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When Gu Chuanxia heard this, he laughed: "Ling Daxia is really a heroic mind, it seems that he wants to split the chaos and liberate Feng Xiaoxiao!"

Ling Donglai said: "If the way I wait is destined to him, then this trip is inevitable." ”

"No, he'll be out soon!" said Gu Chuanxia. Feng Xiaoxiao is not an immeasurable catastrophe, it is impossible to get out of trouble from the core of the universe, but now that the immeasurable tribulation is coming, the heaven and earth killing machine is already about to overflow, ordinary martial artists can't feel it, and the ancient legend of the hero, as a hybrid martial ancestor, how can he not be aware of it.

"Gu Wu Zu..."

"Gu Wu Zu..."

It seems to have opened the conversation, and all kinds of problems come from all directions. And the ancient legend of the heroes is alive and well, able to listen to all the questions without missing a single bit, and choose some answers that are worth answering.

The Q&A continued until midnight.

In the middle of the moon, suddenly a holy light lit up from the southeast, followed by the song of ten thousand birds.

The vast righteousness of heaven and earth, condensed and formed, and splendid articles are all over the sky.

There was a Confucian student in the sky, dragging a cart of holy icons, all of which exuded a heroic aura, obviously blessed by the will of the saint.

As a saint, although the body does not exist, the spirit lives on.

"Zhang Zai, what are you doing?" shouted in the crowd.

Gu Chuanxia also sent Zhang Zai a white cloud order, but it was rumored that he was disdained to abandon him in the mountains, but at this time, this person pulled a cart of saint statues here, no matter how you look at it, it looks like he came to smash the field.

Confucian Sheng pulled a cart of holy icons, arched his hand to the ancient legend in the air, and said: "I heard that someone in ancient times held a martial arts conference here, and invited the martial arts colleagues of the heavens and all worlds, and he felt that he was the king without a crown. It was praised by the ignorant of good deeds as a big pattern that has not been seen for hundreds of millions of years. ”

"Zhang Mou thinks he is not talented, but since it is a big pattern that has not been seen for hundreds of millions of years, how can there be no missing ancient saints? Zhang Mou helped you here and invited all the saints. ”

The scene suddenly became a little awkward.

Gu Chuanxia is the first martial ancestor since ancient times, and he believes that he is the first person in the heavens and all worlds. But the ancient saints, which are also the immortal monuments of the human race, although their bodies have died out in the passage of time, their spirit has always lived on, flowing in the classics.

To some extent, it can be called half a martial ancestor.

At this time, this statue of a saint carrying a cart of saints obviously wanted to suppress the ancient saints and destroy his prestige.

Gu Chuanxia stood there, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly clenched his fists and arched his hand at the carload of holy statues.

The next moment, the carload of icons began to explode.

Zhang Zai was shocked, and then he was furious: "Gu Chuanxia! How dare you! These are the sages of the human race, enjoying the incense of the human race, how dare you be so disrespectful?"

Before Gu Chuanxia could speak, a sharp light suddenly rose from a shattered icon.

A man wearing battle armor and a heroic face was phantom, bowing slightly to the ancient legend in the air, although he did not make a big salute, this move had already shocked countless people present.

"That's the Soldier Saint! The Soldier Saint actually saluted the Ancient Martial Ancestor! What is going on?" The crowd was in turmoil, even if they were all big people from the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, there was an upper limit to what they could bear in their hearts.

Obviously, at this moment, the Soldier Saint's move has somewhat broken through this upper limit.

Immediately afterwards, another holy light protruded, and in the holy light, a figure resembling an old peasant appeared, also like a soldier saint, bowing to the ancient legend.

"That's... that's the Ink Saint!"

It was like opening a box, and then the Yuan Sheng, Shang Sheng, Fu Sheng, Wine Sheng, and Mu Sheng condensed with holy light one after another, and greeted the ancient legend in the air.

The ancient princes also followed, and they appeared one after another to salute the ancient heroes.

Jang Jae was already stunned, or rather, not only Jang Jae, but everyone present was stunned.

Everything is completely beyond imagination.

In their opinion, the appearance of all the saints who are high up in the sky and have long been out of the ordinary world has already been a great event. Now not only appears, but also worships the ancient legends, what is the reason?

A particularly bright holy light rushed up, and it was still dazzling among the hundreds of holy lights at this moment.

"Yasheng has also been revealed!"

Everyone held their breath, the ancient saints, in fact, are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and although the sub-saint has a 'sub-sage' word, but its contrast is the most holy, in order to honor the most holy, only to take a sub-word, compared with other saints, the sub-sage style is more eye-catching.

At this time, Yasheng appeared to be a saint, and he actually straightened his clothes first, and then bowed to the ancient legend.

Under this salute, Zhang Zai's last expectation was smashed.

"How is it possible! This can't be!" Jang Jae hardly believed the fact.

Suspect that you are dreaming.

He has been shrouded in the aura of the ancient saints all his life, and the adventures of his youth have allowed him to use the power of the ancient saints at any time. Therefore, although his realm cultivation is not very strong, he can arrogantly despise all beings who are stronger than himself.

Whether it is Bodhidharma, the ancestor of Zen Buddhism, or Zhang Sanfeng, the real martial artist of Wudang, he doesn't pay attention to it.

But at this moment, the ancient saints he relied on were visiting the ancient legend, meeting this existence that he originally wanted to suppress, so as to once again assert his existence.

At this time, Zhang Zai looked at the last three holy statues extremely nervously.

These three icons represent the supreme saints of Confucianism, Taoism and Legalism.

Before the Buddha Gate was extended, it was these three families who dominated the world.

After the Buddhism was magnified, the Legalists returned to Confucianism, while the Taoists pursued the ancestral court, overlapping with the ancient Taoist gates, and there was no Taoism, only Taoism.

Airplanes!

First, the Legalist saint was revealed.

Holding a roll of bamboo slips, on which the Legalist article is engraved, this saint looks at the ancient legend, and his hands are slightly respectful to the ancient legend.

Gu Chuanxia looked at him, returned the salute, and sighed at the same time.

This Legalist is the most holy, he was born at the wrong time, his legal principles can govern the world, but he can't control the king, and he can't punish the doctor. Therefore, there is a lack of legal principles, otherwise, if we take into account the Taoist morality, we may also be able to achieve mixed elements.

Law and morality are the two ends of the scale.

Although this saint is not in the mixed element, after all, it is close, so it is worthy of a little return from the ancient legend.

Next, it turned out to be the manifestation of a Taoist saint.

This was unexpected by Gu Chuanxia, according to the inference, even if this Taoist saint is manifested, he should be put last.

In the shadow of the icon, Gu Chuanxia saw a trace of the shadow of the Doushi Immortal.

"Sure enough, Lao Tzu is not moral, he is even just a part of Tushi Xian. Gu Chuanxia felt something, and suddenly thought of something, and his heart was inexplicable, but he was not very sure, and he needed to be verified.

The theme of the Taoist sage is that Tushi Immortal and Gu Chuanxia do not need to be so polite, even after saying hello, they will dissipate.

Such a skillful style, in the eyes of outsiders, is a Taoist saint who does not buy the accounts of ancient legends, and how many Taoist masters are relieved.

If their ancestors all started to compliment Gu Chuanxia, then what should they do?