"Meet the master, the master Shengshou. ”

Wuyun Immortal, Bilu Immortal, Golden Hoop Immortal, bow down.

Lao Tzu's eyes were slightly sluggish, and the flat crutches that were raised were lowered again.

Lao Tzu raised his hand: "Wait for you to be flat." ”

Wuyun Immortal kowtowed repeatedly before getting up, and Pilu Immortal and Golden Hoop Immortal followed.

Lao Tzu's expression was inexplicable, he already understood the calculation of Shiji falling here, but it was one thing to understand, and it was another thing to deal with it.

Whether he is a master or a saint, the junior disciples pay a big salute to him, how can he take action against the junior disciples regardless of his identity?

He, the Xuanmen is in charge, the leader of the human sect, and the eldest master is still shameless?

Most of the time people live for their faces, especially saints.

After Wuyun Xian got up, he stood with his hands down, bowing his head and listening to the teachings.

Pilu Immortal and Golden Hoop Immortal also looked like they were listening to the teachings of the master.

Lao Tzu's eyelids jumped, and he maintained the indifference on his face and said, "You guys do it." ”

"Disciple doesn't dare!"

The three immortals were more respectful, and their heads were even lowered.

Lao Tzu was silent.

The dark unxian stood there like a stone, not saying a word or moving.

For a long time, I was so immovable.

Lao Tzu's eyes flashed helplessly, it was not people who stopped him, not even swords, but etiquette and reason.

The rituals they preach and the teachings they preach. new

Using the etiquette of the saint to block the saint is not a small resistance.

No wonder the road is unimpeded, it turns out that righteousness is waiting for him here.

The only one who can stop the saint is the saint, and he is the one who stands in the thunder pool, and he is the one who crosses the thunder pool.

It's very mysterious, and the calculations are not deep.

The roar continued to enter his ears, Lao Tzu slowly turned his head, he saw the Yuan Shi Tianzun, saw the Yuan Shi Tianzun who opened the world, saw the Yuan Shi Tianzun who stood up to the sky, and saw the Yuan Shi Tianzun who was struggling, Lao Tzu lost his mind slightly, and muttered: "It's heavy, right?"

No one knows the heaviness of heaven better than him, because he is the Pangu who is tired to death, gray-haired, exhausted, lonely, lonely, between heaven and earth, there is only him and heaven and earth.

There was another roar, and the sky on the head of Yuan Shi Tianzun was heavy, he was already very tired, but he didn't stop, he seemed to be really Pangu.

"That's it!"

Lao Tzu retracted his gaze and looked at the three immortals in the Killing Immortal Gate, and his eyes returned to flatness, "Make a move, if you don't make a move, the poor Dao will be bullied by the big one." ”

"Disciple doesn't dare!"

Again, that's the same sentence.

Lao Tzu raised the flat crutch, five thousand years of painting the ground as a prison, five thousand years have not crossed the thunder pond, today he wants to completely break the last rules of the age of the sage.

Lao Tzu's crutches are lifted very slowly, and they fall down very slowly, probably very heavy!

Wuyun Immortal raised his hand, Pilu Immortal raised his hand, Jin Hoop Immortal raised his hand, the thunder in his palm flashed, no one spoke, the Killing Immortal Sword shook, a killing sword light and Lao Tzu waved down the flat crutch to meet, the Taiqing Immortal Light was as clear as water, the black killing sword light entered the water without breath, and the water light also disappeared.

Lao Tzu glanced at Wuyun Xian, and waved down the crutch again, this time it was extremely fast, and the killing sword light with the breath of death was not slow, the crutch took the sword light and took a step forward, and he crossed half the distance in one step, and he was only one step away from the Killing Immortal Sword Gate and the Killing Immortal Sword.

Wuyun Immortal roared, his eyes were blood-red, and his cultivation poured into his palm, the thunder in his palm was great, and the Bilu Immortal and the Golden Hoop Immortal were also red-eyed, and the thunder in the palm was urged to the extreme, and the sword of the Killing Immortal shook violently, and a pitch-black killing sword light slashed towards Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu swept towards the sword light, the sword light disappeared, and he did not advance an inch.

Immediately after, a sword light passed a sword light, and the three golden immortals in the Killing Immortal Gate were all desperate.

Lao Tzu frowned slightly.

At this moment, he actually had some appreciation, such a disciple, such a sectarian ......