Puppet master slaps face everyday

Chapter 108 Shamelessly pretending to be tender
"In the age of the end of the Dharma, the heaven and the earth have undergone a catastrophe. The space of this world is no longer suitable for us to survive with the power of the Tao. Everyone is gone." Monk Wuji sighed, "This is just a spiritual thought we left behind. In fact, we They have already shattered the void and left this world, and those who have not left are the little immortals and gods who are casual cultivators in the world, and now they don’t have enough faith, and they don’t have much good fortune left behind.”

Dejun was a little confused: "Master, isn't this a thousand years ago?"

"What are you thinking? I also want to go back to the era of cultivation thousands of years ago, but I can't go back." Monk Wuji said, reaching out to Dejun, "Okay, let's not say much, I didn't expect to wait so long It took a long time for an old man to come over to inspire his spiritual thoughts. Hey, it’s a pity. Taoist Xuanyue and the others seem to have found a successor hundreds of years ago, and even established a sect. The old man is not so lucky. Come on, Huide, master The last inheritance of the door will be handed over to you."

He put his hand on Dejun's head, white lights flashed one after another, Monk Wuji's own light and shadow became weaker and weaker, but Dejun's light became brighter and brighter.Dejun wanted to resist, but the master had already started teaching the exercises, so he could only close his eyes and accept it with distress.

After accepting the inheritance, Monk Wuji will completely dissipate in the world, and he will never be able to meet again.

The inheritance was taught over there, and several figures floated from Xie Yuchan's side one after another. They were all transparent figures, and they were all old acquaintances of Xie Yuchan.

"Shuiluo Xianzun." The cold and arrogant Lingxiu, good-looking but blind, found a cheap-talking Taoist partner who offended Xie Yuchan, was killed, and chased Xie Yuchan for hundreds of years. Although Xie Yuchan didn't make a move, he gave a cold glance and stood aside coldly, ignoring each other.

"Canglan Sword Master." The fierce and aggressive head of the sword sect, the entire sect disliked each other and hurt each other for hundreds of years. Xie Yuchan took a look and sneered: "It deserves it, didn't you look for people everywhere before?" Fight, let's see who you will pinch with if you become a ghost!"

Canglan Sword Master's temper was as hot as ever: "If you talk nonsense again, I will take you away together, and let you have a good fight with me."

It's not that they died, it's just that this world is not suitable for living and left. When they arrived at their Tianwai cave, maybe Xie Yuchan would face another gang fight.

After the enemy, at least a friend appeared. Seeing that seductive woman, Xie Yuchan smiled: "Fairy Mingyue."

Fairy Mingyue's name is Qingfeng Jiyue, but she is actually a demon cultivator, a fox demon who has cultivated into a spirit by worshiping the moon.As soon as he came out, he winked at Qin Yuting: "Yo, it turns out that it's the demon cultivator Xiezhi. As a demon cultivator, I'm the most suitable for Xie Zheng. Xie Puppet, you step aside."

Xie Yuchan immediately said in front of Qin Yuting: "Don't pay attention to her, don't look at her so beautiful, she is actually an old woman who is thousands of years old, not as young as me."

"Xie Puppet, you are as annoying as ever." Fairy Mingyue looked at Xie Yuchan's current appearance and sneered, "You are more tender than me, and you even pretend to be a teenage girl to lie to men. Hmph, shameless!"

"Did you come out just to quarrel with me?" Xie Yuchan asked suddenly, seeing that the old man who had become a remnant soul did not travel back thousands of years, but just traveled to the old place, she seemed to understand something.

Fairy Mingyue smiled and sighed: "I'm here to give you a big gift."

Being forced to leave in the Dharma-ending era is always not reconciled. The purpose of leaving spiritual thoughts is to leave a legacy, find a successor, and carry forward one's own sect and one's own way.

(End of this chapter)