The corner of Qin Changan's mouth twitched slightly, and even Xue Jinqiu and Sang Yu looked at the gray-robed Taoist with contempt on their faces.
You thought it was some kind of senior? What kind of lame excuse is this?
"My name is Guo Youdao, and I am the thirty-sixth generation descendant of the Taiqing lineage."
"The fact that you three little guys are here means that we are all destined to be together in Taiqing. You, in particular, have the best fate."
"How about it, do you want to consider becoming my disciple?"
"I can tell you that my Taiqing swordsmanship is superb and extremely advanced. As long as you practice hard, you will definitely be able to break through to the realm of spiritual heroes in time."
The gray-robed Taoist seemed to have become interested. He no longer sat on the stone bench, but stood up. He stepped on the stone bench with one foot and held the wine bottle in his hand, and kept gesticulating.
"I have reached the ninth level of the Xiantian realm."
"I know. Even though I'm an old Taoist priest, my clothes are ragged, but my eyes are bright."
"What I mean is, if I don't practice your sword, I will soon break through to the realm of spiritual heroes."
"Huh? It seems right."
Qin Changan looked at Guo Youdao in the courtyard with a black streak on his head. The wounds on his body burst open, and blood seeped out along the wrapped silk cloth, staining it with bits of bright red.
He turned around and walked away, entered the main hall, and sat cross-legged in a corner.
Feeling the faint fluorescence emitted by the clay statue, his eyes were thoughtful.
The Taoist temple they encountered before had no such changes. Why did the Taoist temple in the Holy Abyss have such changes?
"master?"
Qin Changan called softly in his mind.
"I already know the situation, but I don't know about this either. In my time, this kind of power did not exist, and there was no such force as Tai Qing Guan."
"But one thing I can tell you is that the power within this Taoist temple is extremely pure, righteous, and has a sense of righteousness. This is probably why it can intimidate blood slaves."
The master sighed softly, this power was so righteous, even he could feel a trace of uneasiness, which was the hostility left behind by practicing the Red Lotus Karmic Fire in his previous life.
Qin Changan's pupils swayed slightly, hadn't even the master heard of it?
He raised his head again and looked at Guo Youdao, who was drinking with a gourd in the yard, and felt upset.
It can be heard from his words that he is the successor of this Taoist temple.
Since there are descendants, why has this power never been heard of?
How did they come to the Holy Abyss?
Everything shrouded Qin Changan's heart like a huge dark cloud that could not be dispersed for a long time.
I know that he felt drowsy and finally fell asleep.
Xue Jinqiu and Sang Yu did not hold on for long. The three of them breathed evenly and fell asleep one after another in front of the statue of Taiqing Patriarch.
After an unknown amount of time, Guo Youdao stopped what he was doing, looked up at the blood moon, and then looked at the statue of Patriarch Taiqing in the main hall.
The gourd in his hand was turned upside down, and the wine spilled, leaving a trail of water in front of him.
There seemed to be a breeze blowing in the yard, blowing the dust on the ground.
"Always be quiet and always be quiet. You should always be quiet."
Guo Youdao muttered something while his thoughts moved slightly.
"If such a desperate approach fails, my Taiqing lineage will be completely wiped out from the world."
"That's all, that's all. Since it's the ancestor's decision, Youdao will naturally agree."
…………
After a night of silence, Qin Changan woke up to Guo Youdao's loud voice. When he opened his eyes, he happened to see Xue Jinqiu with a gloomy face.
"One two, one two."
"Exercise your body to be spiritual, strengthen your body and establish your Taoist mind."
"Yo~~ Get up at dawn and stretch yourself~~"
In the yard, Guo Youdao's voice kept coming, and Xue Jinqiu's face became increasingly ugly.
I originally thought he was a master, but now it seems that this guy is just a joker.
It is very likely that he was abandoned by the sect and thrown into the abyss of the Holy Land.
"Hey, how many guests are awake?"
"Get ready, I'll take you to see something good."
Just when Xue Jinqiu and Qin Changan were guessing which sect this guy was an abandoned disciple, Guo Youdao had sneaked in without knowing it.
Staring at them with wide eyes and a smile on his face.
"what?"
Qin Chang'an frowned, this was the abyss of the holy realm, and a wrong step could lead to eternal disaster.
"You'll know when you get there. Move quickly. If you get there late, you won't be able to see it."
"Why is a young man grinding away? Is his kidney bad?"
"No, no, if your kidneys are not good, you shouldn't have such stains. It should be because your brain is not very bright. Alas, young people nowadays."
Guo Youdao muttered something, put his hands behind his back, shook his head and sighed as he walked, as if he was extremely regretful.
However, his words fell on the ears of Qin Changan and Xue Jinqiu. The two of them gasped violently, their chests heaved violently, and their eyes widened.
You just have bad kidneys, your whole family’s kidneys are bad too!
Seeing this scene, Sang Yu covered his mouth and snickered. This was the first time he saw Third Senior Brother lose his composure. In the past, even when the enemy's sword was pressed against his throat, he was not so flustered.
They were sitting on the ground, resting against the wall, then got up from the ground and came to the yard.
Guo Youdao looked at them with a half-smile, and took the wine gourd from his waist before they could speak.
There was a stream of fresh air coming out of his body, surrounding the wine gourd.
"The Qi of Taiqing is controlled, the spiritual weapon is enlightened, the Taoism is always there, and the breeze clears the way."
Guo Youdao casually threw the wine gourd in his hand into the air. He muttered something in his mouth, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand joined together to form a sword finger, pointing at a distance.
A burst of fresh air surged out, and the wine gourd flew out and spun quickly, then slowly grew in size in the astonished eyes of Qin Changan and the other three.
It turned into a huge five-meter gourd, lying above their heads, like dark clouds covering the sun.
"This is……"
Qin Changan looked at the huge gourd above his head with shock in his eyes. What kind of martial arts is this?
"Young men, take your seats."
Before the three of them had time to react, a breeze blew by, and then they were directly above the gourd.
Guo Youdao stood at the front, his hands surrounded by cyan spiritual power. With constant strokes, the gourd soared into the air and floated above the Taoist temple.
Immediately, Qin Changan felt the sound of wind piercing the sky in his ears, and the clouds continued to retreat behind him.
fly?
Can this gourd fly?
"Senior, what level of martial arts is this?"
Xue Jinqiu lowered his head and looked down, swallowed, and with the surge of spiritual power in his body, he managed to steady his body and prevent himself from falling off the gourd.
"Martial arts? This is my Taiqing Dao magical power, which cannot be compared with martial arts."
"Then the mantra you recited just now is connecting the spiritual power of heaven and earth?"
"No, it's okay not to recite it. It's just that the recitation is more powerful and looks cooler."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and looked at the three of them doubtfully.