Chapter 500: Implicated

"Son of the Phoenix?" Yang Shu and Zhao Wuji glanced at each other, both with puzzled faces.

Instead of answering, the six tails said to themselves, "What's the matter with the nine-colored rainbow......?" Could it be the Nine Great Divine Dragon Kings that my sister said......? Is it ......?"

Six Tails looked at Yang Shu and Zhao Wuji with strange and surprised eyes, the longer she looked at it, the more complicated the expression on her face became, and finally she sighed: "I can't think of it, I can't imagine that you guys are hiding so well." ”

The six tails didn't say anything, just nodded lightly at Yang Shu and Zhao Wuji, and then said to Zhao Di: "Lord Wang, I was born with a vision, and I can't discern the reason by myself, I want to go back." ”

"It's fine. Zhao Di nodded and said, "If you have any news, please tell me immediately." ”

"Definitely. It is best for the prince not to send troops these days, and wait and see what happens in Fencheng. If my judgment is correct, this should be a sign of natural calamity. When a natural disaster strikes, there will be many variables in the world, so please be sure to wait. ”

"Hmm. Zhao Di nodded and said, "Six-tailed girl, be careful." ”

Yang Shu also hugged his fist at the six tails and said, "Six-tails senior, please be careful. ”

As soon as the soles of the six tails moved, the whole person disappeared without a trace, and only her voice fell from the sky.

"It's better to listen to the prince when he speaks. You can't always change your mouth to call me senior, and you know to call me a girl when you look at other people's princes. What a nice word girl, hehehehe......"

Although Roku-Tail's tone was relaxed and pleasant, anyone could hear it, and there was a strong tension and worry in her tone.

The next moment, everyone looked towards the strange night.

In the night sky, there is no moon or stars, only the fiery red sky.

"The lonely peak is proud, monopolizing the head of the sword; ”

In the middle of the vast mountains is a dangerous peak that rises above all the surrounding mountains. This mountain is like a sword, very high and dangerous. And at the top of the mountain there is a huge temple haunted by the blue light. The mountain gate is also very high and wide, and on both sides stand two large swords that rise to the sky, and these two lines of poetry are engraved on the swords.

A small poem of 16 characters, but it overlooks the mountains, the forests, the common people, and everything in the world. Even though the sky was burning at this time and the night was already red, these sixteen characters still emitted a blue light that was not inferior to the firelight, illuminating the mountain gate and shrouding the entire temple in blue.

The head of the Immortal Sect in the world, the Daode Sect.

In one of the highest rooms of the temple, an old man in a Taoist robe meditates on a poodoo. He squinted slightly, looking at the large wooden bowl in his hand. There was a turtle lying quietly in the bowl, and there was a green praying mantis resting on the turtle's back.

The wooden bowl is not ordinary wood, but I can't tell what kind of wood it is, because this kind of wood has never been seen by the best woodcutters in the world, but it is wood. The turtle in the bowl is not big, but it looks very old, and the lines on the shell seem to record the vicissitudes of history. Only that little praying mantis is really no different from an ordinary praying mantis, it looks like a simple praying mantis.

There was only this old man in the room, he was dressed in a Taoist robe, but he was bald. And on his bald head are small dots that represent ring scars...... He's actually a monk!

A bald monk in a Taoist robe!

But who would have thought that this monk in a Taoist robe was the sect master of the Daode Sect, the sect master of the first immortal sect in the world!

The Daode Sect is a Taoist sect, and everyone in the sect is a Taoist priest, but the sect master is a monk. In the world of soul guests, this is not an uncommon thing, but if it is known by the people, it will definitely be shocked.

The old monk looked at the turtle and the praying mantis in the wooden bowl at this time, and his eyes were closed as if he were dozing off.

He was thin, but his face was kind, and he didn't know how long it took for him to start talking to himself.

"Xiao Tu, you said that you would pick up people and pick them up, why did you want to kill so many people? Even if you killed so many people in the Blood Battle Gate, you still don't let me go Daodaozong, what a sin! You are now one of the few strong people in the world, but you still don't dare to go against the sky? You are so afraid that people will know when you travel through space to another world? You are so afraid that you will be punished for breaking the balance of the world?"

The old monk looked very tired, moved his body slowly, and said disdainfully: "God's curse, is heaven so powerful? If God is really so powerful, what are we left to do who dare to defy heaven?"

The old monk's eyes looked upward, the roof could not block his vision, and the vision of the night was all under his eyes.

"The son of the phoenix came to the world when he came into the world, why do you want to make a natural disaster come out? Don't you think this world is not chaotic enough? You juniors, I really can't do anything about you, I'm too old, and I have to toss. ”

"What is born with the natural calamity must be a great benefit and benefit, and it is possible for an ancient artifact to appear in the world. I can think of it, and the old monster of Phoenix must think of it. Her prophecy technique only damages her cultivation, but my divination technique will lose her lifespan, which is really a loss to my grandmother's family. There is also Xiao Da Snake and the kid who only knows how to guard the tomb, and they will definitely not let go of this opportunity. I have to divinate this hexagram!"

The praying mantis in the wooden bowl seemed to understand the old monk's words, and jumped on the turtle and the shell.

"What? I believe you can do divination, but how long do you live, and can you still live if you do divination?" the old monk looked at the little mantis and said, "I tried my best to raise you to be like this, that is, to let you accompany my old friend." If you die, who's going to accompany this old thing?"

The old monk stretched out his finger and pointed at the turtle in the bowl. The old monk's finger was stretched out, and the turtle stuck its head into its shell.

"Hey, you guy, I just called you an old thing, and you got angry? The old monk knocked on the turtle's shell, and the turtle refused to come out.

The little praying mantis jumped on the old monk's fingers, staring at the old monk with a pair of big eyes.

"Don't say it, I won't let you do it. Not only you, but also other people in the sect can't divination, and you have lost your life in vain, and you may not have the accuracy of my divination. ”

Hearing this, the little mantis lowered its head as if it was speechless.

The old monk pointed out the door and said, "You go and pass on my commands, and no one is allowed to divinate tonight's vision." Let's just say that I still have a long lifespan, I'll come to Bu, don't let them make trouble. If they pretend to care about me, you can just say that I don't look down on their divination skills, and of course, this kind of heavenly opportunity can only be done by the sect master himself. ”。

The little praying mantis lowered its head again speechlessly.

"You bastard, are you also against Lao Tzu?" the old monk suddenly roared, but the expression on his face was still extremely kind.