My brother is so stable

Guang Chengzi opened his mouth and said: "If you follow what you said, fellow Taoist, then this time the West spread rumors and slandered the Taoist sect to stop teaching, wouldn't it be embarrassing for my Uncle Tongtian?"

"It's just a rumor, why is the saint involved?"

Another old Taoist of Lingshan 'stepped forward' and said with a smile: "What happened today is actually just a personal grievance between two people. The Daoist sect and my Western religion are both established by the sage, why are you so rigid.

It's better to let Fellow Daoist Zhao Gongming decide for himself. "

"Tut tsk tsk," Master Taiyi said leisurely, "The West is really powerful, we talk about reason, you just talk about skin, we talk about skin, you start talking about feelings again.

All the good things have been said by your western sect, so co-authoring means that my Taoist sect is bullying the weak today? "

The old Taoist said with a smile: "The poor Taoist didn't mean that, but fellow Taoist said so..."

"That's right," Master Taiyi nodded slowly, interrupted the old man's words, and said calmly: "We are here today to pinch you soft persimmons, beat you if you don't accept it, and hold back if you accept it."

Li Changshou almost laughed out loud when he heard this.

This real Taiyi is also an interesting person.

During the exchange of words between the two sides, the West was already overwhelmed, which made Li Changshou quite emotional.

Taoist immortals seem to be relatively simple types on weekdays, because the Taoist sect has been peaceful for too long, and they don't have to bother with intrigue or anything.

Today, showing a little bit of sharpness in speech shows the true qualities of an immortal of the Three Religions.

At this time, Zhao Gongming ignored the gloomy faces of those old Westerners, looked down at the person at his feet, and put away the two Dinghaishen beads so that the person could speak.

"Tell me, how to spread rumors."

The middle-aged Taoist showed anger, but it quickly disappeared, and he was about to speak. Zhao Gongming took out an old scroll from his sleeve and threw it in front of the middle-aged Taoist.

"After the explanation, the oath still has to go."

This person's complexion changed again, this time he was under the control of Taoist masters, but he didn't even have a chance to stand up.

How can this oath be made?

Immediately, the truth is exposed, the prestige of the West is ruined, the face of the saint is plummeted, and the Western religion will become a laughing stock of the wild. If you say "you are destined to be with me in the West", you can only rely on spells to control people's minds!

All the old Taoists in Lingshan thought together, and the immortals of the Taoist sect pressed on every step of the way.

Zhao Gongming heard voices in his ears again, and it was Li Changshou who was carefully reminding...

"Brother, be careful, the saint is about to appear."

Almost as soon as Li Changshou finished speaking, the sky above Lingshan was filled with sunlight, and a sigh resounded in all directions, and many immortals of the Three Religions showed surprise in their eyes.

Can you really force the saints of the Western religion to show up today?

If the other sage showed up first, they would have achieved consummation today. Now that the prehistoric era is the era of the six sages, it would be a great victory to force the sage to show up once!

In the rays of the sun, clouds and mist condensed out of thin air, and pieced together a saint's dharma figure thousands of feet high.

The dharma phase slowly raised his hand, a golden light burst out from the cloud, and hit Zhao Gongming 'slowly'.

Zhao Gongming was about to fight back immediately, but suddenly there was a figure in front of him, and it was the archmage who came in a flash, blocking Zhao Gongming and a group of brothers and sisters from the Taoist sect behind him.

The Taiji map is displayed, and the Xuanhuang Pagoda is displayed!

Master Xuandu didn't say a word, there was a divine light in his eyes, Dao rhymes swirled around him, the Xuanhuang Pagoda above his head scattered Taoist Xuanhuang aura, and the Tai Chi diagram in his palm swelled in the wind.

When the golden light hit, there was a precious tree inside;

The treasure tree is several feet high, with few branches, but its branches and leaves are luxuriant. It shines with the spiritual light of the seven treasures, contains the innate Dao, and is blessed with the unique Dao rhyme of the saint!

This tree is called the Seven Treasures Miao, and this treasure has seen Hunyuan Dao.

Sooner or later, the tree of the Seven Treasures came across, and the target was actually the middle-aged Taoist in front of Zhao Gongming.

Taijitu blocked it halfway, but in a blink of an eye it only turned into a diameter of three feet, but blocked the flying treasure tree in the air.

One attack and one defense, the moment the two innate treasures came into contact, the aftertaste of the tremor of the avenue rippling, a [77] vertical shock wave swept up and down, and the spirit energy in a radius of [-] li was all restless.

Amidst the roar, the sea of ​​clouds disintegrated, the earth cracked, and a pale white mark was left in the sky, spreading tens of thousands of miles...

Look at the two treasures that have been stalemate for a while!

The yin and yang qi in the Taiji diagram rotated slightly, and for a moment, the wonderful tree of seven treasures was about to fall straight to the ground!

Fortunately, there was another dao rhyme engulfing the Qibao Miaoshu, and the Qibao Miaoshu flashed, returning to the cloud and fog dharma above the Lingshan Mountain.

The Great Master did not change his face, did not breathe for a long time, his own Dao Yun was safe and sound, he opened his left hand, and the Tai Chi diagram returned.

"Why did Master Uncle suddenly attack? But did I offend the face of the saint?"

The cloud and mist method spread a dao rhyme...

"Poverty Dao already knows what happened today. If there are villains who cause trouble, we will punish them in the West."

Just as Master Xuandu was about to continue speaking, the paper figurine in his sleeve raised his hand and poked his arm...

Take it when you see it, today is a big victory.

The great mage remained calm, stuffed the Qiankun ruler into his sleeve, and asked Li Changshou to hold it, so as to communicate directly with his mind.

As soon as Li Changshou got connected, he felt Ta Ye's crazy thoughts:

"Picture Boss Beer, Picture Boss Beer! That little sapling was broken by it! How dare you take out this seven-treasure potted plant and show it off!"

Then, I heard that somewhat cold, indistinguishable spiritual thought:

"The little apprentice is here, pay attention, you are also considered a senior."

Master Ta suddenly became quiet, just like Mei Tazi who has been quiet for years.

Say business, say business.

The archmage asked what to do next. He wanted to ridicule the West. The saint Zhunti had appeared twice, and he had the experience of the last time. If his side was too soft, he would only feel useless.

Li Changshou had already dealt with it, and under the cover of various treasures, he conveyed his thoughts word by word.

The archmage soon smiled confidently, looked up at the saint's portrait, felt the adoring gazes of all the juniors and sisters, and said loudly:

"Uncle, although this rumor is small, it almost caused a civil war between the two sects of Taoism."

A voice came from the cloud and fog: "Since the poor Taoist has spoken, there will be no cause and effect here. What dissatisfaction do you have?"

Many impatient Jiejiao Immortals wanted to refute directly, but Daoist Duobao suppressed them secretly with his breath.