Wen Zhengming glanced at Qin Feng and said, "He is guilty, unforgivable sins, but these sins have their own ways of atonement."

"How to atone for sins?" The old Taoist Long Xuzi and Luo Jiuyou raised their eyebrows.

Wen Zhengming said lightly: "Let them go to the Great Wilderness."

"Great Wilderness?"

The old Taoist Long Weizi was stunned for a moment.

Isn’t the Great Wilderness a holy place for cultivation that the world cannot seek?

Why is going to the Great Wilderness a kind of atonement?

The old Taoist Long Xuzi suddenly couldn't understand what his uncle meant.

He cast doubtful eyes at his uncle.

Wen Zhengming shook his head: "You will know when they go."

"The reason why I created this experience is for the Great Wilderness!"

Wen Zhengming seemed to have something in his words, but no one dared to ask what it meant.

No one can make an existence beyond the level of the Heavenly Venerable say something he doesn't want to say.

To a certain extent, this is true freedom.

The freedom of the strong.

………

On the earth, Mosca, wearing a magic robe, looked at Zhou Quan beside him with a heavy expression and said:

"After you are resurrected from the dead, will your cultivation change?"

Zhou Quan glanced at Mosca, and seemed to have no idea why he asked this, but he still replied: "The realm between life and death seems to have become more solid."

"Just solidified?" Mosca said.

Zhou Quan clenched his fists and felt his strength and said, "I don't know how to describe this feeling. This feeling is that as long as I accumulate enough, I can easily step into the fifth step, and the barrier to promotion seems to have disappeared."

Mosca's lips twitched when he heard this, as if he had missed something important.

No, maybe it's a very important thing.

Why did he miss such a thing and be able to easily cross the barrier of current cultivation? This is a big deal in itself!

Is it because he didn't die?

What's the reason for this?

Mosca's expression was filled with depression. This world is making things difficult for me, Mosca!

I'm not dead, am I wrong?

Mosca felt very upset, but he did not dare to complain, and even kept suppressing his dissatisfaction in his heart, because it was the one who resurrected everyone.

Even if you are thinking in front of that person, you must be careful.

"Oh, maybe I don't have this fate!" Mosca sighed softly.

"ah?"

Zhou Quan was stunned. He didn't understand what Mosca was saying. Are you still not satisfied with the resurrection?

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Zhou Quan himself was very satisfied with this resurrection. He was resurrected from the dead. This was the wish of many people to die. This time he picked it up for nothing.

Does he have any dissatisfaction?

He was extremely satisfied.

"What fate?" Zhou Quan asked back.

"nothing."

Mosca shook his head. He didn't want to discuss this sad topic anymore. This topic was really hurtful.

Everyone who fought on the other side of the starry sky this time gained great benefits. Because he didn't want to die, he held on for a while, so he lost the biggest opportunity. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that it was too bad.

Mosca tried hard to divert his thoughts away. He felt that if he continued to think like this, he would sooner or later be crazy.

"I always feel like you want to say something, but I didn't say it."

Zhou Quan frowned and said, "Why don't you say it out? After all, we are also a desperate brother."

I have a beloved relative and friend who has lived a life, brothers and sisters, and my body is still not cold yet. Are you sure you want to be brothers with me?

Mosca glanced at Zhou Quan and said, "I'm not dead, so I'm naturally not a brother who has passed away."

"You're not dead?"

Zhou Quan was shocked, and then suddenly seemed to remember something. He looked at Mosca for a long time and said slowly: "You... are amazing!"

"Shut up! I don't want to discuss this topic anymore."

Mosca said coldly, the sound was like a thousand-year-old black ice.

"All right!"

Zhou Quan shrugged, then looked up at the sunset in the distance, and said in his heart: "I don't know, is the person in his body still there?"

Just as the thought of a comprehensive thought arose, a voice rang in his mind:

"I am here naturally!"

Zhou Quan said intimately: "Don't you dare not speak in front of that person?"

"That guy has already seen that I am here, but he just doesn't speak. He doesn't speak normally to maintain respect for that guy, but this is not the reason why you can question me."

"Who is that person reincarnated?" Zhou Quan was silent for a long time and finally asked this question.

Zhou Quan felt endless silence in his divine sea. After a long period of silence, he heard a voice:

"Not to say!"

"Hey, you can't say anything, you've been silent for so long."

Zhou Quan replied, while thinking in his heart: That person's identity may be extremely terrifying.

He knew that Zhu Jiuyin might have insight into his thoughts, but now he doesn't care.

Even if Zhu Jiuyin knew what he was thinking, he couldn't say anything.

Zhou Quan looked at the distance.

As the clouds dissipated, the sunset created the rays of thousands of miles away in the distance. The feeling of surviving life that seemed to be a survivor made Zhou Quan feel deeply satisfied.

“It’s great to be alive!”

In the vast world, the sunset has passed thousands of words at this time.
Chapter completed!