My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 159 Are you ashamed to be so timid after being frightened by a fairy?

Misty Peak.

"Ang~"

The high-pitched dragon chant shattered the clouds within a hundred miles.

Dozens of monks with fluttering robes flew across the sky and landed behind the immortal in white sitting on the dragon's head in front of him.

The tyrannical dragon majesty frightened all directions, within dozens of miles of Misty Peak, not to mention the chirping of insects and birds, even the people were drenched in the sweat of their vests.

The body of the white dragon, tens of feet long, is condescending and looking down at the top of Misty Peak.

Beside Bailong, three middle-aged Taoist priests hung on one side like attendants.

Among the three middle-aged Taoists, the head of the Taoist priest has half white and half black hair like Tai Chi, a three-foot long beard, and a luxuriously dressed Xianmen Sanxian -- Jue Mie Xian.

On Jue Mie Xian's side, one left and one right half a step behind, are the other two San Xian who are suppressing the luck of the Immortal Sect.

Immortal Jue Mie stood suspended in the air, his feet seemed to be stepping on an invisible ladder, and he walked step by step to the top of Misty Peak and the practice field next to Daozang Tower.

At this time, on the training ground.

Fu Ling'er, Qi Lu, and Chen Cui, three second-generation disciples, were in the lead, followed by seven third-generation disciples, who were gazing at Immortal Jue Mie and Immortal Bailong in full force.

The other disciples of the Taoist temple occupy many important positions in the formation on the mountain, each holding a command talisman, ready to activate a hundred-treasure formation composed of dozens of acquired merit and virtue magic weapons at any time when the palm viewer gives an order.

50 years ago, Han Shou once used 48 pieces of post-mortem magic treasures and post-world quality spiritual treasures to set up a Zhenshan formation. As long as this formation is opened, except for the presence of Jinxian, it is almost impossible to break through the formation and kill Misty Peak.

Jue Mie Xian was humble and extremely respectful. He saluted Fu Ling'er from afar:
"Xiaoxian is so polite!"

Immediately, Jue Mie Xian sent a sound transmission to Fu Ling'er with his spiritual thoughts:
"Fairies, please don't misunderstand me. The seventh-generation Patriarch of the Xiaoxian Mountain Gate came to the mortal world for the first time. He heard that there is a powerful Zhenjun sitting in Xianshan Mountain, so he came here specially to ask for advice!"

"I took the liberty to come here this time, there is absolutely no malice, and I invite Fu Zhang to observe the enlightenment!"

"It's just because the incident happened in a hurry, and the patriarchs of the seventh generation were eager to see True Monarch Misty, so they didn't send the greeting card in advance."

Fu Ling'er was startled, and looked thoughtfully at the Jue Mie Xian, whose eyes were full of caution.

The sound transmission said: "Senior... this time I brought the immortals from the upper realm of the immortal sect and all the sects here, isn't it to get back face from the old master?"

While transmitting the sound, he said in a neutral manner: "This temple is not famous in Zhongzhou, seniors don't need to be polite!"

"I don't know what is the so-called senior and the immortal king of the upper realm coming in person?"

Jue Mie Immortal said via voice transmission: "Of course not, Fairy must not misunderstand, even if Xiao Xian is daring, how dare she act wildly in the Misty True Monarch Dojo?"

"It is true that the patriarchs of the seventh generation insisted on going their own way. After knowing the existence of True Monarch Misty, they decided to come here in person. As a disciple of the younger generation, how could Xiaoxian refuse? Therefore, he had to come here to experience this."

"I also ask the fairy to be clear. The nine elders in the sect have all been killed. The sect master Pingyao should have climbed the Siguo Cliff to repent and think about himself for a hundred years, but he couldn't do it because he fell in the Xizhou battlefield."

"Afterwards, the patriarchs of the seventh generation descended suddenly, and were delayed for a month due to other matters. The patriarch suddenly had a whim this morning and wanted to visit the real monarch. Xiaoxian was caught off guard and had to lead the way here in person."

"It's not malicious!"

Although there are a lot of content in the sound transmission of spiritual thoughts, but only for a moment, Jue Mie Xian smiled and said:

"The patriarch came here because he heard the name of Zhenjun Misty. On a whim, he thought that the real monarch might be an old friend of the patriarch when he was in the heaven, and he came here specially to see the old friend."

Fu Ling'er's eyes fluttered, and she already understood the meaning of the other party's trip.

In short, the Bailong Immortal in front of me descended from the heavens, only to realize that the Immortal Sect had suffered a great loss in the hands of his master, Jue Miexian was palpitated by the strength of his master Han Shou, and wanted to prevent the Bailong Immortal from coming to the door to get back the place, but in the end Bailong Xianzun obviously felt that he was invincible in the secular practice world of Dayan, and he wanted to show off by going his own way!

I couldn't help crying for a while.

What is this called?
Shouldn't it be called that the younger generation who suffered a loss just want to treat the loss as if it never happened.

But the elders who came from the heavens and felt that they could stand up for themselves found out about this, and wanted to get back the place for the younger generation?

Fu Ling'er returned the salute indifferently: "What a coincidence!"

"My master is in seclusion and it is inconvenient to receive guests, so that all the seniors and colleagues of the immortal sect can only run for nothing."

Jue Mie Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he is afraid that the arrogant seventh-generation patriarch will meet Master Misty, and if there is a disagreement at that time...

Turning his head to Bailong Xianzun, he said: "Patriarch, you see this is a bad coincidence, why not..."

"Humph!"

Immortal Jue Mie hadn't finished speaking when he was interrupted by Immortal Bailong with a cold snort.

"hold head high……"

As if feeling the master's displeasure, the white dragon roared loudly.

He stroked the white dragon's horns.

Expressionless: "Retreat?"

"Your guest is coming, if it is not closed to death, why can't you go out of the closed gate?"

"Little girl, hurry up and wake up your master, and tell him that the Great General Bai Longxian of the Eastern Tianmen Gate of Shenting is visiting."

"As long as he finds out, he will naturally go out and talk about it!"

Chen Cui was furious: "Senior is so unreasonable. Even the Emperor of Heaven would not come to visit and ask the master in retreat to greet him. Isn't senior more noble than the Emperor of Heaven?"

Qi Lu snorted coldly: "Not bad!"

"If you want to show off, you can go back to your fairy gate to show off. Although Piaomiao Temple is small, it is not a place where you can dictate it!"

Behind the three were seven third-generation disciples: Wang Jin, Chen Yue, Zou Long, Liu Baiyuan, Qin Du, Huang Zhongyuan, and Xu Lili. Although their legs and feet were weak under Long Wei, they all stared angrily.

"Ang~" Bailong roared angrily.

"Srustling~"

The vegetation on Misty Peak trembled violently, and a large number of fallen leaves fell like a waterfall.

"Clap~"

"Bang~"

Nearly a hundred Piao Miao gatekeepers lost their minds, and most of them sat on the ground uncontrollably.

The white dragon is a divine beast above the fairy level.

There was a huge roar, but most of these disciples who only established foundations and golden cores could resist.

This is not the result of a strong will that can be reversed, but that the essential level of life is different, just like a mouse that hears a cat meowing, no matter how courageous the mouse is, it will panic and run for its life.

Bailong Xianzun said coldly: "Since you are a fairy in the heavens, why don't you dare to see me?"

"Could it be... pretending to be an immortal in the court of God, and a fox pretending to be a tiger?"

"The words of True Monarch Misty made this incompetent junior disciple of this seat horrified and frightened, and he did not hesitate to kill himself just to ask for forgiveness, heh!"

"It's really majestic!"

"This kind of power, even His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, is nothing more than that!"

"Han Shou!" Immortal Bailong suddenly raised his voice.

"If you are not afraid of revealing your identity, why don't you come out of your hiding place and meet me?"

There was a rolling echo on Misty Mountain.

"Han... Han... Han..."

"Shou... Shou... Shou..."

At this moment, Han Shou's steady voice came from far away:

"What are you afraid of being exposed?"

"Why doesn't Han himself know?"

Far away, Han Shouxing's yellow Taoist robe fluttered, and he stood with his hands behind his back on an auspicious cloud, as if floating slowly but surely.

"master?"

The three disciples were stunned, looked at Misty Tower in astonishment, and then turned their heads to look at Han Shou who was approaching from afar.

Fu Linger lost her voice: "Aren't you... in retreat?" =
"Shu~"

Han Shou fell to the training ground on the top of the mountain, and said with a smile, "I have other important matters for the teacher, so I went out for a while."

Immortal Bailong sat down on the dragon's head and straightened up a little, his eyes flashed, and he sneered:

"It's just a celestial being, how dare you bully my celestial disciple like this?"

"Extinction!"

"Are you ashamed or not?"

"To be so frightened by a mere celestial being that you are so timid even when I come in person?"

Bailong Immortal Venerable squinted at the Extinct Immortal, and looked down at Han Shou from above.

"How brave!"

"Little angel, you shouldn't salute first when you see me. Do you really think that after the lower realms, the rules of the gods will become a decoration?"

(End of this chapter)