Silent, silent silence!

The entire Wuzhuang Temple fell into silence, and only Yuan Ling's body was trembling unconsciously.

"Brother Dao, he is right, we..." Lu Ya smiled sadly, and could no longer say the words in his mouth.

"I'm defeated!"

Yuan Ling slowly raised his head, as if he had grown old in an instant, and a self-deprecating smile emerged from the corner of his mouth, and the eyes looking at Ye Xuan gradually calmed down.

"I am not defeated by you, but I am defeated by myself." Yuan Ling smiled desolately, all his ambitions dissipated at this moment, and his eyes were filled with confusion about the future.

As Ye Xuan said, he was too good at calculating and completely walked into a fork, and even more forgot that only his own strength is the eternal truth, and he did not have the courage to face death.

On the road to the saints, there are too many ups and downs and hardships, which are filled with death crises. Unfortunately, he has no courage to face it, and he will eventually be just a dry bone under the feet of others.

"Ye Xuan, kill me."

All grudges were put aside, all ambitions disappeared, Yuan Ling spoke calmly, silently looking at Ye Xuan in front of him, with only a hint of relief in his eyes.

"I really want to kill you, but someone told me that if I kill you, I will regret it in the future. I believe this person, so I will not kill you." Ye Xuan said calmly.

"Disciple, no matter whether you recognize me as a master or not, I, Yuan Ling, always regard you as my disciple in my heart. You are also my Yuan Ling's greatest pride."

"I have no perseverance, no great wisdom, and no courage to face disasters. I have failed in my life, but the most successful thing I have is to cultivate you, cultivate a holy who can step into the saints, and cultivate a disciple who may surpass the immortal God."

"Hahaha."

Yuan Ling laughed wildly, and the tears he shed with laughter were tears, these were tears of joy, these were tears of pride, and even more of a kind of tears of relief.

"So even if I become the saint of all saints, so even if I can return to the chaotic world, I will only be able to surrender to others in the end."

"But it doesn't matter. Although I am a mediocre person, I have a good disciple and a good disciple who dares to compete with the most powerful heavens. He can step by step on the throne of the first person in the ages and become the most dazzling star among the heavens and all worlds."

Yuan Ling was laughing wildly, her face full of tears. He finally woke up today and finally knew what he wanted.

His Yuan Ling is only one of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, his Yuan Ling is just a small soldier under the Immortal God, and he is extremely mediocre in the Chaos World.

But so what?

He has trained a good disciple. His disciple will climb to the extreme step by step, and his disciple will step by step into the nine heavens, and sooner or later he will become the most powerful person in the ages.

A long time later, when everyone looked up at Ye Xuan, his Yuanling's name will be recorded in the history of heaven forever, because he is Ye Xuan's master, and this honor has never been seen before, which is his greatest pride in his life.

Buzz!

Suddenly, Yuan Ling waved his hand and a starlight compass appeared. He solemnly handed the starlight compass to Ye Xuan, with a solemn look on his face.

"Disciple, I can't give you anything more. This Chaos Compass is my last treasure. This object marks the Chaos World area and can prevent you from losing your way in the Chaos World. Let's leave it to you now." Yuan Ling said softly.

Looking at the starlight compass in Yuan Ling's hand, Ye Xuan's expression was a little complicated. The two of them had been entangled for more than three million years, and until now, they finally eliminated all their grudges.

Ye Xuan's eyes were a little vague, and his memories were surging, as if they brought him back to the distant past.

That year, Ye Xuan was only fourteen years old. He was terminally ill and his life had reached a dead end. He just wanted to die alone in the deep mountains and forests.

"May I have your name?"

That year, Yuan Ling appeared in front of him.

"Ye Xuan, the bamboo leaves, Xuanyuan's Xuan."

"Would you like to worship me as your teacher?" Yuan Ling said.

"I do." Ye Xuan said.

"Okay, from today on you will be my Yuanling's disciple, and you will be reborn from now on."

That year, in this heartbreaking mountain, Yuan Ling pulled Ye Xuan, who was still a young man, and gradually entered the battlefield of the blood sea, starting Ye Xuan's legendary life.

My thoughts were dazed and my emotions were filled with emotion. Even though this memory lasted for more than three million years, Ye Xuan never forgot it at all.

"Without you, there would be no me. No matter how much grudge you and me were, you are still my master, Ye Xuan, and this has never changed at all." Ye Xuan solemnly bowed to Yuan Ling.

"Hahaha."

Yuan Ling was stunned at first, then laughed loudly, and tears in his eyes kept rolling out, because Ye Xuan could call him Master, which was his greatest relief and pride. Everything was no longer important.

All the holy saints and immortal scriptures are no longer important to Yuanling.

At this moment, he placed all his hopes on Ye Xuan, because he would be proud of Ye Xuan, and that was enough.

"Go, disciple, you will always have to walk the future path yourself. I have been wrong for more than three million years and will not continue to make mistakes in the future. When you become the saints of all saints, I will give you the last big gift to me." Yuan Ling's eyes were firm, as if he had decided on something big at this moment.

"The past grievances have been written off. If you are willing, I will take you home in the future."

Ye Xuan suddenly turned around and walked out of Wuzhuang Temple, and his whole body disappeared into Yuan Ling's eyes.

"Go home?"

Yuan Ling whispered in a daze, and a warm look flashed through his eyes.

"Brother Dao, do you really want to give him that thing?" Lu Ya frowned.

"Lu Ya, you and I have been in love with each other for endless years, and I can say that I am in love with my brothers. My dream has woken up. This thing is useless to me. Only by putting it in the hands of my disciple can he help him overcome the nine tribulations of heaven." Yuan Ling said softly.

"But...but this is the most treasure to survive the eight tribulations of heaven. If you give it to him...will you..." Lu Ya said tremblingly.

“So what if I get through it?”

Yuan Ling laughed at himself, and he murmured in the direction where Ye Xuan disappeared, "I am just a mediocre person after all, and I can't overcome the Nine Tribulations of Heaven. I put all my hope on him, and that's enough."

"Brother Dao, you have accepted a good disciple!" Taoist Lu Ya sighed, finally no longer questioning Yuan Ling's decision.
Chapter completed!