Reborn Willow God, Great Antiquity Signed for Thousands of Years

Seeing Liu Bai entering the palace, Master Tongtian was the first to stand up to greet him, and said with a big smile, "Before you cut off the Dao foundation yourself, I was shocked. I never thought that the method of beheading three corpses to prove the Dao has such a magical method." , that is, the immeasurable beings in the wild are going to be confused."

Liu Bai nodded slightly, knowing that the other party already knew about his temporary sanctification and smashing Zhunti's holy body.

He smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist Liao Zan, that was just a helpless act of necessity, and it is of no benefit to me."

All the saints present heard his subtext - I don't want to do this either, it's just that I have to resist when someone forces me.

Hearing this, Tong Tian laughed loudly and said, "You should have told me about this kind of thing earlier. I saw you cutting your own Dao foundation before, and I thought you were hopeless in this life. Clear the true face of some saints."

"Cough-cough-"

The Taiqing sage coughed twice, "Third brother, let the past matter pass by. Master invites fellow Taoist Changqing to come here, and it also means mediation."

Hearing that he brought out Daozu Hongjun, Tongtian didn't say anything more, but there was still some resentment on his face, and his eyes turned to Zhunti who was opposite, his eyes were full of contempt and disdain.

As if feeling his gaze, although Zhunti lowered his head and said nothing, his face gradually turned livid.

At this time, Jie turned to look at Liu Bai and bowed: "Fellow Daoist Changqing, my junior brother has always valued fellow Daoists very much, and he has sincerely invited fellow Daoists to come to my west several times. This time he was confused and wanted to force Daoists It is indeed a big mistake for you to join my Western religion.

Daoists should be dissatisfied even if they feel dissatisfied.

However, Fellow Daoist has already smashed his holy body, causing his vitality to be seriously injured. Please look at the old Daoist's thin face, how about letting this matter be over? "

Liu Bai nodded slightly, and returned a salute, but did not speak.

From the moment Zhunti approached him, he knew clearly that the conflict between himself and the two saints of Western religion was irreconcilable.

Now Jieyin bows his head to him and admits his mistake, and wants to settle the matter, but this is also a scene effort that he knows he can't do anything about, and is under the pressure of Daozu Hongjun.

It's okay to do some pomp and circumstance, but the fundamental contradiction still exists.

Liu Bai is well aware of this.

So are the saints.

At this time, a huge and majestic aura descended on the hall.

There was an extra figure on the futon of the head of the lord.

This was the first time that Liu Bai saw this Taoist ancestor who fit the Tao with his own eyes.

I saw that he looked like an ordinary old Taoist, wearing a gray Taoist robe and holding a whisk. He neither had the elegant and luxurious aloofness of Yuan Shi, nor the clean and indifferent attitude of Lao Tzu.

Very ordinary, very ordinary.

At first glance, it looks no different from the old people in Nanbuzhou.

But the majestic and majestic aura he had when he appeared couldn't be faked.

That is the breath of heaven.

Daozu Hongjun is the incarnation of the Dao of Heaven.

His arrival made the already somewhat oppressive atmosphere in the hall much more solemn.

The Six Sages got up and saluted respectfully: "Disciple pays homage to Master (Teacher)!"

"Excuse me, please sit down."

"Thank you, Master."

The six sages each sat on their own futons.

Only Liu Bai was left standing in the middle of the hall.

There is no futon belonging to him in the hall.

"Ah--"

There was a chuckle in the hall.

It is Yuanshi Tianzun, the sage of Yuqing.

Although he didn't say anything, the meaning is self-evident - even if you are sanctified, there is still no seat in this Zixiao Palace!

"Fellow Daoist Evergreen!"

Tongtian couldn't help calling out, wanting to give up his futon.

The futons in Zixiao Palace didn't increase as they wanted, and Tongtian didn't have the ability to do so.

Liu Bai glanced at Yuanshi Tianzun, his expression was indifferent, without any embarrassment or anger as he imagined.

Afterwards, Liu Bai withdrew his gaze and looked at Taoist Hongjun who was sitting on the head seat.

Coincidentally, Taoist Hongjun was also watching him.

The eyes of the two collided, both of them were calm and peaceful.

"Fellow Daoist Changqing, please take a seat."

Taoist Hongjun said expressionlessly.

While he was speaking, wisps of chaotic air surged from outside the hall, and then condensed into a futon and landed on the lower part of his right hand, which was Nuwa's upper head.

The smile on Yuanshi Tianzun's face froze instantly.