Chapter 1062

Silence, silent silence!

The whole Wuzhuang Temple fell into silence, and only yuan Ling's body trembled unconsciously.

"Taoist brother, he's right, we......" Lu Ya smiled sadly, and his words couldn't go on.

"I lost!"

Yuan Ling looked up slowly, as if he was getting old in a moment. A self mocking smile came out of the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at Ye Xuan gradually calmed down.

"I didn't lose to you, I lost to myself." Yuan Ling smiled sadly. All his ambitions dissipated at the moment, and his eyes were full of confusion about the future.

As ye Xuan said, he was too good at calculation, completely walked into a fork in the road, forgot that only his own strength is the eternal truth, and didn't have the courage to face death.

On the road to the saints, there are too many ups and tribulations, among which there is a death crisis. Poor him, he doesn't even have the courage to face it. He will eventually be just the withered bones at the feet of others.

"Ye Xuan, kill me."

All gratitude and resentment were put down, and all ambition disappeared. Yuan Ling calmly made a sound and silently looked at Ye Xuan in front of him. There was only a sense of relief in the bottom of his eyes.

"I really want to kill you, but someone told me that if I kill you, I will regret it in the future, and I believe this person, so I won't kill you." Ye Xuan said calmly.

"Disciple, whether you recognize me or not, my Yuanling heart always regards you as my disciple, and you are also my Yuanling's greatest pride."

"I have no great perseverance, no great wisdom, and no courage to face disaster. I have failed extremely in my life, but one of my most successful things is to cultivate you, a saint who can step on the saints, and a disciple who may surpass the immortal God."

"Ha ha ha."

Yuan Ling laughed wildly. He smiled and shed tears. These are tears of joy, tears of pride, and tears of liberation.

"Even if I become the saint of all saints, even if I can return to the chaotic world, I can only succumb to others."

"But it doesn't matter. Although I'm a mediocre, I have a good disciple. I have a good disciple who dares to compete with the supremacy of the heavens. He can step on the throne of the first person in all ages and become the most brilliant star in the world of the heavens."

Yuan Ling was laughing wildly, and his face was full of tears. He finally woke up today, and he finally knew what he wanted.

His yuan spirit is only one of the three thousand chaotic demons. His yuan spirit is just a pawn under the immortal God. He is only mediocre in the chaotic world.

But so what?

He has cultivated a good disciple. His disciple will climb the top step by step, and his disciple will step on nine days step by step. Sooner or later, he will become the first person to be the strongest in the ages.

After a long time, when everyone looks up to Ye Xuan, his name of Yuanling will be recorded in the annals of heaven forever, because he is the master of Ye Xuan, and this honor is unprecedented, which is the greatest pride of his life.

Buzz!

Suddenly, Yuan Ling waved and a star compass appeared. He solemnly handed the star compass to Ye Xuan, with a solemn look on his face.

"Disciple, being a teacher can't give you anything more. This chaotic compass is my last treasure. It marks the area of the chaotic world, so that you won't lose your way in the chaotic world. I'll give it to you now." Yuan Ling whispered.

Looking at the star compass in Yuan Ling's hand, ye Xuan's expression is somewhat complex. They have been entangled for more than three million years. Until now, they have finally dispelled all their gratitude and hatred.

Ye Xuan's eyes are a little erratic. His memory is surging, as if it would bring him back to the distant past.

That year, ye Xuan was only 14 years old. He was terminally ill. His life had come to a dead end. He just wanted to die alone in the mountains and forests.

"What's your name?"

That year, Yuan Ling appeared in front of him.

"Ye Xuan, the leaf of bamboo leaf, the Xuan of Xuanyuan."

"Will you worship me as your teacher?" Yuan Lingdao.

"I will." Ye xuandao.

"Well, from today on, you are the disciple of my yuan spirit. You will be reborn from now on."

That year, in the heartbroken mountain, Yuan Ling pulled Ye Xuan, who was still a young man, step by step into the battlefield of the sea of blood, opening Ye Xuan's legendary life.

His mind was in a trance and filled with emotion. Even though this memory has experienced more than three million years, ye Xuan has never forgotten it at all.

"Without you, there would be no me. No matter how much resentment there was between you and me, you are still my master of Ye Xuan, which has never changed at all." Ye Xuan solemnly worshipped yuan Ling.

"Ha ha ha."

Yuan Ling was stunned at first, and then laughed loudly. Tears in his eyes kept rolling out, because ye Xuan could call him a master. This was his greatest comfort and pride. Everything was no longer important.

What is the saint of all saints and What immortal Sutra are no longer important to Yuanling.

At this moment, he placed all his hopes on Ye Xuan, because he would be proud of Ye Xuan, and that was enough.

"Go ahead, disciple. The future road always depends on you. I've been wrong for more than three million years. I won't continue to be wrong in the future. When you become the saint of all saints, I'll give you the last gift." Yuan Ling's eyes were firm, as if he had decided something important at the moment.

"The past grievances are written off. If you like, I'll take you home in the future."

Ye Xuan suddenly turned around and strode outside the Wuzhuang temple. The whole person also disappeared in Yuan Ling's eyes.

"Home?"

Yuan Ling was stunned and whispered, and a warm color crossed his eyes.

"Taoist brother, do you really want to give that thing to him?" Land pressure frowned.

"Lu Ya, you and I have been friends for endless years. You can say that you love and brother. Now my dream has awakened. This thing is useless to me. Only by putting it in my disciple's hand can we help him through the nine disasters of heaven." Yuan Ling whispered.

"But... But this is the treasure of the eight robberies of the crossing of heaven. If you give it to him... Don't you..." Land pressure tremor channel.

"What if it's over?"

Yuan Ling laughed at himself. He looked at the direction of Ye Xuan's disappearance and murmured, "after all, I'm just a mediocre person. I can't get through the nine disasters of heaven. I put all my hopes on him. That's enough."

"Taoist brother, you have a good disciple!" Lu Yadao said with a long sigh that he finally stopped questioning yuan Ling's decision.

"Yes, I did take a good apprentice. I didn't expect that the apprentice I calculated with all my heart was the most successful thing I had done in my life, and I would be proud of him." Yuan Ling smiled softly.