Chapter 368 I don’t want to rebuild for a hundred years!

But soon, the second genius ran out with tears in his eyes. He took a step and sobbed. He took another step and sobbed again.

"Hiss, woo, hiss, woo..."

Isn't this a junior he is very optimistic about? However, he has already attained Dharma status at the age of several thousand years, and will definitely be the mainstay of the Taoist sect in the future. Why is he so embarrassed?

"Child, what's wrong with you?" the octogenarian asked, but Tianjiao ran away with tears in his eyes.

What happened to the sun and moon in the pond? Why do you look so damaged?

The octogenarian turned his gaze to the pond, and saw that there was no blackness or clarity in the pond, making it difficult to see clearly. There were only regular interweavings.

The Dharma Xiang Daxiu Dou Dharma is so earth-shattering that it cannot be seen clearly from the outside.

So the old man pulled off a piece of his beard and threw it on the ground.

With a "bump" sound, he turned into another person.

"Fellow Taoist Bansu, please." The old man handed over his hand, and the latter nodded and plunged into the pool.

"Although I have no beard or hair, I am still enough to carry out the Dharma." He closed his eyes and waited for the news of the incarnation.

As soon as the Avatar came in, Bansu heard a roar!

"Senior brother, don't run away!"

He looked intently and saw a Dharma Xiang Daxiu jumping up and down in the void, constantly avoiding the pursuers behind him.

The person who was chasing him was a young monk who controlled the rules of time and could always predict the opponent's escape route.

Then use space to cross and quickly intercept.

"Junior brother, please let me go!"

The Daxiu looked horrified: "I have just finished my retreat of more than 1,800 years, more than 1,800 years!"

"Junior brother, please be merciful. If you do this, I will have to go back and cultivate for at least a hundred years to make up for it."

"Senior brother, as a Taoist cultivator, I should ask the heavens and seek the way. I am not afraid of boredom or suffering. How can I be timid?"

Chen Banxian had a hard time chasing him, so he drove a small boat and said, "Senior brother, don't let the demon of fear dominate you. You'd better discuss it with me quickly."

"Impossible!" The senior brother ran away again, passing by the old man Bansu.

Chen Banxian didn't notice. He quickly retraced time and intercepted the opponent on his way to escape.

Ban Xu frowned, how could he force himself to discuss Tao with others? He plans to take action.

This bastard made a deep impression on him as soon as he met him, and he couldn't help but want to be spanked.

But Chen Banxian shouted again:

"Senior brother, don't run away, I am a Taoist monk...

"I'm not a monk from your Taoist sect!" The big cultivator was panting. He didn't dare to take out the Dharma image for fear that it would be gone if he touched it.

He gritted his teeth: "I am a disciple of the Queyin Sect, not your Taoist Sect!"

"Ah? Queyin Sect?"

Chen Banxian raised his eyebrows and said, "Yin is not happy. In Feng Shui, there is no backer."

He kept pace and continued to intercept.

"I am Feng Shui, I don't need any Feng Shui!"

The big repairman passed by Old Man Xu again. Old Man Xu, who originally planned to stop Chen Banxian, hesitated.

The Queyin Sect seems to be quite unethical in what they do and doesn't follow the rules of the cultivation world very much.

Wait a little longer, since he is not a Taoist disciple, so let that bastard act arrogantly.

If that Daxiu knew about it, he would definitely feel regretful, and Queyin would really have no backer.

In the end, he was unable to escape and was blocked in a corner by Chen Banxian, who kept shrinking his escape space.

"Don't force me!"

Overhaul roared: "I am the avenue of fierce battle among the three thousand avenues of cultivation. Once I take action, I will fight to the death!"

Chen Banxian was overjoyed: "Senior brother, let me see how stubborn you are!"

That Daxiu stopped and stopped running, and he couldn't run either.

"Since you want to see it, let you see it!" He said harshly:

"I, Gao Sa, have never been weaker than anyone else in my life. Look at my fierce fighting skills...

Chen Banxian raised his hand in joy, and the terrifying appearance that had just appeared disappeared without a trace.

“Where is my Dharma image!!!”

Gao Sa's power was instantly broken. He was in disbelief, his face twisted and dumbfounded.

"Hey...ah! What are you doing!"

"Senior brother, you are so powerful. The method of fierce fighting is indeed well-deserved. I fought with you until we were crazy, and then we were even better."

He bowed down respectfully, then turned around and left, spanning millions of miles in an instant.

Vaguely, Gao Sa heard such fluctuations of spiritual thoughts coming from the distance.

"Brothers and sisters, don't run, you can't run away."

"What on earth did you use to block my way out!"

A female genius with a cold appearance roared: "Let us go quickly. Is this how the Taoist sect treats guests?"

"I am the legitimate daughter of the Lord of Wushan, aren't you afraid that my father will hold you accountable for your Taoist sect?"

Wushan? It seems very powerful.

Chen Banxian approached quietly in the void and could not show his face to solve it.

Batino stared at the surrounding Dharma images and minimized them to protect his physical body.

She concentrated all her attention, and as soon as the thief appeared, she would crush all his illusions with the power of thunder.

But suddenly, the black wind flickered, and Batino felt like he was being swept away, and his vision of the Dharma instantly receded.

Where is my Dharma?

She was shocked, and then she jumped in anger and yelled: "Thief, thief, what good does stealing the law do to you!"

Can this thing be stolen? Dharma is like spiritual energy, it can be restored after it is used up.

She believes there may be other conspiracies.

"Daddy, save me!"

She uses her own life-saving magic weapon. Once she uses it, her father, who is trillions of miles away, can sense it and come to the rescue.

At the same time, you can avoid being killed by enemies for a period of time.

A mysterious wave passed through the sun and moon in the pond, trying to break through the water. However, at this time, a jar swallowed up the wave silently, and the seam returned to silence.

Chen Banxian had to take action in the middle of his busy schedule. He sneered. If it weren't for the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers, he really wouldn't have noticed it.

At this time, the main hall of Daodao Peak and the Lord of Wushan City, Morinda toasted Chen Changsheng with a smile:

"If you successfully overcome the tribulation in my hands, don't forget to take care of me when you go up. You may have to look after your Taoist brother when I ascend in the future."

"Brother Ba's talent is probably not much behind mine. I just wish I couldn't become the master of Brother Ba. It's a pity."

"Haha, what are you talking about? If you don't survive the disaster, who will dare to do it before you?"

Morinda was not subtle at all, saying bluntly that unless Chen Changsheng could survive the calamity, they had no confidence in surviving it.

Suddenly Morinda's drinking hand stopped.

"What's wrong?" Chen Changsheng asked with a smile, "Don't tell me you are unwilling."

"Hey, I suddenly felt a little depressed. Maybe I really don't want to give in."

Bali didn't know that his daughter had already used the life-saving charm at this time, but was stopped by Chen Banxian.

The latter is still fighting against the sun and the moon in the pond, just to discuss the Tao.

"Junior brother, you can't force me to discuss Taoism with you!"

A gentle scholar said solemnly: "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you...

"I'm very horny! I'm very horny!" Chen Banxian interrupted quickly! "Brother, don't resist."

"I will scream!" The senior brother who changed his appearance from a scholar covered his chest, you can't do this.

"Scream, scream, scream until your throat breaks... Chen Banxian's face was ferocious, and he suddenly took action:

"You have to give me a hundred years of seclusion!"

He tore the scholar's clothes and grabbed his Dharma sign from his chest, which was a thick book.

With a touch, the book exploded and the Dharma disappeared.

"It's over!"

The scholar looked pale: "I have to recite it again!"

He stared at Chen Banxian's back and roared at the top of his lungs: "You bastard! How dare you leave your name behind! I, Si Ning, will definitely regain my face in the future!"

Chen Banxian left and came back!

Si Ning took half a step back: "What do you want to do?"

But he saw the latter's face full of ridicule: "I won't change my name when I'm in office, and I won't change my surname when I sit down. That's Fang Ping!"

"Fang Ping, right? I remember you!" Si Ning gritted his teeth, but the man turned around and left ruthlessly to find other Dharma realms.

"Oh!"

In Leng Zong, Fang Ping suddenly sneezed!

"Ouch, what's wrong with you, Fan Sheng? Are you feeling unwell?"

Several bald men with white beards quickly gathered around, and the scars on their heads were neater and neater.

The bright red cassock dazzled Fang Fangping.

"Elders, I just had an itchy nose and sneezed."

Fang Ping smiled: "Maybe it's because others are saying bad things behind my back. It's a trivial matter, so don't make such a fuss."

He stood up slowly and stood up from the lotus platform: "I heard a few days ago that Master Chen Changsheng is about to pass the tribulation. When will we go there?"

"Mortal Saint, your identity is of no small importance. We are preparing to revive several quasi-Buddhas."

"We will not go to the ceremony until your safety is guaranteed."

Fang Ping frowned: "Is it too late? Why don't we go now and let the quasi-Buddha come later? I'm worried that I won't be able to catch up with him to survive the tribulation."

"Besides, Sect Master Chen treats me well, so I can't not even see him for the last time, right?"

That's good for you, you say that?

Several other elders looked at each other, and it seemed that Taoist sect still held more weight in Fang Ping's heart.

"Don't panic, saint. It's too late."

The old monks clasped their hands together to ensure that no time would be wasted in the name of the Buddha.

"Senior brothers and sisters, don't run away. I am an upright and upright person, and I will never resort to dirty tricks. Please discuss it with me quickly!"

The sun and moon chaos in the pond continued unabated, and Old Man Xu thought it was time, and took action decisively when Chen Banxian was about to capture a leader of the Taoist sect.

"You brat, please stop this!"

He didn't have a good tone, and the huge Dharma image behind him published a book, shaking the rules, and wanted to teach him a lesson.

Chen Banxian was overjoyed. Is he confident?

He quickly took action and peeled off a layer of rules from the Dharma. However, his expression soon changed!

No, it’s a tough one!

He saw that there was far more than just one rule for the Dharma, there were at least seven or eight types. He peeled off one layer and then several layers were already pressed on his face.

"Nah, old man is cheating!"

Chen Banxian was pushed into the ground along with the rules of the law, causing constant friction.

The land was cracked, and looking outside the pool, a stone was cracked.

He was pressed even lower, and after an unknown distance, a large ravine and endless abyss suddenly appeared, but he continued to fall.

Seeing outside the pool, he was run over the edge by a stone and fell down. The old man kept trying and found that Chen Banxian was not injured.

"Good boy, you are so tough!" Pansu Dharmaxiang raised another hand: "Then try my magical power."