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"Xue Xian, have you thought about if you are willing to be my disciple?" The Daoist man with his hands behind his back turned around and quietly looked at the beautiful lady Qing who was still staring at the white clouds.

"As long as I agree, I can help you out of this trouble, and help you out of your imprisonment, Big Brother Lin." Xue Xian said in a deep voice as she reluctantly left the image of Liu Li and Bai Yunxiao.

"A small matter like this isn't difficult at all. He's just a child of a small sect. How could he possibly dare to resist me?" The Daoist standing with his hands clasped behind his back said indifferently. He seemed to be looking down at the world.

"To think that it would be like this. Lin Xue Xian greets her master." Upon hearing this, Lin Xue Xian's expression relaxed and she knelt on the white cloud.

"Good, good, good!" The Daoist laughed heartily and raised his hand to stroke it. A gentle breeze passed by and Lin Xue Xian felt a gentle force enter her body. She could not help but stand up.

"It's actually my Divine Xiao disciple. You must cut off this world's trouble. Don't think about it in the future, Snow Immortal. You must understand that this time when we leave, it's because of the distance between us. You must think carefully."

"Disciple understands." He gazed at the sky, which was hundreds of thousands of feet below, with slight reluctance, as if he could not bear to part with her. It was unknown if the wind had messed up Lin Xue Xian's eyes as tears faintly flowed down.

"When the time comes, you will understand that I am doing this for your own good. In the end, the person here is only an illusion, and the true path is to gain proof of the great Dao. What needs to be forgotten right now, just forget about it."

It was as if the world had passed and Lin Xue Xian suddenly felt that the world was cloudy. The world that she should have thought was unforgettable was not as important as she had imagined.

The Daoist man nodded his head in satisfaction. With a wave of his hand, the glazed white cloud shattered, turning into specks of light. It was beautiful and dazzling, like a heart that had left itself, burning with a freezing coldness.

The Daoist waved his sleeve again and a white cloud rose up from his feet. It streaked across the vast sky, leaving behind a faint ray of light.

Above the white clouds, Lin Xue Xian suddenly turned her head. The darkness before her eyes was unusually quiet. A drop of crystal clear water streaked past, carrying with it a complicated feeling. In the end, she turned her head.

Once they were gone, the clouds would grow dim and the clouds would grow dim. In the end, Immortals and mortals would only be passing by together. Love and hate were two different things, and in the end, they would not be enemies.

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In the depths of the prison in Ying Yang County, Lin Qing wiped the dark red blood that had been spewing out of her mouth. As if she had sensed something, she followed the window and looked at the shiny black sky.

Shaking his head, he forcefully suppressed the sadness that suddenly welled up in his heart. Closing his eyes tightly, he breathed calmly, as though he had returned to his cultivation.

The moonlight was faint as time flowed by. Unknowingly, it was as though they had never been here before.

As the moon set and the purple clouds rose, the rising sun gradually let go of its fiery passion and sent out a fiery invitation.

Lin Qing had her eyes closed the entire time. As soon as the light shone through her eyes, she could feel the warmth brought by the sunlight that passed through the window.

"Ta, ta, ta!" The sound of footsteps came from not too far away. It was the man with a scar on his face who was walking towards the prison.

"Big brother, you're here, aren't you …" Seeing the arrival of the prison warden, Lin Qing's expression changed, as if she was fawning over him.

"Yes." The scar-faced jailer nodded, enjoying Lin Qing's fawning.

"Crack!" The sound of the lock opening came out from the fence. Lin Qing's ears were extremely dry, but when she heard it, it felt like music to her ears.

"Let's go to the cell opposite us." The scar-faced jailer looked at Lin Qing as he spoke in an indifferent tone.

"Thank you big brother, thank you big brother!" Lin Qing thanked him profusely.

"No need, I'm just giving face to your pendant," the scar-faced jailer said coldly.

"I know, I know!" Lin Qing nodded and bowed, concerned about her plans to escape. Lin Qing didn't dare to be careless at all, and continued to be as cautious as before.

"Hurry up and go, my time is limited." The scar-faced jailer impatiently said.

"Yes, yes …" "This lowly one will go right away," Lin Qing respectfully said as she walked past the guard and towards Lin Biao's cell.

After leaving the scarred prison warden, Lin Qing's eyes flashed with a cold light. He gripped his fist in his palm and a cracking sound could be heard.

"I will never try to live like this again." Lin Qing kept telling herself in her heart that she was born with a natural pride that made her feel humiliated.

After letting Lin Qing off to Lin Biao's cell, the scar-faced jailer looked around to make sure nothing had happened before leaving Lin Biao's cell.

"Lin boy, you are more capable than I was back then," Lin Biao said as he looked at Lin Qing, who had just arrived at his cell. Lin Biao sat up and looked at Lin Qing.

"Brother Pang is joking. Compared to you, I can't do it." Lin Qing smirked and said softly.

"Humans will always grow, not all humiliations will be disadvantageous to them. You will understand when the time comes …" Lin Biao muttered to himself as he looked at Lin Qing with a profound expression.

"Then I hope this kind of humiliation will be less, and more casual and natural." Lin Qing also looked at Lin Biao and said.

Shaking his head, Lin Biao said no more. He followed the direction of the only window and looked into the distance, completely lost in thought.

"Brother Pang, I don't know how the preparations are going. It will be autumn soon. I don't have much time left." Lin Qing stared at Lin Biao, not even blinking.

"Don't worry, I've already made quite a few preparations. We can leave tonight." Lin Biao patted the ground where he was sitting and let out a sound of "Tong" and "Tong".

"Good, good, good." The joy in Lin Qing's eyes was clearly visible.

"That's right, Brother Pang, I've cultivated Big Brother's Deep Earth Art. I have accumulated enough Pure Qi, but no matter what, I can't break through that last obstacle and become a true talented warrior." Lin Qing seemed to have thought of something as she hurriedly asked Lin Biao for advice.

"How can you train so fast? You have to spend so much effort in one breath. You've only trained for a month or two, how can you become a talented warrior so quickly. If talented warriors are so easy to become, then talented warriors will become useless."

"I have accumulated enough Pure Aura. Even my internal organs are aching. There shouldn't be a mistake." Lin Qing said to Lin Biao with a serious expression.

"Oh, give me your hand. Let me take a look." Lin Biao looked at Lin Qing with slight astonishment. Seeing that she didn't seem to be flustered, he became serious.