Master of Hongjun

After all the cultivation bases below the Da Luo Jinxian descended from the mountain, Cao Xiaolong secretly summoned Da Da again, and ordered his intelligence hall to closely monitor the land of Kyushu, whether it was the Heavenly Court, disciples of major sects, or casual cultivators, they must grasp the movements.The most important thing is that the Taoist disciples who have gone down the mountain should pay special attention to them. Once they find someone who obeys the decree, they will be arrested immediately and handed over to the punishment hall for disposal.

After finishing all this, Cao Xiaolong recalled what Kunpeng said about "using sages to control sages".Indeed, if you don't talk about saints, if you only talk about the cultivation of the disciples, Panlong Mountain is the most powerful. Even the combination of cutting off teaching and explaining teaching is not the opponent to destroy Taoism.

Compared with the major sects, Taoism is weak in the top buildings.The highest cultivator of Taoist Extermination is naturally Cao Xiaolong, the supreme leader. Although he claims to be the number one quasi-sage, he still cannot beat the saint after all.Once the saint really intervenes in the disciples' struggle regardless of his status, the situation will be one-sided, and the combination of three or five quasi-sages is not enough for the saint, let alone other disciples.Besides, such a thing has never happened before. In later generations, Tianzun Yuanshi used the big to bully the small, and personally killed the three Yunxiao sisters.

So Cao Xiaolong didn't have any illusions about Hongjun's sentence: "A saint is not allowed to do it himself!"

How to resist the saint's attack has always been a headache for Cao Xiaolong.It is still far away to prove the Tao with strength, and those old saints can't count on it, after all, they are bound by a bet with Hongjun.Now that the only saint who can really help is Nuwa, the only one who can help is Master Tongtian.

Nuwa, Cao Xiaolong didn't want to drag her into the water, and the leader of Tongtian didn't know whether he would definitely stand on his side in the end. After thinking about it, Cao Xiaolong's head was getting bigger, and he still didn't come up with a better plan.

"Forget it, let's take one step at a time, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, there will always be a way!" With no other way, Cao Xiaolong can only cheer himself up like this, and temporarily put the troubles of this saint aside.

"A sage can calculate the secrets of the heavens, but I don't have the ability to predict the prophets. I used to take advantage of it from later generations. Only by knowing the advantages of history can I make a move first. Now the general trend of the way of heaven has changed slightly, and the direction of history may not be the last. If I continue to follow the original pattern, I will also lose my advantage, so I have to disrupt the secrets of heaven first. At that time, everyone will not know the secrets of the heavens, nor the future direction of the heavens. I don't believe I'm worse than you!"

Cao Xiaolong secretly made up his mind, ran to the back of Panlong Mountain, found a small hill, and looked around for no one.Cao Xiaolong took out a small incense stick from his bosom, somewhat similar to the incense sticks for worshiping ghosts and gods in later generations, popped out with one finger, the small incense stick ignited spontaneously without fire, emitted wisps of clear smoke, curled up, and disappeared into the depths of the sky in an instant . "Hmph, you want to watch Lao Tzu's tricks, you want to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, where is such a cheap thing, how can you do it without a little effort!"

After Cao Xiaolong snorted coldly, he sat on the ground carelessly, raised his legs, held a piece of grass in his mouth, just looked up at the sky without any image, humming a little tune that will be familiar to later generations, like Waiting for someone.

In the land of Kyushu, in a mysterious place, there is a very strange palace.From a distance, the whole palace looks like a huge skull, and the gate of the palace is like a mutilated mouth of a skeleton, with dense white teeth.Looking closely, they are carved beams and painted buildings, resplendent and resplendent, and most of them are built from some innate precious materials.The palace is surrounded by a big mountain, and the palace is built in a valley. There is a cold pool of blue waves flowing slowly, especially steaming and bubbling white bubbles. I don't know whether the water in the pool is cold or hot.

Inside the palace, there is a secret room with a huge Qinghai jade inlaid on the top, which illuminates the whole secret room brightly and charmingly.There are several people sitting upright in the secret room, some old and some young, all dressed in kudzu robes, sitting cross-legged on the futon, all with their eyes closed and meditating.The younger one can only be seen to be eighteen years old, but the old man is already seventy years old, and his skin is like old bark, tangled together fiercely.

Suddenly a young man in a fiery red Taoist robe suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to grab it in front of him, put it on his nose, smelled it, and laughed.

Hearing the laughter, the old man sitting in the first place slowly opened his eyes, two rays of light flashed across, like two silver snakes, the secret room suddenly lost color, as if these two rays of light covered all the light beams in the secret room.The light disappeared in a flash, and the old man's eyes returned to normal, which turned out to be very cloudy, just like an old man who has aged in the world, and there is no half of the power he had just now.

"Old Seven, what happened?" the old man asked, his voice was vigorous and powerful, rumbling in the secret room like a golden spear and an iron horse.The rest of the people also opened their eyes in unison at this time, and together they turned their gazes to the old seven that the old man said.

Lao Qi smiled and said: "It's okay, the little guy lit the letter incense, he probably has something to do with the younger brother, I'll meet him later!"

Everyone closed their eyes again after hearing the words, but the old man said: "Well, then you go and meet him. This son is the key for us to find the trace of the Dao, you must not take it lightly."

Lao Qi got up from the futon, bowed to the old man, and said: "Please rest assured, little brother will save it!"

Cao Xiaolong crossed his legs boredly, hummed a little tune, and looked up at the sky.The sky of Panlong Mountain, like that blue silk, looks extremely clear and beautiful.A few more white clouds swam past playfully, making the blue sky even more charming.

Although the sky is beautiful, viewing it for a long time will also cause visual fatigue. A certain unscrupulous person gradually lost the patience to continue watching. He spat the grass in his mouth on the ground, got up, and cursed: " Niang Xipi, why haven't you come yet? Didn't you say that as long as I have a little incense, I can come here immediately in less than a cup of tea. I have already waited for a cup and a half of tea. Could it be that I am lying ? If I don’t come, I will scold my mother!"

The stick of incense that Cao Xiaolong lit was left behind by Daoist Lu Ya when he left, and it was left with Cao Xiaolong for communication.Now Cao Xiaolong took him out because he didn't want Lu Ya to watch the show, so he deliberately grabbed him to help.

"Whose mother are you going to scold?" Cao Xiaolong suddenly had a bold and joking sound behind him, which startled Cao Xiaolong a lot.Seeing the person coming, Cao Xiaolong patted his chest, as if he was terribly frightened, and said, "Brother, can you stop being so elusive? I don't know if people are scary, can they be scary?"

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ps: Four more, brothers, for the sake of Xiaodao working so hard, the gold medal was smashed down, and the red envelope flew over, okay?