I became immortal in Tianzong Sword

"It's comfortable, it's time to go..."

After drinking a pot of spiritual wine, Xuan Chizi's body was filled with a strong aroma and spiritual energy.

He let it out in one long breath, and he was still spitting it out, and he kept on spitting it out...

Jiang Sibai felt the strong smell of wine blowing on his face, and then suddenly realized something was wrong.

This is not breathing and exhaling, but a long breath of true energy!

Xuan Chizi's true energy was all spurted out along with this breath!

Jiang Sibai opened his eyes in astonishment, and saw that Xuan Chizi's body was still spitting out the zhenqi he had accumulated for hundreds of years in all directions.

These zhenqi washed over the white tripod jade placed around them, and also washed over the bodies of the two people in front of them.

Jiang Sibai felt that an extremely pure vitality was being injected into his body, and this vitality was quickly transformed into true qi, which greatly increased the true qi accumulated in his sandalwood.

Is this the so-called 'chance'?

Jiang Sibai's eyes trembled. Is this the opportunity Master sought for him?

He seemed to see another scene in front of his eyes. When his master became immortal, he was sitting in front of his master as he is now, accepting the last breath of master Moshang Taoist...

Then his heart also trembled.

Is this how Luoyun Wonderland was inherited?

This is the Ascension Ceremony?

This is feathering!

But it's not over yet.

Xuan Chizi's true energy was still radiating, and his primordial spirit also came out from between his brows.

Then the body of the primordial spirit also collapsed, turning into streaks of sword light and scattering away.

The scattered sword light is the way of sword that Xuan Chizi has realized in his life, and because it is a fragment of Yuanshen, only the two people in front of Xuan Chizi can fully see the mysterious evolution of the fragments like a flash in the pan when they are scattered.

Jiang Sibai just glanced at it and was about to be attracted by the many subtleties of swordsmanship displayed in front of him.

And that Xingfeng had already sunk into it, and I forgot about it.

This is also what Taoist Moshang seeks for Jiang Sibai: Xuan Chizi's lifelong comprehension of swordsmanship!

The old Taoist was obviously worried that he would delay his disciple's talent, so he made such a move.

But Jiang Sibai still pulled out his attention, he always couldn't get over that threshold in his heart, and couldn't face this moment calmly.

So he moved his gaze upwards and saw the shattered primordial spirit.

And slowly, this primordial spirit no longer had the human form of Xuan Chizi, but changed into the shape of a sword and continued to shatter.

Jiang Sibai's familiar uncle seems to have completely disappeared from this world.

"Crazy~"

Suddenly he heard a sigh.

Then he suddenly came back to his senses, and vaguely saw an almost completely transparent afterimage looking down at him silently above the little sword transformed by Xuan Chizi's primordial spirit.

Seeing this, Jiang Sibai stood up in shock. He didn't care about the flushing of true energy or the sword of primordial spirit enlightenment, but sincerely looked at the afterimage and bowed with fists in his hands: "Master, let's go."

The afterimage seemed surprised by this, but still nodded slightly, and then floated upwards without any weight at all.

The walls of Chengdao Palace seemed to be unobstructed, and the afterimage directly penetrated into the ceiling and disappeared.

At this time, Jiang Sibai didn't care about other things at all, and didn't care about the current situation, so he rushed out directly.

What chance, what sword enlightenment, is no longer so important in his eyes.

He is very sure that his intention to find Xuan Chizi has always been pure, so saying goodbye to Xuan Chizi in his heart at this time is far more important than these so-called chances!

"noob!"

The Taoist from Moshang called out.

But Jiang Sibai rushed out regardless.

He jumped up to the roof of Chengdao Palace. He squinted his eyes hard to distinguish, and then vaguely saw the afterimage that continued to rise in the air, and bowed again:

"Uncle, let's go!"

He bowed his head and watched the afterimage disappear without a trace, unwilling to return to his senses for a long time...

"Xiaobai, your uncle has already left."

Taoist Moshang's slightly trembling voice sounded beside him.

Jiang Sibai turned his head, only to see his master standing beside him with slightly red eyes.

Only then did he notice that there were not only the two of them, master and apprentice, but the old fellows who were originally in the temple had already appeared on the roof.

Although it was a bit strange for a large group of bigwigs to suddenly climb the roof, but now all of these people have red eyes and are immersed in sadness.

"Brother has left, let's go down."

Daoist Shenji sighed.

Then those bigwigs also nodded and went down the roof.

It's just that the bosses looked at Jiang Sibai differently at this time.

One day they will also become immortals, so will they get such a sincere farewell from the younger generation?

Jiang Sibai stabilized his mind, and followed everyone back to the main hall of Chengdao Palace in silence.

When he came back, he happened to see Xuan Chizi's body... No, it should be called the slough.

The remains are turning into pieces of light feathers, slowly dissipating in the air.

Only the black-clothed Xingfeng who fully understood Taoism and all kinds of tripod jade from that place were left on the spot.

From the outer circle to the inside, there are red, yellow, blue, and ink in sequence.

"So that's how Ding Yu came here..."

Jiang Sibai knew one more thing.

Just like Taoist Moshang said, this tripod jade is indeed a gift left by the seniors of the sect to the younger generations, so it's no wonder that Xianyuan Palace always gives everyone so much convenience.

Jiang Sibai sighed in his heart. After experiencing this incident, he suddenly felt that the relationship between himself and this Luoyun fairyland was maintained a little closer.

"Xiaobai, let's go back."

Taoist Moshang tugged at Jiang Sibai, as if he had done something wrong.

Of course his intentions were good, to get more benefits for Jiang Sibai.

After so many years, everyone has long been used to this kind of thing.

But when he saw Jiang Sibai's true feelings revealed, his heart that had been silent for a long time felt the same.

In fact, how sad is Jiang Sibai really?

That feeling is definitely not comparable to that of Master's generation.

It's just that he felt that he shouldn't accept Xuan Chizi's gift with peace of mind, and let this uncle leave alone.

So he felt that he should give the other party a gift, even if he gave up the benefits that had been fed to his mouth.

Otherwise, he can't bear it and feels uneasy.

It was as if he was drinking Xuan Chizi's blood to strengthen himself, he didn't like it.

"You child...that's all, that's fine, the senior brother must be very happy."

Taoist Moshang sighed, and felt much lighter.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the sincerity felt in Jiang Sibai actually lifted Taoist Moshang's state of mind that had been stagnant for a long time.

It seems that because he felt that sincere grief, the qi in his heart became much purer.

Taoist Moshang is not a very talented cultivator, that's why he has stayed in the realm of gathering three flowers for so many years without making any progress.

Now he has vaguely grasped the true meaning of a formula of five qi and vitality.

[Empty in mourning, you will be calm, and the fire in the south will be in full swing]!

He previously thought that this 'empty mourning' was to make him restrain and abandon his mourning.

Now that I think about it, I should feel 'sorrow', understand what I am 'sorrow', and then come out.

This "emptiness" is not the emptiness of emptiness, but a kind of calmness after fully realizing this feeling.

Jiang Sibai saw that his master seemed to be a little distracted, so he carefully supported him to walk slowly on this mountain road.

He had just experienced the eternity of an acquainted uncle, and now his mind is full of thoughts like 'Master is getting old, his body is not going well, so he has to take good care of him'.