Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Chapter 1292 Baoer, Big Brother Will Take You Away from This Suffering World

On the sea, as the war became more intense, powerful people such as the Ancestral Realm and Nascent Soul Realm appeared on both the human and demon sides.

As the Ancestral Realm and Nascent Soul Realm powerhouses appeared one after another, the entire sea area was almost completely shattered.

Instead, cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage suffered unexpected disasters.

At this point in the war, both sides were fighting to the death and had no time to care about the young monks on their side.

As for the mortal army of the human race, they are not even cannon fodder.

Before the Ancestral Realm and Nascent Soul cultivators appeared, the mortal army could barely be called "cannon fodder", but now under the storm of war, even the large ship of more than 30 meters could not withstand the disaster, let alone mortals with flesh and blood.

This also made it difficult for Mo Fan to find the person.

However, after a careful scan with his spiritual sense, he quickly locked onto a figure.

He was an old man who was at least sixty or seventy years old. He was wearing a suit of dark gold armor, with long black and white hair scattered on his head. There was a black ghost mist surrounding him, which allowed him to survive in the quagmire of war.

However, the big ship that the old man was on soon collapsed and was completely turned into pieces in the rapids of waves. Countless human soldiers and monks died tragically on the spot.

On the other hand, the old man did not suffer under the protection of the black ghost fog, but was lucky enough to grab a piece of deck debris and float on the water.

"Xiaobao..."

Mo Fan was distracted for a moment after seeing this scene. The figure of a child that had been forgotten in his mind for a long time instantly overlapped with the old man below.

Then he swooped down with He Xiaoyao and Dongfang Shuiyue and flew towards where the old man was.

Above the vast ocean, the rapids were surging and the waves were roaring.

In the distance, statues of Dharma and strange visions were colliding with each other. A casual blow could cause the entire sea to be in turmoil, and a wave of the hand could change the celestial phenomena. For a mortal like He Xiaobao, it was like the legendary immortals fighting each other. It was truly horrifying!

However, He Xiaobao's condition was not good at the moment. There were several fatal penetrating wounds on his chest, and there was also a deadly poison spreading in his body, making him extremely weak.

"Xiaobao, how are you?"

At this moment, a gentle and loving voice sounded in He Xiaobao's ears.

"Wu...Auntie Wu, I...I'm afraid I can't hold on until I get back to Nanyang..." He Xiaobao said weakly, and his voice became intermittent.

"No, no, Aunt Wu won't let you die!"

The ghost mist outside He Xiaobao's body gradually condensed and turned into the figure of a young woman, who was now looking at the old man on the deck debris with a sad face.

"Thank you, Aunt Wu!

For so many years, you have always protected me... Without your protection, I... a mortal like me would have died long ago...

Aunt Wu, don't be sad for me!

I should have died decades ago, but it was you and my big brother who kept me alive for decades. I… I am actually very… very content…"

As He Xiaobao spoke, tears welled up from the corners of his eyes, but a smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

“For mortals like us, our lives are but a hundred years long. Although it is short, we have loved, possessed, and seen this brilliant and bizarre world. It is enough that we have been here!

I have no regrets in meeting my elder brother and Aunt Wu in this life, and leaving my own offspring in this world..."

As He Xiaobao spoke, his pupils gradually dilated and his eyelids slowly drooped.

"Xiaobao, big brother is here."

At this moment, a voice that had disappeared for most of his life rang in He Xiaobao's ears, making him feel familiar yet strange.

He tried hard to open his eyes, but he was so tired...

Mo Fan came, his face showed no sadness or joy, he just pointed his finger and endless spiritual power was injected into He Xiaobao's body, causing He Xiaobao to open his eyes again, but he couldn't help feeling sad.

Through perception, Mo Fan has discovered that the true spirit in He Xiaobao's body is almost completely destroyed. Although he used his tremendous spiritual power to forcibly merge the other party's scattered true spirit, this is only temporary after all.

The true spirit is the core of all living things in the world. As long as the true spirit exists, even after death, one can be reincarnated.

But if the true spirit is destroyed, then it is truly gone!

After discovering this, Mo Fan couldn't help but reveal a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"Dad! Dad!! What's wrong with you? Don't scare me, don't scare Yaoyao!!"

When He Xiaoyao saw that her father was barely breathing and looked dead, she immediately burst into tears. She quickly knelt down and lay on He Xiaobao's body, crying bitterly.

He Xiaobao opened his eyes and saw the figure behind his daughter.

Although the other person seemed no longer young and even had white hair, he could still tell at a glance that this was the big brother who had taken care of him in the past, the great demon who had escorted him home from the Ten Thousand Mountains!

"Big brother……"

He Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, with a hint of joy in his eyes. He wanted to raise his hand to grab Mo Fan, but when he saw his own old and rough hands, he slowly let go.

But at this moment, Mo Fan squatted down and held He Xiaobao's hand. He smiled at the old man and said softly, "Big brother is here."

Even though He Xiaobao had become extremely old and his face was covered with wrinkles, Mo Fan still saw a hint of the child he once was on his cheeks.

"Big brother, you are finally here. Baoer thought you would never come back... Baoer has no regrets in this life because I can see you one last time before I die."

Seeing Mo Fan's smile, He Xiaobao couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. Then he looked at his daughter who was standing nearby with tears on her face and smiled, "Xiao Yao, haven't you always been curious about why Daddy gave you such a name?"

"Now you should know, but it doesn't matter. Although I am about to die, this moment is the happiest moment for me."

"Big brother...can I ask you for a favor..."

"You go ahead." Mo Fan nodded.

"After I die, Xiao Yao will be left alone, so I want to leave my daughter to you to take care of. At the same time, I also want you to give Wu Ma freedom..."

"I promise you."

Mo Fan agreed without any hesitation.

"Big brother, I have always had a question, why are you so nice to me..."

As soon as He Xiaobao finished speaking, he died completely!

Seeing this, He Xiaoyao burst into tears again and kept calling for her father.

Mo Fan smiled slightly, and tiger patterns appeared between his eyebrows. His right hand slid from He Xiaobao's old hand, but he pulled out an identical figure from the other's body.

This is exactly He Xiaobao’s soul!

He Xiaobao looked at Mo Fan in surprise, then looked down at his daughter who was lying on him crying bitterly. A trace of sadness flashed across his eyes, but he quickly turned around and looked at Mo Fan again with a hint of joy in his eyes.

"Xiaobao, the reason why I am so kind to you is because I want to find a trace of my own humanity in you.

Although I am a demon in this life, I still have a trace of humanity. This is not a bondage, but allows me to remain true to myself in this chaotic world..."

Mo Fan smiled slightly and looked into the distance, while the old man in his hand gradually turned into a young child, just like he did back then.

"Baoer, big brother will take you away from this miserable world."

"Okay, big brother..."

The child smiled brightly, and then gradually disappeared into the world...

Mo Fan and Bao Er (Just watch it, don't criticize me too much)