Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

"teacher?"

The boy holding the cow stopped and bowed slightly: "The mountains here are not high and the water is not good. How can it be suitable for you to preach?"

"The mountain is not high, as long as there are immortals, there will be spirits."

The old Taoist spoke slowly, his bright eyes not looking at the peacock in the sky or the big demon on the ground.

Instead, he looked at that place very close at hand, somewhere in front of the mountain:
“It’s just that you are not famous for a while, but you may not be famous forever.”

Wherever he looked, Su Bai stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at him quietly, with a subtle expression, as if looking at himself:
"What exactly do you want to tell me?"

Far apart in time and space, the two looked at each other.

Looking at himself, one of the incarnations of the soul that had been chopped off, Su Bai frowned in his heart.

That invisible barrier appeared again, preventing him from further contact with the veteran in the car.

This is the established law and law of time and space. It is a kind of restraint for those who rebel, and there is also an inexplicable force that is blocking him.

The old Taoist's eyes were extremely clear, but they carried a profound meaning that ordinary people could not understand:

"The sky net is vast, sparse and not leaking."

The boy holding the cow was slightly startled, not knowing what the teacher was talking about.

After just one glance, the old Taoist withdrew his gaze and pointed at the place he was looking at before:
"Long Ming, if you come here in the future, don't forget to take a breath stone and set up a monument here."

"Ah? Yes!"

The young man was puzzled, but he still nodded and took note of the teacher's words.

Although he didn't know why he would come here in the future, but if the teacher said he would come, he would definitely come.

"Just here."

The old Taoist waved his sleeves and robe, and the old ox pulling the cart immediately called out, kowtowed to the ground, removed the rope, turned around respectfully, and knelt in front of the cart.

The young man looked serious and knelt in front of the car.

Not long after, the peacock in the sky also reduced its figure, turned into the size of a palm, and landed on the weeds not far from the car.

The same thing happened to the six big monsters in the mountain. They lost their huge figures and returned to normal heights. They came one after another and knelt down side by side with the old ox, showing utmost respect.

This is a calm and inconsistent picture.

An old Taoist, carrying a boy, was sitting in a car, with strange animals in front of the car, kowtowing in respect, as if waiting for something.

"After three thousand years of separation, your cultivation has improved significantly, which is very good."

The old Taoist glanced at the beasts in front of the car, nodded slightly, approved a little, and said with some regret: "I have nothing left to teach you."

"teacher……"

"The teacher is almost like a saint, and we are terrified."

"Teacher, don't abandon me!"

When all the beasts speak human words, they all feel uneasiness and fear in their hearts.

The pitch-black tanuki, like an abandoned cub, let out a mournful cry.

Only the peacock's phoenix eyes glanced at the child in the car, and said in a clear and sensitive voice:
"Is he the teacher's close disciple?"

"Peacock!"

The old man in front of the car immediately glanced at him and said, "That's your junior brother too."

"You are my master, he is not my brother!"

The peacock raised its head, but did not look at him, but looked at the car.

But even when he was facing the old Taoist, he did not bow his head: "Do you hate me for eating thousands of people when I was ignorant, so you chose him now!?"

"Idiot!"

Looking at the peacock, the old Taoist sighed: "People have human nature, and monsters have their own demon ways. Why bother?"

"If I can't follow your way, I won't take the path of an old monster!"

A trace of disappointment flashed across his eyes, and then turned into a tough attitude.

After that, the peacock chirped loudly, fluttered its wings, and in an instant, tore through the void and flew away:

"My way is to take the straight path!"

The peacock soared into the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Several big demons looked at each other one after another, and they all knelt on the ground, saying with anxious expressions: "Teacher, this stupid peacock bird didn't mean to collide with you. It's really a demon clan, and it's in a difficult situation..."

The big monsters were a little trembling, but they still spoke, nervously slamming their claws on the ground.

No one knows better than them the terror of the Taoist in front of them.

Before getting into the car, the young man looked at Lao Dao, with a slight worry on his face: "Teacher, Peacock is just impulsive. You..."

The atmosphere at the scene was oppressive and solemn. All the disciples were trembling with fear and felt like they couldn't breathe smoothly.

Only the child beside the old man raised his head in confusion and looked at his teacher: "Teacher, where are you going, senior brother?"

"When the chicks grow up, they will eventually leave the shelter..."

The old Taoist touched the child's head, and then sighed: "Let him be."

Su Bai watched quietly and felt it carefully.

The words and deeds of the veteran, and even the sense of relief and worry that emerged in his heart, all appeared in his heart.

He could not truly transcend time and space to affect everything that was happening in front of him, but he could feel what was happening to Lao Dao at this time.

Because, in a sense, the veteran is himself.

After all, this person is transformed from a fragment of his soul. In theory, he is him in another time and space.

"Thank you teacher."

When the big monsters heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief, thanked them respectfully, and then dared to raise their heads.

The young man glanced at the big monsters and felt a little comforted.

After all, they are from the same school. Although it was a bit difficult to deal with, they never made trouble after all.

Otherwise, the teacher might really get angry.

The consequences are unimaginable...

"All the ways in the world are headed by Taoism, Buddhas, gods and ghosts, and the demon clan has been living under the human race for a long time." "The peacock is proud and arrogant, and is unwilling to follow the ancient path, which is reasonable..."

At this time, a deep and heavy voice came, and the scalper pulling the cart slowly said: "May I ask the teacher, where is the way forward for the demon clan like us?"

"The way forward for the demon clan..."

As Huang Niu spoke, several big demons also looked at the old Taoist, with serious expressions and hope in their eyes.

All kinds of Taoist traditions in the world, including Taoism, Buddhism, gods, ghosts and monsters, are considered equally famous in the eyes of many ordinary practitioners.

But in fact, the demon clan is far inferior to the first four.

Not to mention compared to Taoists, Buddhas and gods, even compared to ghost cultivators, they are still far behind.

The most fundamental reason is that the demon clan is unsage!
During the ancient battle, the demon world came from outside the sky, causing the heaven and earth to shake, and also triggered a war between gods and demons.

But after the first battle, the demon world was defeated, and Old Man Tianhuang was destroyed between heaven and earth. The former glory of the demon world was gone.

The majestic demon world was forcibly beaten into a beastly state by gods and Buddhas all over the sky.

From ancient times to the present, who is willing to endure all the great monsters?

The young man's heart also moved.

Being from the same school, he naturally understands the desires of these brothers.

However, in his opinion, this problem has no solution at all.

The existence that stands high in the sky is like the sun, shining all over the world, but it also determines the order between heaven and earth.

No matter how amazingly talented and beautiful the person is, there is no way they can fly high in such a trap!
No matter how terrifying the genius is, no matter how peerless the genius is, they can't escape from the Nine Immortals' Cage between heaven and earth!
"The road is only about fighting!"

"Only when you reach the limit and end, jump out of all realms, and are not among the five elements, can you be qualified to change the world."

The old man slowly raised his head and spoke calmly.

"The end of the road? How can we have this opportunity?"

The young man's eyes suddenly darkened, and the other big demons also bowed their heads and remained silent.

The nine-round sun is in the sky, how can the latecomers compete with them?

"After all, there is an opportunity, and this opportunity is now!"

His eyes swept over the monsters and young men in front of him.

Then, his eyes fell on Su Bai, and he seemed to have a thousand words to say.

But in the end, it turned into a very short sentence:

"For eighty thousand years, there will be no saints in the world!"

For eighty thousand years, there will be no saints in the world?

Su Bai's mind was shaken, and all kinds of thoughts suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was a cold, dry, chaotic void where nothing seemed to exist.

A great outside world is like a golden sun, shining on the boundless nothingness.

Many figures were vaguely visible.

Those figures were sitting, lying, standing or moving. Their faces could not be seen, but there was a vast and endless powerful aura sweeping over them.

And facing these nine figures in the distance is a sea of ​​starlight that stretches for an unknown number of billions of miles.

"The Lord of the Star Altar...their fight is not over yet!"

Su Bai's mind condensed, and his previous guesses were completely confirmed.

Why do all races and spirits dare to take action in the Phoenix Emperor's battle to conquer the sky?

Do you dare to follow the Phoenix Emperor and attack the Nine Immortals?

Why did Cui Yanliang leave so quickly after leaving seclusion?
The fundamental reason is that there is no saint in heaven and earth!

It was precisely because the master of the altar restrained the Nine Immortals outside the sky, that is, the Nine Great Saints, that the Phoenix Emperor's Battle against Heaven was born.

Otherwise, even the Phoenix Emperor, who is in charge of creation and power, would never be able to challenge the Nine Immortals on the long river, using the avenue as bait to fish for all the spirits of the past and present!

Even if the Nine Immortals were fighting against each other, it would not be possible.

"Eighty thousand years!"

In front of the car, several big monsters looked at each other, feeling relieved.

The young man's eyes gradually brightened.

The old scalper raised his head and looked thoughtful.

hum!
In the breeze, Su Bai quietly watched the master and apprentice in front of him, asking and answering questions.

In the true sense, the magical power of incarnation is the ability to differentiate into a completely different incarnation that is different from one's own thinking and cognition.

Such a god may seem simple, but is actually extremely difficult to create.

Because even he cannot deduce things beyond his own knowledge.

Naturally, such a clone cannot be differentiated.

But at this time, the old Taoist in front of him seemed to be independent of himself.

Perhaps, there are still many similarities, but the inner thoughts and cognitions are already very different.

"That's it for today."

It was not until a long time later that the old Taoist waved his hand and asked many disciples to retreat.

"Yes!"

Although many disciples were reluctant to leave, they did not dare to neglect him. After bowing respectfully, they slowly retreated.

They looked back from time to time, and after a long time, they strode away.

The old man walked straight out of the car, walked slowly and unhurriedly, and came to Su Bai.

Although the two are only one step away, they seem to be separated by tens of millions of years.

The old Taoist stared at the void in front of him, seemingly able to see something, but seemingly unable to see anything.

However, after a moment, he couldn't help but sigh:
"I lost that battle." (End of chapter)