The juniors are all bosses, so I can only hang up

This sentence seemed to drain Dong Xuzi's strength, and when Dong Xuzi finished speaking, his face was full of haggardness, and he no longer had the spirit of being a teacher.

Ouyang sat silently on the futon opposite Dong Xuzi, and silently accompanied Dong Xuzi.

"What kind of Tao do you think people who value love practice? The things they cherished disappear one after another, and then they are left to live alone for so long?" Dong Xuzi said with a smile and self-deprecating.

Speaking of this, Ouyang deeply agrees. In his previous life, he died decisively in that fire, which is really wise!

"Boy, those juniors of yours are more terrifying than us. Do you think the path they are going to take can be accepted by the world? Is it what you call justice?" Dong Xuzi suddenly looked at Ouyang strangely and asked .

Ouyang raised his eyebrows and asked back: "Then see whose fist is bigger than mine!"

"Hahaha, so, those people who are wrong in your mouth, will it be the opposite, and instead want to save the world from you little devils?" Dong Xuzi said with a deep meaning.

Ouyang's heart was shocked, and he looked at Dong Xuzi in disbelief, but Dong Xuzi said to himself: "Trial and error must have a chance to tolerate mistakes. If there is no chance to tolerate mistakes, then you can only make mistakes again and again. !"

Trial and error must be given a chance to tolerate mistakes, otherwise there is really no room for recovery.

This is Dong Xuzi's biggest pain, and he doesn't want Ouyang to experience it.

Leaving the opportunity for fault tolerance to Ouyang and his juniors who have not yet grown up is the only thing Dong Xuzi can do!

Dong Xuzi watched Ouyang change the subject and said, "Are you really going to keep this lotus on your head?"

"If I have a way to take it down, am I still holding it?" Ouyang said angrily.

Dong Xuzi smiled and raised his hand to reach Ouyang's head, and the golden lotus of the twelfth rank of merit flew obediently from Ouyang's hand to Dong Xuzi's palm.

"Have you already chosen the person?" Dong Xuzi asked inexplicably.

But Ouyang understood, what Dong Xuzi asked was whether the owner of this virtuous golden lotus had already made a choice.

Ouyang nodded, and said proudly: "Don't tell me, the person I chose is really suitable! No accident, he will still be your disciple!"

When Dong Xuzi heard Ouyang's words, his cheeks twitched. He didn't expect this kid to hit his apprentice who he hadn't seen yet.

Being able to inherit the mantle of myself and Hu Yun, I will take over the golden lotus of the twelfth-grade meritorious virtue of Buddhism in the future!

What kind of talent and luck is this apprentice who has never met before!

But I'm afraid that when we meet again, it's time for my apprentice to betray the Taoist sect and turn Hu into a Buddha!

Thinking about it, I feel that my fate is ill-fated, the eldest apprentice is crooked, the second apprentice is a demon, and this little apprentice who has never met has been plotted to betray the Taoist sect.

Is it true that Hu Yun told his own fortune that he would cut off his children and grandchildren?

Dong Xuzi looked depressed when he thought of the order Hu Yun had given him.

The two of them chatted one after another, talking about the customs and customs indicated on the map.

Half of the time, Dong Xuzi was talking and Ouyang was listening.

In the early years, Dong Xuzi wandered half the world to and fro to eliminate demons, what he saw and heard was beyond Ouyang's imagination.

Until there was nothing more to say, the two fell into silence again.

Ouyang broke the silence and asked instead, "How long?"

Since Dong Xuzi can say such words today, it is also a disguised admission that there will be a catastrophe in the future!

Dong Xuzi shook his head and said, "No one knows how and when it will come, or who will let it come?"

Ouyang lowered his head and his heart was like a mess. Chen Changsheng, the third son of his family, is a reborn person. The catastrophe in the future must be very serious, otherwise Chen Changsheng's character would not be so paranoid.

When Ouyang really couldn't think of what the future catastrophe would be.

Fairy?

If they were all trash like Qi Zu, this immortal would be mediocre, and they would all have to read his Xiaobai's book of conferred gods!

So the immortal La is also worthy of setting off the so-called catastrophe?The future experienced by Changsheng is really a bunch of waste!

Demons?

Ouyang is not afraid of the demons coming to the world at all now, but rather looks forward to how powerful the demons will be, can they stop their second son's sword?

How can there be any catastrophe?

This is the point that puzzles Ouyang the most, and it is also the place that makes Ouyang most puzzled.

Dongxuzi said with a smile: "Don't think about it, after the great calamity of the immortals, countless celestial beings have not guessed that after the fall of the immortals, the world will usher in the second catastrophe so soon, only your brain can think of the next catastrophe." What is robbery?"

Ouyang said a little dissatisfied: "Countless Tianjiao? Are there those guys squatting on my small mountain?"

Ouyang's words made Dong Xuzi dumb for a while, don't tell me, Dong Xuzi has lived for such a long time, and he has never met a group of rebellious talents like Xiao Shanfeng.

Any one on the small mountain can influence an era if you pick it up casually, but Hu Yun forcibly blends it on a mountain!

Seeing Dong Xuzi who was dumbfounded by himself, Ouyang couldn't help but feel complacent, but then the expression on his face collapsed again, and he asked in a low voice: "Old man, if you really come, don't rush me to your death! "

The monks in this world don't know what urine is, and rushing to die seems to be the right thing to do, and even a little proud?

Thinking of Hu Yun's triumphant look on the day of his death made Ouyang feel tight in his chest.

Now that he knows what the future will look like, and knows what kind of pee Dongxuzi is, Ouyang first puts eye drops on Dongxuzi in advance.

When Dong Xuzi heard Ouyang's words, he rolled his eyes and said, "You kid, can't you hope that I will be better? With my cultivation, I can't survive the catastrophe? Let you worry about me here? It's ridiculous!"

How does this sound like: After this battle, I will go home and get married.

This old man just likes to set up endless banners for himself!

Ouyang stood up and bowed slightly towards Dong Xuzi and said: "The predecessors die as the latecomers. This sentence can be broken from us. If we want to use the lives of the predecessors to find a future, it will appear that we You don't have any skills, just be your Qing Yunzong's head teacher, and leave the rest to us!"

After finishing speaking, Ouyang turned around and left the attic, walking casually in a green shirt, Dong Xuzi was in a daze.

"Are you old after all, you can see things blurry!" Dong Xuzi muttered to himself looking at Ouyang's back.

After sitting for an unknown amount of time, Dong Xuzi stretched out his hand, and the huge map behind him shrank into the size of a palm, and Dong Xuzi held it with his backhand.

"Predecessors die as latecomers? That's really good!"

Dongxuzi let out a long sigh, clenched his fists, and disappeared on the spot.