In an eventful autumn, Li Xu feels that life is like mountaineering, with layers of scenery.

When he was still a puppet, where had he seen so many masters, and a He Basong who was not good at swordsmanship was the top.

Now, on the way to the grandmaster, how many people have popped up.

Xiao Daisheng, Balutosa, the assassin from Taiping Dao, Shan Wuxing, Liu Sickman, no matter the master he meets, even the dead master can also be used to load the basket.

As for the legendary Three Sage characters, except for a Confucian Sage, the Taoist Sage and the Buddha Sage have all seen it. The fellow Dao Sheng has exchanged hands, and he can call and chat with the Buddha at any time.

Now this kind of scene, a bizarre description is still too bad.

Li Xu raised his head, using the candlelight method to find the source of that trace of Dao Holy Aura, and then gradually noticed a little difference.

This one is definitely not a Dao Saint.

Although the divine will is mysterious, and it can only be entered when the martial arts have reached the realm of the grandmaster, its characteristics are obvious.

Vary.

The relationship between the divine will and the owner can really be described by the word "consistent".

For example, Yue Guhan's divine will, that is, a touch of sword light that opens up the world, straight and straight, chic and wanton, even if he occasionally moves some small means such as making the paper fly in the air, but it does not change its true colors.

It is also like Liu Sickfu's unformed divine will that can only be described as spiritual sense, obscure and difficult to see, and agile and changeable, just like its own martial arts context.

Divine will is definitely something that can't be hidden.

Therefore, Li Xu could feel that the person who came to the door today was definitely not a Dao Saint.

Li Xu's feelings for Wuming were quite profound, after all, this redundant palm almost turned him into a waste. If he didn't have his own motivation and the mention of the Buddha, he should still be recuperating in the palace now.

may have been killed by the three of them.

The divine consciousness of the Dao Saint is as high as the sky, although it can also evade the perception of the target, it is also because its inner law is similar to nothingness, as if the providence of heaven is vast and difficult to find.

Although this divine will is very deep, and it also has some lofty and difficult to find meaning, but if you look closely, there is a sense of decay inside.

Although the divine will of the Dao Saint is high and has no fireworks at all, its eternal meaning is clear.

Although the taste of this divine will is somewhat similar to that of the Dao Saint, after all, it still reveals a sense of time flies and the vicissitudes of time and time are rushing.

In other words, it's decay.

Wuming's divine will is in harmony with heaven and earth, how can there be a taste of decay?

Therefore, this person is either not a Taoist saint at all, but the source of the practice should come from the Taoist saint, and he walks the path of "heaven has no relatives, and the Tao forgets his feelings".

Either the Dao Saint was simply slashed by Yue Gu Han's sword, and his real life would not be long, and he would have such a decaying death intent.

What really made Li Xu feel strange was the trace of anxiety, which came from two places.

One is the transmutation under the divine will probing outside, and the other source is actually the incarnation of his own heart.

This just shows that that divine will is actually the same as oneself to some extent.

In other words, if we say that this person is of the same origin as the Dao Saint Lineage, then this person is at least somewhat similar to himself.

Where is that? Whose influence?

Is it Yue Guhan, Na Luo Yan or Shi Sheng?

"Your Majesty. ”

The emperor suddenly walked out of the palace, and he was full of murderous intent, Wang Baochen and Puxiang immediately noticed that something was wrong and came over as soon as possible.

However, the anger of the grandmaster is not ordinary, under the blockade of killing intent, Puxiang and Wang Baochen can't even raise the courage to speak to the emperor.

It was the one who came through the divine will who slowly handed over a message.

Please also ask Your Majesty to calm his anger.

Li Xu frowned, although he knew that most of that person was not Wuming, but the hand he played just now still had quite a skill, or a skill that he did not have.

Connecting with the Buddha, or the so-called "other mind", is essentially a kind of resonance, when each other's bands are the same, or some qualities are the same, the divine consciousness of the two sides is connected and the information is transmitted.

This can be said to be a form of phone call.

And the method of handing over the message is similar to writing a letter. There is no substantial linkage between the two sides, and the information is one-way.

This is a very clever hand.

But no matter how clever it is, Li Xu has also found the position of this person.

The main entrance of the residence of the Governor of the River.

The emperor gradually dissipated the condensed killing intent, no matter what the other party's source is, at least for now, this person's purpose is still unclear, but now that he took the initiative to expose his position, it can be regarded as a kind of kindness to some extent.

"Baochen, there is a person outside the main gate of your mansion, you invite him over, be polite. ”

The emperor's killing intent disappeared, and Wang Baochen's hanging heart was also put down, just now he thought that the object of the emperor's killing intent was himself, and he was worried that the emperor would still not be able to let go of his identity as a civil party, and finally he was going to kill the killer.

But now it seems that the object of this brainless killing intent is not himself. Wang Baochen also relaxed, secretly a little happy in his heart, people said that the emperor's martial arts are extremely high, which is indeed explained by the record, but to what extent, Wang Baochen has always been unsure.

Wang Baochen finally saw the emperor's martial arts today, and the condensed killing intent that seemed to be the essence just now reminded Wang Baochen of the Manichaean Patriarch Balotosa he had seen when he went north with the army to discuss martial arts.

The Manichaean Pope back then, the peak of Mobei Martial Arts was just what the emperor was now, and it was even slightly inferior.

You must know that Dayu and the Uighurs were friendly at that time, and there were quite a lot of military discussions between the two sides on the grassland, and at that time, the Manichaean Patriarch Balutosa was able to stabilize the Yufu State.

Now it seems that I made the right bet.

The emperor had an order, and Wang Baochen naturally recruited it, and he did not instruct his subordinates to do it, but personally rushed to the outside of the Jiedu Envoy's Mansion, and there were indeed people standing there.

The mansion of the envoy of the festival in the river integrates the two uses of office and residence, and naturally has a style of opening the house and building teeth, not to mention the tall gatehouse, the horse tether stone and the stone lion at the door and the elite tooth soldiers wearing heavy armor, no matter how you look at it, there is a majesty and evil spirit.

An old Taoist priest in a shabby Taoist robe stood in front of such a group of majestic tooth soldiers.

Although the robes on his body were shabby, they were clean, and his hair had turned silver, but he looked like he was thirty or forty years old.

With such a look, it can really be called a crane hairy childish face.

It's just a pair of eyes, and the pupils are actually golden, and they reveal a sense of decay.

As a first-class master, Wang Baochen's vision is also quite broad, and he can see at a glance that this person is not a magic stick, but a successful martial arts cultivator, and most of them are Xuanmen Taoists, so he is so skilled.

"Wang Baochen has seen the Taoist chief, I don't know which famous mountain Mr. is practicing in?"

As soon as the Taoist priest spoke, his voice was surprisingly hoarse, and he was about to pause when he said a few words, as if he didn't even have the strength to finish a sentence.

The dry bones in the mound dragged their last breath to ask to see today, and they hoped that the saint would see him. ”

Wang Baochen estimated that this may be a hidden Taoist master, at least he has reached the realm of a grandmaster, but seeing that he is like this now, no matter how high his cultivation is, he is afraid that it will be difficult to defeat the number of days, and when the oil runs out.

Where did such a person come to see the emperor now?

Wang Baochen knew that there were some things that he couldn't bother about, and since the emperor asked him to invite this person in, then he just did it honestly and didn't do anything superfluous.

"This Daoist, you can call a few people to help you out. Wang Baochen could already see that this person's body was shaking slightly, obviously unable to even stand up.

"You don't have to bother others, you still have to trouble adults. ”

This old man was not polite, and stretched out a hand to ask Wang Baochen to help him personally.

Wang Baochen was originally a smiling tiger's temper, he didn't mind this little thing at all, and immediately stretched out his hand to help Lao Dao up, this help didn't matter, Wang Baochen was taken aback immediately.

This is such a pure true qi.

Although it was only arm to arm, but the distance was close, Wang Baochen felt that there seemed to be a big day in the old Dao dantian.

This is clearly a sign that the pure yang true qi has reached its peak.

Wang Baochen knew in his heart that if he didn't look at this old way, he looked at it and looked like he was already half buried in the soil, and if he really got his hands on it, the river section envoy might not be able to hold out to more than twenty moves.

But he was also very curious in his heart, no matter how high his martial arts are, this person has decayed to such a point, he doesn't wait for death at home, what is he doing crawling out and dangling?

Wang Baochen couldn't figure it out for a while, but he still stood in front and led this old Taoist in.

Outside the lobby of the envoy of the river festival, Li Xu watched such a person walk in with Wang Baochen's support.

The emperor first loosened his brows, and the two sides got closer, and many things became clear.

For example, everyone is tied to the same source.

It should also be blamed on the Sword Sect, otherwise there would not be such a form.

The old Taoist who is facing him is clearly a great expert in practicing the "Yellow Heaven Dafa".

Just by making a cursory observation, it can be seen that this person's true qi cultivation has reached the realm of "Pure Yang Wuji".

If it was a hundred and eighty years earlier, the emperor guessed that most of his current self was not the opponent in front of him.

But now, stretching out your arms and moving your legs is enough to kill this master.

"You're waiting outside. ”

The emperor stepped forward and stretched out a hand to pick up the old way, and was about to walk to the inner hall.

As soon as he took over the old way, he heard the whisper in his ear.

"The Taiping Dao Lord has seen Your Majesty. ”

Sure enough, it's just that this Taiping Dao Master, how can he not match the age and cultivation rumored in the rivers and lakes?

Over there, Puxiang was red-faced and red-eared, and called in a low voice.

"Master, why are you here?"