"Tao Te Ching" is written by Li Er in the Spring and Autumn Period, also known as "Tao Te Ching", "Lao Tzu", "Five Thousand Words", "Lao Tzu Five Thousand Words", "Lao Tzu Five Thousand Words", is a brilliant work before the ancient pre-Qin princes split their families, and is an important source of Taoist thought.

The words of this book are really every word. Don't say Jin Shengyuzhen when chanting, at least it should be magnificent, right? However, instead of hearing any wonderful scriptures, He Xiaotian felt a chill penetrate the cracks of his bones, as if his entire soul was frozen invisibly.

And what's even more amazing is that I wasn't diving to the ground before?

Why, now, a flash suddenly appeared in a Taoist temple!!

I saw that the size of this room was no more than forty or fifty square meters, and on the altar not far in front of him, there was a shadow. A mysterious power permeated his body, making it impossible for others to see the true face.

There is a tablet on the table, but unfortunately, perhaps due to time, the handwriting on it has long been blurred. Even if He Xiaotian's eyes widened, he couldn't distinguish any traces.

It's like there's no writing at all in front of the tablet.

In addition, there is an incense burner, the inner incense has been burned out, only the incense ashes are full of incense. In addition to this, there is a thin page.

It contains scriptures in obscure language that is not even part of the human language. It is worth mentioning that this text has a color!

On the yellowed pages, four lines of scripture are written in ink. Underneath the offering table, there are two more futons. There is also an imprint on it, and it seems that the contemplator here used to meditate here.

"The Tao is the way, the very way; The name is famous, and the name is not very famous. ”

Before He Xiaotian could continue to observe, the creepy chanting sound sounded again. At the same time, the scripture on the offering table began to bloom with a trace of black air.

He could clearly observe that the air currents had drifted into the shadow on the altar. I don't know if it's an illusion, but the faint shadow actually gives people a little condensation.

It may be that when it is completely transformed into substance, "he" will come back to life.

This place is not suitable for a long time!!

The things in the Taoist temple are obviously not good stubble.

Especially the colored page, who was the last one he met with color?

Evil God, Yumeya!!

His brain, surnamed He, will stay and die unless he is teased, and leaving quickly is the right way.

And more importantly, the chanting sound is poisonous!

[Pollution progress: 50.005%]

I just listened to it once, and it went up by 0.005%, is there any mistake?

The monk asks for money excessively, but it is fatal to chant sutras, and it is no longer a joke at this moment.

For He Xiaotian, this is really fatal.

"Nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth, famous, the mother of all things."

Immediately turned around, the huge dragon wings behind him shook, and the whole person shot at the gate of the Taoist Temple like an arrow from the string.

"Rubbing ————"

A pitch-black beam of light passed through the two tattered and decaying portals.

It's just that in the next second, when He Xiaotian stopped his figure, the corners of his eyes twitched suddenly, and he secretly said badly.

Because I don't know why, my special mother returned to the Taoist temple. What was even more frightening was that he was one step closer to the offering table.

"Therefore, there is always no desire, to observe its wonder, and there is always desire, to observe its beauty."

Cold! Very cold! The coldness that goes deep into the bone marrow!

If it weren't for the fact that he glanced at the evil god Mengye, and then advanced to a wave of polluted chemical martial arts, his strength would have taken a big leap. If it was my former self, I guess I couldn't move for a long time.

I could only stand stiffly in place, listening to the chanting. Then I watched the pollution progress continue to rise, and finally completely polluted, leaving in this desperate world.

"Evil Gate!!"

At this time, He Xiaotian definitely couldn't continue to head iron, turned around and ran outside the gate. If he fails again, then he will undoubtedly be one step closer to the offering table, the scripture, the Theravada shadow.

Who knows what will happen when you get closer, or in front of the futon?

The desperate world inside the bronze door is definitely not as simple as the revival stars of two or three big cats and kittens in the present world. Falling down in a random place, he suddenly swam past a system-certified evil god.

Isn't it scary, you say?

If you can't figure out the shadow of the seat, maybe it's some kind of terrifying demon venerable or something. Although he is known as the big devil and the big demon king, in the face of real demon kings and other characters, he is not to grow the ambition of others and destroy his own prestige.

If you do it with real knives and guns, you will definitely not be an opponent!

After all, how many years He Xiaotian has lived, even if he has a golden finger, he can't make up for the age gap for the time being.

Even if it is a pig, if it lives for 10,000 years, it can become a giant, and it belongs to the ranks that are not easy to provoke.

"These two are the same and have different names, the same name is the mystery, the mystery is mysterious, and the door of all wonders."

Gotcha!

He rolled his eyes, he didn't even have to bother to check the progress of the pollution, it was now specified at 50.01%.

"Poof!!"

There was a sound of falling behind him, and He Xiaotian turned his head to look.

Hey, come on, brother?

Without him, it was the embarrassed half-dried corpse chased by the skeleton army.

This guy raised his head, and when he saw He Xiaotian's demon body that had skyrocketed again, breaking through a height of five meters, he showed a wry smile.

Why do you have you everywhere?

As for it!

Then the half-dried corpse turned around, and the two withered arms, like a propeller, slipped out of the Taoist temple with a thud.

Then the gate rippled like ripples in the water, and it crawled back with its arms waved.

I finally know how I got back.

But, then, it is not an egg.

“？！”

After the half-dried corpse looked at himself and took a step closer to He Xiaotian, he showed an incredible expression.

Fortunately, I can't speak English, otherwise it must be a sentence [What!! ], blurted out.

So, turning around → propeller → coming back → shocked, and so on and so on.

After a few times, it had completely gone hand in hand with the Great Devil He.

He Xiaotian: "......"

What do you say you're trying to do?

Now it's okay, it's finally in the arms of Lao Tzu!

"The Tao is the way, the very way; The name is famous, and the name is not very famous. ”

What a good employee, chanting is called a diligence.

"You come over to Lao Tzu!"

He Xiaotian stretched out his hideous dragon claws and pulled half of the dried corpse into his arms.

"Hiss ......"

The dry corpse waved his arms, trying to block the embrace of the monster in front of him.

It's just that everything is in vain, he is already a third-order attribute boss!

"Walk you!"

After hugging the dried corpse with one claw, He Xiaotian didn't say a word, just crumpled it into a ball, and then smashed it at the scriptures.

"Boom!!"

The corpse ball was like a cannon ejecting the chamber, and the one surnamed He was thrown out.

"Bang ————"

Surprisingly, there was no reaction to the scriptures on the offering table, and the ball of dried corpses was thrown at them.

"Nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth, famous, the mother of all things."

Chanting, still.

The corpse ball bounced off as soon as it hit the offering table.

The scriptures flew in mid-air until they hit the ground.

The dried corpse in mid-air looked confused.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?

And the overnight scripture followed the impact and fell in front of He Xiaotian.

"Therefore, there is always no desire, to observe its wonder, and there is always desire, to observe its beauty."

You're really dedicated!

Seeing that there was no movement in the Taoist temple, He Xiaotian looked into the eyes of the scriptures and gradually became dangerous.

"Bang!"

The ball bounced back to the ground and smashed on top of the scriptures.

"These two are the same and have different names, the same name is the mystery, the mystery is mysterious, and the door of all wonders."

As the words fell, the corpse's expression suddenly became desperate.

Then He Xiaotian saw it, as if it was melting, and half of the corpse evaporated.

Wisps of black air fluttered into the shadows above the altar.

"Hiss————"

He Xiaotian gasped, what a domineering scripture.

The dry corpse is not a ruthless character, but it is also a strange thing that can survive in a desperate world and be smuggled out.

As a result, it was such a thing that there was no room for resistance, and it disappeared completely.

Even if you howl, it's done!

"The Tao is the way, the very way; The name is famous, and the name is not very famous. ”

"Nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth, famous, the mother of all things."

"Therefore, there is always no desire, to observe its wonder, and there is always desire, to observe its beauty."

"These two are the same and have different names, the same name is the mystery, the mystery is mysterious, and the door of all wonders."

[Pollution progress: 50.015%]

He Xiaotian looked at the scriptures in front of him with a painful face, and felt that sitting still was not the way.

If you continue like this, you will have to die if you don't die.

And then...... And then his recklessness came up!

Both left and right are dead, why not have a cool hand before you die?

Oh, no.

It should be said that it is a vent, so as to bite off a piece of the enemy's flesh, so that "it" knows that it is not a good stubble.

Do you think that you are the only one in the entire Taoist temple?

Come on, hurt each other!!

Doing what you think of has always been He Xiaotian's purpose.

So, a dragon's claw clawed at the scriptures.

"Boom!!"

Sparks splashed everywhere, and there were even faint cracks on his sharp dragon claws.

Good hard pages.

But the imaginary counterattack did not come.

In this way, there are so many things you can do on your own!

He Xiaotian stretched out his paw and picked up the scripture.

Sure enough, nothing out of the ordinary.

"Po ————"

The invisible force shrouded in front of the entrance of the Taoist temple seemed to suddenly shatter.

He got up and walked out.

When he turned around, he saw that he had not returned to the Taoist temple as before.

"Hoo ————"

He breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he was really the chosen one, and he could survive in a desperate situation.

Speaking of which, half of the dried corpses died a bit miserably!

Why did he touch the scriptures without any problems?

Could it be that you have your own color?

Or, the reason for [Constant Attribute: Evil God's Skin]?

Forget it, I still have a big mess on my body!

Let's get out of trouble first.

He Xiaotian turned his head and was about to leave this place, so as not to be stunned when there was a sudden change.

Without him, I saw a dense crowd of skeleton giants, surrounding him.

When thousands of halberds are aimed at you, no one can be calm.

"The Tao is the way, the very way; The name is famous, and the name is not very famous. ”

The scriptures in my hand have begun the brainwashing cycle again.

He Xiaotian: "......"

Can't you settle down?

In the next second, he saw the skeletons surrounding him, and there was an astonishing change.