But the most difficult person to kill is that one.
I guess I can't tell where it is hidden now, or maybe it's also in the wall, but it's just deeper.
The Arctic Emperor was stunned for a moment.
Wang Ye suddenly looked at the Arctic Emperor and laughed: "Are you also sealed?"
"What a coincidence, so am I."
"But after all, I have also practiced Buddhist techniques, and my physical body is strong."
"Even though my physical strength has been reduced by 99% due to the seal, I still feel like I can beat you without any problem."
"We are like a thirty-year-old man and a ninety-year-old man."
"Tsk tsk...don't blame me for not respecting the elderly and loving the young."
Wang Ye's eyes became more and more evil. He stared at the Arctic Emperor and rubbed his fist. In the confused mood of the Arctic Emperor, he punched him with one punch.
With a muffled sound, the Arctic Emperor fell to the ground, and Wang Ye rode up, punching him with left hooks and right hooks.
It lasted for thirty minutes before Wang Ye sat on the ground panting. At this time, the Arctic Emperor's face was already colorful.
"Phew, what a pity."
"It's just that the strength is blocked, but the physical strength is still there."
"It's a shame that we can't kill anyone."
Wang Ye looked at the miserable Arctic Emperor and rubbed his bald head in annoyance, rolled his eyes, and stood up again.
"do not come!"
"Don't blame me..."
The Arctic Emperor took out the two tokens again and held them in his hands. He looked at Wang Ye warily and spoke word by word.
But Wang Ye smiled maliciously.
"Stop bragging!"
"I've seen that prodigal bitch use this kind of token before!"
"It must be crushed, or energy must be poured into it. Can you try summoning one now?"
"Maybe you will swallow the Buddha's body yourself and become the biggest winner!"
As he spoke, Wang Ye approached step by step.
The Arctic Emperor was like a frightened rabbit. Once upon a time, he even forgot that no one had ridden on his head and hit him like a ruffian in many years.
This feeling...
It's too painful, and I don't even want to remember it.
For a moment, in the solemn and majestic Leiyin Temple, several Tathagata and Buddha were rewriting the world structure. In the corner, two six-level masters who stood at the top of the world were punching and kicking like ruffians. Kick.
Um...
It can't be said to be a fight. You punch me, I punch you, and you hit each other. This is called a fight.
What is happening now is just a one-sided beating.
The scene is so beautiful that it’s hard to describe at the moment.
…
Wasteland.
Lu Qing ignored the disturbances from the outside world and allowed the flood to surge into the sky, still leading 'Wang Ye' behind him to shuttle back and forth alone in the wasteland.
until...
Daocheng.
Looking at the closed city gate, Lu Qing stood with his hands behind his hands and said, "Lu Qing from the underworld, please see me!"
Above the city gate, a little green Taoist priest showed his head and took a cautious look. He seemed to be frightened by the toothy mask on Lu Qing's face, and quickly retracted his head.
"please."
An old voice suddenly sounded. The voice had experienced many vicissitudes of life, as if it had experienced countless experiences in the human world.
As the voice fell, Nuoda's city gate opened out of thin air, leaving a gap for one person.
Lu Qing took 'Wang Ye' and walked in calmly.
At this time, the streets of Daocheng were deserted, and the doors of every house were closed. Only the little Taoist priest still stood on the wall, looking curiously at the backs of Lu Qing and the other two.
Lu Qing did not stop along the way, his goal was very clear from the beginning.
Daocheng, that mountain.
…
Mountain top.
Lu Qing stood outside the simple thatched house, waiting quietly.
No words were spoken.
"well."
"You're here after all."
The old voice sounded again, and Lu Qing responded: "What is supposed to come will always come. There is no way to solve the problem by avoiding it, don't you think so?"
After speaking, Lu Qing took a step forward and pushed the door open.
An old man who looked to be in his final years was sitting on the futon, with his back hunched and coughing slightly from time to time. His face was covered with age spots and he looked shaky.
"Lu Qing...has met Daozu."
Looking at the old man in front of him, Lu Qing suddenly stood up straight and bowed respectfully.
In other words, no one has ever imagined that Dao Ancestor, who is in the same realm as Wang Anzu, has never fallen asleep from beginning to end, and has been in a thatched house in this ordinary-looking Dao City.
"Taozu... is already a thing of the past."
"Today I am just an old man who is dying."
Daozu acted very indifferently. He looked at Lu Qing and said with a smile, like a kind old grandfather. He also moved his position to make room, patted Lu Qing gently, and motioned for Lu Qing to sit down.
Lu Qing did not sit next to Daozu, but sat respectfully opposite.
"I'm here to borrow something."
No small talk, just get to the point.
Daozu's gaze swept across 'Wang Ye': "My spiritual power?"
"yes."
Lu Qing admitted openly.
Daozu thought for a moment: "Do you think he... can do it?"
He stretched out his finger tremblingly and pointed at 'Wang Ye' and asked.
Lu Qing slowly shook his head: "I'm not sure, but you have to do everything, right?"
"good."
Daozu nodded.
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the young Taoist priest rushed in with an angry face, glared at Lu Qing, and shouted in a childish voice: "Get out!"
"You are not welcome in Daocheng!"
"My ancestor will die if he has no spiritual power!"
As he said that, the little Taoist priest hugged Taozu's arm with a little cry: "Ancestor, you can't give him your spiritual power."
Lu Qing remained silent and did not respond.
The Taoist Patriarch touched the little Taoist priest's head fondly: "It's just life and death."
"Those who practice the Tao are pure and do nothing."
"Pay attention to the natural way."
"Live where you are born, die where you deserve to die."
"If I could see through this back then, maybe... I would have ascended to heaven long ago."
"Now it's just a dream."
"Look away and go back."
Daozu's voice was exceptionally soft. As his voice fell, a faint wisp of spiritual power swept across the little Taoist's forehead, causing him to fall asleep.
"Let's start?"
After doing all this, Daozu gently asked the little Taoist priest to put it down, then looked at Lu Qing and asked.
Lu Qing was silent for a moment again before saying, "Are you... sure?"
"Haha, otherwise."
"Why do you all take life and death so seriously?"
"If the old man's only selfish intention is..."
Daozu's voice finally paused for a moment, and his cloudy eyes looked in the direction of the door, as if he could see through the wall and see the entire prosperous Daomen.
"Take care of them, they are all good kids."
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