Seventy-five six, three Taoist kings
Xuan Ye said lightly: "This person is a little weird."
Xuande replied: "I also feel a little weird. I just don't know what is weird."
Ouyang Tu pondered for a long time and suddenly said: "He seems to be very familiar with his disciple."
Xuan Ye's eyes opened slightly, with a cold light, but then he closed his eyes and said: "Don't care about him! This person is definitely not from the lineage of the Nine Cold Demon Lord. As long as he can help us and kill the Nine Cold Demon Lord, Even if the origin is vague, don’t worry about it.”
Xuande looked a little worried and asked, "When will senior brother be able to break through Dao Lord?"
Xuan Ye pondered for a long time, then slowly said: "I'm afraid there are still three to five years."
Xuande breathed a sigh of relief and said: "If you want to plot against Jiuhan Demon Lord, such a half-step tribulation immortal, it is absolutely impossible based on the cultivation of Taiyi Realm. You have to have the appearance of Dao Lord to have some confidence." .”
Xuan Ye said calmly: "Master Uncle Han sent a message some time ago, saying that three Tao Lords would be sent."
Xuande was slightly stunned and shouted: "Where are the three Dao Lords in our Emei three lineages? Could it be that Uncle Han will come in person? Even if..."
Taoist Xuande suddenly stopped talking. Ouyang Tu knew that this uncle was afraid that he would be caught out if he spoke out, so he sighed and said, "This disciple is incompetent. He still has a few steps left before he can be promoted to Taiyi."
Xuande comforted him: "Master Ouyang's nephew is pretty good, so there is no need to be impatient."
Ouyang Tu was really sad, and when Xuande persuaded him, he felt even sadder. Although he is a nephew of his master, he has been cultivating Taoism for longer than Xuande. Now Xuande has achieved the immortal body of Taiyi, but he has not yet achieved it, which makes him feel quite sad in his heart.
In fact, if Ouyang Tu hadn't been entangled in his heart because of Xuan Ye's betrayal from Emei, and was stuck in the golden elixir realm for a long time, he might not have been slower than Xuande in cultivating Taoism.
But that’s the thing about cultivating Taoism. It doesn’t necessarily mean that you are better than others if you have unparalleled qualifications, great talent, and the ability to truly teach Taoism. In the end, it still depends on your destiny.
Ouyang Tu also knew that if his master and apprentice had had this fate, his master Yin Dingxiu would not have entrusted Emei to Xuande.
Wang Chong was currently in the Xuanzong of Tunhai, and vaguely felt that the Ninth Decline was coming. Just as he was about to make a calculation, endless warning signs appeared in his heart, scaring the little thief and demon from trying to figure out the Ninth Decline. What exactly is the situation.
"The seventh decline has not passed, the eighth decline has come, and now the ninth decline has come... Why did my Taiyi Nine Decline come in such a hurry?"
"The seventh decline is to escape Han Wugou's murderous intention. The eighth decline...maybe to find the incarnation of the heavenly talisman, but it may not be so easy. There are traces to follow."
"What's going on with the Ninth Decline? Even if you are a Dao Lord, I can't figure out any clues. How could there be such a warning sign?"
Wang Chong asked a few questions silently, but Yan Dzizhu still didn't reply. He had no choice but to feel relaxed.
Suddenly, one day.
Wang Chong was taking a nap in Mrs. Yao Yue's arms. When he heard a disciple calling from outside, he got up calmly. However, the mysterious conception in his heart came and he couldn't help being startled. He hurriedly held down Mrs. Yao Yue and said, "Madam, please don't go out. Let me ask."
He turned into a ray of clear light and walked up into the air, only to see a middle-aged beggar with a green bull on his crotch slowly approaching.
When he saw Wang Chong, he sneered: "Traitor! You have been running away for many years, do you still recognize your master?"
Wang Chong sighed, but he was very confused in his heart. He bowed eight times and asked, "How did your master break through to the position of Taoist Lord?"
Before Ling Su'er, he was only in the Yang Zhen realm, and suddenly he was able to achieve the status of Tao Lord without even having Tai Yi. Wang Chong couldn't help but be surprised.
He also had no way of knowing what happened to Xuantai Tian.
If not, there would be no such doubt.
Lingsuer looked at him for a while, and then suddenly said: "I didn't expect that after going round and round, you would inherit my Taoism."
Ling Suer lifted the green bull and flew away through the air.
Wang Chong was left behind, feeling a little dull. He didn't know where this former master came from and where he went.
Why did he just say these few words and then leave without questioning the charges or explaining anything?
Wang Chong was about to make some calculations when suddenly, in the direction of Emei, there was a clear light and a bright cloud came leisurely in the sky.
After half an hour, Wang Chong saw Ying Yang's figure.
Ying Yang threw a ball of cloud light, but it was the Hongtian City that had been refined by Yin Dingxiu. Wang Chong didn't know what it meant, and Ying Yang didn't say much. He pointed at Qingyun, crossed the two realms, and flew away in the air.
After two Tao Lords left in a row, Wang Chong couldn't stand it anymore. He was puzzled, but he couldn't figure out anything.
The only thing that can be asked is the dzi beads, but there is no sound.
Wang Chong sighed and threw Hongtian City behind him. A young boy with a round face and a fat figure reached out to grab it and threw it into Jinxia City above his head.
With this Rainbow Sky City and the three thousand rainbow lights inside, Little Thunderbolt can defeat this incarnation, and his magic power can be further improved.
Xuande, Xuanye's flag gate outside Xuantai Tianwai suddenly shook slightly, and a young Taoist walked in.
The senior senior brother at the head activated the sword array and was about to fight off the enemy, but the young Taoist waved his hand and put away the nine flying swords. He sneered and shouted: "The disciples taught by Xuande all look annoying. !”
The young Taoist threw the flying sword back, then sat down in the flag gate formation, made a magic formula, and then meditated by himself, never paying attention to these Emei disciples again.
The senior brother did not expect that this young Taoist would be so powerful and easily break through the Taiqing Demon Refining Sword Formation. He also knew that the other party had no intention of being an enemy, otherwise hundreds of his fellow disciples would all be raised by others. When you lift your feet, it turns into powder.
Not long after, a middle-aged beggar came over carrying a big gourd and riding a green bull.
The senior brother hurriedly flew out the sword formation. The beggar smiled and said, "I really miss the Emei swordsmanship!" He grabbed a few flying swords and threw them back.
Seeing the young Taoist, he couldn't help but smile and shouted: "Second cousin!"
The young Taoist ignored him, and the middle-aged beggar didn't care either. He went over to sit next to the young Taoist, turned the big gourd around, poured a glass of wine, and started drinking.
The eldest brother's heart was burning, and he secretly sent a signal to go out, but he didn't see any elders coming, and he couldn't help but feel even more uneasy.
I don’t know how long it took, but a cloud of Qingyun flew over.
The eldest brother was horrified, and was about to activate the sword array, but suddenly he got smart and shouted: "I don't have any children in the Emei family. May I ask who is coming?"
Ying Yang raised his head with celebrating clouds and floated in. When he saw these Emei disciples, he shouted coldly: "I am your ancestor!"
The young Taoist opened his eyes slightly and came over reluctantly, but he paid homage, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed eight times.
Silent.
Ling Suer also hurried over, kowtowed eight times, and called uncle.