The blue tour of the palace in the prehistoric world,

The saint of Shangqing looked at the jokes of junior sister Nuwa, and the preaching sound came to an abrupt end.

With invisible sweat, it seems that he has borrowed too many swords by himself.

"Huh?" There was a silent doubt, but the end of the sound of the Great Dao made his disciples feel quite uncomfortable.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?" Among the few disciples not far from the Saint of Shangqing, another girl in a pink skirt asked.

She is Qiongxiao and has a lively personality. Of course, her words also attracted the eyes of the two sisters around her, which scared her so much that she did not dare to speak again.

"Those who do not use Tao to assist the spiritual consciousness (not use Tao to assist the spiritual consciousness). According to the strength of external objects, they have not obtained the truth and fulfilled their mystery, which is the acquired way. They are profitable (tangible external objects are used by immortals and gods), and they are useless (because the invisible way is at work)...." Shangqing Tongtian did not answer Qiong Xiao, but continued to preach.

From his preaching, we can see that he is really patient with his disciples without hiding his own selfishness.

Although he gave many spiritual treasures, he did not want them to be "treasures".

This is different from the words of Xihe’s sister who misled Chang’e. The real way of the prehistoric world is not to speak of elixirs, medicines, treasures, and only preaching.

Even the Supreme Saint who is good at refining alchemy never regards the golden elixir as a treasure. It is precisely "The Tao Te Ching contains five thousand words, but does not say that it goes up to the blue sky in the daytime."

......

And at this moment, the world of the bright moon in the Qin Dynasty,

There is no need to say much about the achievements of the Six Sword Slaves in front of me, and they are very good at the art of joint attacks.

At the same time, their division of labor is very clear, including flesh shields, concealment, assistance, confusion, restraint, and waiting for opportunities, there are exactly six people.

The previous discussion has proved that it is not feasible, and this kind of battle naturally does not need to shout a command to start.

So, at that moment, the sword light and phantom flew across, and the six sword slaves moved!

"Buzz~" Several long swords were slashed on an illusory Tai Chi mirror in front of me, and there was a short sound of "qiang...", but two long swords stabbed from me, and in an instant, they struck his figure and collided on Muguai.

"Hiss~" There were a lot of gasping sounds among the people around him, and many people couldn't even see the actions of the Six Sword Slave.

The chat barrage also floated,

Yue Buqun: So fast!

Iron Dan Shenhou: Not bad, the strength of martial arts lies in the speed.

Sword Saint: Is this...the soul? or the mind?

Nobita: So awesome, are these people all ninjas? (I thought I guessed it right)

Zhao Hao: Nobita, get out!

Zeng Xiaoxian: You don’t know anything, so you can read more books when you go back. (The expression you kindly explain to you)

Zeng Xiaoxian's world has a comic "Doraemon", but he is almost middle-aged and does not have as much thought as Zhao Hao.

Of course he wanted to become an immortal god, but his mind was to focus on becoming famous in reality.

Ying Zheng: What is a ninja?

Luo Shen: The saint of Taiqing cannot be hurt by our human race!

Zhao Hao: Hello Sister Luo Shen. (Shy expression)

Luoshen: "..."

On the vast land,

The Luo Shen girl who was rushing to Luoshui always felt strange when she looked at the person named "Zhao Hao" in the chat group greeting him and expressions.

The small golden ball seemed to be lowering its head, and only eyes dared to look up secretly, and it looked bright red on both sides, as if it was...

Is he saying he likes me? (Shocked expression)

Thinking of this, she quickly added input in the chat group.

Luo Shen: Zhao Hao, I won’t like you.

Nuwa:... (Silent face)

Daozu Hongjun: (Silent face)

Members of the crowd: (Daitty face)+1

......

In Zixiao Palace,

Hongjun looked at Zhao Hao who was thinking about Luo Shen and shook his head. The gap was too big and there was basically no hope.

No matter how weak the God of Luo is, he is still an immortal god and Fuxi's daughter. He still has basic vision.

"This Zhao Hao hasn't even settled the matter in his own world. When he sees a beautiful girl, he starts to rogue." Hongjun complained alone.

But he also understood that when most of the Blue Star men were in the water group, they just wanted to go over and hug their white legs when they saw beautiful girls?

As for Chang Xi and Nuwa, Zhao Hao dared not, just like the otaku who didn't have the courage to speak in front of "female teacher and female boss". At the level, Zhao Hao still understands very well what a saint and an ancient god is.

"What an ancient memory." Hongjun was evoked with a trace of memory buried in the eternal years, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

......

And at this time,

"Bang~" When the Six Sword Slaves were stunned for nothing, the illusory Tai Chi diagram suddenly surged, and directly bounced the Six Slaves high for seven or eight meters.

At this time, I was also stunned, but did mortal fights attack from behind?

It’s not that he couldn’t react, but that he was used to being able to do everything and was head-on. I have never been attacked by anyone.

Looking at the Six Swordsman who had been knocked away, he lifted the crutch in his right hand and rushed towards one of them in the air with a force.

"Bang~" is the sound of whipping the body. One of the six sword slaves flew to the rockery farther away. "Bong~" a stone placed on the rockery was shaken and landed on the ground.

At this time, the attacks of the other sword slaves also came, but I did not dodge, as if I was really old and had difficulty moving, but my movements seemed slow and fast.

"Dang, Dang..." There were several consecutive collisions between the wooden crook and the sharp sword. The other sword slaves did not care about the brother who was knocked away, and carried out continuous attacks coldly and ruthlessly.

Of course, just now I was just using cleverness, and the flying sword slave was just losing his combat power, otherwise he would have hit a rock.

While the attacks of the remaining six sword slaves continued to sound, there were continuous sounds of crutches and sticks. Looking at it, five figures were already scattered, and even two sword slaves fell into the pond.

......

The instant cold incident, the Six Swordsman was defeated? It was too fast!

Those actions only took more than ten seconds, but everyone understood that the old man in front of him had not done his best.

"The old man is indeed a master of Taoism, and Fusu admires it." Fusu looked at the two sword slaves who jumped up from the pond, and those who fell to the ground, and said quickly.

He looked at Xiaomeng and "I" and frowned slightly invisibly, quietly falling into thought.

The old man in front of him was Xiaomeng's ancestor, and he should be a member of the Taoist Tianzong. He was not a human sect that was vaguely opposed to the empire, but he should watch it again.

As for whether I am or not, to be honest, he has believed it a little and just think that I have entered the Tao.

This is beyond understanding. If I had appeared in later generations, there was an old man who claimed to be me for thousands of years, and anyone would have thought he was "pretending to be a show-off".

However, after proving one by one, becoming an extraordinary person and becoming a saint, and showing the methods of immortals and gods, I will still believe that "I will reappear".

When the rest of the people looked at me, they all nodded lightly to show their salute.

No matter what, if others are not strong enough, they will accept it even if they show off.

In the chat group,

Zhao Hao: The expected result. (Smiling expression)

Ying Zheng: The saint of Taiqing can be before the little sage Zhuang Jing, and my decree will arrive soon. (Expression of the bowing ceremony)

Ying Zheng: Xiaomeng, I intend to invite you to come to the Xianyang Palace with the saint of Taiqing.

Xiaomeng: It only depends on the meaning of the ancestor.

However, Ying Zheng did not call Xiaomeng "Master Xiaomeng" like Fusu. Of course, Xiaomeng's arrogance did not dare to show it in front of the First Emperor.

Zeng Xiaoxian: Everyone, Xiaoxian will be broadcasting live soon. Please don’t go away and continue watching... (Gaoang’s excited voice speech)

Ding~ Daozu Hongjun exited Xiaomeng's private live broadcast room.

In Zixiao Palace,

Hongjun breathed a sigh of relief as if he was enjoying the game. He thought he was preparing to rest and was watching the prehistoric world again.

As consciousness swept past, he saw many interesting things and many inevitable things.

For example, on the walking route of the Luoshen girl, she will soon meet a certain witch who shoots the sun.

And within the Five Purple Views,

In Zhen Yuanzi's "Di Shu" space of the "Earth Book" of the best fairy heavenly spirit treasure, the red clouds that seemed to have recovered their body were gnawing on Zhen Yuanzi's spiritual fruits and fairy wine and jade liquid.

This guy is really weird. He doesn't want to be stupid, but he is still very greedy.

"Oh, Fellow Daoist Hongyun. Your future events..." Zhen Yuanzi sighed as he looked at Hongyun with a big heart, and was worried about making friends.

The biggest problem for the other party now is to "whitewash" rather than restore his cultivation, otherwise he might be dragged down.
To be continued...