"open."

"Open it for me."

Liangqiu's eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted to return to the eighth level of Xuanxian.

It's a pity that the downgrading method he used has a certain time limit. Now that the time has not yet come, he cannot restore his original cultivation level. He was pressed down by a palm, exhausted his immortal energy and blood, and he couldn't get up.

"have to."

"Failed again."

The viewer was coughing dryly, and the scene of the Holy Son kneeling on the ground was really the first time he had seen it. If he was careless the first time, then this round was really a complete defeat. This little immortal was so awesome.

Well, Liangqiu, who had never been defeated at the same level, suppressed them as soon as they were told.

The future life is terrible!

The elders present were sighing.

I thought that Liangqiu was amazing enough, a genius that was rare to see in a thousand years. Unexpectedly, there was a more domineering era, full of evildoers. It was not the most terrifying, only more terrifying.

No one dares to underestimate Zhao Yun anymore.

He is one of the Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons.

"Small scene." The most stable one is the troublemaker. He just beats an immortal of the same level. How can he get there! Let alone the same level, Zongliangqiu Xuanxian eighth level, I'm afraid he won't be able to defeat Zhao Zilong.

"give up."

The two elders of Wushixian Sect could not sit still and fell from the sky. The platform they stepped on rumbled. The momentum of Dongxu Realm shook away the power of Zhao Yun's Daluotian Palm, and even Zhao Yun was knocked back.

"You evildoer, you are seeking death."

The first elder scolded angrily and reached out with a palm from the air.

Zhao Yun landed with a bang and was about to enter a desperate situation.

By the way, he doesn't mind dragging Tianjie out for a walk.

However, before he could make a move, he saw a white fairy light coming from outside the sky, killing the big hand, and then there were vague words, "Fellow Taoist of Qishizong, this is Huaxian Mountain."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a man falling from the sky.

He is an old man, with white clothes, white hair, and a white beard. He has a natural aura and an immortal spirit.

He is Huaxian Zhenren, a genuine Taixu Realm.

Seeing this, the two elders of the Avatar Immortal Sect immediately restrained themselves a lot. This is Nantian City, not their territory. The two of them are in the Cave Void Realm, and they are not enough to greet Master Hua Xian with just one palm.

Even they were intimidated, let alone Liangqiu.

Although he gritted his teeth, he did not dare to act rashly.

"The juniors compete with each other to decide whether to win or lose."

"The fate of the elders will damage Shizong's reputation."

Master Huaxian said leisurely, his words were plain, but there was a kind of supreme majesty hidden in them. To use force on his Huaxian Mountain, this is to slap him in the face! What do you mean? Run here and cause trouble?

"Senior taught me this."

The two elders were hurriedly apologizing, but how could they do it without apologizing? Master Hua Xian was not an ordinary immortal. In terms of seniority alone, they both had to call him uncle. He was the same generation as his ancestor.

Master Huaxian didn't say much, walked up to the clouds and sat cross-legged.

What a sermon! This is his home court, and this was just a sideshow.

"Senior, please be busy first, I will take my leave later."

The two elders laughed dryly and left in dejection.

There was also Liangqiu. Even though he was the Holy Son, he did not dare to make a mistake and left. Before leaving, he did not forget to take a look at Zhao Yun. His scarlet eyes were as red as blood and full of ferocious color.

Not finished.

This matter is not over yet.

Provoked him.

He must be allowed to live and not die.

"I'm embarrassed for him."

People with good behavior all clicked their tongues.

I really don’t blame that little immortal for what happened today. It was because the Holy Son who was born insisted on finding someone to spar with. He boasted that he was powerful and even lowered his rank to fight. He failed to win the first round and lost two games in a row. He dug a big hole and put

By burying himself alive, he not only lost the fight and the treasure, but also lost his face.

Too many people look at Zhao Yun.

Too many people are still unsatisfied.

This little fairy is probably going to become popular.

Boom...!

When the whole place was silent, suddenly the sound of fairy sound was heard, waking everyone up.

This is a preview, indicating that Huaxian's sermon has officially begun.

"Quick, quick, quick."

The young talents are all in their place.

After the interlude, the main drama begins.

"here we go."

The troublemaker grabbed Zhao Yun and sat back in the corner.

Zhao Yun didn't refuse, he came all the time, how could he not listen to it.

"You are very strong!"

Jiang Yuling sat over and looked at Zhao Yun solemnly.

Jiang Yurou was also there, but she didn't threaten him again this time, as she was afraid she didn't have the qualifications.

Zhao Yun sat quietly and said nothing, a little absent-minded again, thinking about Changming Deng. The battle in Polaris was in full swing at the moment. The family with Changming Deng must not make any mistakes at this time.

"Everything has spirit."

"Everything can be the Tao."

Master Huaxian has begun to give lectures, and his voice is gentle and ethereal and distant. Every word is accompanied by a mysterious fairy sound, which has its own magical power. Anyone who hears it will feel that the state of mind is empty.

No one whispered.

They were all listening carefully to the sermon.

He is as quirky as Jiang Yuling and as restless as a troublemaker. Now he is quite serious. It is not easy to make invitations. Listening to the sermons of seniors is a blessing gained in the previous life. No one dares to neglect.

"road."

Zhao Yun said something in his mind, asking himself.

He has become an immortal and it's time to choose his own path.

He listened to the fairy music and fell into trance.

Martial arts and self-cultivation.

Enlighten the Tao and cultivate the mind.

There are thousands of Tao.

He has seen the vastness of the earth and the vastness of the starry sky. He knows how insignificant he is in front of the Tao. He is the tip of the iceberg and a drop in Taicang. He wants to find his own way.

Three hours.

Passed quietly.

When Master Hua Xian stood up, more than 80% of the people in the audience were still sitting motionless, each thinking deeply and having some epiphany. Master Hua Xian looked at the entire scene at a glance, smiled happily, and glanced at Zhao Yunshi.

, and paused for a second longer. That little guy is interesting and a great talent.

Gone?

When the world passed by Shen'er, Hua Xian had disappeared.

Too many people regret that they don’t know when they will have to wait until the next time they hear sermons.

"Have you gained anything?" The troublemaker poked Zhao Yun.

"I seem to understand, but I don't understand." Zhao Yun said implicitly, already understanding.

As for which path he has chosen, he has not really made a decision yet and needs to understand it again.

"This trip was not in vain!" the troublemaker chuckled.

"Thank you." Zhao Yun's words of thanks came from his soul.

"Let's be real."
To be continued...