My brother is so stable

Ling'e giggled, "I don't know either."

Just as Li Changshou was about to explain, there was already a conversation coming from the bronze mirror.

Yun Xiao sighed softly: "Junior Sister, your thoughts are still too simple."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit said coldly: "Not to mention what they have done in the past few hundred years, just say that before the catastrophe, for the sake of their own prosperity, Western religions just spread some teachings in the secular world that numb the temperament of mortals. Have a good destiny.

Not to mention, they built the kingdom of incense and fire, took in monsters and beasts, forcibly saved people, and killed people everywhere.

In the eyes of their sages, this world is not as important as their Western Daxing, so what do you expect from them? "

"Why did the saint do this?"

The eyes of the Holy Mother of Guiling were full of unwillingness and disbelief, "Saints taught in the West should also talk about reason and benevolence."

"Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, don't talk nonsense!"

Lingshan old Taoist roared angrily: "You have to pay for such nonsense!

What Fairy Guiling said is right, my teacher has a noble character and no lack of virtue! "

"Senior Sister," the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit continued to persuade, "I think we should play it safe today.

They, Western religions, have admitted their mistakes and admitted that they made these steles. They intend to provoke the relationship between the three religions of Taoism and make us fight against the teachings.

But they are just an idea, they haven't really done it yet..."

"My silly junior sister!"

The Holy Mother of Wudang said firmly: "Is it not enough for them to have such an idea? Actions have been taken, and these stone tablets are just about to be spread out!

This is already a great crime, and we have forged a death feud with us! "

"Not bad!"

Lu Yue said loudly: "If today's poor Taoists don't level this Lingshan, it will be difficult to calm down!"

All the immortals of Jiejiao shouted one after another:

"Senior Sister Guiling, you are too gentle! You have been deceived by the hypocrisy of the Western religion!"

"Western religion dares to mention the word virtue! Bah! Are you really not afraid of being punished by heaven!"

"You let the people of the Western religion take an oath to say what you just said!"

"Trash Western religion! I'm going to fuck him!"

All of a sudden, the Jiejiao group of immortals was excited, each of them was on the verge of eruption!

The immortals of the Western Sect were still a little bit overwhelmed, for some reason, a major disciple of the Jiejiao came forward to intercede, but it seemed to have angered the Jiejiao even more.

Today is already a bloody battle, but they still dare not answer directly, after all, there are too many scandals and bad consciences on their own side.

Why, suddenly become so passive?

"Ugh"

A sigh slowly floated over, the sage's rhyme turned into a clear fairy light, and the noise of the surrounding Jiejiao Immortals was directly suppressed by the sigh.

The saints of the Western religion had to show up.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 643 Dao and Spirit Mountain!

The tortoise spirit's speech skills are excellent in Xihu, and the cloud and mist are filled with saints.

Originally, the Western Sect had already blocked the first wave of attacks by the Interceptors according to the previously established strategy; the golden fairy killed was not a true disciple of their Western Sect, so the Interrogation was not given a chance for interrogation.

At this time, the initiative has shifted slightly to the Western religion, and Duobao will appear immediately, and then use his supernatural powers to force out the opponent's saint.

But the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, who took a special script, gave full play to her appearance advantages and asked a few simple questions...

[From the standpoint of Western religion, say a few words of 'fairness', and then become a representative of Western religion;

Taking advantage of the trend, the Western religion confessed the sin of self-promotion with the intention of destroying Taoism, thus completely stoking the fire, and making the Western religion fall into complete passivity.

Then I pretended to realize the darkness of the Western religion with belated awareness, and turned around to crucify the Western religion on the pillar of shame.

'Ah, they are so hateful. ']

This was purely a strategy set by Li Changshou, and Gui Ling didn't quite understand it, but it seemed to work quite well.

The Western religion fell into a comprehensive disadvantage. All the old Taoists and immortals on the mountain were facing a big enemy. There were a few pessimistic Taoists who were ready to stick to it for a while, and then they were "disbanded" by the trend.

All the masters of the Interceptor Cult rushed forward, and the masters of the Western Cult immediately activated the formations, their faces already extremely solemn.

At this moment, the sage rhyme suddenly became apparent, making all the masters who were pressing forward a little wary for a while.

Once the sage came out, all the immortals retreated!

Creatures, prehistoric preface!

At this moment, not only the Jiejiao Immortals around Lingshan became extremely dignified, but also the Archmage, Kong Xuan, and Li Changshou who were sitting in front of the alchemy room on Little Qiong Peak all stood up.

The archmage frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Why? He was the one who showed up first?"

Kong Xuan said with a smile: "It's quite a trick."

Li Changshou was quite calm, staring at the picture in the bronze mirror.

The image of the saint in it is somewhat blurred, but it is an old Taoist with a slightly burly figure, with a solemn treasure, and a golden light wheel shining behind his head, and the Taoist body under the toga seems to be nothing but solid.

Its Tao is clanging, with the meaning of emptiness, clarity, release, exhaustion, and end;

Its rhyme is continuous, rushing away like a long river of heaven and earth, coming in mightily, and implicitly merged, conceiving infinite vitality and destruction and silence in one.

If you carefully appreciate the infinite wonderland, you can also find that it contains boundless power at a cursory glance.

There is a poem saying:

Dao starts to understand the principles of Zen, and the ambition to become a sage falls.

The west has no choice but to make progress, and the universe in its chest is wasted.

If you meet me, you will fall into the urn, and you will say that the law of fate is grand and clever.

The previous cause has established today's fruit, and it is hard to hide from the busyness of thousands of years.