I saw the Zhenwu soap carving flag unfurled in the wind, and suddenly turned into a banner that covered the sky and the sun and rolled towards the meritorious golden lotus, and the Xuanhuo Jian mirror shone with divine light, shooting out a blazing sun, and fixed the meritorious golden lotus in the yangyan.

The Yuanhong Sword appeared with four elephants, and suppressed it together with the Creation Blue Lotus.... Seeing that the merit golden lotus had dimmed and was about to succeed, he heard a greeting from the side.

"Slow down, little friend."

Lu Zhi was shocked, and instantly felt an incomparable pressure coming, and the whole person froze in place, and he was no longer able to suppress the meritorious golden lotus, so he could only watch as the meritorious golden lotus shook slightly, swept away the suppressive blockade of the Zhenwu soap carving flag, slowly spun and flew into the hands of one person, and disappeared.

Quasi-Tidaoist!

Lu Zhi's complexion changed, but he didn't expect that this Western Second Sect Master would end up in person with the dignity of a saint.

After standing in place for several breaths, Lu Zhi finally recovered and relieved himself of the weight like the top of Mount Tai.

He glanced at Zhun Ti deeply, raised his hand and bowed down, "Lu Zhi pays a visit to the Zhun Ti Sect Master." ”

Although this sudden appearance was unexpected by Lu Zhi, from another point of view, it was also an unexpected joy.

Zhun Ti nodded at Lu Zhi with a smile on his face, but his heart was extremely dignified, this time he had no choice but to come forward to recover the merit golden lotus in person, and came to the front of the stage, I am afraid that he will be embarrassed by the opportunity of the Taishang.

But he had to come forward again, after all, the merit golden lotus was the supreme treasure he used in the West to suppress the luck of the sect, and this time the accident collapsed the three grades, which had already caused him to lose a lot of luck and merit in the Western Sect, which made him heartache.

If Lu Zhi robs him again, then there is really a risk that he will not be able to suppress his luck.

Moreover, Yuan Hong's luck and spiritual rhyme are now also stored in the golden lotus of merit, and this spiritual rhyme is of great use to their future Buddhist protector of the heavenly Buddhist sect, fighting to defeat the Buddha, and it is related to his plan to change Buddhism in the West, and there can be no problems...

So even if he knew that he was jumping out now, he was afraid that he would have to lose his face, he could only admit it, anyway, after so many years, his face had already been lost.

Even a junior like Lu Zhi, he can be called a friend, so why is he afraid of losing a little face, after all, no matter how strong that Taishang Daoist brother is, it is impossible to kill him, a saint, right?

Suddenly, I saw that above the heavenly dome, suddenly 30,000 miles of purple qi came from the east, sweet rain fell from the sky, the ground swelled with golden lotus, and the white-haired old Taoist wearing a purple gold gossip Taiji robe rode a green ox, led by a young man in green clothes, and stepped on the purple qi.

The ability of the saint, thousands of miles away, is just waiting for leisure, and in a blink of an eye, Lao Jun and the Grand Master of Xuandu have already come to the field.

Lu Zhi hurriedly bowed down and bowed, "Master, senior brother." ”

Zhun Ti's eyes flashed, and the smile on his face was a little stiff: "Taishang Daoyou." ”

Lao Jun first nodded at Lu Zhi, then looked at Zhun Ti, and said lightly: "Zhun Ti Daoist, but I don't know, you are not in the Western Elysium to be blessed, why did you come to my east?" is still embarrassed by the old way. ”

"Isn't it that he offended Daoist friends somewhere? Otherwise, the old Taoist taught him a lesson for his fellow Daoists? ”

Zhun Ti's eyes were solemn, and his face showed his signature smile like a spring breeze, and said: "Why did the Taishang Daoist say this, Lu Zhi Xiaoyou is a rare spiritual person in heaven and earth, how can the poor Dao be embarrassed by him." ”

Lao Jun nodded as usual: "My inferior disciple really didn't offend fellow Daoists?" If that's the case, then why did Zhun Ti Daoist send that Yuan Hong to use evil methods to assassinate my disciples? ”

"Isn't it... Zhun Ti Daoist friends think that the old Taoist is not prosperous in teaching, is he weak and can be bullied? ! ”

Zhun Ti's heart tightened, knowing that if he couldn't give Lao Jun a satisfactory explanation of this matter, he was afraid that it would be difficult to be good.

"Taishang Daoist, please listen to the words of the poor Tao first... That Yuan Hong used evil methods to assassinate Lu Zhi's little friend, but Poor Dao didn't know about it. ”

"Although Yuan Hong does have a bit of a relationship with me in the West, he is not a member of my Western sect."

"And before, when he was a guest of my Western Heavenly Dojo, he stole my Western Twelve Grades of Merit Golden Lotus and Lu Zhuan's Seven Arrows Book, and came to this Xiqi to assassinate Lu Zhi's little friend.

"I don't want Lu Zhi Xiaoyou to have superb supernatural powers and profound blessings, so he has already taken a step ahead of the poor road, and he will go to ashes of Yuan Hong's evil obstacle first..."

Hearing this quasi-mention, Lu Zhi couldn't help but inexplicably feel a feeling of 'temporary worker in an accident' in the later life, but at this moment, Lao Jun personally came down, and with just such a few explanations, I am afraid that it will not be so easy to fool the past.

Sure enough, Lao Jun didn't pay attention to what he said at all, and just said: "People from the West are not allowed to set foot in the East for three thousand years, and the son of the Demon Emperor will not be born for 10,000 years." ”

"In addition, Poor Dao heard that you have a treasure in the West, called the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, which gathers hundreds of millions of merits and trust, and my disciple was harmed by the nail-headed Seven Arrows Book, and his merit and luck have lost a lot, so take the Eight Treasures Merit Pool to compensate my disciple."

Hearing this, Zhun Ti couldn't help but change color, and he couldn't maintain a smile on his face anymore: "Too good a fellow Daoist, but it's too difficult for a strong person." ”

"My West is already barren, for many years, Poor Dao and Senior Brother and his disciples have been running in all directions of this heaven and earth, just to restore my old scene in the West, if I am trapped in the West, after three thousand years, I am afraid that the West will be desolate, and it will be barren for thousands of miles!"

"And the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, which is also the result of my senior brother and I for hundreds of millions of years, a little bit of hard work, and now it has become an indispensable treasure of luck for suppressing sects in my West, how can it change hands?"

Lao Jun is not surprised that this Zhun Ti reacted like this, he was deliberately embarrassed, this Zhun Ti really agreed, and he was not good at taking the next step.

"Quasi-Daoist friend, you say that it is difficult for me to be strong, so you wait for a dignified saint, but you come to deliberately calculate the disciple of Lao Dao, and you are not surrendering your identity, don't be shameless?"

"Lao Dao won't say much to you today, you and the Daoist friends, you will follow Lao Dao to the chaos outside the day to end this cause and effect!"

Without waiting for Zhun Ti to respond, he saw Lao Jun raise his hand and throw a piece of Taiji diagram, turning into a golden bridge to connect into the chaos outside the sky, and then the black and white light flashed, and Lao Jun and Zhun Ti disappeared into the field.

Lu Zhi glanced at the place where the two saints had disappeared, and his expression moved slightly.

"Qingzhi." Archmage Xuandu greeted.

"Senior brother."

Archmage Xuandu gloated and said: "Qingzhi, you have done an excellent job this time, those two Western sect masters, for many years, have been plotting against me in the East, and have done a lot of things secretly, but the master has never been able to hold any of their hands and feet." ”

"This time, with the help of the burning lamp and the Lu Zhudao people calculating your affairs, these two are afraid that they will be beaten by the master."

Lu Zhi didn't have any special thoughts and reactions, but just asked, "Senior brother, I don't quite understand, why did those two Western Sect Masters calculate against me this time?" ”

Archmage Xuandu just smiled: "Qingzhi, what do you think?" Do you think that those two Western sect masters will really risk offending the master and calculate against you? ”

Lu Zhi was puzzled, isn't this already an obvious thing?

Archmage Xuandu just shook his head: "Qingzhi, you still haven't seen through the deep calculations of those two. ”

"You have the protection of your master, how can you calculate it with a nail-headed seven-arrow book? The reason why they acquiesced to this matter was just to collect the heart of the lamp and the land pressure. ”

"Even if you know that you will fail, but the burning lamp and the land pressure will no longer be able to break away from him to the west, otherwise, between heaven and earth, there will be no place for those two people."

"That land pressure is better, but I still have a little bit of incense with Nuwa Niangniang, if I hide in the Wa Palace to seek refuge and no longer go out, the master is not strong enough to be a dignitary in the Snail Palace, but the burning lamp, if you don't enter the West, I'm afraid that disaster will come in an instant, and you will not be able to overlive."

Lu Zhi raised his eyebrows, and then didn't ask any more, after all, the game and ideas between the saints were really not something he could understand.

Anyway, this time, under Lao Jun's arrangement, there was no half a wave in the whole process, and Lao Jun must have already thought about the follow-up arrangements, and he didn't have to worry about anything.