The true body of consciousness rebukes the words, but the words reveal a sense of care.

Ling Hanzi was an apprentice whom he had only accepted a hundred years before his soul flew away. He still clearly remembers the situation when he first met Ling Hanzi.

In the snow and ice, Ling Hanzi, who was as thin as a man, was covered in Chongchai's body, and his naked feet were a little purple. He had not eaten a meal for many days. Even if he sold Chongchai on his body, he would not dare to use the money to eat it. Instead, he took the money to the pharmacy and bought some herbs for his seriously ill mother to take.

Xiao Yang saw that Ling Hanzi was so well-behaved and sensible at a young age. Although his wisdom was far inferior to others, he had a sincere heart. This was the most rare! He used his divine power to cure Ling Hanzi's mother and promised his mother to return and take Ling Hanzi as his disciple after being buried for a hundred years.

However, Ling Hanzi had been with him for less than a hundred years and his soul was scattered. He was attached to the objects of the six magic weapons. The ones he was most worried about were these two disciples and the woman he was dreaming about.

But the woman who was obsessed with her is now by Xiao Yang's side.

Ling Hanzi said even more hoarsely: "Master... I was wrong!"

The real body of consciousness shook his head and sighed, "What's wrong with you?"

He took a step forward, squatted down, and stroked Ling Hanzi's chest with one hand, and his divine power transitioned.

Ling Hanzi's injuries were healed at a speed that was within reach of the naked eye.

After a while, Ling Hanzi's injuries had healed. He hurriedly knelt in front of his true body of consciousness and kowtowed repeatedly.

"The next thing is you two to help the teacher find the rest of the scattered souls!"

The true body of consciousness said as if it was sighing.

"Master's order, we both go through fire and water and are willing to break into pieces!"

Ling Hanzi and He Kaizhi said seriously.

The real body of consciousness nodded slightly, but did not say anything, but walked in front of Xiao Yang.

A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice: "There may be a lot of dangers next! But you don't need to worry, no one can hurt my body with me!"

Xiao Yang was full of suspicion and frowned and looked at the true body of consciousness, "Do you know what happened to the Xiao family?"

The real body of consciousness only smiled indifferently and said, "Haha, of course I know!"

But when Xiao Yang wanted to ask questions, his true body of consciousness turned into a wisp of green smoke and merged into his body, leaving only a sentence "If you want to know the truth, find the scattered souls, and the truth will naturally be revealed!" "This guy..."

Xiao Yang said hatefully.

This real body of consciousness was like Hu Tianlang again, leaving only a sentence like Hu, which looked like a puzzle, and then disappeared.

Peng Kaishan, Gu Huanzhi and other disciples did not come back to their senses, and they were stunned.

He Kaizhi and Ling Hanzi stared at Xiao Yang for a long time, with a complicated expression.

Xiao Yang was only standing still. The truth behind the Xiao family had become a heart disease that had troubled him for a long time. Whether it was the one left by Hu Tianlang or the one left by the true body of consciousness, the most important thing was to gather the six magic weapons scattered by the soul as soon as possible and release the scattered soul from it.

Only in this way can we solve the truth about the Xiao family's affairs as soon as possible!

It's night.
Chapter completed!