Mu Qing didn't understand Xiao Attu's approach, and asked once: "Atul, if you feel awkward standing with me, then I will become taller, and then become Tondoru like that?"

Little Atul smiled sweetly: "Uncle Muqing Balon, it's better for you to keep this original appearance, I've seen you like this since I was a child, others think you look strange and awkward, but I like it!"

Mu Qing smiled silently.

Little Attu was grown up by him, and Mu Qing could guess how much she was thinking. However, the sixty-five-year period is approaching, and there is no banquet in the world that will not be separated.

The Buddha said that the seven sufferings of life: birth, old age, sickness and death, love and separation, resentment and hatred, and can't beg, embarking on the road of cultivating immortals can stay away from the torture of birth, old age, sickness and death.

This farewell will be an eternal farewell.

Even if he could come back, it would have to be when the Holy Tower reappeared four hundred years after the Spirit Realm, and these four hundred years would be four thousand years in the Holy Tower, and in the Ancient Holy Law Realm, it would be nearly one and a half million years......

However, the longevity of little Atul in this realm is no more than 5,000 years old......

......

On this day, the wind and snow rested for a while, the high sky was clear, a piece of blue, the silk clouds were like a veil, and the ice was like carving......

The two of them stood on the ice cliff and looked into the distance.

In that direction, it is the small village, and it is also the place where Mu Qing came.

Little Attu suddenly felt something, and for some reason, two lines of clear tears fell, and the gnats said weakly: "Uncle Mu Qing, your sunset sword has been refined...... Are you going to challenge that Soul Clan Saint King and avenge your mother and clansmen?"

Mu Qing put her hands behind her back and bowed slightly.

Little Atul said again: "Then, you are leaving?"

Mu Qing took a deep breath and said, "Attu, in the world over there, I still have a lot to do......"

"Will you ever come back?"

"Perhaps......"

"You're a liar!"

Mu Qing smiled suddenly and coaxed: "Once, a senior told me that this world is very big, and there are many things that cannot be made possible...... This cultivator of the Ancient Holy Law Realm couldn't ascend, and I still couldn't understand why...... Maybe some chance will come and the impossible will become possible...... If one day you reach the upper realm, or one day I cultivate to the point where I can walk through the realm at will...... We still have a day to meet......"

"No!" said little Atul categorically.

He also said: "I want to go with you! Go to your world! My mother is dead, my father is dead, my old shaman is also dead, and my clansmen are all dead! Little Atul is now the only relative of you!"

Mu Qing was like a fish in her throat, and she wanted to speak and stopped.

Mu Qing knew that when Ta Ling opened the passage through the interface, there would be that kind of black rune to protect his body, and if he brought Xiao Atul, I was afraid that the black rune would not be able to protect the two of them at the same time.

In this way, it is not for the good of little Atul, but for the sake of harming others and himself.

Little Atul was crying more and more sadly, and he couldn't stop whimpering......

......

Suddenly, the clouds surging in the sky, like silk threads being rolled by spools, soon converged into a ball, a light shot out, the spiritual light in the light converged, and a huge phantom slowly condensed out.

Little Atul was startled by the scene in front of him, his crying stopped, and he put his arms around Mu Qing.

Mu Qing was also taken aback, and her brows couldn't help frowning.

The scene in front of him was obviously made by someone with some kind of magic.

Soon, that phantom condensed and formed, it was an illusory image with three heads and six arms, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but Mu Qing knew that it was the Soul Clan Saint King!

Thunder on a sunny day! It was a long laugh from the phantom.

The phantom slowly spoke, "Mu Qing, Mu Daoyou, I have been waiting for you for sixty-five years, are you finally ready?"

His words were actually uttered by the words of a Terran monk.

Little Atul looked frightened, hugged Mu Qing's arm tighter, put his cheek to Mu Qing's ear, and whispered, "He, what did he say?"

Mu Qing shook Xiao Atu's hand, signaled her not to panic, and said to the three-headed and six-armed phantom in the human language: "This fellow Daoist is the Holy King of the Soul Clan, are you waiting for me?"

The excitement in the phantom's words was overflowing, and he said, "I've been waiting for you since the first day you came to this realm!"

"Oh, so you already knew I existed?"

The phantom laughed and said, "Not only did I know that you were here, but I can say that I have been watching you all these years......!

"What do you mean?" Mu Qingjian raised his eyebrows and asked.

"It means that I am very happy that you can come to this Ancient Holy Law Realm, so I have helped you all the way and designed every step for you until today. ”

"Every step?"

"Yes, every step! That small tribe is so hidden, don't you think that the appearance of the Bone Squad is a little sudden? Don't you think that a few days before you went to Bloodpool City, someone sent a copy of the Ancient Strange Beast Secret Book to that Xiaofang City, a little too coincidental? Don't you think that no one can find out that you have been mixed into my soul clan for more than ten years, and some of them are too lucky? Don't you think that the process of entering the soul washing pool many times is a little too smooth?"

These words were like the sharp thorns of silver needles, and Mu Qing's ears buzzed, and a feeling of suffocation rose in his heart as he was being played with in the palm of his hand.

Suppressing the resentment in his heart, Mu Qing said in a deep voice: "Now you are just a divine sense projection, you have cultivated the Heavenly Eye and Heavenly Ear Communication and the Ten Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Projection Technique! Such a great divine power is really unexpected!"

The phantom chuckled and said, "Let Mu Daoyou see it laugh, it's just a small means." ”

Mu Qing suddenly remembered something again: before the Blood Clan Saint King was killed, he said that he heard a voice in his ear telling him to go to the Soul Clan's Sacred Mountain Babel, so it was also for this Soul Clan's Saint King!

Mu Qing's eyes shrank, and he pondered for a moment before saying, "You...... Who the hell is that? Why are you doing that?"

"Who am I? haha...... I don't remember very well, if Mu Daoyou is interested in knowing, come to the Holy Mountain and don't look for me, aren't you planning to come? I'll wait for you!"

After a pause, the phantom said, "As for why I did this...... I can only say that I am so lonely...... For thousands of years, none of those bloodline fools could threaten me, not even their sword of inheritance...... The cold of the high place can only be experienced when you are in the high place...... So, I'm going to train you, train you to kill me......" he said, and there was another burst of hearty laughter.

Mu Qing snorted coldly and said, "I've never seen someone like you who wants to die!"

The phantom slowly stopped laughing, and said with a long meaning: "Sometimes...... It's luckier to die than to live......"

Mu Qing smiled coldly, and said with a bit of mockery: "Since you want to die so much, I don't want you to get your wish." Although I don't know you, you must have come from the Holy Tower, can't you go back? In a few months, I will go back, and I won't be able to send you away!"

The phantom laughed again, the three heads and six arms swayed and waved, and said, "Mu Daoyou, don't you have to laugh, I haven't understood you after observing you for so many years? And, let me tell you, do you really think that if you agitated the blood clan, they will really stand up? What kind of blood enemy army are you really that strong? Joke! Don't you know the strength of my soul clan's strong hands? It's just that they are now held down by me and haven't made a move! As long as I give an order, your hundreds of millions of blood clans will be slaughtered, raised, and be the blood food of my soul clan forever like pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep! Aren't you the holy king of the blood clan now? Aren't you going to take them over?"

Mu Qing gritted his teeth, the animal skin cloak on his body raised himself without wind, and shouted: "Okay! Babel Mountain! You wait for me to fight!"

"Okay, come on, come on, this little girl is also coming, don't worry, I won't make a move on her......"

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