Wuxiao Pavilion (2)

"Senior Huang should be referring to the spirit soul in Master's horsetail whisk, right?"

"That's right. I heard that the old senior went into seclusion to cultivate because of this matter. It's only been a few hundred years now, but I didn't expect that he would still be running around."

"I've never heard Master mention who the spirit soul in the horsetail whisk is. It seems to be Master's former Dual Cultivation partner?"

Huang Tiancheng shook his head slightly and said,""This matter is hard to say. If you want to know, you can ask the old senior himself."

"Venerable One, come over and see Master Wuyan has woken up."

As the two of them were talking, Wuyan, who was in Tit's arms, suddenly moved slowly.

Master Wuyan's face was pale and devoid of blood. He looked like a corpse.

His soul was very stable. It was barely still in his body. For a while, he could not be like the Heavenly River with his body. His strength had also decreased a lot.