The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

Ao Shen was horrified and stood there as if he were standing tall among the chickens. When Boyu pulled Ao Shen, Ao Shen shook his head and sat on the futon again.

No name, no taboo, respect heaven and earth.

This sounds like there is nothing wrong with it. A saint has great love and is selfless.

But in Ao Shen's eyes, the Immortal Lord in front of him seemed to have something in his words, as if he was hinting at something!

The Taoist glanced at Xizhou and said calmly: "In this way, my way has been completed, and it is time to merge with the way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, three thunders sounded in the chaos, and the Taoist transformed into countless stars and flew towards that side of the world.

The world that was originally shrouded in slain tribulation instantly regained its clarity, and countless laws circulated between heaven and earth.

A new order began to emerge between heaven and earth.

The Daluo monks in the main hall, whether it was true or false, could not help but feel sad.

Crying to the heavens and the earth, tears streaming down the face, and mournful sounds resounded throughout the hall.

It's like his biological father is dead.

After all, he is a saint after joining the Tao. He still has to walk in heaven and earth. If he doesn't pretend to be sad, he will be blamed by the saint if he doesn't keep it all.

How sad you are pretending to be, is there any possibility of leaving a good impression on the saint of Hedao?

The more he thought about it, the louder he cried, and all kinds of wailing sounds echoed in the hall.

The crying Boyu was really sad. In Boyui's eyes, this saint was too selfless.

Not only did he preach to heaven and earth, he even finally used his body to preach to heaven and earth, leaving nothing behind!

This great love moved Boyuan's face!

Boyuan wiped his face with his sleeves, looked at Aoshen who was sitting there silently, and whispered: "Fellow Taoist, the teacher is gone! Wuwuwu..."

Ao Shen glanced at the crying Boyuan and couldn't help but feel upset.

When I traveled to the present day, I originally thought that everything was under my control, but now there is an existence like myself, and I have reached the realm of Hedao before me.

Then don’t you have to be more careful with all your plans now?

Otherwise, wouldn’t he be plotted by the other party at any time?

Ao Shen's face became increasingly ugly. Such things beyond his control caused Ao Shen to lose a lot of opportunities.

It was also the first time that Boyui saw Aoshen whose face turned so ugly. The feeling of oppression caused Boyui, who was still crying, to involuntarily hold the futon and move his buttocks, farther away from Aoshen.

The monks in the main hall were confused for a while. After crying for a long time and feeling that it was not interesting anymore, they were surprised to find that the door of the main hall behind them opened at some point.

The saints are all in harmony, and they have been crying for so long, why are they still here?

Slip away, slip away!

Now the new order of heaven and earth has begun, the realms have been re-divided, and the sphere of influence left behind after the three tribes were suppressed...

What's more important is that the future immortal positions have been locked up, leaving only the Western Eighteenth.

You have to go back and retreat, understand your own Tao, see how to integrate yourself into the Tao, and seize the immortal position, which is the most important thing!

Thousands of Da Luo monks began to call their friends and leave the hall.

The formations and tools on the side also stood up and left the hall.

The black-robed demon once again turned into a black wind and disappeared from the place.

Gradually, only Ao Shen and Boyuan were left in the hall.

This made Bo Yi unable to sit still. Looking at the futon that was casually abandoned in Western Zhou Dynasty, Bo Yi's eyes lit up!

This is a futon placed by a saint. It belongs to a saint, so it can be considered a good treasure, right?

Boyuan glanced at Aoshen, stood up and started picking up the rags.

One, two, three....

When he picked up the ninth one, Aoshen's voice suddenly sounded, which made Boyui tremble all over and almost threw away all the futons in his hands.

Ao Shen didn't know when he stood up and shouted loudly towards the empty cloud bed: "Ao Shen invites the saint to appear!"

Boyuan, who was holding a stack of futons, suddenly panicked and said in a low voice: "Fellow Taoist, just now the saint has become a Taoist. Now maybe he has..."

Before he could say the two words, Boyuan felt a chill on his neck. He turned his head and looked, his eyes almost popping out of his head.

The saint who had already joined the Tao didn't know when he was sitting on the cloud bed, but his figure was somewhat transparent!

"Fuck, I almost lied behind the saint's back just now!" The frightened Boyui held a stack of futons and stared blankly at the reappearance of the saint, freezing on the spot.

But the saint did not blame Boyu, but said with interest: "Nine counts, just take eight!"

After speaking, he raised his hand, and the futon originally picked up by Boyuan disappeared into Boyuan's hand.

"I'm dead! I stole the saint's things and was caught by the saint!" Boyui looked at the stack of futons he was holding in his hand with a sad face. He couldn't put it down or hold it up.

"Sage, I just saw fellow Taoists littering everywhere..." Just as he was about to open his mouth to make amends, Boyui's eyes blurred and he was sent out of the hall.

Boyao outside the main hall looked at the eight futons in his hands and didn't turn his head for a while.

"Is this considered the saint bestowing a treasure on himself?"

...

Compared with Boyao who picked up the leak, Ao Shen looked at the saint. The pressure coming from the person in front of him made Ao Shen have a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Compared with the person in front of him, the difference between himself and the person in front of him is like the difference between an ant and a big tree. The trump card in his hand is of no use at all!

"Why did I come out mute?" The saint looked at Ao Shen in front of him and asked with a smile on his face.

Faced with the saint's inquiry, Aoshen asked after a long time: "Do you know me?"

The saint blinked and said, "What do you mean?"

When the sage asked such a question, Ao Shen didn't know how to answer.

what?

Ask the saint in front of you if he has traveled from the future like you?

Ask the saint in front of you whether he is an enemy or a friend?

Ask the saint in front of you where he came from?

Aoshen asked himself, if a saint asked himself these questions, he would definitely not answer them. After all, this is his biggest secret!

The saint pointed at the white jade ruler around Aoshen's waist and said, "Can I take a look at this?"

Ao Shen glanced at the white jade ruler at his waist, hesitated for a moment, and then held it up with both hands.

The saint touched the white jade ruler, and there was an inexplicable look in his eyes, and he said softly: "It is a good treasure, it is natural, but it is not beautiful!"

His fingers brushed the end of the white jade ruler, and a bright light appeared on the white jade ruler.

Then the sage threw the white jade ruler to Ao Shen with satisfaction.

Ao Shen hurriedly caught the white jade ruler. The two lines of small words at the end of the white jade ruler made Ao Shen stunned for a moment:

The so-called:

"There is no beginning to a door, there is an end to a novel!"