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Xiaoqi was so surprised that he couldn't speak. He stared at the old man for ten seconds, and she didn't come back to her senses until Mu Qingshuang called her.

"Xiaoqi, are you okay with Xiaoqi?" Mu Qingshuang reached out and stroked Xiaoqi's head a few times.

After a while, Xiaoqi spoke. She looked at the old man and asked, "What about my mother? How about she? And why don't I know these things?"

The old man shook his head helplessly and said, "I can only tell you so much. If you know too much, it will have a considerable disadvantage to your own tribulation. As for your memories, I think they must have been temporarily sealed. When you succeed in tribulation, those memories will probably be restored."

Xiaoqi said dejectedly: "Okay, but I'll still thank you grandpa, thank you for telling me so much."

The old man smiled faintly, and a lot of wrinkles were already piled up on his old face.

At this time, Ji Tianyu and Song Fei both found that the old man's figure was slowly fading, and even becoming transparent. Both of them stared at the old man's slowly disappearing figure in horror.

"You...you aren't going to disappear?" Seong Fei stuttered.

Although he didn't know the old man for a long time and he kept contradicting him, as if he didn't respect him without etiquette, in Song Fei's heart, he still respected his predecessors very much.

Now that the old man was talking, his body became transparent. Song Fei knew that he was afraid that the deadline had come and he couldn't hold on for long, and he was still a little sad.

"I have long been indifferent to life and death. My spiritual consciousness has been supporting me for so long and fulfilled my last wish. I am satisfied and have nothing to ask for..." The old man said lightly.

There was no emotional ups and downs in my old and deep eyes, as if I had really put life and death aside.

"Why are you, old man, leaving so urgently? You can't stay for a few more days!" Song Fei scolded.

Although he spoke in a really vulgar tone, he couldn't bear to leave the old man so quickly, but he was just embarrassed to say so bluntly.

"Hahahaha-It seems that you can't bear to part with me, the old man?" the old man smiled.

It was obvious that he had seen Song Fei's thoughts and laughed at him.

"Hmph, who wouldn't bear to part with you, old man?" Song Fei turned his face and stopped looking at the old man's gradually fading figure.

"Yes, I'm just a bad old man, who will remember and care?" the old man said silently, his eyes full of infinite sadness.

Indeed, the old man probably has already taken the separation of life and death a long time ago, but it is a bit sad to think that there is no one who cares about memorial in this world when he dies.

"Hey, I... can't I say the wrong thing, don't look at me in such a sad look, I'm not adapted!" Song Fei said guiltily.

He thought it was his words that made the old man feel sad, so he began to feel a little guilty.

The old man smiled faintly, looked at Song Fei and said, "You kid is quite in my appetite. I will do another good thing when I am dead, but you have to take me as your teacher first."

Song Fei said arrogantly: "Ask you as your teacher? That won't work. You are all people who are leaving. I worship you as your teacher and what can you teach me."

The old man laughed a few times, "If you can worship me as your teacher, I will consider passing on what I have learned throughout my life to you, what if?"

Song Fei's eyes turned a few times and asked suspiciously: "You are like this, how much more life can you learn? Could it be that you want to deceive your apprentice before you die?"

"Hahahaha--It's really interesting. Do I have to cheat me? I think my peak strength is at least the supreme level. Don't think of me as weak? "The old man said speechlessly.

Song Fei began to hesitate, thinking seriously about the old man's words and considering whether it is feasible.

"If you rub it for a while, you may not have a chance. I may not be able to hold on for long." The old man spoke to remind Song Fei, who was still twitching.

In fact, he had never thought of inheriting what he had learned throughout his life, let alone passing on his life to his younger generations so easily. However, he felt that Song Fei really had his appetite for him, so he had this idea.

"I promise you, can't I just accept you as my teacher?" After hearing the old man's reminder, Song Fei immediately agreed.

He was also afraid that the old man's figure would disappear, otherwise he would be so annoyed that he could finally pick up a big bargain and watch it disappear.

So after hearing the old man’s reminder, he agreed without thinking. Isn’t it just to worship him as his teacher? What’s wrong with it? Anyway, the old man just wanted to accept an apprentice before he died to keep a memorial, so he, Song Fei, fulfilled his wish.

Song Fei comforted himself in this way.

Then he knelt on the ground with a clang and kowtowed to the old man three times, "Master is here, please give me a prayer, two, and three!"

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect that I would really receive a satisfactory apprentice when I was dying. Get up." The old man said happily.

The old man could hear the excitement in his voice when he was talking, which shows that he was very happy and satisfied with accepting a disciple while he was dying.

"Come here." The old man motioned to Song Fei.

Then Song Fei walked obediently to the old man, and then saw the old man stretching out his index finger and pressing it among Song Fei.

When the old man teleported his cultivation to Song Fei, he could clearly see that the old man's body was dissipating and transparent at a faster pace.

Until the last trace of cultivation was passed to Song Fei without any leakage, the old man's body gradually disappeared.

"From now on, you must remember the way of practicing as a teacher. Although you cannot be a great hero who saves heaven and earth, you cannot do anything miserable." This is the last sentence left by the old man.

When Song Fei opened his eyes, he saw that the old man's body turned into smoke and drifted away with the wind. He subconsciously reached out to grab it, but he caught nothing.

Song Fei knew that if the old man had not passed on his cultivation level, he would have been able to stay for a few hours. To some extent, he accelerated the disappearance of the old man. After thinking about this, Song Fei could not help but his eyes were wet even if he was a seven-foot man.
Chapter completed!