The infinite heavens descend upon the world

Seeing Ling Xuan agreed, Wuyazi was overjoyed. He took off a jewel ring from his left finger and wanted to put it on Ling Xuan's finger.

But at this moment, Wuyazi was already exhausted and his strength was depleted, and his trembling hands couldn't even grab Ling Xuan's wrist.

Ling Xuan called out again: "Master!" and placed his other hand in front of him. The old hand slowly put the ring on his finger.

"This is the first thing. From now on, you will be the third leader of Xiaoyao Sect."

"As the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, I have been willful and reckless throughout my life without making any achievements. I am truly ashamed of the entire Xiaoyao Sect, and even more so of the expectations of my master, Xiaoyaozi. Today, I am about to die, and I hope that the future generations of the Xiaoyao Sect will not follow my example."

"The luckiest thing in my life is to have you as my disciple. I am not a qualified master. As your master, I have not done much for your martial arts training. Fortunately, you are quite smart. I think this world will be yours in the future."

"The second thing is to help me take good care of my silly granddaughter. Murong Fu is a heartless villain who lacks benevolence, loyalty and filial piety. He is not worth seeing. As a teacher, I hope you can let her see Murong Fu clearly." Wuyazi looked at Wang Yuyan who had fainted on the ground and said to Ling Xuan. This was the last thing he could do to help Wang Yuyan.

For more than thirty years, Wuyazi, as a father, has always owed Li Qingluo and failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a father. Today, he was able to pass on more than thirty years of skills to Wang Yuyan and asked Ling Xuan to help Wang Yuyan see Murong Fu clearly, which can be regarded as an alternative compensation to both of them.

"Master, I will definitely do it." Ling Xuan was already in tears at this moment. The death of his loved one made Ling Xuan at a loss.

"Very good, very good." Wuyazi's voice became softer and softer. When he said the second word "very good", his voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible. Suddenly, he laughed loudly a few times, and then his body stopped moving.

"Master?" Dongfang Yu quickened the flow of his internal energy and took a few more steps to call out in a low voice, but Wuyazi's figure was like a rock and there was no response at all.

dong dong dong...

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xuan kowtowed three times heavily to Wuyazi's body, and carried Wang Yuyan to the chair.

"Senior Brother, come in." Ling Xuan calmed down and stood with his hands behind his back.

As early as when Ling Xuan came in, he had already noticed that Su Xinghe had not left, but was guarding outside the door. It seemed that it was arranged by Wuyazi to prevent outsiders from interrupting the transmission of skills.

Su Xinghe entered the wooden house. He had expected this to happen, but he still couldn't help but feel sad. He knelt down and kowtowed several times, crying, "Master, Master, you finally left me!"

Su Xinghe wiped away his tears and stood up, looking at the jade ring on Ling Xuan's finger. He straightened his clothes and suddenly knelt down in front of Ling Xuan, bowed his head and said, "Su Xinghe, the unworthy disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, pays homage to the new leader of our sect."

"Why, why?" Ling Xuan looked at his senior brother who was kneeling on the ground, and asked in confusion and anger.

Although he already knew that his master Wuyazi wanted to pass on his skills to him, he was able to muster up the heart to agree. If he had told himself, perhaps the outcome would have been different.

Listening to Ling Xuan's angry voice, Su Xinghe's emotions that had accumulated for three years also got out of control and said angrily: "Do you think I will agree? Do you think I want to see my master pass away? Do you think I won't feel distressed?"

The three questions and the three roars were meant to release all the depression that had accumulated over thirty years at once.

The journey of master and disciple lasted for more than fifty years, but now they have parted ways with each other, and sorrow is everywhere in their hearts.

At this moment, silence becomes the main theme.

After a long time, Ling Xuan slowly said: "It's my fault"

"Master, there is no need to blame yourself. Thirty years ago..." Su Xinghe also calmed down and realized that he had lost his composure just now, so he began to persuade him.

More than thirty years ago, Wuyazi wanted to pass on his skills to Su Xinghe, but was rejected by him. Now he had to agree because Wuyazi's life span had ended, so he was forced to agree.

He is 93 years old this year. In the original novel, Wuyazi was waiting for characters like Master Kuruo and Qiao Feng, but unfortunately, the only person who showed up was Xu Zhu, and he could only pass on his skills to Xu Zhu.

"Hahaha, all the planning is in vain, everything is beyond our control." After hearing Su Xinghe's words, Ling Xuan laughed, stood up and walked out of the wooden house.

Yes, he saved Master Xuanci and his senior brother Su Xinghe, but he failed to save his most respected master Wuyazi.

"Master, what about Wang Yuyan?" Su Xinghe looked at him with a bitter laugh, indicating that he should not forget what he promised to Master Wuyazi.

Now, there are only their fellow disciples, Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan in the Tianlongdiya Valley. They cannot let Wang Yuyan stay here forever.

Ling Xuan retracted his steps out of the door, turned around, hugged Wang Yuyan and walked out again.

"Junior brother, you...you..."

As Ling Xuan, who was holding Wang Yuyan, stepped out of the wooden house, he heard Su Xinghe's frightened voice behind him.

"Brother Ye, why are there white light emanating from your and Miss Wang's bodies?" At this time Duan Yu also rushed over and saw the changes in their bodies.

Duan Yu originally came to look for Wang Yuyan, but found that she was not in her boudoir, so he went to look for Ling Xuan, but Ling Xuan was not in the room either. Then he came out and saw Ling Xuan carrying Wang Yuyan out of the room.

Only at this moment did Ling Xuan notice the changes in his and Wang Yuyan's bodies. The moon was bright and clear, and strands of silver light were shining on their bodies.

But his body was frozen, and he could only see Duan Yu and Su Xinghe seemed to be shouting, but he could not hear their voices.

But in the moonlight, the two people's bodies involuntarily emanated drops of white light, and their bodies then turned from solid to empty, and gradually disappeared between heaven and earth.

Su Xinghe looked up at the sky with his mouth wide open, dumbfounded. This was an unprecedented scene. "Could it be that our junior brother, the master, has attained enlightenment and become an immortal?"

On the other side, Duan Yu saw the body of the fairy sister Wang Yuyan disappear completely, and quickly performed Lingbo Weibu to catch Wang Yuyan. The moment his palm touched the phantom, it dissipated between heaven and earth, as if it had never appeared.

"How could this happen?" Duan Yu crawled to the place where Ling Xuan and Wang Yuyan had just disappeared, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

How could the two of them disappear when they were clearly here? Obviously, the scene just now left Duan Yu puzzled and he stayed there in a daze.

……

In a room of more than ten square meters on the thirty-second floor of Building 5 in Tianyuan World, Donghai City, and Lingwan District, Ling Xuan, wearing a green gown and holding Wang Yuyan, looked at the familiar room with mixed feelings for a moment.

I am back? I have been in the world of Tian Long Ba Bu for almost a year, and I am finally back?

If he hadn't been wearing an ancient green gown, holding the fairy sister Wang Yuyan in his arms, and hadn't had the endless internal energy surging in his body, Ling Xuan would have almost doubted whether what happened in The Legend of the Condor Heroes was just a dream.

But what about Wang Yuyan? How could I bring her here? Even though I promised Wuyazi to take care of her, I couldn't bring her here.