Why wait for the arrow of love for the common people?

Moreover, what is the point of being imprisoned?

Picture of those big executions in the Holy Temple?

Old Sang turned out to be...

"Snapped!"

While he was thinking, Mr. Sang slapped Xu Xiaoshou awake again, and cursed angrily:

"Don't think about it. As I said before, before you have absolute strength, you must be serious and make a good chess piece!"

"There are many smart people in this world, and one Dao Qingtian is enough for you to drink more than one pot."

"Do you really think that your current abilities can compare with those of the previous era?"

Xu Xiaoshou shook his head when he heard this: "I'm not so conceited..."

Mr. Sang immediately interrupted: "But what I am facing now, and what you will face in the future, are far more than just a sky!"

At this time, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly raised his eyes and was enlightened.

yes!

I am indeed just a junior, so I don’t need to think so much.

But what Sang Lao and Ba Zun are fighting against is the pinnacle of this world.

If a person like this, friend or foe, can really think of the layout for a junior like me, can he still be called a powerful person?

"Xu Xiaoshou."

Mr. Sang suddenly lowered his voice: "Remember, you can set your sights on your peers for now, but if you want to surpass them or even catch up with people of the previous era, you must not only have your eyes on your peers.

Even, it can’t just be the previous generation!”

Xu Xiaoshou was silent after hearing this.

He recognized Sang Lao's voice-over.

What a terrible reality is this?

He, Xu Xiaoshou, was born an era later, but he has to chase the previous era.

But at the same time, people in the previous era will not be able to stay where they are, but will only be chasing the previous era.

Everyone seems to be running "blindly" towards a "goal".

It clearly seems to have a goal.

But I can't see where the target is.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that this one was "blind" and he described it correctly.

As for "goals"...

Or it can't be said to be a "goal", it should be said to be an "answer".

That "answer" hidden in the deepest part of the continent that everyone is chasing but cannot give.

Xu Xiaoshou once asked.

Most people can't give it.

Even Mr. Sang never said it openly.

But the Eight Masters had visited him.

That "answer" is called "freedom".

Whether it is the absolute control of the Holy Temple, the "cage theory" mentioned by Sang Lao, the "people outside the sky" that Xu Xiaoshou vividly described to the eight statues in the white cave...

Everything can be classified as "for freedom".

However, the "freedom" that the Holy Temple wants to give to the mainland seems to be completely different from the "freedom" that Sang Lao and Bazun understand.

"A very serious mainland-level involution..."

Xu Xiaoshou thought about it and gave such a summary, sighing speechlessly.

At this time, Sang Lao's figure disappeared and the world disappeared, as if everything was about to disappear.

Xu Xiao was shocked and came to his senses: "What? The time is coming? Are you going to die again?"

"Snapped."

Mr. Sang suddenly slapped him down angrily, "You talk a lot of bullshit!"

This time, he didn't stop talking nonsense, but got back to the topic, pointed at the second pill bottle, and said:

"This holy statue is called 'Nine Dragons Burning Ancestor'. If you summon it with your current cultivation level, you will actually kill one thousand enemies and damage yourself eight hundred, so..."

Sang Lao spoke faster and pointed to the third elixir bottle, "This is a bottle of holy blood, which also comes from your ancestor. Before summoning the holy image, take a drop of it to save your life."

Xu Xiaoshou was greatly shocked and asked in a horrified voice: "A bottle of holy blood?"

If he remembers correctly.

The unit of measurement for holy blood seems to be...drops?

"Um."

Mr. Sang nodded: "A whole bottle of holy blood, full! I told you that I broke up with your master a long time ago, so I don't use his things, but after all, it is your master's blood and it is hard-won. You want it

Use it with caution, it will be gone after you use it.”

"How many drops are there in one bottle?" Xu Xiaoshou swallowed.

"A dozen or so drops, I don't know, who would count this if they have nothing to do?"

"That's enough for you anyway!"

Mr. Sang rolled his sleeves, paused, and added: "Oh, by the way, this is your master's special holy blood. You must not forget that he is also a good alchemist, so this holy blood does not have the overbearing side effects of other holy bloods.

, even when you are on the verge of death, you can swallow it and eat it as a healing medicine similar to 'God's Blessing'."

"Gulu~"

Xu Xiaoshou was really frightened.

This, this, this...

The urinary nature of the guardians of Jinzhao's lineage once again refreshed his understanding.

After grabbing the last two pill bottles, Xu Xiaoshou asked curiously: "Master treats you so well, why do you want to break up with him?"

"Snapped."

Mr. Sang slapped her again, and then touched his hand with lingering thoughts. It seemed that he would no longer be able to take the picture soon, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

"Oh."

Xu Xiaoshou touched his head. In fact, based on his reaction, Mr. Sang, this little phantom, could not capture him at all.

But he also surprisingly didn't want to hide, and his inner thoughts actually coincided with Mr. Sang's.

After these few blows, I guess it will be difficult to get beaten again in the future.

"Is there anything else you want to entrust?" After thinking about it, Xu Xiaoshou asked, "You can also write a will or something like that. If you still have any unfulfilled wishes..."

"Snapped."

Mr. Sang slapped him down again.

Xu Xiaoshou held his head and smiled.

After taking the photo, Mr. Sang was actually happy when he saw his apprentice smiling like this, and he also laughed.

The two masters and apprentices looked at each other and laughed in this illusionary world where no time passed. The scene was not too weird.

Smiling and laughing, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly stopped talking, his nose became sore, and he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because at this time, Sang Lao really looked like he was in his twilight years.

His figure began to become illusory and shaky.

Even this ethereal world has begun to have void cracks and is gradually falling apart.

"hey-hey……"

Xu Xiaoshou laughed twice more.

He clearly had a lot to say, but at this time he didn't know where to start.

"hey-hey……"

Mr. Sang was also smiling mischievously. This scene suddenly reminded him of the embarrassment of having fire injected into his nostrils when he was teaching Xu Xiaoshou alchemy in Lingzang Pavilion.

He didn't smile either.

After talking about the business, the two of them faced each other without saying a word. They both wanted to say something but stopped.

This was Xu Xiaoshou’s first apprenticeship.
To be continued...