My brother is so stable

In a short time, hundreds of immortals from the two sects gathered on the top of the fairy island, looking at the stone tablet, talking in whispers...

The left and right sides of the stele are engraved with the eight characters of "convincing people with virtue" and "convincing people with reason", just like the night sky. The dark surface of the stele exudes a faint starlight, which contains strong power of heaven.

The great mage raised his hand and launched a celestial light, Taoist Duobao and Guang Chengzi shot one after another, injecting a celestial light into the stele each.

Daoist Huanglong bowed to the stele, and said generously:

"Master Tiandao Mingjian, please clear the stigma for this disciple!"

Clouds of mist suddenly appeared on the stone tablet, and the appearance of all living beings appeared in it. The vague beings were laughing and recounting, which was the process of continuous transmission and change of rumors.

Dao Dao's figure passed by quickly, and the power of heaven became more and more intense;

Li Changshou secretly scanned with his sense of immortality, and even caught a familiar figure...

Spend!

Cough, misread, probably misread.

The picture suddenly started to slow down, and a cloud of fog locked the source of the rumors.

Daoist Duobao gave a low voice: "Everyone, brothers and sisters, if you don't take action now, when will you wait!"

The immortals of Jiejiao suddenly agreed, and the immortal light poured into the stone tablet;

On the side of explaining and teaching, Guang Chengzi raised his hand and made a gesture, and more than a hundred immortals also shot at the same time, pouring strands of immortal power into the stone tablet!

The stele trembled slightly, and the fog receded, but a curtain of water appeared again, blocking the scene behind it.

All the Taoist immortals were puzzled.

Ran Deng said humanely: "Everyone, I'm afraid that this matter may involve the sage, how about..."

"Humph!"

Master Xuandu snorted coldly, and all the saint disciples looked at Ran Deng.

Ran Deng immediately changed his words, and said in a low voice: "After you find out, think about it carefully."

"Tai Chi diagram please!"

Master Xuandu let out a low cry, raised his left hand high, and a palm-sized Taiji diagram, the innate treasure, slowly emerged from his palm, shooting out two yin and yang auras, and injecting them into the stone tablet.

The water curtain exploded in an instant, revealing...

A gently shaking twelve-petaled golden lotus!

At this moment, all the Taoist immortals fell into silence.

The complexions of all the old Taoists beside the Lingshan Treasure Pond changed drastically at this moment, with the words 'Wonderful Calamity' written all over their heads, and their eyes were a little flustered.

And the young Taoist in the corner, his face was pale, stood up, took two steps towards the back of Lingshan Mountain, and suddenly stopped his figure, like a clay sculpture, his fingers were trembling slightly...

The mind is shaken, and heaven and man are at war.

Du Xianmen, Xiaoqiong Peak.

Li Changshou felt that the power of the Taiji diagram in his soul had gradually increased by a bit. Obviously, it was the master sage who protected him from being deduced by the West.

So, he stood up and saluted to the air, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more intense.

After this incident, he understood.

There are not just one or two masters of the Three Teachings, but batch after batch.

Facing these old seniors, one must be in awe.

There was a sound in his heart, and Li Changshou no longer interfered with the two shouts heard by Paper Daoist.

The next thing, let the archmage and a few Daoist masters preside over it. He is just watching the show and doing a good job as a firefighting team by the way.

The cry was:

"Call all the brothers and sisters here!"

"Jie Jiaoxian, follow me to Lingshan!"

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3 Fifty chapters of longevity, without showing your face [Another five thousand words for a ticket]

In a panic, Jizo has calmed down again in a blink of an eye.

If it is not handled properly, today will be his death!

Things have changed too fast, Ji Zang is completely unable to determine at this moment, whether the Daoist sect did it on purpose to target him, the [unknown person], or whether all of this really just happened to catch up...

Dizang can only bet at this time, betting that the teacher will protect him.

In the past, he secretly harvested the ferocious beasts of the Hongmeng for his own use, and now he has contributed to planning the Battle of the East China Sea and increasing the foundation of the sect...

Thinking of this, the young Taoist was extremely depressed.

He has practiced for several yuanhuis, but he has not been to the front of the stage. He just returned from traveling in the Three Thousand Worlds recently, and was about to show his strength. Unexpectedly, he encountered such a crisis just after making two moves!

Could it be that he really...

The prehistoric debut is the pinnacle?

The plan for the First World War in the East China Sea, I thought it was the beginning of my grand plan, but I didn't expect it to be the swan song of my own strategy in the end?

Jizo sighed softly, and sat down slowly.

Di Ting moved his huge head, and asked through a voice: "Master, don't you want to do something more?"

Ksitigarbha said in a voice: "At this time, the teacher must have been alarmed. If I do too much, I may make mistakes. It is better to wait quietly and listen to the teacher's arrangement."

Di Ting lay there listening to the messy heart voice in the distance, his thick and long tail shook slightly, and said again:

"Master, I guess you're hopeless this time. Remember to find me a good next home. It's good that you have a few female disciples in the Western Sect."

Jizo smiled helplessly, sitting there with his eyes closed and resting his mind, waiting for the storm to come...