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

Ouyang looked at the old man in front of him, and said with some dissatisfaction: "You came to me at night, maybe you just want to pry the corner of the wall, right? Isn't the third child already driven by you to be some holy son?"

Dong Xuzi shook his head and said: "That's not the purpose of my coming, but this incident has completely answered the questions in my heart."

Ouyang signaled Dong Xuzi to continue.

Dong Xuzi looked at Ouyang and said: "When I was young, I wasn't a Daoist. I was a shit genius of an era, but even when I was young, I still experienced a catastrophe in the world of practice. , except for the Nine Great Holy Lands, almost all the schools of practice were destroyed, and countless souls perished."

"You mean, our era is going to experience a catastrophe?" Ouyang asked, looking at Dong Xuzi, thinking of what Tibetan Fox said.

Dong Xuzi didn't answer, but just looked up at the moon, and as the two of them rose higher and higher, they got closer and closer to the moon.

The huge moon exuded a pale yellow soft light, and Dong Xuzi's whole body was immersed in the soft light. With his back to the moonlight, Dong Xuzi looked at Ouyang like a fairy and said, "That's your business, I'm already old. But what I can do is probably to block some things for you before you grow up, just like your ancestors did back then."

Dong Xuzi's voice was serene and soft, but firm as an old lion protecting its cub under its wings.

"I'm so touched by you here at night, I might as well go home and sleep!" Ouyang looked at Dong Xuzi who was ready to die at any time, curled his lips and said in a low voice.

"Hahaha, people like to be more sentimental when they are older, boy, time waits for no one, you have to plan early." Dong Xuzi put down the glass, picked up the glass and poured it into his mouth.

The fruity wine dripped down his beard and wet his Taoist robe, Dong Xuzi looked unrestrained and unrestrained, not at all as dignified as the headmaster of the Holy Land in the past.

With the blessing of fine wine, Dong Xuzi told Ouyang about the dispute over the magic way thousands of years ago.

Amidst Dong Xuzi's plain words, a magnificent epic fairy battle slowly unfolded in front of Ouyang.

Everything weeps blood, and the bones of the dead are tens of thousands of miles away.

The big monk fell like rain, in order to protect the seeds of his own sect behind him to survive in this troubled world.

Dongxuzi's words were flat, and he spoke plainly about the great war thousands of years ago in a few sentences.

But Ouyang Ting's mood was ups and downs.

"Tao is Tao, very Tao," Dong Xuzi muttered to himself, suddenly a little angry, but the next moment he became relieved.

Dong Xuzi turned his head to look at Ouyang and said with a smile: "Don't you always say that my preaching is meaningless? Today I am here to teach you a different class!"

Ouyang looked at the head teacher Qing Yun who was rated as a decathlon by the system in front of him. At this moment, it seemed that the world was flowing in his eyes.

Dongxuzi shook his head and said, "Tao can be said, very Tao."

It's still the old-fashioned beginning, but Dong Xuzi turned his head and looked at the moon with piercing eyes and shouted:

"Tell him the way, go to him!"

The sound is like a big bell, shaking the world!

Dong Xuzi raised the floating dust in his hand, and the floating dust instantly became straight like a long sword. With a light leap, Dong Xuzi flew towards the sky, and the floating dust in his hand swung forward fiercely.

Like a splash of ink, the sword energy shines on the tip of the floating dust.

The endless sword energy is like cutting the sky and the earth, and a huge white long line lights up.

This decathlon was rated by the system, and the fairy-like headmaster Qingyun seemed to be struck normally, almost shaking the sky and the earth, and the billowing sword energy was churning in the depths of the sky.

And the target of Jianqi is the huge moon in front of him!

In the sky above the small mountain peak of Qing Yunzong, a sword energy piercing east and west suddenly lit up, drawing towards the moon like a silver line.

Under this sword energy, the huge moon seems to be divided into two halves!

The huge full moon was vaguely divided into upper and lower halves!

What a mighty power this is!

But in the next moment, the moon returned to normal, as if nothing had happened, but just when the moon was divided into two halves, a wave of Dao rhyme like mist rose from the middle of the two halves!

Something covered by heaven and earth emerges from the middle!

Under the vast sword energy, Dao rhyme circulated, and the sword rhyme sprinkled the entire Qingyun sect.

All Qing Yunzong sword cultivators felt something at the same time at this moment, and they all raised their heads to look at the sky.

At this moment, the sky opened like a gate of kendo, countless kendo insights fell from the sky, and the previously unknown and incomprehensible swordsmanship and swordsmanship suddenly became clear in his mind.

The sword cultivators of Qingyun Sect bowed towards the sky one after another. This is someone preaching their own way, using their body as a pen to teach the way of swordsmanship in the world.

Everyone seized the time to enter the cultivation, and the cultivation speed at this time tonight was more than several times faster than the usual cultivation speed.

As far as sword cultivators are concerned, they may not even encounter such a chance in their entire life!

Bai Feiyu and Leng Qingsong opened their eyes at the same time.

Bai Feiyu, dressed in white, flew up to the branch and stood with his hands behind his back. Looking at the countless sword rhymes in front of him, even as an ancient sword fairy, he couldn't help but click his tongue.

Now the world has cultivated the way of swords so far, even no less than the self in the previous life? ! !

And even use his own sword intent to uncover the true meaning of the sword way that was concealed by the world?

The monks of this era are even crazier than the immortals who feared the heavens and the earth in ancient times?

Leng Qingsong, dressed in black, stood with his sword in his arms, looking at the countless sword rhymes in the sky, although he knew that he was like an ant compared to the vast sword intent in front of him, but his eyes were full of fighting intent!

After all, one day I can do the same!

wrong!

It is stronger than this!

The two also bowed slightly towards the sky.

Tonight, there is a great sword cultivator who uses himself as a pen to connect the gates of the swordsmanship of heaven and earth, and preaches the swordsmanship for them, as a master.

Even if the two of them hone their sword intent with such vast sword rhyme, they will get huge benefits, so they should also salute.

Dong Xuzi was also a little tired, jumped on the futon, raised his head and took another sip of wine, raised his hand, and pointed towards the sky far away.

The direction of the finger is a flickering star!

The stars fell from the sky and landed in Dong Xuzi's hands.

Dong Xuzi waved the star in his hand towards Ouyang, and threw it to Ouyang like throwing a stone.

Ouyang caught the star carefully, and before he could see what it was, the star disappeared into his hands.

Dong Xuzi seemed to be drunk, lying on the futon and muttering to himself dreamily.

Ouyang also sat upright, bending over to salute Dong Xuzi.

Dong Xuzi at this moment is not the usual bad old man who upsets him.

because tonight,

There are immortals,

Zhan Yue, Reach for the Stars!