For a long time, when the golden seal in his hand had completely dissipated all the light and turned into an ordinary seal letter, Ba Liang seemed to come back to his senses, looking at Su Xingxuan with a shallow smile, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak, "You, who are you?" The voice was soft that Ba Liang had never had.

Seeing this, Su Xingxuan swept over Baliang's body, and the careful look made Baliang couldn't help frowning, just when Baliang thought that something was wrong with him, Su Xingxuan finally spoke.

I saw Su Xingxuan's gaze swept over the waist of Baliang, the brass bell on the other side, and said slowly, "Since I passed down the Dao Law, it has been more than three hundred years so far, when the poor Dao passed on the Dao Law, although I never thought that it would become a wealthy faction in this heaven and earth, and break into a prestigious reputation, but I didn't expect that the descendants would be so down-and-out, and even the foundation of entry had not even been reached. ”

Saying that, Su Xingxuan glanced at Ba Liang deeply, sighed, and the meaning in the words instantly changed Ba Liang's face suddenly, his pupils shrank, flickering, and he wanted to refute something, but those three classics, the Demon Seal Method with boundless power in Su Xingxuan's hands, were very patient with Su Xingxuan, just like seeing the soul bell of his biological parents, none of them were affirming Su Xingxuan's statement, and they were telling the true meaning of Su Xingxuan's words.

Ignoring the complicated expressions of the eight taels, Su Xingxuan continued, "Although I don't dare to say that the Dao taught by the poor Dao is the voice of the Great Dao, but at the beginning, it was also carefully considered, and it was considered a small word, I dare not say that I can go straight to the Immortal Dao and achieve some cultivation, but at least I can cultivate a lot of magical powers, and I even gave the Three Treasures to protect myself, but I don't want to, I actually ended up here, bearded, you tell the Poor Dao, what kind of person is the Poor Dao, and what is the origin?"

Hearing Su Xingxuan's rhetorical question, although there was no momentum, but such a gentle question made Baliang's body tremble suddenly, took two steps back, and his face became more and more pale.

"You, this, I ......" Baliang opened his mouth with difficulty, wanting to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't say anything, three hundred years, how long has his master been inherited, Baliang is not unaware, Su Xingxuan's various magical powers have already shown that he is not an ordinary person, but when he thinks of Su Xingxuan's possible identity, Baliang is unwilling to admit it, let alone admit it.

But as the so-called facts speak louder than words, at least from the various things that Su Xingxuan showed, he should be the identity he guessed, the identity that Baliang had to obey and be a small one, and in this way, everything made sense, but Baliang had been alone for so many years, and a Su Xingxuan suddenly appeared, and it was definitely not an easy thing for him to believe and accept it without any guilt.

Eight taels' thoughts, it is not difficult to guess, besides, if Su Xingxuan is now considered his real age, he is already three or four hundred years old, as the so-called people become old and refined, even if Su Xingxuan has been studying Taoism more in the past three or four hundred years, understanding the way of heaven and earth, but now is the time to enter the WTO, what he has seen and heard, is definitely not much worse than the average old man. What's more, Ba Liang himself is not an unpredictable person, he just showed a hint of hesitation, and Su Xingxuan knew what he was thinking.

Fortunately, Su Xingxuan didn't intend to claim to be the ancestor master, besides, Gu Dong is only Su Xingxuan's registered disciple, it stands to reason that Su Xingxuan is not his authentic ancestor master, Su Xingxuan called him over today, just to see that his cultivation is too poor, and he plans to instruct him, and the reason why he said the origin is nothing more than to dispel the doubts of eight taels, so as not to have any changes.

Therefore, when he saw the embarrassed look on his face, Su Xingxuan immediately smiled and said, "You don't need to have any burden, the poor Dao passed down the Dao Law back then, but it was just a complete fate, and there were not many entanglements. ”

"Think about the year, when the poor road taught the law, there were three months, and today the love of the past year, I will point you to three hours, if you have the heart, the poor road will guide you, if you don't want to, just as the poor road has not said, the door here is free to come and go, you have to think about it. After speaking, Su Xingxuan closed his eyes, looking like you are at ease.

When Su Xingxuan didn't speak, Baliang was still struggling with whether to recognize this ancestral master, but he didn't want people to use this to override him at all, and he wanted to be his own ancestor, although Su Xingxuan just did what he wanted, but in Baliang's opinion, he was afraid that he couldn't look down on himself.

As the so-called non-steaming steamed buns fight for breath, Su Xingxuan didn't expect that he was unwilling to embarrass Baliang's move, but instead made Baliang puff up a lot of energy, but without saying a word, hundreds of catties of body smashed in front of Su Xingxuan's eyes with a bang, and the loud noise suddenly made Su Xingxuan open his eyes, looking at Baliang kneeling in front of him and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Since entering the view, Su Xingxuan's face has an indifferent look, Su Xingxuan, who has shown a surprised look like this, has not seen it yet, and a smug look has risen in his heart somehow, and then put away the smile in his eyes, and kowtowed respectfully to Su Xingxuan with a solemn face.

"Eight taels of unscrupulous disciples, meet Master Zu, and ask Master Zu for guidance. ”

Looking at Baliang's solemn appearance, the surprise and easy-going in Su Xingxuan's heart were instantly put away, replaced by a solemn look, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through Baliang, falling on Baliang's body, and the meaning of scrutiny was very obvious. At the same time, on Su Xingxuan's body, a huge coercion gradually fell on Baliang's body, which was not obvious at first, but later it was pressed and the waist of Baliang was bent.

Under such heavy pressure, Baliang gritted his teeth and supported him stubbornly, and after a while, Su Xingxuan took the momentum of getting up, and Baliang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and Su Xingxuan's hearty laughter sounded in his ears.

"Okay, since you are willing to admit that the poor Dao is the ancestor master, then the poor Dao will also treat you as a disciple of the descendants, so that you can know that the poor Daoist inherits the Heavenly Master Dao, and his name is Su Xingxuan, but he is your ancestor, and the poor Dao can only teach you for three hours, how much you can learn depends on your creation, raise your head, and teach the Fa!"

As Su Xingxuan burst into a shout, Baliang raised his head, and saw a finger stretched out, and at the center of his eyebrows, countless flashes of light instantly exploded in Baliang's mind.

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