Cen Xinzhou bowed slightly in the direction of the Miracle Cave Heaven, "Thank you Lu Zu senior." ”

Lu Shenqing accepted it calmly, because today's Cen Xinzhou's ascension of the Dao did have a lot of relationship with him, but this was also the result of the other party's own ability to firmly grasp the blessing in his hands.

For example, the younger disciple under the ancestral seat of Nadao and Cen Xinzhou's senior brother Chen Gongwang, as well as a certain Buddha of the Buddhist family, also had the opportunity to achieve the feat of preaching today, but unfortunately they were all unable to succeed due to various reasons.

Among them, Daozu's little disciple was the worst, because at the beginning, he went further on this road than Cen Xinzhou, but then the two indirectly asked three times in a row, and Daozu's little disciple lost all three battles, so he went farther and farther, so that he finally completely missed this great fortune.

In the world of Daomen, at the head of a towering city in Baiyujing, the four disciples of Daozu stood side by side, witnessing the magical scene in the canopy of the world of the gods.

The second disciple of Daozu's robe shook, and said softly, "This Confucian is really not simple, a whole hundred Heavenly Thunder Tribulations in a row, and he has spent it so lightly. ”

Sandaojun teased his junior brother, "Xianzhou, it seems that you lost all three battles at the hands of this person back then, it's not for no reason." ”

Dao Ancestor Yan of Dao Xianzhou wiped his handsome face with both hands, "Even after losing the third question that year, I still didn't think Cen Xinzhou was too much beyond me." But looking at it today, it seems that this guy still has a lot of hands back then. ”

"It's good to have this understanding", the second senior brother, who has always been rigorous, encouraged him a few words, "Xianzhou, after seeing the gap clearly, you don't have to be discouraged, worship under the master's door, plus our three senior brothers, in our world, you are more unique than that Cen Xinzhou in the Spring and Autumn World." ”

"Isn't it just a battle for the avenue, if you lose, you lose, there's nothing to say, your path is more than this, it's something that can be fought for. Then you can cultivate with peace of mind, and strive to break through his realm first. ”

Xianzhou looked at the sky curtain elsewhere, and finally nodded slowly.

Then, he quickly raised his head again, his eyes flashed with golden light, and said in a somewhat unfamiliar tone, "Senior brother, the Great Dao is at your feet, after a while, I want to hide my identity, leave Bai Yujing and travel in several worlds, and sharpen the Great Dao." ”

Erdaojun was silent, as if considering whether this matter was feasible.

But Dao Daojun was the first to speak, his tone was calm, with a smile on his face, "Little junior brother, this is very good, doesn't Confucianism have the wise saying that 'reading ten thousand books, it is better to travel a thousand miles', in my opinion, this phrase is not indispensable to use on our Taoist priests." ”

He patted the shoulder of the young Taoist priest beside him and said with relief, "Little junior brother, Bai Yujing has your three senior brothers in charge, and it is not your turn to bear any burden for the time being." Well, at least for a hundred years, you don't have to worry about anything, the senior brother will make a cloud covenant with you, and in these hundred years, you can travel the world as you like, whether it's the road or the game, I promise that no one will care about you. ”

"But a hundred years later, if the situation is grim, Bai Yujing really needs you to provoke the beam, and you Xianzhou is duty-bound."

The young Taoist priest nodded solemnly, "I understand, senior brother." ”

The world of gods and ruins, the canopy of the West Dao Lingzhou.

After Cen Xinzhou dispersed the last thunder pool with his supernatural powers, the heavens and the earth suddenly opened up, and a majestic and unattainable heavenly gate made of white jade appeared in front of the middle-aged Confucian student.

Cen Xinzhou's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a few points, and he immediately smoothed the ripples in his mood with supreme supernatural powers.

Then, the middle-aged Confucian student looked back at the Cave of Heaven, saw the young man who had taught him what he had learned all his life, and then turned his head and calmly stepped into a heavenly gate in front of him.

Lu Guan in the Miracle Cave Heaven bowed to each other with Confucianism as a salute, and whispered, "I wish Cen Xinzhou a smooth journey." ”

A moment later, just as a majestic and sacred gate of heaven was about to disappear.

In the world dominated by the demon clan, a figure suddenly rose into the sky, and instantly broke through the heaven and earth prohibitions of several worlds one after another, and came to the highest place of the canopy of the West Dao Lingzhou.

His voice was extremely arrogant, and his whole face was about to bloom with joy, "Haha, thank you Cen Daoyou for helping to open the gate of heaven, after the sermon, there will be heavy thanks." ”

As he spoke, he was about to fly into the Heavenly Gate that was about to dissipate.

When countless human monks saw this scene, they scolded one after another.

"I've never seen such a shameless guy."

"I don't see it, the old man really doesn't see it."

"It's worthy of being a demon race, and I like to do this disgusting thing of hiding in the shadows and stealing peaches, which is despicable."

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Lu Shenqing, the old palace master, and the sword master looked at this guy who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, his eyes were weird, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help laughing.

The tall, hideous-looking demon monk turned a deaf ear to these insults, but the moment he approached the Heavenly Gate, a sudden change occurred, and the Heavenly Thunder, which had disappeared from nowhere, made a comeback, and instantly fell and killed him, leaving not even a single scum left.

Several worlds began to boil again, and many great monks spoke one after another.

"Sure enough, Heavenly Dao will not give this kind of guy who steals chickens and dogs the slightest chance to take advantage of it."

"Haha, it's very happy, it's so happy", a monk on the top of a mountain in a certain continent in the world of Shenxu greeted the monks who also watched this sermon ascension nearby, "If you don't dislike it, you can come to my mountain to get together, the wine is enough, and everyone will not get drunk today." ”

But then, he added, "By the way, if Wangtianzong Chao Chi has something, he can not use it." ”

On Wangtianzong's side, an irritable voice soon sounded, "Huang Lan'er, you deceive people too much, you don't let me come, the old man wants to come, you are angry with you old bastard." ”

The surrounding monks are looking at their noses and noses, and they don't have the slightest intention of mixing in the "fighting method" of the two mountain seniors.

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In the Spring and Autumn Period, the Holy Master picked up the scholar named Yang Shou with one hand, and cultivated his whole body to death and imprisonment with his great magical powers, so at this moment, Yang Shou exudes a river of golden words around his body, crisscrossing and shackling him to death.

The old master's face was displeased, he looked at the scholar in his hand, and said, "How many times have I warned you, don't demagogue, don't shake your ridiculous knowledge, but you just don't listen." ”

Yang Shou's face was full of helplessness, his eyes showed sincerity, and he muttered in a low voice, "It's all to blame Yasheng, this old boy for his lack of will, can you blame me for this kind of thing?" ”

Yasheng stood aside, his face ashamed.