Immortals and Gods Fall

After hearing her master's words, An Xin felt they made sense, and her whole body relaxed at once.

That was right. Why should she fear Hunyuan Dao Emperor's power? Why should she doubt the Immortal Emperor Pupils?

As long as she became Hunyuan Dao Emperor, Blood Prison Great Sage could never be her match.

"Master, are you really not going to teach the other disciples to cultivate the Immortal Emperor Pupils?" An Xin asked curiously. It was not that she feared the other disciples mastering them; she simply felt that with such power, if all Wushi disciples could grasp it, Wushi's future would be even more immeasurable.

Gu An replied, "The Immortal Emperor Pupils will bring enormous trouble. They're not suitable for everyone to cultivate."

He had many divine abilities. There was no need for every disciple to master all his Dao arts. Moreover, the Immortal Emperor Pupils were not something one could cultivate just because one wanted to.

Back then, he had passed them to An Xin only because he wanted to give it a try. He had not expected An Xin to be quite perceptive when it came to the Immortal Emperor Pupils.

Seeing that Gu An already had his own plans, An Xin no longer dwelled on the matter. She asked a few more questions about Hunyuan Dao Emperor, and only after receiving answers did she leave in satisfaction.

Gu An continued wandering through the Medicine Garden. Even if no one was watching him, he still had to act this way and make it a habit.

After Wushi Daoist Field gained Zui, it had already become lively, and now that Blood Prison Great Sage had returned as well, the days could be described as chickens flying and dogs leaping.

The third-generation disciples were all very curious about