Chapter 955: Sanjiao is all honest people
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The Rise of The Mythical Dragon
- Yanmen
- 1349 characters
- 2021-01-31 05:24:38
The Longmiao teachings were written long before the deity was enshrined, and it was not considered a great success until this time.
This matter has always been in charge of Jiugong and other Dragon Emperor clones, and Jiugong is naturally familiar with where these words come from.
At this time, Gui Guzi looked at the golden characters floating in the air, and couldn't move his eyes for a while, and it took a while before he recovered.
I saw that Gui Guzi waved one hand, and then even a purple qi spread out, rolling up all the surrounding text and turning it into a scroll of jade slips.
"The scriptures are the most important thing. You should know how much responsibility you have. The Dragon Emperor has high hopes for you."
Hearing this, Gui Guzi trembled and hurriedly bowed and said, "The disciple knows."
Jiugong nodded slightly, and then said, "Let’s go to Xiniu Hezhou, Zhenxi Longgong is still too few people now, and I went to Xiniu Hezhou again. Today, Xiniu Hezhou is afraid that something big will happen."
After speaking, the figure of Jiugong became illusory, but after a short time, it slowly disappeared in place.
While watching this scene, Gui Guzi suddenly recovered, and stepped on the lotus platform and drove towards the Xi Niu Hezhou.
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Above the wasteland, looking at the green that slowly emerged in the distance, the golden light in the eyes of Laozi sitting on the cow's back flashed, and then he patted the cow's head to make the cow stop temporarily.
"The two Wanli welcoming each other really made Peng Dao a little sincere."
After speaking to the front, I narrowed his eyes, but found that there was no movement in front of him, and he couldn't help but chuckle.
"Everyone is an acquaintance, and what you think in your heart is that you can guess it without counting. Show up."
As soon as the voice fell, two golden vortexes slowly emerged from a distance of tens of meters in front of the blue bull, and then two figures stepped out of them.
The person who came is the lead Taoist and the prospective Taoist.
"Too great."
Hearing the two of them uttering their names, Lao Tzu smiled slightly and shook his head and said: "It is said that there are not a few people who know the real body of Poor Dao, but why only you two point it?"
After speaking, I saw the white light surging on that Lao Tzu's body, but after a short while, the robe on his body turned into moon white, and the flute in his hand also turned into a whisk.
The astonishment has turned into the appearance of Taishang Laojun.
Taishang Laojun flicked the dust in his hand, and his figure had already got off the back of the blue bull, standing on the side of the blue bull, his eyes full of playfulness and looked at the western second sage opposite.
Seeing the change of Taishang Laojun at this time, the Daoist frowned. Compared to the last battle hundreds of years ago, Taishang Laojun always felt a little stranger.
"Is this what the saint looks like?" Zhunti Taoist thought to himself.
At this time, the old monarch looked at the appearance of the quasi-tiding Taoist, and said with a light smile: "Don't think too much, the poor road is still some distance from the last step, far worse than the dragon emperor."
As soon as the voice fell, the quasi-tutor suddenly changed his expression and looked at Taishang Laojun with a little astonishment.
As a saint, why can this great old man know what he thinks in his heart! ?
The Taoist people around me didn't think so much. They looked at Taishang Laojun coldly, and said lightly: "Taishang, you go west from Hangu and come straight to our Xiniu Hezhou, what's the matter?"
"Xiniu Hezhou is not the land of your family, how do you know that the poor road is here for you?"
Taishang Laojun said with a chuckle, and then looked at the other person and said, "Or you have been deducing my traces? What are you doing?"
The Taoist's expression remained unchanged, but he said faintly: "After the Battle of the Conferred Gods, you are the only one among the Three Sects whose whereabouts are unknown. As a saint, don't you know how many people are staring at you?"
"I didn't do anything wrong, why would you stare at me?"
"Speaking of whether there is any size, the two of me are here today to tell you that it is still too late to leave at this time." The Taoist leader said coldly at the old gentleman.
"Heh, listen to what you mean, is Poor Dao incapable of getting off?" Taishang Laojun's momentum changed, and his power of a saint was released in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, a vision began to appear in the sky that day, causing the leading Taoist and the quasi-speaking Taoist to tremble all at once, looking at the changes in Taishang Laojun with some surprise.
"Why is it like this!?" The quasi-speaker exclaimed.
The face of the Taoist Taoist at this moment also became difficult to look at. In the land of Hezhou in Xiniu, there has never been a three-sect Taoist tradition. This great old gentleman can actually stir the luck of Hezhou in Xiniu, what a joke! ?
At this time, the Taoist quasi-tender seemed to have thought of something, and his face changed accordingly. Turning his head to look at the leading Taoist beside him.
"Do you know how Taishang came to this land of Xiniu Hezhou after leaving Hangu!?"
As soon as the voice fell, the face of the quasi-speaking person became more and more difficult to look at. Back then, it was decades of effort to go out of Hangu.
At that time, I was still thinking about why this great old man would do this. Now it seems that when he stepped into Xiniu Hezhou, he was beginning to connect with Xiniu Hezhou's luck.
Just as the two of them were horrified, a glow of glow appeared in the sky, and a playful voice followed.
"In terms of calculations, you are not too good opponents, but I want to see what you fight against today."
The three of them suddenly raised their heads and looked towards the sky. After the figure appeared in the glow, the Second Saint of the West suddenly shook his body.
"Ao Fan!?"
I saw that Taishang Laojun glanced at Ao Fan faintly, and then said: "This is a poor thing, Dragon Sovereign should not interfere."
"The beauty of a gentleman's adult. Naturally, I won't disturb the good things of the old gentleman."
Ao Fan chuckled, then his figure swayed firmly in the air, and he started watching the show quietly. As for the second sage of the West, he also looked back at this time.
The words of the saint are the criteria, and if Ao Fan said that he would not interfere. It seems that I was really here today.
Thinking of this in my heart, I saw that the quasi-tiding Daoist and the leading Daoist Qi Qi released the Shengwei from his body, and the world was completely pale.
"Pan Dao needs an explanation today, you just wait for the two to extradite my Sanjiao disciples. Now it seems that you still don't want to live in a corner and want to get involved in the affairs of Guibuzhou.
"When my three teachings are muddled and impossible!?"
The voice fell, and even a sky thunder exploded in the sky, and a faint golden light emerged on the western religious palace thousands of miles away.
At a glance, even if the Taishang Laojun was blocked here, he could still feel the strong connection of Qi Luck, and he had faintly connected with the four continents.
"Are you waiting for a book to teach and get involved in the Three Realms?"
Staring coldly at the Second Sage of the West, the figure of the Taishang Laojun at this time has already emerged with a faint white light.
"This is bullying your three teachings as an honest person."
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