The old Taoist priest was waiting at the door, and Bai Minghao and Lu Qingwan said goodbye to their relatives and friends.

Bai Minghao couldn't hide the sadness of parting, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Mo, take care of yourself, and also help me take care of Sister Ling'er." ”

"Don't worry, young master, there is an old slave here."

Steward Mo spoke without thinking.

"The old slave is not around, the young master takes care of himself."

"Don't worry, Uncle Mo, there is a master."

"Brother Bo, go to the Red Sleeve Pavilion less, pay more attention to cultivation, and don't complain all day long."

Murong Bo nodded heavily and muttered: "In the past, I couldn't see the way forward, but now it's different, people live for a lifetime, and they always have to fight for something." ”

The second son of the Murong family seems to be different, and his eyes are full of longing for martial arts.

"Sister Ling'er, do you want to hug it?"

Bai Minghao faced the sad Huang Ling'er and opened his arms and lowered his voice.

"Don't cry, Sister Ling'er, I'm leaving, take care of yourself."

Bai Minghao gently hugged Huang Ling'er, and the girl was teary-eyed.

"Do you want to move to the yard where I live, I'm gone, help me take care of the flowers and plants."

"Don't cry, my sister Ling'er, laughing is the most beautiful."

Huang Ling'er buried her face on Bai Minghao's shoulder, and snorted: "Little mouse, it's okay, I'll miss you." ”

Mrs. Lu on the side hid her face and cried, and Lu Shilang and Lu Qingwan couldn't stop comforting her. The daughter who has been raised for seventeen years is leaving, and Zhongzhou and Daxuan are separated by tens of thousands of miles.

Bai Minghao saw Xiaohuan's girl crying softly on the side, so he stepped forward to touch her head and comforted: "Xiaohuan'er, be good." ”

The little girl cried so much that the pear blossoms brought rain.

"Help me take care of Miss, Bai Gongzi."

The little girl opened her mouth with a crying voice, and her voice became softer and softer.

"Childe should be well, too."

Bai Minghao nodded solemnly.

The old Taoist priest saw that the disciples said goodbye to the same thing, and there was a lot of luck in his sleeve, and a huge treasure ship appeared in the air, covering the sky and the sun.

"Aunt Lin, you can rest assured, there is a master here, and his old man has great powers."

"There is an old way, no one can hurt my precious apprentice."

The old Taoist priest hurriedly spoke up.

"Wan'er will ask the old immortal to grow."

Lu Shilang comforted his wife and spoke up.

The old Taoist priest waved his hand, and the three of them came to the treasure ship.

"Young Master, take care of yourself."

This is Uncle Mo, the elder-like advice.

"Mouse, wait for me in Zhongzhou."

This is Murong Gongzi, whose ambition has not been ignited for a long time.

"Little mouse, I believe in you!"

Huang Ling'er believes in Bai Minghao, believes that the little mouse will ask the peak, believes that the little mouse will think about Sister Ling'er, believes that the little mouse will come back, and the girl only uses the voice she can hear, weak mosquitoes and flies.

"Little mouse, I'm waiting for you!"

……

Bai Minghao and Lu Qingwan waved goodbye on the treasure boat, leaving only the sad crowd below.

The treasure ship grew smaller and farther away, slowly turning into a black dot until it disappeared into the sky.

For the imperial capital, the treasure ship is in the sky, and then it is shocking, but it has just become a topic of conversation after dinner.

Inside the Royal Palace.

Ying Dao looked at the treasure ship that was gradually moving away, and muttered: "Is there anything in your sleeve? ”

The National Teacher chimed in and said: "The great supernatural power of Taoism has a lot of power in his sleeves. ”

"In just a few days, the great medicine will be completely mature, and I still have to retreat for a while, and the original spirit will be out of the body, during which I will be in the palace, bothering Your Majesty to protect the Dharma, refining the heavenly medicine, which is of great use to you and me."

The Great Xuanwu Emperor asked, "Are you sure?" ”

The National Teacher's Zhizhu was in his hand, and he said confidently: "But there is a beast guardian at the peak of the earth immortal, even if there are more variables, what's the matter." ”

The saint is confident and revealed.

The treasure ship traveled faster and faster, and in an instant, it was a hundred miles.

On the spaceship, the old Taoist priest briefly introduced himself to the two apprentices.

The old Taoist priest's surname is Wu, scattered cultivation, sword cultivation.

No matter how Bai Minghao asked, the old Taoist priest kept his mouth shut.

Unable to withstand Bai Minghao's repeated inquiries, the old Taoist priest changed the topic and explained the interesting talk in Zhongzhou, alleviating the pain and curiosity of the two little guys from leaving their hometowns, and their mouths were like a river.

"Your national teacher, at a glance, you know that you are a disciple of Dao Xuanzong, a mountain of bull nose, crepe crepe, when you meet people, you will say three kinds of kind words, and one is darker than the other."

The old Taoist priest poured a sip of wine and continued: "At the beginning, the dispute between the two avenues of Buddhism and Taoism, these bald donkeys ate fasting and recited Buddha on weekdays, and they were harmonious. ”

The two little guys listened to the interesting stories in Zhongzhou with great interest, and they were a little fascinated, and even Lu Qingwan forgot about the parting sadness for the time being, and looked at the old Taoist priest with bright eyes.

"What kind of bullshit Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, Vajra was angry, but he cultivated a cold temperament, and he was afraid that he was completely inhuman, so he became a Buddha on top. Later, even the imperial dynasty and the holy land were swept away, and the saints of each family went to fight the law, and the three bald asses of the Buddhist family claimed to be the Buddhas of the past, present and future, and overwhelmed the Taoist saints. ”

The old Taoist priest's words were so far, he was a little embarrassed, and some recalled the past. At that time, the old Taoist priest had not yet been born, he had never been transcendent and saintly, and he was not the leader of the sword path of that era, but he had never participated in the battle of the Great Dao.

The old Taoist priest was in a complicated mood, and he took a few sips at the wine jug, arrogant.

"The battle of the avenue that swept the entire Zhongzhou, even the saints have fallen, and the Bodhisattva Earth Immortal does not know the geometry of the fall."

The eighth realm of martial arts, called the Providence of Heaven, the realm of Buddhism and Bodhisattva, the realm of Taoist immortals, and the realm of Confucian immortals.

"Later, the sword bearer of Dao Xuanzong came out of the mountain, one person and one sword, facing the three Buddhas, with one enemy and three, and not falling behind."

The supreme saints shot with all their might, the green mountains collapsed, the river broke off, the sun, moon and stars appeared together, and all kinds of visions crossed the sky.

The lotus flower fell to the Buddha country, and a sword broke through ten thousand armies.

The battle of the avenue, the battle of life and death.

The two sects of Buddhism and Taoism were once deadlocked, and there was a Buddha who stepped out of the Great Lei Yin Temple, with a big sun hanging between his eyes, and the sound of the Buddha was curling between his hands.

When the situation was extremely critical, a punch came from Daoxuan Mountain, and the Buddha coughed up blood again and again, retreated 30,000 miles, and could not get up again.

There was a man who came from Dao Xuan and went to the western heavens.

Defeat the Buddha with one punch and block the western sky.

The second head of Dao Xuanzong, Dao Wuyi, the first in the world in that era.

Sitting alone in front of the Great Lei Yin Temple, one person suppressed the Buddha Sect, and the four reclusive Buddhas walked out, all of whom were not saints of that era.

There is a Buddha snake head human body, three heads and six arms, the body rises in the wind, the law is the world, tens of thousands of miles longitudinal and horizontal, the name is the big snake king Buddha.

There is a Buddha, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, between the opening and closing of the eyes, the sun and the moon are in the eyes, called the Ming King Buddha.

There is a Buddha, shouldering a small world, stepping on a small cave sky, the black dragon coiled around the waist, said the ancient Buddha of all saints.

There is another Buddha, the most ancient, with millions of gods and demons in his chest, tigers and leopards thundering, heaven and earth trembling, and immeasurable ancient Buddha.

I saw Dao Wuyi's big hand reaching out, evolving chaos with his right hand, and trapping the four reclusive Buddhas with one hand.

Great supernatural powers, the world in the palm of your hand.

There is no imaginary battle of the world, the sky and the earth are torn apart, and the sun and the moon are reversed. Only four Buddhas were struggling in the palm of their hands.

Three days later, the heavens and the earth were shattered, and the Great Snake King Buddha died.

King Buddha of the Ming Dynasty worked hard to support seven days, his eyes were dim, the sun and moon in his eyes dissipated, and the golden blood came down from his eyes, and the blood flowed like a river.

The Ancient Buddha of All Saints and the Immeasurable Ancient Buddha gathered in the chaotic world in the palm of their hands, the black dragon roared, the small world and the small cave sky became larger at an extremely fast speed, and millions of gods and demons roared angrily to unfold the Dharma Heaven and Earth, wanting to open the world in their palms.

Dao Wuyan turned into a sword with his left hand, cutting off millions of gods and demons, the black dragon was defeated with hatred, and under a sword, the ancient Buddha of all saints was killed, leaving only the immeasurable ancient Buddha to support.

After a month, in the west, in front of the Da Lei Yin Temple, only one person sat dry, and the Buddhas were cold and trembling.

The Tao is endless, and then the sword is out, and the big characters of the Great Leiyin Temple are cut off, and there is no Buddha in the world, and there is no supreme holy place - the Great Leiyin Temple, only the Leiyin Temple remains.

Dao Xuan Zhangjiao meditated in Leiyin Temple for three months, since then, several ancient Buddhas of Buddhism led some believers, far away from Xizhou, reset the holy place, called the Little Leiyin Temple.

Zhongzhou, so far, the road rises and disappears.

After talking about the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism, the old Taoist priest was arrogant in his chest, not leaning on it, sitting in danger, and hating to ask the endless way of the sword.

Later, the old Taoist priest became the leader of Zhongzhou Kendo and asked Kendo Xuanzong, but Dao Wuyi went to the outside of the world, and he didn't know where.

I never asked the sword to be the strongest, but I have regrets after all.

The two little ones looked at each other, their eyes full of reverence and yearning.

I can't wait to see the style, respect one person to press the west sky, and yearn for Zhongzhou more and more.