Excellent Spiritualist

Chapter 571

Su Ming let out a long sigh.

That mysterious world haunted him.

He is full of curiosity about that world in his heart, and he really wants to take a look, just a look.

No matter how beautiful he is, how can he compare it to the customs of the world.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of Taoism in the desolate and desolate cemetery.

Su Ming was greatly disturbed, and immediately started to look for the direction from which the voice came.

After a while, he stopped.

There are two figures sitting in front of the eyes, one monk and the other, they are playing a game.

Su Ming's coming without warning didn't disturb them at all.

Watching chess does not speak a true gentleman.

Su Ming watched quietly without making a sound.

The game is over.

The Taoist looked up at the monk, "Monk Xushen, you are no longer an opponent of the old Tao."

The monk dismissed it.

The Taoist turned his head to look at Su Ming, "Why did you come here uninvited, little friend?"

"Since the senior issued the dao name, it is an invitation to me, so why should I come here uninvited?"

Su Ming looked calm and meticulous.

The Taoist chuckled, "No wonder you can come to this cemetery."

The monk glanced casually at Su Ming, and then he was in meditation like an old monk and didn't care about worldly affairs.

The Taoist stood up slowly, and at the same time, the breath of the world became restless and gathered towards this place.

Su Ming's heart sank slightly.

Proven master? !
The Taoist in front of him is definitely the pinnacle of the Dao of Heaven and Earth...

"Why did you come to the God Burying Abyss?"

The Taoist asked.

"curious."

"Just curious?"

The Taoist was a little surprised.

"The Great Competition of the Heavens doesn't mean much to me anymore, but the trial ground of the Great Competition of the Heavens is full of mystery, so I'm here."

Su Ming's answer was approved by the Taoist.

"Senior invited me here, I don't know why?"

Su Ming asked.

"What do you think of this place of burial of gods, little friend?"

"I've always been indifferent to God."

Su Ming answered bluntly.

The Taoist laughed, "What a resolute answer, but my little friend is a man of temperament."

"I once met someone from the upper world in Qixia Town. In order to restore his cultivation, he used a baby as a guide to make alchemy to restore his cultivation..."

Su Ming talked eloquently, and looked directly at the Taoist, "How can such a beast's behavior be superior to others? What qualifications do you have to call it a god?"

"The face of the upper realm is dull, so they sent people to chase and kill me."

"I just find it ridiculous, extremely ridiculous."

"What my friend said is true. The gods have long ceased to be gods, and the immortals have long since ceased to be immortals. They are just a group of villains who gather together to compete for fame and fortune."

A look of disappointment that could not be concealed flashed in Taoist Gu Jingbubo's eyes.

"Old Dao, you are in a mess."

The old monk who entered meditation suddenly opened his mouth.

The Taoist laughed at himself, "The old Taoist's mood is really messed up."

After speaking, he asked again: "People in the world practice Taoism in order to become immortals and pursue longevity. I don't know what is the meaning of my practice?"

"Guard the one who should be guarded."

Su Ming's gaze was like a torch.

"What is the person who should be guarded?"

The Taoist asked again.

"My heart is clear, to protect relatives, friends and people in the world."

Su Ming answered quickly.

"Okay, I know what a good one is."

The Taoist laughed in surprise.

"Little friend's words are like enlightenment, and they have brought great inspiration to the old Taoist."

"Senior is joking."

Su Ming said indifferently: "I have no desire to pursue longevity in this life, I only want to have a clear conscience and live up to the vows I made when I practiced Taoism."

"Kuang Fuzheng Dao, taking the common people in the world as his own responsibility."

After saying this, the old monk who had entered meditation couldn't help but take another look, the Taoist's eyes were full of approval.

What a young talent, there is no such person in the world.

"It's really rare for Xiaoyou to have a pure heart. I hope Xiaoyou can always stick to his heart."

"I will."

Su Ming looked straight at the Taoist, "The two seniors must have been here for a long time."

"Not much, but only a few decades."

The Taoist put his hands behind his back and said to himself, "It's only a few games of chess."

Su Ming was stunned.

Decades, how many games of chess?
A game of chess for several years or even ten years? !
"The two seniors are extraordinary and refined, the boy is disrespectful."

"It's just boring to pass the time."

The Taoist said with great interest: "The heart of a little friend is what makes the two of us admire."

"Senior is joking."

Su Ming smiled.

"Are the two seniors here in seclusion, or..."

The old Taoist raised his finger and pointed to the messy cemetery, "We are just grave guards."

Gravekeeper?
Su Ming frowned tightly.

He didn't believe it in his heart, and he wasn't interested in delving into it.

He knew that things at that level could not be touched at present.

What's more, what he wants to do is to drive the temple of exorcising witches out of the world.

His eyes flickered, wondering if these two seniors knew the origin of Fangwu Temple.

"Do you have anything to say, little friend?"

The Taoist saw the hesitation in Su Ming's heart.

Su Ming pondered for a moment, and cut straight to the point, "Dare to ask if senior knows about releasing the witch hall?"

The old monk who entered meditation spoke with a hoarse voice, "Isn't it the Temple of the Witches that claims to have nine thousand and nine underground palaces?"

"Exactly."

Su Ming nodded.

"Naturally."

The Taoist said indifferently: "The strength of Fangwu Hall is unpredictable, among which the throne is the most mysterious, and the old Taoist has never seen it before."

"Oh?"

Su Ming was very surprised, "Senior, have you never seen the throne of Fangwu Palace?"

The Taoist shook his head, "Sometimes, the old Taoist doubts whether the throne of Fangwu Temple really exists."

"Little friend suddenly asked about the Temple of the Witches. Could it be that there is an enmity with the Temple of the Witches?"

"The Temple of Freedom of Witches is rampant in the world, making the world a mess. Since I want to protect the world, I must first drive the Temple of Freedom from the world."

The Taoist was stunned.

"My friend, if you want to banish the Temple of the Witches from the human world, you can't do it with your current ability. Perhaps, the other people in the Temple of the Witches are not your opponents, but you will not be the opponent to release the mysterious throne of the Temple of the Witches."

"Senior said that he has never seen the throne of Fang Wu Temple, how can he say that I am not his opponent?"

"Although I haven't seen it, I have heard of its name."

Taoist Shen Ran, "He is titled Evil Emperor in the Zhenwu Great World!"

True Martial World?
Su Ming frowned, "The Great World of True Martial Arts mentioned by senior, could it be the source of the Temple of Freedom and the Holy Land?"

"Exactly."

The Taoist nodded, "There are five emperors and eighteen sages in the Zhenwu Great World, all of whom are extraordinary masters. The gods that the world looks up to, in their eyes, everything is like an ant, and they are all existences that can be slaughtered."

Su Ming suddenly realized that it was so.

After all, he knew exactly where the Witch Palace and the Holy Land came from.

"As senior said, the people whose bones are buried here should all be masters of the True Martial World."

"good."

The Taoist said slowly, "They are all well-known people in the Zhenwu Great World."

"Senior, what is the difference between the emperor of the Zhenwu Great World and the God of the Earth?"

Su Ming asked curiously.

An inscrutable smile appeared on the face of the Taoist, "The gods in the world are invincible in the world, but they may not be the saints in the real martial arts world."

"The emperor controls the heaven and earth, and lives and dies on the Buddha."

Su Ming pursed his lips and remained silent.

In this way, the method of releasing the throne of the witch palace is really all-powerful.

"Thank you senior for letting me know."

Su Ming cupped his fists respectfully and saluted.

"Little friend, do you still have the guts to drive the Temple of Freedom out of the world after learning the name of the throne of the Temple of Freedom?"

There was an intriguing smile on the Taoist's face.

Su Ming smiled lightly, "He will let him be strong, and the breeze blows over the hills."

No matter how strong the throne of the witch palace is, what has it to do with him?

"For disturbing the two seniors Qingxiu, the junior will leave."

Su Ming saluted and bowed, turned around and left without the slightest procrastination.

Su Ming's sudden departure surprised the Taoist and the old monk.

They didn't hold back and let Su Ming leave.

After Su Ming's aura disappeared from here, the Taoist returned to his original position and sat down.

The old monk who entered meditation looked at him strangely, "This old monk rarely sees you talking so much with others."

"Monk, don't you think he's weird?"

"What's so strange?"

"It's too calm, and it doesn't match his age. It's hard to compare with the proud son of heaven who has become famous in the world of Zhenwu."

The Taoist praised: "After this son heard the name of Fang Wu Temple's throne, his state of mind has been very stable from the beginning to the end, without any waves."

"Could it be that you want to accept him as your heir?"

"I'm not qualified."

The Taoist sighed, "Having lived in the abyss for a long time, I have long been ignorant of the world, and accepting him as a successor will only delay him."

"Old Daoist, do you think he will be able to fight against the evil emperor in the future?"

The old monk who entered meditation asked.

"I don't know."

The Taoist sighed softly, "If he doesn't become an emperor, he has no chance of winning against the evil emperor."

"You can make a divination for him."

The old monk in meditation reminded.

"The old Taoist has observed it just now. His fate is peculiar, and it seems to be covered by a secret. The old Taoist can't see through it."

Hearing this, the meditated old monk couldn't help frowning, "Could it be that he has an extraordinary background?"

(End of this chapter)