The indescribable Taoist Lord

He took a brief inventory and found that there were many important things inside - those precious medicines had long been mutated and eaten by Shou Yongzi, infecting each other's flesh and blood, and they had become nothing more than dregs. They were still the smelly residue that he had cleaned up casually.

What's left is Lord Wude Xing's iron order, the mask he took back during the situation, and the jade slips hiding the Taiyin.

After seeing the jade slip that was already chapped and damaged, and could only be slowly repaired by himself with a glow of aura, he felt inexplicably certain - there were wanderers on both sides, and he had already left his hometown, but at least he still had a companion with him.

"Hey...this writing and ink..."

When Zhang Qinghe saw the words "Xiao Chitian" written casually and freely on the ink, Dao Yun remained the same, letting out a soft sigh and frowning.

He remembered this thing. Wenchang had lived with this thing by his side for a long time. But now Wenchang Xingjun still chooses to keep this thing for himself. It must not be as simple as leaving a souvenir...

After he finished worrying about these trivial matters, he felt the boundaries of this place carefully.

"Edict!"

Zhang Qinghe pointed his finger casually, and the aura of the immortal spirit that seemed to be the orthodoxy of heaven and earth was generated, and then a celestial temple that seemed to be made of stars appeared out of thin air.

He pointed again and saw another side hall, a balcony, and a small pavilion...

The stars are stepping on the foot, the great road is born in it, the stone statues of gods and Buddhas are formed, showing their majesty, as if they are the incarnation of a certain rule... Zhang Qinghe smiled, which can be regarded as amusing himself, as if he had created a god. The residence is just less popular.

He slowed down a little, and then erased all traces of it, making the world fall into a somewhat incomprehensible abstraction.

But he understood that this was just a characteristic of this world, and it was still the gentle mercy that belonged to that being - what he thought about in the sky was what he saw, felt, and touched. appearance.

This is no different from the creation of the void. Everything that came out early is real, such as his robe and his hairpin. However, the mysterious bag around his waist was entangled with his spirit and manifested together with his physical body. It originally "existed", but the two were somewhat different.

"But it really makes people reluctant to leave. It seems that by staying here, you can truly do whatever you want, and those gods and gods will not come after you."

The young man sat slumped on the ground, with no one around and no life-threatening things, which relieved him of all the burdens he had borne, and he playfully said dejected words——

An ant who knew how powerful the behemoths he faced was pretending to be calm under their hostility, almost crushing him.

His state at this moment is also very strange. Rather than saying that he is the master above the sky, it is better to say that he has an inexplicable connection with this world, and this world is above the Zhongtian Realm, and is connected to the Zhongtian Realm. The world seems to be closely related to the torrent of time in the Zhongtian world. If he is not afraid of getting lost, he can even throw himself into any place in it relying on the aura bond. It is as if although he cannot completely represent Taisu, he has some characteristics of Taisu. .

Naturally, it is difficult to come back...

"Wait, something's wrong!?"

Zhang Qinghe stood up suddenly, looking a little flustered——

"Where's the teacher? I clearly put the teacher in the mysterious bag. I ran for my life and lost the teacher?"

Zhang Qinghe doubted himself, this can't be done, right?

It was at this time that he noticed that there seemed to be a heavy friction sound of iron locks behind him. The harsh sound seemed to remind him of something bad. Zhang Qinghe turned his head heavily -

"boom……"

"boom……"

"boom……"

A dull sound came from the bronze coffin that had freed itself from the mysterious bag. The chains wrapped in layers were wrapped with civilization, as if they wanted to wrap the bronze coffin tightly, but they were somewhat unable to do so——

It seemed as if unimaginable alienation and filth were taking place inside that coffin.

"boom……"

After an unusual sound, Zhang Qinghe saw a dozen tiny tentacles extending from the bronze coffin, and then continued to grow.

"Gan..."

He immediately moved into the void and retreated until the fleshy tendrils spread the distorted light of the literati, squeezing the bloated figure like a deformed monster...

The demon was wrapped with cold iron chains that were easy to pull back, causing blood and flesh to fly from the thing. The bronze coffin just stood silently, motionless.

The aura of the Wenchang God Line was so obvious that Zhang Qinghe immediately made a judgment——

"Yes, it must be that I didn't cover it well myself, something happened. Fortunately, the trouble has not gone away..."

And at the same moment... "Wenchang Xingjun" who was observing the shameful and angry mood of the Zhongtian God and easily wanted to provoke Taisu Ladder, seeing that His actions were fruitless, decisively transferred his subjective will to other places in the Starry Heaven until it was endless. After staring at the main and auxiliary star to the right of his head with his imperial eyes, he was stunned for a moment, feeling a little annoyed——

"I forgot that He also has an anchor point...but he is above the sky, so it is difficult to deal with it..."

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"How should I deal with this..."

Zhang Qinghe had a headache looking at this thing - it was a real headache. Although it was not Wenchang himself, let alone the evil thing that Shou Yongzi cultivated, Li Shaobai had already become a half-step bastard, not to mention that his physical body was still at the peak of the Great Sage, twisted. The literary atmosphere has been shaking his rationality, trying to push him back to the point where he can't even read the "Three Character Classic" in his hometown...

"Teacher, you are alive in the coffin. Please give me some enlightenment. You won't let me accompany you to your grave and be saved by you..."

In order to calm down his mood, Zhang Qinghe dodged and said some witty words. From Lantian to Shaoyin, it was more exciting every time. If he didn't adjust, he would have gone crazy.

But when he was halfway through speaking, he suddenly froze.

"Lay to rest, super... speed?!"

He suddenly remembered the scripture that Li Mo recited in the Jinluan Palace, which made him extremely horrified.

It was the "Sutra of Saving People" written by his hometown, also known as "The Mysterious Sutra of Taishang Cave Xuan Lingbao Immeasurable and Excellent Grades of Saving People". It was so wonderful that it was beyond words. At that time, Zhang Qinghe even speculated where it came from.

Zhang Qinghe thought of this anxiously and took a closer look at his current state - he wanted to connect with "Tai Su" and was granted high-dimensional characteristics by "Tai Su", which was enough to explain all the principles and principles vividly. , and there will be no situation where he fails to express his meaning in Zhongtian and cannot express it directly to anyone other than Wang Zhixin and other three people.

With a certain determination in his heart, he raised a rainbow, faced the evil and weird things growing in the coffin, and chanted loudly:

"The human way is vague. The immortal way is vast. The ghost way is happy. When you are born, the immortal way is precious, and the ghost way is precious..."

In an instant, chaos was born in the sky, and the chaos was divided into clear and turbid, and the clear and turbid was divided into heaven and earth, as if there was a real basis in such an invisible situation.

Flowers are falling from the sky, golden lotuses are emerging from the ground, and only the boy in white and the demon evolved from the bronze coffin are there...

This young man seemed to be a Taoist Lord in person, with a kind face, and a divine ring behind his head. Immortals were sitting there, and a pure land was born under his feet, encompassing heaven and earth.

There is a magnanimous and magnanimous air around him, which adds a touch of popularity.

There is also a furnace nourishing the heaven and earth, and the body is the Taoist heart of the golden elixir. He continues to recite the Tao——

"A man sings a song in the cave to take pictures of Bei Luofeng, chants demon spirits, and kills six ghosts. The weather is in chaos, and my Taoist sun is prosperous!"