"I'm not leaving!"
"I'm not leaving!"
"Young friend, you should recognize me!"
The white-haired old man said with a chuckle, "When you were trapped somewhere back then, I went there to help set up an eighth-grade Divine-Sense Sealing Formation!"
"Have you forgotten?"
He Pingsheng nodded. "Yes, I remember now. So that was you!"
"Mm!" the old man said. "I'm a human too. My name is Liu Molin. My cultivation hasn't amounted to much in this life, but I've always loved studying formations!"
"Don't say that," He Pingsheng said. "Your cultivation is quite respectable, fellow Daoist. You're at the eleventh layer of Body Integration Realm. If you can break through your bottleneck, you'll be able to enter the Mahayana Emperor Realm!"
"Alas!"
Liu Molin shook his head. "It's too late... Three thousand years ago, the Heavenly Origin Thunder Emperor enticed me with [Red Feather Wheat], and I agreed to help him set up formations. In the end, I was imprisoned for three thousand years and never even saw the Red Feather Wheat!"
"Alas..."
"Even if that Red Feather Wheat were placed before me now, what use would it be?"
"In just a dozen or so years, my lifespan will run out!"
"To step into the Mahayana Emperor Realm, besides breaking through my bottleneck, I also need a [Great Creation Pill]. Where am I supposed to find one?"
"So I came back," Liu Molin said. "If you don't mind, I'd like to use my remaining dozen or so years to set up a few grand arrays for you, as thanks for saving my life... Actually, saving my life doesn't really matter to me. What matters is that you killed the Heavenly Origin Thunder Emperor and helped me vent my bitter resentment!"
"Now I can close my eyes in peace!"
"I see!" He