Chapter 59

The sound of the Qin Kuiniu drum shook the sky.

Hug Pu Mountain auspicious clouds shrouded, thousands of cranes fly together.

The gates of heaven are wide open.

When the young Taoist priest rode a crane across the gate of heaven. The old Taoist Li Daniu was still waiting by the one hundred and eight immortal lamps, looking lonely.

One hundred and eight longevity lamps, brightly lit.

......

When the young Taoist priest rode a crane across the gate of heaven. In the four corners of the bamboo forest on the southeast peak, there are two figures turning into Changhong, flying straight to the sky, and seeing the young cave master riding a crane into the gate of heaven.

It is the second of the four Dharma Protector Elders of Baopu Mountain, Zhou Guanjing and Huang Xuanhu.

When the young Taoist priest rode a crane through the gate of heaven, the sight of Hupu Mountain was frozen at the moment when the young cave master crossed the gate of heaven.

Somewhere in the clouds, the plain-clothed beauty on the banana leaves, her eyebrows and eyes stretched, leaving a heroic righteousness in the clouds.

......

Three hundred years.

There have been no monks in Baopu Mountain for three hundred years, let alone the ascension of Xiaju.

A few days ago, the young Taoist priest who was still wandering in the late stage of the Tiling Realm, did not cross the Forty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation of the Little Immortal Jindan and the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, and resolutely rode the crane across the Heavenly Gate!

What is the Tao?

Heaven is the Way!

......

When the young Taoist priest rode a crane through the gate of heaven, the purple qi of the 19 patriarch statues of the Pu Palace was entangled.

That moment.

Perhaps only the young man in the arena of the southeast peak, and the green-robed boy who did not hesitate to cultivate at his own expense to crush the ancient magic talisman, lived in his own world.

In the arena of the southeast peak.

The young man who disappeared from his vision slowly appeared.

At that moment, thousands of green-robed boys holding golden scissors burst out from countless directions, indiscriminately occupying every corner of the arena.

Xu is a green-robed son, with his hands up, and the scissors are behind, Xu Xiaoxian will be broken into thousands of pieces.

......

That moment.

The moment when the gate of heaven was about to close.

There was a young Taoist who stepped out of the gate of heaven.

Cross the gate of heaven and return!

Cross the gate of heaven and return!

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

In the arena, Xu Xiaoxian's phantom has not yet condensed into an entity. Thousands of green-robed boys didn't have time, their hands rose, and the scissors fell.

At that moment, the three thousand miles hugged Pushan as if time had been slowed down thousands of times.

The two Dharma Protector Elders of Pushan, Zhou Guanjing and Huang Xuanhu, watched a young Taoist priest walk back from the gate of heaven.

It's like a painting.

The young Taoist priest is the one who lifts the brush.

......

The young Taoist priest returned through the gate of heaven.

In an instant, the gates of heaven were closed.

The young Taoist priest regarded the canopy as a staircase and walked down the stairs.

A total of four steps were taken, and with each step, the young Taoist priest would fall one or two realms. In just four steps, the young Taoist priest flew from riding a crane to the immortal realm, and fell all the way to the little immortal golden pill stage.

Every step the young Taoist priest takes, he will mutter, and finally end with the sentence 'His mother's life is worth it!'.

'I have been spiritualized in every womb. ’

'I have opened the eyes of heaven with a hexagram. ’

'I rode the crane through the gates of heaven. ’

I thought of giving up eternal life. ’

'It's worth the fucking life!'

Is it worth it?

No one knows the answer.

......

I don't know how long it took.

Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's a moment when it's too late to blink.

Time is back in operation.

Elder Zhou Guan looked at the young Taoist priest with a blank eye, and descended from the sky step by step, falling from the first step, and was so angry that the old man burst into tears.

"Are you crazy, are you stupid?" the old man screamed hysterically.

There are not too many accusations, not too many complaints, only heart-rending regret and melancholy.

The six true unifications of the Zhongzhou continent, there are monks in Pushan who cross the gate of heaven with a hexagram, what a great joy to the hearts of the people? What a breath and raise their eyebrows? What a shock?

The young Taoist priest grinned and responded: "Hold Pu Mountain's luck nine buckets, and I will monopolize four buckets." If I am blind and narrow and hug Pushan and cross the gate of heaven and do not return, how can I feel at ease? How can I go to see me and hug Pushan and ascend to the patriarch?"

Dharma Protector Elder Zhou Guanjing and Huang Xuanhu couldn't bear to look directly at the young Taoist, don't look over, wipe away the tears, choked in their throats, turned into two long rainbows, and flew straight to the southeast peak arena.

After the young Taoist priest landed, he pinched the trick with one hand, dispersed the auspicious clouds in the sky, and four pillars of colored light peeled off from him.

A walk into the cave of immortality.

One way into the Tower of Babel.

A fascination tree flower glasses.

One into the southeast peak arena.

Four ways of luck!

Hugging the four buckets of Pushan Nine Dou luck, the young Taoist priest said no, he didn't want it.

......

When the young Taoist priest gave up his whole body luck, the celestial phenomena changed suddenly.

The sky that was still auspicious before, and in an instant, black clouds rolled.

Previously, thousands of yellow cranes chased the breath of the ascendant, and the psychic beasts who wanted chickens and dogs to ascend to heaven were like frightened birds that had exploded into a pot, scattering and fleeing.

Black clouds gather.

Thunder erupted.

Jindan forty-nine days catastrophe.

The young Taoist priest gritted his teeth, pursed his lips, and rushed up to meet the thunderstorm.

......

A pillar of colored light fell into the southeast peak and headed straight for Xu Xiaoxian.

The thin boy blessed his soul and opened his mouth to swallow without hesitation.

Moment.

Thousands of green-robed boys holding gold scissors, hands up, scissors down.

Moment.

The cloud dragon gun inserted behind the young man trembled and trembled violently, and the young man pulled out the gun with his backhand.

A vigorous dragon roared, and the dragon's power suddenly appeared, majestic and majestic, like a heavenly dragon descending into the world.

Eyes on all beings.

At that moment, Xu Xiaoxian swallowed the luck of hugging Pushan and borrowed a trace of east wind.

A cloud dragon spear that has not been transformed into a divine soldier for thousands of years.

Confess the Lord.

A hundred-zhang white dragon flew out of the cloud dragon spear and protected the young man's body.

That moment.

The magic weapon golden scissors in the hands of thousands of green-robed sons fell on Baizhang Canglong at the same time.

A flash of brilliance flashed, and the figures of thousands of green-robed boys flew upside down.

Cangjin Dragon roared again, and Baizhang Canglong spit out a mouthful of white dragon breath, which hit the entire arena like a wave.

Thousands of green-robed sons flew, shattered, and perished in the dragon's breath.

Only one figure kept soaring, struggling, and surviving.

Just survived.

In ancient times, the 'Thousand Demons Dance Talisman Broken', the green-robed prince Sun Shushen's whole body cultivation was only two percent, and Sun Shushen's eyes were godless and his expression was dull.

Three hundred zhang away, the hundred zhang vigorous cloud dragon escaped back into the cloud dragon spear, Xu Xiaoxian held the gun in one hand, rippled under his feet, and crossed the distance of three hundred zhang in one step.

Step on the tide and watch the wind, in the middle.

A little chilly.

Subsequently, the gun came out like a dragon.

The Zhang Bayun Dragon Spear pierced through the left rib of the green-robed Gongsun Shushen, came out through the body, and returned to Xu Xiaoxian's hands again.

Xu Xiaoxian stepped forward, the green light of his right hand flashed, and he instantly made up for the nine punches.

The green-robed prince Sun Shushen suddenly woke up in great pain, and without any battle between heaven and man, he reached for the Huangting Palace in Zhongdantian with one hand.

He wanted to crush the golden pill.

Self-destructing.

But......

He felt his whole body, in that moment, freeze.

The gas engine is blocked.

There are eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and there are one hundred and eight acupoints where there is still the true element flowing.

The green-robed prince Sun Shushen looked up blankly, and he was greeted by a face that could not see joy and sorrow, with a straight nose and red lips, and feminine facial features without a trace of fat powder.

Sun Shushen let out a long sigh and sighed: "Xu Xiaoxian, the sky is helping you." You win, so you can live. ”

Xu Xiaoxian didn't shake his head or nod, just pursed his lips, and said, "Standing in front of the senior brother's clothed mound, I promised him." If I win, I won't leave you dead. ”

When he was young and frivolous, the green-robed boy who had been on the Great Kunlun with one person and one sword nodded incredibly.

"Xu Xiaoxian, can you answer me a question?"

The boy nodded.