but isn't it normal to have some changes?"
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