"You seem to be very concerned about this Venerable Battle in my mountain?"

The palace at the top of the sacred mountain was entangled in mist, but there was not a trace of mist in the palace.

On the contrary, compared to the gloomy and cold Holy Land of the Tuo Yu River, Daojun's palace was spacious and bright, and even had sunlight shining.

The sun shone lazily on a gray robe, making the old-looking Daojun look a little more lazy.

Compared with the angry national war, Daojun seems to have no quarrel with the world, and is only limited to the peace of a small world.

There was a bit of curiosity in his eyes, and he looked at Zun, who was also lying on his side.

For a cultivator of Daojun's level, he is hardly interested in many things, but Daojun is indeed a little curious about the arrival of Venerable.

Besides, a great cultivator of the same level as him would not do meaningless things.

"Actually, I just wanted to come over and ask, can you help me curse the Jinwu Emperor, Emperor Jing, Li Guang......"

"Can't!"

Before His Excellency's words were finished, Daojun directly interrupted the other party's words and directly stated the answer.

"Please!" Honorable way.

"Then you will cut off your eyeballs and send them to me first," Daojun said seriously.

"Don't hit my body," the Venerable said unhappily.

"It was you who hit me first" Daojun shrugged his shoulders and said, "But if I kill the people you said, I will need to die from now on, how long do you think my old bones can escape?" ”

"Then you kill Haotian and the Queen Mother first, and if you kill their leader, no one will order you to hunt you down," Venerable instigated.

"Then let Sanqing Tianzun use the name of encirclement and rebellion to unify the Immortal Court and the Heavenly Court?" Daojun frowned and said, "Then how miserable will I die if I am a rebel?" ”

"You're just thinking too much," the Venerable muttered.

"If you really want me to kill these people, I might as well just curse you, at least I can get two eyeballs to save my capital," Daojun said dissatisfied.

"You make me panic when you say that!"

Zun Shang made a joke, and was also made by Daojun's joking words.

If it weren't for the fact that his eyes were useless to Daojun at the moment, Venerable felt that Daojun would definitely be able to do this kind of thing.

Of course, the purpose of his trip was not to ask Daojun to make a move.

His Excellency wanted to see a lively scene to see if the only human spy in the Evil Ross River Holy Land could survive.

Things were a little unexpected, Zhang Xuezhou and others were beaten half to death by Hongku, but they got mixed up with Hongku, and even Hongku also arranged a back road intimately.

Daojun didn't pay attention to or was interested in snooping into what was going on below, but Venerable looked at it through his eyes.

He even saw a good show in the Five Ghost Yin Wind Sword Formation.

"Actually, I'm here to ask you for someone," the Venerable said.

"Who?"

"Venerable Plague!"

"She? What do you want her to do? Do you want to spread the plague to the Han side? ”

"Actually, I just wanted to kill her!"

“……”

Daojun looked at the Venerable who had no score on his lips, and it was difficult for him to know the true thoughts of the Venerable for a while.

"I don't like the number nine," Daojun repeated earnestly.

"Count him in for his fate!"

Zun Shang waved his hand and temporarily gave up the idea of killing Jin Chang.

As long as Jin Chang has that head, the other party will indeed be more difficult, and it is easy to cause a misunderstanding between him and Daojun.

His Excellency didn't bother to reveal the hidden thunder of the Holy Land of the Tuo Yu River, anyway, his words had already been said in advance.

He watched a good show, and also concluded that Zhang Xuezhou, a spy, was alive and well, and there was nothing important at the moment.

The opponent did very well and didn't need his help.

His Excellency likes this kind of person.

Without his help, Zhang Xuezhou and others also got through the difficulties, which gave him a little more confidence in Zhang Xuezhou's entry into Chang'an City to spy on Emperor Jing's reality.

As a spy, if it is a spy who wants to rely on force to investigate, this kind of spy will not be able to go far.

Spies need to be armed but not too reliant on force.

In the environment faced by the spies, there were too many people who were more powerful than the spies.

If a spy excels in force, the other party will not do such a spy thing.

His Excellency is very optimistic about Zhang Xuezhou.

At least in this verification, the other party passed the test almost perfectly.

"Anything else?" Daojun asked.

"Forget it, I'll take the initiative!"

After some words, it was time for Daojun to catch up with the guests, which made Zun Shang quite boring.

But he didn't mind losing this face, after all, in front of Daojun, his face was not worth much.

"Feather is in a hurry!"

The Venerable exhaled, and the White Crane Demon Flying Feather suddenly spread its wings, and the dragon chariot of the five giant dragons was extremely carefully controlled and shuttled over the palace.

"See you next time!"

His Excellency waved his hand, his body was vertical, and then he swept into the palace like a gust of wind.

He stepped on the dragon chariot and fled far away with the roaring wind and clouds.

"This old guy has always been thoughtful, and he definitely won't come to do such simple things!"

Watching Venerable leave, Daojun's casual eyes became formal.

"The older you get, the more crazy you become, this old guy's body is about to collapse, and the flesh that has taken hundreds of years to cultivate has been chopped to death again, will he do something like a dog jumping off the wall?"

Daojun stretched out his fingers and counted the relevance.

He finally sighed.

His Excellency's behavior is crazy, and he is not much better.

No one can die forever, even if they have the best strength in the world, and when the time comes, they will leave.

Or like the Venerable Lord, suppress the body and survive, or as he uses Yin Qi to infuse the body to maintain vitality.

Many people have their own means, but no matter what means, they can only delay the arrival of death, but not prevent it from coming.

"If that day comes, what will I do?"

This is a question that Daojun has thought about many times, but there is no answer to each thought.

He has a weak temperament, but he also has difficulty grasping the thoughts of the last stage of his life.

"Maybe before you die, you can kill a few old guys who don't like it for a long time?"

The light in Daojun's eyes flashed with a different color, his mouth opened, and a red flying blade as thin as a cicada's wings immediately danced on the tip of his tongue.

Dots of red light continued to flicker on the flying blades, like a series of law textures, exuding bursts of chaotic and indistinguishable mystical aura.

Daojun stared at the flying blade.

The flying blade, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, suddenly reflected several noble and extraordinary figures and immortal wind bones.

Daojun looked at these people, and he looked at them for a long time.

As long as he fell into hysterical madness, he undoubtedly had the confidence to kill any top-level being.

But he won't shoot a lot of times, one is that his spell is a one-hit victory, another attack will weaken, and repeated attacks will make him completely unsharp, and his means will be reduced to normal.

The second is that these people he is not used to seeing are not fools, and they can sit there and wait for him to kill.

No one dares to provoke Daojun, but there are a few people who Daojun can provoke, and he can't fight all the heroes in the world alone.

"This kind of life is really unpleasant!"

He finally vomited and took a stone to carve there.

Several knives fell, and in the flying stone chips, a figure with a rickety figure appeared.

When Daojun painted a few more knives, Hong's miserable appearance had already been presented on the stone carving.

He didn't like to govern the affairs of the Holy Land, but Dao Jun was not ignorant of the affairs in the Holy Land, especially the grievances involving spells.

He knew the spells of Hongku, and he was also very aware of the spells of the other Venerables in the Holy Land, and even knew a little about what happened to Hongku.

"This old boy's situation is somewhat similar to mine, but he defeated the four monks of the Self-Realm with the Divine Power Realm......"

If you compare Dao Jun with several top-level existences, it is undoubtedly the situation of Hongku's face to Venerable.

"Heart Mantra" leads to the realm of true self, but "Heart Mantra" cannot reach the top.

In the Ninety-Five System set by Emperor Qin, Daojun only belonged to the forty-two realm monks.

There is a small realm gap between him and the strongest group.

The gap between these several small realms made Dao Jun's cultivation imperfect, and it also made him flawed.

If he couldn't push the "Heart Mantra" to a more extreme end, his cultivation had already come to an end.

Daojun has two wishes at the moment, one is to extend the "Heart Mantra" to a more extreme and far-reaching place, to see if he can move his cultivation to the limit, so as to step into the real avenue.

The other is to see if he can pull a few old guys on the road when he dies in the future.

As for immortality or something, Daojun felt that he had already looked down on it.

Compared with his own pursuit of the kind of life that lasts and has no hope, he prefers the ending of others being killed by him after they go to pseudo-immortality.

This may be the greatest source of pleasure before he dies.