The indescribable Taoist Lord

"It should be said that fortunately Brother Li fell asleep, otherwise he would be the one who suffered."

Wang Zhixin glanced at Li Ping'an, who was sleeping soundly on the ground. The unique aura belonging to the Taoist body escaped, making his already good-looking face extremely handsome. Like Zhang Qinghe, he had a natural affinity for being close to the Tao.

However, Wang Zhixin didn't feel happy at all when he saw all this, and suddenly frowned——

"not good!!!"

"It's too late. From the moment he passed out, the breath gathering method of the Heavenly Palace stopped circulating, and the aura of the Tao Fetus was revealed. Next, the Shui Yuan God Son in the shrine is going to go crazy.

He will not rest until he has peace. "

Zhang Qinghe was a little gloating about his misfortune. For Wang Zhixin, this was a big trouble. During the days when he came to Chang'an School, he had never seen Wang Zhixin depressed!

Since the arrival of this hazy and sacred great being, his eyes have actually been set on Li Pingan. Although his desire is strong, it is hidden extremely deep, as if it is like an abyss, making people unable to feel its emotional fluctuations. However, Zhang Qinghe knew that if he couldn't get Li Ping'an today, he would fight to the death with Wang Zhi without any room to escape.

But...with such a high-level divinity, it turns out to be just a hole. Could it be that he is really the so-called "Son of God"?

Do immortals also give birth to babies? Then can I...

Pooh!

Zhang Qinghe shook his head to get rid of the inexplicable thoughts that came to his mind, and his mind fell silent again.

If there is such a relationship between immortals and gods, it is not right. How can the son of gods be ignorant? Moreover, this is a shrine, which obviously requires people to offer sacrifices, and there is even a tradition of living sacrifices.

Didn't you see that Li Ping'an was almost stabbed through by that foot-high bone pillar before?

The immortals and gods must be absolutely rational except when facing Zhang Qinghe's temptation. If the living sacrifice is of no use, why would they do such a thankless thing?

"Can we increase our strength through sacrifice?"

"Teacher, are you talking about the Water Elemental God Son in front of you?"

Wang Zhi suddenly appeared out of nowhere and interjected.

Zhang Qinghe quickly gathered his thoughts.

"It's just a guess."

He almost forgot that he was still carrying it with him in other people's hearts. He could hear the other person's every move, and if he had any thoughts, he would also be recognized.

"oh."

Wang Zhixin took out a jade book from his mysterious bag and prepared himself for the white mist around him.

This white mist cannot be blown away. Unless the source of its appearance is destroyed, it will always live in pale fear until it is dismembered and devoured by the terrifying-looking Son of God, and both its soul and body are consumed.

Zhang Qinghe looked at the jade book through the perspective——

"Zi Suzi said: A gentleman is magnanimous, but a villain is always concerned..."

Good guy, is this Zhang Qinghe’s quotation about eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling? The material used is still pale jade, which is a good thing for casting a near-immortal holy weapon.

As long as Zhang Qinghe thinks that if Wang Zhixin achieves great success in the future, his "deeds" will be passed down for centuries along with Wang Zhixin's jade book, he can't wait to leave now and leave this unlucky child in front of the Shui Yuan God Son, leaving him to be treated by humanity. destroy.

"Are you planning to raise him as a tool for enlightenment?"

Zhang Qinghe still had a trace of luck in his heart, hoping that his dull student was just playing for fun.

"Um!"

Wang Zhixin nodded seriously, with indescribable respect in his eyes.

"This jade book contains the teacher's principles of heaven, which are far higher than all Taoist scriptures. I'm afraid that if I go step by step, I will become a near-immortal holy weapon. If I go far enough, I will turn into a Taoist immortal weapon." It’s not unimaginable that all this is thanks to the teacher.”

When Zhang Qinghe heard this exact conclusion, his whole soul went numb. He saw Wang Zhixin slowly opening the book, and the Dharma image also did the same action. The five qi above his head surged and shone between the pages of the book, making it The Dao and Li Guanghua in it are great, and then he said quietly——

"The Wang family in Lin'an has so many good things... The booklet you used to contain my words was made of pale white jade."

"Although my family is rich and I am an only son, I am nothing more than two near-immortal holy weapons. How could such a thing as pale white jade be handed over to a young person like me who, in their eyes, is smart but behaves erratically."

Wang Zhixin looked at the black shadow in the thick fog. It was difficult for him to determine the location of the so-called Shuiyuan God Son - he seemed to be there, but he seemed not to be there. The weird black shadow seemed to be separated from him by several time and space, yet it seemed to be right in front of him.

Is a? How many? Or does it not exist?

Wang Zhixin's soul consciousness, which was protected by scriptures, gradually became blurred...

"Oh...where did that come from?"

Zhang Qinghe's clear voice sounded at this moment, so he pulled him back again.

He had already seen how the Son of God distorted and polluted the reality around him, and Wang Zhixin thought that he might not be able to bear it alone, so he kept his sanity through the dialogue that had been with him in his soul - between words, it belonged to Zhang Qinghe His own great heavenly sound was also poured into Wang Zhixin's inner lake.

"Yeah, where did it come from? Where did it come from?"

Wang Zhi's heart was agitated. At this moment, he was still a little unconscious.

"Yes... three years ago, the teacher gave me this piece of pale-white jade. I had always heard that he was planning to refine it into a holy weapon. But for some reason, he gave it to me for safekeeping.

How strange..."

Wang Zhixin murmured.

Zhang Qinghe was a little silent. He naturally knew that the "teacher" Wang Zhixin was referring to was not himself, but Xu Huaijin.

"Originally, I thought that the personality and strength of Zhixin's soul had reached the level of the life star. Now it seems that the temperature is too low, and we need to speed up the pace of preaching."

Zhang Qinghe thought about it for a while, and in the lake of his heart, he brought up the principles and principles of the great will of heaven and shouted -

"wake up!!!"

Wang Zhixin's originally somewhat blurry eyes suddenly became clear, and he locked onto the huge figure of the Son of God again from the mist.

He is there, no matter how distorted He is and how unbearable reality is, He is always there and never changes his position.

Rich and incomprehensible emotions filled the broken void around him, and Wang Zhixin could only read out the ridicule and teasing that treated him like a plaything——

He simply did not believe that the tiny human race in front of him could break through this space that was difficult for him to analyze. As long as he stood quietly in front of the dust, even if he could resist the urge to kneel down, he would gradually get lost in the distorted reality. He died in indulgence and madness without any need for him to take action.

"The magical power hidden in the heart is the most powerful in attack. It is called the Sage Sword. Please appreciate it, teacher."

The jade book is a glorious masterpiece, with a vague entanglement and evolution of Tao and principles, accompanied by many visions. The "principles" word by word are pulled out from the book as Wang Zhixin's fingertips are drawn together, and the sword fingers are brought together, and the nine-foot-long text in the void is revealed. Shengbian also looked solemn and looked forward, as if he was not facing a son of God, but the people he wanted to educate.