The indescribable Taoist Lord

"It is a Dharma image that is indistinguishable from that of the sages!"

"A major modification of a statue is something that has never happened before in Zhongtian!"

"The great love of my ancestors extends my cultural heritage!"

"The great love of my ancestors extends my cultural heritage!"

As all things in the Taihao sky revived, the heaven and earth returned to the pure spirit, and even the flowers bloomed in midsummer, and the literary destiny condensed into essence and gathered in Chang Geng... No, when the Wen Dao Immortal was around, all the masters were already moved.

They completely felt that it was so majestic and lofty, as if it pointed directly to the avenue of Tao and Fruit. In the entire Zhongtian, there were even less than ten people in the records who could clearly understand this truth in the Hundong Realm.

There are many people in the school who practice the "Heavenly Questionnaire". They only feel that this avenue is unbiased and is the same as the path of the sages.

This is impossible. Everyone's path is always different. Otherwise, if you just follow the path of your predecessors, you will be able to achieve enlightenment along the way. What is the point of self-enlightenment?

At this time, all the sub-sages and saints, in their hearts, except the ancestors of the saints who came from heaven to do things, could not bear the withering of the inheritance of culture and Taoism, and did not think about anything else.

Wang Xuan stared closely at the depth and kindness in the eyes of the Immortal Wen Dao, with doubts in his heart, and did not shout or make an uproar like others.

He knew Li Shaobai, so he vaguely felt that there must be some problem.

However, he looked at the enthusiastic masters and saints around him, and their spiritual auras were a little turbulent and excited, as if Taihaotian had "come to life", and he was suddenly at a loss.

Yes, it is naturally a good thing for the Patriarch to appear. How can it be said to be a bad thing?

But why does he feel so awkward and strange?

On the other hand, the students...it seems that although most of them are excited, they are not irrational, and they are even thinking, which is much better than these major repairs and mud holes.

"It's done."

Zhang Qinghe looked up at the Dharma that was slowly being shaped, and the literary Tao that seemed to be substantial under the feet of the literary immortal, and clenched his fists with his bare hands.

The rainbow light that penetrates the sky and the earth shines brighter, the sound of Literary Saints chanting scriptures spreads farther, and the Dharma becomes more abundant, and the road under your feet spreads out like a smooth road, connecting to the sky outside - this is the direct point. Daoguo's great road.

The Wen Dao Immortal stepped on the cloud boots, and all kinds of music and rituals sounded in congratulations. Even though he did not complete one step, Li Shaobai was no longer in Zhongtian at this moment!

It was so easy for him to break into the half-step cave!

"If I had known this, why would I have chopped it into pieces in the first place and just broke through the realm? Instead, I gave it the opportunity to lurk in the bloodline and secretly wait for an opportunity to seize the avenue."

Zhang Qinghe smiled, but he didn't dare to do that. At that time, he hadn't finished dealing with Xu Nieyu and others. If there were any other variables, he couldn't guarantee it.

Cui, Wu Ersheng and Yu Fuzi clearly turned out to be bad guys afterwards and had no effect. However, if they are underestimated and the cards in his hand are used to fight like a needle, they may not be able to stabilize the situation. This situation.

Zhang Qinghe can imagine what is going on outside. Perhaps students who have been influenced by Confucianism and have some Taoism and principles and the support of Haoran's righteousness can do better. Those old saints and masters who have been deeply alienated are afraid that they will immediately Worshiped.

He could easily think with his toes that this Dharma image was the same as that of the sage who had saved the common people for five thousand years. This was some small action taken in advance to prepare for the invasion!

"How do you feel, sir?" Zhang Qinghe stopped drinking. It was really uncomfortable without fennel beans.

"Some surprises, but also some frustrations." Li Shaobai shook his head - at this moment, he was already a monk who was about to fall into the hole at the last moment, but the situation at this moment could not help him to be happy.

"Unexpectedly, after I inherited the teachings of my ancestor, I became clear-headed and nothing happened...

Frustration is frustration. If I were to follow my path, I might be able to defeat dozens of Hundongs. However, now that I am on the path of the Taoist Saints, I feel that I can easily escape from fighting hundreds of them. Down……"

Li Shaobai stood up and shook his head.

"I could have gritted my teeth and given up on my three hundred years of cultivation. With one sword, I had messed up my inner lake, cut off the Dao foundation, shattered the Dharma, damaged the Shen Zang, and destroyed the Niwan Palace, so that this weird and weird literary way would become my The road under your feet...

But I didn't dare. "

Li Shaobai tried his best to smile, but he was no longer cool.

"Three hundred years, three hundred years is so short, so what's the point of our monks coming for another three hundred years?

Ke Qinghe, boy, do you know that if I cut him down with one sword, it would not only destroy my three hundred years of practice, but also eliminate the possibility of my future practice.

After all, I can't be decisive, and the sword will never be pure. How can I destroy the mountain pointed by the sword's edge?

Not only that, it seems that even now we have to be controlled by it. "

Li Shaobai spoke more. He stood up and approached Zhang Qinghe. He picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhang Qinghe stood up and patted his husband on the back. Now it was he who comforted Li Shaobai like a child.

"No, I've already seen that sword, sir. It's amazing. It's no exaggeration to say it's the best in the world.

At least looking at the whole of Zhongtian, I can't think of anyone other than you who can wield such a sword of freedom and determination. "

"When...have I ever wielded it?"

Li Shaobai took a few steps back in confusion. He found that he could not understand his student.

He saw Zhang Qinghe take out a bronze coffin as tall as his from the mysterious bag, with cast-iron chains wrapped around it, and complex Taoist inscriptions of Ming and Ming engraved on it.

As soon as the coffin landed on the ground, the bluestone courtyard was shaken along with the surrounding area. The entire Tahotian piled up randomly was silent for a moment because of the appearance of this coffin, as if the space was stagnant.

It has no aura, no Taoist charm, only a deep silence. It seems to be just a common copper coffin, but it has experienced the precipitation of time and has come from ancient times. However, the sword energy escaping from it makes people feel sad. Li Shaobai was shocked and inexplicable.

"This sword..."

Zhang Qinghe narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Mr. Shaobai, this coffin may be specially made for you. You can use it later."

One person talks about the sword, another person talks about the coffin, one person looks at it blankly, but the other person understands it thoroughly.

Guo Sicheng shook his head——

"This is not a call just for him. There are many tenants who recognize you as my old employer."

"This sword...how could..."

At this moment, Li Shaobai only had eyes for the sword, as if all the truth in the world had been thrown away by him, all the money had been scattered to him, and he couldn't do without the sword.

But naturally there is no sword on the copper coffin, but there was a sword in the copper coffin, and there will be a sword in the copper coffin.

Li Shaobai's eyes were confused, horrified, happy, understanding, and thorough...

Various realizations kept flashing through.

"I said before that I am here to save Mr., so I would like to ask Mr. to die in the coffin later."

Seeing that Li Shaobai refused to move, Zhang Qinghe said with a smile, not knowing whether he could listen to his words.