"Senior, what do you know about this page of the Book of Life and Death?"
Su Zimo thought of something and took out the black paper he snatched from Fengdu.
In the Netherworld, he wanted to find a book that recorded the souls of all living beings, but he did not find any clues.
He had also studied this black paper for a long time but could not find a way.
There were obvious signs of tearing at the edge of the black paper.
Even if Su Zimo attacked with all his strength, he could not tear this black paper apart.
When he probed with his divine sense, he could only sense that this black paper was the Book of Life and Death, but it was dark inside and he could not see anything.
The black-robed man ignored Su Zimo's question.
Su Zimo asked about some information about the Vast Thousand Domains, but the black-robed man only replied that he had been trapped here for many years and did not know the situation of the Vast Thousand Domains, so he kept quiet and did not seem willing to talk more.
Wu Dao's original body and the black-robed man had stayed in the Holy Ground for tens of thousands of years and knew that the black-robed man had a strange temperament, so he did not ask any more questions.
Su Zimo left the Netherworld River and returned to the Middle World.
Many of his old friends and friends knew that he was going to ascend to the Vast Thousand Domains and had been waiting in the Heaven Wasteland Domain to send him off.
The tiger, Qing Qing, Little Fox, the Golden Lion brothers, Yan Beichen, Ming Zhen, Demoness Ji, Sky Wolf, Yunzhu, Yang Ruoxu, Xie Qingcheng, and Lin Xuanji of the Heaven Wasteland Sect were all there.
Everyone gathered in the main hall, drinking and chatting merrily. They tried not to talk about the departure, but there was a hint of sadness in everyone's eyes.
Everyone knew that it would be extremely difficult for them to meet Su Zimo after his departure.
Even if they could all step into the Martial Emperor realm and ascend to the Vast Thousand Domains, it was unknown whether they could gather together.
Moreover, it was so lively today.
"Sigh, all of you have left and I'm the only one left."
Lin Xuanji pretended to be sad and sighed.
"Brother Lin, are you not going to ascend?"
Su Zimo asked with a smile.
"Of course I'm going to the Vast Thousand Domains."
Lin Xuanji replied, "With the heavy responsibility of Enigma Palace on my shoulders, I'll definitely head up and take a look. I'll record everything in the Great Thousand World and pass it on to the future generations."
Su Zimo smiled. He looked at Yunzhu and asked, "Is Senior Mo Qing still in seclusion?"
Mo Qing didn't show up this time.
"Brother Su, you're only thinking of Sister Mo Qing now?"
Yunzhu rolled her eyes at him with a faint smile.
Then, Yun Zhu raised her hand and handed a scroll to Su Zimo. "Sister Mo Qing said she doesn't like these kinds of parting occasions so she won't come to see you off. This is her gift to you."
"If you don't remember little sister Mo Qing, I don't plan on giving you this gift."
Yunzhu snorted.
Su Zimo smiled and accepted the scroll. He didn't open it, but instead placed it into his bag of holding.
Everyone drank heartily and chatted heartily while laughing without end, and they seemed to have already forgotten that they were about to part.
However, all good things must come to an end.
Unknowingly, the laughter was mixed with some sobbing.
Although they were trying their best to suppress it, how could everyone present who had cultivated to this realm not hear it?
The commotion in the hall gradually died down.
The sobbing sounds became more obvious.
Everyone put down their wine glasses one after another and fell silent.
"Young Master."
Momo stood behind Su Zimo with reddened eyes and a face full of tears. She reached out and gripped the corner of Su Zimo's robes tightly, as though she was afraid that he would leave the next moment.
Even when the Qinglian and Dragon Phoenix true bodies ascended in Tianhuang Mainland, Momo wasn't as sad as she was now.
At that time, Wu Dao's true body was still in Ping Yang Town with her after all.
But this time round, she felt terrible about Su Zimo's departure.
"Young Master, I'm sorry. I … I want to be happy too, but … but I just can't control myself …" Momo sobbed.
In the Three Thousand Realms, he was one of the respected peach and willow immortals.
However, beside Su Zimo, he was like an obedient and kind child who could not bear to hurt others, let alone kill.
Although Liu Ping did not cry, his eyes were red as well.
Su Zimo had saved his life and given him a new lease on life.
In his heart, he had long regarded Su Zimo as the person he respected the most.
"If you have the chance in the future, come to the Great Chiliocosm to look for me."
Su Zimo patted Momo's shoulder gently and said gently.
Momo nodded vigorously.
"The two of you can cultivate this Heavenly Sutra of Creation."
Su Zimo handed a sutra to Momo and Liu Ping.
For the past 60,000 years, apart from cultivation, he had been guarding the Netherworld mainly to deduce and perfect this cultivation technique.
The Heavenly Sutra of Creation was a Dao technique that he had created by fusing the Immortal, Demon, Buddhist, and Demon Dao techniques according to his own creation, Qinglian. It was truly a taboo mystic classic!
While he was deducing and writing the Heavenly Sutra of Creation, his understanding of the Dao of Creation became deeper and deeper.
The world that he condensed was the Chaotic World.
However, since he started cultivating, most of his Dao techniques came from Qinglian and his understanding of the Dao of Creation was the clearest.
After leaving this taboo mystic classic, there was nothing for him to miss in the Middle World.
Su Zimo stood up, raised his wine glass, looked at everyone, and said, "Today's gathering is not shallow. If we meet again in the Great Chiliocosm in the future, let's drink and chat happily. Su Zimo, I'll bid you farewell now."
After saying that, Su Zimo downed the wine in one gulp.
Everyone also raised their glasses and drank.
Su Zimo took a deep breath, left the Heaven Wasteland Palace, rose into the air, and flew toward the Great Chiliocosm under the gazes of everyone.
Not long after, Su Zimo came to the ruins of the Heavenly Court. Looking at the nine immortal monuments standing tall, he bowed deeply, and continued to fly.
Just as he was about to leave the Middle World, Su Zimo seemed to sense something, and looked back.
This place was separated by layers of Void from Heaven Wasteland Domain. The people of Heaven Wasteland Domain could no longer see his figure, and gradually dispersed.
But in front of a cave residence of Qiankun Academy, a woman stood there quietly, looking up in the direction that he left, a snow-white butterfly on her shoulder.
Su Zimo paused, took out the picture scroll from his storage bag, and slowly unfolded it.
It was still a portrait.
However, on this picture scroll, there were two people, a man and a woman.
The man had black hair and green robes, and his eyes were like torches.
The woman's blood-red robes reached the ground, and she looked disdainfully at the world.
The two people on this picture scroll were Su Zimo and Die Yue.
The attainment of this picture was already extremely high, and there was no difference in detail. It was almost as if the two people inside were about to walk out of the picture.
More importantly, even the gaze and charm of Su Zimo and Die Yue were completely reflected in the picture scroll.
In the lower right corner of the picture scroll, there was a line of small words.
"I hope that Junior Brother Su will find her soon, and live hand in hand for the rest of his life."
Seeing this sentence, Su Zimo felt Mo Qing's feelings.
She had let go and let go.
Su Zimo's mood also relaxed. He put away the picture scroll, broke through the barrier of the Middle World, and flew all the way!
(End of this chapter)
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