"Ordinary Dao Method, Daolu Division has its own collection, what Dao friends want, it seems to be the fundamental law that points directly to the source? Although the dragon grass is precious, it is still much worse than the fundamental law. If the Taoist friends are willing to change the Fa, the poor Daoists are willing to run for the Taoist friends to search for the fundamental law of the three religions. ”

Yuan Wei Daoist groaned slightly and said in a deep voice.

It will definitely be a loss to change the dragon grass alone, but if you change it to other spells, you don't have to worry about the three sects not being moved.

"Changing the law? Hahaha......" Mo Chuan burst out laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" Yuan Wei Daoren asked.

"The Heavenly Demon Academy opened by the poor Dao, all the exercises can be taught to students, it is the Heavenly Demon Secret Method, which is also listed, and the Taoist friends say that if you change the law, you are not afraid of suffering?" Mo Chuan laughed.

"Heavenly Demon Secret Method? But the rumors ...... A secret method of heavenly demons that can replenish the bloodline of ten thousand demons? ”

"Exactly."

"What Dao friends just said is true?"

"If there is any nonsense, the sky will thunder and thunder."

Mo Chuan stretched out his hand to poke the sky and swore softly.

The Heavenly Demon Secret Method is indeed in the Wanjing Building of the Heavenly Demon Academy, and it can be called the Zhenlou Exercise.

Mo Chuan also listed the redemption conditions.

Although the conditions were very harsh, Nu's efforts were not hopeless.

"Dare to ask Daoyou, is the Heavenly Demon Academy really teachable?" Lama Pila asked with a serious face.

"Of course."

Hearing this, Lama Balie's eyes flickered: "That Heavenly Demon Academy, can you accept me from the Western Regions?" ”

Mo Chuan lowered his face coldly: "The master is doubting the way to save people from the poor? ”

"Daoyou's words are serious, Middle Earth has always been xenophobic, and the poor monk is naturally a little unbelievable when he first hears about the feat of Daoyou."

"Disputes arise from differences, and the customs of the two places that have been seen along the way are worlds apart! If the world can be united, it will be a plowshare, and it will always be a happy land. Mo Chuan made a loud noise.

"The world is ...... in harmony"

Yuan Wei Daoren muttered to himself, and finally understood why Mo Chuan wanted to build the Heavenly Demon Academy in a shocking way.

Lama Pila was silent.

In his heart, he sneered at Mo Chuan's world.

However, if the Heavenly Demon Academy can really be like a private school, without looking at the origin, and teach the exercises, this is not an opportunity for the Western Regions.

There are many heirs of the chieftains of the major tribes, and it is not a loss for everyone to pick a few in the past.

If you can return at the end of the period, won't you be full of harvest?

Of course, there are pros and cons to this matter.

This is a disadvantage, I am afraid that these students who return after the expiration of the term will participate in the battle of the tribal chieftain and cause turmoil.

It is more likely to be manipulated by the Heavenly Demon Academy, so that the cholera grassland and even the grassland can be controlled.

However, the returning students, but Jiazi cultivation, can they really be in the cholera grassland under the noses of the three sects?

In addition, no matter how big the Heavenly Demon Academy is, no matter how many exercises there are, can it still withstand learning?

As long as one or two batches of students are dispatched, it is enough to hollow out the Heavenly Demon Academy.

After weighing the pros and cons, Lama Bulje silently had a plan in his heart, and he did not learn the exercises of prostitution, which was simply short-sighted.

Let's test it first.

Thinking of this, Lama Balie was about to speak, but unexpectedly, Mo Chuan, who had been smiling and chanting without speaking, his face suddenly sank.

"Daoyou ......"

"There are important things to deal with in the poor road, and we will meet again if we have a fate!"

Mo Chuan dropped a sentence, and his figure suddenly disappeared, startling the faces of Yuan Weidao and Ballai Lama slightly.

……

……

Turn back the clock to a quarter of an hour ago.

Guangling Dragon City, Daoji Division.

In the side room of the right performance room, Xuanyun was sitting cross-legged, meditating, and a cup of moon dew in his hand had dried up.

I don't know how long it took, but he slowly collected his work and let out a long breath.

"Another three years of growth!"

He muttered, feeling like a dream lately.

In the past, in the Fuluan view, cultivation was to increase by day, and cultivation was the way to become a river and sea without accumulating small streams.

The master also kept telling him that if you practice like this, you will have a solid foundation.

However, since he followed Master Zu, his cultivation resources have skyrocketed, especially the moon dew sent by Master Zu recently, which is directly measured in cylinders, and the growth rate of his cultivation is directly calculated by years.

It's horrifying.

At this time, he learned from the disciples of the Three Sects of Guangling that the ancestor had turned into a thousand-foot giant in the Ten Thousand Miles of Jinghuang, waving the dragon's beard, using the valley as a cup, gathering the essence of the sun and the moon, and building the Yao Pond in the world.

The news was simply dizzying to him.

He was in a trance for a long time.

I am also more and more aware of the humility of cultivation.

With his current cultivation, I'm afraid that he doesn't even have the resources to serve tea and pour water for his grandfather.

Thanks to the blessings of the master, we have today's creation.

This is the fundamental reason why he still practiced diligently after he took over the post of right performing the Fa.

"Hum—"

Suddenly, the talisman arranged outside the quiet room heard a warning sound.

As soon as he raised his hand, a talisman sword fell into his palm, and his face changed greatly.

He hurriedly pushed the door out, and outside the courtyard, the old Taoist Changqing ghost fairy was sitting at the desk, holding the Taoist scripture in his hand, looking at it with relish, and there was a ghost puppet standing behind him.

"Master, something is wrong."

"How did I teach you? There is calm in every big event......"

"Pucheng Dao Zhengji Zuo Zhiling was attacked, I am afraid that there will be more luck and less luck!"

"What?"

Fuluan Lao Dao suddenly couldn't calm down.

"This is the Distress Talisman Sword!"

Xuanyun hurriedly approached and presented the talisman sword.

Fuluan Lao Dao swept over at a glance, and his figure suddenly escaped into the ghost puppet, and beckoned: "Go!" ”

The master and apprentice immediately rushed out of the Daoji Division.

Pucheng Dao Zhengsi Zuo Zhiling, is the Taoist official appointed by Fuluan Lao Dao after reporting to the ancestor master.

Today is the day he went to the city to report on his work, but now he is attacked outside the city, and he is afraid that the Guangling Dharma will change.

After the master and apprentice left Dragon City, they immediately set up their magical powers and galloped away along the official road.

Before they could get closer, they saw passers-by frightened and fled in panic.

Walking further, I saw that on the official road, the ground was full of messes, the carriages were scattered, and a white-haired Taoist was touching the corpse with a short body, and when he saw Xuanyun, his face changed greatly, and he turned around to escape.

"Where to go!"

Fu Luan Lao Dao roared angrily, controlled the ghost puppet, and roared away.

This puppet was given by the ancestor himself, and he broke out with all his strength for three hundred years, and he didn't dare to say that he walked sideways in Guangling, but he could match it, and he had a name and a surname.

They don't dare to offend Long Wei!

"Fu Wang, the mandrill is five links, the blood food is rampant, one is only known, and the order is implemented!"

Suddenly, the white-haired Taoist who turned around and wanted to flee suddenly turned his head, and with a wave of his hand, a sword shot out, followed by the edict of five rampant soldiers and horses.

"Hula-"

The golden characters of the inscription are like soaring flames, and when the flames rise, countless rampant soldiers are sprinkled.

Surround the old Dao of Fuluan.

"Rampant? Shi Gongjiao, dare to disobey the right acting? When Fuluan Lao Dao saw the leading rampant, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he screamed.

"Hmph, you're dead, who still knows that it's my teacher?" The white-haired Taoist friend was expressionless.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap suddenly came from behind Fuluan Lao Dao, shocked by the rampant Fuluan Lao Dao, looked back in horror, and saw a rampant handsome, standing in the air, with five fingers like a dragon, holding the clouds.

One after another, the Heavenly Master Su Fu shone up from all around Xuanyun, but he couldn't withstand the pressure of the rampant handsome at all.

In the scream, it shattered.

Along with it, there is also the Xuanyun skin.

Fuluan Lao Dao only saw the sky full of plasma, splashing the sky, staining the earth red, making his thoughts empty.

(End of chapter)