The discussion on the Great Dao in the Ten Thousand Laws Celestial Pivot lasted for more than two hundred years before it ended.
Many Taoist disciples scattered in all directions, and some continued to stay here, but the number drastically decreased, with one star after another extinguishing and drifting away.
"Farewell, Dao Lingzi."
"It was a pleasure meeting you this time."
Jiang Ding glanced at Master Dao Ling, the Fusang Saintess who unknowingly stuck by his side again, gave her a slight nod, and then his body slowly faded away.
Through this soft spot, he learned another piece of information: every thousand years, Taoist disciples will gather once.
In the remaining time, Taoist disciples cultivate, fight and kill, or refine treasures and manage the World Community and the Great Thousand World.
In general, they are very busy and won't stay in the Ten Thousand Laws Celestial Pivot all the time.
"Mm, farewell..."
Master Dao Ling softly said in a weak voice.
