The boy guarding the door looked at the Ibis Old Saint with a little surprise, and was quite shocked to be attracted by the dragon and tiger chariot.
The boy was surprised and said: "It's you..."
"Do you know us?" Old Saint Ibis asked.
"Isn't it you who made the Mud Dragon Gang embarrass my landlord almost a year ago?"
The young man recognized the Old Ibis Saint and the young noble master, and said cautiously and seriously: "What are you doing here again?"
Wen Zhaowu stepped forward and said, "Excuse me, little brother, please report."
"My senior brother wants to see that fellow Taoist."
Zhao Jing immediately knew the meaning of the other person's words.
Who else could that fellow Taoist be besides the old god?
Looking at the dragon and tiger beasts that exuded ancient aura, Zhao Jing took half a step back in fear.
The person sitting in the beast cart must be a big shot. No matter how bad the opponent is, his strength is definitely not comparable to that of the young master. I think the opponent is looking for an elder from the sect.
This is someone who has come to their land to seek revenge.
Zhao Jing knew that the other party could smash him into mud with one punch, but he still had no intention of opening the door.
He refused and said: "Please come back, the old god stopped seeing visitors half a year ago."
Dragons and tigers roar.
Plop.
Zhao Jing fell to the ground.
I was so scared that I didn't get up.
A voice fell and lifted Zhao Jing up: "Tianmen Holy Land, the descendant of the Sun and Moon King, Chu Xingluo, came to discuss the Tao."
"Invite them in."
An ethereal and hoarse voice came.
Zhao Jing said: "The old god has agreed to see you, please."
"The gate of our temple is only so wide, your chariot..."
Before Zhao Jing could finish speaking, a young man wearing a golden chaos robe and a Yin-Yang golden crown had already stepped down from the ancient battlefield.
He looks young, but he is not as lively as a young man should be.
Straightforward and extremely steady.
This is Wen Zhaowu's senior brother, Chu Xingluo from Tianmen Holy Land.
When Chu Xingluo raised his hand, the dragon-tiger chariot shrank rapidly, and in a short time it turned into a seal that he put into his sleeve robe.
"Let's go, I've long wanted to meet this person."
Chu Xingluo stepped forward, as if it was right for him to be at the front and he should wait for others to go first.
Wen Zhaowu and Old Ibis Saint quickly followed.
The Old Ibis Sage is afraid of Tushanjun. He has actually fought against Tushanjun and understands how terrifying he is.
Wen Zhaowu also knew about this, but he still came with his senior brother. Not only could he not violate it, but he also wanted to see which side was stronger. He acknowledged Tushanjun's power but also kept his own little thoughts.
The senior brother in front of me has obtained the inheritance of the ancient king, and is an invincible existence among the younger generation in the Holy Land.
He felt that Senior Brother Chu would never be defeated.
How can a monk who is a wild man and has no footwork be compared with a large number of geniuses?
Chu Xingluo, who took away the ancient dragon and tiger chariot and moved forward, didn't know what his junior brother was thinking. He couldn't wait to get a glimpse of the monks who were practicing Yin and Yang Dao as mentioned in the message.
A few moments.
Chu Xingluo arrived at the main hall.
Inside the main hall.
A Taoist priest wearing black and red robes sits upright.
Get up when they arrive.
Chu Xingluo strode forward, stopped in front of the palace door, and carefully looked at the monk standing in the shadow.
The monk has red hair tied up with a black crown.
It has a bluish-white face and two horns on its head.
At the first glance, Chu Xingluo thought that the other party was a demon. At the second glance, he no longer thought so. He felt the unique inspiration of life and death from the other person. It was an indescribable feeling. At the third glance, the inspiration disappeared.
, the Taoist standing in front of him no longer had any fluctuations, he looked like an ordinary person.
"It's better to be famous than to meet."
"Fellow Taoist!"
Chu Xingluo felt a little disappointed.
What he was looking for was a Yin-Yang Taoist monk. How could such an obvious life-and-death Taoist monk discuss Taoism with him?
He is now a little more doubtful about the accuracy of the news, and has even begun to doubt whether the miracle medicine is real, or is it just an attractive cover?
The Taoist did not defend himself and said calmly: "Have you heard of me?"
Chu Xingluo said calmly: "I've heard of it."
"Cui Jianlu said that you are a powerful enemy in the Great Dao. Liu Yanghe of Hehuan Sect said that you should not be underestimated. He also said that you guard a magic medicine, so I came."
"Xunyou asked!"
"Hehuan Sect?"
The Taoist's eyes as black and red as a collapsed starry abyss flashed through memories, and he immediately looked back at the monk in cassock: "You know everything, aren't you afraid that you will be used as a weapon?"
Chu Xingluo sneered and said, "I just want to come."
“There’s no point in trying things again and again.
"If it works, it works. If it doesn't work, it doesn't work. No matter how you try it, it's useless. It's better to be happy. I won't change a word even if Cui Jianlu and Liu Yanghe are in front of me."
Chu Xingluo thought that Tu Shanjun had some concerns, but he openly explained: "You don't have to be afraid."
"It's related to the battle between Daomen and Guxian Tower. As a Daoist, I forced my way in.
"Those old-timers, under the care of the two families, will not take action against you so early."
Tu Shanjun laughed, but the look in his eyes never changed: "You mean, you want me to be the whetstone for the younger generation of Daomen and Guxianlou?"
"It's not just you."
"It's us, each other's whetstone."
Chu Xingluo hugged his shoulders and said calmly: "Geniuses often exist, ranging from a thousand years to a hundred years. He is another genius in the third step. Many people are unwilling to step into the third step because they have to accumulate experience in the second step.
Limit, so that one limit jumps to another limit, which will prolong the practice time, otherwise..."
He didn't finish his words, but Tushanjun knew what he meant.
In fact, ever since I heard those great disciples speak in the Eastern Wilderness, I have understood that cultivation is not difficult for many monks, but becoming a great monk is difficult.
For the birth of a great monk, many people will die. No matter how talented they are, they will be nothing more than a pile of withered bones on the road to immortality.
Chu Xingluo saw it clearly.
It's going to end anyway, so take action earlier and wait until you have the upper hand, so as not to look bad and go wrong when you catch the duck.
Chu Xingluo looked at Tu Shanjun and said, "Fellow Taoist, please take action."
"If you are afraid, hand over the magic medicine. You leave through the back door, and I will take care of the rest."
The red-haired Taoist said in a long voice: "Thank you."
"Fellow Taoist, have you figured it out?"
"I figured it out."
"Please get out of the way."
The red-haired Taoist shook his head slightly: "Thank you for letting me know something, but I can't let it go."
"Become my enemy and you will die!"
Tu Shanjun laughed loudly. Chu Xingluo of Tianmen Holy Land did have the confidence and strength to say this, but in Tu Shanjun's opinion, he was still a little behind.
He slowly opened his mouth and said: "If my fellow Taoist hadn't solved my doubts, I would have been a little more worried. Therefore, if you are my enemy, I will spare your life."
Wen Zhaowu shouted: "Bold!"
But when he saw Chu Xingluo raising his hand, his face was frosty, he could see the anger, and he suppressed his anger and said: "What a madman!"
The two qi of dragon and tiger form a Tai Chi diagram.
Yin and Yang work together!
Buzz.
The road is coming.
The yin and yang millstone is like reflecting the divine light of the Holy King.
The red-haired Taoist sitting still is like the eternal wheel manifesting itself.
Chu Xingluo, who activated his magical power, was shocked.
Under the rotation of the red-haired Taoist's yin and yang millstone, he indeed felt a terrifying energy.
It is a kind of extremely profound but completely different yin and yang. It is not the same as the dragon and tiger Tai Chi diagram behind him, but it should be of the same origin.
"good!"
Chu Xingluo shouted loudly, applauding and frowning at the same time.
Why did he feel that the red-haired Taoist in front of him was just a showman?
There is a way but no skills.
There is no foundation for cultivation.
It was as if he could only activate the great avenue to descend, but could not display any further magical powers.
"Fellow Taoist, you despise me so much?!" Chu Xingluo was furious.
Tu Shanjun, who was sitting in the hall, didn't say anything. It had to be said that Chu Xingluo's vision was not bad.
Tu Shanjun now has the right but no skills.
Without enough mana to activate his magical power, the ability to manifest the great millstone was already very limited. But he couldn't just let the opponent pass by without doing anything.
Chu Xingluo strode forward.
A punch was delivered.
The dragon and tiger turned into the galloping sun and moon.
The sun and moon cross the sky, and yin and yang work together.
King Fist!
Boom.
Bang!!!
A fist clashed with him, stopping Chu Xingluo's footsteps abruptly.
However, both of them took two or three steps back at this moment.
It can be clearly seen that the figure of the red-haired Taoist is on the verge of collapse.
Chu Xingluo shouted: "There is a way but no skills, let's see how long you can hold on!"
"Why do you need the old god to support me? I will defeat you!"
A ray of divine light tore from the void, like crossing the ancient river of time. The dark man, who was more than six feet tall, landed in the air, raised his hands to Tu Shanjun, and said: "Fortunately, I have finally succeeded in body and soul. I didn't expect a strong enemy to come.
It’s too late.”
Tu Shanjun smiled and nodded: "It's not too late, it's just right."
Chu Xingluo asked coldly: "Who are you, here to disrupt the situation?!"
Shou He looked at Tu Shanjun.
The figure of the red-haired Taoist suddenly turned into black and red mist and swept away.
Shouhe opened the Zunhun flag.
The three-foot soul flag turned into one foot.
With the flow of Qi and blood, inside the soul banner, the Taoist under the tree in a temple in Hangtian City slowly opened his eyes, looked up to the sky, and suddenly flew away.
call!
The huge iron-like flag swung past, then slowly drooped.
The banner seems to have turned into a door.
Endless mist evaporates.
A blue-white ghost hand stretched out from the whirlpool and grabbed the edge of the banner.
Oval purple-black nails are carved into the banner cloth.
Immediately afterwards, the iron boots fell to the ground, and a monk with a green face and fangs in a black and red robe walked out of the banner door, stood in the lobby, and looked sideways under the divine light.
Silence!
The big ghost with a green face and fangs suddenly spoke.
The fangs moved slightly.
The hoarse voice sounded like it had not been spoken for a long time.
"He is the Lord of the Soul Banner!"
…
Yuanyang domain.
Unknown land.
In front of the high platform furnace.
The monk with a hooked nose and sinister face stopped what he was doing, stood up and asked: "Senior, is it time for us to set off?"
"It's time."
What was left of the hook-nosed monk was a tall figure with a huge bamboo hat on his head. I don't know whether the bamboo hat was huge or the head of the person wearing the bamboo hat was bigger.
The monk in the bamboo hat turned slightly and said: "Let's go to the forbidden land!"
"I think I should be able to meet your master this time."
"Ha ha."
The hook-nosed monk also laughed twice.
The laughter of one big and one small made the devil beside him shudder.
I don’t know if it’s to the laughter or to the person I’m about to meet.