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Chapter 689 Donate the core, keep the promise

As the first saint in the world, at this time, Mo Qinggu's remaining soul fragments were flying everywhere.

Oriental College, in a remote single dormitory, is transparent from east to west, and there is nothing blocking the view from the front of the room.

Ye Ziluan stood blankly in front of the window, looking into the distance with dull eyes.

My teacher has become a saint.

Teacher Mo has really achieved what he has been pursuing, but why is he so sad?

With her strength, she couldn't know what was happening now. She just felt an inexplicable pain in her heart and a bad premonition.

"What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"

Ye Ziluan was startled for a moment, turned around suddenly, and saw the old man standing in front of him with a smile.

"Teacher?!" Ye Ziluan said in surprise. She didn't expect that her teacher had just become a saint, and the first thing he did was to come to see her.

"Haha, how have you been lately? Did you succeed in your sixth nirvana?"

"No..." Ye Ziluan shook her head gently like a little girl who had done something wrong. It is not so easy. Things like nirvana of strength, giving and accumulation are both important.

"After entering the seventh realm against all odds, I felt that my foundation was weak. During this period, you said you wouldn't let me go out to fight, and I listened."

"But I feel that if you want to achieve nirvana, I'm afraid you still can't practice slowly by yourself..."

Mo Qinggu waved his hand and said with a smile: "Small problems, whether there are restrictions or not, I can solve them for you."

"Your cultivation speed is already very fast, don't underestimate yourself."

As he said that, Mo Qinggu stretched out his hand and hooked it casually, and the book that Ye Ziluan had gotten from him came into his hand.

Nirvana unlocks the book one layer at a time, and at this time all the imprisonments are released.

"Okay, take it and look at whatever you want. It's all about my understanding."

"But there is more than one path to becoming a saint. My path may not be suitable for you. Phoenix himself is a saint, and you will have your own path."

"Don't be afraid. Don't limit yourself. Your future path will be your own. There is no template to follow."

Ye Ziluan seemed to have thought of something. He looked at Mo Qinggu's illusory body and wanted to grab his arm, but failed.

She understood, and her eyes turned red instantly.

"Teacher...you are a spirit body, right? If you become a saint, you will live longer if you become a saint, right?"

"Haha." Mo Qinggu smiled and touched her head without saying anything.

Tears instantly fell down her face. It was the first time that Ye Ziluan felt such an emotional breakdown. In her concept, for a being of Mo Qinggu's level, death would not come so unexpectedly.

"sorry..."

"I'm sorry? What are you apologizing for?" Mo Qinggu was stunned.

"I have gained so much from you, I have taken so many shortcuts, and you have provided me with far more protection and convenience than Xinyuan and others, but I still haven't had time to let you see the day when I become something useful."

Ye Ziluan seemed to feel that this was the last meeting between him and his teacher. At this time, he was holding the air in front of him tightly, as if he wanted to hold on to those things that were destined to disappear.ωωw..net

"Hahahaha! Shortcut! Tell me what a shortcut is." Mo Qinggu raised his head and laughed.

"Don't talk about your own hard work, even if it's really just taking a shortcut, so what? I, a disciple of Mo Qinggu, don't deserve to take a shortcut?!"

"Those high-ranking officials and rich people want to leave the world to their children before they leave. I, Mo Qinggu, am alone. I have no property or resources, but the shackles of the sky are nothing."

"God won't let you break through? Who is he?"

Saint, equal to heaven!

After finishing his domineering and protective remarks, Mo Qinggu looked lovingly at his last disciple and touched her forehead with his hand.

The next second, the realm deficit left by the past efforts to encourage growth was made up in an instant!

At the same time, blazing flames surged out of Ye Ziluan's body and enveloped his whole body.

Violence breaks through the bottleneck, and the sixth Nirvana begins!

Everything happened so fast, the tears on Ye Ziluan's face were evaporated by the flames, and with tear stains, she crossed her legs and fell into meditation.

"This is the legacy I give you as a teacher."

"As I said before, there are many talents in the world, Xinyuan is very strong, Jun Anyi is very good, but I choose you!"

After the last sound disappeared, Mo Qinggu's figure also disappeared.

In front of Jun Anyi, there was also Mo Qinggu, a soul fragment that was either dying or disappearing.

As the master of the Temple of War, Jun Anyi was used to seeing life and death, but at this time, he still looked up sadly and was a little speechless.

"Dean Mo..."

Mo Qinggu didn't have much to say to Jun Anyi, so he just smiled and said:

"I broke through that strange 'curse' power of your tribe."

"But... I can't help it, Xiao Yi, I can't see through you. Your body... I'm afraid it's a little strange."

Jun Anyi's eyes flashed with disappointment for a moment, but he quickly adjusted and said:

"You have done a great job and turned the tide. Thank you for helping mankind take this step."

"Thank you for my family's affairs. As for myself, I will find a way."

Almost all the superpowers in the world have benefited from Mo Qinggu, but Jun Anyi's shortfall is unknown and cannot be made up for.

"You are still so sensible. I don't know how lucky that boy Xinyuan is." Mo Qinggu smiled, but immediately became serious again, looking at Jun Anyi carefully, frowning.

"You are different, you are really different, I am serious."

"You are really different from your tribe. Even now, I feel that there are certain aspects that I cannot see through you."

"It seems...you have the aura of that world..."

Jun Anyi was a little confused and didn't understand what Mo Qinggu meant.

"There are some things you still don't understand, but I'm going to tell you now, and you must remember it!"

"Becoming a saint is not a state of cultivation."

"To become a saint is to enter another world, a brand new door!"

"The Father of Superpowers misled us and placed sainthood after becoming a prince, as if it was just a higher level."

"But the fact is that there is almost no connection between the two. Becoming a saint is not the next step for becoming a prince."

"In other words, no one stipulates that one must be made a marquis before he can become a saint!"

Jun Anyi shuddered as he listened, feeling that the words were inexplicably scary. When he looked up, he found that Mo Qinggu in front of him had disappeared.

Even he couldn't understand Jun Anyi's destiny. Before he died, he could only give experience and reminders, but could not give any advice.

This girl is not that simple!

Underground, in a space, Xinyuan closed his eyes tightly, and in front of him was a door, blocking all the space in front.

——The gate at the end of the road is very close now.

He just sat there, as if waiting for someone.

"Coming?"
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