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Chapter 1026 The Long Road to Immortal Cultivation

Ling Xiao looked closely, and sure enough, he saw a faint ghost in the sky above the soul refining platform.

Fang Qingyi suddenly cast a spell, and a huge ice ridge flew out of his hand quickly, spread in mid-air, and stretched to the sky above the Soul Refining Platform not far away, and finally turned into a huge arched ice bridge.

Thousands of magic flame dragons were scared back a few steps, and the magic flame gushing out of their mouths also dissipated, leaving behind afterimages of intense and tumbling flames in the air.

Ling Xiao vaguely heard the sound of chains rubbing, turned his head and stared carefully, and sure enough, thousands of magic flame dragons were tied to the stone wall of Magic Flame Mountain by a strong iron chain, making it difficult to escape.

Fang Qingyi followed her gaze and explained indifferently that this kind of iron chain is carefully crafted from Tianwai black iron, which can last for tens of thousands of years without decay or decay.

Ling Xiao secretly sighed.

Originally thought that the magic flame dragon was a powerful magic weapon of the demon race, but unexpectedly, thousands of magic flame dragons were deliberately tied to this majestic stone wall.

Sometimes power, and freedom, cannot be had at the same time.

The demons also have the shortcomings of the demons.

Ling Xiao continued to move forward, along the huge ice bridge made by Fang Qingyi, and walked slowly and carefully to the Soul Refining Platform.

Seeing her, Youhun slowly condensed into substance, but unfortunately, after a long time, he was consumed by the flames of the Demon Flame Mountain, and now he couldn't even condense his own entity.

Ling Xiao was neither excited nor frightened.

It is very strange that the original owner has been tirelessly pursuing the hometown and life experience, in Ling Xiao's eyes, it is just a way to find the root, a means to express love all the time.

Fang Qingyi, however, was very considerate of her, and cast out a spell to slowly extract the entity of the ghost and said with a smile: "He is, the rumored Hermit of Wushan."

The Hermit of Wushan is a middle-aged handsome man, who looks very good, because the original owner has outstanding appearance, and it can be seen from the original owner that the father of Hermit of Wushan is definitely not inferior.

Ling Xiao was a little embarrassed, and smiled calmly: "Father?"

Seeing her, the hermit in Wushan seemed very excited and excited: "My daughter."

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, feeling a little out of sorts.

What is the meaning of Fang Qingyi's move?

Her original intention was to come to Demon Flame Mountain, quietly take a look at the ghost of the hermit in Wushan, and find a way to release the ghost of the hermit in Wushan by the way, allowing him to re-enter reincarnation.

In this life, the relationship between father and daughter is over, and she really wants to follow the last wish of the original owner, so that the hermit in Wushan can return to the right path and live a new life without worry or fear.

Fang Qingyi smiled and said: "The hermit in Wushan was selected to suppress the demons in Wushan. Over time, he lost his name and identity. The world only knows a hermit in Wushan, but they don't know his past origin , once belonged to..."

Ling Xiao was taken aback for a moment, indeed, those who were chosen by the Heavenly Dao often had to endure a lot of displacement.

Fang Qingyi smiled and said: "I have already found a new body for your father."

He took out a body from the mustard space, which was a human body refined for the hermit in Wushan Mountain with various rare natural materials and earth treasures.

Fang Qingyi glanced at Ling Xiao, her phoenix eyes hinted at doting: "Now go and break the soul lock that imprisoned the hermit in Wushan, release him, and bring him to the track of rebirth."

When Ling Xiao heard the words, there was a trace of doubt in his heart.

She walked slowly to the Soul Refining Platform, and looked back at Fang Qingyi: "Master! Can I break this soul lock?"

Fang Qingyi smiled indulgently: "Of course you can! You were originally born for this."

He said the last sentence very low, very low.

In Ling Xiao's mind, she felt a pair of hands pushing her here. The closer she got to the ghost of the hermit in Wushan, the more thrilling pictures popped up in her mind.

Mountains, seas, wilderness, stars in the universe.

She originally planned to follow Fang Qingyi's request, break this soul lock, rescue the hermit from the Wushan Mountain, and reborn him in the body that Fang Qingyi worked so hard to refine.

But for some reason, another bold idea popped up in her heart!

She suddenly spread her fingers, squeezed in the void, and grabbed the powerful soul lock in her hand, and then sacrificed the Nine Netherworld Fire to burn the soul lock and the ghost of the Hermit in the Wushan Mountain to nothing!

Standing not far away, Fang Qingyi seemed a little shocked when he saw this scene.

"You...he is your father, why are you unwilling to rescue him?"

He also wanted to kill him, causing the last ray of ghost to be shattered in time and space.

Ling Xiao smiled dismissively: "I'm skeptical now, are you really my man?"

Fang Qingyi was a little confused at first, looking at Ling Xiao, there was a little bit of mysterious starlight in her phoenix eyes, like the void beyond the Three Realms, revealing the boundless boundlessness.

Ling Xiao grasped with five fingers again, and grabbed the ghost of the Wushan hermit. He didn't struggle, nor did he resist at all. The entity condensed by Fang Qingyi just now looked at Ling Xiao lovingly and said with a smile: " You are not my daughter. You are her, but not her."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently: "No, as your daughter, I naturally have to be filial. But I hope you can re-enter reincarnation instead of entering this... puppet."

Fang Qingyi finally understood when she heard this, and said with a smile, "So that's how it is."

That body refined from all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures can indeed only be called a puppet, but for mortal monks, a body is enough to be righteous.

Sometimes, prohibition, or boundary, is what human beings must have, isn't it?
Ling Xiao looked back at him: "Actually, I just doubt you. You are not like him, but you look exactly like him."

Fang Qingyi walked forward slowly, and said with a smile: "After you control everything in the world, you will understand that you can be anyone in the world, or you can be no one."

Ling Xiao smiled, mysterious and mysterious, but very real, could this be the truth of the fairy world?

The Hermit of Wushan slowly showed a smile: "My daughter, you have grown up. I tried my best to send you to the Misty Sect to learn art from a teacher, but I have calculated your fate, and you will eventually be able to do so." If you fall into the Misty Sect, you will lose everything, and even lose the qualification for reincarnation."

Ling Xiao nodded knowingly.

Indeed, this is the fate of the original owner, and this is also the final ending of the original owner in the previous life.

The hermit in Wushan waved his hand, and the space in front of him suddenly changed. He and Ling Xiao stood in a warm and quiet courtyard, with a pavilion, a rockery pool, a winding corridor and several lights.

The Hermit of Wushan invites Ling Xiao to take a seat, just like a confidant who has known each other for many years, not a father and daughter who have lost their companionship or family.

A trace of nostalgia appeared on the handsome face of the Hermit in the Wushan Mountain.

"Your mother and I met thousands of years ago. Your mother was a lady from a great family. She met me when she escaped from marriage. I was worrying about Wushan's suppression of the demon clan."

"She is understanding, and to me, she is a flower of interpretation."

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently: "Later she also stepped into the realm of cultivating immortals?"

The hermit in the Wushan Mountain smiled sassyly: "You can always guess my mind."

She later became a cultivator of immortals, obeying the instigation of the heavens, broke the mortal bond, and separated from him, and because of his bond with the mortal woman, he was punished by the fairy world, and his soul flew into oblivion.

It was Venerable Qingyi who kept his last ray of ghost and bound him to Moyan Mountain with a soul lock.

Sometimes, gain means loss.

The hermit in Wushan smiled and said, "You are like me, open-minded, unafraid of hardships and dangers, and will not be trapped by all kinds of shackles in the world."

Ling Xiao smiled frankly: "I understand what you mean. Why do you think that I am not your daughter?"

Since the original owner was born, she was directly sent to the Misty Sect to learn art from a teacher. She was still in her infancy and had no contact with the hermit in Wushan.

(End of this chapter)