Sky Beastmaster

Chapter 93
"Everyone is afraid of death, not just you!" Batu sighed, and immediately fell silent. There are some things you have to believe, but there are some things you can't believe. Batu is dubious about the ghost castle.

The legend was so, but the truth was that he wasn't dead, and neither was Rye.

After a long silence, Batu put the shadow of death behind him, and couldn't disrupt his life plan because of the ghost castle.

If it is true, there must be a way to solve it. He does not believe that there are unsolvable problems in this world, and even the fact that he is a waste has been changed, not to mention the curse of a ghost castle.

If it's fake, why bother!
After making up his mind, Batu's whole body was full of spiritual strength, the divine forbidden technique was running, and the energy of the magic fruit silently supplemented himself. Soon, all the haze was swept away.

Immediately got up, and said to Rye: "Rye, don't think about it, the curse of the ghost castle is nothing, if it is true, I will find a way to break it, you will not die, and neither will I!"

Rye still looked miserable, as if he had lost confidence in life, and sighed: "We will die, we will die, I don't believe I can live!"

Batu took a deep breath, feeling very helpless towards Rye. If he didn't die immediately, he planned to let Rye recover by himself, and persuasion was useless.

Carrying rye on his back, Batu looked at the mountain in front of him, and prepared to hide in the mountain. Now that the giant's corpse was in his hands, he could take the opportunity to raise his cultivation to the Diamond Realm, and then use the giant's blood to break through to the Spiritual Realm.

Thinking, slowly climbed towards the direction of the mountain.

In the firmament of the sky, the southern part of the Thousand Realms Empire, the Goddess of Life Temple, on the No. 17 attic, Yan Yuru in a long white dress silently looked towards the north.

The person who is full of longing and destiny in his heart may be under the sky in the north.

Having never seen the other party's true face, Yan Yuru imagined his appearance countless times. In her dreams, there was always a familiar yet unfamiliar figure appearing, dangling in front of her eyes.

How many times, she tried to catch him, but always failed.

He, like a transparent bubble, teases her heart, but never leaves a real shadow.

Every time I wake up from my sleep, I find that everything is still the same, it is a dream.

Disappointed, she started gazing at the northern sky the next day.

Today, I finally made up my mind to go to the northern sky to find the person of destiny, hoping that this time she can meet him smoothly.

After tidying up a little, Yan Yuru immediately showed a confident and beautiful face, full of energy and charm, and turned to walk away.

Step by step, he walked unhurriedly to the stairs connecting with the eighteenth floor, and walked up.

The eighteenth floor is where her master, Lan Ling, practiced. Normally, as Lan Ling's disciple, Yan Yuru would not go up easily, for fear of disturbing her master.

Today, she is going to the north, whether it is the sad grassland, the vast forest, or the vast frost and snow field, she does not know where she will end up, so she does not know when she will return.

Before going, she still had to say hello to her master, Lan Ling.

Soon, she went up the steps to the eighteenth floor, the eighteenth floor, which was as deserted and lifeless as the seventeenth floor she was on.

However, the two of them, master and apprentice, have long been used to the deserted life, and if there are too many people, it will be uncomfortable.

Before, in order to make this place full of vitality, Lan Ling suggested that Yan Yuru accept a disciple, so that she can relieve her loneliness and separate her thoughts, which is better than struggling to find someone who is destined.

But Yan Yuru refused. Firstly, her cultivation base is still shallow, and she feels that she cannot teach her disciples. Second, the person of fate has not been seen, and her heart is uncertain.

In this way, the matter of recruiting apprentices is over, the place is empty, but there are still two masters and apprentices.

I don't know whether it is born with indifference or acquired after living alone. Both the master and the apprentice are not talkative, and have no interest in everything in the outside world. They are each doing their own and thinking about their own.

Occasionally, he would go out, Lan Ling, whose cultivation had almost reached its limit, was looking for opportunities to break through, trying to hit the highest realm of God.

Unfortunately, it was all in vain. The day of becoming a god was postponed infinitely, but Lan Ling was not discouraged. Although he was in the Temple of Life, he knew many things clearly, but the time was not enough.

As for Yan Yuru, who has reached the tenth level of cultivation, she goes out to find the person of fate, and at the same time, she is also trying her best to break through herself, trying to reach a higher cultivation level.

You must know that Yan Yuru started at the age of eight, and now she has cultivated to the tenth level in twelve years. She can be said to be a genius that can be ranked in the ancient world.

Moreover, her cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds, and because of life magic, she has a greater advantage than others. Living in a world full of life, with the help of life magic, it is very beneficial to the perception of life.

Going upstairs, Yan Yuru instantly looked at the woman in purple who was lying on the edge of the pavilion, and was gently swinging with the rocking chair. The woman was quiet, enjoying the peace with her eyes closed, and nothing could disturb her.

She is Lan Ling, the successor of life magic, one of the strongest in the world, and an existence close to God.

"Master!" Yan Yuru called out softly when she came closer.

Lan Ling opened his eyes, with a slight smile, his eyes were like waves, gentle and delicate, and said softly: "Yu'er, have you made up your mind?"

No need to ask, Lan Ling already knew what the apprentice was thinking.

"Yes, Master, I know he is in the north, and I will make a special trip this time to find him!" Yan Yuru turned to her master, Lan Ling, with a natural expression and no longer arrogance.

Lan Ling looked at Yan Yuru, and sighed inwardly, but on the surface they were very kind. Their successors of life magic are good in everything, but fate is not good. Her fate has passed, but the apprentice's fate has just begun.

After sizing up, Lan Ling was very satisfied with Yan Yuru, nodded and said, "Going to the north, you have to keep a few things in mind. First, don't touch giants!"

"Second, don't easily fight with the orcs, but don't lose face as the heirs of life magic. Patience comes first. If you can't bear it, don't worry about it, and me!"

"Third, the giants attacked the Sad Grassland. This time, it was Taihe and the Blood River's Fury, and I heard that the Night and the Eye of Desire also entered the Sad Grassland. Although they will not hurt you, it is best to avoid them, especially It is the eye of desire, I think he will enter the sky, and someone will deal with him then!"

"Fourth, the abyss has moved, and the ghost castle is now in the world. It must not be seen. Its curse cannot be broken by even a teacher!"

"Fifth, don't provoke the monsters of the orc clan, the blood-sucking bee clan leader blind, the disc clan leader Die Shi, the orc clan leader Tuo Xiao, and the black bone lake green moth!"

"Sixth, you must not go to the Haohao Forest Magic Canyon!"

"Seventh, I heard you say that the person of your destiny is protected by a phoenix. If you can meet him, bring him back. No matter what, you must treat him kindly!"

"Eighth, and most importantly, remember not to be impulsive at any time, think over and over again before making a decision, and if you can't solve it, return to the sky in time to discuss with your teacher!"

"Disciple remember the master's order!" Yan Yuru bowed to Lan Ling.

"Okay, since that's the case, you go!" Lan Ling waved her hand to signal.

"Master, take care, the disciple is gone!" Yan Yuru said goodbye, and then went down to the seventeenth floor.

(End of this chapter)