"Okay!" the old man responded.
Just as he was about to leave, he stopped and looked at the boy: "Let me remind you, don't hurt anyone's life!"
After saying that, he took the hand of the girl next to him.
The whistling of the wind continued in her ears, but Awan's feet had already left the ground.
"Grand Master, I can't leave. I can't leave A Chong here alone. Lord Huang will kill him!" A Wan wanted to break free from the old man, but found that she couldn't.
Even though she has inherited Cheng Huang's power.
"Don't worry, girl. That guy is much more powerful than you think. The little yellow cat can't do anything to him. Otherwise, I wouldn't ask you to seal him. I would have done it myself long ago."
Without waiting for Awan to speak, the old man spoke again: "Girl, take a deep breath. When I say 'start', you close your eyes and count down to five before opening them. Got it?"
"Breathe! ...Begin!"
Awan had no time to ask and had to do as she was told. After she counted to five, her body suddenly felt lighter. When she opened her eyes again, she was stunned by the scene in front of her.
At some point, she left the center of the earth and returned to the mountains of the White Feather Clan.
At this moment she was sitting on a flying sword.
Awan had long heard that cultivators of immortality could fly with swords, but this was her first time experiencing it personally. She never expected that her great-master and her mother were both cultivators of immortality!
The heavy snow in the mountains had stopped at some point, and the mountains were now covered in snow. Countless golden and blue spots of light filled every corner of the mountains.
Awan stretched out her hand, and a golden light fell into the palm of her hand.
I suddenly felt a warm feeling flowing through my body, and even my mood was not as depressed as before.
"Master, what is this?" Awan asked curiously.
"This is the soul-soothing spell that your grandmaster taught to your mother. I didn't expect that your mother still remembers it. I am very pleased!" The old man stroked his beard proudly.
"What about this blue light? Is it also the requiem spell cast by my mother?" Awan reached out to touch it again.
But this time it was cold, completely different from the feeling just now.
The old man looked at the blue light that fell on his shoulder, a trace of doubt flashing across his face: "This is indeed the requiem spell of my Yuanshan Sect, but the spiritual power on it does not belong to your mother..."
As he was thinking, the old man glanced and saw Awan tilting her head to look down the mountain. The little girl had a frown on her face, with a worried expression.
The old man sighed, took something out of his arms and handed it to her: "Girl, take this."
Awan suddenly came back to her senses and her eyes fell on the old man's palm, where there was a small golden bell.
"Master, what is this?..."
The old man shook the bell in his hand, and there was a crisp sound, and a picture appeared before his eyes.
I saw A Chong fighting with Cheng Huang, and the surroundings were in ruins. It was obvious that the fight had been going on for a while, but the picture only lasted for three seconds before disappearing.
"A Chong!" The girl reached out to touch it, but found that she couldn't touch it at all.
The old man handed the bell to the girl, who took it immediately. However, no matter how hard she shook it, she could only hear the bell but could not see the picture.
"Grandmaster, why is this happening?" Awan asked anxiously.
The old man smiled and explained, "This is no ordinary bell. It is a bone bell refined from Chaos Bones. Simply put, as long as Chaos is still alive in this world, this bell will ring when shaken."
"What about the scene just now?" Awan asked anxiously.
"That thing has a cooldown period. It can only be used once every two hours. Wait two hours and try again."
Awan nodded. So that's how it is. She felt relieved to know that A Chong was still alive.
"I hope A Chong can escape from Lord Cheng Huang safely..." A Wan sighed, then realized something and covered her mouth.
"I absolutely have no intention of disrespecting Master Cheng Huang. Grand Master, please don't tell anyone what I just said!"
The old man smiled so hard that his mouth stretched to the back of his ears: "Don't worry, I'm not such a talker. I will never say anything nonsense about children's affairs, hehe!"
Only then did Awan feel relieved. She shook the bone bell again and suddenly thought of something.
"Master, how did you get the Chaos Bone?"
The old man's smile froze for a moment, and he coughed lightly: "Well, the scene might be a little bloody, it's better if you don't know."
Awan instantly imagined a scene in her mind where her great master pinned A Chong to the ground and beat him severely in his previous life, then skinned him, pulled out his tendons, and took out a bone from him.
He couldn't help but shudder and quietly distanced himself from his master.
However, Awan was eventually overcome by curiosity and asked again, "Grandmaster, am I really the daughter of Heaven? Did I reincarnate into the human world just to seal Chaos?"
"Is this... what my Heavenly Mother meant?"
Ever since those broken scenes appeared in her mind, Awan had many unresolved doubts in her heart, and now they all came out all at once.
The old man looked at the girl with a hint of sympathy in his eyes: "Yes, you are the daughter of the Heavenly Dao. Although the reason why you reincarnated into the human world is unclear to me, I know one thing very well."
Awan stared at the old man with her dark eyes wide open, and he spoke word for word, "Your Heavenly Dao Mother never told you that you were born to seal Chaos. She hopes that you will be happy and blessed forever."
The girl opened her mouth, her eyes suddenly reddened: "So, my mother loves me so much. This way, I have no regrets."
The old man looked at the girl and thought her reaction seemed a little strange. However, before he had time to think about it, he heard a scream not far away.
"Master Priest, Master Commander, look quickly, something seems to be flying towards us!"
"It's a god flying on a sword! It seems to be an old man with a young girl!"
"What young girl? That's clearly Miss Awan!"
"Awan is back?" The high priest stopped what he was doing and looked up at the sky.
It was this sound that caused the old man's body to tremble and his sword to sink suddenly. If Awan had not held on tightly, he would have almost fallen.
This scene caused everyone in the Baiyu tribe to exclaim in surprise.
"It's falling, it seems to be falling! Could this old man be a half-baked immortal?"
"No, it didn't fall, it was just a false alarm!"
The old man turned his back to the crowd, put on his hood first, then put on his mask after thinking about it, and finally took them all off in one go.
He scratched his head, and when he was still some distance away from the Baiyu tribe, he controlled the sword to fall to the ground in advance.
The old man coughed lightly and said, "Well, girl, the master was in a hurry to pee, so I sent you here. You are grown up now, so you can walk the rest of the way by yourself!"
Awan: ???
Why does she feel like something is wrong?
As the girl was thinking this, she heard a sharp voice from the priestess aunt behind her, which was unprecedented.
"Bo Yu, if you dare to leave like this, you will never see me again in your next life!"
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