True Spirit Continent.

Xianfeng Mountain.

On the altar of a hundred feet...

At this moment, the Immortal Wind God, who was sitting cross-legged here, no longer had the same appearance as before.

The whole person was as haggard as an old man in his twilight years.

Even if a gust of wind blows by, it may be blown out.

"Master, is there no room for recovery?"

In front of the Great God of Immortal Wind, was his eldest disciple, Ye Nan.

Ye Nan's face was filled with grief at this moment, because he knew very well what his master called him over.

The Great God of Immortal Wind is about to die, and he will not be able to hold on.

Before death, the Great God of Immortal Wind will hand over all his inheritance to his great disciple Ye Nan.

"If I die, you must take good care of your junior brothers and sisters. If the situation changes greatly today, plan a way out for them. All these will be left to you."

The Great God of Immortal Wind said and said extremely weakly, as if he was about to die.

The sound fell into Ye Nan's ears, making Ye Nan unable to help but burst into tears.

The old man in front of him never enjoyed the so-called wealth and honor throughout his life, nor did he oppress anyone. Everything he did was for the sake of the people of the world.

Even before an era, the Great God of Immortal Wind attacked Baili Moyun, it was because of his mistake in judging his hexagram.

This brings up the current situation.

He used his life to exchange for Baili Moyun's life.

"There are three months left. In these three months, you can prepare well. With your current body, you cannot fully accept the most holy power of being a teacher."

The Great God of Immortal Wind looked at his eldest disciple and spoke in a voice.

Ye Nan nodded. Since the Great God of Immortal Wind explained this to him, he had almost never rested. He was practicing day and night just to meet the master's requirements.

He also knows very well...

Now, the requirements have not been met, and it will take at least two or three months, but it is just enough.

"Go and call Bai'er."

The Great God of Immortal Wind closed his eyes slightly and spoke.

“Yes, Master.”

Ye Nan then retreated, and then... after dozens of breaths.

Another person came to the altar, and this person was Mu Zhibai.

As soon as Mu Zhibai's face appeared, his face suddenly changed!

"Master!"

"Don't come over."

The Great God of Immortal Wind smiled and pressed his hands down.

In the past three years, in order not to worry about his disciples, the Great God of Immortal Wind, Yan ordered any disciple except his eldest disciple Ye Nan to come to visit.

So, for so long.

Except for Ye Nan, all the disciples of the Immortal Wind God, including Mu Zhibai, do not know what the Immortal Wind God is already in.

Ye Nan also followed the instructions of his master and did not say a word.

It just says that the master is in seclusion, so don’t bother me or something.

Moreover, his acting skills were extremely superb, and the other disciples did not see any clues, and they all believed Ye Nan's words.

After all, it is not surprising for them to stay in seclusion for thirty or fifty years, let alone their own masters.

“Master…”

Mu Zhibai, seeing that the immortal wind god who was old and looked like a withered figure, felt sad from his heart.

In her heart, the Great God of Immortal Wind is not only her master, but also an existence like a father.

"It's okay to be a teacher."

The Immortal Wind God looked at Mu Zhibai with a still kind smile. He was his youngest disciple.

He is also his most beloved disciple.

"You are the youngest disciple of your master and the most worry-free disciple of your master."

The Great God of Immortal Wind spoke.

Mu Zhibai didn't say anything, but was listening, listening to his master's words.

"You have been having a fun personality since childhood. Apart from being a teacher, your senior brothers can't control you at all."

Listening to his master's words, Mu Zhibai's eyes were filled with tears.

"After the teacher leaves, you must listen carefully to your senior brother."

As soon as the Great God of Immortal Wind said this, Mu Zhibai suddenly burst into tears.

When she came to this altar, when she saw her master, he knew that something was about to happen.

Three years of lies are finally about to be exposed.

Even this lie is kind-hearted.

When the day the God of Immortal Wind falls, everything will be made public.

He will become the nine great gods and the first great gods to fall.

"Yes, my disciple obeys the order."

Mu Zhibai nodded.

"Bai'er, come here."

The Great God of Immortal Wind waved to Mu Zhibai.

Mu Zhibai stood up and walked towards his master, when he walked to the place beside the immortal wind god.

The Great God of Immortal Wind, like a kind father, stretched out his hand and stroked Mu Zhibai's head.

"I still remember that when you were only six feet tall, I asked you what it was to die."

"At that time, my teacher did not answer you because you were too young. When you wanted to tell you later, you didn't have that opportunity. It just so happened that today is a good time."

Tears fell from Mu Zhibai's eyes and dripped to the ground.

“No tears needed.”

The Great God of Immortal Wind had indifference and peace in his eyes. He had no fear of death, nor was he intimidated.

Everything is just to face it calmly.

"Death is to disappear, and to eternal life. Even if the teacher is not in this world, it is always in the hearts of your fellow disciples."

"Disciple remember."

Mu Zhibai nodded, but could not control the tears in her eyes and burst into tears.

"You have asked you again what love is."

The Great God of Immortal Wind loved to float around all his life and rarely stayed with his disciples.

Even Mu Zhibai was only young, and he often saw the Great God of Immortal Wind.

Apart from this, it is rarely seen.

"Love is divided into many kinds, fortunately, you understand."

"You and Baili Moyun, you have paid, but you can't get it. This is love, love is giving, and you don't care about gains and losses."

The Great God of Immortal Wind told her everything as if she was facing a little girl.

“Yes, Master.”

Mu Zhibai just nodded and listened to his master's teachings.

Because, in her opinion...

Perhaps, this will be the last time I obeyed the teachings.

She doesn't want to miss every minute and every second, her master, her benefactor, her father!

He raised himself, taught himself to be a human being, taught his profound magic, and gave himself an extremely honorable identity, a disciple of the great god!

Let yourself walk openly between the world.

But today...

This former master was talking about his last advice to himself in his life.

"Go and find your senior brother, he will tell you what to do next."
Chapter completed!