Chapter 609: One Two Luck Three Feng Shui

As the saying goes, the mountain is not high, and there is a fairy name.

My Zhenwu Emperor sits here, even if the Zhenwu Palace is just an ordinary thatched house, it must be the world's first-class cave heaven blessed land, the earthly divine domain!

In other words, to be able to hear the Emperor's lecture here, even if it is just a stop of a few words, it must be the most first-class opportunity in the world!

With the current level of martial arts, no one is qualified to sit here and listen to Tianzun's sermons!

Regardless of the emperor who is in charge of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, the fate of all living beings; is still high, Weili is a heavenly list of its own; Even the beggar who was begging on the side of the road, shaped like a weed, had no meaning in the eyes of the True Martial Emperor, the Taixuan Tianzun, the Xuantian God, and the Patriarch of the Clothed Hair.

Because in this world, there is no one who can deserve to be looked at by the Heavenly Venerable, and all beings are equal.

Fortitude, the reason why I can sit here is that there is only "chance"!

Of course, now that the emperor is sitting in the Zhenwu Palace, he has never wanted to leave the Zhenwu faction, so such an "opportunity" naturally falls on the Zhenwu faction.

It's like the boundless Gaomiao, the infinite "providence", the providence is like this, who can do anything about it?

At this moment, the old Dao led by Xuan Miaozi was neatly aligned, sitting at the door of the Dao Wen Palace with a righteous and awe-inspiring attitude, and was coming out of this palace as an auditor, and the sound of the Yin and Yang Confusion of the Great Dao Yin and Yang Cave was coming out of the Dao Palace.

I am afraid that I will miss a little bit when I listen, and then regret it for years to come.

They are not qualified to enter the True Martial Palace.

No matter what the reason is, the True Martial Hall is the ancestral land of the True Martial Sect and the inseparable core of them.

And this group of old Taoist priests present, each of them can be said to be one of the worthy masters of the True Martial Sect, and they have a completely sufficient reason to enter the palace.

But since the True Martial God sat in this world, the legal principles that should have been taken for granted have already undergone earth-shaking changes.

They don't have the ability, let alone the qualifications, to enter the True Martial Palace.

In other words, being able to listen outside the Zhenwu Hall is already the biggest "opportunity" given to them by the Zhenwu God!

In fact, the group of bosses present did not feel the slightest guilt about their status as auditors, but were sincerely grateful to their ancestors.

Thousands of years of faith in exchange for this heavenly opportunity.

It was also a good time for their generation to catch up, otherwise the ancestors of the True Martial Sect really jumped out of the coffin, which would be their turn to listen here?

Looking back in time, the last time they were so serious, it was when their master passed the position of head of the sect to Xuan Miaozi in the True Martial Hall before he sat down.

And it is precisely because of their own master sitting that these veterans in the True Martial Arts Sect have let go of their nature.

"Yes, yes, yes, drip, drip! Especially that Xuanmiaozi, that guy was rampant and domineering in the True Martial Sect, acting as a prestige, oppressing the weak and pitiful, making them helpless juniors dare not speak out.

On weekdays, he is a sloppy king, greasy uncle's style, and now that our junior brothers give our senior brother face, we won't focus on naming him here, but Master Zu, don't be polite to such a person, now you should let him know how strict and solemn the door rules of my true martial arts sect are! ”

Going out at the door of the Zhenwu Palace, while listening to the sound of the Great Dao transmitted by the Yin and Yang Mixed Yuan, several old Taoists were silently cheering up their senior brothers in their hearts, thinking of a certain heartiness, and they also smiled slightly and stretched out their thumbs to the Xuanmiao Zidao who was at the front of the entrance of the Zhenwu Palace.

They know that their voices may not be heard by ordinary people.

But where are they now?

They're in front of the True Martial Throne now!

They don't need to open their mouths at all to think in their hearts, and they can definitely be heard by the patriarch.

So...... Come on, brother, you are the best!

“????”

Many question marks flashed above Xuan Miaozi's head.

"Are these junior brothers using leopard gall for breakfast today? So bold? ”

It's a pity that these little thoughts of theirs don't play a role here at all, because they are just observers here, not the protagonists at this time.

In the Zhenwu Palace, the statue of the Emperor Zhenwu in the imperial crown is lifelike, holding a magic sword in one hand, and a black flag carved with soap in the other.

But none of this can hide the demeanor of the black-robed young man who is sitting cross-legged in front of the statue of Zhenwu.

Zhang Yuanshan was almost suffocated, doing it at the beginning of this "young man".

He's not an idiot who knows nothing, and he's not a fool who doesn't know anything.

In fact, the fact that he can be pinned on by the Zhang family and recognize his ability already means that even if he may not be able to compare with those real heavenly pride in the martial arts, the best in the world, but at least the talent of a Chinese person is completely certain.

Seeing the head of the sect, as well as the elders in the faction, he was almost sacrificially put into the True Martial Palace, and then sat at the door of the hall with a respectful face, not daring to take a step beyond the Lei Chi, Zhang Yuanshan had already made enough preparations for the identity of the person in the True Martial Palace.

But when he really saw that person, and saw the figure that was almost one with the statue of the True Martial Emperor, he finally knew what the biggest secret hidden in his True Martial Sect was!

True martial arts, supreme true martial arts!

Even if he was just sitting here, he had already given Zhang Yuanshan almost suffocating horror.

The figure is like a young man, and like a high emperor, but there is no kind of horizontal pressure on the ancients, the appearance of the emperor who dominates the first generation, but a kind of majestic and restrained, if the soft water is soft, like the shape of Tai Chi's round yin and yang.

The slight shaking of the sleeves of the young man's black robe, rolling waves, layers of black water, simple and obscure, round after circle, evolved one dark whirlpool after another in front of Zhang Yuanshan's body.

It seems to be chaotic and too one, and it is like opening the world, and the countless people who can attract can't help but indulge in death.

And above his head, a Qingyun seems to overturn the heavens and all worlds, in which black and white are intertwined, life and death flow, Xuanwu and beetle snakes are pulled, and the faintly rolling black water seems to hold up a scroll of yin and yang meandering, Taiji Pisces swirling.

But now Zhang Yuanshan is sitting with a loveless face, and he has no heart to comprehend the peerless opportunity that is unimaginable for thousands of years in front of him.

He felt that all the Taoist scriptures and Taoist books he had read about the Zhenwu Emperor since he was a child could now be torn apart and fed to the dogs.

Because there is no Taoist scripture at all, it is recorded that the character of Emperor Zhenwu is so unreliable...... Well, jump out...... It's not right, it's free and easy!

"Young man, don't you really have the idea of changing your name?"

"I'm sorry, Emperor. Yuanshan has no idea of changing its name. "In the True Martial Palace, Zhang Yuanshan is righteous and eloquent.

"It's good to change your name, let me tell you, as the so-called two luck and three feng shui, in this world, the name represents cause and effect, and represents power." The young Lin Qing seemed to have thought of something, he rolled up his sleeves with great interest and gestured a few times in front of Zhang Yuanshan.

"For example, the name 'Du Bai', this name is good, the innate great cause and effect, the entire heavens and all worlds, and several alternative big worlds owe him three points of cause and effect, because he is the beginning of all stories.

If you change your name to this, there will be at least several Innate Dao Ancestors who want to give you benefits in this squid world, and then your chances of becoming enlightened in the future will be at least thirty percent more! Lin Qing was full of interest for a while, and he said it as if it was true.

"Uh...... Patriarch, aren't you tricking me? How do I feel that "Du Bai" is the name of the wine? Du Kang, old white dry? ”

"Try it, don't want money anyway, trust a little bit, anyway, you didn't suffer, what if you succeed? Didn't you earn it? (* ̄rǒ ̄)" Lin Qing buttoned his nose and said with an indifferent face.

Zhang Yuanshan: " (ー_ー)!! ”