The so-called separate conversation is of course to exclude outsiders.

Qingming looked at the fairy beside him, and the latter left first with a sensible sense of mind. With the living immortal, Wan Ling, there was no way to do anything in the Tower of Tongtian.

As for Qingming, I originally planned to go out with Xian'er, but Hetu reached out to stop him.

No matter what the lay Buddhist Wanling wanted to say, Hetu did not intend to hide it from Qingming.

My relationship with my junior sister is what you said, "talk alone", and I will talk to you alone?

Impossible.

The master has been captured and punished by heaven in the immortal world. What else can there be any explosive news?

We can't say that we and Qingming are both the children of Tian Chong's real person, we are actually biological brothers...

"Junior sister."

Hetu blocked Qingming's hand, slowly put it down, and said seriously:

"You don't have to stand too far, just stand at the door so that I can see you."

Qingming nodded:

"Don't worry, senior brother, leader."

After the junior sister said that, she retreated towards the door.

When Hetu saw Qingming standing at the door, he lowered his voice and asked to Mr. Wanling:

"Master, what are you going to say to me alone?"

"I heard from Mr. Lucha before that you plan to ask the heavenly beings in person after the Fairy Fairy Conference, and there is something about the Heavenly Chong Zhenren.

I heard you talk about it again, it seems that you have decided."

As soon as Mr. Wan Ling finished speaking, Hetu's face slowly calmed down:

"If the layman wants to persuade me not to investigate this matter again, please ask the layman to take this thought.

My master just wanted to ask my junior sister to survive. She came to the Lingshan Heavenly Palace, but was taken to the fairy world to be punished by heaven.

Master raised me and grew up. If I had no ability, I would take my junior sister to carry forward the Taiqiong Sect and recognize me.

But I knew where my master was, but I didn't check it; I knew that my master was suffering, but I didn't go to save it.

My cultivation level is in vain!”

After Hetu finished speaking, he saw Mr. Wanling and said with a smile:

"You have such outstanding cultivation, but you still call Tianzhong a master. Which generation of ancestors are you from the Taiqiong Sect?"

The relationship was brewing just right on the Hetu side, and he spoke loudly, especially the last sentence "It's vain!"

That was the real crying out the tears, the feelings, and the ideal of a young man, "My life is in my hands, not in my hands."

The atmosphere is in place.

The junior sister there must have heard it. Maybe she is secretly wiping her tears now, and her favorability is 10086.

But it would be fine if this lay Buddhist Wan Ling didn't match him. He said this and made the River Tu angry. He raised his hand and wanted to send him a thunder in his palm to pass the tribulation for the second time.

But Hetu still suppressed his anger with his supreme concentration and said:

"True Man Tianzhong is really my master. If you don't believe me, just think that I am the ancestor of Taiqiongmen Wangwang."

Mr. Wanling obviously saw that Hetu was a little angry, but did not say anything else, but followed:

"I really want to advise you not to look for the heavenly beings. Although I cannot see through your strength, the strength of the heavenly beings should not be lower than that of you.

Even if you go to him and defeat him, the Heavenly Man will not tell you that I am very sure about the Heavenly Man.”

"I thanked Mr. Wanling for his kindness, but you also know that I can't persuade him."

The face of Hetu was as normal, but after hearing this, Mr. Wanling sighed, nodded and said:

"Although I have guessed, it is not something that can be explained clearly in just a few words.

It is not a wise move to hope that when the gods refuse, Master Zhen can calm down and become enemies with the fairy world."

The words of Mr. Wanling have already reached this point, and it can be said clearly.

Hetu bowed and thanked him again, and then he heard from Mr. Wanling say again:

"Actually, what I want to say alone is not this."

When Mr. Wan Ling said this, his voice lowered a little:

"If Master Zhen saw the gods, he would probably have a battle.

I hope that Master Zhen can give those immortal sects some time so that they can leave calmly, in addition to that…”

"But it's okay for lay people to say."

"Please allow Master Zhen to allow it and let Qingming leave together. If you have an accident, please allow me to stay in Taiqiong Gate for a while. When Qingming grows up and takes over as the head, it will not cause Taiqiong Gate to break the inheritance."

After saying this, Hetu was actually a little annoyed when he heard it, but after thinking about it carefully, he was still very grateful to Mr. Wanling.

As a living immortal, Mr. Wanling can ascend to the fairy world to enjoy happiness when he finds the right opportunity. There is no need to worry about this troublesome thing, and it is still very likely that he is an enemy of the fairy world.

Secondly, Mr. Wanling had no obligation to take care of Qingming, but what he said was that he planned to be the second master of Qingming, protect Taiqiong Gate so that Taiqiong Gate can be passed on.

Let me ask, if there is a living immortal in the other immortal sects in Shenzhou, even if there is only Qingming, who dares to act rashly?

Although Mr. Wanling said this directly that Hetu was dead and said it was the premise, Hetu was still very grateful.

At least they have this intention and are willing to use it as a fuse for Taiqiongmen as a living immortal.

But Hetu couldn't help asking:

"That celestial being is so powerful? Mr. Wanling is so sure. If I have a conflict with the celestial being, I will definitely lose?"

"I'm not sure, but I have to keep a backup plan. If I'm your backup plan, you can fight with all your heart."

After Mr. Wanling finished answering this, Hetu asked again:

"How is that layman better than that heavenly being?"

"No way." Mr. Wan Ling shook his head and said:

"Any immortal who is alive, if he does not ascend to the fairy world and stays in Shenzhou, he will suffer a heavenly tribulation every ten years, and the heavenly tribulation is stronger every time.

I just became a living immortal, and that heavenly being in charge of the Lingshan Heavenly Palace for hundreds of years..."

He Tu had a strange expression and asked:

"So, he has survived about ten heavenly tribulations?"

"That's right." Mr. Wan Ling thought for a while and added:

"I have no chance of winning against him. Although Master Zhen has a strong cultivation level, he will definitely not be the opponent of the heavenly beings who have survived ten heavenly tribulations."

"Actually, you don't have to worry about me. I have survived 999 heavenly tribulations."

Hetu said a big truth, but the lay Buddhist Wanling smiled:

"Zheng Zhen is joking again, I'm very serious."

"I'm serious too." Hetu didn't believe it when he saw that the lay Buddhist Wanling didn't believe it, and there was no other way. After all, there was no way to prove it to himself, let alone that he had survived 999 times of heavenly tribulation:

"But I agree with what you said, letting the major immortal sects leave first. As for Qingming..." Hetu paused:

"Please rest assured that it is safer to be with me Qingming."

Mr. Wanling looked at Hetu's eyes and confirmed that he was not really joking, before sighing:

"Well, I have tried my best. It seems that I can't complete the things I asked for by Old Man Rucha again."

When Hetu heard this, it was indeed the request of the old man Lucha. He was still wondering why this lay Buddhist Wanling had to do this.

It's no wonder now. Although he is a hundred years old, he has formed a knot in his heart because of the establishment of a law enforcement officer. The two of them are obviously very entangled with love and hate.

If you take out the story separately, I am afraid that I can write a million-word Xianxia novel, but it may be a bit abusive.

Hetu did not intend to ask about the story between two thousand-year-old men added together, but asked the last question:

"Laby Master, how do you take the spiritual power the day after tomorrow?"

Mr. Wanling looked at the River Map, and the River Map explained:

"Don't get me wrong. I don't want you to leak the test questions. It's mainly the first three tests. I'm really scared. You're going to give me some more visions this fourth time. The monks who gave gifts to me at Taiqiong Gate will probably continue all year round."

Mr. Wanling smiled and touched his beard and said:

"You will know the day after tomorrow."

(Statement: It's really not in the water, it's all foreshadowing, buried for the subsequent plot, and the next chapter starts to show off and enjoy it all the time)

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