Eight heavens, the mountain behind the ancient temple.
A group of old men with immortal demeanor gradually woke up from the state of cultivation. They are all Taoist ancestors of the ancient Taoist temple.
"Mr. Dao, have you also returned from a wandering mind?"
A gray-haired younger generation looked at the boy-faced and white-haired Daojun, and said hello respectfully.
The old man, who was called Daojun, was dressed in coarse linen and white clothes, and his silver hair was so white that he nodded slightly to the person who greeted him, and went.
"Daojun? Daojun has been wandering for tens of thousands of years, and has never come back. Everyone even thinks that he has already become a fairy, and did not expect to appear again?"
"Can this kind of scene not come out of the mountain? The Dao Court will be exterminated immediately."
Hearing the news of Daojun's departure, some Taoist ancestors who felt that they were pure-minded and ascetic, and everything could not disturb my heart, even whispered to the aunts and aunts in the village.
"How is the situation now?"
Daojun asked with a smile on his face, just like a kind grandfather next door, even with such a big event, he still had a kind face and no anxiety.
The visitor obviously didn't expect that Taoist Lord would be willing to come out of the mountain, let alone that the famous Taoist Lord would make people feel so comfortable, without the slightest sense of pressure to communicate with the superiors, raised his head uncertainly, and saw the sun.
Moreover, he had just escaped from the pursuit of Chen Heitan and others. His face was ashen-colored and he was shaking like chaff, but he was just forgotten by the Taoist Lord, and he actually had the urge to surrender for ten thousand years and surrender forever. .
This impulse does not come from a sense of oppression, but from personal charm.
"Gunlong Daozu and the others blocked the way of the people of the Immortal Dao Sect, and fought against several strong opponents. The disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect returned to the ancient dojo and massacred the people in my Dao Sect." When the visitor said this again, he was still full of anger. Can not be calm for a long time.
"Hey, when is it time to repay the injustice? My Taoist Court simply doesn't have the courage and strength to take charge of the fairy world." The Taoist sighed and said, but he also understood that he could not interfere too much, and he couldn't interfere, but the Taoist school was facing the danger of being destroyed. in spite of.
"You guys, come with me?" Dao Jun forgot to glance back, and ordered a few fans in the front row, and said casually.
In the ancient Taoist temple, there was a killing atmosphere, Chen Heitan and others could not help but cut whenever they saw a Taoist priest. A Tong Le and Lin Xuan directly used spells to lock the groups of Daozi together.
Then, the two people have a clear division of labor, one kills, the other protects, and they take turns to switch back and forth without barriers, and learn from each other while killing.
"Quick, brother is ready, I'm the one to kill this time, you protect them well." A Tong Le cheered and shouted loudly.
Lin Xuan still held the ax "hehe" and smiled, but there was an invisible trace of disgust in his eyes.
Where the eyes are pointing are four Taoist priests trapped in protection.
A Tong Le jumped up and made a posture of standing with a sword in the air, then waved his hand, and a black light shot out, hitting the center of the protective layer.
But at this time, Lin Xuan was still disgusted with protecting Daozi, and when he was stunned, the four Daozi were directly torn to pieces.
Although Wang Luoli, a kind of female disciple, has relatively gentle methods and doesn't like excessive killing and brutality, her lethality is not inferior to the men at all.
Wang Luoli held a flaming red fan, and fanned it one by one. The strong wind was blowing, and the momentum was overwhelming, and the Taoist priests fell down a large area.
The other people also held spiritual weapons, with extraordinary moves, and they were all extremely powerful, turning the Taoist court into a purgatory in the fairy world, with shouts and screams.
Everyone rushed to the main hall of the ancient dojo from all directions. The Ling Palace is the main hall of the ancient dojo, surrounded by the protection of the Bagua Liangyi array, and after the retirement of the previous Taoist masters, they will strengthen the defensive capabilities of the Bagua Liangyi array again.
So after a group of killing gods broke in, the irresistible Taoists stumbled, scrambling and rushing into the spirit palace, shivering in a corner.
Everyone was about to work together to break the formation, when they suddenly felt a silver light appear in the sky, and the sky above the Ling Palace suddenly became extremely bright, the light was soft and contained great power.
The Taoist Monarch of the Ancient Daochang came out from the back mountain with a group of Taoist ancestors, and descended directly to the top of the Ling Palace. That posture was a naked debut.
"All the master disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect, can you give me a little face and leave a legacy for the ancient Daoist?" Daojun discussed with Chen Heitan and others with a warm spring breeze on his face.
Chen Heitan was a little confused, isn't this the Taoist ancestor of the ancient dojo? Didn't you come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime? What's the matter with this tone of discussion?
But A Tong Le, who is the Prince of the Demon King,??If you don¡¯t like this, just go straight up and pretend to be tender: "Grandpa with white hair, who are you?"
Daojun was shocked, but there was no sign of embarrassment on his face. He looked at A Tong Le, "You are a member of the demon clan, but you are still of the blood of the royal family. The prince of the demon clan, A Mole, is that right?"
A Tong Le was also very down-to-earth, nodded and said proudly: "Yes, I am the prince, how do you know me?"
"I am the Taoist Lord of the Ancient Taoist Court, and I can be regarded as a member of the Taoist school. The old man was fortunate to have had a relationship with your father, the Demon Emperor, when he was young." The Taoist replied very modestly, even in the face of A Tong Le. The unruly attitude is still normal.
When everyone was quietly predicting this so-called Taoist monarch, A Tong Le suddenly discovered a big event that he thought was great.
I saw him coyly saying, "Hey, in that case, should I call you uncle?"
Daojun smiled slightly, noncommittal.
"Forget it, let's call you Grandpa? At least it looks right."
He paused with a smile, and then continued: "The white-haired old man, you are irresponsible as a Daoist in the ancient Taoist temple. The human class in their ancient Taoist temple is necrotic." .
"Presumptuous, how can you, a junior, be able to blame the majestic Taoist Lord?" Before the Taoist Lord made a sound, the Taoist ancestor behind him couldn't stand it, and directly scolded A Tong Le.
"Grandpa, look!" A Tong Le seized the opportunity to continue to complain.
Turning around to the angry Taoist ancestor, he said, "Don't be so fierce, he's just a child?" Then he turned around and said to A Tongle in a soft voice, "You're right, it's the old man who is messing around. You have been wronged, and the old man apologizes to you for dereliction of duty."
After Daojun finished speaking, he even nodded slightly to Chen Heitan and others to express his apology.
The few Taoist ancestors and Taoist priests behind them saw that the Taoist gentleman was humbled, they all froze, stayed where they were, and then bowed their heads to the few people.
At that moment, everyone present was moved. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com