Chapter 609: The storm is rising (Thanks to the Sparrow Ten Thousand Rewards)
"Come on, come on! Why are you so cowardly?"
"Fuck, Old Man Zhang, please calm down, please calm down... wait for me, I'll be here soon."
"Wait for you idiot!"
"The swords and soldiers in the man's hands are rising, and the five mountains are covered with power to cover Chicheng!"
"Look at my pentakill!"
Accompanied by bursts of sounds of weapons clashing, and sharp and high-pitched killing sounds, the screen in the old master's hand suddenly turned gray, and the old man's whole body seemed to be burned out. He looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose.
A look full of wisdom stared at the screen deeply, as if it was his lover.
There is no doubt that this sentence is a double defeat.
Lin Shouyi sneered and said: "Master Zhang, please tell me what you think."
The old Taoist priest was silent and said weakly: "I really think I can fight back."
"I'll kill you, you bastard!"
The old sect leader of the Shangqing Sect uttered a curse word.
He glanced at the red failure and his eyes twitched.
The cowardly Tianshi who was said to have no temper by his old friend shrank his neck and said with a dry smile: "Yes, yes, it's a fart, it's a fart. Old man Lin, please calm down and calm down." The old Taoist priest poured a cup of tea for his friend.
, and then he slapped the back and shoulders of the only friend who was willing to play games with him despite being ranked twenty times in a row.
Everyone up and down the Longhu Mountain knows it.
This old Celestial Master, who has lived for more than two decades, has a good temper and always carries candies in his arms. Any little Taoist priest can get more candies from him. If you want to ask the old Taoist priest Tao Zang,
He will also happily explain it to you.
Of course, apart from that, he is a bad gamer, his tactics are very blocking, and he likes to rush forward.
For example, if you like spicy food, or you are a fanatical cat lover.
I seem to be taking heart medicine a lot lately.
Another example is that he really likes drinking but is watched by the little Taoist priests up and down the Longhu Mountain and is not allowed to drink. If he is caught by the little Taoist priests while drinking, he has to hand it over honestly. Many little Taoist priests on Longhu Mountain have it.
It was like a hide-and-seek experience with this heavenly master.
The Heavenly Master sighed, not knowing what was going on.
The teammate he often queues with recently is not online today.
It seems that the hero is going out to play another game. Without a teammate who is as good as himself, Lao Tianshi has no choice but to be ranked first in the friend ranking list. When that guy comes back, he
Someone is with me.
Sit back in your seat, laugh with me, and say, how about another round?
Lin Shouyi was helpless.
Master Lao Tianshi is the kind of guy in legend who is addicted to food.
Just about to say let's play another game, Zhang Ruosu lowered his head and saw that the phone vibrated again. A special tone represented another message from a museum owner who was not doing business. The old Taoist priest's face froze.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
Come again?!
You have already gone abroad, what else can you come up with?
I am an old man, but I have already been immune to your ‘attack’!
The old Taoist lowered his head, and a line of text appeared in his eyes: "The Taoist ancestor has returned to his country."
Zhang Ruosu's first reaction was
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
The tomb of my Patriarch in Longhu Mountain is well protected!
He blurted out directly:
"Go, Ah Xuan, go to the ancestor's tomb and have a look..."
It took me a second to realize what this was.
The old Taoist priest's voice suddenly stopped.
Wait……
Daozu?!
Not the Patriarch, but the Taoist Patriarch?
Zhang Ruosu's expression was stagnant, then he bounced on the spot and jumped up, murmuring: "Tao Ancestor, Tao Ancestor..."
"Lao Dan?"
"The west?!"
Lin Shouyi came back from making a pot of tea. He looked at the old man with doubts as if he was powered on. He casually clicked on the match and said, "What's wrong?"
"Really, whenever I am quiet during big events, I don't know what to say to you."
Zhang Ruosu took a deep breath, looked blank, and said:
"Taozu, that boy Wei Yuan dug out the remains of the ancestor..."
"Huh?!! When did this kid know the nine skills of searching for a dragon and asking for its acupoints? Wait a minute... Patriarch, that's not right, the Patriarch Zhang Daoling is obviously here..."
Lin Shouyi looked stern and murmured:
"Is it that Patriarch?"
"is that one."
"The biggest one?"
"The biggest one."
"grass!"
Lin Shouyi, who had always been gentle and elegant, stood up suddenly. His heart felt dull at first, as if he couldn't breathe, and then it started beating faster, and his lips were trembling: "Lao Dan, Li Er... the real Taoist ancestor?!"
There is no Sanqing compiled later, no other sages of this or that.
That is the beginning of everything.
It is the prototype of the moral god who truly exists in reality.
So great!
The two old Taoist priests, who together were more than two hundred years old, were as dumbfounded as chickens. Zhang Ruosu stood up slowly:
"Old Lin."
"I have to trouble you to inform other Taoist disciples."
Lin Shouyi's complexion changed slightly.
Zhang Ruosu took out the Heavenly Master's Order from his arms, put it on the table, and said in a gentle tone: "Three caves, four assistants, seven jade pivots are the main ones, there are thirty-six caves and heavens in China, and seventy-two blessed lands. As long as they still exist in the world, the three generations of the family
Anyone above the disciple level, unless they are performing official duties, will carry Dharma swords and jade talismans and head to the west."
"Where to go?"
"Hangu Pass, welcome the remains of the ancestors."
Zhang Ruosu said: "You will lead the team."
Lin Shouyi held up the Heavenly Master's order with both hands and said: "Respect the Heavenly Master's decree."
"Wait, what about you?"
He reacted.
Zhang Ruosu smiled and said, "I'll pick him up."
The old Taoist priest had a good temper, put candy in his sleeves, and squinted his eyes when he smiled. The old Taoist priest, who had never won a game before, gestured with his palms and said softly: "It may be more troublesome along the way. The Patriarch went west to Han Valley.
Guan, of course we, the younger generation disciples, have to go and take him back, the Three Phase God is not a good guy."
"As for the seal here, there is no problem with the goddess Ba."
The Taoist Celestial Master took off his gray Taoist robe, put it on the table, turned around and walked out.
Every step is thunderous.
The lotus pond in the back mountain was filled with the spirit of dragons and tigers, and the purple golden lotus on Longhu Mountain inside opened silently and one after another. Lin Shouyi was stunned and lost his mind. When he saw the sleeves and robes of the old Taoist rolled up, the luck of dragons and tigers was naturally achieved, and he roared in a low voice. He seemed to be in a trance again.
I saw the scene I saw when I was young.
He is a Taoist swordsman who traveled all over the world with a sword and then returned to China step by step.
And that pair of ruthless and cold eyes.
When I was young, I was crazy and arrogant. With a sword in my hand, I dared to overturn the world.
One sword destroyed all the gates.
Come to the Heavenly Master.
Recalling those days, the old leader of the Shangqing Sect could not help but whisper:
"Ni is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the kings of the clouds come and go..."
"Tiger drums and harps come, and luan's return to the carriage. Immortal people come and line up like hemp."
He still remembered that the Sword Immortal, who was wearing a Taoist blue shirt, sealed his sword.
Only occasionally, Taoists on night watch would hear the whine of sword energy in the clear night.
At that time, the sword energy pouring out from the sheath was as cold as a moonlit night and penetrated the bones.
"It has killed too many creatures, it is an ominous sword."
The graceful swordsman smiled and whispered: "I can still feel their souls screaming inside the sword. When my sword is unsheathed, it will definitely kill someone. But it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. I will always guard it."
Their unwilling souls."
"That's what I will do."
When it comes to the foundation of the Taoist sect, it is enough to be like Zhang Daoling; and when it comes to the swordsmanship, it is not inferior to Lu Dongbin of the Tang Dynasty. The five-element thunder method is as powerful as the divine sky. The Taoist sect has been the first true cultivator in thousands of years.
The Taoist and Celestial Master who changed the rules of the extraordinary era of the world.
"Zhang Ruosu..."
Lin Shouyi's heart was shocked and extremely complicated.
"Are you finally going down the mountain?"
Land Immortal...
His eyes were blank.
Then he saw the overbearing and fierce Heavenly Master coming back in a hurry. As he walked quickly, he said awkwardly: "What about that, I forgot, I forgot..." He went straight to his bedroom and squatted like a toad.
On the ground, I reached out and grabbed a little bit, pulled out a bundle, rummaged through it, but couldn't find it.
Finally, he found his sword from a gap in the wall.
Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, one foot is on the wall.
After exerting his strength, he pulled out the sword.
The old man said awkwardly: "I forgot, there are one or two soldiers who have never used a sword."
"Ahem, what about that, Lao Lin, I'll just take the first step."
"Hurry up and take the people behind. We'll be playing games when we get back. Don't worry, I promise you won't get into trouble."
Lin Shouyi, who was immersed in the memory of the incomparably powerful young swordsman, his face turned green and white. He couldn't help but want to say a curse word, "The best swordsman in the world, get lost," so the old master rolled down the mountain like a piss.
He promised to buy sweets for the little Taoist priest, promised not to drink secretly again, and showed the way to the young couple who went to Longhu Mountain to ask for a fortune.
At the foot of Longhu Mountain, patting the hem of his gray clothes, the old Taoist said in a free and easy voice:
"The weather is turbulent, but my sun is prosperous."
The sword walks in the world.
Lin Shouyi only reacted after his old friend laughed angrily, and the expression on his face froze.
Turned his head sharply.
In the place where the sword was just stored, the sword was as clear as water.
The strongest swordsman in Taoism for thousands of years.
Holding the sword.
Going down the mountain.
………………
Outside Qu Nu City.
The Jie Sun Sword whistled slightly. After Wei Yuan left, the wind blew here. Slowly, a trace of true spirit flowed from the sword. After all, he was the king who once dominated the world, and he had the reincarnation of the sun.
Legend has it that this place was his most beloved hometown. In the end, these strands of true spirit transformed into a tall, bearded man.
The last true spirit of King Harsha has long since lost his self.
It's just something that remains after the passage of time.
It was Wei Yuan who left him here, which reunited the thoughts of the king that remained on the land.
He sat cross-legged next to the seat where Wei Yuan once sat, quietly looking at his country and the traces left by his legend. Although he had no memory, his heart gradually calmed down, as if he could still see the man next to him drinking with him.
The man, with a trace of ripples appearing in his eyes, stretched out his hand to hold the wine bowl.
suddenly,
King Harsha's true spirit made a move.
A blue arm pierced directly through his heart.
King Harsha's face was frozen.
The aura of the true spirit that uniquely belonged to the reincarnation of the legendary Sun was condensed, which is why there was still a little bit of his true spirit left. Then he was held. He lowered his head and looked at the palm that had penetrated him, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
His expression suddenly became angry and ferocious, and he roared. His eyes, which were already blank and empty, condensed his will.
He turned around suddenly and saw the presence attacking him.
The king is dressed in yellow silk clothes, his complexion is blue, and his face is like the full moon.
The eyes are like blooming lotus petals, and the chest is decorated with precious stones.
"Vishnu!!!"
King Harsha's right hand had already grasped the sword. He mustered up his last courage and wanted to pull out the sword. But at this moment, Vishnu suddenly retracted his hand, and the remaining true spirit of the Sun God collapsed, and
Bearded's palm turned into powder when it came into contact with the Harsha Sword, scattering like smoke just like the Harsha Empire in the past.
His vision suddenly became dim and dark, and in his peripheral vision.
Even the Harsha Sword, which represented friendship, turned into powder in the end.
The powder fell into the wine bowl with the wind, polluting Chang'an's fine wine.
"deep……"
This was the last voice left by King Harsha.
"Escape quickly..."
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