Chapter 9 The Past 2 (2/2)
”There is no way for you to vanish so easily! I haven't beaten you personally, and that can't just be over! Devil Qi isn't it? I have tens of millions of devil treasures, and from now on, all will be used to raise you!”
”Erm? Isn't that your precious treasures? How can it be used to do this kind of thing? Once you start to raise a Devil Soul, the devil magic treasure will be abolished once the Devil Qi was used up!”
”Oh, yes, I forgot to tell you, my interest has changed.”
”Ah? You were heart-wrenching when you lost to me half a year ago! Hey, why are you crying?”
”Hey! I, Zhang Mengdao, a strong and muscular man, how can I cry! It is clear that the wind blows the sand into my eyes and blurred it!”
”You are almost Fairly Immortal, and you will be affected by sands? Some more, how do the sands come from the sea... Hey? What are you doing! I haven't finished it yet! Why do you put me away!”
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Back in the memories, in the abode in Heaven Realm, the man in cyan seemed to show vicissitudes of life, but the sharpness in the eyes was better than the past. In the Soul Cultivation Tree, the black robe face was condensed, eyes full of gratification.
”Ha ha ha! Feiwu! Today is a great harvest! Not only did I find out where the Soul Cultivation Tree were in the lower realms, but also find a way to restore your body!”
”Hey, why don't you call me a witch anymore? Also, didn't I already have Soul Cultivation Tree? Why do I still need it?”
”Erm, I feel that I can be promoted to Heavenly Lord soon. When I succeed, I will have Dreamless as my Taoism Title. In the future, I will be Dreamless Heavenly Lord! How is that, great right! Such little amount of Soul Cultivation Tree can only nourish your face, but it can't let you condense your body, of course, I have to find it again!”
”Actually, I am satisfied already! Don't try to fight for those foreign things already, alright?”
”That's impossible! If body shape is not condensed, how to restore your body! If your body not restored, how can I defeat you!”
”By then you were already a Heavenly Lord, even if I cultivated for a million years after restoring my body, I wouldn't be able to defeat you. Why are you still obsessed?”
”Then I will wait for you for a million years! Millions of years! Wait for you to restore your body, and become an External Heavenly Devil, we shall fight again!”
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Memories flashed. Inside the Cenotaph, the man in cyan forced to calm himself down and healed sneakily. On the chair of soul cultivation, the black robe remnant shadow sat in three sides, welling up in tears.
”Small tree! You say, that so many Soul Cultivation Tree were not snatched by him desperately, right! Is he injured?”
”Ya, ya, it's master beat...”
”Hey, why did you keep him away before he finished?”
”Virtual was tired, he hid it back himself! These Soul Cultivation Trees were given to me as they asked me to receive! My Xuanyuan Swordsmanship is invincible, who can defeat me!”
“Why do I feel that you are running Xuanyuan Mantra to heal?”
”That, you don't understand! I am not giving up the time of cultivation! This is called hard work!”
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Once recalled, under the Virtual Tree, the man in cyan stood with his back facing the black robe shadow, tears rolling down the cheek, and in the Devil Qi, the black robe shadow was full of eyes and looking far.
”I finally passed on my skills, and then I shall see which kid can have the fate to become my disciple.”
”That's just passing down your skills! Why are you acting so old-fashioned, with the 'thy', 'thee', you sound like an old ancestor.”
”Chey! That, you don't understand! It is called the majesty! Understand? This will help me to build my tall, mighty and mysterious glorious image in my future disciple's heart! Oh, yes, your little medicine furnace, which by all means, refused to enter the Rare Treasure Hall. I have given him the north to be used as Elixir-refining Room and all the Spirit Grass that I have collected over these years will be given to him. If you need any medicines, just find him directly, I have helped him to gather the true spirit already.”
”Isn't it better to stay in person to find a disciple? My soul has been mostly condensed, and I don't want to be extravagant to ask for a devil body.”
”How many times have I said already! My purpose is to wait for you to recover to the optimum so that I can defeat you! I am also a Heavenly Lord who lived for a million years, and my only defeat was by you, how can I accept this result!”
”Then leave as usual, why do you even blocked my Divine Sense, and only dared to pass your voice to me, you don't want to even throw me a glance?”
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”You, why don't you talk! Talk! Little tree! What is he doing?”
”Erm, erm, the master he, he had already left...”
In fact, I knew, I knew that you dare not look at me, you were afraid, only one glance, you could no longer leave.
Now, thousands of years had passed, and you, where were you?