There are very few people in the sect, but the name in the world is not inferior to the sect.

There are only a handful of saints in the world, and there are three Taoist sects, two of whom are expounding teachings, even if they don't accept disciples, they are still first-class Taoist systems in the world.

Lao Tzu, as the master of the teaching, has always lived in a simple place, and few people can see his true face.

Yun Zhongzi is different, he has been burning fires in the Eight Views Palace for decades, and he can see the dignity of the saint every day.

No, his old man sits on the futon and naps every day, and he hasn't woken up for three or five years.

"Uncle Shi, the disciple has returned!"

Yun Zhongzi respectfully snorted.

Lao Tzu sat quietly on the futon, his eyes slightly closed, and his snort was long.

"Master Venerable has been wandering outside the world for three years, and he will wake up in a few days."

The Grand Master of Xuandu slowly waved his fan, and he stared at the heat in the furnace, concentrating, without even looking up.

Who knows, the gossip furnace is refining the nine-turn golden pill, but the teacher is napping, the boy is slipping away, who will burn the fire if he doesn't go up?

"I haven't seen you for many years, but Senior Brother's Taoism is getting more and more sophisticated."

Yun Zhongzi straightened up and slowly came to the gossip furnace.

"You have spent three hundred years rebuilding the pavilion, and now it is broken and erected, which is truly supreme.

Poor Dao has been in the Daluo realm for many years, but the fire burning kung fu has made a lot of progress......

The Grand Master of Xuandu smiled slightly, but still did not look up.

The golden horn and the silver horn were playing with the flying sword with great interest, turning into two streamers, one blue and one purple, chasing each other.

Well, it can be seen that these two children have been fishing a lot over the years.

How can the purple gourd disappear repeatedly, why does the gossip furnace frequently burn in the air, behind all this, is it the distortion of morality or the sinking of human nature......

If you go back to the source, everything has to start from that certain Fu True Immortal who came to Bajing Palace.

Yun Zhongzi pretended not to understand the meaning of the Xuandu Grand Master's words, he folded his hands on his sleeves and continued to watch the excitement.

"It's a big dream, and I've been asleep for three years."

Lao Tzu opened his eyes and woke up slowly.

Golden Horn and Silver Horn were shocked, and hurriedly withdrew the flying sword, almost stuffing it into the crotch of his pants.

Yun Zhongzi was overjoyed when he saw this, and immediately took two steps forward and made a joke.

"Uncle Master, the disciple has returned!"

He had cultivated here for many years, and not only learned the way of alchemy and refining weapons, but also obtained the Eight Views Palace Method.

"Hey, you're not cultivating in Zhongnan Mountain, why did you come to Xuandu Cave?"

Lao Tzu looked around and finally noticed the incongruity.

"If it weren't for the fact that the master ordered me to return to the mountain to refine my sword, and then entered the palace to subdue the demon, I am afraid that the disciple is still practicing in the Eight Views Palace at the moment, how can there be these causes and effects?"

Yun Zhongzi did not answer positively, but tactfully complained of bitterness.

He had dealt with all three of the Daomen saints, and he knew the secrets well, and as long as he mentioned the other two in front of one of them, it was often quite effective.

Lao Tzu didn't say a word, just looked at him with a smile.

Yun Zhongzi sighed helplessly, well, this trick sometimes doesn't work.

Lao Tzu sat cross-legged on the couch and lightly pointed out with one finger.

The flying sword with golden horns and silver horns came out in an instant, turning into two streamers of purple and blue.

"Master, I'll know I'm wrong!" 2

The golden-horned boy took the lead, the silver-horned boy followed, and the two knelt on the ground together, their movements were crisp and neat, and they were quite familiar.

Lao Tzu flicked his fingers lightly, hit the two flying swords, and let out a burst of groans.

"Your alchemy has advanced a bit."

Lao Tzu's mind moved, and the purple and green swords returned the same way.

The golden-horned boy hurriedly got up and hurriedly put away the purple sword.

The silver-horned boy raised his eyelids, but still didn't dare to get up.

"This is not the work of the disciple, it is all due to the extraordinary power of the master."

Yun Zhongzi snorted again, his expression becoming more and more respectful.

There are two saints in the teachings, one is his teacher and the other is also his teacher.

"You

Come to Hakkei Palace, but what's the matter?"

Lao Tzu gently flicked his sleeves and sent the two boys out of the cave.

If these two little ancestors knew that the catastrophe had come, they would definitely go down the mountain to practice.

"Uncle Shi, you know me, my disciple has always been loyal, how dare you bother your old man.

This time I went back to the palace, but I just wanted to revisit the old place to relieve the wanderer's sorrows."

Yun Zhongzi bowed slightly, which can not be said to be unwell-behaved.

The Xuandu Archmage was still burning the fire, and he had not slackened in the slightest.

Maybe these are the two different manifestations of loyalty.

"If it weren't for the fact that Lao Dao has known you for many years, I'm afraid I would have been coaxed by your pure appearance.

Thou hast never seen a hare and not a hawk, and if there is nothing important, how can you have time to look at the old way?"

Lao Tzu stroked his beard gently, his eyebrows and eyes smiled, his demeanor was no different from that of a secular elder, and he couldn't see the slightest hint of a saint.

"What is Uncle Shi talking about, since he left the Bajing Palace, the disciple is thinking about it day and night, and he just hates it......

Yun Zhongzi's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his expression was extremely sincere.

"Tell me straight, which treasure are you going to borrow this time?"

Lao Tzu shook his head with a smile, and his mind moved, and he took two treasures.

I saw a big gourd hanging in the air, faintly purple and gold, and there was a yin and yang picture scroll, hanging on the top, implying the mystery of the avenue.

"Uncle Shi, you see people so accurately!"

Yun Zhongzi grinned, he simply didn't pretend.

"After the catastrophe came, the two sects could not stay out of the matter, and now that there is cause and effect, it is better to make a decision as soon as possible.

The Three Heavens of the Sect want to spread the Nine Curves Yellow River Array, this array is extraordinary, even the Daluo Immortals can't break it.

You don't have such a fate, but today the numbers have changed, and no one knows what kind of bad pool will be born."

Lao Tzu said, endless visions appeared in the Eight Views Palace, which showed the scene of the beginning of chaos, and the wonderful operation of Zhou Tianxingdou.

I saw that the yin and yang picture scroll slowly flew out, shining brightly, reflecting the Xuandu Purple Mansion, which was quite extraordinary.

This is the treasure of chaos that can be compared to Pangu Banner - Taiji Diagram.

"Thank you for the treasure!"

Yun Zhongzi bowed lightly and took the treasure with both hands.

"Wait and try to see if you can break the Yellow River Formation, if you really can't break it, the old way will go through it yourself."

Lao Tzu's mind moved, and his vision disappeared.

Everyone in the world knows that saints have no disasters and no calamities, and they are immortal and indestructible, but after all, there is a heavenly way on the top.

The sect leader of the Sect of Interception Tongtian wants to go against the sky, and of course the saint of the sect also wants to compete with the way of heaven.

Lao Tzu didn't expect the people of the Sect to break through the Jiuqu Yellow River Array, but if they could produce some changes, it would be good.

"Obey the Teacher's Order."

Yun Zhongzi thought for a moment, realized the meaning beyond the words, and then made a joke again.

Lao Tzu nodded, he waved his sleeves lightly, brought the golden horn and silver horn back to the cave, and sent a certain Fu True Immortal away from the Xuandu Cave.

"The rise and fall of Buddhism is uncertain, but I don't know where you can go?"

Lao Tzu muttered softly, his eyes obscure.

The golden-horned boy looked around, but he could no longer find the familiar figure, let alone listen to the story.

The silver-horned boy didn't care much, he only sacrificed the cyan flying sword and shuttled away, the cold light was cold, like snow and frost.

Archmage Xuandu was still diligent, fanning the wind unhurriedly.