My brother is so stable

If it is bad, the old Taoists on the Lingshan Mountain are the worst.

In line with the mentality of 'the Daoist sect is rejoicing in the civil war' and 'the Daoist sect will be fine if there is no war', they just watched the excitement from the sidelines, why suddenly...

Burned and overwhelmed!

As shown by the cloud mirror technique, the two sects of interpretation and interception have gathered more than a thousand immortals, following behind the Great Master Xuandu, Taoist Duobao, and Guangchengzi, they are marching towards the west in a mighty way!

All of them have bad complexions, and their eyes are stern.

These are not those immortals from the Immortal Sect of China. They are those who have heard the preaching of the saints and were born in the saint's dojo. There are a large number of masters in it. If the saints are not considered to take action, they are enough to level their spiritual mountains a hundred times a hundred times!

"What should I do?" The old man panicked.

"How can they foul our innocence for nothing?" You Lao Dao was filled with righteous indignation.

The hunchbacked old man frowned and asked, "Who planned this?"

All the veterans said nothing, but shook their heads one by one.

At this moment, three golden lights flashed, and three more old Taoists appeared, falling in front of all the old Taoists, the golden light on their bodies gradually faded, and they were also dressed in rags and tattered clothes.

Judging from the degree of damage to their clothes, they have already mixed into the power center of Western religions, the absolute high-level!

After all, the cloth on the body can only cover some key parts.

Sure enough, the group of old Taoists beside the treasure pond all called the three Taoists brothers.

The three of them are disciples of saints who serve beside the two saint masters, and they all appeared at this moment, which means that the situation is really urgent to a certain extent.

The three of them spoke one after another, and their voices spread through the hearts of these veterans present, starting the traditional western art...

Shake the pot.

Such and such, such and such.

All the disciples of Lingshan understood how to deal with the funeral, and several old Taoists hurried away, found a middle-aged Taoist, and brought the Taoist to the treasure pond.

The middle-aged Taoist was a little confused, thinking that he was about to get ahead and be valued by the teacher, an old Taoist suddenly made a move, and pointed his finger at the back of the middle-aged Taoist's head.

The middle-aged Taoist trembled all over, and his body fell limp to the ground;

A golden light flashed, and this person suddenly opened his eyes and stood up straight. His eyes and expression were exactly the same as that of the old Taoist who had just made a move!

"Dementor..."

Dizang murmured: "That's it, I really want to thank Teacher."

The Divine Beast bowed its head and sighed, and said: "Master, if you can't resist one day, you should set me free early and let me find another good family.

You teach, and you really don’t treat living beings as living beings. "

Dizang frowned and said, "Speak carefully."

Di Ting turned his head slowly, and continued to listen, those noisy 'heart voices' who were getting closer to Lingshan, didn't say anything more.

at the same time;

On the big white cloud that came to Lingshan.

The immortals of the Three Teachings are not flying fast at this time, one is to maintain the formation, and the other is to put more pressure on the West.

At this moment, Master Xuandu stood in front of all the immortals of the Taoist sect, and if he wanted to talk about pressure, he certainly had it;

After all, I am used to being lazy on weekdays, and I have never brought so many juniors and juniors to make trouble together.

At this time, on the Taoist side, the decision-making power was concentrated in the hands of him, Duobao, and Guangchengzi. Every step he took, he had to carefully consider and analyze the consequences.

Ever since the rise of the human race and the fall of the Demon Emperor, the archmage has rarely bothered so much, and his train of thought is a little sluggish at this time.

But, no problem!

There is also a magic weapon here [Junior Junior Brother with Gold Medal from Human Education, Great Minister of the Imperial Envoy of the Jade Emperor, and the Laojun said yes after using it, and the Taoist sect has been croaking since then]... Cough, quasi-junior!

Not at this time, when?

Therefore, the great mage pinpointed the Paper Daoist who was hiding in the sleeve of Daoist Huanglong, and asked by voice:

"Chang Geng, how do you think the West will respond?"

Li Changshou considered his words for a while, and replied: "If they are smarter, they will never admit to this matter, no matter whether they are messing around or being shameless, and finally let this matter go."

Hearing the words, the Archmage couldn't help being puzzled, and asked, "This should be the most obvious idea, why is it still so clever?"

Li Changshou explained with a smile: "Master, you always have this kind of problem.

This method seems simple, but it is actually a manifestation of resisting the pressure of Taoism.

The result obtained by relying on one's own efforts is actually not evidence. If this matter gets mixed up, it will easily be confused. After all, it was just a rumor.

In this way, the prestige of the West will not be damaged, and the Western Church will be united in this matter. "

"Ok?"

Daoist Duobao suddenly turned his head to look at the archmage, and asked via voice:

"Brother Xuandu is negotiating with Chang Geng? How about we discuss it together?"

The great mage nodded with a smile, Taoist Duobao had already taken out a conch-shaped spiritual treasure from his sleeve.

This spirit treasure revealed a dao rhyme to each of the archmage, Master Huang Long, Guang Chengzi, Li Changshou's Paper Daoist, and Zhao Gongming, and they immediately talked with each other in a very secretive manner.

Li Changshou's eyes lit up, what a baby!

The archmage repeated the question just now, and Li Changshou explained it again.

Zhao Gongming asked: "Then, what are the tricks that are not clever?"

Li Changshou smiled and said: "Brother, the best strategy is to find someone responsible, let him use the excuse of being bullied by Brother Zhao, wait for the opportunity to retaliate, spread rumors and make trouble, and take care of the whole matter, so that we can all Unable to put pressure on Lingshan.

Only in this way, it shows that the West is still afraid of our Taoist sect, which is not good for the hearts of the people in their teachings, and directly loses the skin of the West. "

"What's the worst plan?" Master Huanglong asked with a frown, "Could it be the Great Formation Fengling Mountain, why not just be a turtle?"

"Senior brother Huanglong saw blood for a while, this is indeed the worst strategy they can choose," Li Changshou said in a deep voice, "If we attack Lingshan by force, we will attack the saint, and it is easy to be bitten by them."

Master Xuandu smiled and said: "Chang Geng, we go to Lingshan this time, can we have any clever plan, let them suffer and dare not speak up, we can still show off our prestige, and the Western religion will not hate it."

"Brother..."