I inherited my husband's divine position

The problem Suo Wuchang was worried about did not happen.

The Master of the Impermanence Palace is dead, and the remaining white-faced Impermanences are all in the same situation as him. The detachment and backlash caused their realm to fall, and their bodies are also seriously injured. No one is as comfortable as the other.

Half dead, Suo Wuchang couldn't even use his spiritual power to open the bag of wishful thinking. He felt that the spiritual sea was so fragile that it would completely collapse if he was not careful, and he would not even have a chance to rebuild.

In desperation, Suo Wuchang could only grit his teeth and tie Jiang Shou to his back, and climbed up little by little.

Every step was extremely difficult.

Suo Wuchang glanced down and found that it took more than ten minutes to climb a small distance, and his hands and feet were shaking and there was a risk of losing strength at any time.

For a moment, Suo Wuchang had the idea that it would be better to lie down and die, or drop Jiang Shou from his back, maybe he could save some energy to save himself?

He suppressed these thoughts as they crossed his mind.

With his current serious injury, there was not much difference between leaving Jiang Shou and taking him with him, so he might as well take a gamble.

After climbing a few more steps, black spots appeared in front of Suo Wuchang's eyes. He clung to the cliff just by instinct, and the slightest weight behind him was like a huge stone.

"If I hadn't looked at you, I would have had a chance." Suo Wuchang murmured with his eyes closed.

After resting on the spot for a moment, he exerted force on his feet. The result was that it was not as strong as he thought. On the contrary, it slipped and fell.

After a long time of hard work, it all came to nothing.

Suo Wuchang's last thought was: If Jiang Shou was lucky enough to survive, he would collect my body and bury it.

The expected pain did not appear, but was steadily supported by a wave of peaceful air.

A sense of immediate sight emerged in Suo Wuchang's mind. He opened his eyes and saw Mi Bayue, and there was a look on his face as expected, followed by a smile from the rest of his life.

"Master Suo." Mi August still called Suo Wuchang as before.

Suo Wuchang: "Don't dare, cough!"

Mi August opens any door.

Suo Wuchang was lifted into it by spiritual power.

He held on to the last bit of consciousness, and when he saw that he had arrived at another place in the blink of an eye, and there was no longer the dangerous aura in the abyss of the Palace of Impermanence around him, he completely lost his strength and passed out.

When Suo Wuchang woke up again, he saw a female spiritual master wearing a black costume with green patterns. He recognized it at a glance as the Cuixia Valley disciple uniform.

When the female spiritual master saw that Suo Wuchang was awake, she walked over to him and placed a tray next to him.

"This is owned by fellow Taoist. You can check if there are any omissions."

Suo Wuchang saw his wish-fulfilling bag and damaged clothes and hanging ornaments on the tray. It seemed that they had been kindly cleaned, otherwise they would have been stained with blood.

"...Thank you." There was a strange flash on Suo Wuchang's face, and then he felt that the injury on his body had healed, and even the fragile spirit sea was stabilized.

It is indeed Cuixia Valley.

No.

It should be said that it is indeed the land of eternal dreams.

Hearing about it is not as good as experiencing it in person.

Suo Wuchang did not rush to check his belongings, but asked the female spiritual master, "There is also a trickster with me."

The female spiritual master said: "That fellow Taoist was taken away by Master Mi, and I don't know the specific whereabouts."

Suo Wuchang: "Nothing."

But I thought in my heart: Sure enough, there is a difference between closeness and distance.

The difference in treatment is obvious.

Next, Suo Wuchang asked the female spiritual master about the news about Wuchang Palace, how long it had been since he was unconscious, and other questions.

The female spiritual master was very friendly from beginning to end and answered all of Suo Wuchang's questions.

Suo Wuchang didn't think it was because of his strong affinity or because the female spiritual master was really friendly, but because of Mi August's influence.

the other side.

Jiang Shou, who was treated differently, also woke up from a coma.

However, when Jiang Shou saw the people around him clearly, he had the illusion that he was still dreaming.

Otherwise, how could he see...

"grandfather?"

Jiang Tong nodded.

Jiang Shou glanced sideways again, "Aunt?"

Jiang Meng smiled at him and asked comfortingly: "Are you okay?"

Jiang Shou closed his eyes, opened them again, and murmured: "Is this a dream or is it a trick of the phantom?"

Until he was slapped on the forehead, "You brat." A familiar scolding voice.

Jiang Shou opened his eyes suddenly and stared at Jiang Tong and Jiang Tong in disbelief.

"Grandpa, it's really you, and my aunt... How is it possible? It's not the day of spiritual passage that happens every ten years, and I was..."

Thinking of what happened before he fell into coma, Jiang Shou fell into a trance again.Obviously I can remember all the memories, but it's so amazing that it's hard to believe.

"You brat, you are a blessing in disguise, thanks to Master Mi." Jiang Tongtong.

Hearing the familiar title, Jiang Shou said: "Master Mi, Mi August?"

Jiang Tong said sternly: "Next time, don't call Master Mi directly by his name."

Even though they have been separated for several years, Jiang Shou's awe for Jiang Tong has always existed. When he gave him a harsh lesson, he instinctively sat up straight and responded: "Yes!"

And from this, he regained the familiarity with his grandfather, making the dream feel closer to reality.

Only then did Jiang Shou notice the aura around Jiang Tong, "...Grandpa, are you a spiritual master now?"

When Jiang Tong heard this, he smiled and said, "That's right."

He had already broken through as a spiritual boy and became an official spiritual master, but he still felt happy when he heard his grandson say it. You must know that this has always been his obsession and he often mentioned it in front of his grandson.

"How is this possible..." Jiang Shou murmured, that dreamy feeling coming back again.

His grandfather was in the Mortal Continent and was too old to become a formal spiritual master.

"God bless you." Jiang Tong said and looked at Jiang Shou again.

Although his face was stern, his eyes were full of pride.

"You have had good luck since you were a child, but you are too stubborn. Unexpectedly, you are in line with God's will."

"God's will..." Jiang Shou recalled some memories before his death in a trance, "Night Wandering God."

"That's right." Jiang Tongtong, "But there must be Master Mi's help. When you're done, get up and go with me to say thanks to Master Mi."

After speaking, his tone was harsh.

Jiang Shou got out of bed obediently, his face full of mist.

Jiang Meng stopped, "Father, it is necessary for Jiang Shou to go and thank Master Mi in person, but before that, it is better to talk to Jiang Shou about the current situation, so as not to let Jiang Shou know nothing and accidentally offend him. Mr. Mi."

Jiang Shou immediately cast a grateful look at his aunt.

He was really surprised by the current situation.

Jiang Tong was silent for two seconds and agreed with Jiang Meng's words.

Jiang Meng and Jiang Shou spent most of the next day explaining, and Jiang Shou maintained a dumbfounded expression, barely closing his mouth.

At the end of the explanation, Jiang Meng said: "My father and I originally just wanted to be able to contact you, or even better, meet in person. But Mr. Mi is kind-hearted and promised to help you escape from the Palace of Impermanence, or give you the treatment of a foreign compilation. Who would think of Impermanence?" There is chaos in the palace, and you are deeply involved in it."

At this time, Jiang Tong asked, "What kind of civil strife happened in the Palace of Impermanence, and how did you get involved in it?"

Jiang Shou paused, grinned and said, "Let aunt finish what she said, and I'll tell you later."

Jiang Tong frowned and looked at him thoughtfully.

Jiang Meng said: "Master Mi will go to save you next, but you are trying your best, and you have caught the eyes of the God Lord."

At this point, Jiang Meng and Jiang Tong's faces were filled with visible joy.

"The last time it was Meng Tingchun who had this honor."

"..." Jiang Shou was stunned.

Jiang Meng glanced at him and said, "He is the one who came from Yunmo Continent, went to Lingzhou with you on a spiritual ship, and is now the master of Cuixia Valley."

Jiang Tong used every opportunity to teach, "Keep your skin tight and don't fall behind others."

Hearing this, Jiang Shou joked, "Then I can't just sit there as the Master of the Impermanence Palace."

A prophecy.

The next day, after calculating the time, Jiang Tong asked the night manager for instructions, and then brought Jiang Shou to see Mi August.

After not seeing each other for several years, the appearance of both parties has not changed much, that is, they have grown more mature since they were young.

On the contrary, looking at Mi Feixue makes me feel the passage of time even more.

When Jiang Shou first saw Mi Feixue standing next to Mi August, he didn't recognize the black kid who was as skinny as a fire stick.

But when they looked at each other, the feeling of numb scalp was still fresh in my memory.

During this meeting, Jiang Shou, who had always been cheerful and talkative, didn't know what to say. It was only Jiang Tong and Jiang Meng who kept him quiet.

Within a few words, Jiang Shou gradually regained a sense of familiarity in Mi August's calm and soft tone, and could occasionally interject a sentence.

When asked about Jiang Shou's plans after that.

Before Jiang Shou could answer, Jiang Tong answered quickly, "It all depends on Master Mi's arrangement."

Jiang Shou silently shut up.

Mi August smiled, "Now there is no leader in the Hall of Impermanence."

Jiang Shou: "???"

No way!