Ling Song's eyes were red.
He staggered out of the door, wanting to chase after Xiu Yuqing's soul.
But at the place where he knocked over the table and chair, a letter slowly floated down.
Ling Song happened to see that his manic aura had stopped because of this letter that had a faint fragrance.
He picked up the letter and opened it with trembling hands.
As expected, this was left for him.
There were only two words on the first line. It was his name.
Ling Song read it word by word. He, who was like a raging storm just now, slowly calmed down from those heartfelt words. But this calmness brought with it the sadness of a drizzle.
"Why don't you say goodbye to him face to face?" The woman asked.
"I'm afraid too. I'm afraid that I can't say it. I'm afraid that this kind of struggle will happen. Actually, I'm already satisfied. If I have too much hope, I'm afraid that everything will be worse," Xiu Yuqing said.
"I've seen many people who are reluctant to leave this world. Even if their lives were rough, in the end, they would crazily ask me to give them more time. You obviously care a lot and also want to talk to him face to face, but you still chose to leave in this way …" The woman in the morning light said.
"Let's go." Xiu Yuqing turned around and didn't look at Ling Song's tear-filled face anymore.
"Okay."
The wind blew and the flowers and leaves flew into the air. The fragrance of the flowers spread in a few houses nearby. Some people just woke up and the fragrance hit their noses …
…
Qingshui River Bay, there was a simple and unadorned river temple in the River Bay Sandbar. There was a goddess in the temple, holding a new sprout in her hand. The goddess statue was vivid and lifelike. The people who came to worship didn't bring incense and candles. Instead, they cut off the branches and leaves of the trees in the courtyard that they planted.
There were many people coming and going. Early in the morning, there were some people who volunteered to clean and repair the river temple.
Xiu Yuqing's soul was brought here. She looked at the people coming and going with confusion.
"You can choose to reincarnate or you can choose to stay here. From today onwards, you represent this river temple goddess. You're a god," the woman said.
"Goddess of the Divine Temple who protects a region?"
"Now, you are just a probationary deity. When you complete your merit, you will be the real Goddess of the River Temple. At that time, you will have the body of a mortal. You will probably be reincarnated in the home of one of the good people who worship you. However, your memories of this life will slowly disappear," the woman continued.
"If even the Goddess of the Divine Temple is appointed by you, then what kind of god are you … I … What should I use to thank you?" Xiu Yuqing was a little surprised.
She thought that she would be taken to the netherworld and be judged by her faith after death. She might even be tortured. But she didn't expect that she would have a Godhead and become a temple goddess …
"I don't know either. It's probably like what happened to you. One day, an uninvited guest knocked on my door and told me that there was a decree from the heavens. I followed the decree. There's no need to thank me. You should thank yourself. What you've persevered for, what you've fought against, you deserve a good place to belong, "the woman said.
"How should I report to you?" Xiu Yuqing realized that she seemed to have become the god who was in charge of the world of the living. Although it was a very small river temple goddess, the woman in front of her was naturally her god superior.
"I have a studio there … But if there's nothing, you don't have to come to me. The gods have their own duties. Everyone is searching for their own path as gods."
"Studio?" Xiu Yuqing looked towards the upstream of the river. She saw an elegant small building amidst the purple bamboo. She could vaguely see the canvases hanging down from the railings of the building. There was still ink on them.
It turned out that the gods were really by her side.
Xiu Yuqing had seen this studio before when she was taking a stroll. Because it was private property, she could only visit it through a fence.
…
…
Above the waning moon.
Zhu Minglang walked out of the Immemorial Moon Forest in ragged clothes. There were scars on his face that were almost disfigured. There were bloodstains on his chest and abdomen that were almost scarred.
Beside Zhu Minglang, the Fengyue White Dragon, Yama Dragon, Nüwa, Stegosaurus, Xuan Long, and the Fairy Fluorescent Dragon, the six dragon pets that had reached the Master God level were also covered in wounds. The Yama Dragon was so tired that it lay on the ground. The Fairy Fluorescent Dragon was squatting on its head. It was so tired that it looked like a little puppy with its tongue hanging out.
"This isn't a place for humans. It's too scary," Zhu Minglang cursed.
"We were almost wiped out." Mr. Koi floated out.
"I feel like the heavens are cheating me. What reward? They're clearly trying to bring me into the Abyss of Death!" Zhu Minglang still had lingering fears.
The waning moon opened again.
This time, Zhu Minglang was full of confidence as he headed towards the Waning Moon God Treasury.
It had to be known that his God's Merit had turned into Purple Clouds. According to his previous path, he would inadvertently obtain a great opportunity. He would either obtain a large sum of money or increase his cultivation.
Whether it was the Shenjun level Mo Shou or the evil Hong Yi, the death of these two evil gods could be exchanged for a large amount of God Roots and Spiritual Potential. Zhu Minglang felt that the heavens were giving him a Hundred Thousand Years Essence for free. After all, the position of Fu Chen God was too risky. If there weren't any great benefits, he would rather be a Child-Giving Immortal God and bring hope to those who were unhappy in the latter half of their lives. This job wasn't difficult at all …
What he didn't expect was that his opportunity was actually to step into an immemorial fantasy land. That place was clearly a remnant of space-time distortion. The remnant of the Waning Moon's former glory was displayed in the remnant of the Sacred Devil's soul. It felt like they had been sealed for an unknown amount of time, waiting to be reincarnated in a body. They were ancient monsters that had been sealed for an unknown amount of time.
Zhu Minglang felt more and more that there was no limit to how strong one could be.
The Divine King Realm was definitely not the peak of the Gods. Those remnant souls were clearly not inferior to the Gods and Devils of today. If it wasn't for the fact that he had the advantage in numbers, he would have been trapped there forever.
"No matter what, we've obtained this Nightshade Flower. With it, the problem of Xuan Long's growth will be solved!" said Mr. Koi.
"Sigh, is this Shenjun's Shell of Opportunity? It's too difficult. The path of cultivation is too difficult." Zhu Minglang sighed.
After risking his life, he had only obtained a Shell of Opportunity.
To put it simply, it gave him the qualifications to advance. Whether he could advance or not depended on his performance!
The Nightshade Flower.
This was Zhu Minglang's harvest from this trip.
The God's Merit had indeed given Zhu Minglang an opportunity. This opportunity allowed Xuan Long to grow and transform into an adult.
Xuan Long was currently only in his growth stage.
Every time a dragon grew and transformed, it would be accompanied by a great increase in cultivation and a sublimation in ability.
Therefore, if Xuan Long stepped into adulthood from his growth stage, he could easily break through the God Master Realm and transform into a Divine Dragon Lord!
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