Chapter 504 Disciple, Please Let Me Go (39)

Yanrong was silent.

He had doubted that Master was completely different these days from before. Although his face was still as cold as ice, his eyes, small movements and aura could not deceive others.

He likes his current master, no matter who he is, where he comes from, or what his purpose is.

The old man said, "Let's not talk about the matter of seizing the body for now. If you look at this idea of ​​wanting you to enter the Mahayana stage in three hundred years, you will understand that she is coming for you and must want to get something from you. Do you still want to continue? Do you recognize her?"

Yanrong said calmly, "I'm just afraid that I don't have what Master wants in me."

The old man choked and was speechless.

He said slowly, "I know that you have feelings for this master, and you will definitely not disappoint her expectations. Entering the Mahayana period in three hundred years, even the most talented genius monk in the world of immortality will not be able to do that. It's here." There was a pause in his tone, and then the topic changed, "However, if you are willing, it is not impossible."

Yan Rong knew that the other party wanted him to cultivate demons, but when he thought of his master's disappointed and disgusted eyes, his tone became particularly firm and said, "Senior, please stop trying to persuade me. I have made up my mind and will not become a demon." ."

The old man chuckled and said, "That's not necessarily the case."

Yan Rong just thought he was unwilling and didn't talk to him again.

"Then do you know that your master is a person from outside the world?" The old man said slowly, as if he had already made a final decision in his heart.

Yanrong suddenly raised his eyes, looked into the dark space, and asked in a deep voice, "Senior, what do you mean?"

The old man said, "Her soul does not belong to this world, but is from outside the world. It's just that my ability is limited and I can't see where she comes from. It's really strange."

"Senior, if you want to trick me into cultivating demons, you don't have to go to such trouble." Yanrong's finger bones turned white, his eyelids drooped slightly, but his voice was a little different from usual.

The old man heard it and laughed and said, "Believe it or not, it's up to you, but if your master disappears one day, it will be too late to regret it."

The pupils shrank for a moment, and Yanrong's body couldn't stop trembling. He lowered his head, his eyes seemed to fall on the face of the person in his arms, and the emotions in his chest surged violently.

He couldn't imagine his master disappearing. If that were the case, what would be the point of living?

The old man felt that his mind had been shaken and said slowly, "But if your cultivation reaches a supreme level and you want her to stay by your side forever, what's the problem."

Yanrong found that he couldn't spit out even a single word in his throat. He was still in a state of panic and worry about gains and losses. The heart in his chest seemed to have been crushed, and he could only hug the person in his arms tightly.

Yes... all of this is because his ability is not strong enough.

If he was strong enough, Master would not give up half of the golden elixir to help him shape his spiritual roots. If he is strong enough, Master will not be injured along the way.

Yanrong's eyes were filled with darkness. When he thought about his master disappearing one day...

No... she won't disappear, he will lock her up and she won't be able to go anywhere.

"Have you thought about it?" The old man's voice sounded again.

Yanrong raised his head and said calmly, "Senior, I've thought about it."

He would rather see his master's disappointed and disgusted eyes than leave him.

The old man laughed loudly and said, "Okay, okay! It's not in vain that I have been talking for so long." He said with a relieved tone, "I can finally leave this place. I have been tired of living for tens of thousands of years. All the things like ascension and immortality are bullshit. ! I’m not surprised! That person is already dead!”