Reborn Willow God, Great Antiquity Signed for Thousands of Years

Seeing this, Lao Tzu hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Fellow Daoist, my second younger brother hasn't arrived yet, and the two younger brothers who have received us and Zhunti haven't arrived yet, can you wait for a while?"

Tong Tian snorted, "They really have the nerve to come?"

"Third brother."

Lao Tzu glanced at Tong Tian with some displeasure.

Liu Bai smiled and said, "They are here."

Following the voice, the three saints Yuanshi, Jieyin and Zhunti came hand in hand.

Disciples such as Guangchengzi, Randeng Taoist, Dizang, Pharmacist, Maitreya and other disciples under their sect followed behind, and the two sides did not divide into two groups with clear barriers, but merged into one group, and seemed to get along very well.

It seems that there should be some kind of tacit understanding or alliance between Chanjiao and Western religion.

Liu Bai thought to himself.

But it didn't matter to him.

There were just three of the eight futons left at the moment, and the three saints, Liu Bai and the others sat down after saluting one by one.

Liu Bai glanced at them indifferently, and began to preach on the Dao of Saints.

He didn't intend to hide his secrets either, and he told a complete story about his perception of the path of beheading the three corpses to prove the Tao, which is the choice between beheading the original heart and beheading the body.

As far as he is concerned, although the method of beheading the three corpses to prove the way can prove to be a saint of heaven, it is still far from enough!

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South Africa.

On the top of a beautiful hill by the Jishui River, a handsome young man was lying on his side on a piece of bluestone.

The bluestone is about two feet square, and the surface is as smooth and flat as a bed.

The young man was wearing a light blue Taoist robe with wide sleeves, and used a small palm-length sword as a hairpin to loosely tie his black and thick hair, and let the rest hang loosely over his shoulders. Free and easy and uninhibited.

At this moment, the young man was holding a red wine gourd in one hand and a green bamboo pole in the other.

A thin cloud thread is tied to the slender end of the bamboo pole, and the other end hangs down for more than a hundred feet, submerging in the flowing Jishui below the cliff.

The young man just lay on his side on the bluestone, staring at Ji Shui below him, and from time to time he put the red wine gourd in his hand to his mouth, gulping down the treasured immortal wine inside.

The sun star rises from Tanggu in the east, spreading the blazing sunlight to the prehistoric world.

But until the sun star gradually fell to the western valley, the young man never moved, but he drank a lot of the fairy wine in the red wine gourd.

His face was gradually stained red, and he didn't know whether it was because of the afterglow of the setting sun or because of his inability to drink.

"Master!"

Suddenly there was a soft call from a distance, with a trace of respect and surprise in the voice.

The young man frowned slightly, and turned his head to stare at the person with some displeasure, "Don't yell, so as not to scare that fish demon away! I said that you are about to become the hero of the generation of Emperor, why? Are you still as careless as before?"

"Master taught me a lesson!"

Ji Yuanxuan asked the dozens of monks who were guarding him to wait, and he landed on the side of the bluestone in the breeze, and respectfully said: "Disciple pays homage to Master!"

"No gift, no gift."

The young man, that is, Yun Zhongzi waved his hand casually, and glanced at Ji Yuanxuan, only to see that this little apprentice looked older than himself, and unconsciously, there was an emperor-like aura in him. The author's majesty was revealed.

"Tell me, what are you looking for?"

While talking, Yun Zhongzi sat up straight, changing from lying on his side to sitting upright.

Ji Yuanxuan said: "I heard that Master has never gone to the Linghuang Heaven to listen to the Tao, so..."

Yun Zhongzi waved his hand, "I didn't go because I wanted to help you fight for the position of Emperor."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, and then said with some frustration: "Your master preached the law of sanctification, but I am still stuck at the peak of Jinxian, and it is difficult for me to break through to the realm of Taiyi. Based on my current state, going to Linghuangtian would also embarrass your master, so it would be better not to go."

Ji Yuanxuan said in surprise: "Master, why did you say that? Although Master has been urging you to concentrate on cultivation, he treats you the same as he treats Master."

This is not nonsense.

Although Liu Bai has always turned a blind eye to Xiao Huangqi's bullying of Yun Zhongzi, in fact he always treats the two apprentices equally.

He bestowed many spiritual treasures on Little Huang Oriole, especially the top-grade innate spirit treasure Five Elements Bead, and the Luobao money he bestowed on Yun Zhongzi was also a top-grade innate spirit treasure.

In addition, there are a lot of various spiritual treasures.

It can be said that the two seniors, sisters and brothers are genuine "Taoists of Many Treasures".

"You bastard, you taught me a lesson!"

Yun Zhongzi cursed with a smile, "I naturally know how your master treats me. I also know that your master doesn't care about other people's opinions, but as an apprentice, I have to care.

Think about it, all the people who go to Linghuangtian to listen to the Tao are Daluo Jinxian, and even the top powers in the quasi-sacred realm. If I go there as a Jinxian, even if those people don’t say anything, they will definitely look at me in their hearts Sorry.

How they look at me, your master respects me, but I don't care.

But they will definitely feel that your master is not good at teaching disciples..."

"Master!"