Chapter 136: The Present World

Clear words echoed in the Great Hall, and the three pearls were quietly placed in front of him like the crown of bright stars.

The Taoist sect leader wears a Taiji crown on his head, and the heir wears a three-star crown. Since the day there was a Taoist sect, no one has ever let go of this heir position.

"Senior brother, you are crazy, quickly retract this sentence, and it is still too late to admit your mistake to the master. A Taoist priest in a blue and white Taoist robe with a tall posture stepped forward two steps to dissuade him with an anxious face, and he could vaguely distinguish from the subtle edges and corners that he was the crazy man who was sloppy now.

"You've figured it out. Standing in front of the rattan seat in the hall, there was no wave on his face, without the slightest fluctuation of expression, and asked softly with his hands behind his back.

"The disciple has thought clearly. As he spoke, the third uncle knelt down on his knees, and solemnly and respectfully kowtowed to the old man: "The disciple is grateful for your teachings, and the disciple is ashamed." ”

"Master, my junior brother is confused, wait for me to persuade you a little more. The senior brother knelt down with his robe, his expression became more and more anxious, and he frequently turned his head to look at the third uncle, but unfortunately the latter's forehead was tightly pressed against the floor and he couldn't see anything.

"Okay!" The old man's voice was a little higher, he raised his right hand across his chest and shook his Taoist robe, and said: "The fate of you and my master and apprentice is over, and when you go, you must not consider yourself a subordinate of my Taoist sect, go." ”

"Master!" Senior Brother's eyes flashed, and he knelt down and took two steps forward, exhaling urgently. It's a pity that the two people in the hall didn't seem to hear him.

"Yes. The third uncle dropped the last word, got up and strode out of the hall, and never looked back, the three-star crown on the ground, the senior brother of His Royal Highness, and the master in front of the hall were all behind him.

The two people in the hall looked at the back of the third uncle at the same time, and the old man's face remained unchanged, but his eyes were faintly flashing with tears.

This time, the third uncle has never returned to Taiqing Mountain except for today.

"Is this the end of the twenty-year period?"

"I didn't count, I don't remember. The third uncle smiled.

If Liu Yuan knew about this past, he should understand why his third uncle was abducted and deceived, and the fortune-telling stalls all regarded themselves as Ziwei Mountain.

"Senior brother, if you have a chance, you can also go down the mountain and have a look. The third uncle turned his head, his eyes fell on the dirty hair of the senior brother, and said: "Rolling in the red dust, you junior brother and I know that I am really a layman." ”

"Oh, I'm pretty good. The senior brother shook his head with a disdainful smile, and shook his hair wildly. The third uncle sniffled, almost not sneezing.

The one who escaped that day had no answer, but he knew that the third uncle was still on the mountain and had not left.

"Where are the three thousand treasures?" asked the third uncle without mentioning the past.

This seemed to stop the mad man, who thought for a while. After the three thousand Dao were hidden in the world more than three hundred years ago, they sank completely, and even the master had never seen it.

The world thinks that this thing is a book or a bunch of books, but in fact, it is all wrong, because the time is too long, and only the Taoist Sect himself knows one or two.

This thing is a treasure, after being engraved and blessed by generations of sages, this thing has long had spirituality, more spiritual than the legendary thousand-year-old ginseng that can walk, so this thing can't be taken away, it's not that they don't want to take it away.

"I don't know, it's always in the mountains here, when it should appear, according to the words of the master, this is called chance. Senior Brother shook his head.

"Then it looks like it's time to show up. The third uncle looked around on the top of the mountain and said, "There are so many people on our mountain, but they are all hidden for the three thousand Dao, so it has to give a face to meet it." "A funny face.

Hearing this, the crazy man was stunned and smiled dumbly: "You are really vulgar." ”

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Time passed slowly, Liu Yuan was still spinning in the belly of the mountain, even if he had a map, he walked extremely hard, there was no food, he drank water by licking the damp mountain wall, if it wasn't for the pure yang hegemony body, and that yang fire essence was supporting, he would have been hungry and couldn't walk.

Just before the time of a stick of incense, Liu Yuan took out the pendant and looked at the hint given by the trial task, and the last day! He was in a hurry, and the face hidden behind the grimace mask was about to be twisted.

Liu Yuan carefully studied the map, and after walking for so long, he understood one thing, the reason why he walked so difficult was because several places did not match the map drawn......

On the Tai Chi Dojo, the raging fire under the furnace has never rested all day long. At this time, even the Lord of Chu Mountain was a little tired, but a smile appeared on his face, and in less than a day, he should be able to become Dancheng.

Dou Qichu was here yesterday, and he didn't understand why the Lord of Chu Mountain was refining the Holy Lord, and occasionally a heartfelt smile appeared on his face. And from time to time he looked at the sky, as if there was something he couldn't see.

The nine altars built according to the orders of the Lord of Chu Mountain are still emitting a hazy light, and some things cannot be seen with the eyes, and can only be felt with the heart.

The remnants of the Taoist Sect's thousands of years of incense and luck have swayed up with the nine altars built by Chu Mu, and they all have to converge in his furnace.

Stealing the luck of the Taoist Sect was one of the purposes of his trip. That night, the Taiqing Hall collapsed, the earth shook the mountain, and the pattern of the mountain shook the mountain was turbulent and changing, which was his first step, the altar was the second step, and the alchemy on the Taiji Dojo was the third step.

It's going to be done in one fell swoop, nine times out of ten, why doesn't he laugh.

The more this time, the more it can't be messed up, the Lord of Chu Mountain stared at the furnace extremely seriously, and at this moment, the eyes of the cranes on all sides had turned blue-purple.

The Taoist priests of Ziwei Mountain, who were firmly guarding the pass all around, everyone became nervous, even if they knew that there was nothing wrong, their hearts were hanging at this moment.

The small hill of materials around him became less and less, and after more than an hour, they were all consumed.

That is, yesterday, Dou Qichu and Shi Xiu received a letter from Yuan Yuge, and only then did they know what would happen on Taiqing Mountain, and firmly remembered what the letter said, so as to brake quietly.

Although most people can't see or feel it, there is a feeling that the mountain rain is about to come on the entire Taiqing Mountain, which is also pressing on their hearts.

At this moment, Dou Qichu and Shi Xiu began to walk up the mountain, one person and two people, and more and more people walked out as if they were noticing. Zhao Changjing and his Shen brother were inconspicuous among the crowd.

Tai Chi Dojo, behind Chu Mu, the original location of the Taiqing Palace, suddenly sounded a sound of concussion, and it became louder and louder, gradually spreading.

The sound of crackling ——, the earth sounded, and a faint light rose from the crack in the ground, which was not very conspicuous at first, until it flew into the air, and the golden light was blazing, like the sun in the sky!