So the whole process that I saw on the Sky Scroll in the Sky Fox Secret Realm was actually an extension of my leave
Different people look at the same thing and end up with different perceptions.
"Isn't it that your objection has been abolished? After all, you have stayed on earth in the Age of Dharma for so long, won't your foundation be damaged?"
Li Mu rubbed his temples habitually.
"Why don't you go yourself?"
Li Mu knew very well that if the old stickman said he didn't care, he really didn't care.
Silver light flows.
Li Mu said: "Even the Xuanhuang clan themselves can't figure out who the betrayer is. This is a bit outrageous. Now that the seal is loosened, if the descendants of the betrayer come out first, wouldn't it mean that the world would be in chaos?"
wrong.
Pony crossing the river.
Everything on the sky scroll may not be completely wrong.
Li Mu rubbed his forehead, maintained his patience, and said, "Can you be more specific? Who do you mean by your own people?"
Li Mu rubbed his forehead, maintained his patience, and said, "Can you be more specific? Who do you mean by your own people?"
Everything on the sky scroll may not be completely wrong.
And this was after thousands of years of purifying the body of the ancient Buddha with the power of Buddha. If it hadn't been for these thousands of years, Li Mu had no doubt that the moment he held the sword, he would be torn apart by the killing intent in the sword. .
Li Mu said: "I'm not kidding, I'm talking about business."
"Are you really a frog in the well? Are Wangjing Wudi very strong? I'm afraid that you will be beaten by that brat from Jintaiguan until you cry like a mother. Otherwise, why would I drag him to play mahjong and lose on purpose? He has one million? It’s all for socializing, so that he can be merciful and not beat you to death.”
Return of the Sword, Gate of Ancient Ancestors, Descendants of Gods...
The old magic stick said matter-of-factly: "How do I know? I'm not from the Xuanhuang tribe."
Li Mu was shocked.
"Where's your face? Are you trying to steal it?"
Because it was shown from the perspective of the six major races. According to the old magic stick, the six major races were not the main force on the battlefield at that time, but only peripheral personnel. Therefore, the sky scroll only showed the peripheral battles and what they saw from their perspective. , for the existence of the old magic stick, it may not be worth mentioning, but for Li Mu at the time, it was still very shocking.
indeed.
Li Mu said: "I'm not kidding, I'm talking about business."
Pony crossing the river.
Li Mu immediately became serious and said: "I will return the sword, and you can solve the problem of the ancient ancestors' gate in Qinlin. Although the six groups of ancestors are not a big problem, it will still be very troublesome if they invade the earth."
"Let's go to my house to eat fried noodles." Lao Zhangtou was very enthusiastic.
Li Mu said: "It seems like you have a long way to go, old man."
The old magic stick suddenly burst out laughing.
Li Mu said: "Even the Xuanhuang clan themselves can't figure out who the betrayer is. This is a bit outrageous. Now that the seal is loosened, if the descendants of the betrayer come out first, wouldn't it mean that the world would be in chaos?"
A group of old men outside were waiting eagerly. When they saw Li Mu coming out, they all laughed.
"It sounds like you've wanted to show off before." Li Mu muttered and said, "Where's the sword?"
Different people look at the same thing and end up with different perceptions.
"Back then, you took the sword because the person holding the sword had caused too many murders, right?" Li Mu asked suspiciously: "If you want to dissolve the murderous intention in the sword, you still want to prevent that person from killing again." Industry?"
"Isn't it that your objection has been abolished? After all, you have stayed on earth in the Age of Dharma for so long, won't your foundation be damaged?"
Li Mu rubbed his temples habitually.
"Of course, betrayal by one's own people is called betrayal, and betrayal by a vassal race is called parting ways. How much loss can be caused."
The old magic stick said angrily: "Get out of here and change my technique back quickly. I want to change my successor now."
"Now that the six major races have gathered their forces and are coming to Earth, the Ancient Ancestor Gate in the Qinling Mountains should be the means of the ancestors of the six major races." Li Mu told everything he knew.
The somewhat decayed ancient Buddha statue in the temple glowed with wisps of divine light, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds filled the air like a sea tide, but they gathered together but never dispersed. They only filled the Randen Temple, but outside the temple, there was silence. .
Thinking about it this way, even Li Mu no longer feels that there is any threat to the six ancestors.
The old magician nodded and said, "Yes, so things are very troublesome."
"I..." Li Mu had the urge to jump up and beat the old magic stick violently.
"You lost in mahjong, probably because of your poor luck and skill." Li Mu complained.
"Let's go to my house to eat fried noodles." Lao Zhangtou was very enthusiastic.
Li Mu knew very well that if the old stickman said he didn't care, he really didn't care.
The implication is obvious, old guy, it’s time to show your Taoist cultivation and crush all the scum in your mind.
Other old men also swarmed in.
"Let's go to my house to eat fried noodles." Lao Zhangtou was very enthusiastic.
indeed.
Li Mu said: "I'm not kidding, I'm talking about business."
Return of the Sword, Gate of Ancient Ancestors, Descendants of Gods...
But the old magic stick obviously didn't accept this, and still pretended to be cool, saying: "The ancestors of the six major races, in my eyes, are just scum and weaklings, nothing to be afraid of. What we need to worry about most now is that after the battlefield seal is loosened, Those betrayers who really caused the collapse of the overall situation were born, and this is the key."
"One of our own."
We agreed to go to your house to eat fried noodles
He stretched out his hand.
"One of our own."
Li Mu's heart trembled.
The old magician said: "Are you kidding? You have to ask me to do such small things. Why have I trained you for so many years? As soon as I make a move, I will destroy the world and explode the planet... I am really cultivating my hands. Zen, so everything is left to you, including the descendants of the gods who came out of the sealed battlefield, you should also deal with them."
The old magic stick looked surprised: "What does it have to do with me? It's you who have a long way to go."
The old magician nodded and said, "Yes, so things are very troublesome."
The old magic stick said matter-of-factly: "How do I know? I'm not from the Xuanhuang tribe."
indeed.
Thinking about it this way, even Li Mu no longer feels that there is any threat to the six ancestors.
"One of our own?"
"Who were those betrayers back then?" Li Mu asked.
In comparison, the light emitted by the few incandescent bulbs in Randen Temple is really shabby.
According to the description of the old magic stick, if the betrayal of the six major races is not worth mentioning, the real threat lies within the Xuanhuang clan. The descendants of the traitors, or the deceased traitors, will have fatal consequences once they come to the earth. of killing.
How many creatures must be killed with this sword to gather such murderous intent
"Why did you borrow someone else's sword?"
If the gods join forces to seal the extraterrestrial demons, they can completely find a way to free their own people, and then seal the extraterritorial demons. This can at least preserve the seeds of their own civilization. Sealing them together is simply a means of perishing together.
Li Mu was messy in the wind.
Thinking about it this way, even Li Mu no longer feels that there is any threat to the six ancestors.
Li Mu's heart trembled.
The old magic stick stood up: "If you don't leave, I will beat you to death."
Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away.
Everything is afraid of comparison.
In comparison, the light emitted by the few incandescent bulbs in Randen Temple is really shabby.
Li Mu's heart trembled.
And this was after thousands of years of purifying the body of the ancient Buddha with the power of Buddha. If it hadn't been for these thousands of years, Li Mu had no doubt that the moment he held the sword, he would be torn apart by the killing intent in the sword. .
Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away.
Li Mu rubbed his temples habitually.
"This sword is called [Taishan]. It is a famous sword in ancient times. It is stained with the blood of gods. It can kill gods without leaving immortals. It can kill Buddhas and demons. It is very famous. It has been silent for thousands of years. Today, it finally appeared again." The old magic stick. Opening your mouth and blowing, the air flow separated like waves visible to the naked eye in front of the sword peak. "With the compassionate power of the ancient Buddha, suppressing and nurturing for thousands of years, only part of the murderous intention was wiped out. If [Taishan] comes out again, the murderous calamity will come again." ah."
"Who were those betrayers back then?" Li Mu asked.
"I'm not kidding either. I really can't take action."
It was a three-foot Qingfeng long sword, as bright as autumn water, as smooth as a mirror, and the light of the sword was like starlight. It danced unsteadily in the palm of the old god's stick, and a wisp of cold air hit his face.
"One of our own."
Just as he was about to go down the mountain, he suddenly remembered a very strange question, turned around and asked: "I have always been curious, as a Taoist priest, why do you live in a Buddhist temple, the ancient Buddha enshrined in the Main Hall, instead of Sanqing Patriarch? "
But the old magic stick obviously didn't accept this, and still pretended to be cool, saying: "The ancestors of the six major races, in my eyes, are just scum and weaklings, nothing to be afraid of. What we need to worry about most now is that after the battlefield seal is loosened, Those betrayers who really caused the collapse of the overall situation were born, and this is the key."
"Let's go to my house to eat fried noodles." Lao Zhangtou was very enthusiastic.
Li Mu came out of Randeng Temple in great embarrassment.
"Each era has its own protagonist. That person used to be almost invincible, but now, the protagonist of the era is no longer him. It is people, not swords, who decide things after all." The old magic stick said a few words with emotion. Golden sentence'.
Because it was shown from the perspective of the six major races. According to the old magic stick, the six major races were not the main force on the battlefield at that time, but only peripheral personnel. Therefore, the sky scroll only showed the peripheral battles and what they saw from their perspective. , for the existence of the old magic stick, it may not be worth mentioning, but for Li Mu at the time, it was still very shocking.
According to the description of the old magic stick, if the betrayal of the six major races is not worth mentioning, the real threat lies within the Xuanhuang clan. The descendants of the traitors, or the deceased traitors, will have fatal consequences once they come to the earth. of killing.
"One of our own?"
Li Mu came out of Randeng Temple in great embarrassment.
If the gods join forces to seal the extraterrestrial demons, they can completely find a way to free their own people, and then seal the extraterritorial demons. This can at least preserve the seeds of their own civilization. Sealing them together is simply a means of perishing together.
"Who were those betrayers back then?" Li Mu asked.
"Of course, betrayal by one's own people is called betrayal, and betrayal by a vassal race is called parting ways. How much loss can be caused."
"Let's go to my house to eat fried noodles." Lao Zhangtou was very enthusiastic.
In this chaotic situation, it seems that he can only rely on himself at the moment.
Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away.
Li Mu rubbed his forehead, maintained his patience, and said, "Can you be more specific? Who do you mean by your own people?"
The implication is obvious, old guy, it’s time to show your Taoist cultivation and crush all the scum in your mind.
The old magician nodded and said, "Yes, so things are very troublesome."
The old magic stick said matter-of-factly: "How do I know? I'm not from the Xuanhuang tribe."
Other old men also swarmed in.
Li Mu was messy in the wind.
"One of our own."
Li Mu held the hilt of the sword and felt a biting coldness coming over him. In an instant, half of his arm felt frozen.
Return of the Sword, Gate of Ancient Ancestors, Descendants of Gods...
"One of our own."
"I..." Li Mu had the urge to jump up and beat the old magic stick violently.
"I'll come." Lao Zhangtou rushed in like lightning.
Li Mu was a little confused.
"Well, peerless senior is a good word to use." The old magic stick first expressed his affirmation of Li Mu's speech, then spread his hands and said: "That's it, I have been practicing closed-hand meditation recently and can't take action, so I can't help."
The implication is obvious, old guy, it’s time to show your Taoist cultivation and crush all the scum in your mind.
The old magician said: "I'm not joking with you. I paid a little attention to this matter at first. The most terrifying thing is that the Xuanhuang tribe was stabbed in the back by one of their own, but they didn't find out who was the one who stabbed them. Otherwise, you Why do you think it is necessary to seal all the large troops in the battlefield instead of cutting off the traitors and then sealing the extraterrestrial demons?"
According to the description of the old magic stick, if the betrayal of the six major races is not worth mentioning, the real threat lies within the Xuanhuang clan. The descendants of the traitors, or the deceased traitors, will have fatal consequences once they come to the earth. of killing.
Damn it, why
A group of old men outside were waiting eagerly. When they saw Li Mu coming out, they all laughed.
wrong.
The old magic stick changed the subject and said: "Don't worry about these useless big things... Let's talk about an urgent little thing. At that time, one of the gods of the Xuanhuang tribe had a descendant. A few days ago, he came to Randen Temple. , I met him once, that young man was very scary."
Li Mu was speechless.
And this was after thousands of years of purifying the body of the ancient Buddha with the power of Buddha. If it hadn't been for these thousands of years, Li Mu had no doubt that the moment he held the sword, he would be torn apart by the killing intent in the sword. .
"It is indeed a killing sword."
wrong.
Li Mu said: "I'm not kidding, I'm talking about business."
"Well, peerless senior is a good word to use." The old magic stick first expressed his affirmation of Li Mu's speech, then spread his hands and said: "That's it, I have been practicing closed-hand meditation recently and can't take action, so I can't help."
Li Mu was shocked.
Li Mu was messy in the wind.
At that time, he thought that the gods of the Xuanhuang tribe used their last resort to seal the battlefield in order to protect the earth, protect this star field, and isolate the demons outside the territory.
The implication is obvious, old guy, it’s time to show your Taoist cultivation and crush all the scum in your mind.
This is really red when you are close to red, and black when you are close to ink. What a simple and kind man you were back then, but now you have been infected by the old man and become like this... Fortunately, I have already eaten the fried noodles made by myself.
Thinking about it this way, even Li Mu no longer feels that there is any threat to the six ancestors.
But now that I think about it carefully, what the old magician said makes sense.
Li Mu chuckled and said: "Listen to what you just said, I'm going to Jintaiguan to fight with that heir. If I lose, I'll give him the sword. If I win, I'll bring the sword back... Your rules, This makes me very embarrassed, I’m afraid I won’t be able to give this sword away.”
This is really red when you are close to red, and black when you are close to ink. What a simple and kind man you were back then, but now you have been infected by the old man and become like this... Fortunately, I have already eaten the fried noodles made by myself.
In this chaotic situation, it seems that he can only rely on himself at the moment.
Thinking about it this way, even Li Mu no longer feels that there is any threat to the six ancestors.
Li Mu said: "I'm not kidding, I'm talking about business."
"Where's your face? Are you trying to steal it?"
If the gods join forces to seal the extraterrestrial demons, they can completely find a way to free their own people, and then seal the extraterritorial demons. This can at least preserve the seeds of their own civilization. Sealing them together is simply a means of perishing together.
The old magician said: "Are you kidding? You have to ask me to do such small things. Why have I trained you for so many years? As soon as I make a move, I will destroy the world and explode the planet... I am really cultivating my hands. Zen, so everything is left to you, including the descendants of the gods who came out of the sealed battlefield, you should also deal with them."
"The rules agreed back then were that when their descendants come to get the sword, my descendant will have a fight with him. Besides, what is my identity as an old man? If I take action in person, wouldn't I be laughed at and bully the younger generation? I will be shameless. ?”
"What the hell?" Li Mu also looked surprised: "I am a junior at the beginning of the King Realm plus physical training who can beat the King. You want me to fight with the descendants of gods at the Shenxuan and Dao Realm? In this situation, no Should an invincible senior like you be the one to solve it?"
At that time, he thought that the gods of the Xuanhuang tribe used their last resort to seal the battlefield in order to protect the earth, protect this star field, and isolate the demons outside the territory.
The old magic stick changed the subject and said: "Don't worry about these useless big things... Let's talk about an urgent little thing. At that time, one of the gods of the Xuanhuang tribe had a descendant. A few days ago, he came to Randen Temple. , I met him once, that young man was very scary."
"Anyway, the difference is not big. As long as you understand what I mean, that young man is in the Randen Temple in Baoji City now. You go and have a fight with him. It means that if you lose one and a half moves, you can return the sword. alright."
Only ghosts would be willing to die together unless things were tragic to a certain extent.
"You lost in mahjong, probably because of your poor luck and skill." Li Mu complained.
Silver light flows.
Facing each other from a distance.
He stretched out his hand.
"This sword is called [Taishan]. It is a famous sword in ancient times. It is stained with the blood of gods. It can kill gods without leaving immortals. It can kill Buddhas and demons. It is very famous. It has been silent for thousands of years. Today, it finally appeared again." The old magic stick. Opening your mouth and blowing, the air flow separated like waves visible to the naked eye in front of the sword peak. "With the compassionate power of the ancient Buddha, suppressing and nurturing for thousands of years, only part of the murderous intention was wiped out. If [Taishan] comes out again, the murderous calamity will come again." ah."
Different people look at the same thing and end up with different perceptions.
"So, when young people encounter problems in the future, they should think more and use their brains more, and don't let others lead them." Seeing Li Mu's expression, the old magician deliberately used every opportunity to teach him.
"Why did you borrow someone else's sword?"
"One of our own."
"One of our own?"
"It sounds like you've wanted to show off before." Li Mu muttered and said, "Where's the sword?"
A group of old men outside were waiting eagerly. When they saw Li Mu coming out, they all laughed.
Li Mu felt aggrieved.
Li Mu said: "Even the Xuanhuang clan themselves can't figure out who the betrayer is. This is a bit outrageous. Now that the seal is loosened, if the descendants of the betrayer come out first, wouldn't it mean that the world would be in chaos?"
Li Mu said: "Even the Xuanhuang clan themselves can't figure out who the betrayer is. This is a bit outrageous. Now that the seal is loosened, if the descendants of the betrayer come out first, wouldn't it mean that the world would be in chaos?"
The old magic stick said matter-of-factly: "How do I know? I'm not from the Xuanhuang tribe."
The old magic stick said: "Because many years ago, I lent them a sword from their clan, and he came to get the sword."
"I'll come." Lao Zhangtou rushed in like lightning.
Li Mu was messy in the wind.
At that time, he thought that the gods of the Xuanhuang tribe used their last resort to seal the battlefield in order to protect the earth, protect this star field, and isolate the demons outside the territory.
Li Mugang was about to say a good word, but the voice of the old magic stick came from inside: "The Mahjong practice time has begun, one is short of three, whoever wants to come faster, no waiting after the expiration date..."
The old magician nodded and said, "Yes, so things are very troublesome."
"Anyway, the difference is not big. As long as you understand what I mean, that young man is in the Randen Temple in Baoji City now. You go and have a fight with him. It means that if you lose one and a half moves, you can return the sword. alright."
Different people look at the same thing and end up with different perceptions.
Across the low mountain peaks, the valley below, the buildings in the valley, the Weishui River below the buildings... Looking across the Weishui River Valley, in the northwest, on the undulating mountains, the Jintai Temple is brightly lit and colorful, which is Baoji City. One of the landmark night views.
"Where's your face? Are you trying to steal it?"
Thinking about it this way, even Li Mu no longer feels that there is any threat to the six ancestors.
Li Mu said: "It seems like you have a long way to go, old man."
How many creatures must be killed with this sword to gather such murderous intent
"Who were those betrayers back then?" Li Mu asked.
Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away.
Li Mu knew very well that if the old stickman said he didn't care, he really didn't care.
"This sword is called [Taishan]. It is a famous sword in ancient times. It is stained with the blood of gods. It can kill gods without leaving immortals. It can kill Buddhas and demons. It is very famous. It has been silent for thousands of years. Today, it finally appeared again." The old magic stick. Opening your mouth and blowing, the air flow separated like waves visible to the naked eye in front of the sword peak. "With the compassionate power of the ancient Buddha, suppressing and nurturing for thousands of years, only part of the murderous intention was wiped out. If [Taishan] comes out again, the murderous calamity will come again." ah."
Damn it, why
The ancient Buddha spoke, and a flash of sword light flew over and landed in the old magic stick's hand.
This is really red when you are close to red, and black when you are close to ink. What a simple and kind man you were back then, but now you have been infected by the old man and become like this... Fortunately, I have already eaten the fried noodles made by myself.
The old magic stick looked surprised: "What does it have to do with me? It's you who have a long way to go."
The old magic stick said matter-of-factly: "How do I know? I'm not from the Xuanhuang tribe."
Li Mu immediately became serious and said: "I will return the sword, and you can solve the problem of the ancient ancestors' gate in Qinlin. Although the six groups of ancestors are not a big problem, it will still be very troublesome if they invade the earth."
"Let's go to my house to eat fried noodles." Lao Zhangtou was very enthusiastic.
Li Mu was a little confused.
Pony crossing the river.
"Why did you borrow someone else's sword?"
"Where's your face? Are you trying to steal it?"
The old magic stick changed the subject and said: "Don't worry about these useless big things... Let's talk about an urgent little thing. At that time, one of the gods of the Xuanhuang tribe had a descendant. A few days ago, he came to Randen Temple. , I met him once, that young man was very scary."
"What the hell?" Li Mu also looked surprised: "I am a junior at the beginning of the King Realm plus physical training who can beat the King. You want me to fight with the descendants of gods at the Shenxuan and Dao Realm? In this situation, no Should an invincible senior like you be the one to solve it?"
Li Mu felt aggrieved.
At that time, he thought that the gods of the Xuanhuang tribe used their last resort to seal the battlefield in order to protect the earth, protect this star field, and isolate the demons outside the territory.
But now that I think about it carefully, what the old magician said makes sense.
Li Mu was speechless.
"Each era has its own protagonist. That person used to be almost invincible, but now, the protagonist of the era is no longer him. It is people, not swords, who decide things after all." The old magic stick said a few words with emotion. Golden sentence'.
"It sounds like you've wanted to show off before." Li Mu muttered and said, "Where's the sword?"
In this chaotic situation, it seems that he can only rely on himself at the moment.
Return of the Sword, Gate of Ancient Ancestors, Descendants of Gods...
"Well, peerless senior is a good word to use." The old magic stick first expressed his affirmation of Li Mu's speech, then spread his hands and said: "That's it, I have been practicing closed-hand meditation recently and can't take action, so I can't help."
"Each era has its own protagonist. That person used to be almost invincible, but now, the protagonist of the era is no longer him. It is people, not swords, who decide things after all." The old magic stick said a few words with emotion. Golden sentence'.
The old magic stick said: "Because many years ago, I lent them a sword from their clan, and he came to get the sword."
"Why don't you go yourself?"
"Who the hell are you lying to?" Li Mu refused at that time: "I've heard of the Zen of closing the mouth, but there's no such thing as the Zen of closing the hands. You're just kidding. This is so urgent, how can you still be lazy?"
Everything on the sky scroll may not be completely wrong.
Li Mu felt aggrieved.
The old magic stick changed the subject and said: "Don't worry about these useless big things... Let's talk about an urgent little thing. At that time, one of the gods of the Xuanhuang tribe had a descendant. A few days ago, he came to Randen Temple. , I met him once, that young man was very scary."
So the whole process that I saw on the Sky Scroll in the Sky Fox Secret Realm was actually an extension of my leave
The old magician said: "I'm not joking with you. I paid a little attention to this matter at first. The most terrifying thing is that the Xuanhuang tribe was stabbed in the back by one of their own, but they didn't find out who was the one who stabbed them. Otherwise, you Why do you think it is necessary to seal all the large troops in the battlefield instead of cutting off the traitors and then sealing the extraterrestrial demons?"
"It is indeed a killing sword."
"Let's go to my house to eat fried noodles." Lao Zhangtou was very enthusiastic.
Pony crossing the river.
Li Mu stood at the door of Randen Temple.
"I'm not kidding either. I really can't take action."
Across the low mountain peaks, the valley below, the buildings in the valley, the Weishui River below the buildings... Looking across the Weishui River Valley, in the northwest, on the undulating mountains, the Jintai Temple is brightly lit and colorful, which is Baoji City. One of the landmark night views.
"Descendant of God? Why come to Randeng Temple?" Li Mu said.
Return of the Sword, Gate of Ancient Ancestors, Descendants of Gods...
"The rules agreed back then were that when their descendants come to get the sword, my descendant will have a fight with him. Besides, what is my identity as an old man? If I take action in person, wouldn't I be laughed at and bully the younger generation? I will be shameless. ?”
The old magic stick looked surprised: "What does it have to do with me? It's you who have a long way to go."
The old magic stick said: "Because many years ago, I lent them a sword from their clan, and he came to get the sword."
"Oh, it turns out that in your heart, I am so noble?" The old magic stick grinned and said: "At that time, I just suspected that the owner of this sword was related to the betrayer, so I took the sword. Later, I found out I have tried several times but no evidence has been found. After so many years, his descendants have all left the mountain. Please return the sword."
Li Mu said: "I'm not kidding, I'm talking about business."
Li Mu was shocked.
So the whole process that I saw on the Sky Scroll in the Sky Fox Secret Realm was actually an extension of my leave
Li Mu used his skills to suppress the cold murderous intent in the sword, put it away, and said, "Aren't you afraid that this vicious sword will return to that person's hands and start killing people again?"
"The rules agreed back then were that when their descendants come to get the sword, my descendant will have a fight with him. Besides, what is my identity as an old man? If I take action in person, wouldn't I be laughed at and bully the younger generation? I will be shameless. ?”
Li Mu was shocked.
"Why did you borrow someone else's sword?"
At that time, he thought that the gods of the Xuanhuang tribe used their last resort to seal the battlefield in order to protect the earth, protect this star field, and isolate the demons outside the territory.
He raised his hand and threw the ancient sword into Li Mu's hand.
"roll."
The ancient Buddha spoke, and a flash of sword light flew over and landed in the old magic stick's hand.
"At that time, I thought the sword was very good, so I borrowed it to play with. I originally planned to send it back when I got tired of playing with it. Who knew that before I got tired of playing with it, the Xuanhuang tribe became autistic and sealed the entire clan. This sword I can’t send it back either.”
"The rules agreed back then were that when their descendants come to get the sword, my descendant will have a fight with him. Besides, what is my identity as an old man? If I take action in person, wouldn't I be laughed at and bully the younger generation? I will be shameless. ?”
Across the low mountain peaks, the valley below, the buildings in the valley, the Weishui River below the buildings... Looking across the Weishui River Valley, in the northwest, on the undulating mountains, the Jintai Temple is brightly lit and colorful, which is Baoji City. One of the landmark night views.
Li Mu held the hilt of the sword and felt a biting coldness coming over him. In an instant, half of his arm felt frozen.
"Where's your face? Are you trying to steal it?"
Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away.
"Where's your face? Are you trying to steal it?"
He raised his hand and threw the ancient sword into Li Mu's hand.
Li Mu felt aggrieved.
"It sounds like you've wanted to show off before." Li Mu muttered and said, "Where's the sword?"
"Isn't it that your objection has been abolished? After all, you have stayed on earth in the Age of Dharma for so long, won't your foundation be damaged?"
"Anyway, the difference is not big. As long as you understand what I mean, that young man is in the Randen Temple in Baoji City now. You go and have a fight with him. It means that if you lose one and a half moves, you can return the sword. alright."
Everything on the sky scroll may not be completely wrong.
The old magic stick looked surprised: "What does it have to do with me? It's you who have a long way to go."
Facing each other from a distance.
"Why don't you go yourself?"
In comparison, the light emitted by the few incandescent bulbs in Randen Temple is really shabby.
Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away.
"Why don't you go yourself?"
wrong.
"The rules agreed back then were that when their descendants come to get the sword, my descendant will have a fight with him. Besides, what is my identity as an old man? If I take action in person, wouldn't I be laughed at and bully the younger generation? I will be shameless. ?”
In this chaotic situation, it seems that he can only rely on himself at the moment.
"If you want to lure the snake out of its hole, just say so." Li Mu said contemptuously: "After you dug a hole at the door of the meditation room to trick me into entering, you are really becoming more and more insidious now."
"Now that the six major races have gathered their forces and are coming to Earth, the Ancient Ancestor Gate in the Qinling Mountains should be the means of the ancestors of the six major races." Li Mu told everything he knew.
In this chaotic situation, it seems that he can only rely on himself at the moment.
The ancient Buddha spoke, and a flash of sword light flew over and landed in the old magic stick's hand.
"Who the hell are you lying to?" Li Mu refused at that time: "I've heard of the Zen of closing the mouth, but there's no such thing as the Zen of closing the hands. You're just kidding. This is so urgent, how can you still be lazy?"
"I..." Li Mu had the urge to jump up and beat the old magic stick violently.
"It sounds like you've wanted to show off before." Li Mu muttered and said, "Where's the sword?"
"Who were those betrayers back then?" Li Mu asked.
The somewhat decayed ancient Buddha statue in the temple glowed with wisps of divine light, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds filled the air like a sea tide, but they gathered together but never dispersed. They only filled the Randen Temple, but outside the temple, there was silence. .
"One of our own?"
Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away.
The old magic stick changed the subject and said: "Don't worry about these useless big things... Let's talk about an urgent little thing. At that time, one of the gods of the Xuanhuang tribe had a descendant. A few days ago, he came to Randen Temple. , I met him once, that young man was very scary."
The old magic stick picked up the toothpick and picked his teeth, and said: "I told you a few years ago that the meat of the fried noodles should be minced a little more, otherwise it will be easy to jam your teeth... Come on, sword."
From the main hall behind, there was the sound of a sword.
The old magic stick picked up the toothpick and picked his teeth, and said: "I told you a few years ago that the meat of the fried noodles should be minced a little more, otherwise it will be easy to jam your teeth... Come on, sword."
"So, when young people encounter problems in the future, they should think more and use their brains more, and don't let others lead them." Seeing Li Mu's expression, the old magician deliberately used every opportunity to teach him.
In this chaotic situation, it seems that he can only rely on himself at the moment.
At that time, he thought that the gods of the Xuanhuang tribe used their last resort to seal the battlefield in order to protect the earth, protect this star field, and isolate the demons outside the territory.
The old magician said: "I'm not joking with you. I paid a little attention to this matter at first. The most terrifying thing is that the Xuanhuang tribe was stabbed in the back by one of their own, but they didn't find out who was the one who stabbed them. Otherwise, you Why do you think it is necessary to seal all the large troops in the battlefield instead of cutting off the traitors and then sealing the extraterrestrial demons?"
The somewhat decayed ancient Buddha statue in the temple glowed with wisps of divine light, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds filled the air like a sea tide, but they gathered together but never dispersed. They only filled the Randen Temple, but outside the temple, there was silence. .
Li Mu chuckled and said: "Listen to what you just said, I'm going to Jintaiguan to fight with that heir. If I lose, I'll give him the sword. If I win, I'll bring the sword back... Your rules, This makes me very embarrassed, I’m afraid I won’t be able to give this sword away.”
If the gods join forces to seal the extraterrestrial demons, they can completely find a way to free their own people, and then seal the extraterritorial demons. This can at least preserve the seeds of their own civilization. Sealing them together is simply a means of perishing together.
He stretched out his hand.
"You lost in mahjong, probably because of your poor luck and skill." Li Mu complained.
"Let's go to my house to eat fried noodles." Lao Zhangtou was very enthusiastic.
He stretched out his hand.
The old magic stick suddenly burst out laughing.
"This sword is called [Taishan]. It is a famous sword in ancient times. It is stained with the blood of gods. It can kill gods without leaving immortals. It can kill Buddhas and demons. It is very famous. It has been silent for thousands of years. Today, it finally appeared again." The old magic stick. Opening your mouth and blowing, the air flow separated like waves visible to the naked eye in front of the sword peak. "With the compassionate power of the ancient Buddha, suppressing and nurturing for thousands of years, only part of the murderous intention was wiped out. If [Taishan] comes out again, the murderous calamity will come again." ah."
"One of our own."
From the main hall behind, there was the sound of a sword.
"At that time, I thought the sword was very good, so I borrowed it to play with. I originally planned to send it back when I got tired of playing with it. Who knew that before I got tired of playing with it, the Xuanhuang tribe became autistic and sealed the entire clan. This sword I can’t send it back either.”
Li Mu said: "Even the Xuanhuang clan themselves can't figure out who the betrayer is. This is a bit outrageous. Now that the seal is loosened, if the descendants of the betrayer come out first, wouldn't it mean that the world would be in chaos?"
"I..." Li Mu had the urge to jump up and beat the old magic stick violently.
Li Mu was messy in the wind.
According to the description of the old magic stick, if the betrayal of the six major races is not worth mentioning, the real threat lies within the Xuanhuang clan. The descendants of the traitors, or the deceased traitors, will have fatal consequences once they come to the earth. of killing.
"roll."
From the main hall behind, there was the sound of a sword.
The somewhat decayed ancient Buddha statue in the temple glowed with wisps of divine light, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds filled the air like a sea tide, but they gathered together but never dispersed. They only filled the Randen Temple, but outside the temple, there was silence. .
Everything on the sky scroll may not be completely wrong.
Li Mu felt aggrieved.
Silver light flows.
"Why don't you go yourself?"
"Isn't it that your objection has been abolished? After all, you have stayed on earth in the Age of Dharma for so long, won't your foundation be damaged?"
"Of course, betrayal by one's own people is called betrayal, and betrayal by a vassal race is called parting ways. How much loss can be caused."
The ancient Buddha spoke, and a flash of sword light flew over and landed in the old magic stick's hand.
The old magician said: "Are you kidding? You have to ask me to do such small things. Why have I trained you for so many years? As soon as I make a move, I will destroy the world and explode the planet... I am really cultivating my hands. Zen, so everything is left to you, including the descendants of the gods who came out of the sealed battlefield, you should also deal with them."
If the gods join forces to seal the extraterrestrial demons, they can completely find a way to free their own people, and then seal the extraterritorial demons. This can at least preserve the seeds of their own civilization. Sealing them together is simply a means of perishing together.
The old magic stick said angrily: "Get out of here and change my technique back quickly. I want to change my successor now."
He stretched out his hand.
Li Mu immediately became serious and said: "I will return the sword, and you can solve the problem of the ancient ancestors' gate in Qinlin. Although the six groups of ancestors are not a big problem, it will still be very troublesome if they invade the earth."
It was a three-foot Qingfeng long sword, as bright as autumn water, as smooth as a mirror, and the light of the sword was like starlight. It danced unsteadily in the palm of the old god's stick, and a wisp of cold air hit his face.
"Why don't you go yourself?"
In comparison, the light emitted by the few incandescent bulbs in Randen Temple is really shabby.
From the main hall behind, there was the sound of a sword.
"Who were those betrayers back then?" Li Mu asked.
"What the hell?" Li Mu also looked surprised: "I am a junior at the beginning of the King Realm plus physical training who can beat the King. You want me to fight with the descendants of gods at the Shenxuan and Dao Realm? In this situation, no Should an invincible senior like you be the one to solve it?"
"One of our own."
"This sword is called [Taishan]. It is a famous sword in ancient times. It is stained with the blood of gods. It can kill gods without leaving immortals. It can kill Buddhas and demons. It is very famous. It has been silent for thousands of years. Today, it finally appeared again." The old magic stick. Opening your mouth and blowing, the air flow separated like waves visible to the naked eye in front of the sword peak. "With the compassionate power of the ancient Buddha, suppressing and nurturing for thousands of years, only part of the murderous intention was wiped out. If [Taishan] comes out again, the murderous calamity will come again." ah."
Across the low mountain peaks, the valley below, the buildings in the valley, the Weishui River below the buildings... Looking across the Weishui River Valley, in the northwest, on the undulating mountains, the Jintai Temple is brightly lit and colorful, which is Baoji City. One of the landmark night views.
The ancient Buddha spoke, and a flash of sword light flew over and landed in the old magic stick's hand.
The old magic stick picked up the toothpick and picked his teeth, and said: "I told you a few years ago that the meat of the fried noodles should be minced a little more, otherwise it will be easy to jam your teeth... Come on, sword."
But the old magic stick obviously didn't accept this, and still pretended to be cool, saying: "The ancestors of the six major races, in my eyes, are just scum and weaklings, nothing to be afraid of. What we need to worry about most now is that after the battlefield seal is loosened, Those betrayers who really caused the collapse of the overall situation were born, and this is the key."
He raised his hand and threw the ancient sword into Li Mu's hand.
Across the low mountain peaks, the valley below, the buildings in the valley, the Weishui River below the buildings... Looking across the Weishui River Valley, in the northwest, on the undulating mountains, the Jintai Temple is brightly lit and colorful, which is Baoji City. One of the landmark night views.
"Now that the six major races have gathered their forces and are coming to Earth, the Ancient Ancestor Gate in the Qinling Mountains should be the means of the ancestors of the six major races." Li Mu told everything he knew.
The old magic stick said: "Because many years ago, I lent them a sword from their clan, and he came to get the sword."
"Back then, you took the sword because the person holding the sword had caused too many murders, right?" Li Mu asked suspiciously: "If you want to dissolve the murderous intention in the sword, you still want to prevent that person from killing again." Industry?"
Just as he was about to go down the mountain, he suddenly remembered a very strange question, turned around and asked: "I have always been curious, as a Taoist priest, why do you live in a Buddhist temple, the ancient Buddha enshrined in the Main Hall, instead of Sanqing Patriarch? "
"This sword is called [Taishan]. It is a famous sword in ancient times. It is stained with the blood of gods. It can kill gods without leaving immortals. It can kill Buddhas and demons. It is very famous. It has been silent for thousands of years. Today, it finally appeared again." The old magic stick. Opening your mouth and blowing, the air flow separated like waves visible to the naked eye in front of the sword peak. "With the compassionate power of the ancient Buddha, suppressing and nurturing for thousands of years, only part of the murderous intention was wiped out. If [Taishan] comes out again, the murderous calamity will come again." ah."
"Anyway, the difference is not big. As long as you understand what I mean, that young man is in the Randen Temple in Baoji City now. You go and have a fight with him. It means that if you lose one and a half moves, you can return the sword. alright."
The old magic stick changed the subject and said: "Don't worry about these useless big things... Let's talk about an urgent little thing. At that time, one of the gods of the Xuanhuang tribe had a descendant. A few days ago, he came to Randen Temple. , I met him once, that young man was very scary."
Li Mu held the hilt of the sword and felt a biting coldness coming over him. In an instant, half of his arm felt frozen.
Damn it, why
Li Mu used his skills to suppress the cold murderous intent in the sword, put it away, and said, "Aren't you afraid that this vicious sword will return to that person's hands and start killing people again?"
"It sounds like you've wanted to show off before." Li Mu muttered and said, "Where's the sword?"
wrong.
"Now that the six major races have gathered their forces and are coming to Earth, the Ancient Ancestor Gate in the Qinling Mountains should be the means of the ancestors of the six major races." Li Mu told everything he knew.
"It is indeed a killing sword."
Li Mu's heart trembled.
Li Mu was messy in the wind.
Thinking about it this way, even Li Mu no longer feels that there is any threat to the six ancestors.
Li Mu was shocked.
The old magic stick picked up the toothpick and picked his teeth, and said: "I told you a few years ago that the meat of the fried noodles should be minced a little more, otherwise it will be easy to jam your teeth... Come on, sword."
The old magic stick said: "Because many years ago, I lent them a sword from their clan, and he came to get the sword."
"Who the hell are you lying to?" Li Mu refused at that time: "I've heard of the Zen of closing the mouth, but there's no such thing as the Zen of closing the hands. You're just kidding. This is so urgent, how can you still be lazy?"
Li Mu was a little confused.
Li Mu said: "Even the Xuanhuang clan themselves can't figure out who the betrayer is. This is a bit outrageous. Now that the seal is loosened, if the descendants of the betrayer come out first, wouldn't it mean that the world would be in chaos?"
How many creatures must be killed with this sword to gather such murderous intent
The old magic stick stood up: "If you don't leave, I will beat you to death."
Li Mu chuckled and said: "Listen to what you just said, I'm going to Jintaiguan to fight with that heir. If I lose, I'll give him the sword. If I win, I'll bring the sword back... Your rules, This makes me very embarrassed, I’m afraid I won’t be able to give this sword away.”
"It is indeed a killing sword."
Everything is afraid of comparison.
"If you want to lure the snake out of its hole, just say so." Li Mu said contemptuously: "After you dug a hole at the door of the meditation room to trick me into entering, you are really becoming more and more insidious now."
In comparison, the light emitted by the few incandescent bulbs in Randen Temple is really shabby.
And this was after thousands of years of purifying the body of the ancient Buddha with the power of Buddha. If it hadn't been for these thousands of years, Li Mu had no doubt that the moment he held the sword, he would be torn apart by the killing intent in the sword. .
"Where's your face? Are you trying to steal it?"
Everything is afraid of comparison.
At that time, he thought that the gods of the Xuanhuang tribe used their last resort to seal the battlefield in order to protect the earth, protect this star field, and isolate the demons outside the territory.
Just as he was about to go down the mountain, he suddenly remembered a very strange question, turned around and asked: "I have always been curious, as a Taoist priest, why do you live in a Buddhist temple, the ancient Buddha enshrined in the Main Hall, instead of Sanqing Patriarch? "
The old magician said: "Are you kidding? You have to ask me to do such small things. Why have I trained you for so many years? As soon as I make a move, I will destroy the world and explode the planet... I am really cultivating my hands. Zen, so everything is left to you, including the descendants of the gods who came out of the sealed battlefield, you should also deal with them."
"Back then, you took the sword because the person holding the sword had caused too many murders, right?" Li Mu asked suspiciously: "If you want to dissolve the murderous intention in the sword, you still want to prevent that person from killing again." Industry?"
The old magician nodded and said, "Yes, so things are very troublesome."
Thinking about it this way, even Li Mu no longer feels that there is any threat to the six ancestors.
"Oh, it turns out that in your heart, I am so noble?" The old magic stick grinned and said: "At that time, I just suspected that the owner of this sword was related to the betrayer, so I took the sword. Later, I found out I have tried several times but no evidence has been found. After so many years, his descendants have all left the mountain. Please return the sword."
How many creatures must be killed with this sword to gather such murderous intent
Because it was shown from the perspective of the six major races. According to the old magic stick, the six major races were not the main force on the battlefield at that time, but only peripheral personnel. Therefore, the sky scroll only showed the peripheral battles and what they saw from their perspective. , for the existence of the old magic stick, it may not be worth mentioning, but for Li Mu at the time, it was still very shocking.
Li Mu used his skills to suppress the cold murderous intent in the sword, put it away, and said, "Aren't you afraid that this vicious sword will return to that person's hands and start killing people again?"
"At that time, I thought the sword was very good, so I borrowed it to play with. I originally planned to send it back when I got tired of playing with it. Who knew that before I got tired of playing with it, the Xuanhuang tribe became autistic and sealed the entire clan. This sword I can’t send it back either.”
Return of the Sword, Gate of Ancient Ancestors, Descendants of Gods...
The old magician said: "Are you kidding? You have to ask me to do such small things. Why have I trained you for so many years? As soon as I make a move, I will destroy the world and explode the planet... I am really cultivating my hands. Zen, so everything is left to you, including the descendants of the gods who came out of the sealed battlefield, you should also deal with them."
Li Mu chuckled and said: "Listen to what you just said, I'm going to Jintaiguan to fight with that heir. If I lose, I'll give him the sword. If I win, I'll bring the sword back... Your rules, This makes me very embarrassed, I’m afraid I won’t be able to give this sword away.”
"What the hell?" Li Mu also looked surprised: "I am a junior at the beginning of the King Realm plus physical training who can beat the King. You want me to fight with the descendants of gods at the Shenxuan and Dao Realm? In this situation, no Should an invincible senior like you be the one to solve it?"
Li Mu immediately became serious and said: "I will return the sword, and you can solve the problem of the ancient ancestors' gate in Qinlin. Although the six groups of ancestors are not a big problem, it will still be very troublesome if they invade the earth."
"Each era has its own protagonist. That person used to be almost invincible, but now, the protagonist of the era is no longer him. It is people, not swords, who decide things after all." The old magic stick said a few words with emotion. Golden sentence'.
The old magic stick suddenly burst out laughing.
The old magician said: "Are you kidding? You have to ask me to do such small things. Why have I trained you for so many years? As soon as I make a move, I will destroy the world and explode the planet... I am really cultivating my hands. Zen, so everything is left to you, including the descendants of the gods who came out of the sealed battlefield, you should also deal with them."
A group of old men outside were waiting eagerly. When they saw Li Mu coming out, they all laughed.
According to the description of the old magic stick, if the betrayal of the six major races is not worth mentioning, the real threat lies within the Xuanhuang clan. The descendants of the traitors, or the deceased traitors, will have fatal consequences once they come to the earth. of killing.
Everything is afraid of comparison.
"Let's go to my house to eat fried noodles." Lao Zhangtou was very enthusiastic.
Li Mu used his skills to suppress the cold murderous intent in the sword, put it away, and said, "Aren't you afraid that this vicious sword will return to that person's hands and start killing people again?"
"If you want to lure the snake out of its hole, just say so." Li Mu said contemptuously: "After you dug a hole at the door of the meditation room to trick me into entering, you are really becoming more and more insidious now."
"You lost in mahjong, probably because of your poor luck and skill." Li Mu complained.
This is really red when you are close to red, and black when you are close to ink. What a simple and kind man you were back then, but now you have been infected by the old man and become like this... Fortunately, I have already eaten the fried noodles made by myself.
"One of our own."
indeed.
"Back then, you took the sword because the person holding the sword had caused too many murders, right?" Li Mu asked suspiciously: "If you want to dissolve the murderous intention in the sword, you still want to prevent that person from killing again." Industry?"
The old magic stick said angrily: "Get out of here and change my technique back quickly. I want to change my successor now."
"So, when young people encounter problems in the future, they should think more and use their brains more, and don't let others lead them." Seeing Li Mu's expression, the old magician deliberately used every opportunity to teach him.
Across the low mountain peaks, the valley below, the buildings in the valley, the Weishui River below the buildings... Looking across the Weishui River Valley, in the northwest, on the undulating mountains, the Jintai Temple is brightly lit and colorful, which is Baoji City. One of the landmark night views.
Li Mu chuckled and said: "Listen to what you just said, I'm going to Jintaiguan to fight with that heir. If I lose, I'll give him the sword. If I win, I'll bring the sword back... Your rules, This makes me very embarrassed, I’m afraid I won’t be able to give this sword away.”
The old magic stick changed the subject and said: "Don't worry about these useless big things... Let's talk about an urgent little thing. At that time, one of the gods of the Xuanhuang tribe had a descendant. A few days ago, he came to Randen Temple. , I met him once, that young man was very scary."
Li Mu rubbed his temples habitually.
The somewhat decayed ancient Buddha statue in the temple glowed with wisps of divine light, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds filled the air like a sea tide, but they gathered together but never dispersed. They only filled the Randen Temple, but outside the temple, there was silence. .
The old magic stick stood up: "If you don't leave, I will beat you to death."
"Now that the six major races have gathered their forces and are coming to Earth, the Ancient Ancestor Gate in the Qinling Mountains should be the means of the ancestors of the six major races." Li Mu told everything he knew.
"Who the hell are you lying to?" Li Mu refused at that time: "I've heard of the Zen of closing the mouth, but there's no such thing as the Zen of closing the hands. You're just kidding. This is so urgent, how can you still be lazy?"
The old magic stick suddenly burst out laughing.
Li Mu was shocked.
Li Mu knew very well that if the old stickman said he didn't care, he really didn't care.
"Are you really a frog in the well? Are Wangjing Wudi very strong? I'm afraid that you will be beaten by that brat from Jintaiguan until you cry like a mother. Otherwise, why would I drag him to play mahjong and lose on purpose? He has one million? It’s all for socializing, so that he can be merciful and not beat you to death.”
He raised his hand and threw the ancient sword into Li Mu's hand.
Li Mu rubbed his temples habitually.
"So, when young people encounter problems in the future, they should think more and use their brains more, and don't let others lead them." Seeing Li Mu's expression, the old magician deliberately used every opportunity to teach him.
"I..." Li Mu had the urge to jump up and beat the old magic stick violently.
The implication is obvious, old guy, it’s time to show your Taoist cultivation and crush all the scum in your mind.
"Each era has its own protagonist. That person used to be almost invincible, but now, the protagonist of the era is no longer him. It is people, not swords, who decide things after all." The old magic stick said a few words with emotion. Golden sentence'.
Li Mu held the hilt of the sword and felt a biting coldness coming over him. In an instant, half of his arm felt frozen.
"You lost in mahjong, probably because of your poor luck and skill." Li Mu complained.
Li Mu was messy in the wind.
"Descendant of God? Why come to Randeng Temple?" Li Mu said.
"Where's your face? Are you trying to steal it?"
The old magician said: "Are you kidding? You have to ask me to do such small things. Why have I trained you for so many years? As soon as I make a move, I will destroy the world and explode the planet... I am really cultivating my hands. Zen, so everything is left to you, including the descendants of the gods who came out of the sealed battlefield, you should also deal with them."
Li Mu was speechless.
The old magic stick stood up: "If you don't leave, I will beat you to death."
Other old men also swarmed in.
"roll."
Li Mu rubbed his forehead, maintained his patience, and said, "Can you be more specific? Who do you mean by your own people?"
"Who were those betrayers back then?" Li Mu asked.
Li Mu knew very well that if the old stickman said he didn't care, he really didn't care.
"So, when young people encounter problems in the future, they should think more and use their brains more, and don't let others lead them." Seeing Li Mu's expression, the old magician deliberately used every opportunity to teach him.
Li Mu immediately became serious and said: "I will return the sword, and you can solve the problem of the ancient ancestors' gate in Qinlin. Although the six groups of ancestors are not a big problem, it will still be very troublesome if they invade the earth."
"Now that the six major races have gathered their forces and are coming to Earth, the Ancient Ancestor Gate in the Qinling Mountains should be the means of the ancestors of the six major races." Li Mu told everything he knew.
"I'm not kidding either. I really can't take action."
The old magic stick stood up: "If you don't leave, I will beat you to death."
The old magician said: "Are you kidding? You have to ask me to do such small things. Why have I trained you for so many years? As soon as I make a move, I will destroy the world and explode the planet... I am really cultivating my hands. Zen, so everything is left to you, including the descendants of the gods who came out of the sealed battlefield, you should also deal with them."
Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away.
"The rules agreed back then were that when their descendants come to get the sword, my descendant will have a fight with him. Besides, what is my identity as an old man? If I take action in person, wouldn't I be laughed at and bully the younger generation? I will be shameless. ?”
Li Mu said: "It seems like you have a long way to go, old man."
Li Mu said: "I'm not kidding, I'm talking about business."
From the main hall behind, there was the sound of a sword.
"So, when young people encounter problems in the future, they should think more and use their brains more, and don't let others lead them." Seeing Li Mu's expression, the old magician deliberately used every opportunity to teach him.
Northwest, Southeast.
Li Mu rubbed his temples habitually.
Li Mu immediately became serious and said: "I will return the sword, and you can solve the problem of the ancient ancestors' gate in Qinlin. Although the six groups of ancestors are not a big problem, it will still be very troublesome if they invade the earth."
"I'm not kidding either. I really can't take action."
indeed.
"Why don't you go yourself?"
And this was after thousands of years of purifying the body of the ancient Buddha with the power of Buddha. If it hadn't been for these thousands of years, Li Mu had no doubt that the moment he held the sword, he would be torn apart by the killing intent in the sword. .
We agreed to go to your house to eat fried noodles
"Isn't it that your objection has been abolished? After all, you have stayed on earth in the Age of Dharma for so long, won't your foundation be damaged?"
According to the description of the old magic stick, if the betrayal of the six major races is not worth mentioning, the real threat lies within the Xuanhuang clan. The descendants of the traitors, or the deceased traitors, will have fatal consequences once they come to the earth. of killing.
"Isn't it that your objection has been abolished? After all, you have stayed on earth in the Age of Dharma for so long, won't your foundation be damaged?"
"roll."
The old magician nodded and said, "Yes, so things are very troublesome."
The old magic stick changed the subject and said: "Don't worry about these useless big things... Let's talk about an urgent little thing. At that time, one of the gods of the Xuanhuang tribe had a descendant. A few days ago, he came to Randen Temple. , I met him once, that young man was very scary."
"Isn't it that your objection has been abolished? After all, you have stayed on earth in the Age of Dharma for so long, won't your foundation be damaged?"
At that time, he thought that the gods of the Xuanhuang tribe used their last resort to seal the battlefield in order to protect the earth, protect this star field, and isolate the demons outside the territory.
Other old men also swarmed in.
Li Mu came out of Randeng Temple in great embarrassment.
In comparison, the light emitted by the few incandescent bulbs in Randen Temple is really shabby.
"If you want to lure the snake out of its hole, just say so." Li Mu said contemptuously: "After you dug a hole at the door of the meditation room to trick me into entering, you are really becoming more and more insidious now."
Li Mu felt aggrieved.
Li Mu was shocked.
"Oh, it turns out that in your heart, I am so noble?" The old magic stick grinned and said: "At that time, I just suspected that the owner of this sword was related to the betrayer, so I took the sword. Later, I found out I have tried several times but no evidence has been found. After so many years, his descendants have all left the mountain. Please return the sword."
"One of our own?"
But the old magic stick obviously didn't accept this, and still pretended to be cool, saying: "The ancestors of the six major races, in my eyes, are just scum and weaklings, nothing to be afraid of. What we need to worry about most now is that after the battlefield seal is loosened, Those betrayers who really caused the collapse of the overall situation were born, and this is the key."
Damn it, why
A group of old men outside were waiting eagerly. When they saw Li Mu coming out, they all laughed.
"It sounds like you've wanted to show off before." Li Mu muttered and said, "Where's the sword?"
"I'll come." Lao Zhangtou rushed in like lightning.
"Now that the six major races have gathered their forces and are coming to Earth, the Ancient Ancestor Gate in the Qinling Mountains should be the means of the ancestors of the six major races." Li Mu told everything he knew.
From the main hall behind, there was the sound of a sword.
The old magic stick said: "Because many years ago, I lent them a sword from their clan, and he came to get the sword."
Li Mugang was about to say a good word, but the voice of the old magic stick came from inside: "The Mahjong practice time has begun, one is short of three, whoever wants to come faster, no waiting after the expiration date..."
Li Mu's heart trembled.
"Let's go to my house to eat fried noodles." Lao Zhangtou was very enthusiastic.
He stretched out his hand.
"Now that the six major races have gathered their forces and are coming to Earth, the Ancient Ancestor Gate in the Qinling Mountains should be the means of the ancestors of the six major races." Li Mu told everything he knew.
"Why did you borrow someone else's sword?"
The old magician nodded and said, "Yes, so things are very troublesome."
But now that I think about it carefully, what the old magician said makes sense.
Li Mugang was about to say a good word, but the voice of the old magic stick came from inside: "The Mahjong practice time has begun, one is short of three, whoever wants to come faster, no waiting after the expiration date..."
Li Mu said: "It seems like you have a long way to go, old man."
"It sounds like you've wanted to show off before." Li Mu muttered and said, "Where's the sword?"
The ancient Buddha spoke, and a flash of sword light flew over and landed in the old magic stick's hand.
According to the description of the old magic stick, if the betrayal of the six major races is not worth mentioning, the real threat lies within the Xuanhuang clan. The descendants of the traitors, or the deceased traitors, will have fatal consequences once they come to the earth. of killing.
The old magician nodded and said, "Yes, so things are very troublesome."
"Oh, it turns out that in your heart, I am so noble?" The old magic stick grinned and said: "At that time, I just suspected that the owner of this sword was related to the betrayer, so I took the sword. Later, I found out I have tried several times but no evidence has been found. After so many years, his descendants have all left the mountain. Please return the sword."
"I'll come." Lao Zhangtou rushed in like lightning.
Li Mu felt aggrieved.
The old magic stick said: "Because many years ago, I lent them a sword from their clan, and he came to get the sword."
"Oh, it turns out that in your heart, I am so noble?" The old magic stick grinned and said: "At that time, I just suspected that the owner of this sword was related to the betrayer, so I took the sword. Later, I found out I have tried several times but no evidence has been found. After so many years, his descendants have all left the mountain. Please return the sword."
Li Mu said: "Even the Xuanhuang clan themselves can't figure out who the betrayer is. This is a bit outrageous. Now that the seal is loosened, if the descendants of the betrayer come out first, wouldn't it mean that the world would be in chaos?"
Li Mu was a little confused.
"So, when young people encounter problems in the future, they should think more and use their brains more, and don't let others lead them." Seeing Li Mu's expression, the old magician deliberately used every opportunity to teach him.
And this was after thousands of years of purifying the body of the ancient Buddha with the power of Buddha. If it hadn't been for these thousands of years, Li Mu had no doubt that the moment he held the sword, he would be torn apart by the killing intent in the sword. .
The implication is obvious, old guy, it’s time to show your Taoist cultivation and crush all the scum in your mind.
In comparison, the light emitted by the few incandescent bulbs in Randen Temple is really shabby.
The old magic stick said: "Because many years ago, I lent them a sword from their clan, and he came to get the sword."
We agreed to go to your house to eat fried noodles
From the main hall behind, there was the sound of a sword.
Li Mugang was about to say a good word, but the voice of the old magic stick came from inside: "The Mahjong practice time has begun, one is short of three, whoever wants to come faster, no waiting after the expiration date..."
Return of the Sword, Gate of Ancient Ancestors, Descendants of Gods...
Everything is afraid of comparison.
"It sounds like you've wanted to show off before." Li Mu muttered and said, "Where's the sword?"
If the gods join forces to seal the extraterrestrial demons, they can completely find a way to free their own people, and then seal the extraterritorial demons. This can at least preserve the seeds of their own civilization. Sealing them together is simply a means of perishing together.
Li Mu knew very well that if the old stickman said he didn't care, he really didn't care.
"Anyway, the difference is not big. As long as you understand what I mean, that young man is in the Randen Temple in Baoji City now. You go and have a fight with him. It means that if you lose one and a half moves, you can return the sword. alright."
Other old men also swarmed in.
"If you want to lure the snake out of its hole, just say so." Li Mu said contemptuously: "After you dug a hole at the door of the meditation room to trick me into entering, you are really becoming more and more insidious now."
Li Mu's heart trembled.
The old magician nodded and said, "Yes, so things are very troublesome."
This is really red when you are close to red, and black when you are close to ink. What a simple and kind man you were back then, but now you have been infected by the old man and become like this... Fortunately, I have already eaten the fried noodles made by myself.
Across the low mountain peaks, the valley below, the buildings in the valley, the Weishui River below the buildings... Looking across the Weishui River Valley, in the northwest, on the undulating mountains, the Jintai Temple is brightly lit and colorful, which is Baoji City. One of the landmark night views.
Li Mu was messy in the wind.
Everything on the sky scroll may not be completely wrong.
The old magician said: "I'm not joking with you. I paid a little attention to this matter at first. The most terrifying thing is that the Xuanhuang tribe was stabbed in the back by one of their own, but they didn't find out who was the one who stabbed them. Otherwise, you Why do you think it is necessary to seal all the large troops in the battlefield instead of cutting off the traitors and then sealing the extraterrestrial demons?"
The old magic stick said angrily: "Get out of here and change my technique back quickly. I want to change my successor now."
"This sword is called [Taishan]. It is a famous sword in ancient times. It is stained with the blood of gods. It can kill gods without leaving immortals. It can kill Buddhas and demons. It is very famous. It has been silent for thousands of years. Today, it finally appeared again." The old magic stick. Opening your mouth and blowing, the air flow separated like waves visible to the naked eye in front of the sword peak. "With the compassionate power of the ancient Buddha, suppressing and nurturing for thousands of years, only part of the murderous intention was wiped out. If [Taishan] comes out again, the murderous calamity will come again." ah."
"Back then, you took the sword because the person holding the sword had caused too many murders, right?" Li Mu asked suspiciously: "If you want to dissolve the murderous intention in the sword, you still want to prevent that person from killing again." Industry?"
Li Mu held the hilt of the sword and felt a biting coldness coming over him. In an instant, half of his arm felt frozen.
Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away.
This is really red when you are close to red, and black when you are close to ink. What a simple and kind man you were back then, but now you have been infected by the old man and become like this... Fortunately, I have already eaten the fried noodles made by myself.
Facing each other from a distance.
Li Mu immediately became serious and said: "I will return the sword, and you can solve the problem of the ancient ancestors' gate in Qinlin. Although the six groups of ancestors are not a big problem, it will still be very troublesome if they invade the earth."
The ancient Buddha spoke, and a flash of sword light flew over and landed in the old magic stick's hand.
Li Mu stood at the door of Randen Temple.
The old magic stick said: "Because many years ago, I lent them a sword from their clan, and he came to get the sword."
indeed.
Li Mu chuckled and said: "Listen to what you just said, I'm going to Jintaiguan to fight with that heir. If I lose, I'll give him the sword. If I win, I'll bring the sword back... Your rules, This makes me very embarrassed, I’m afraid I won’t be able to give this sword away.”
Li Mu's heart trembled.
The old magician said: "Are you kidding? You have to ask me to do such small things. Why have I trained you for so many years? As soon as I make a move, I will destroy the world and explode the planet... I am really cultivating my hands. Zen, so everything is left to you, including the descendants of the gods who came out of the sealed battlefield, you should also deal with them."
"Isn't it that your objection has been abolished? After all, you have stayed on earth in the Age of Dharma for so long, won't your foundation be damaged?"
"It is indeed a killing sword."
Damn it, why
Across the low mountain peaks, the valley below, the buildings in the valley, the Weishui River below the buildings... Looking across the Weishui River Valley, in the northwest, on the undulating mountains, the Jintai Temple is brightly lit and colorful, which is Baoji City. One of the landmark night views.
Li Mu was messy in the wind.
From the main hall behind, there was the sound of a sword.
"It sounds like you've wanted to show off before." Li Mu muttered and said, "Where's the sword?"
The implication is obvious, old guy, it’s time to show your Taoist cultivation and crush all the scum in your mind.
In this chaotic situation, it seems that he can only rely on himself at the moment.
Li Mu felt aggrieved.
Li Mu came out of Randeng Temple in great embarrassment.
Across the low mountain peaks, the valley below, the buildings in the valley, the Weishui River below the buildings... Looking across the Weishui River Valley, in the northwest, on the undulating mountains, the Jintai Temple is brightly lit and colorful, which is Baoji City. One of the landmark night views.
In comparison, the light emitted by the few incandescent bulbs in Randen Temple is really shabby.
Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away.
Li Mu said: "Even the Xuanhuang clan themselves can't figure out who the betrayer is. This is a bit outrageous. Now that the seal is loosened, if the descendants of the betrayer come out first, wouldn't it mean that the world would be in chaos?"
The old magic stick said: "Because many years ago, I lent them a sword from their clan, and he came to get the sword."
Return of the Sword, Gate of Ancient Ancestors, Descendants of Gods...
"Descendant of God? Why come to Randeng Temple?" Li Mu said.
We agreed to go to your house to eat fried noodles
Li Mugang was about to say a good word, but the voice of the old magic stick came from inside: "The Mahjong practice time has begun, one is short of three, whoever wants to come faster, no waiting after the expiration date..."
Northwest, Southeast.
He stretched out his hand.
"What the hell?" Li Mu also looked surprised: "I am a junior at the beginning of the King Realm plus physical training who can beat the King. You want me to fight with the descendants of gods at the Shenxuan and Dao Realm? In this situation, no Should an invincible senior like you be the one to solve it?"
In comparison, the light emitted by the few incandescent bulbs in Randen Temple is really shabby.
Li Mu was speechless.
Facing each other from a distance.
Facing each other from a distance.
According to the description of the old magic stick, if the betrayal of the six major races is not worth mentioning, the real threat lies within the Xuanhuang clan. The descendants of the traitors, or the deceased traitors, will have fatal consequences once they come to the earth. of killing.
Li Mu chuckled and said: "Listen to what you just said, I'm going to Jintaiguan to fight with that heir. If I lose, I'll give him the sword. If I win, I'll bring the sword back... Your rules, This makes me very embarrassed, I’m afraid I won’t be able to give this sword away.”
Other old men also swarmed in.
Li Mu's heart trembled.
Li Mu knew very well that if the old stickman said he didn't care, he really didn't care.
The old magic stick stood up: "If you don't leave, I will beat you to death."
The old magic stick suddenly burst out laughing.
"Who were those betrayers back then?" Li Mu asked.
Li Mu was messy in the wind.
"At that time, I thought the sword was very good, so I borrowed it to play with. I originally planned to send it back when I got tired of playing with it. Who knew that before I got tired of playing with it, the Xuanhuang tribe became autistic and sealed the entire clan. This sword I can’t send it back either.”
Return of the Sword, Gate of Ancient Ancestors, Descendants of Gods...
The old magic stick stood up: "If you don't leave, I will beat you to death."
Across the low mountain peaks, the valley below, the buildings in the valley, the Weishui River below the buildings... Looking across the Weishui River Valley, in the northwest, on the undulating mountains, the Jintai Temple is brightly lit and colorful, which is Baoji City. One of the landmark night views.
Li Mu knew very well that if the old stickman said he didn't care, he really didn't care.
"Why did you borrow someone else's sword?"
Everything is afraid of comparison.
"So, when young people encounter problems in the future, they should think more and use their brains more, and don't let others lead them." Seeing Li Mu's expression, the old magician deliberately used every opportunity to teach him.
"Now that the six major races have gathered their forces and are coming to Earth, the Ancient Ancestor Gate in the Qinling Mountains should be the means of the ancestors of the six major races." Li Mu told everything he knew.
In this chaotic situation, it seems that he can only rely on himself at the moment.
"If you want to lure the snake out of its hole, just say so." Li Mu said contemptuously: "After you dug a hole at the door of the meditation room to trick me into entering, you are really becoming more and more insidious now."
"I'm not kidding either. I really can't take action."
Li Mu said: "I'm not kidding, I'm talking about business."
Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away.
"If you want to lure the snake out of its hole, just say so." Li Mu said contemptuously: "After you dug a hole at the door of the meditation room to trick me into entering, you are really becoming more and more insidious now."
"I..." Li Mu had the urge to jump up and beat the old magic stick violently.
"Of course, betrayal by one's own people is called betrayal, and betrayal by a vassal race is called parting ways. How much loss can be caused."
"One of our own."
Damn it, why
"Why did you borrow someone else's sword?"
Silver light flows.
In comparison, the light emitted by the few incandescent bulbs in Randen Temple is really shabby.
Li Mu felt aggrieved.
Li Mu rubbed his forehead, maintained his patience, and said, "Can you be more specific? Who do you mean by your own people?"
"Descendant of God? Why come to Randeng Temple?" Li Mu said.
"It is indeed a killing sword."
"Descendant of God? Why come to Randeng Temple?" Li Mu said.
The implication is obvious, old guy, it’s time to show your Taoist cultivation and crush all the scum in your mind.
"Back then, you took the sword because the person holding the sword had caused too many murders, right?" Li Mu asked suspiciously: "If you want to dissolve the murderous intention in the sword, you still want to prevent that person from killing again." Industry?"
Pony crossing the river.
"roll."
Just as he was about to go down the mountain, he suddenly remembered a very strange question, turned around and asked: "I have always been curious, as a Taoist priest, why do you live in a Buddhist temple, the ancient Buddha enshrined in the Main Hall, instead of Sanqing Patriarch? "
The somewhat decayed ancient Buddha statue in the temple glowed with wisps of divine light, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds filled the air like a sea tide, but they gathered together but never dispersed. They only filled the Randen Temple, but outside the temple, there was silence. .
"Back then, you took the sword because the person holding the sword had caused too many murders, right?" Li Mu asked suspiciously: "If you want to dissolve the murderous intention in the sword, you still want to prevent that person from killing again." Industry?"
The old magician nodded and said, "Yes, so things are very troublesome."
Facing each other from a distance.
According to the description of the old magic stick, if the betrayal of the six major races is not worth mentioning, the real threat lies within the Xuanhuang clan. The descendants of the traitors, or the deceased traitors, will have fatal consequences once they come to the earth. of killing.