When Luo Yuan heard this, he couldn't help but be silent, he didn't know how to respond to Chu Zhongtian's words. If you think about it from Chu Zhongtian's point of view, he is not wrong, it is not that he is unwilling to protect the common people of Li Min. It's that he can't let the inheritance of his ancestors be ruined in his hands, and he can't afford this kind of sin. He deeply remembered that when the Liuyun Sect was fighting with the Demon Dao, Liuyunzi burned the Yuan Infant and had died to fight the Wuji Demon Lord. What Liuyunzi said at the time was that he was ashamed of the ancestors of the past dynasties, and he felt that the Liuyun Sect that the ancestors had passed on to him was destroyed because of his incompetence.

Luo Yuan's figure froze, and he didn't know how to speak. That big-eared monk was really hateful, but Chu Zhongtian was a respectable person! Luo Yuan's eyes were uncertain, and he saw the brilliance that he thought he no longer existed in the righteous path that had made him desperate for a long time. This brilliance, just like the Liuyun Sect back then, made his heart shaken to devote himself to the Demon Dao. Although he knew that the path was now falling, he still wanted to believe that there were more good people than bad people.

After a long time, Luo Yuan turned around and said to Chu Zhongtian: "Then you will let the two Yuan Babies stay in the sect, and the two of us can replace you and the two Yuan Infant Monks of the Kuping Sect." As for this Blood Nunnery Mountain, I would like to see and see what is so extraordinary about it that it can make you and others fear it like a tiger. ”

"Thank you, Daoyou! After three days, everything is arranged and you can set off, if you need anything, just take it. Taoist friends are kind, and the old man can't repay it. Chu Zhongtian burst into tears and bowed to Luo Yuan. It's been a thousand years, and even people from the Heshan Great Sect need to be courteous to him, so he never had his turn to salute others. But now, he is willing to give up all his body for the sake of the sect, and what he cares about is the survival of the sect. It is the life and death of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of disciples, and for this reason, he just bowed down, but some face, he gave up!

"En", Luo Yuan nodded, and then flicked his sleeves and stepped into the sky, he wanted to take a closer look at this world. The old man Wanzhu was like a ghost, his body slowly floated, and he followed Luo Yuan to the sky.

"Stinky boy, how did the old man promise you to go to that damn Blood Nunnery Mountain. In case a god and demon venerable comes out, we will not be enough for him to stuff his teeth. The old man Wanzhu rolled his eyes, and complained while casting a spell on his physical body.

"What, old ghost Han, are you afraid? You are already a dead man, what else is there to be afraid of. Luo Yuan took a sip of wine, shook his head, and smiled and scolded without caring about the age difference between the two.

"Hey, I think when the old man ruled the world, I'm afraid your grandfather was not born yet. At the beginning, the old man looked at the eight wildernesses, pointed at the world, and gave an order, and Yuan Ying retreated, which was to get the wind and the rain. Now although it has been sleeping for thousands of years, there is not a single puppet left, but it has a primordial infant body. Tut-tut, God treats me well, thinking back to the days when I always shouted against the sky at every turn, I'm really sorry for it, haha. The old man Wan Zhu smiled freely, saying something that he didn't have, and laughed like an old child.

"Old Ghost Han, although you are now thousands of years old, you still have descendants alive, so you don't plan to take a look at your descendants, or give them some ancestral relics, creation grace and the like?" Luo Yuan took a sip of wine and handed the wine bag to Old Man Wanzhu.

The old man Wan Zhu took the wine bag, but his body froze a little under Luo Yuan's words, he blinked his slightly dry old eyes, for a long time, and sighed: "What's so good, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, I have been dead for a thousand years, what are I going to do." If they suddenly see an old ancestor, I don't know if they will recognize it. Besides, they are all mortals, and the old man doesn't want to bother them. I hope that they will live their lives plainly, and they will not set foot in road construction for the rest of their lives. The monk's path is too difficult, too tiring, too bitter, too dark. Grievances, conspiracies, calculations, and old monsters that have lived for thousands of years abound, and scheming is simply not something they can imagine. If you are not careful, you are afraid that there is no place to die. Old Man Wanzhu shook his head, his understanding of the monk's path was too profound.

When Luo Yuan heard this, he was also silent, now he is almost seventy years old, and he is already a rare age among mortals. His mental calculations were all mature, but in the cultivation realm, with his current cultivation status, he often had to face some old monsters who had been cultivating for thousands of years. Even he felt powerless, because the other party's calculations made him tired of coping, if it weren't for the protection of the big banner of Taihua, I am afraid that he would have been calculated and there would be no scum left. He was also thinking about whether to let his descendants embark on this path if he got his revenge and had an heir with Tantai Xuanya in time.

"By the way, I remember that there was a bead that seemed to turn into a rain of light and gave them a spiritual vein. Maybe you personally sent them to the path of cultivation, I can feel the extraordinaryness of that bead. Luo Yuan touched his nose and suddenly thought of something and said.

When the old man Wanzhu heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull, and he flicked his sleeves: "That's it, if you have time, the old man will go and see, Wanzhu puppet technique is in the same line, it is passed on inside and not outside, and men are not passed on to women." ”

Luo Yuan was speechless, and he didn't say anything, how can he say that the old man Wanzhu is also more than a thousand years older than himself, just pass it on, anyway, don't suffer.

Three days later

Luo Yuan woke up from his cross-seated position, only to see a demon beast similar to a demon beast appear in front of him, lowered his head, and asked him to come up. The beast was twenty feet tall and about thirty feet long, and from a distance it looked like a small mountain moving. Luo Yuan was not surprised when he saw this, when the Liuyun Sect was in the Great Competition, Guangwuzi's Shaking Mountain Sect had such a Yuan Infant Giant Beast.

Luo Yuan stepped on the ground, and his body rose from the ground, and then landed on this beast. And on his left and right, in addition to the old man Wan Zhu, there were also four Yuanying monks, and when they saw Luo Yuan coming, they saluted one after another. There was only one exception, the big-eared monk who was scolded by Luo Yuan and injured by Chu Lao.

Luo Yuan was full of displeasure in his heart, and he was even thinking about whether to kill him, out of sight and out of mind. Thinking of this, there was only a cold glint in his eyes, and he glanced at the big-eared monk. And at this moment, the big-eared monk was like a frightened bird, seeing that Luo Yuan's eyes were not good, he hurriedly got up, and after a few dry coughs, he walked to Yuanchuan, not wanting to cover up with Luo Yuan.

In his opinion, Luo Yuan was able to kill Piwu, even if it was difficult to kill himself, but it was definitely not difficult to hit him hard. If he was hit hard now, how could he have survived after going to the Blood Nunnery Mountain.

"If you have something to think of me, don't blame me for being ruthless. The Big-Eared Friar looked down, a fierce look in his eyes, and then an unnatural look again.

Luo Yuan put his hands behind his back, although he didn't see the other party's flashing ruthlessness, but the dislike from the bottom of his heart made him move to kill. He was wondering, if he changed to Xuanya, would he kill this person on the top of the main hall. Thinking of Xuanya, he reached out and touched the hairpin in the storage bag, and seemed to recall the crisp voice with a fragrant breeze in his ears: "Dare to ask if you can sell yourself...... Luo Yuan couldn't help laughing, he smiled very gently, how many years, there is no longer that feeling of belonging.

Wandering around, under the fence, he has changed several sects, and he has never had a stable place. His cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and in just a few decades, he has achieved nearly two or three hundred years of hard work for others. But he always seemed to have Taoist scars on his body, and he was always seriously injured except for a few years in retreat. Even if he goes to such a dangerous place as Xue'an Mountain now, he still has a lot of injuries on his body. It's like his life is destined to be accompanied by scars that cannot be erased......