"This is the Eight Masters!"
A few words, full of heroic spirit.
Everyone felt relieved, as if they could see the Eighth Sword Immortal who was so high-spirited and defeated all the people in the world, and they could also see the Eighth Sword Immortal who is now down and out, but still happy and contented.
However, it doesn't matter whether it is a heavenly immortal who has "three breaths of innateness and three years of sword immortality", or a banished immortal who has returned and refined his spirit the day after tomorrow.
From the sentence "How can I not be so happy", we can see that his state of mind has never been troubled.
Success and failure seem to be nothing more than a life experience in his eyes, and everyone can be happy.
Not pleased, not to have compassion.
This state of indifference and detachment is surprising.
The way of swordsmanship, the way of spiritual refining, and even the Three Thousand Great Dao... A practitioner may need talent, perseverance, or opportunity.
But no matter what, "heart" is the most indispensable.
"How can you not be free and happy when you become a banished immortal?"
Many spiritual refiners murmured this sentence, and they vaguely understood why the Eight Masters were the Eight Masters, and they could only become the Eight Masters, but they could only feel ashamed.
How can a person with such a Taoist heart fail to achieve something even if he only uses three parts of his talent and three parts of his efforts
This is what God is chasing after and feeding!
Even if he is not familiar with sword cultivation, he will master it in other ways at a certain moment, right
"How can you not be free and easy? How can you not be free and easy..."
Above the void, the condescending sky was blocked by a word, but he himself wanted to clap his hands and scream in admiration.
He really didn't expect that Ba Zunzhen could easily resolve and counterattack the few words he said that were explicit and implicit.
But if you think about it carefully...
Too!
Is this guy an ordinary person, whose mood fluctuates for a few words from outsiders
Unlike Rao Yaoyao who externalizes his emotions and Xu Xiaoshou who can bend and stretch, no matter how downcast he looks now, the pride in his bones has never weakened.
This can be seen from the three words "banishing the immortal":
He never thinks that he has failed, he is just temporarily in the mortal world and experiencing the world of mortals.
When the deadline is up, he will finally soar to the top of the sky.
"What happened back then really didn't have any impact on him?"
"Everyone thinks that he has been in decline for thirty years. Is there a possibility that... he just actively slowed down and chose another path of cultivation?"
Dao Qiongtian had miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, and his thoughts turned elsewhere, as if he had glimpsed the thoughts of the Eight Masters.
If it were anyone else, he would never believe that someone could take the initiative to make such a choice and choose silence.
If the Eight Deities are familiar with it, anything is possible.
So, is there anything worthy of the eight masters of "three-breath innateness, three-year sword immortal" who give up their rapid advancement and instead choose to spend more than thirty years to accumulate, just to accumulate more and more, and become a blockbuster
After Dao Qiongcang settled his thoughts, the child's hole slowly enlarged.
He shook his head slightly and said to the person below in a rather sad tone:
"Eight Masters, Eight Masters, what should I say... Really worthy of you?"
"So far, do you think you can do it?"
—What is the Taoist Palace Master saying
In such a huge battlefield, no one could understand the inner and outer meaning of Dao Qiongang's words, which suddenly turned to the sky.
On top of the ruins, Ba Zunzun just chuckled, bent down in the rubble, and picked up a fistful of sand with his left hand with only four fingers.
Everyone looked at him, not knowing why he was doing this. Even Dao Qiongcang was confused.
When Ba Zunzun stood up straight again, he only gently released his four fingers, letting the wind roaring around the world after the war carry away the quicksand on his fingertips little by little.
Until the gravel was almost gone, a small, black, seemingly lifeless worm appeared in his palm.
The world is quiet, even the wind is waiting.
Bazun's fingertips gently stroked the cold black insect, slowly closed his eyes, and said calmly:
"Chen Sha doesn't know what Panding is, and Chun Chong doesn't know what eternal life is... So, I don't know how to talk to you about this matter."
"In your world, I am too crazy. In my eyes, this is a normal step. Take a step forward."
Bazun took one step forward, raised his head, and looked at his former opponent from afar.
For a long time, he laughed out loud, but in the end he couldn't say anything more:
"How can a summer insect talk about ice? It scolds the turtle and laughs at the Kunpeng!"
"Whatever you think!"
This time, let alone Dao Qiongtian, everyone could hear the disdain in the words of the Eight Masters.
I've heard that the Eighth Sword Immortal is crazy!
But few people can imagine that one day they will be able to experience this wanton and arrogance firsthand.
Even the unpredictable gods and ghosts in the sky are not from the same world in the eyes of his eight masters
He actually thought that Dao Qiongcang couldn't understand him because his level was not enough
"hiss!"
All the onlookers in the venue took a sharp breath, and couldn't help but become more curious about what the Eight Lords were up to.
What is it that even the Dao Palace Master cannot accept
Bigger than the sky, more difficult to calculate and imagine than the situation on Void Island
Only in the distance, outside the office, hugging Lei Xi'er who was still sleeping soundly, Xu Xiaoshou, with a few strands of silver hair held up by the wind pinned to her red lips, could vaguely understand what Dao Qiongcang said.
I still remember that after the battle in the Eighth Palace, the Saint Slaves shrank into a dark cave.
At that time, the Eight Masters were still guiding Xu Xiaoshou.
Even when she was still in the Mu Zixi period, Lei Xi'er overheard the conversation between the two.
When talking about the meaning of "unless you become a saint, you will always be a slave", Ba Zun once mentioned the reason for his canonization:
"The Saint is too slim, and the Saint Emperor has no way to save himself."
"So I want to become a god, and I will wait until the day I draw my sword again to cut this filthy world into a bloody mess."
At that time, Xu Xiaoshou and even Mu Zixi thought that such remarks were too high-minded and false, and they later regarded them as a joke.
Is there any situation that the Semi-Saint and the Holy Emperor cannot break
Now that the battle on Void Island is over, Lei Xi'er believes that if Xu Xiaoshou wakes up again, he will be like himself and understand that the Eight Masters have never joked about it.
"Feng Shen..."
"Going beyond the semi-saints and the holy emperors, directly pointing to the realm of deity and ancestor..."
"Is this his ambition?"
Lei Xi'er pursed her lips silently and glanced down at Xu Xiaoshou in her arms.
She felt that if she only relied on herself, she might never have such a crazy idea in her entire life.
But with Xu Xiaoshou here, thinking about it at this time, he could calmly accept this crazy existence.
Those who are sleeping soundly in their arms may have no less aspirations than this.
On the horizon, there is not much good color left on Dao Qiongcang’s face.
Precisely because of the importance he attached to it, he could not turn a deaf ear to the words of the Eight Masters and ignore them just like what others said.
But when I think about it carefully, it’s still too irritating!
After so many years, the Eight Masters are still so arrogant, even others in the sky have not been able to penetrate into his Dharma eyes
Oh, how noble!
Dao Qiongcang sneered, and soon regained his composure, saying noncommittally: "Every line is like a mountain, I can only wish you success."
"But I can't wish you success!" Bazun Shisui retorted and pointedly said, "Young master, I don't know others, but I know a little bit about your thoughts..."
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After a pause, Bazun glanced in the direction of Lei Xi'er. To be precise, he looked at Xu Xiaoshou, and then slowly shook his head:
"I advise you, it's best not to."
Dao Qiongcang narrowed his eyes and remained silent.
At the right time, Xu Xiaoshou, who was in Lei Xi'er's arms, squeaked and opened his eyes, just in time to catch Bazun's moving gaze.
"Are they talking about me?" He "perceived" and understood the whole scene.
"Are you awake?" Lei Xi'er was surprised.
"No, it's because you're old and dim... Are they talking about me?"
"Cursed, passive value, +1."
Lei Xi'er's beautiful eyes turned cold, and she threw Xu Xiaoshou out and spat: "You think too much, are you so important?"
"I'm so important!" Xu Xiaoshou muttered, still standing in the air, feeling the cool breeze, which was obviously not as sweet as nephrite's warm embrace, and he suddenly regretted waking up.
But it is more important to sense the sea of qi immediately.
Not long after, Xu Xiaoshou saw that his Qi Sea was depleted and his Dao Foundation was damaged.
His heart skipped a beat, and Xu Xiaoshou's face turned pale.
"How are you?" Lei Xi'er supported the fool who staggered and almost fell.
"It's okay, there's no big problem..." Xu Xiaoshou waved his hands while cursing in his mind.
The air cracked and the turtle cracked, it turned out that the foundation of the road was damaged!
His passive skills were moving around like crazy, but they only managed to bring him back to life. I don't know if the remaining injuries could be recovered.
Even if it can, judging from this speed...
How long will it take to get back to the previous state
"Isn't it really irreparable?"
"Sure enough, to forcefully accept the power of the Four Holy Emperors, and finally use the sword to kill Hannya after exhaustion, is too forced!"
Xu Xiaoshou's expression turned strange, and finally he calmed himself down.
No big deal, no big deal...
The eight masters lost two of their fingers, and they have not been able to recover after so many years, and they can still continue to practice swordsmanship.
The injuries on his body should be insignificant.
He was doing psychological counseling on his own here. When Lei Xi'er saw Xu Xiaoshou's indifferent "don't care" look, she knew that this guy was in big trouble.
She didn't say much, she just grabbed Xu Xiaoshou's hand with her backhand and kept her company quietly.
"Being worried, passive value, +1."
"Don't worry..." Xu Xiaoshou was talking, and his body suddenly stiffened. He felt that his hands were numb, and they were sleeveless and red and burnt.
Soon he glanced sideways and looked at the battlefield, "What are they talking about?"
Lei Xi'er glanced at him: "Talk about something specious and something ordinary people can't understand."
"that is you!"
"Um?"
"Oh, I mean come and listen, maybe I can understand."
"Oh, you are so smart."
Lei Xi'er glanced at him coldly, no longer intending to argue with the injured, and told the two of them what they had just said.
Xu Xiaoshou stroked his chin thoughtfully.
The Eight Masters knew that their plans were very big, and Dao Qiongcang’s plans were probably not small.
But the former seals the sword in order to confer godhood, but what is the latter’s purpose
Same
Or is it something else, but with the same purpose
Xu Xiaoshou's mind suddenly flashed into the jade-like arm that Dao Qiongcang had shown before, which was powerful enough to defeat the Bluestone Holy Emperor from the Divine Prison.
Recalling that the saucy old Taoist was actually a crazy person who looked calm on the outside but was crazy on the inside. He was also stopped by the Five Holy Emperors' families because of some research.
Xu Xiaoshou had a few guesses in his mind.
Maybe the Tao is different, but what the Tao Qiongcang plans is not much lower than the road to becoming a god that the Eight Masters are familiar with, and is even more shocking
The two of them fell into a brief stalemate in the distance, like old friends meeting again. They looked at each other for a long time, clearly affectionate.
Xu Xiaoshou looked at it with the corners of his lips curling up.
But the confrontation between the two quickly collapsed.
Dao Qiongcang suddenly laughed, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth: "How can a summer insect talk about ice? It scolds the turtle and laughs at the Kunpeng!"
Ba Zunzun then flicked the dead worm away from his palm and said softly: "The ant will follow the example and lead the way to death."
"Ba Zunzun, you are too crazy!"
"You will fail if your virtue is not up to par. This is why you were stopped, so give up."
"you… "
"It's just a piece of advice, nothing more. It's up to you whether you listen or not."
Ba Zunzhen waved his hand and interrupted what Dao Qiongcang was saying, obviously not wanting to say more.
Buzz!
Just as Dao Qiongcang was about to argue, the Void Island trembled, and the power of the Holy Emperor on all sides was gathering rapidly.
"Hmm." Lei Xi'er groaned, and the white flames ignited on her body again.
Although the white flames did not harm her, it was the power of the Holy Emperor after all. Even if she was a supreme demon body, she still had to endure the pain caused by the appearance of the power.
Xu Xiaoshou has personally experienced this kind of pain and naturally knows it.
He frowned, and the red Taotie beast's head appeared behind him. He opened his mouth and swallowed all the power that emerged from Lei Xi'er.
Enjoy!
With a "dong" sound, Lei Xi'er recovered, but Xu Xiaoshou almost groaned.
"Oh~"
He finally couldn't suppress it anymore, and his seriously injured body was healed a lot by this energy.
But with just this sound, he noticed the strange look in Lei Xi'er's eyes beside him. He hurriedly whispered, coughed and said:
"There is no need for you to come out. There is only an innocuous Dao Qiong left, and there is no need for you."
What is in Lei Xi'er is the power of Ancestor Jinzhao.
Xu Xiaoshou had some guesses as to why Patriarch Jinzhao did not dare to possess him.
Perhaps, it is precisely because it senses the danger - there may be a danger like Feng Yujin's seal power breaking into his body with his spiritual intelligence, but being killed by the passive system.
Therefore, during the Four Divine Pillars, Ancestor Jinzhao chose Lei Xier when the opportunity arose.
It doesn't matter, it didn't affect the final outcome anyway.
Now that everything is over, Ba Zunzun wants to destroy the sky.
Xu Xiaoshou, who had been brilliant for a while, knew that dealing with a mere half-saint didn't require such a big show, so he spoke out.
Even with the strength of the ancestor, he disappeared and never came out.
"Am I awesome?" Xu Xiaoshou suddenly raised his eyebrows proudly, and soon realized that this ice-faced girl was no longer a junior sister, so he turned his head away because of his own trouble.
"so so… "
There seemed to be a voice as low as a mosquito in my ears.
Xu Xiaoshou was so keen that he almost couldn't hear it, and immediately glanced at him: "What did you say!"
The wind blew up her silver hair, blurring the side of her face. Tears stared intently at the battlefield in the distance, as the war was about to break out.
"Weird..." Xu Xiaoshou muttered in a low voice, trying to shake off Lei Xi'er's hand but couldn't.
The rich spiritual energy of life is transmitted through the warmth of the palms all the time, and is quickly transformed by the breathing method, nourishing the injuries.
Xu Xiaoshou opened his mouth and was about to speak out.
There was a loud roar in the distance, interrupting his sentence of "I have the Life Spirit Seal in my Yuan Mansion".
"Long-"
He looked up and saw that the conversation between the two had broken down, so he took action without thinking.
Bazunzun only mobilized three-quarters of the power of the four divine pillars, but Dao Qiongcang chose to self-destruct without saying a word!
Yes, it is self-destruction!
The roaring sound did not cause any harm to anyone.
On the contrary, under the wrap of a layer of Tianji Technique, all traces left by the sky on the Void Island were erased.
The eight masters were familiar with the cyan chains raised by their sides, and naturally lost their target.
Oh, running so fast.
Looking at the black hole of nothingness in front of him, feeling the aura belonging to the sky of Tao that gradually disappeared into nothingness, the Eight Masters just shook their heads, smiled, and let go of the matter.
It was impossible for him to take Dao Qiongcang, which he had already expected.
This guy had no idea how many backup plans he had prepared for himself, and it was impossible for him to be caught like the Wuze Saint Emperor, thereby damaging his own power.
He is very smart!
It can be said that I have never really stepped into this game, so I protect myself wisely.
only…
If you are not involved in this situation, how can you escape if you are in it
Ba Zunzun reached into his arms and took out a sound transmission stone. He faced the huge black hole in front of him and looked around at the trembling people on Void Island.
It's time to end.
After the spiritual energy was injected into him, Ba Zunzun's body trembled violently, but he concealed such a huge shock very well, and also always hid the stone in his palm.
So the sound of the Tao was overwhelming and reverberated in all directions. This was also the advice that the heaven of Tao could not hear!
"Every day's crazy dreams often come true."
"My desires are free, and I will enter the path of crazy demons."