Jinzhao Baiyan?
In the chaos, when warmth enveloped his whole body, Xu Xiaoshou felt that his scattered and broken self was falling rapidly.
A strong feeling of weightlessness came over me!
He fell from the floating state to the long, long-lost street as if it were real.
He saw the little girl, the candied haws skewers in his hand, and of course, the straw hat that flew out.
"Plop..."
Everything is false.
Even the straw hat is false, just a projection of memory.
But just as a feeling of comfort spreads throughout the body and warmth spreads from the inside out, something catches the soul and will.
"boom!"
There was an explosion in my mind.
A huge, blurry, white flame surged out from behind.
This virtual image is human-shaped. He is wearing broken straw sandals, a raincoat, and a straw hat. The difference is that his hands are burnt black and sleeveless, and there is an illusory image of Jiulong Fenzu on his back... It is like a matryoshka doll, a virtual image. Set of icons.
"Hey, here again?"
When such a sound came from nowhere, the world spun around, and Xu Xiaoshou came to a familiar world.
This place is completely white, with a few feet of fire and vast expanse. It is clearly the Taixu world of Sang Lao who has been here once before.
etc!
Old Man Sang?
Xu Xiaoshou turned around suddenly and saw a slightly unruly and playful figure standing behind him.
This man's face has become more weathered, and his dress is a little different from what he knew. He is dressed in white, with a big word "prison" on his chest. His hands are withered and black, and from time to time there are strands of demonic strands emerging from them. Angry Bai Yan...
"Damn old man?"
Xu Xiaoshou was overjoyed!
If not Mr. Sang, who else could it be?
Sang Lao seemed to have prepared his posture in advance, facing the visitor sideways as the white flames swayed, showing off his grace.
The dim light did a good job of covering up his slightly barren hair after losing the cover of his straw hat, and also added a sense of mystery and coldness.
As soon as he heard the sound, he was so angry that he rushed to the traitor and suddenly raised his hand to knock down a blast.
Xu Xiaoshou hid.
"Click!"
The normal sleeveless red-scorched hands made cracks in the air, and even the Taixu world made an overwhelmed sound.
Old Sang's hand stopped on Xu Xiaoshou's head, but he didn't knock it down in the end. There was a bit of sadness in his eyes.
He was no longer sure whether Xu Xiaoshou's consciousness could withstand his blow...
Even if it could, the Taixu world wouldn't be able to hold on...
The two of them were just like this, one tall and one short, staring at each other in silence, with the white flames fluttering around them.
There were tears in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes.
Mr. Sang also rarely showed some tenderness.
In the blurred field of vision, he looked up and down at this appearance and height. Compared with the spirit palace period, he had many different good disciples. After putting down his hand, he sighed softly:
"You've grown up……"
laugh!
Unexpectedly, Xu Xiaoshou, who was still in tears, suddenly saw his sleeves withered and his arms blackened. He was slapped unexpectedly.
"Eat my slap! Ada~"
There was a bang. Mr. Sang was too immersed in the warmth to react. His eyeballs popped out, his chin shifted, and his whole face was slapped crookedly.
Xu Xiaoshou hit him hard on the chin and half of his cheek. Sang Lao was like a rubber ball, whizzing around in the air for dozens of weeks, and was whipped to the horizon where he turned into a star and disappeared.
Hands down.
Xu Xiaoshou gasped.
"Holy shit, aren't you dreaming?"
"Does this feel real?"
Rumble…
The Taixu world suddenly trembled violently, and cracks appeared.
There were white flames gushing out everywhere, like a volcano venting its anger, and it faintly transformed into a huge, creeping, blazing and expanding dragon melting world.
"Traitor!!!"
There was a hysterical roar, and Old Sang fell from the sky with half his face swollen and a few of his teeth flying out.
The sleeveless red-scorched hands suddenly blasted towards Xu Xiaoshou Tianling Gai!
"Holy shit, is it really true? Wait, old man, I didn't mean it. I thought I was dreaming just now. I've had a lot of dreams recently..."
"Is this what you did to me in the dream?!"
Sang Lao's anger burst out from the seven orifices, and the power of the blow did not decrease but increased.
"Ah!!!" Xu Xiao was so frightened that he huddled on the ground with his head in his hands, shivering and not daring to resist at all.
Oops.
After stopping with all his strength, Mr. Sang still couldn't make a killing blow, and landed another palm on Xu Xiaoshou's head.
He let out a long sigh, turned over in the air and then landed gracefully, showing the tolerance and generosity of a teacher.
"Ada!"
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly rose up, and with a kick that exploded with golden light, he whipped out violently in the chest.
boom!
Sang Lao's eyes popped out, his expression of disbelief and shock remained in place, and his body had been knocked away.
"You old slut, turn into ashes, I will recognize you!"
Xu Xiaoshou wiped his nose, turned around and sneered again and again. After looking around at his surroundings, he said in surprise:
"But let's not talk about it. You are very good at imitating the Taixu world. The magic of heaven is hidden and invisible. Even I can't see through the mystery."
"What kind of technique is this? The Great World Technique?"
White light shines in the distance.
The limping old man Sang staggered over, clearly losing the desire to fight.
"You kid... poof!" He said and coughed heavily, and two teeth came out in the blood.
"Hey, the acting is so vivid, what else are you trying to do?" Xu Xiaoshou was on guard.
Before Sang Lao's words could be connected into one sentence, he was so angry that he rolled his eyes and almost fainted.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said angrily: "This is my Taixu world!"
"Come on, the world is still too empty?" Xu Xiaoshou sneered, "I don't even think about where my master is now. He is worse than a weakling in the Dead Sea seal. I can crush him to death with one hand. You are still too weak with me." The world...heh, so funny."
"You!" Sang Lao was trembling with anger, but he could only calm down and explain, "I am now at the Ranming ruins!"
"Oh?" Xu Xiaoshou was surprised at first, and then nodded in realization, "What a good excuse. It's true that we can take action once we enter the ruins of the God-Slaying Officer, but you want to use this method to get me to read out the God-Slaying Officer's true name..."
After a pause, Xu Xiaoshou gave a thumbs up to the figure coming from afar, and then turned down the page again, "You really are Lou!"
"Lou?" Mr. Sang couldn't figure out what he meant, but the disdain and sarcasm on the traitor's expression were immediately visible, and he almost rushed over and started to attack again.
He had a good temper and held back.
"Have you met a slutty old man?" Mr. Sang asked.
This can explain why Xu Xiaoshou is so vigilant.
That's all, forgive him...
"Ha." Xu Xiaoshou sneered, "Xingjie couldn't catch me, so it made Greedy God crazy, and now you want to use this method to capture my will? Tsk tsk, you really are yours, old slut!"
Sang Lao looked at the hateful traitor in silence, not wanting to struggle pointlessly anymore.
When Xu Xiaoshou thought that he was Dao Qiongang, no amount of explanations were useless.
"arrest!"
His brows narrowed, the Taixu world suddenly paused, and Xu Xiaoshou felt that he was frozen.
Mr. Sang didn't come here in a deceitful way, he just casually popped out two embers of fire.
call out! call out!
The sound of breaking wind passed by, Xu Xiaoshou's body was shaken, he broke free from the restraints and leaned down.
As expected, the two fire seeds sank and shot through Xu Xiaoshou's nostrils.
"Fuck... Poof! Ahem! You..."
Xu Xiaoshou was choked and coughed repeatedly. He held his mouth and coughed out a piece of fire. He opened his nose again and sprayed out the larger one that was stuck uncomfortably.
Just when he was about to get angry, he held two embers to illuminate the fire, and Xu Xiaoshou's expression fell into confusion.
On the third floor of the Lingzang Pavilion of Tiansang Ling Palace, not long after he started practicing alchemy, didn't he do this to him?
This memory can only be known to each other, because Mr. Sang was even pretending to be calm at that time, how could he spread this matter everywhere?
so……
"Old Man Sang?" Xu Xiao raised his eyes in surprise.
"Hmph!" Mr. Sang walked over calmly with his hands behind his back, but he was extremely vigilant in his heart.
This kid's tricks are endless. Who knows if he has remembered it or is he pretending to be stupid again?
"It's impossible. That straw hat has long been broken. How can I still enter your Taixu world?" Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.
"Black Flame God." Sang Lao said calmly, keeping a safe distance from the traitor and looking at each other coldly.
Black Flame God...
What is this?
Xu Xiaoshou thought for a while before he remembered that the last time he entered the Taixu world, Mr. Sang gave him three things.
One is a virtual image, the second is a holy image, and the third is a large bottle of holy blood.
The virtual image in it came from himself. He decided on the name at that time and called it "Black Flame God".
"Your virtual image?" Xu Xiaoshou asked uncertainly.
"Have you forgotten?" Mr. Sang understood something.
"Ah, no, I didn't forget, I just..."
"If you forget, you forget. No need to talk nonsense."
Mr. Sang waved his hand to interrupt ruthlessly, and walked around Xu Xiaoshou several times with a cold face, "You have never used my virtual image, so you haven't seen me until now?"
Damn it, is this illusion another back-up that Old Man Sang left for him?
When you encounter a situation like the last time you were controlled by something different, or you are now unconscious, can you use it to crack it?
Xu Xiaoshou's face turned pale and he said, "I haven't used it before. The ones I fight now are all Semi-Saints and Holy Emperors. The Holy Icons are not up to par, so what else can I use... eh?"
Seeing Mr. Sang's flushed face, he hurriedly stopped.
"You deserve to be punished!" Mr. Sang couldn't bear it any longer and wanted to ejaculate again.
This time Xu Xiaoshou didn't dodge, he bared his teeth and put his hands in front of his face, as if he knew he was wrong and had to resist a blow to make up for it, "Just don't slap me in the face!"
For the third time, the sleeveless Chijiao hand stopped, resting on his head.
"That's all..." Elder Sang sighed, not wanting to mention the past anymore, "What kind of dilemma did you encounter again?"
Xu Xiaoshou put down his hands and felt a sore nose for no reason, "The old slut is so disgusting. This thief has been doing this since the beginning of the Secret Realm of Four Symbols..."
As soon as the conversation started, the desire to talk was completely unstoppable and poured out like a flood.
There has never been a moment when Xu Xiaoshou could complain so much to others.
He went from the Four Symbols Secret Realm to the Holy Emperor Qilin, to the Beihuai Shenyi, to the Tianji Formation outside Yujing City, to Qingyuan Mountain in Changde Town...
Even his "external incarnation" was blown up, and he was almost taken away from his body in the apricot world, and then turned back an army and escaped from death with great cleverness, all of which were vividly expressed.
Unconsciously, the two of them went from standing and chatting to sitting, without the sun or the moon.
Xu Xiaoshou was spitting, and Sang Lao watched and listened to him with a smile, feeling a little more distressed.
When the toothache also occurs faintly, the heartache disappears.
"The old slut is really disgusting, but Ba Zunzhen is not a good person either. This dog thief No. 2..."
Xu Xiaoshou spouted out one by one how the Eight Masters did nothing to allow him to face Dao Qiongang alone.
Of course he knew that Sang Lao and Bazun had different understandings of Taoism and did not seek each other. There was a conflict between the two people.
He is now deepening this contradiction!
In the process of complaining, he cleverly omitted the appearance of Xiang Aunt Shenyi, Ye Xiaotian, Mei Siren, etc. - they naturally appeared because they cared about him.
When he was enjoying himself to the fullest, he talked about the battle on Void Island that Mr. Sang definitely didn't know about.
In this battle, he rode the Black Dragon of the Holy Emperor across the battlefield, used the power of the Four Divine Pillars to resist the Holy Emperor Wan Ze, and finally killed Rao Keai with one sword.
Of course, he also skipped the process of becoming a disciple of Mei Si. After all, he was extremely talented, had a photographic memory, and could learn everything on his own.
It also deepened how disgusting the Eight Masters were, planning the overall situation and squeezing themselves desperately. In the end, he came out to enjoy the highlight moment all by himself, and then took away the door to the second side.
"I didn't ask for it, does that mean I don't want it? Of course not!"
"I'm waiting for him to take the initiative to give it to me. After all, in the battle on Void Island, I was the first to do it! The first to do it!"
"This guy didn't even drop a drop of sweat. In the end, he took away the second door in a majestic manner... Wow!"
"Listen, this thief is simply more disgusting than a coquettish old man, don't you think?"
"Yes." After listening quietly, Sang Lao could agree from time to time, and even add a few words of disdain when he interrupted, whether it was Ba Zunzhen or Xu Xiaoshou:
"Didn't I tell you in the Eighth Palace that the ancient sword cultivators are all mentally retarded? I told you not to believe that guy, but you didn't listen? It's your own fault now, okay?"
"It's not your fault..." Xu Xiao was sprayed all over the place. Hearing the sound, he wanted to spray Mr. Sang again, but suddenly he thought of the scene where he blocked the arrow before going crazy.
He fell silent.
My backer has never been Long Rongzhi.
"Rumble!"
The world of Taixu is not stable.
After encountering several attacks from the two of them, even if they didn't hit the target, they started to collapse.
Time seems to be limited...
"Are you at the ruins of the God-Slayer now?" Xu Xiaoshou changed the subject after taking a glance at the disintegrated world.
"right."
"Isn't it possible to escape?"
"No, even if I don't die there, I will just go back to the Dead Sea after I come out."
"Oh, that's what I thought. I'm so smart..."
Sang Lao heard it funny.
Even if he was not in a high mood, Xu Xiao was the only one who could praise himself even if he subconsciously praised him casually.
"Remember to come to the ruins when you have time. I left something good for you. Remember to find a good hiding spot to avoid being left waiting." Sang Lao said.
"What good stuff?" Xu Xiaoshou's eyes lit up.
Sang Lao did not say directly: "Everyone is coveting something that the Eight Masters may need..."
Everyone covets it?
His appetite cannot be satisfied by ordinary saint emperors. Is he trying to make himself a god and ancestor?
Just when he was about to speak, Mr. Sang shook his head and smiled: "No need to ask, you can't remember the thing if it's not in your hand."
hiss!
Can't remember...
Xu Xiaoshou gasped. Is it really possible that it involves the level of becoming a god and proclaiming an ancestor?
"Buzz!"
At this moment, his mind suddenly shook, and a large number of broken images were transmitted.
There are strange ghost beasts raging in Qingyuan Mountain, there are blood-shadowed copper coins outside Yujing City, and there is a funny old man with a fluffy afro...
There are the Five Deceivers of Heaven and Man who are hiding in the Tao and vigorously activate the Blood World Pearl, there is the Shadow Staff of the Ancestor of Time that was suddenly taken away from the ancestral tree, Dragon Apricot, and there is a fool who is shouting something...
"Princes, generals and ministers would rather have the seed!!!"
When this sentence exploded in his mind, blood splattered.
Xu Xiaoshou felt that the scene in front of him had become so unreal. The wrinkles on Sang Lao's face were blurred, as if they had been beautified.
The picture world in my mind is real, and the pain of being cut in half is also calling me...
All people? !
Oh no, it’s the second generation that’s gone.
These things are the scenes he is experiencing in the Holy God Continent. Are they connected to the telepathic connection?
"Rumble!"
The rapidly collapsing world of Taixu spread to the center where the master and apprentice were sitting on the ground.
Mr. Sang was unmoved by the vision and just looked at the young man in front of him: "It's time for you to go back."
"No! It's all a dream!" Xu Xiaoshou shook his head. He couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion. He had been sleeping for too long.
"I will protect you and ensure the complete return of your consciousness and soul." Sang Lao stood up, and there seemed to be light under his feet. "Remember, if you have difficulties in the future, communicate with me through the Black Flame God. The role of the virtual image is not only for fighting. , and there is still contact.”
"No! It's impossible!" Xu Xiaoshou felt that everything around him was blurring. He couldn't pull hard or couldn't pull hard, and his butt seemed to be stuck to the ground.
Sang Lao smiled at the stubborn child and stopped exerting his strength. With a "boom", the ground beneath their feet shattered.
Jinzhao white flames came rushing towards him.
So close, so far away.
When we met for the second time, Mr. Sang became very reserved. He no longer tried to persuade or leave anything behind, he was just a listener.
The child in his eyes has grown up, but instead he has become that child who talks endlessly, outputting to his heart's content, almost never stopping.
It's hard to say goodbye when we meet.
When the figure in his sight was so far away that it almost became a small dot, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't hold himself any longer.
He stood up in the broken chaos, his soul and consciousness were withdrawing from the Taixu world, but he could shout loudly:
"Old man, I'm on the throne!"
The white light was extremely eye-catching in the chaos. Sang Lao, who seemed to be standing on the scroll, calmly put his hands behind his back, read the implication, and responded:
"good."
Xu Xiaoshou stretched out his hand, but couldn't touch anything:
"The Holy Emperor is still afraid of me. Even if the Half-Saints come out in full force, I can still destroy them with the palm of my hand!"
Old Sang laughed:
"good."
Xu Xiaoshou's nose felt sour again, he held his hands in front of his mouth and shouted:
"Actually, I already knew this was your Taixu world!"
"Okay..." Sang Lao's calm and indifferent third word "good" only appeared half of the word, and his voice suddenly became abnormal, and it was twelve points more frantic:
"I knew it! I knew it! You are so rebellious..."
Plop.
White flames swallow up everything.
Xu Xiaoshou's triumphant, tearful face had not yet fully formed, but he suddenly felt that his consciousness was wrong, and reality and illusion were intertwined.
"boom!"
The world of chaos is no more.
The broken Taixu world is no more.
The last scene in his sight was a huge mouth with sharp canine teeth, and it suddenly bit down and slashed at his waist.
"Idiot!"
Xu Xiaoshou was so painful that his soul was about to burst, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
