Xu Xiaoshou said, and when he saw Mr. Sang's face was gloomy and uncertain, he raised his hands high and immediately retreated.
At this time, he and the old man were already several feet apart.
The two looked at each other from a distance.
It was obviously a master-disciple exchange, but it was like enemies meeting each other, and they were extremely wary.
"Brat!"
Mr. Sang was so angry that he realized that he had scared others, and immediately put his hand down.
It has to be said that this wave of inferences made by Xu Xiaoshou really shocked him again.
It’s the same as the previous time in the Spiritual Palace, basically...,
Exactly!
"How did this little melon grow?"
Mr. Sang was a little depressed.
He was obviously trying his best to suppress this guy's growth.
After all, even if this kid has the ancestral ability to fight across ranks, it is only innate now.
If they really want to face the throne and kill Dao, or in such a dangerous situation at this moment - even Taixu and Seven Swordsmen are dispatched.
Going beyond a certain level is just nonsense!
Only growing slowly is the path Xu Xiaoshou should take.
But obviously, judging from Xu Xiaoshou's ability to cause trouble, his obscene development seems to be really inappropriate for this kid's future path.
Maybe we should change our approach... Mr. Sang thought to himself, but his face was unmoved and he said: "What do you want to insinuate, you are so sinister?"
"I'm right here. What do you have to say that you can't say openly?"
There was a clear desire to seduce people in his voice.
Xu Xiaoshou glanced at his lowered hand and rolled his eyes secretly.
Just because you are always here like a stick, I can't say something directly, right?
I'm afraid of being beaten!
This master's body is okay to others, but he can't bear to fuck you!
But Xu Xiaoshou understood clearly how Old Sang reacted.
Although the old man covered up everything well except for the first wave, he did not deny it, but changed the subject.
In the meantime, the problem has been explained.
What I just said may have really analyzed the key points.
Mr. Sang couldn't say it clearly, so he reacted like this.
"So, until now, you still plan to hide everything from me?" Xu Xiaoshou asked cautiously.
Mr. Sang closed his eyes heavily and hesitated to speak. After a long time, he finally said: "What else do you know?"
Xu Xiaoshou saw something interesting in his eyes, and his eyes flashed.
He took a few steps back again, decided to throw the highlight, and said in a solemn voice: "Ajie, you know, right?"
"Yeah." Mr. Sang nodded.
Xu Xiaoshou breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ajie, I don't know where you got it from, but it was sealed with two layers of seals in Tianxuanmen. Even if the enemy is present, it will not be released."
"This is the first-generation Tianji puppet written by the master of the Dao Palace. It is obvious that you are not hiding anything."
Mr. Sang's eyebrows twitched, and blue veins popped out on his forehead.
Xu Xiaoshou was so heartbroken that he gave up completely.
"Ba Zunzun! It's the same."
"The world has said that he has been dead for decades, and now he suddenly appears, which is really amazing."
"But these so-called scams are just for deceiving ordinary spiritual refiners. In the past few decades, even Zhandao and Taixu have not doubted this rumor at all."
"Then I'm confused. How did you do this? The Holy Temple can even deceive Zhan Dao and Taixu?"
"I don't think so!"
"Perhaps, the Eight Masters really did fall, and the world really gave up on this myth."
"But his fall must be different from the real 'fall'... Well, maybe, it's exactly the same!"
Xu Xiaoshou paused for a moment, carefully choosing his words to avoid irritating the old man in front of him.
The embarrassment saint appeared in his mind, and he said again: "There are places where ordinary people can be imprisoned... no, ordinary geniuses."
"But the Eight Masters are so powerful that they can dominate a generation. Who can guarantee that he will not do anything extraordinary?"
"for example……"
Xu Xiaoshou glanced at Sang Lao's calm expression, swallowed his saliva, and changed his explanation: "For example, he did not fall on Void Island, but was imprisoned in a small place that can only seal the innate. He has the key , it came out very simply.”
The corners of Sang Lao's mouth twitched.
While he was shocked by Xu Xiaoshou's inference, he couldn't help but curse angrily: "Can you speak properly!"
"oh."
Xu Xiaoshou immediately dropped the topic.
He had no intention of getting a positive response from Mr. Sang. This was unrealistic.
"By the way, there's one more thing."
"I think the embarrassed saint hiding in the cracks in the space of another dimension in the White Cave must also be wandering around and throwing olive branches in his free time. It is impossible to overlap with the completely purposeless mission you gave him."
"As for the Bazun and the saint who met in the White Cave, it should be more of an accidental encounter or coincidence. The two of them should not be acquaintances, because they may have never met, right?"
"After all, those who 'died' are not in the same place..."
"And more and more!"
Xu Xiaoshou gave up on himself and simply closed his eyes, not looking at Sang Lao's expression, and threw away all his doubts.
"There is also the ultimate goal of a saint slave - if you don't become a saint, you will always be a slave."
"It is absolutely impossible to mean becoming a slave of the Holy Temple, becoming... the so-called 'ghost beast' of Void Island?"
Say nothing.
The scene was dead silent for a moment.
"Gulu."
Xu Xiaoshou's Adam's apple rolled up and he was as silent as a cicada.
There were no words beside his voice. He couldn't help but pry open his eyes and peek outside secretly.
A scary old face!
"Fuck——"
Xu Xiao was so frightened that he ran away with his head in his hands.
But even his "perception" was completely blocked, it only extended to the back and he didn't dare to look at the front.
He raised his eyes and squinted, and it looked like that old face. Who could resist it?
"Bang!"
Sure enough, even though he was running fast, he still got kicked in the back. Xu Xiaoshou stumbled out and fell to the ground.
"I'm done, I'm done!"
"Nothing but justice exists."
"Everyone advocates beauty. This world is very friendly. There is no chess game or plan that lasts for hundreds of years, and there is no darkness or unbearableness other than my words. That's all."
"Who doesn't yearn for light?"
Xu Xiaoshou raised his hands to surrender, but was still quibbling.
His strength reached his back, and he wanted to withstand another whip kick from the old man that contained terrifying power, but after waiting for a long time, nothing happened.
"Um?"
Xu Xiaoshou raised his head in confusion and did not dare to look back.
"Perception" was released, and he saw that behind him Sang Lao had sat down cross-legged, holding a straw hat in one hand and holding his bald scalp with the other, and kept sighing.
Xu Xiaoshou turned over and timidly said: "What's wrong?"
Mr. Sang looked complicated and could not speak at all.
"Your hair is falling out, don't be bald!"
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly stabbed him, and the old man turned his head and looked away with a stiff expression.
"You want to die, don't you?"
"Threatened, passive value, +1."
"no no……"
Xu Xiaoshou waved his hands and retreated.
Mr. Sang sighed: "How did you know?"
"reasoning."
"How did you push it?"
"Use your brain."
"..."
Old Sang's facial muscles began to twitch.
"Cursed, passive value, +1."
Xu Xiaoshou panicked: "I'm really using my brain, I can't push this thing out with my hands..."
"Take your fucking bullshit!"
Mr. Sang roared: "What I'm asking is, when did you come into contact with so many things and understand them so deeply?"
"Oh."
Xu Xiao shrank his neck in fear, too many things came to mind.
There is a vigil, there is a road guard...
There are caramel candies, eight acquaintances, and embarrassed saints...
There is also a series of miscellaneous information.
These things may seem trivial and irrelevant.
But after careful consideration, there is really such a line secretly connecting them.
Perhaps, there is more than one.
Xu Xiaoshou's heart felt heavy. Every time he thought about all this, he always felt that the world was very heavy, too heavy, as if it was too heavy for ordinary people to bear.
It's as heavy as Mount Tai, hanging above everyone's heads.
When the height is unreachable, there are giants holding it up.
When the height exceeds the giant who serves as the pillar, and after seeing a brand new world, not only does it have to be replaced by another person, but maybe the new world you see will completely destroy the old world concepts established in the past.
A continent, a plane.
Gods and ants are clearly distinguished.
When you look up, you don't dream of gods. When you look down, it's just because the world is insignificant.
The real thing that spans the Chu River and the Han world, one foot to the east and the other to the west, is the Holy Temple and the Holy Slave.
Xu Xiaoshou felt himself, glimpsed, horrified, afraid of it and wanted to welcome it.
"Brain!"
He sighed and said: "These things are a long story. To make a long story short, it is better not to say it. In the final analysis, it is really the brain that works best. Sometimes the brain works well, but it is also a mistake."
Mr. Sang nodded unexpectedly. He didn't get angry or refute, he actually acquiesced.
My apprentice's brain is really good.
The way he conducts himself and works is also extraordinary.
Some educational methods that can be used on ordinary people may be really limiting when used on him.
This can be completely seen from the White Cave and the others.
"Small suffering."
Mr. Sang exhaled in a deep voice and said: "I will not interfere with your decision. Since you have become a saint slave, it is destiny. The road you have to take in the future may be difficult, but this is your own choice. As long as No regrets……"
"I regret it!"
Xu Xiaoshou interrupted: "To tell you the truth, I was forced to join the Saint Slave. At that time, I couldn't refuse at all."
Mr. Sang: "..."
His teeth were chattering and he was so angry that he almost got up and kicked him again.
"Well, is there no point in regretting?"
Xu Xiaoshou was shocked and muttered: "I thought you could kick me out if you wanted to act arbitrarily."
"Shut up!"
"oh."
"Listen to me!"
"Still standing~"
Kaka——
Mr. Sang clenched his fists, Xu Xiaoshou's heart skipped a beat, and he said in a panic: "I'm really listening, I'm all ears. It's just that there is no water. If there is water, I will immediately..."
While talking, Xu Xiaoshou put a chain on his mouth.
Sang Lao suppressed his anger and changed the subject.
"The matter of the Holy Slave is a foregone conclusion."
"If Yu Lingdi can keep an eye on you and Gou Wuyue can see you, it means that you have really broken into their sight."
"It's impossible to escape unscathed, and with my relationship, it's impossible for you to escape intact."
"What I want to tell you now..."
After Sang Lao's meal, Xu Xiaoshou's eyes lit up, the secret came?
"What?" he asked hurriedly.
Old Sang said: "Holy slave, you have your own mission, and there will also be tasks assigned to you, but it is still what I told you."
"No one can be trusted in this world."
"The Eight Masters have their own way, and I have my own way."
"But anyone's direction may be wrong, and no one can be trusted. The only one you can trust is yourself."
"Understand?"
Xu Xiaoshou was startled.
He thought Mr. Sang was going to answer his question, but he didn't expect to hear such a scrawled sentence and was immediately disappointed.
"And you?"
Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes and said seriously: "You can't believe it either?"
The corner of Sang Lao's lips twitched, and his smile was a bit catchy.
"you try?"
"Hey!" Xu Xiaoshou shuddered and did not dare to answer.
Sang Laole said: "If you don't think your brain is good, then think about it yourself!"
"I can see so deeply that I don't even bother beating around the bush with you."
"The general direction you mentioned is basically correct."
"But one thing is limited by your current realm, vision, and experience..."
Mr. Sang raised his head as he spoke and pointed to the sky.
"As I said before, there is always a better world, but you are still missing a layer."
Still less?
Xu Xiaoshou immediately raised his eyebrows.
Mr. Yesang, his disciple, pointed to Ehu Lake and told him about the prison cage. He said that he had never thought that reality was so bloody and cruel.
So true!
But until now, there is still one missing layer?
"What's missing?"
Xu Xiaoshou asked: "The level beyond the Holy Temple and the Holy Slaves...the level of ghosts and beasts, the Xuyue Gray Palace?"
Sang Lao smiled and said nothing.
Xu Xiaoshou immediately denied himself: "No, this is at the same level at best. What do you mean, above the Holy Temple, there is also?"
His heart throbbed.
Inexplicably, a joke Caramel Sugar once said flashed through his mind.
"The Holy Emperor sanctions, Heaven suppresses?"
Mr. Sang did not reply, but stood up suddenly, put on his straw hat, and looked into the distance with a solemn expression.
"coming!"
Xu Xiaoshou: "..."
Damn that bad old man, you're cheating on me at this critical moment!
The chatter box has been opened to this point, and it is almost falling apart.
If you don’t tell me, why don’t you play?
Hey, that’s not right!
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly woke up.
Even the Semi-Saint Dao Qiongcang cannot speak his name directly, and can only be referred to as the Master of the Dao Palace.
What if this world really has such a layer, a layer belonging to the Holy Emperor!
Is this something that I can only discuss innately?
Looking at Sang Lao's dark figure with backlight, Xu Xiaoshou fell silent.
Old man, there is no denying it...
Isn't that enough to explain the problem?
"who!"
Suddenly, Xu Xiaoshou glanced in the same direction as Mr. Sang, and his pupils shrank.
During the "perception", a light blue light suddenly broke into the line of sight. In the blink of an eye, it stopped in the void, standing with a tilted sword.
Gou Wuyue!
Xu Xiaoshou was confused.
Shouldn't this Moonless Sword Immortal be chasing the Eight Masters at this moment?
How could it be possible to get here?
Changed target?
He looked at Sang Lao, then at Gou Wuyue, and then looked at the super-large Dragon Fusion Realm erupting from the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly understood something.
I bet this damn old man didn't just come here to reminisce with me.
Small talk just passes the time.
Even Yu Lingdi probably helped him escape from his origin.
His real purpose is to divert Bai Yi's attention and drag Gou Wuyue here, to this battlefield?
At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou's emotions were complicated and difficult to describe.
The image of the eight acquaintances with bloody scabs under their masks emerged in his mind.
Xu Xiaoshou understood that there must be a reason why the Saint Slaves had not allowed Bazun Shu to take action.
In this situation, Cen Qiaofu was held back, and Storyteller and Haitang'er were not strong enough.
So, the rest…
"In the final analysis, he is still the second-in-command of the Saint Slaves. Even if they have different aspirations, they can share the same goals."
"Sometimes, when others are unable to stand up and shoulder everything, the giant who could have relaxed his body has to choose to straighten his waist."
Xu Xiaoshou thought, clenched his fists and kept pace.
Staring at the backlit figure in front of him, Caoli looked a little skinny and malnourished, with a solemn look on his face.
"Old man, can you do it?"
