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"Moreover, the amount of time and financial resources a sect needs to cultivate a cultivator with Mahayana Stage is immeasurable, but the price of the Technological Civilization is clearly set, and they can be mass-produced as well. So, if there is no restriction on it, it's extremely easy for that Technological Civilization to spread to a plane where cultivation resides."

"Technology, civilization... Then according to what you said, aren't Technological Civilization very powerful? "

Although Technological Civilization is strong, they are not invincible. If Technological Civilization is really as strong as I imagined, then they would have already occupied all the cultivation civilizations. The reason why cultivation civilizations are still the dominant is because Technological Civilization is actually not that strong.

"Really reach that level? "How can I be considered to have reached that level?"

"This, after master leaves this world, he might be able to reach that level."

"Leave this world?"

"That's right, as everyone knows, in the Cultivation Realm, it is already considered the pinnacle.

Once master has truly stepped into that kind of place, I will naturally tell master what things you need to know. If I tell you about it too early, it would be no different from talking about it.

"Do you want to set foot in a higher plane? "But I'm only at the Nascent Soul stage right now. I don't know how long it will take for me to reach that level."

"Master, you don't have to worry at all. I have a feeling that when Master returns to the Cultivation Realm again, he won't be far from that level."

"Enough, don't comfort me. I know how far I am from that level. It will probably take many years for me to reach that level."

"Master, you actually don't believe me. Tell me, when did my premonition go wrong? Since I have this premonition, then this premonition must be real. "

"Although your premonition did not go wrong, this time, it's too unreliable. I really can't imagine this."

"Brother."

"Hmm? Xirou, what's wrong? "

Mun Xirou placed both the General and Mo Xie in his hands, "Brother, I remember you saying that these two swords are top-grade immortal artifacts, right?"

"Yes, I did say that. What about it? Is there a problem? "

"Brother, do you still remember what I told you before?"

"What?" What do you mean? "

Mun Xirou rolled his eyes at Meng Yang, "I knew you had already forgotten, Big Brother."

"What and what?" I don't even know what you mean, just say I forgot. "

"Brother, do you remember where these two swords came from?"

"Of course I remember this, you said your parents left these two swords to you, and that General Qian is a sword your father used, and Mo Xie is a sword your mother used."

"That's right, since the Mo Xie and I are immortal weapons, then my birth parents are most likely both immortal. Furthermore, my father and mother are good friends with my birth parents, then could it be that my father and mother are also immortal?"

Meng Yang was startled, "Your analysis is correct. This possibility is definitely above the ninth floor."

"When Father and Mother left, they said that they were going to take back what belongs to them. So, are they already in the Immortal Realm now?"

Meng Yang suddenly realized, "No wonder you couldn't find them at Cultivation Realm."

"Brother, if that's really the case, what should we do? Let's not talk about whether or not we can go to the Immortal Realm, even if we go to the Immortal Realm, we might not even be able to find them. "

Meng Yang smiled slightly, "You don't need to worry about this, I naturally have a way to deal with this. Since I have already guessed where they are, then I will definitely be able to find them."

Mun Xirou's eyes darkened, "Brother, I miss my mother a little now. In the past, my mother always thought that my mother was troublesome and childish, but when my mother really left, I realised that I had already gotten used to it. Without my mother pestering me every day, I'm really not used to it."

Meng Yang patted Mun Xirou's head, "Don't worry, we will see them again soon enough."

"Master, are you tired?"

"I'm not tired yet. What's wrong?"

"Master, do you want to ride?"

"I already said I don't want to. Why do you want me to ride a horse so much?"

"Aiya! Master, just ride it, anyway, why don't you ride on Blacky, right? Furthermore, Blacky isn't going to hurt you, is it? Blacky? "

Skull Horse did not answer Little Ling, but turned his head and looked at Little Ling. If Skull Horse had eyes, then he would look at Little Ling with contempt.

"Look, look. The Blacky has already said that. Master, quickly come up."

"Brother, let's all ride on it. I've never ridden a horse in my life before."

"Fine."

"Hehe, quick, quick! Master, quickly come up!"

Little Ling sat at the front. Meng Yang originally wanted to sit at the back, but Mun Xirou insisted on letting Meng Yang sit in the middle, so he had no choice but to sit in the middle with Mun Xirou at the back. Although Skull Horse only had one skeleton left, it was huge to begin with. With three people on it now, it didn't feel crowded at all. Meng Yang felt that Skull Horse could at least ride on two more people.

After the three sat down, Mun Xirou placed his face on Meng Yang's back and hugged Meng Yang's stomach. Meng Yang could distinctly feel two balls of soft stuff rubbing on his back, although the feeling was very good, but after thinking about Mun Xirou behind his back, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

"Xirou, you are hugging me too tightly. Can you relax a little?"

Meng Yang did not reply Meng Yang at all after calling him, "Xirou? Xirou? Meng Yang moved his shoulders, but in the end, Mun Xirou did not react. Meng Yang turned his head and saw that Mun Xirou was already asleep, and seeing how Mun Xirou was sleeping soundly, Meng Yang did not want to wake Mun Xirou up, so Meng Yang tried to move Mun Xirou's hands by himself, but Mun Xirou's hands were really tightly held together, and even if Meng Yang was slightly holding onto him, he could not do it. Meng Yang was afraid of waking Mun Xirou up, so he did not use too much strength.

Little Ling turned around and smiled at Meng Yang, "Hehe, Master, Xirou sure sleeps soundly, Master. Do you want to sleep too?"

Meng Yang shook his head, "I'm not tired, so there's no need to sleep."

Before Meng Yang even finished speaking, a wave of sleepiness hit him. Meng Yang only felt his eyelids slowly become heavy, and then fell asleep.

Mun Xirou, who had "fallen asleep" earlier, slowly opened his eyes.

Little Ling laughed mischievously, "Hee hee, Xirou, you sure have good use for this thing."

"Of course. This was personally made by me. Of course it's useful."