"Who?"

The Nine Revolutions Xuangong operated wildly, and the huge power burst out, breaking free from the shackles of the power of heaven and earth in an instant, but Yang Jiao knew in his heart that it was the other party's intention.

"Boom la la ......"

The 800-mile Dongting Lake is sparkling, and the gloomy clouds and mist on the lake surface all year round are like spring and snow, quietly dissipating without a trace. The long-lost moonlight sprinkled down and penetrated straight to the bottom of the lake, and Yang Jiao was surprised to find that the blood-colored lake water polluted by the ancestor of the Blood River had quietly become crystal clear and did not stir up dust.

Not only did the lake dissipate, but even the Blood Wing Demon Palace at the bottom of the lake, and the tens of thousands of Demon Sect members in the Demon Palace also disappeared, and the bottom of the lake at this time was crystal clear.

Yang Jiao glanced at the bottom of the lake with some surprise, he knew very well that the battle with the Blood River Ancestor just now was very short, and he didn't have the time to take all this away in front of him.

"Boom la la ......"

The clear lake water suddenly burst into use, and the transparent water droplets slowly condensed into a human shape in front of Yang Jiao, it was a thin figure, a white-haired shawl of the Qingxiu Taoist, the Taoist was formed by water all over the body, so it looked crystalline, only that pair of eyes, as if seeing through the red dust, the vicissitudes of life, there was no sharp eyes, and he didn't dare to let people look at each other.

"This is a strong man who is no less than the master!" Yang Jiao's heart was dark, but he saluted respectfully on his face, and said: "Intercept Yang Jiao, I have seen this Taoist master, but I don't know if the elder is a person from my Xuanmen?"

"What a sectarian Yang Jiao, a good person from the Xuanmen. Hearing this, the Taoist suddenly stroked his palm and smiled, and then the figure gradually condensed, he waved his hand lightly, and a flat boat suddenly appeared on the lake.

The Taoist pointed lightly, and then took the lead in floating up.

Seeing this, Yang Jiao's eyes flashed with a fine light, and then his figure flickered, and he also followed.

He sat down across from the Taoist, flicked his sleeves, and a quaint little table appeared between the two.

"Daoist drinking or drinking tea?" Yang Jiao glanced at the Taoist and asked.

"Wine!" said the Taoist with a slight smile.

"Okay!" Yang Jiao nodded, his sleeves flicked again, and a carved dragon carved phoenix purple gold pot appeared on the table.

"Good wine!" the Taoist smiled slightly, unceremoniously grabbed the wine jug, and drank it to his mouth.

After drinking a pot of wine in one go, the Taoist burped with satisfaction, and then casually reached out and stroked his hair, and said with a smile: "I originally wanted to pretend to be a master, but it seems that it is really not this material!"

With a word, the unfathomable aura on this person's body suddenly dissipated without a trace, and was replaced by the appearance of a naughty boy in the world.

Rao is Yang Jiao is mind is firm, and he can't stand being a little stunned at this time.

"Hehe!" The Taoist wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "Zhuang Zhou, a poor Taoist name, was originally a disciple of the Taishang Dao Ancestor, only because of his temperament, he was punished by the master for earthly training. ”

"Fourth generation?" Yang Jiao was slightly stunned, and then suddenly suddenly.

The first generation of the sect is the leader of the Tongtian Sect, and since then, Yang Jiao has been the third generation. But the ancestor of Xuanmen is the ancestor of the Dao Hongjun, if the ancestor of the Dao is the first generation, then the saints are the second generation, from which it is inferred that it is the fourth generation of the Xuanmen.

However, although this is the case, no one in the Three Realms has ever calculated like this, and the Dao Ancestor said back then:

"One is passed on to three friends, and the two teachings are intercepted and explained. ”

The term "four generations of Xuanmen" has been cultivated by Yang Jiao for many years, but it is the first time he has heard of it.

"You little doll, it is also the most outstanding of the four generations of my Xuanmen, but you are too pedantic, such as this wine ......" Zhuang Zhoudao said, licked his lips again, stretched out his hand and shook the empty wine jug, and said: "Wine, you have to drink it to the fullest, you take such a pot, the poor Dao has not tasted it, it is gone." ”

Yang Jiao was stunned when he heard this, "What kind of ghost logic is this?"

However, although he thought so in his heart, he did not show it in the slightest, he waved his hand again, took out nine pots and put them on the table, and then asked, "Why did the senior stop me from chasing and killing that demon just now?"

"Why?" Zhuang Zhoudaoren just grabbed a pot of wine, and was immediately stunned when he heard the words, and said: "If you want to stop it, you can stop it, do you need any reason?"

"Forehead ......" Yang Jiao heard this, and a row of black lines suddenly appeared on his forehead.

"Goo Dong Gu Dong ......" Zhuang Zhoudao grabbed a pot of wine and drank it in one go, and then burped with satisfaction, and said: "Okay, the matter is done, the wine is also cool, and the poor road is gone." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Yang Jiao, and then immediately turned into a puddle of water and scattered in Dongting Lake.

Yang Jiao's eyes widened, and he didn't see how Zhuang Zhou Daoren left, and when he came back to his senses, the eight pots of wine on the table were gone.

Yang Jiao shook his head, glanced at the eight-hundred-mile Dongting Lake, and then his figure was like lightning, shooting into the sky.

When his figure left the mouth, a figure appeared out of thin air on Dongting Lake, which was the Zhuang Zhou Daoist who had disappeared earlier.

Zhuang Zhoudaoren did not have the slightest look of game dust on his face at this time, but as at the beginning, his face was full of unfathomable, he stretched out his slender five fingers, the light on his fingertips flickered, turning into a gorgeous butterfly dancing, the beautiful wings waved, reflecting the mysterious heaven and earth.

Butterflies flutter and disappear quietly.

Zhuang Zhoudaoren looked at the butterfly that disappeared from his fingertips, and after a while, he suddenly sighed: "The general trend of the Heavenly Dao, is it really unchangeable?"

......

After Yang Jiao left Dongting Lake, he did not return to Shushan, but went straight back to Heaven.

In the Gou Chen Palace, Yang Jiao looked at Wang Mo and said, "Who is this person?"

"Your Highness, according to the records in Tianji Hall, this person's name is Zhuang Zhou, but he is just a dilapidated nobleman in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and he has to drink alcohol on weekdays, and there are no other miraculous performances. Wang Mo looked at the portrait in his hand and slowly replied.

"Oh, a ruined nobleman, how could you notice him, there was even a special message about him left in the Tianji Hall?" Yang Jiao asked.

"This ......" Wang Mo was stunned when he heard this, "Yes, although Tianji Hall claims to supervise the world, it is impossible for it to be so meticulous and comprehensive, and even the information of a broken mortal nobleman is recorded on it!"

When Wang Mo was stunned, Yang Jiao suddenly sighed, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, existence is justified, you don't have to dig deeper, retreat." ”

"Yes!" Wang Mo glanced at Yang Jiao, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then turned around.

"Well, since you won't let me check on you, I won't check it. Yang Jiao shook his head, trying to shake off the figure of Zhuang Zhoudaoren.

Dongsheng Shenzhou, pickaxe capital

In a remote courtyard in the city, Zhuang Zhoudaoren was resting on a shabby deck chair, and beside him, a butterfly fluttered. When Heavenly Court Yang Jiao tried to shake his head, Zhuang Zhoudaoren's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.