Gao Dao, who sat cross-legged on the futon, stared at which straight figure with his legs crossed, and his hands were clenched tightly unconsciously.

Although he has not opened his eyes, with his Dong Chenglin, whether it is the middle stage of the Xuanwang Dynasty above the surface, or the late Xuanwang period that is difficult to be detected by people below the surface, or even the cultivation that is close to the peak consummation, it is enough for him to observe the six ways with his divine sense and listen to the eight directions.

Sun Zhengwen's guess in his heart was actually not wrong at all, none of the ten people in the top ten people of the inner gate back then were fuel-efficient lamps.

Even if it is a half-assed waste, with those cultivation resources that even the master of a sect is coveted, he can forcibly cultivate a monk on the mountain.

Dong Chenglin ranks fourth among the ten people, which is more than enough than the above, of course, if you put aside the background and family background of the four people in front of him Dong Chenglin, and the mountain range from which he comes out, he Dong Chenglin can definitely be regarded as tied for third, and even compete for second.

I have always said that I will never meddle in my affairs and never say a word more, not because I don't want to speak, but because I have thousands of words in my heart, but I can't express them in words.

It was as if there were thousands of pounds of heavy stones clogging up his high chest.

Dong Chenglin didn't seem to intend to hear his junior brother's answer, or he knew that his junior brother wouldn't answer at all after he said those few words, and continued to speak: "Because your high Dao's mind has never been as stable as a rock, whether it's on the cultivation avenue or above the state of mind, do you think that the grass on the wall is really just swaying on both sides? The real wall grass is able to save time and seize degrees, and there is great firmness in the heart, so you can seek a stable place on both sides, but what have you Gao Dao done over the years? It has really become a wall grass, so you Gao Dao didn't even see the current scene clearly, but because of one or two words from others, he began to be anxious, you Gao Dao Weng asked himself, what are you anxious about? Could it be that you Gao Dao is in a hurry, and those things can be changed? Or do you think you think you can expect my senior brother to give you some clear answer? And then you Gao Dao will continue to be the grass on the wall that has no foundation in your heart?"

After Sun Zhengwen heard Dong Chenglin's words, he didn't feel that he was already sweating profusely on his back, and his heart was cold for most of the time, he thought that these two people were the most dislike senior brothers, but after these words, even if he didn't want to admit it, then Dong Chenglin would definitely be his senior brother on the mountain.

is not a nominal brother, but a practical brother who can speak heavily and listen to heavy words.

Sun Zhengwen unconsciously scolded himself in his heart, the same senior brother is the same senior brother no matter what, and he is better than an outsider like him no matter what.

Sun Zhengwen hesitated in his heart, but finally spoke: "Senior Brother Dong, now there are only three of us left, and I, Sun Zhengwen, myself know what I am like, so whether we old guys can stand as firm as before in the future will depend on Senior Brother Dong's banner." ”

Dong Chenglin opened his eyes at dusk, first glanced at Sun Zhengwen, who was stared at by the light of his eyes, and his heart was even more sinking, thinking about how the other party's cultivation was so high, but if he really felt the pressure of the divine consciousness that was far higher than his Sun Zhengwen, he Sun Zhengwen could only be regarded as truly feeling what was the ten descendants of the mountain gate back then.

Sun Zhengwen gritted his teeth, but Dong Chenglin on the other side had no intention of letting him go, Sun Zhengwen still pressed on him with his divine sense.

He Dong Chenglin's late stage of the Xuanwang can be deployed like his Sun Zhengwen or that high road, only going backwards and not moving forward, and his Dong Chenglin's late stage of the Xuanwang can be described as a particularly real gold fire refining.

Sun Zhengwen, who couldn't help it, sat cross-legged without reverting to his original state, his buttocks left the futon, kneeling on one knee, his neck and head leaning forward, his hands propped up in front of him, and his forehead was already sweating profusely.

Seeing this, the head on the side hesitated, but he thought of something, or maybe it was the little bit in his heart that he remembered before, caressing the cuffs of his clothes, taking a deep breath in his chest, and running around his body.

Apparently he was also a mountain monk in the early days of King Xuan.

In addition to their qualifications being old enough, the rest of these old-school monks are the past that they can see, otherwise no matter how they rely on the old and sell the old, the eight seats in the Ancestral Hall of the Mountain Gate will not have a place for them.

Why is the head Lu Xiucai still the head of the house even if he has not appeared in front of everyone for a hundred years, no matter how much power he holds in the deputy head, he still only calls himself the deputy head, it is because he Lu Xiucai is very high in his previous cultivation alone, and he has reached the peak of King Xuan's Great Perfection.

Who is sure that the current Lu Xiucai is not from the Xuanhuang Realm?

If this is the case, then when he Lu Xiucai turns around and wants to take care of the original mountain gate affairs in the East Heavenly Gate, then the Ancestor Hall on the Taihu Lake Peak, which is still very new, will become a joke completely.

Dong Chenglin snorted lightly, raised his hand and brushed his sleeves at will, so next to him Gao Dao it was like a whirlwind of Xuan power, and in this Xuan Dao, he was really like a duckweed grass swaying in the wind, swaying.

The breath around his body was completely cut off.

The sea of thoughts in the mind is even more upside down.

Gao Dao's face was pale, and the corners of his mouth did not hide the wry smile at all, in the end, it was his senior brother, he Gao Dao had always admired him from below, and he always wanted to surpass, and he was also the senior brother who resented a lot!

But at this moment, Dong Chenglin suddenly stopped, and the awe-inspiring power in the entire lobby disappeared without a trace in an instant.

It's like it has never happened, it's just that his Sun Zhengwen is sweating profusely, and his high-minded face is pale, but he can't be fake.

Although there is no oppression from Dong Chenglin's mysterious power, the two of them do not feel the slightest bit relaxed.

Dong Chenglin got up, his hands behind his back, his face was beardless, his appearance was upright, and the fair-skinned Dong Chenglin was completely a fairy wind bone, the appearance of an original mountain monk.

"It's not that you two are stupid, but your eyes are too shallow and shallow, standing on the top of this mountain, you should think more about the scenery that can be seen on the top of this mountain. ”