Chapter 940: West hanging book, the old man becomes holy!

Staring at the Guiguzi in front of him, Lao Tan let out a chuckle after a while, and the laughter was full of helplessness.
"You all know the purpose of Pindao here, so you still ask?"
"The younger generation knows that it's a matter of time, and you say it is another matter." Gui Guzi's gaze fell on Lao Tan's body, his eyes flashed, making it difficult for people to guess what he was thinking at this time.
"Pan Dao came to this Xichan land here, just to prove the truth in books."
After finishing speaking, I saw that Guiguzi's expression suddenly brightened, his eyes fixed on the opposite Lao Tan: "Are you here for the sake of the emperor?"
Lao Tan didn't conceal his intentions, he just chuckled: "Where is the power of the emperor in this world? Don't bully Feng Dao. I don't know what the dragon emperor did back then, but he didn't think of it beforehand."
"How does the gentleman plan to do it? To take the power of the Emperor, or to completely disrupt this luck?"
Hearing this question from Gui Guzi, Lao Tan let out a smirk, shook his head and said, "You still think too much. Since Pang Dao noticed it a hundred years ago, he wouldn't just stop doing it at this time."
After speaking, I saw the old man looking at Gui Guzi with a smile, and asked softly: "Do you want to know why Pindao didn't do it?"
Looking at the old man in front of him, Gui Guzi certainly didn't believe that the man in front of him had stopped because he couldn't fight. If this old monarch fought desperately back then, he might not mess up the layout of the Dragon Palace.
After hesitating for a while, Gui Guzi shook his head: "I don't want to know."
The old man was taken aback for a moment, and then gave a wry smile: "Why don't you play the cards according to the routine?"
"Fine, I am in a good mood today, so I told you and other reasons, lest the poor road will not have a peaceful life in this mountain in the future while writing a book."
After speaking, I saw that the old man changed a cross-sitting posture, drank the tea in front of him, and then said: "The reason why the old man doesn’t do it is very simple. It was said that there was a lot of chaos back then, but at any rate it was still going along the way of heaven."
"There is nothing to say with the Zhou dynasty business, that is, even Naboyi can keep the luck, the old man just opened one eye and closed his eyes, now that the Ji family is in decline, this is the destiny, you The family master did not help him continue his life, nor did he do anything extraordinary."
"As for the power of the emperor in this Xichan land, it is also the destiny of the destiny. It is not your master who chooses at will."
Pointing his finger to the west, Lao Tan's gaze fell on Guiguzi, and said with a faint smile: "Moreover, the surname Zhao is worthy of this world."
Hearing this, Gui Guzi smiled slightly, and arched his hands towards Lao Tan: "Sir, see you well."
With that, I saw that Guiguzi waved one hand, and a bead appeared between the two. The bead exuded a faint golden light, and the fairy power flowed on it. From the appearance, I knew that the golden bead should come from Zhenhai Dragon Palace Correct.
Seeing the light shining from the beads, a voice rang.
"The old way, the three teachings should be added to your body. I will give you this golden pearl today. Let's go with your book."
As soon as the voice fell, the golden bead light disappeared instantly, then turned into countless powder and gathered. It turned into a pile of gold powder and fell on the tray in front of him.
Seeing this scene, Lao Tan was taken aback for a while, then chuckled and said: "It's rare that the Dragon Emperor remembers the poor Dao."
After finishing speaking, he collected the golden powder in front of him, stood up before leaving, and heard Gui Guzi say: "Mr., there is a fairy house in the west ten miles, and you can write a book here."
When his figure was stagnant, the old man shook his head and let out a laugh: "It's also a gift for writing, and an immortal palace is arranged for the poor Dao. It is really clear that the arrangement by your Zhenhai Dragon Palace is clear."
After speaking, he turned and left Guiguzi's cave.
According to Gui Guzi, Lao Tan went west for ten miles, and he really found a blessed place in the heavens. For a moment, he couldn't help but be taken aback. Who would have thought that this Xichuan land had such a beautiful scenery.
After shaking his head and smiling, the old man patted the blue cow and walked into the cave.
Sitting on the bluestone, the old man raised his head and took a look. At this time, a void above the cave mansion appeared, but he could see a world of heaven and earth.
After hesitating for a while, Lao Tan waved his hand with one hand, and a white light floated away, like a ribbon, slowly drifting towards the opening.
I saw that the white light just covered the entrance of the cave, it turned into a formation and began to flow slowly.
The purple qi in the sky was sucked into the cave by the formation, the old man who watched this scene smiled, and then whispered to himself: "I will let you wait for a few purple qi, and it will be the same in the future. Give it back."
Shaking his head and smiling, Lao Tan waved his hand again, a white light spread out in front of him, and when his palm stretched out, a pen appeared in his hand.
Looking at the gold powder in the tray, Lao Tan hesitated for a moment, then stood his pen in the gold powder and began to write the text.
Above the white light at this time, as Lao Tan waved his pen and ink, countless words began to slowly emerge, and the aura on Lao Tan began to converge and improve.
And the purple gas that was previously inhaled from the formation method was also divided into two, half of it entered the font, and half of it entered the body of the old man.
In this way, the sun rises and sunsets, and the stars and moons circulate, which lasted for several months.
Donghai, Zhenhai Dragon Palace
Long Huang Ao Fan walked slowly out of the Zhenhai Dragon Palace, and in an instant he was on the surface of the sea, looking towards the west hanging place, the golden light flowing in his eyes, as if he could clearly see the scene thousands of miles away.
After a while, he muttered to himself: "The eloquence of five thousand words will eventually become the treasure of the three religions."
As soon as the voice fell, I saw the land of Xichan, for a time purple light lingered, there was purple air coming from the east, and the fairy music curled over the whole land of Xichan, with the appearance of a saint.
For a while, many cultivators were horrified, and the nearby Gui Guzi just looked up at this moment, and then slowly closed his eyes, no longer affected by the breath.
In the fairy palace, Lao Tan's last stroke fell, looking at the white light in front of him like a giant screen, it was already full of words, the light in his eyes, the strength of the saints in his body, had already completed the last step.
The corners of Lao Tan's mouth raised slightly, and then with a wave of one hand, he saw that the white light with words written in front of him converged and turned into four scrolls.
Picking up two of them, Lao Tan took a look and then threw them towards the formation above his head. I saw that the two scrolls turned into two streams of light and disappeared into the formation in an instant.
"Dragon King helps, and poor Dao has returned this gift."
Above the East China Sea at this time, two streams of light came in an instant, and stopped in front of Ao Fan in an instant. Looking at the two scrolls in front of him, Ao Fan smiled slightly and reached out to take it.
"I haven't read a book for some time."
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