Asking Immortals: From the Republic of China to Marvel

"The name of this scripture is "Tao Te Ching". Grandmaster, please listen carefully: Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao. It can be named, but it is not named. Nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth, named, the mother of all things..."

Then Ye Wentian began to recite the Tao Te Ching. Gao Tianzun listened quietly. The more he listened, the more shocked he became. He thought about what kind of talented person could write such an earth-shattering work.

Time flowed slowly while Ye Wentian was reciting the sutra. It took nearly half an hour to finish reciting more than words. After reciting the entire Tao Te Ching, Ye Wentian exuded a mysterious and mysterious Tao Yun from all over his body, which made him feel very sad. People just find it incomprehensible.

"Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful!"

"Grandmaster, do you understand?"

"I seem to understand, but I don't understand."

"..."

Phew~ Ye Wentian was immediately speechless. He didn’t understand your wonderful hammer...

"Do you remember everything, Grandmaster?"

"remember."

"That's good, just think about it and understand it from time to time. Combined with your life, you will slowly discover how shocking the Tao Te Ching is!"

"After listening to you read it once, I just feel a flash of inspiration. No, I have to understand it carefully. I think what you said about understanding the entire sutra is invincible in the world. It is absolutely true!"

"I wish you a good harvest, Grandmaster. If nothing happens, I will leave first?!"

"I'd like to lend you some good advice. Please help yourself."

"..."

After Gao Tianzun replied, he fell into a daze. He probably began to recall the verses of the "Tao Te Ching" word for word in his mind.

Ye Wentian could only say secretly in his heart, I am not fooling you, but to what extent you can understand it depends on God's will. If you really have that understanding, there is no problem in transcending the universe.

Anyway, I don’t have the ability to fully understand the Tao Te Ching. Just like your reply of “I seem to understand but don’t understand”, it completely speaks to my heart...

While the thoughts of complaining flashed through his mind, Ye Wentian also instantly returned to the small Chonglou building located at the junction of the central area and B1.

At this time, Chu Yue was still waiting for Ye Wentian to come back in the living room on the fourth floor. While holding Hill in her arms, rubbing and squeezing her, she was also chatting with Hill.

"Hill, why hasn't Wentian come back yet? What do you think the grandmaster's purpose is for looking for him?"

Chu Yue lifted Hill up, stared at Hill's pure black eyes and murmured to herself, with undisguised worry in her expression.

"Oh~ Sister Chu Yue, with his shameless temperament, maybe he has a similar odor with the grandmaster right now and has made friends. What danger could there be?!"

When Hill heard the words, he immediately began to comfort him, but his words were full of all kinds of sarcasm towards Ye Wentian, and his milky voice was so angry that it was as if Ye Wentian had robbed him of candy.

"Speaking ill of me behind my back again? It seems I have to take some time to light up the sky lanterns for you."

"Yeah! I didn't say anything!"

Ye Wentian suddenly appeared in the living room, and when he spoke a word, Hill jumped three feet high. He quickly defended himself, making Chu Yue purse her lips and chuckle.

A smile also flashed across Ye Wentian's face, secretly thinking that this bastard was too funny. After Chu Yue laughed for a while, she stood up, took Ye Wentian's hand, and pulled him to the sofa.

"Are you okay?"

"Just a simple introduction."

While holding Ye Wentian's arm and clinging tightly to Ye Wentian, he asked.

Feeling the heat coming from his shoulders, Ye Wentian reached out and crossed Chu Yue's legs, hugging her in his arms and replying at the same time.

"Ah~ What are you doing... so embarrassing~"

Chu Yue felt Ye Wentian's movements and exclaimed softly subconsciously. She found that she was picked up and sat on Ye Wentian's legs. She then scolded in a low voice and her face turned red with embarrassment. It was said to be a rebuke, but in fact it was more like being coquettish.

Ye Wentian looked at the blushing and beautiful side face less than a palm away in front of him, and couldn't help but be a little crazy. Chu Yue felt the intense scrutiny, and her face blushed again, and she quickly put her face against Ye Wen's. On Tian's shoulder, he avoided looking.

"Shame, shame! Uncle Hill can't see it anymore!"

Ye Wentian was about to chat with Chu Yue for a while, but Hill interrupted the warm atmosphere at the moment. He complained and got into the Yunhun Card with a hiss.

……

Philadelphia.

An hour later, including the Bloody Hand Gang, Victor and others had already defeated eight underworld gangs and were traveling with an arms dealer.

Eight of the accompanying gunmen had already been killed, and the bullets were also sold out for a time. In the end, they were replenished with guns and ammunition in the arsenal of a gang that had been wiped out.

At this time, Victor and his party were killing each other in the headquarters of the Luofu Gang, the last of the four major gangs. As they advanced, gang members continued to fall, and the blood behind them stained the ground red. The scene was extremely terrifying.

As for Victor and even these carefully selected gunmen, none of them were unfit, and even most of them looked bloodthirsty, killing people like crazy.

Ye Wentian and the other three were rushing towards the Luofu Gang's headquarters at a very fast speed. In this hour, they had only finished intimidating the Laizha Gang and were traveling with an arms dealer.

It's not that the three of them didn't want to speed up, but they were delayed for half an hour in Leza Gang, because as soon as they entered and there was no movement, the three of them discovered that a master dance was taking place in the simple conference room in the center. Yes, dance. Great God!

A group of black men with chicken feathers on their heads, oil paint on their faces, and white cloths on their bodies were dancing around a handsome black man in the middle of the conference room.

This handsome black man is neither tall nor strong. He is a very ordinary person, but he has a mysterious power in his body. He is sitting on a wild throne made of cross-fixed bones of a large beast, accepting this ritual full of mental retardation. .

The black people dancing in the circle spoke the same Hausa language as Wakanda, and muttered something like God Leza, we are your most devout believers...please give us something.

Ye Wentian and Ye Qing can naturally understand them. Logan can speak eight languages. As one of the three major African languages, Hausa can also be understood. Most foreign languages ​​have similar pronunciations, except for some indigenous languages. .

The three of them hid outside the conference room and watched quietly. Ye Wentian used the method of space. The space where the three people are located is temporarily separated from the main space, and the breath and the like cannot be transmitted out at all. Unless the other party understands the way of space, they can feel the abnormality.

The energy in the body of the handsome black man in the middle became stronger and stronger as the dancing master continued, and soon his aura increased from the early stage of the day after tomorrow to the middle stage of the day after tomorrow.

The master dancers continued to dance, followed by the late stage of the day after tomorrow. After more than ten minutes, the dance reached perfection, and the ceremony began to change. The group of master dancers took out some unknown blood and began to draw on the delicate black body.

The inexplicable patterns in the blood paintings began to shimmer, and the strange scene coupled with the piety on the faces of a group of dancing masters made people feel indescribably weird.