Strongest Abandoned Son - Chapter 2056

[Chapter 2056 Lost half soul]

Seeing the anxious tone of Master’s words, Mu Xiaoyun knew that this saint seemed a little weird.

Yinghuai said calmly, “Junior Sister Qilan, I thought it was wrong at first, and the sect master has already told me. The sea is tolerant of all rivers, and my goddess Holy Sect has also lost someone, not Mu Xiaoyun alone. ”

Lan Qilan’s face was ashen, of course she knew that Yinghuai was talking about her mother and her master. But she knew that this was not the time to argue about this, so she immediately stood up and wanted to say something, but the woman in purple said softly, “Qilan, this is not your decision. Xiaoyun, stand up. ”

When Lan Qilan heard the Sect Master’s words, she didn’t dare to say more, and sat down with a pale face.

When Mu Xiaoyun heard the sect master calling her, she quickly stood up and bowed and said, “Mu Xiaoyun, a disciple of Lanyi Peak, has seen the sect master.”

“Yeah.” Lan Qilan nodded, then looked at Mu Xiaoyun up and down for a long time, and then said: “Yes, the vitality is solid, and the progress of cultivation is really amazing. Xiaoyun, you are now my goddess Holy Sect disciple. , would you like to be my Holy Sect Saint?”

Mu Xiaoyun replied respectfully, “Sect Master, Xiaoyun has long been married to a woman, and her lifelong wish is that one day she will become successful in her practice and can go back to see my husband.”

The woman in purple frowned, but immediately asked, “Who is your husband?”

Mu Xiaoyun didn’t dare to hide it, and told her relationship with Ye Mo. She knew that in front of such a person who cultivated to the sky, as long as the other party wanted to ask, she couldn’t hide anything at all.

The purple-clothed woman and Yan said, “According to what you said, it is absolutely impossible for your husband to find the teleportation formation where you left the Divine Continent. So it seems that your husband should be dead, and the Divine Continent’s spiritual energy is so scarce, even if there is no spiritual energy, how can you Cultivation avenue?”

“The disciple has only the husband in his heart, and dare not peep at the position of the saint. Please ask the sect master to see it clearly.” Mu Xiaoyun said without waiting for the other party to propose again.

Lan Qilan is even more anxious. She can raise an objection to Yinghuai, but that doesn’t mean she can raise an objection to the suzerain. What’s more, her disciple Mu Xiaoyu even raised an objection to the sect master, which made her not anxious.

“Bold, Mu Xiaoyun. You are just a small disciple of the Goddess Holy Sect, and you dare to speak to the sect master like this.” Yinghuai immediately scolded.

After Yinghuai finished teaching Mu Xiaoyun, she turned around and said respectfully to the purple-clothed woman, “Lan Qilan, as the Taoist emperor of my goddess’s holy gate, has taught the disciples to be so rude. Sect master, if my goddess’s holy gate continues like this, , will no longer have the character of the first holy gate. I think the prison gate mountain has long been forgotten by many people, the sect master…”

The woman in purple raised her hand to stop her lingering words, and calmly looked at Mu Xiaoyun, who was pale, and said, “That’s it, Qilan, Mu Xiaoyun is your disciple and has no respect, you can’t escape the blame. Your master was amazing and brilliant back then, but he ended up like this because of a single thought. I hope you can do it yourself.”

Lan Qilan knew that if she dared to say another word, she would go to Prison Gate Mountain. Back then, her master died in Prison Gate Mountain, and if she went again, she would not be able to come back.

Mu Xiaoyun didn’t dare to say it anymore, she knew about the Prison Gate Mountain. When she first entered the Goddess Holy Gate, her master told you about her. It was because of his loss that Shizu finally died in the prison gate mountain. If she dares to continue to refute, then the next person to die on the prison gate mountain will be her master Lan Qilan.

The purple-clothed woman raised her hand and took out a copper lamp with only a small amount of light. The people in the hall were instantly attracted by this soul lamp, and everyone understood that the lamp was indeed going to be extinguished at any time.

The purple-clothed woman suddenly reached out and grabbed it out of thin air, and Mu Xiaoyun felt a emptiness in her body, as if something had been taken away. The purple-clothed woman grabbed a faint glow from the soul lamp, and at the same time threw the thing she grabbed into the soul lamp.

The faint light that she caught was finally extinguished completely, but the soul lamp brightened instantly, brilliant and splendid.

Lan Qilan’s expression changed, she couldn’t help but stand up and said, “Sect Master, it only takes a touch of spirituality to light up the soul lamp, why do you want to…”

Before Lan Qilan could finish speaking, the woman in purple snorted coldly and said, “Qilan, if you make mistakes again and again, go to Prison Gate Mountain.”

“Yes, Sect Master.” Lan Qilan bowed and replied with a pale face, not daring to refute it.

After the purple-clothed woman finished speaking, she looked at Mu Xiaoyun again and said, “Xiaoyun, now you are the saint of my Goddess Holy Sect. You can’t go back to Lanyi Peak, just live in Goddess Peak.”

“Yes, Sect Master.” Mu Xiaoyun’s heart was cold, she was no longer the Mu Xiaoyun who was in the small world. With the conversation between Yinghuai and the Sect Master, how could she not know that she had been selected as a saint. The words of the sect master were just performances. If she resists at all, not only will she continue to be a saint, but the master will also be thrown to Prison Gate Mountain.

Without a master, she was already killed by the people of the Goddess Holy Sect, how could she wait until now? Whether this situation resists, or agrees or not, the result is already doomed.

Seeing Mu Xiaoyun’s agreement, the purple-clothed woman’s face softened a little, she turned her head to look at Yinghuai and said, “The previous saint, Ji Xi, didn’t come back from the Divine Tomb Realm, something should have happened there, you and Ruicai go. have a look.”

“Yes, Sect Master.” Yinghuai immediately bowed to answer, and at the same time walked out of a Tsing Yi woman again, she also bowed in response.

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“Master, is Xiaoyun okay?” After returning to Lanyi Peak, Luo Houyue immediately asked about Mu Xiaoyun. Only she and Mu Xiaoyun are from the fairy world. For a long time, she and Mu Xiaoyun have become sisters, and she never wants anything to happen to Xiaoyun.

Lan Qilan sighed, shook her head and said, “Xiaoyun is fine for the time being, but I still have a bad feeling in my heart. Xiaoyun’s becoming a saint is definitely the meaning of the sect master. As for what the sect master wants Xiaoyun to do, I will I’m not very sure. Well, I wanted to become a saint, and the soul lamp only needs a trace of spiritual thoughts, but the sect master took away half of Xiaoyun’s soul…”

Lan Qilan always felt a little weird about this, but she couldn’t figure out the reason, and there was no way to bring Xiaoyun back.

Luo Houyue was horrified immediately. Humans have three souls and seven souls, and capturing half of them means that their souls are incomplete. Even if they are safe and sound, they will not be able to achieve the Dao. How can the saintess of the Goddess Sacred Sect not testify to the Great Way? Even if the master didn’t explain it, she understood that Xiaoyun was not the real saint selected by the goddess, just a transition.

In this way, the sect still calls the goddess holy door in vain, which is an insult to these words. Luo Houyue felt uneasy, but there was nothing the master could do, and there was nothing she could do. I can only silently wish Xiaoyunji a good person and no problem.

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In the Divine Grave Domain, within a thousand miles from Ye Mo’s retreat, there is an incomparably huge fist print, which cannot be swept to the bottom with divine sense. In this and the fist mark, there are Dao rhymes everywhere. If someone is here, if they are not careful, they will definitely be torn into pieces by these Dao rhymes.

Anyone who came to the Divine Grave Realm knew that this fist shadow was smashed by the ancient Hunyuan Holy Emperor with one punch. Even if someone came here, they would not jump out of this fist mark, at most they would just feel the rhythm of the divine passage next to the fist mark.

At this time, in the depths of the fist mark, there was a pool full of purple water, and above the pool was a woman in a yellow skirt with a broken dress.

If Ye Mo was here, he would definitely know that the woman in the yellow dress was the goddess who fought against the Holy Emperor Yudao. It’s just that at this time, the goddess in the yellow skirt no longer has the magical powers she had before, but her breath is extremely weak, and it seems that she can die at any time.

But the purple spring water beneath her tumbled with purple auras, wrapping her around. Although her breath was getting weaker and weaker, her body, which had been seriously injured and broken everywhere, was getting smoother and smoother, and the wounds from the war had already disappeared automatically.

The tumbling purple aura became lighter and lighter, and finally calmed down slowly. At the moment when the purple aura completely disappeared, the vitality of the woman also completely disappeared.

After a few breaths, the vitality of the woman’s disappearance suddenly surged, as if a breakpoint had been connected, and it continued.

The woman in the yellow dress suddenly turned over and stood up, standing above the water that had lost its color out of thin air, and muttered to herself, “What is this place? How did I come here?”

Immediately, she found that the clothes on her body were completely torn, and even her body could not be covered. She didn’t have time to think about the rest, so she quickly took out a new set of clothes and put it on.

After changing her clothes, she let out a surprised snort, “Why is there no connection between me and the Holy Gate Soul Lamp? What’s going on?”

She looked at her pure white palm even more in shock, and raised her hand at the same time, and the surrounding space was taken away by her casually, without any stagnation.

“The soul lamp of the Holy Gate and I have no sense, but Xiuben has arrived at Yudao. What the hell is going on?” She stood blankly in the void, completely unaware of what happened to herself.

She lifted her foot and stepped out of the air of the pool, landed on the edge of the pool, and the messages were recalled by her.

Before, she fought with a Taoist sage emperor, and she lost both. Even so, she is still not the opponent of the Holy Emperor Yudao. Later, both of them saw an Immortal Emperor Consummate, and that stunned young Immortal Emperor was the one she hadn’t rescued before. Unexpectedly, the immortal emperor wanted to be a fisherman, but she used the foolish immortal emperor to escape.

Then she came to the Hunyuan fist pit. She originally wanted to fly past the fist pit, but because of the serious injury, she was driven by the rhythm in the fist pit and fell into the fist pit. Fortunately, all kinds of body protection laws on her body were inspired, blocking the rhythm in this fist pit. Later, she was swept in by a vortex of space on the side of the fist pit and suspended above a purple pool.

By the way, it was the purple pond that made her become like this. What kind of pond water was this? It allowed her to step directly from the plastic path to the education path, and it also wiped out everything related to the Holy Sect on her body.

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