After the great blessing suddenly comes, it is difficult to accept losing any more."

After a pause, he leaned down and said in an apologetic manner, "Please forgive my nephew for being disrespectful. I think that even without this disaster, it would be difficult for you to step into the immortal gate with your state of mind. I just want to enjoy it a little more."

In the days of a thousand-year-old monk, it may not take long for you to fall into the pain of being unable to make any progress. The following years will not be so good. Finally, when your life is about to end, you will have to experience the previous life again.

The taste of death, please ask my uncle to consider whether this is the case."

"Alas..." Hengcha Xianzun sighed bitterly and said nothing.

Langxing straightened up, looked at him and said, "Master, if you can be more open-minded according to what my nephew said, you may not necessarily miss the immortal sect. Didn't you think that it was impossible for you to become a feather before? Then

Is this despair greater than it is now? Do you think that if you lose Hua Yu's state of mind, you will never have the chance to ask, that is just the consensus of the cultivation world. My nephew has told you last time, some of the things recognized by the cultivation world

Things may not be right, isn’t it just this belief that you rely on to break through the situation?”

Hengcha looked at him, his eyes flickering, "You mean..." He couldn't ask the next question for a long time.

Lang Xing shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know what you should do next to regain the state of mind. I can only tell you some truths that I have figured out. Master, you actually realized it last time.

I was wrong to focus on the broken state, so is it right to focus on Hua Yu's state of mind now? Master, please think again."

The eyes of Hengcha Xianzun gradually became empty, and he looked at Lang Xing as if he was absent-minded.
Chapter completed!