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During the battle in the Buddhist temple, there was no sound from Qin Xuan.
Nearly half a year has passed, and the world of cultivation has been turbulent, but Qin Xuan seems to have fallen.
In the chest, even the heart stopped beating.
In Dantian, seventy thousand stars are dead and silent, as if they are deserted.
Subtle footsteps sounded, and the monk in white came, and he looked at Qin Xuan.
"Are you awake yet?" He stood with his eyes lowered, looking at Qin Xuan, then turned and left.
He had already heard about what happened half a year ago.
¡°Not just him, but everyone in the entire cultivation world doesn¡¯t know.
Tianxuan is the master of the Immortal Vein, and he died under this little friend's sword.
That sword is still regarded as peerless by the world of cultivation. The master of swordsmanship even suppressed half of the Mahayana sword of the sword master in the Supreme Sword Tomb.
"My little friend, you haven't woken up yet?" Taoist Taiqing sat in the temple with his brows furrowed.
¡°Not yet!¡±
"Those girls have been waiting all day long. Every time I go out, I will be questioned several times." Taiqing Laodao said helplessly: "Speaking of which, my little friend seems to be ruthless, but there are actually many confidantes who care about me like this!"
The monk in white lowered his eyes slightly, "The word love is as good as the great road."
"Are you in love with the scene?" The old Taoist looked at the monk in white.
The monk's eyes paused for a moment, and he sighed softly, "The past is over, it's over!"
"I have entered Buddhism and will not be stained by the mortal world."
Taiqing Taoist shook his head slightly. He knew some of the past events of the monk in white.
The monk in white was gifted with extraordinary talent. He was only more than ten years old, but he had already turned the world upside down.
"If it weren't for the fate of the beauty in the end, the monk would be suppressed in the sky prison for this reason. If it weren't for the fact that he survived the catastrophe and was saved by others.
In this world, there is no Buddhist temple like this, let alone a Buddha like this.
??Everyone has a world of mortals that they cannot bear to look back on.
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Outside the temple, Jun Wushuang looked at Qin Hao with a cold face.
"Have you decided?"
"Yes, Mom!" Qin Hao said calmly with cold features, "It's been half a year. I have made up my mind, the road ahead is clear, and I can travel far!"
"You won't wait until your father wakes up?" Jun Wushuang said coldly.
"No need, how can the dog son help the tiger father? It's just a burden. He will wait for me to become a dragon one day, so that he can be qualified to stand in front of him and live up to his father's expectations." Qin Hao's eyes were indifferent: "Now Hao'er is not qualified to face his father. I am not qualified to comfort my father."
Jun Wushuang¡¯s brows furrowed even more tightly, and Xiao Wu on the side also frowned slightly.
"Hao'er, you have to think carefully. When you leave, the starry sky is vast and unpredictable. Little Jin'er will no longer be by your side. Your father, mother, and even I will not be able to find you." Xiao Wu He said softly: "No, wait until your father wakes up, then"
"Aunt Xiao Wu!" The coldness on Qin Hao's face softened a little, "The road travels alone. I can't rely on everyone for the rest of my life, and I don't want to be so selfish that everyone lives for me, Qin Hao."
"Father, you have your father's way, mother, you have your mother's way, and the same is true for Aunt Xiao Wu."
"Everyone in the world has gone through disasters, not to mention me, Qin Hao?"
He said slowly: "My life is good. I am reborn here with my father to support me, my mother's love, and my aunts and elders to protect me. But that doesn't mean that I have a good life."
Both women frowned and looked at each other.
Now, they can¡¯t see through Qin Hao.
Qin Hao took a slight breath and slowly knelt down. Jun Wushuang frowned but did not stop him.
His originally slightly childish face seemed to have finally become somewhat weathered at this moment.
After kneeling three times and knocking nine times, Qin Hao slowly raised his head.
"Mother, Hao'er is gone, I hope mother will take care of you." Qin Hao said softly: "This time I am traveling far, I hope mother will not worry."
"Hao'er!" Xiao Wu was about to speak.
"Forget it, let him go!" Jun Wushuang suddenly waved his hand and said calmly: "My son has no control over his mother. He has made a decision in his heart. The disaster ahead will probably make him suffer a lot. You and I, the elders, Then don¡¯t embarrass him!¡±
"Go!" Jun Wu dropped a jade slip in his hands, "If you want to see me, you can send me a message."
Xiao Wu looked at Qin Hao and finally fell silent.
"Haoer, thank mother!" Qin Hao stood up, looked at Jun Wushuang, looked at Xiao Wu, and finally turned and left.
He stepsAs soon as he stepped on it, Qingyi soared into the sky like a startled giant.
This is the second time he has set foot on this starry sky and entered this vast world of cultivation.
Qin Hao¡¯s eyes are cold. This time, I, Qin Hao, will never be weaker than others!
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"Aren't you worried?" Xiao Wu glanced at Jun Wushuang, "Stop trembling your fingers, you are obviously worried."
"Mind your own business!" Jun Wushuang snorted coldly, "If you hadn't mind your own business, you might have become a Taoist by now!"
Xiao Wu was slightly startled, with a faint look in his eyes, "What about Hedao? Why don't you just wait here like me?"
Jun Wushuang glanced at Xiao Wu, and finally, she laughed at herself.
"Yes, it's better to wait here."
¡°Besides, I don¡¯t know when he will wake up!¡±
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In the palace, Qin Xuan¡¯s heart suddenly started to beat slightly.
He has been silent for half a year, like a rock or a rotten wood, without any sound. But at this moment, the subtle sound of his heart slowly rose.
At this moment, a gap opened slightly in the face that was covered in bruises and even looked slightly ferocious.
"Has the elixir power expired?"
He didn¡¯t even have the power to make a sound, only a slight fluctuation of spiritual thoughts.
Qin Xuan's body moved slightly, and in the end, he went from sitting with arms hanging down to sitting cross-legged slowly.
His body was hunched, and the hole in his chest was still frightening.
???????????? Not enough in the heart, the dead imperial realm is slowly reviving.
Not only that, Qin Xuan is located in Douzhan Buddhist Temple.
The spiritual energy in the stars seemed to be swallowed up in one place at this moment.
There is a tornado that reaches the sky, slowly condensing, and the clouds and mist form a whirlpool.
He seemed to be like an infinite black hole, swallowing everything. Even some of the elixirs in the Douzhan Buddhist Temple were caught in this swallowing power. The power of the medicine slowly gathered into his body like a blue rainbow.
The expressions of the white-robed monk and Taiqing Taoist suddenly changed.
"My little friend is awake!?"
"No, my little friend's merits are so domineering?"
The monk in white groaned, and a golden stick suddenly appeared in his hand. The two ends were golden, the middle was as red as blood, and there seemed to be endless mysterious lines on it.
The third-grade treasure, fighting wishful stick!
I saw this stick flying across the sky and appearing above the Douzhan Buddhist Temple.
In an instant, all the devouring power seemed to be frozen.
Throughout the star, spiritual energy gathered like a tornado, but inside the Douzhan Buddhist Temple, it remained motionless.
In the temple, Jun Wushuang, Qin Yaner, Xiao Wu and others raised their heads and looked into the tornado, looking at the breath-like breath.
"He's awake!?"
"He's awake!"
"Owner!"
One after another, there were voices, even choked with sobs, and tears of joy, looking at the place where the tornado rolled.
Jun Wushuang and Xiao Wu were even more uneasy.
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