Immortality Cultivation Era

At the foot of the mountain.

An old man in a chen shirt, walking astride his waist, walked lightly on the mountain road.

Beside him, a middle-aged man supported his arm.

"Xixian Academy is really not a good place for you. It is not bad to stay here," the old man said softly.

"Teacher, there is something unknown to the disciple."

"But it doesn't matter."

"Then don't say it."

"Huh?" The old man froze.

"If you have no room, you may not get married." The middle-aged man rubbed his nose and said with a smile.

The old man was in a daze for a while, and looked at the disciple around him with a complicated look. This was his most proud disciple, but now he is depressed, maybe there are his reasons, but more reasons are still in this disciple himself. The path under the body is chosen by myself. Some people choose the wrong way and get lost, but some people go wrong, but they have to go all the way to the black for the so-called Tao. Not hesitate.

"It's possible to say something like this, it seems that you feel something today." The old man sighed, "If you can get to know Xiao Yao earlier, maybe you can be more open-minded."

Middle-aged men are also very emotional.

"Although he is my student, I always feel that being my teacher is the greatest opportunity for me."

Then, the middle-aged man continued: "And, since I met him, I suddenly felt that life was still quite good. At the very least, there was another person who wanted to protect, but I was too weak."

"So?"

"So I'm here." The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a fine man's eyes, calmly calmly said, "Look, that kid hit Wu Wu from Wu's family, so Wu Lu's grandpa and father came, and the kid killed After Yang Xuan of the poison sect, Yang Nu's father Yang Nu went to seek revenge on him. He killed the guardian of the Jiuyang Sect, so the master of the Jiuyang Sect went out. I always feel that this is wrong."

"What's wrong?" The old man raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I think it's the children's own business. The children in their family can't beat my students. Then they have to pinch their noses to recognize it. Why are they one by one? The big one came here? Isn’t it just bullying Gao Ge without a backstage? Those people who are blessed with heaven and earth have nostrils, and they always feel that although my student is talented, he still has some distance from them. How to play around, is this really the case? I think they are not doing this right."

The old man's pace gradually accelerated.

The speed of middle-aged men is also raised.

"He Youniang was bullied. He went to Shanxi without saying anything. He wanted to vent his own students. At first, I thought this was wrong, but then I felt that if this is not right, there is nothing right in the world. He is also my student. I am a teacher. Because of him, I became the vice principal of Haicheng Xiuxian College. That position is really like sitting on a needle felt. I touched my chest several times and asked myself, do I deserve it? ? Why should I?"

The old man stopped.

The middle-aged man continued to run on the mountain road.

Obviously the distance between the two was constantly being pulled apart, but the voice of the middle-aged man still haunted the old man's ear.

"So, I am here today."

"I want to talk to those old guys."

"I have to let them understand that Gao Ge is not alone."

"I have to let them know that my Liu Zhongyi student is not a grass on the roadside."

"Teacher, you once told me that if the truth can't tell the other party, it's okay, it's a big deal to roll up your sleeves and ruthlessly do it."

"Today, I, Liu Zhongyi, uphold the words of the saints and cover the wind and the rain for my disciples."

Among the trees.

Murmured.

Countless voices walked through the woods.

There are also dozens of eyes, staring firmly at the two on the mountain road.

Close your eyes as if you could hear Dao Ming Jian Yin.

Lou Zhoutian stopped and looked at the apprentice who was moving away, the expression on his face filled with relief.

"Nine Yang Sect, three hundred people, one grand master, two masters. Poison Sect, fifty people, poison three thousand, Wu family, one hundred people, Xiaoshan Jianzong, two grand masters..."

For a long time, Lou Zhoutian slowly opened his eyes.

"Except those already on the mountain, is this forest among the trees waiting for the flag to die, and rushed up to kill Xingchenzong's people?" Lou Zhoutian sneered, "On these people's words... too not enough."

The back of the middle-aged man became more generous.

A ray of white light shone across the body.

"This is..." In the distance, another guardian of Jiuyang Sect suddenly glared his eyes.

"Guardian, who is that man?"

"Zhou Tian, ​​a disciple of Xiu Xian College, Liu Zhongyi." Grand Master Nufa frowned.

do not know why.

Suddenly he noticed that there was a terrifying miracle spreading on the guy named Liu Zhongyi.

suddenly.

A flash of light flashed through his mind and his face changed greatly.

"Not good, run!"

"Ah? Protector, isn't the patriarch already on the way? Are we going to evacuate?"

The Grand Master's Dharma Protector has no intention to explain this. He has rushed down the mountain at a very fast speed, and seems to want to leave this place in the shortest time.

The middle-aged man named Liu Zhongyi on the mountain road stopped slowly. He turned around and stood high, looking at the hundreds of murderous people hidden in the jungle with a sneering expression on his face.

For a long time, he narrowed his eyes, extended a finger, and wrote a word out of thin air.

No thick no pen.

Essence of God.

"punish."

Silently speaking in the mouth, speaking out the law.

In an instant, the wind blew, the treetops rustled, and thousands of pine needles flew from a distance.

"Disciple Liu Zhongyi, who has spent half his life, has not kept half of his moral integrity, never understood the words of the saints, and did not get the intention of a gentleman. Demon in the world!"

Raise your hand and fall.

The pine needles rustled and fell, like the roots of a king's needle, walking through the woods.

The screams kept coming.

He turned around and continued to move forward, taking a step forward, his body rose into the sky, a beam of light fell vertically from the sky, and enveloped it again, looking away, the old man with a white lantern in his hand, light He snorted softly.

"Off."

In an instant.

A gust of wind hit.

The shining white lotus who was suspended in midair by the elder lotus instantly lost his halo.

"broken!"

A "bang" sound.

The lantern shattered, and pieces of confetti flew in the air.

"Is it worth it?" Lou Zhoutian raised his neck, looked at the people in the sky, and asked gently.

His eyes fell on him, still with respect and respect. When he spoke, Lou Zhoutian could clearly perceive that the other party's tone was free and easy, and there was firmness in his eyes.

"Teacher, I may not be completely for him."

Lou Zhoutian slightly jaws, silently.