The suggestions and methods he can give are only based on the tip of the iceberg.
I don't know if it can destroy the entire iceberg.
Minghuang also knew this, so he sighed helplessly, "What will happen to Xiao Lan'er in the end?
I know how powerful the art of returning to heaven is, but no matter what it is, it has two sides, some are good and some are bad.
Just like the soul-turning technique performed by Wuya, the good thing is that it can resurrect a person, but the bad thing is that he has to suffer the pain of inner demons. " Therefore, he wanted to know what would happen if he used the art of returning to heaven.
"I don't know.
Since the establishment of the Divine Realm, no one has ever used this Heaven-Returning Technique.
There is really no place to check it."
The Imperial Master poured himself a cup of tea and looked at the chessboard lying aside, feeling a little dazed. .
It seems that he has not played chess for a long time, and he has forgotten when he stopped playing chess.
Instead, he likes to sit at the table, holding a cup of tea, savoring it and thinking about something.
She couldn't get an answer to anything she asked.
Minghuang sighed helplessly.
This can't be blamed on Pu Xia.
This is the fact.
Many things are unpredictable.
They can see one or two scenes of the future.
I am extremely lucky.
"What are your plans next?"
Seeing that Minghuang was in a low mood, the Imperial Master changed the subject and asked.
The art of returning to heaven is a very heavy topic.
Minghuang raised his eyebrows and looked at the sleeping Abao, "He should probably go find Wuya, but of course I'll just stay there and wait for the opportunity."
He was just a touch of soul, and it was not easy to come out of Abao's body.
Of course, he couldn't go far, otherwise he would become weak.
So when he woke up before, he went to see Feng Tianlan as soon as possible and didn't dare to stay any longer.
He hurried back.
Pu Xia hummed.
Fortunately, Minghuang knew the rules and would not act recklessly.
"Is it really okay if A Bao goes to see Wu Ya?"
Minghuang became worried.
After all, Feng Tianlan was Wu Ya's inner demon.
If A Bao saw him, would he think of it and then be unable to suppress it?
This is a dangerous thing.
"Probably, after all, Wuya's inner demon is only Feng Tianlan, not Abao.
Besides, father and son are connected, so nothing will happen."
The Imperial Master said, but he became vaguely worried.
It's okay to go to see Si Mobai, but if he encounters Tang Xueying and the others on the way, or is pursued by someone who is interested, since A Bao is still a child, it will definitely be very dangerous.
But where A Bao goes, he can't control it.
Moreover, A Bao has been born with his responsibility, let alone what he can control.
Hearing these unreliable words, Minghuang yelled, losing interest in chatting with the Imperial Master, "I'm going back."
As he said that, his soul turned into a wisp of red light and entered directly into Abao's body.
Originally, he was still a little soft and his breathing was intermittent.
After Minghuang Yuan Shen entered, his breathing immediately stabilized, and his pale face...
A lot.
The Imperial Master saw that A Bao was much better, and felt relieved.
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He did not dare to leave for long, and just stayed by his bedside.
This time, Abao slept for three full days before waking up.
However, the Divine Realm had already been turned upside down because of his disappearance.
However, because of Feng Tianlan's vigorous and resolute methods, not many people were arrogant in front of her.
"Uncle National Master."
A Bao woke up and saw the National Master guarding him, so he shouted obediently.
The Imperial Master hummed slightly, looked at the rosy-faced Abao, and asked with concern, "I feel better now":