The result detected by the soul meter was always a thorn in Xiao Cheng's heart. Even if he didn't think he would become a puppet, Murong Yunyan didn't have the ability, but this thorn still made him extremely unhappy.

When Mr. Gui heard the words, he shook his head with a smile. His eyes were filled with wisdom and said confidently: "Of course you cannot become Murong's puppet. The soul measuring instrument has a wide range of functions. It is not just a puppet. It is to detect visions to speculate whether it is a puppet. It is just a summary of the rules. The actual situation is far more complicated than this."

Although he learned that three specific symbols appeared when the soul tester detected Xiao Cheng, Mr. Gui had no doubt about Xiao Cheng at all. This had nothing to do with feelings, and it was not about trust or not, but for the most rational and considerable judgment.

Others don’t know anything, but Mr. Gui knows that Xiao Cheng’s numerology and secrets have been deceived, and even the “heaven” cannot be seen. What kind of virtue and ability can Murong Yunyan turn into a puppet?

Therefore, it is natural that Xiao Cheng cannot become a puppet.

Xiao Cheng was really surprised to hear that Mr. Gui was so confident, but he had no doubts at all. After all, anyone would be extremely alert to such a thing. What is the basis for Mr. Gui so confident?

"Do you have no doubts at all? Why?" Xiao Cheng asked in surprise.

"Don't doubt, as for why... the secret of heaven cannot be revealed!" Mr. Gui said in a deep way. Even if he knew this in his heart, he could not say it clearly. Maybe it would cause a backlash. That time he calculated Xiao Cheng's fortune-telling, and he still remembered it freshly.

Seeing that Mr. Gui seemed unwilling to say it clearly, Xiao Cheng did not continue to investigate in depth, and instead asked: "So, does the soul measuring instrument show anything? Does it have any deep meaning?"

Old Gui pondered for a moment, looked deep into the distance, and said in a deep voice: "The soul measuring instrument is a special magic weapon for detecting souls in ancient times. The countless symbols on it are like words, one word and a thousand words, and countless words are connected together to form a complex or simple expression.

However, the times are too long, and the meaning represented by those symbols has long been obscured in the long years. After studying it for a period of time, it is difficult for me to understand it thoroughly, so I don’t know what the specific meaning is.

However, one thing is certain. If these three symbols are detected, then there must be some secret connection with Murong Yunyan before. When Murong is in the inner ruins, it should be because of this connection.

You don’t have to worry, Murong Yunyan will never turn you into a puppet. As long as you break through the realm of divine division, you can conquer the soul, and this connection will be self-defeating. Even after you break through the realm of divine division, you can still track Murong’s location in reverse.”

Listening to Mr. Gui's words, Xiao Cheng thought about it and had a more comprehensive understanding of the soul measuring instrument. The uneasiness in his heart disappeared and he said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Gui, for solving difficulties and benefiting a lot. It seems that you have to quickly improve your cultivation and break through the divine realm!"

"Haha, I didn't help you, I just told you what I know. You don't have to be polite!" Old Gui shook his head with a smile.

Xiao Cheng seemed to suddenly remember something and smiled and said, "By the way, there is another thing, please help me. Turtle Old Man is unmatched in the world. I want to ask Turtle Old Man to calculate what I have about my biological mother, such as who is my biological mother, and where is now?"

Yesterday I learned that Murong Yunyan had said that his biological mother was in Murong Yunyan's hands. He had always been worried about his biological mother's whereabouts. He was not happy, so I hope Mr. Gui can figure it out and have some bottom line in his heart.

Old Gui glanced at Xiao Cheng and looked puzzled: "Your fortune telling is very complicated, and there are countless uncertainties. I cannot calculate your fate, and the fate of your closest relatives is the same. I cannot calculate the whereabouts of your biological mother."

Xiao Cheng was blinded by Tianji. Not only did he not be able to calculate Xiao Cheng's fate, but even Xiao Cheng's closest relatives could not calculate it. It was just blinding Tianji. However, he was not convenient to tell Xiao Chengming that he had to say that Xiao Cheng's numerology was complicated and uncertain.

Xiao Cheng was a little disappointed, but what Mr. Gui said seemed to be very reasonable, and he would not force it.

"It seems that I have to take time to explore the Tianshan Sect and see if the clues that Xue Yue said are right!" Xiao Cheng said in his heart.

At this moment, a green light suddenly flashed, and with a soothing sound, Long'er ran out from somewhere, flew across Xiao Cheng's shoulders, and his crystal clear body wrapped around Xiao Cheng's neck, and his head rubbed intimately on Xiao Cheng's side face, making a clamoring cheer. Even though he was a little tired, he still seemed very excited.

Since Turtle Lao came to Yunxiao City, Long'er has been staying on Turtle Island, sometimes sleeping, sometimes getting up to harm the spiritual fruits on Turtle Island that once made dead dogs salivate, so that the fragrance of spiritual fruits all over his body is emitting.

When he was in the inner ruins, Xiao Cheng fell into the Burial Immortal Valley. Long'er had been waiting for Xiao Cheng in the small world. He was eager to see and had little sleep. He even quit hibernation and wasted three years of practice. Now Long'er is naturally at ease. He eats spiritual fruits on this turtle island and spends most of his time sleeping.

I heard from Mr. Gui that the dragon is not far from the transformation of the dragon, so the sleeping time will be longer and longer.

As for how long it will take for the dragon to transform, the old Turtle can't explain clearly. Maybe a few days, maybe a few months, maybe a few years, for the long-lasting Longer, a few years are just a blink of an eye.

Xiao Cheng reached out to touch Long'er's cute little head. Long'er let out a comfortable low moan, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he was obviously smiling. He leaned closer to Xiao Cheng's side face and kissed Xiao Cheng fiercely. Xiao Cheng smiled gently.

"I've been sleeping for so long, do you want to go out with me to exercise your muscles and bones?" Xiao Cheng asked with a smile.

Long'er subconsciously wanted to nod, but seemed to have thought of something. The bright eyes were flashing with helplessness and reluctance to leave. He shook his head and whispered in dejectedly: "KaKaKaKa..."

Although Xiao Cheng couldn't understand what Long'er said, he understood what Long'er meant. Long'er roughly said that it was not in a suitable state and needed to practice for a while to prepare for the transformation of the dragon.

Long'er transformed into dragons and practiced for countless years. Now that the transformation is approaching, Xiao Cheng is also happy for Long'er, but he is still a little disappointed in his heart. He stroked Long'er's head and said in harmony: "Okay, then you can stay here to practice with peace of mind. I will see you when I have time, I will leave first!"

Long'er waved his tail and said goodbye to Xiao Cheng. A layer of water vapor was covered in his eyes. The reluctant and sad little eyes made Xiao Cheng feel inexplicably sad and infected by Long'er's emotions.

The dragon was tied on the shoulder of the old man in the turtle and watched Xiao Cheng fly to Yunxiao City. His eyes became extremely complex and revealed extreme sadness. If he transformed, he would be destined to lose all his memories. He would rather be a dragon forever than transform into a dragon, but... it had no choice.

It was not until Xiao Cheng's figure disappeared that Long'er came to his senses and turned to look at Old Gui, as if he was feeling a little angry and dissatisfied, and made a series of crackling screams.

The old man Gui naturally understood what Long'er said, and shook his head helplessly: "I also want to help you keep your memory when you transform. But this is the natural law. If you transform into a dragon, you will definitely lose your memory. I can't do anything... Hiss my beard, oh, little ancestor, your beard is almost pulled out by you..."

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Chapter completed!