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Chapter 1946 Ancient Evil Emperor (8)

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    Legend has it that the Eight Immortals represent men, women, old, young, rich, noble, poor, and humble respectively. Since the Eight Immortals are mortals who have attained Taoism, their personalities are closer to those of the common people. They are very important representatives of immortals in Taoism. Many places in ancient China have  There is the Eight Immortals Palace, and the Eight Immortals are also indispensable in the games to welcome the gods.

    The eight objects held by the Eight Immortals, including the sandalwood board, fan, crutch, flute, sword, gourd, fly whisk, and flower basket, are commonly known as the "Eight Treasures", representing the quality of the Eight Immortals, and this old man really looks too much like the "old" character among the Eight Immortals.  Zhang Guo is old, and his strength is as legendary and cannot be guessed.

    "The Eight Immortals in the Shangdong, what is this?" Bi Qing had obviously never heard of such a legend, and was very confused.

    "Could it be that here" Qin Hao suddenly noticed something. He thought of the emergence of immortals in ancient China, and the trapped dragon in Fengmen Village. If this person is really Zhang Guolao, it will be great fun.  .

    "No, Zhang Guolao's side weapon is not a gourd, but a sandalwood board. This is Zhang Guolao's unique skill, and this is definitely not the case anymore." Qin Hao thought of something, and then denied his thoughts.

    But at this moment, the old man riding the donkey upside down suddenly took out another object, as long and wide as a hand, with nine boards in the big one and six boards in the small one. This made Qin Hao's expression completely change. Isn't this  Sandalwood board?  This was particularly popular in ancient China. Street performers were basically good at it. It was just like modern rap. It was very coherent and rhythmic, and it was very satisfying to listen to it.

    "What kind of world is this?" Qin Hao felt that this world was so strange for the first time, as if he had come here for the first time. All his previous knowledge of this world had been destroyed, and he was like a child who had just entered the world.  generally.

    "The golden bones are refined and returned to the true form, and the remains of the cave lock are not counted in the spring. The wild grass grows with the green hills, and the idle flowers grow against the white clouds. The wind shakes the green bamboo and knocks the cold jade, and the water stirs up the cinnabar and moves away the plain scales. Naturally, gods have many mutations, and they are willing to  The traces of teachings are hidden in the world of mortals." The old man came riding on a donkey backwards and played sandalwood music, with a lively rhythm and every sentence deeply rooted in people's hearts.

    The rhythm flows into people's body and mind, and people feel it. There is only a feeling of relaxation, and it is like enlightenment, because there is a kind of Tao in these words, which is inferior to the Tao of the old man riding a donkey backwards.

    The donkey approaching step by step, just like its owner, was not frightened by the posture on the scene. If this were an ordinary donkey, it would have died immediately if it was stared at by a saint. However, the donkey in front of him had eyes as calm as water, making him feel like a saint.  Treat everyone like ants.

    "There are so many people in the world who are not as good as this old man; if you don't ride a donkey backwards, everything will look back." The young man frowned slightly in front of the music played, but at the next moment, he pointed out the key points in the old man's music.  He said, "Piaomiao Pavilion has also been born, hahaha, interesting, really interesting. Zhang Guolao, the eight disciples of Taiwei, you are only the third in the ranking, so what qualifications do you have to ask me for advice?"

    The evil emperor's tone was strong, and the evil aura revealed a will that swept across the heavens. Zhang Guolao's Tan Le was directly suppressed, and his face was slightly ugly. Zhang Guolao did lose in this competition of momentum, but  The difference in strength between the two is only half a point.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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