Chapter 1303: What do summer insects say about ice? They rebuke Kunpeng and laugh at them!
"This is the Eight Masters!"
A few words, full of heroic spirit.
Everyone felt relieved, as if they had seen the Eighth Sword Immortal who was so high-spirited and defeated all the world, and they could also see the Eighth Sword Immortal who is now down and out, but still content and contented.
However, it doesn't matter whether it is a heavenly immortal with "three breaths of innateness and three years of sword immortality", or a banished immortal who has returned and refined his spirit the day after tomorrow.
From the sentence "How can I not be so happy", we can see that his state of mind has never been troubled.
Success and failure seem to be nothing more than a life experience in his eyes, and everyone can be happy.
Not pleased, not to have compassion.
This state of indifference and detachment is surprising.
The way of swordsmanship, the way of spiritual refining, and even the three thousand great avenues... cultivators may need talent, perseverance, or opportunity.
But no matter what, "heart" is the most indispensable.
"How can you not be free and happy when you become a banished immortal?"
Many spiritual masters murmured this sentence, and they vaguely understood why the Eight Masters were the Eight Masters, and they could only become the Eight Masters, but they could only feel ashamed.
If a person with such a Taoist mind only uses three parts of his talent and three parts of his efforts, how can he not be able to achieve something?
This is what God chases and feeds!
Even if he is not proficient in sword cultivation, he will master it in other ways at a certain moment, right?
"How can you not be free and easy? How can you not be free and easy..."
Above the void, the condescending sky was blocked by a word, but even he wanted to clap his hands and scream in admiration.
He really didn't expect that Ba Zunzhen could easily resolve and counterattack the few words he made that were explicit and implicit.
But think about it carefully...
Too!
Is this guy an ordinary person? His mood fluctuates for a few words from outsiders?
Unlike Rao Yaoyao who externalizes his emotions, Xu Xiaoshou is flexible and flexible. No matter how downcast he looks now, the arrogance in his bones has never weakened.
This can be seen from the three words "banishing the immortal":
He never thinks that he has failed, he just comes to the mortal world temporarily to experience the world of mortals.
When the deadline is up, he will finally soar to the sky, one foot high.
"What happened back then really had no impact on him at all?"
"Everyone thinks that he has been in decline for thirty years. Is there a possibility that... he just actively slowed down and chose another path of cultivation?"
Dao Qiongtian had miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, and his thoughts turned elsewhere, as if he had glimpsed the thoughts of the Eight Masters.
If it were anyone else, he would never believe that someone could take the initiative to make such a choice and choose silence.
If you are familiar with the eight deities, everything is possible.
So, is there anything worthy of the eight masters of "Three Breaths of Innateness, Three Years of Sword Immortal"? Instead of entering the country quickly, they choose to spend more than thirty years to accumulate, just to accumulate more and more, and become a blockbuster?
After Dao Qiongcang's thoughts were settled, the child's hole slowly enlarged.
He shook his head slightly and said to the person below in a rather sad tone:
"Ba Zun Shu, Ba Zun Shu, what should I say... I am truly worthy of you?"
"Now that you have reached this point, do you think you can do it?"
——What is the Taoist Palace Master talking about?
In such a vast battlefield, no one could understand what Dao Qiongang was saying and what he was saying.
On top of the ruins, Ba Zunzun just chuckled, bent down in the rubble, and picked up a fistful of sand with his left hand with only four fingers.
Everyone looked at him, not knowing why he was doing this. Even Dao Qiongtian was confused.
When the Eight Masters straightened up again, they only gently released their four fingers, letting the wind roaring around the world after the war carry away the quicksand on their fingertips little by little.
Until the gravel was almost gone, a small, black, seemingly lifeless worm appeared in his palm.
The world is quiet, even the wind is waiting.
Bazun's fingertips gently stroked the cold black insect, slowly closed his eyes, and said calmly:
"Chen Sha doesn't know what Panding is, and Chun Chong doesn't know what eternal life is... So, I don't know how to talk to you about this matter."
"In your world, I am too crazy. In my eyes, this is a normal step. Take a step forward."
Ba Zunzun took a step forward, raised his head, and looked at his former opponent in the distance.
After a long time, he laughed out loud, but in the end he couldn't say anything more:
"How can a summer insect talk about ice? It scolds the turtle and laughs at the Kunpeng!"
"Whatever you think!"
This time, let alone Dao Qiongang, everyone could hear the disdain in the words of the Eight Masters.
I’ve long heard that the Eighth Sword Immortal is crazy!
But few people can imagine that one day they will be able to experience this wanton and arrogance firsthand.
Even the gods and ghosts in the sky are not from the same world in his eyes.
He actually thought that Dao Qiongcang couldn't understand him because his level was not enough?
"hiss!"
All the onlookers in the venue took a deep breath, and couldn't help but become more curious about what the Eight Lords were up to.
What is it that even the Dao Palace Master cannot accept?
Bigger than the sky, more difficult to calculate than the Void Island situation, imagine?
Only in the distance, outside the office, hugging Lei Xi'er who was still sleeping soundly, Xu Xiaoshou, with a few strands of silver hair held up by the wind in her red lips, could vaguely understand what Dao Qiongcang said.
I still remember that after the battle in the Eighth Palace, the Saint Slaves shrank into a dark cave.
At that time, the Eight Masters were still guiding Xu Xiaoshou.
Even when she was still Mu Zixi, Lei Xi'er eavesdropped on the conversation between the two.
When talking about the meaning of "unless you become a saint, you will always be a slave", Ba Zun once mentioned the reason for his canonization:
"The Holy Emperor is too hopeless, and the Holy Emperor has no way to save himself."
"So I want to become a god. I just wait for the day when I draw my sword again and cut this filthy world into a bloody mess."
At that time, Xu Xiaoshou and even Mu Zixi thought that such remarks were too high-spirited and false, and they later regarded them as a joke.
Is there any situation that the Half-Saint and the Holy Emperor cannot break?
Now that the battle on Void Island is over, Lei Xi'er believes that if Xu Xiaoshou wakes up again, he will be like himself and understand that the Eight Masters have never joked about it.
"Feng Shen..."
"Go beyond the semi-saint, the holy emperor, and point directly to the realm of being a god and an ancestor..."
"Is this his ambition?"
Lei Xi'er pursed her lips silently and glanced down at Xu Xiaoshou in her arms.
She felt that if she had only relied on herself, she might never have such a crazy idea in her entire life.
But with Xu Xiaoshou here, thinking about it at this time, I can calmly accept this crazy existence.
Those who are sleeping soundly in their arms may have no less ambition than this.
On the horizon, there are not many good colors left on Dao Qiongcang’s face.
Precisely because he valued it, he could not turn a deaf ear to the words of the Eight Masters and ignore them like what others said.
But when I think about it carefully, it’s still too irritating!
After so many years, the Eight Masters are still so arrogant, even the other heavens have not been able to enter their Dharma eyes?
Oh, how noble!
Dao Qiongcang sneered, and soon regained his composure, saying without comment: "Every line is like a mountain, I can only wish you success."
"But I can't wish you success!" Bazun Sisui retorted and pointedly said, "Saobao old man, I don't know others, but I know a little bit about your thoughts..."
After a pause, Bazun glanced in the direction of Lei Xi'er. To be precise, he looked at Xu Xiaoshou, and then slowly shook his head:
"I advise you, it's best not to."
Dao Qiongcang narrowed his eyes and remained silent.
At the right time, Xu Xiaoshou, who was in Lei Xi'er's arms, squeaked and opened his eyes, just in time to catch the gaze of Bazun Shi as he moved away.
"Are they talking about me?" He "perceived" and understood the whole scene.
"Are you awake?" Lei Xi'er was surprised.
"No, it's because you are dim-sighted...are they talking about me?"
"Being cursed, passive value, +1."
Lei Xi'er's beautiful eyes turned cold, and she threw Xu Xiaoshou out and spat: "You think too much, are you so important?"
"I'm so important!" Xu Xiaoshou muttered, still standing in the air, feeling the cool breeze, which was obviously not as sweet as nephrite's warm embrace. He suddenly regretted waking up.
But it is more important to sense the sea of qi immediately.
Not long after, Xu Xiaoshou saw that his Qi Sea was depleted and his Dao Foundation was damaged.
His heart skipped a beat, and Xu Xiaoshou's face turned pale.
"How are you?" Lei Xi'er supported the fool who staggered and almost fell.
"It's okay, there's no big problem..." Xu Xiaoshou waved his hands while cursing in his mind.
The sea turtle cracked, which turned out to be damage to the foundation of the road!
He was moving around like crazy with his passive skills, which only managed to bring him back to life. I don't know if the remaining injuries could be recovered.
Even if it can, judging from this speed...
How long will it take to get back to the previous state?
"Isn't it really irreparable?"
"Sure enough, it is too forced to accept the power of the four holy emperors, and finally use the sword to kill Hannya when you are exhausted!"
Xu Xiaoshou's expression turned strange, and finally he calmed himself down.
No big deal, no big deal...
The eight masters lost two of their fingers, and they have not been able to recover after so many years, but they can still continue to practice swordsmanship.
The injuries on his body should be insignificant.
He was doing psychological counseling on his own here. When Lei Xi'er saw Xu Xiaoshou's indifferent "don't care" look, she knew that this guy was in big trouble.
She didn't say much, she just grabbed Xu Xiaoshou's hand with her backhand and kept her company quietly.
"Being worried, passive value, +1."
"Don't worry..." Xu Xiaoshou was talking, when his body suddenly stiffened, and he felt that his hands were numb, and his hands were sleeveless and red and burnt.
Soon he squinted his eyes and looked at the battlefield, "What are they talking about?"
Lei Xi'er glanced at him: "Talk about some specious things that ordinary people can't understand."
"that is you!"
"Um?"
"Oh, I mean, come and listen, maybe I can understand."
"Oh, you are so smart."
Lei Xi'er glanced at him coldly, no longer intending to argue with the injured, and told the two of them what they had just said.
Xu Xiaoshou stroked his chin thoughtfully.
The Eight Masters have a very big plan, and Dao Qiongtian’s estimate is not small.
But the former seals the sword in order to confer a god, and what is the latter for?
Same?
Or is it something else, but with the same purpose?
Xu Xiaoshou's mind suddenly flashed into the jade-like arm that Dao Qiongcang had shown before, which was powerful enough to defeat the Bluestone Holy Emperor from the Divine Prison.
Recalling that the cool old Taoist was actually a crazy person who looked calm on the outside but was crazy on the inside. He was also stopped by the Five Holy Emperors' families because of some research.
Xu Xiaoshou had a few guesses in his mind.
Maybe the Tao is different, but what the Tao Qiongcang plans is not much lower than the road to becoming a god that the Eight Masters are familiar with, and is even more shocking?
The two of them fell into a brief stalemate in the distance, like old friends reuniting. They looked at each other for a long time, clearly affectionate.
Xu Xiaoshou looked at it with the corners of his lips curling up.
But the confrontation between the two quickly collapsed.
Dao Qiongcang suddenly laughed, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth: "How can a summer insect talk about ice? It scolds the turtle and laughs at the Kunpeng!"
Ba Zunzun then flicked the dead worm away from his palm and said softly: "The ant will follow the example and lead the way to death."
"Ba Zunzhen, you are too crazy!"
"If you don't match your virtue, you will fail. This is the reason why you were stopped, so give up."
"you……"
"It's just a piece of advice, nothing more. It's up to you whether you listen to it or not."
Ba Zunzun waved his hand and interrupted what Dao Qiongcang was saying, obviously not wanting to say any more.
Buzz!
Just as Dao Qiongcang was still about to argue, the Void Island trembled, and the power of the Holy Emperor on all sides was gathering rapidly.
"Hmm." Lei Xi'er groaned, and the white flames ignited on her body again.
Although the white flames did not harm her, it was the power of the Holy Emperor after all. Even if she was a demon body, she would still have to endure the pain caused by the appearance of the power.
Xu Xiaoshou has personally experienced this kind of pain and naturally knows it.
He frowned, and the red Taotie beast's head appeared behind him. He opened his mouth and swallowed all the power that emerged from Lei Xi'er.
Enjoy!
With a "dong" sound, Lei Xi'er recovered, but Xu Xiaoshou almost groaned.
"Oh~"
He finally couldn't suppress it anymore, and his seriously injured body was healed a lot by this energy.
But with just this sound, he noticed the strange look in Wei Xi'er's eyes beside him. He hurriedly whispered, coughed and said:
"There's no need for you to come out. There will only be an innocuous Dao Qiongtian left, which has no need for you."
What is in Lei Xi'er is the power of Ancestor Jinzhao.
Xu Xiaoshou had some guesses as to why Patriarch Jinzhao did not dare to possess him.
Perhaps, it is precisely because it senses the danger - there may be a danger similar to Feng Yujin's seal power that breaks into his body with his spiritual intelligence, but is killed by the passive system.
Therefore, during the Four Divine Pillars, Ancestor Jinzhao took the opportunity and chose Lei Xier.
It's not a problem, and it didn't affect the final outcome anyway.
Now that everything is over, the eight masters are going to destroy the sky.
Xu Xiaoshou, who had been brilliant for a while, knew that dealing with a mere half-saint didn't require such a big show, so he spoke out.
Even with all the strength of the ancestor, he disappeared and never came out.
"Am I awesome?" Xu Xiaoshou suddenly raised his eyebrows proudly, and soon realized that this ice-faced girl was no longer a junior sister, so she turned her head away because of herself.
"so so……"
There seemed to be an extra voice in my ears, as low as a mosquito.
Xu Xiaoshou was so keen that he almost couldn't hear it, and immediately glanced at him: "What did you say!"
The wind raised her silver hair, and the side of her face was blurred. She stared at the battlefield in the distance with tears in her eyes. The war was about to break out.
"Weird..." Xu Xiaoshou muttered softly, trying to shake off Lei Xi'er's hand but couldn't.
The rich spiritual energy of life is constantly transmitted through the warmth of the palms, and is quickly transformed by the breathing method to heal the injuries.
Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth and was about to speak out.
There was a loud roar in the distance, interrupting his sentence of "I have the Spirit Seal of Life in my Yuan Mansion".
"Long——"
He looked up and saw that the conversation between the two had broken down, so he took action without thinking.
The Eight Masters only mobilized three-quarters of the power of the Four Divine Pillars, but Dao Qiongcang chose to self-destruct without saying a word!
Yes, it is self-destruction!
The roaring sound did not cause any harm to anyone.
But under the wrap of a layer of heavenly magic, all traces left by the sky on Void Island were erased.
The eight masters were familiar with the cyan chains raised by their sides, and naturally lost their target.
Oh, he ran so fast.
Looking at the black hole of nothingness in front of him, feeling the aura belonging to the heaven of Tao that gradually disappeared into nothingness, the Eight Masters just shook their heads, smiled, and let go of the matter.
It was impossible for him to take Dao Qiongtian, which he had already expected.
This guy has prepared countless back-ups for himself, and it is impossible for him to be caught like the Holy Emperor of Huan Ze, and thus damage his own power.
He is very smart!
It can be said that I have never really stepped into this round, so be wise and protect yourself.
only……
If you are not involved in this situation, how can you escape if you are in it?
Ba Zunzun reached into his arms and took out a sound transmission stone. He faced the huge black hole in front of him and looked around at the trembling people on Void Island.
It's time to end.
After the spiritual energy was injected, Ba Zunzun's body trembled violently, but he concealed such a huge shock very well, and also always hid the stone in his palm.
So the sound of the Tao was overwhelming and echoed in all directions. This was also the advice that could not be heard by the heaven of Tao!
“Every day’s crazy dreams often come true.”
"If you want me to be free, I will enter the path of madness and evil."