The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Lao Dao suddenly understood the identity of the boy in front of him.

Only the way of heaven can influence the spirit of heaven and earth and follow the rules of the great way at will.

The boy lifted the long hair on his forehead and nodded softly: "Yes, but neither is it."

"What do you mean." The old way frowned.

The young man walked slowly with his hands on his back, relaxed like an old lady who had eaten a meal and went out for a walk.

"I am just an incarnation of the way of heaven. I am just and selfless, in charge of the rewards of good and evil in the world."

The young man thought for a while, and continued: "In your world, this kind of person is usually called Master Qingtian."

The boy said and looked at the girl, smiling affectionately: "The little girl has been outside for so long, it's time to go home with me."

The girl's body couldn't help but shudder, and subconsciously hid beside the old way.

From beginning to end, the teenager was gentle and beneficial, and did not show any malicious intent towards a few people.

"Master Qingtian?" Lao Dao sneered, pointing to the corpse on the ground and said: "Master Qingtian, do you just kill people like this?"

Facing the veteran question, the young man shook his head gently, still smiling gently.

"They are all, um, how do you say? In your words, they are the unforgivable people who have more than guilty deaths."

"Good and evil are rewarded, isn't that what you want to see most?"

The old Dao suddenly didn't know how to answer the conversation, and the young man seemed to be right.

The boy nodded gently: "Do you think I am right?"

The veteran wanted to nod his head involuntarily, but suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the old Dao's eyes suddenly opened: "You are affecting my state of mind."

The boy shrugged, walked over to the three of them, and muttered, "I'm just saying the right thing."

Old Dao stretched out his hand to protect the two little guys behind him.

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound above the sky, and countless black clouds gathered above the head.

Following the young man's steps, countless thick blue thunder snakes crashed down.

The whole world is trembling non-stop.

"The Dao of Heaven has been weak for a long time and needs to be reorganized. After the aura of heaven and earth recovers, this matter has no time to delay."

"The heavens sent Liuli Wushou's body into the world, and only waited for it to grow up to complete the heavens. Now is the time.

The boy walked up to the three of them and stretched out his hand to the girl.

"It's time to go home, you should complete your mission." The teenager said with a smile.

The little Taoist stopped at the girl, although his whole body was trembling, but he still didn't mean to step back.

"What complements God, she is a little girl who can do such a big thing? Are you telling a joke?"

The little Taoist's voice trembled a little.

The boy shook his head and said, "You are still young, and you may not understand it. Let me put it another way."

"Don't you have something called a computer?"

"If you compare the world to a computer, then Tiandao is the program that runs the computer, and now this program has a little problem, and a patch is needed to fix this problem, and she is this patch."

"So you should understand."

Before entering Wudang, the little Taoist was an internet addict, and he naturally understood what he said.

The little Taoist looked back at the girl, his eyes full of puzzlement, how good a girl was, how could it become a patch?

The girl looked at the teenager, shook her head fiercely, and held the golden trumpet tightly in her hand.

The boy looked at the little horn with interest: "This thing is very special, it can hide you, even I can't find it, it's really interesting."

The breath of the old Dao's body rushed out wildly, and the two kinds of black and white auras separated the world.

"If you are a god, it's not good to embarrass a little girl."

The veteran look dignified and opened his posture.

The boy smiled: "The purpose of her existence is to complement the heavens and make the world more stable. These little guys don't understand, you should understand."

The old man glanced back at the girl, her face full of panic and fear.

The old man said categorically, "I know everything you say, but she is just a little girl."

The young man sighed helplessly, full of sympathy.

"Everyone in the world is like this, can't tell right from wrong."

As the boy spoke, golden chains stretched out from the air.

A mysterious rune is engraved on the iron chain.

For a time, the sky and the earth shook, and the road roared.

"Avenue Chains."

The old Dao's face changed, and the black and white in the air quickly merged into a huge Tai Chi pattern.

But this majestic Tai Chi pattern was easily shattered by the chains of the avenue in the air.

Blood spurted from the old crossing, and the whole person was instantly wilted.

The boy gently raised his hand, and a small tornado suddenly appeared under the girl.

The little Taoist couldn't hold the girl, and the tornado took the girl into the air.

"Let her go."

A wooden sword appeared in the hands of the little Taoist, slashing frantically at the young man.

The young man glanced at the little Daoist lightly, and the little Daoist's body suddenly burned crazily.

The screams resounded throughout the world.

The girl watched all this in the tornado, tears gushing out.

"Qing breeze." The old Taoist eyes were eager to split: "You are a heavenly way, but you want to kill innocent people. What's the difference between this and a beast."

The old-fashioned beard and hair are all fluffy, and the violent breath swells his clothes.

The young man still has that gentle appearance: "You monks, you are going against the sky. It's just between my thoughts to kill or not to kill."

The golden chains stretched to the old road, and the roaring road rules around it tightly confine the old road.

In front of this so-called way of heaven, everything seemed a little ridiculous.

Seeing the golden chain, it was about to be rolled to Lao Dao's side, and a monstrous demon gas suddenly came out diagonally.

This demonic energy violently hit the chain.

The golden chains paused slightly, and the next moment, they would smash the devilish energy.

Taking advantage of this moment of space, a group of people suddenly appeared and rescued the old Dao.

"Zhang Zhenren, are you okay?"

"Captain Xu."

Lao Dao shook his head and looked sadly at the little Taoist priest who had been burned to ashes. Lao Dao burst into tears.

This team is exactly Xu Jianjun and others.

"Let's leave here first."

Xu Jianjun looked at the dense golden chains around him, made a decisive decision, and was about to leave.

However, before there was time to move, the whole earth began to tremble.

The hard ground, at this moment, turned like boiling water.

Everyone was unstable and was overturned to the ground.

At the same time, those golden chains were twisting to everyone at extreme speed.

Everything came too quickly, too suddenly, and everyone didn't even realize what was happening at this time.

At this moment, a desolate melodious horn sounded.

Golden ripples rippling out of the tornado in the sky.