"By the way, I almost forgot to say that he was Uncle Chu Tiange, that is, your master, brother!"

"What?"

Chu Liuxian came to his senses and instinctively reached out to grab it. He didn't know what he wanted to catch, but he grabbed a little.

"Yes, it's yours, your master."

"The Lord of the Mountain in the Shenxiao Peak of the Daozong, the Venerable of Yin Shen, is also our uncle - Chu Tiange!"

Chu Liuxian didn't care how loud and shocking Chu Tiange's name was. He just reached out to grab it in vain, but he couldn't catch the young master's increasingly illusory body.

The young master faced Chu Liuxian and floated backwards, with a smile on his face: "Since the uncle's Yin Shen is traveling, I will take action with the Nine-Sighted Mirror on the Nine-Sighted Ancient Boat, brother, you are sure that you are safe, and I can rest assured."

Chu Liuxian took two steps forward and wanted to catch the flying young master, but what fell into his palm was still air, only loud sounds came into his ears:

"Liuxian has been in his life for 16 years, and has been the leader of his peers and is invincible!"

"The past is, now is, and the future is!"

"Brother, promise me not to let the title of "Young Master Liu Xian" become a laughing stock that will die before you succeed!"

"Brother, promise me!"

Chu Liuxian was unwilling to do so, and finally understood what the young master meant.

In the past sixteen years, he has been envious countless times and fantasized countless times that it would be how great it would be to be the person in his dream!

But he never thought that this fantasy would become a reality in this way.

Chu Liuxian felt so sad that he could not be more aroused, and crystal clear dripped from his eyes and turned into a flying golden light.

At this moment, he is the body of the soul, and what he shed is the tears of the soul.

The soul has tears, and it must not be felt at its peak, and it cannot flow...

"Brother, don't cry, these are yours."

The young master smiled brightly and could not be looked at. "No wonder I can never break the shackles that the banished immortals have accompanied. It turns out that the banished immortals are not me, and the young master Liuxian is not me..."

While speaking, he picked a jade pendant emitting mysterious light from his neck and put it in Chu Liuxian's palm.

The young master is just a body of the soul. Such an action is just a symbolic meaning, a kind of entrusting.

The one who entrusts him with the jade pendant with the mysterious light is the name "Gongzi Liuxian" and the pride of his life...

Chu Liuxian had to accept it. He took it with both hands because he would have never had any piety in his life and would never have any more in the future.

Tentacles disperse, and illusion is ultimately illusion. However, what disperses is an illusion. The things contained in it are firmly engraved in Chu Liuxian's heart, and they cannot be forgotten for the rest of their lives.

The young master smiled. It was relief, liberation, and indescribable lightness and peace of mind.

With such a smile, he turned toward the center of the golden lake and walked step by step.

In front of the young master, the red sun transformed by the mind of Yang Shen slowly sank into the lake and merged into the lake of Chu Liuxian's soul.

From then on, it was stamped with the imprint of Chu Liuxian, which could not be deprived of it without his wish.

Chu Liuxian seemed to be unaware of the drastic changes in the sea of ​​souls, but just watched the young master gradually drift away, watching him constantly emitting light and integrating into the world.

When the young master walked to the center of the lake, his body as bright as an immortal, was left with only a hazy light and shadow, he remembered something and turned around and said, "By the way, brother, I promise you to tell you, what I have in the booklets on the boat, you can see it yourself."

"I'll leave it to you, brother!"

The young master finally smiled at Chu Liuxian.

That smile is brighter than the fireworks, purely than crystals, and it dissipates in the most beautiful moments...

"No!"

Chu Liuxian woke up from a dream and screamed.

As the sound waves pass, the entire golden lake space collapses, and countless pieces fly away, covering everything.

When Qingming was restored to the front of me, Chu Liuxian returned to the cave in the mountain belly.

As soon as he woke up, his hands were lighter, and his two hands that were originally tied together were weakly disengaged.

The young master had no angry body and fell to the sky...
Chapter completed!