"The two of them are dressed like this in the wind and snow, they must be extraordinary people, and the juniors dare to ask if the Xianmen number is okay?"

Mao Zhenhuang looked at the old bald head worriedly, and found that the other party didn't seem to have any malicious intent, and it was probably not the person from the six palaces, so he cautiously and boldly asked the other party, which could be regarded as alleviating the embarrassment between each other.

"A mountain gate number like you look at the Lou Sect?"

After listening to Mao Zhenhuang's words, the old man's tone was a little paused.

"If the ancestor doesn't want to tell the junior, it's fine. ”

But looking at a melon baby's disciples and grandchildren with such discerning eyes, thinking about this old bald head is not a simple thing, Mao Zhenhuang smiled and tried his best to show harmlessness to humans and animals, the forest in the immortal cultivation world is big, who knows what kind of character all the monsters are.

And if you anger these people, you don't even know how they died, then it's a bit unjust.

"Idle battles and strife for the pool, and enter the ghost court to clear the grievances.

Dafan is majestic only in the elephant, and it moves the stars to moisten the hand. ”

After the old bald head glanced at the surrounding mountain snow, he said loudly to Mao Zhenhuang.

"The first teacher turned out to be ...... It's ......"

Standing in place, Mao Zhenhuang held back for a long time!

The face almost didn't hold back the color of pig liver, and I didn't think of which fairy gate the old bald head Dao's mountain gate number came from.

The only thing that can make him relax is that although he doesn't know which mountain gate it is, at least it's not the mountain gate of the Six Palaces.

Embarrassed!

But within a moment of embarrassment, he was relieved by the little bald head.

"Master, we have a mountain gate number?"

The little bald head looked at the old bald head's face full of furrows with a curious expression, and felt that the sentence spoken by the master seemed to be good.

"Now there's it!"

The old bald head replied to his apprentice grandson expressionlessly.

The corners of Mao Zhenhuang's mouth twitched a little when he listened to this conversation!

However, I can only silently give this little bald head named Xuan Xian a big praise in my heart, and even expose his old bottom, even the bottom of his ancestor.

It seems that a real person didn't run away!

"The first master of this immortal gate ........."

Draw and smoke, but you have to bite the bullet and nag down, Mao Zhenhuang still has this bit of eyesight, there is no need to worry about how the old thing lies to you, since he is willing to lie to you, the fat man knows that he has no worries about his life for the time being.

"Romanism!"

"Master, we even have the name of the sect?"

“........”

Looking at the innocent little bald head, Mao Zhenhuang's big plate face instantly changed five or six expressions, this time he was not embarrassed, he simply witnessed the birth of a sect with his own eyes!

He Mao Zhenhuang estimated that he would tell Wang Daoning about this matter, and he had to be laughed out of his big teeth.

It is understandable that the number of the mountain gate is not sound, and not all sects are known to mortals like Huayang Tianzong and Liugong.

But how can he Mao Zhenhuang also be a monk of the Sevenfold Life Pass, not to mention the name of the small sect, even the hidden sect knows half of it.

After so many years of study, he has never heard of a sect called "Luomen".

Besides, he dared to add the word "teach" without shame!

This word is something that the general sect dares to add indiscriminately?

Looking at the whole of Zhongzhou, there is only one sect that dares to put this word on the plaque.

That's it—Explain the Hidden Rose!

The first major religion in Middle-earth.

The hall is the sect of the gods, the three lights hold on to the light, the heaven and the earth are born, so the saints are the common sect!

Even if the Huayang Heavenly Sect and the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect were on an equal footing with the Great Sect of Youwei today, they only dared to call it a "sect", and they did not dare to add the word "teaching" to their plaques.

Without him, respect!

Bing the handle of generation, the original of the town of creation, and then the establishment of the world, the traces of the appearance, such as the sun and the moon, the three caves of the world and the six books of the true scriptures are the foundation, the life of the Tao is thirty-six, the debut law is ten thousand volumes, and the Tibetan Taoist words are up to five million words.

Like Mao Zhenhuang's Guanlou Sect, a copy of "Cangyuan Shangji" is cultivated for a lifetime, and people teach to explain Youwei, there are 10,000 copies of this kind of law.

The method practiced by the Guanlou Sect came from the interpretation of Youwei, and the method learned by the Huayang Heavenly Sect was also born from this great teaching.

The same is true of the Mixed Yuan Sword Sect, which is the same as it.

In addition to the separate system of the six palaces, all the immortal cultivation sects in Central Continent can be traced back to their roots, and they all come from the interpretation of Youwei.

Therefore, it is said that Youwei has the honorific title of "being the respect of all saints in heaven and the lord of all religions in the world".

There is also a saying that "the master of the Great Dao, the ancestor of all religions".

And the old bald cow in front of him is not ordinarily big, if it weren't for his Mao Zhenhuang being cautious, I really want to tell this old guy not to flash his tongue!

The sect that dares to be as famous as Shen Youwei has not yet been born, but it is born and it is estimated that it was pinched to death by Shen Youwei.

How can you brag here!

But since both sides are deceiving each other, the old bald head doesn't care what Mao Zhenhuang says, just listen.

"Then dare to ask the first teacher, how to get down this mountain?"

Mao Zhenhuang decided to be serious, who fell in love with this mountain, anyway, he didn't want to go up.

"I can't go down, I can only go up. ”

"Up?"

Mao Zhenhuang looked at the old bald man's somewhat bland face for a while, and then glanced at the top of the mountain.

Invisible!

Obscured by fog and snow, there is no grandeur.

"This wind-blown and snowy trail is not ordinary, eight hundred years ago it was a road, and it is about to be completed when the mountain spirit opens this road. ”

"What does the ancestor mean, there is a sect on this mountain?"

Mao Zhenhuang was stunned after listening to the old bald man's words.

Asking the road is such a thing as only the sect, and it is usually used to test the state of mind of the new disciples, and when there is nothing to do, it is a path under the mountain gate, which seems to be ordinary, but it is the great wisdom of the sect that is hidden.

"Eight hundred years ago!"

"Luo... Door... Teach?"

Mao Zhenhuang's face was a little constipated, and he thought for a long time and spit out a sentence to the old bald head.

He had never heard of a Taoist system in this mountain, let alone him, and none of the five sect monks in the northwest had heard of it.

Come to think of it, there is only the legendary "Rohmanism".

"Definitely!"

The old bald head stretched out his dry palms, pointed at Zhou Tian with a smile, and then pointed at Mao Zhenhuang, and said a plausible word to him.

"Don't ask, don't ask!"

Mao Zhenhuang's expression immediately became serious when he looked at the other party's movements, this was to tell him that there were people or things around him, listening to the conversation between them.

"At the end of this road should be the gate of this mountain, where you should be able to get out of it. ”

"Thank you for the holy words of the first teacher, and the younger generation dared to ask the name of the first teacher. ”

Mao Zhenhuang bowed to the old bald head, if someone hadn't told him, he Mao Fat would have to die on this mountain.

It doesn't matter if the other party is a liar or not, but according to his analysis, this should be true.

"Daosheng!"

"Disrespectful!"

The respect that had just been erected in Mao Zhenhuang's heart collapsed instantly.

Still an old liar!

Not only is the atmosphere of the sect called, but this number is also bright, and the bright characters who don't call the ancestors dare not call it.

"Master, this 'ball' is a little distracted, and Xuan Xian feels that he doesn't seem to have the slightest respect for you in his heart. ”

Xuan Xian's clear eyes were a little cloudy when he looked at Mao Zhenhuang, and he turned his head and opened his mouth to face the old bald head is a complaint.

“.......”

The little bald head almost choked Mao Zhenhuang to death with a word!

"The little master's eyes are clear!"

Helpless, Mao Zhenhuang could only cough twice to resolve the embarrassment, and said to the little bald head.

He hated this little bald man!

scolding people to expose their shortcomings, slapping people and slapping people in the face, it is estimated that this is the number one person he is talking about.

This person is protected by the old bald head in front of him, if he throws this little bald man in the military camp of the five sects below, he can survive for three days, and his Mao Zhenhuang name is written upside down!

He only had doubts about my name in his heart, and he didn't disrespect me at all. ”

The old bald head saw through Mao Zhenhuang's inner thoughts at a glance, and patted the little bald head on his side to show appeasement.

Mao Zhenhuang bowed his head along the pole and said: "What the ancestor said is extremely true!"

Xuan Xian looked at Mao Zhenhuang angrily and said, "My ancestor is called Daosheng!"

"Wang Xiaoyou, walk together?"

The old bald head looked at Mao Zhenhuang, who was a little cramped, with a smile, and in a word, he resolved his embarrassment.

Thank you, Master Daosheng. ”

After Mao Zhen said a sigh, he took a step forward and directly picked up the old bald arm's arm and walked towards the top of the mountain.

I don't have anything else!

Slipping whiskers and patting sycophants, having eyesight is Mao Zhenhuang's only innate talent.

However, so far, I have never met a person who can let him play this "specialty".

can only be used as a weapon to resolve embarrassment.

"Master, this 'ball' is a big liar, I stared at him tightly just now, obviously when he was saying that he was Wang Daoning, his eyes flickered. ”

Mao Zhenhuang supported the old bald head to climb the mountain, and the careful service was about to catch up with his grandson to serve his own grandfather, Xuan Xian saw that his work was robbed by an outsider, and it was better than him, so he couldn't help but have fire in his eyes, and opened his mouth on the side of the old bald head to hit Mao Zhenhuang's small report.

It's still a real-name report!

"I said Xuan Xian! Are you obsessed? What is your name? It's just a stinky skin code born in the rolling red dust! What is the name different, isn't it the first teacher?"

Mao Zhenhuang smiled and turned his head to look at the old bald head.

After so many years of messing around in the rotten land in the northwest, how can the fat man's mind be comparable to Xuanxian, and after three or two sentences of dialogue between the old bald head, he knew what kind of temperament this Taoist with a wrinkled face was.

Watching people put down dishes can be regarded as "talking about people when you see people, and talking about ghosts" to the extreme.

"The same is true! It is a code name, and it has nothing to do with the original intention. ”

Listening to Mao Zhenhuang's words, Dao Sheng's shiny big bald forehead lightly agreed.

"Master, don't be fooled by him, the back of this fat man's head is black and red, it can be seen that he is a person who has done a lot of evil and is addicted to killing, and he is not a good person at all. ”

Xuan Xian looked at Dao Sheng and actually stood on the same line with the "ball" in front of him, and as soon as he pouted, he held back his tears and sued Mao Zhenhuang again.

Hearing this, Mao Zhenhuang glanced at the little bald head and felt a little suddenly realized.

He said that when the two people who had never known each other met, they met each other, why did the other party reject him so much.