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Chapter 806 Siblings and Brothers

In the still water prison of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, the dark water splashes are filled with thin light.

Linlang looked peaceful, lying in the still water, with a gentle smile on her lips. She remembered the past, in the colorful tent of Tianshan, by the waterside of the ancestral court.

Several eyes stared in the darkness, and after a long time there were several sighs. Finally, the clan elder couldn't bear it, and his tone lost the harshness of questioning and asked softly:

"Linlang, you have never told us who he is.

All we want to ask now is, would he have come to this situation if he knew your current situation?"

Linlang's eyes flickered, and the tip of her nose was sour. She thought of Zhao Wujiang, who was still as gentle as jade when he was dying. She imitated Zhao Wujiang's gentle smile and smiled:

"I'll let him go."

The sighs in the darkness became heavier, and the clan elder said softly:

"Linlang, you have to live well and rebuild the demon pill."

Linlang didn't answer.

The clan elder spoke earnestly and continued:

"Otherwise, you won't live long, maybe only one or two years..."

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"Maybe, less, only a month or two to live."

The Taoist holding a bronze oil lamp had gray hair and drooped eyebrows. He stared at the weak and dim candlelight, his eyes becoming cloudier and swaying. He comforted the sad-looking fool beside him:

"Master, I have lived enough.

I have lived in the secret world for hundreds of years."

"Master..." The Taoist nun with stunning appearance and youthful bearing pursed her red lips tightly, her eyes filled with mist.

"Don't cry." The old Taoist's face was serious, but his eyes were still loving and gentle:

"When Zhao Wujiang died, you cried.

Leave that world and you cry.

Now that Master is not dead yet, you have to cry again.

You are the future leader of the human sect, and you will not shed tears easily."

"I'm not a man..." The Taoist nun wiped the corners of her eyes and made a huffing sound.

"But you are my closed disciple of Zhang Lindao!" The old Taoist coughed, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, as if he was suffering from great pain. His face condensed, and he smiled gently at his silly disciple Yang Miaozhen:

"A year has passed. Nearly a hundred years have passed in that secret world. Do you still remember what Master told you?"

Yang Miaozhen pursed her lips and nodded.

Zhang Lindao still gave his instructions earnestly and babbled:

"First, lead the disciples to the Middle-earth Divine Realm to seek the protection of Tianzong! Master, I have discussed it with my senior brother, and my senior brother has promised me that I will definitely protect you to reach the peak of the sage!

Two, within four years, which is about five hundred years of the previous secret world, you must, must, must go back. There, there is your final creation. It was the master who made countless choices for you. It is you who will become

The key to the supreme!

Third, from now on, at any time, you and any disciples of the Renzong are not allowed to follow the path of Master. They are not allowed to scheme against people's hearts or pry into the secrets of heaven!

Do you remember it?"

Yang Miaozhen, who knew that Master Zhang Lindao was explaining the funeral arrangements, had tears in his eyes. Under the gaze of Master, he nodded with a sad face.

"Go." Zhang Lindao waved his hand, and the oil lamp candlelight in his palm swayed, as if it was about to go out.

A sky-blue talisman with complex inscriptions engraved on it floated towards Yang Miaozhen. Zhang Lindao's voice was hoarse and low:

"Give it to Xiao Nianxia."

Yang Miaozhen took the talisman, and suddenly the tip of her nose became sour. She couldn't help but snort, and her snort was like crying.

She also has this talisman. It was a life-saving talisman that the master forcibly carved using his few life spans in exchange for lives. In order to protect the younger generations like the master.

She wanted to say something, but as soon as the dim candlelight flashed in front of her eyes, she appeared outside the door of the secret room, her red lips trembling, and she cried.

The secret room was extremely dark, with only the faint candlelight outlining Zhang Lindao's increasingly stooped and old body.

He could have lived for two or three more years, or even if he broke through to the supreme realm before his life force dried up, everything would wither away and he would live for tens of thousands of years.

But in the end, he exchanged the remaining half of his life for a life.

It’s a baby girl, called Xiao Nianxia, ​​and her birth name is Zhao Nianxia.
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