Chapter Eighty-Four: I've Seen Mr.
Coincidentally!
Just when the middle-aged man in the Confucian robe who had cultivated to the sky had just reached the top of the Tianluo Sword Sect, the distant sky flashed one after another, and the light appeared.
A person wearing a purple and gold robe, holding the Buddha in front of him in his left hand, stepped on a small reed and broke through the air, accompanied by the sound of slowly chanting scriptures.
"Amitabha. The man in the Buddhist sect looked at the man in the Confucian robe who came first, and said softly, "Qianqiuzi of the Qingfeng Holy Land? ”
The man in the Confucian robe, known as Qianqiuzi, looked back at the person in the Buddhist sect, shook his head slightly and smiled, "I've just arrived here, but why are you Master Xuanzhen here?"
The Xuanzhen Master looked at Yun Chu'an, who had caused many visions of heaven and earth, and stood in the sky, and said, "This person is destined for my Buddha. ”
Qianqiuzi smiled dumbly, obviously he is a person who can cause the statue of the saint ancestor to shake, how can he have a relationship with your Buddhism?
What's the matter, you still want to abduct this person to your Buddhism to eat vegetarian scriptures and can't do it?
This old bald donkey, most of them fell in love with this son of great luck, no matter what, he had to rub a little bit of relationship and get some luck...
I just wanted to say something, but the streamer continued, and after a few breaths, many people arrived.
Some people step on the flying sword, with their hands behind their backs, showing a majestic state, some people take a flying boat, covering the sky and the sun, and some people are wearing a golden crown and wearing all kinds of dragon robes, and a king's breath is fully displayed!
Their cultivation is unfathomable, and none of them can be seen through by the head Li Wudao.
You must know that Li Wudao's cultivation is in the early stage of distraction, in the realm of tens of thousands of miles within a radius of tens of thousands of miles of Tianluo Sword Sect, only a few sect heads who are similar to Tianluo Sword Sect can be comparable to Li Wudao, and this cultivation in the early stage of distraction seems to have become the absolute overlord in this realm!
But put in front of this group of people ... It's simply not enough to see!
The kind that can be slapped to death with a single slap!
Even if it goes down with one punch, the entire Tianluo Sword Sect will be destroyed!
There is no order in practice, and the one who reaches it is the teacher!
Even if some of these people are younger than Li Wudao, the strength of cultivation is there!
The head Li Wudao rose into the air, and soon came to a group of profound cultivators in front of the Heavenly Power, and performed a junior etiquette to many people.
"The junior Li Wudao is the head of the Tianluo Sword Sect, and he has seen all the seniors. Li Wudao said cautiously, "I don't know why your seniors are here?"
"Hehe... Tianluo Sword Sect?Is it the sect founded by that amazing and brilliant sword cultivator Tianluo thousands of years ago?" Qianqiuzi looked at the clouds and said slowly, "Your Tianluo Sword Sect has produced a good disciple!"
After saying that, he waved his sleeve robe, and bowed deeply towards the clouds in the air, "Qingfeng Holy Land, student Qianqiuzi, I have seen Mr."
With Qianqiuzi taking the lead, many powerful and powerful people with heavenly cultivation actually saluted an empty cloud that was as weak as an ant!
"Yixing Holy Land, student Qimo, I've seen Mr.!"
"Guanghan Domain, students are from together, I have seen Mr."
"Hanshan Temple, Monk Xuanzhen, have seen my benefactor!"
"Ten Thousand Lotus Holy Land, Lu Lan, I have seen the son of luck of my clan!"
"Tianji Holy Land, Tianjizi, I have seen the son of luck of my clan!"
"Tianwu Dynasty, Wu Cang, I have seen the son of my clan's luck!"
"Sun and Moon Twin Islands, Zhao Changsong, I have seen the son of luck of my clan!"
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Among them, Qianqiuzi, Qimo, Gongcong and many other Confucian scholars are even more disciples who need to make disciple salutes to teachers!
A person who has cultivated to the heavens actually performed such a gift of afterlife on this cloud as small as an ant...
It's definitely a big day of etiquette!
For a while, the visions of Yun Chu'an were opposite, and the crowd was even more brilliant!
Shadows in the sky!
Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, thousands of pink lotus, astrological dou turn, real dragon spirit... All of them are released!
But all this momentum is not as good as half a minute of being surrounded by many visions at this time!
Oh my God! The entire Tianluo Sword Sect was shocked at this moment!!
"St. ... Holy land!?Those behemoth holy places that have been inherited for more than 10,000 years?"
"Chiakiko... Tianjizi... Oh my God! These are all giants that can only be seen in the character chronicles, and they are all saluting Senior Brother Yun! I read that right!"
It is rumored that he can use all things as chess, take heaven and earth as a game, and can control life and death with one hand!"
"Shhhh The common subordinate of the vast cold region! That painting is everyone! In every stroke, you can turn the virtual into reality! With a wave of ink, you can turn into thousands of troops!"
"The Holy Land of Ten Thousand Lotus??, which is rumored to only accept women?"
"Tianwu Dynasty? This is the closest dynasty to our Tianluo Sword Sect, spanning countless territories, and the army of monks under his command is more than a million! Wearing a golden crown and a purple and gold dragon robe... Definitely the Heavenly Son of the Heavenly Martial Emperor Dynasty!!"
Even Yun Chu'an was constantly rippling in his heart, and he was even so surprised that he couldn't even move his face anymore, so he had to keep his original appearance and keep his face tight, but in the eyes of outsiders, he felt that Yun Chu'an was in a detached state of mind, and he could be calm in the face of such a battle!
What a sir!
What a son of atmospheric luck!
There is hope for the revival of our human race!
This son, on this duty!
"Well??? what, sir??son of luck??what is this?" Having said that, Yun Chu'an still had doubts in his heart.
Isn't it just a little shameless to embezzle the works of those great writers in the lower heavens and ten thousand worlds, how can it be that the visions are rampant, breaking through one after another, and now you peerless powers who even have to bow down to the head Li Wudao have to bend down and salute me one by one...
And calling names I don't understand...
It's as if I just heard from the head of the sect that my vision is an existence recognized by the Heavenly Dao, and my cultivation will be unimpeded in the future, and it will come naturally, is it because of this?
Ahem.. No way.. Calm and calm, absolutely not exposed!
Yun Chu'an nodded at the somewhat paralyzed and expressionless face, and said slowly, "Get up." ”
When everyone heard Yun Chu'an say this, they slowly got up, and the look in their eyes was even more radiant, overflowing with color!
As if knowing Yun Chu'an's doubts, Chiakiko took a step forward and explained to Yun Chu'an.
Sir, the instructions you just read have been recognized by the way of heaven, which has caused the shock of Confucianism in the world.
Mr. More, he has been recognized by heaven and earth, and has descended the unheard-of ten heavenly golden rays to bless his body, this is the sign of atmospheric luck! My human race has such a son of atmospheric luck as Mr., and there is hope for revival, and I can fight for the position of the overlord of the human race in this life!"