"Zhuo Ziyin, I really didn't expect to meet you, a magnificent Taoist, here. Tell me, you have lived for a few years, why don't you know how to be content? You can eat your kid's aura? You are not afraid of breaking your belly!" The old man in white carefully put down the bamboo pole and looked towards Yiweng Taoist, with a calm expression and a tone filled with the teachings of the seniors to the younger generation.

Taoist Yiweng, who was told by the old man in white, smiled and put his hands on his cuffs. He looked clearly like a warm farmer. Who would have thought that this farmer would be Zhuo Ziyin, the great devil who swallowed the fortune of the Three Kingdoms by himself during the competition? He raised his head and looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the mountains. Zhuo Ziyin smiled and said, "Xu Changsheng, Xu Changsheng, I haven't seen him for more than 30 years. You are still the disgusting saint posture. Who should I show it to me? Is it an old and immortal traitor, or this fledgling boy? I eat the luck of the tyrant dynasty, and you swallow the momentum of the mountains, rivers, earth veins, what is the difference between us? If you say that old and immortal is a thief, Xu Changsheng, when I was born, you have lived for more than thirty years. Tell me, who has more luck? Who should be more dead?"

The old man in white, known as Xu Changsheng, was not angry. He clenched his fist with his right hand and shook his head and said, "Every man is not a plan. Zhuo Ziyin, the biggest difference between me and you is that I follow the will of heaven and you are against heaven. So I can prolong my life without having to do my best to prolong myself, and I can call myself "I" in front of you, the old devil. You are not qualified."

Zhuo Ziyin squinted his eyes and looked at Xu Changsheng carefully, and said slowly, "Old Xu, we both know clearly. The longer we live, the more we fear death. You don't have to show off any verbal benefits in front of me. In other words, the one hundred Zhuo Ziyin is not Xu Changsheng's opponents, but if we really fight each other, hey, Xu Changsheng, when you cultivate qi and refine qi, I'm peeling people. There are no outsiders here, don't pretend to be big-headed garlic in front of me, fish your mountains and rivers, and I swallow my luck, and we two wells will not violate the river."

Xu Changsheng frowned and asked in a deep voice: "You really have to eat Gu's luck? You have chosen this child to take him to raise him and eat him? Look at the fate of this child, he is not the prince of the country but the crown prince. What's wrong? He is not enough for you to eat? Do you have to eat more?"

Zhuo Ziyin turned his head and looked at Chunya, who was so scared that his face turned pale, and then turned around and looked at Xu Changsheng word by word: "Old man Xu, I might as well tell you, you also know what I have been looking for over the years, and it was not until this year that I vaguely calculated that thing on Gu Xianfu, so I have to take it away. You may be able to stop me, but it is not worth it to take action for such a junior."

Xu Changsheng shook his head gently and smiled bitterly, "Someone gave me something three days ago, so I have to take action."

Once these words are spoken, it means that this battle must be fought.

Zhuo Ziyin's expression remained unchanged, without saying anything, and took a step forward with his right foot. This was the scene of this step. Zhuo Ziyin changed from a hunched old man to a peerless master standing tall. The white mist was rippling around him, which made him look like an immortal who was independent of the world. Seeing this, Xu Changsheng sneered several times, and took one step forward. The green mountains behind him roared, and a stream of clouds and mist penetrated like a sword, piercing Zhuo Ziyin's chest.

Just as the huge sound of spring thunder came, the cloud sword disappeared, and the white mist beside Zhuo Ziyin also faded a little. Xu Changsheng poked out his arms, grabbed two cloud swords out of thin air, and inserted them into Zhuo Ziyin's ribs. Zhuo Ziyin did not dodge or avoid, but drew a Taoist yin and yang fish on his chest with both hands. The strange white mist around him flowed like a living thing, causing Xu Changsheng's two cloud swords to return in vain.

"I haven't seen you for more than 30 years. You have indeed improved your strength. In the past, you used to eat the energy, but now you are used to taste it. I didn't expect you to taste it. Zhuo Ziyin, is this what people call the fear of the young people?" Xu Changsheng said with a smile while gently wiggling his hands and stirring the clouds. The two old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years are better at discussing the fear of the young people.

Zhuo Ziyin took a deep breath, and the white mist beside him was immediately sucked back into his body, and his body was invisibly raised three inches, and his originally loose skin became as delicate as a newborn child.

Li Rouran's eyes lit up.

Xuanyuan Qingmu held the knife and protected Gu Xianfu tightly. While despising the woman's love for beauty, he silently said in his heart that he should not harm the mortals when fighting.

Gu Xianfo stared at the two people on the battlefield without blinking, as if he wanted to find something but couldn't catch it, and his expression was very distressed.

Finally, Zhuo Ziyin took another step. At this time, he looked like a young man and laughed loudly: "Xu Changsheng, I'll take you two cloud sword moves. Next, it's time for me to return the gift."

After saying that, Zhuo Ziyin had already arrived in front of Xu Changsheng with his flashing figure. He did not use any fancy moves. He just swung out a wild horse trough. This move is indeed a basic skill that everyone in the martial arts world can do. However, when it was performed by Zhuo Ziyin, Gu Xianfo seemed to have heard the sound of thousands of horses galloping. The walls of Yunmen Mountain were shaking under the wild horse trough. Large stone walls fell off one after another, and the clouds and mists in the mountains were stirred up and down. However, Xu Changsheng, who was the first to be in the brunt, laughed loudly, raised his hands, and returned with a simple folding hand.

When Xu Changsheng's seemingly weak and weak folded hand was placed on Zhuo Ziyin's right fist, a huge force comparable to the ten dragons and ten elephants suddenly exploded. After a brief stay, Xu Changsheng stepped back three steps in a row to stabilize his body, and waved his sleeves to knock off several huge rocks falling from Yunmen Mountain. However, Zhuo Ziyin flew upside down hundreds of feet, and finally leveraged his right foot on the mountain wall, and then instantly flew back to the original place.

After landing, Zhuo Ziyin's face became a little gloomy and said with a strange laugh: "Xu Changsheng, you are indeed prepared. The old Taoist calculated that his fate was damaged in these few days before the New Year, but he didn't expect it to be fulfilled so quickly. Xu Changsheng, your real purpose is not to protect the boy, but to come for me, right?"

Xu Changsheng stroking his beard and laughed, "That's right."

Zhuo Ziyin nodded and continued, "You have been raising the righteous spirit for nearly a hundred years and have already reached the state of returning to nature. But what you use now is the Great Huangting, which is dedicated to the luck of my dynasty. The luck of the dynasty emphasizes the coexistence of kingly and domineering, but the Huangting Internal Classic acts in the opposite direction and emphasizes the tranquility and inaction. It seems that you have taken great pains to make me the old Taoist. Gu Huai's old fox, is it a key from Longhu Mountain? "

Xu Changsheng stretched out his hands and drew a Yin-Yang fish with the same charm as Zhuo Ziyin but better than three points. He continued to smile and said, "That's right."

Zhuo Ziyin suddenly felt relieved and asked with a smile: "This is too small to be used, can there be a battle in the sky?"

Xu Changsheng didn't say anything, and his right foot was heavy and his tall figure broke through the layers of clouds and mist and rose up. Zhuo Ziyin finally glanced at Chunya, smiled slightly, and followed Xu Changsheng like a meteor.

On Yunmen Mountain, Chunya stood there in the place with the tree ring that Gu Xianfu had worn on his head before, and was at a loss. Gu Xianfu touched the little guy's head, listened to the huge impact from the sky, and asked Xuanyuan Qingmu: "What are the cultivation efforts of these two immortals?"

Xuanyuan Qingmu shivered with this cry of Lao Bud, but he still replied with a thorn in his mouth: "From Xiao's perspective, these two old gods are probably in the same situation as Wu Yue, and have already jumped out of the system. Unlike Wu Yue, these two practices are not focused on one side, but are almost the qi in their bodies formed one by one. The small eyes are clumsy, and only it is obvious that the senior Zhuo practices the Dharma Heaven and Earth, and senior Xu cultivates the righteous spirit, but the specific cultivation level is small, but the small one really can't tell."

"It's already amazing that you can see these things. As for their true cultivation." Gu Xianfo looked up at the sky and said sincerely, "I don't know, how can you see them?"

Li Mixia, who was disgusted by Gu Xianfo's shameless charm, snorting coldly, without even thinking about the love that she had been saved just now.

My life has been sold to your Gu family. What's wrong with saving me once?

This is the portrayal of Li Rouran's heart.

Xuanyuan Qingmu laughed a few times, leaned over in Gu Xianfo's ear and said, "Young Master, let's take advantage of these two seniors to compete in martial arts and go down the mountain as soon as possible. It's not good that the fire in the city gate will affect the fish in the pond. And if that senior Zhuo wins, you..."

Xuanyuan Qingmu's words were obvious, but Gu Xianfo was not grateful at all. He closed his sleeves and simply found a bluestone to make it, staring at the sky and said, "I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of? Don't hurry down the mountain. This kind of opportunity for fighting gods is rare. Look more and more, it will be of great benefit to your martial arts practice."

Xuanyuan Qingmu had no choice but to sit down next to Gu Xianfu, thinking that even if I wanted to see it, I had to be able to see it. However, when Mr. Gu was so old and so godly, it was very likely that he had a backup plan, Xuanyuan Qingmu felt much more at ease.

"By the way." Gu Xianfo suddenly turned his head and smiled at Xuanyuan Qingmu Zhanyan, "Do you think I have a brilliant plan to save my life? To be honest, I really don't."

Xuanyuan Qingmu's heart shivered again.
Chapter completed!