Three thousand years later...
is that a lie?
At this moment, Shen Bao, a leopard who is currently in the middle stage of the Golden Immortal and has lived peacefully for tens of thousands of years, looks at the Antarctic Immortal and then at Xuan Qing.
Even if you are a saint, it is impossible for you to know the changes in the next three thousand years, right?
Shen Bao wanted to ask about his future.
However, the Antarctic Immortal was the first to speak: "Senior, you just said that the Antarctic Immortal will worship under the seat of Yuanshi Tianzun. Can you explain it in detail?"
In fact, he had no intention of bowing down to anyone, he just wanted to practice quietly and peacefully by himself.
If he had the idea of becoming someone else's disciple, he would be able to catch up with the saint's sermons after hearing the voice of Patriarch Hongjun.
Therefore, the Antarctic Immortal was very confused.
Xuan Qing thought for a moment and said: "This is not a big deal. As far as I know, the Antarctic Immortal has always been very low-key and is very afraid of death."
Xuan Qing laughed, this was very similar to him.
As the eldest disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, Nanji Xianweng has always lived next door to Yuanshi Tianzun and served him. Basically, he has never left Yuanshi Tianzun.
The process of becoming a god was still brewing. Before it even started, with the help of Yuanshi Tianzun's status as a saint, the Antarctic Immortal went to heaven to become the birthday boy and the fourth-level righteous god.
When all the immortals were thinking about eternal life and freedom, and did not pay attention to the heaven at all, the Antarctic Immortal joined secretly, and his priesthood was still very low, just to avoid disaster.
This person's fear of death can be seen from this.
"Senior, you are right." The Antarctic Immortal smiled awkwardly.
Xuanqing did not notice the change in the expression of the Antarctic Immortal, and continued: "After becoming a disciple of the Yuanshi Tianzun, the Antarctic Immortal has achieved his wish. From now on, he will always serve beside the Yuanshi Tianzun. After this sermon, Yuanshi Tianzun And since we can get unlimited opportunities, no one dares to trouble Yuanshi Tianzun, and naturally no one will trouble Antarctic Immortal."
"Is this a good thing?" Antarctic Immortal asked quickly.
"I don't know!"
Xuan Qing smiled and said: "I am not the Antarctic Immortal himself. Who knows whether Yuanshi Tianzun deliberately restricted his disciples, or whether the Antarctic Immortal took the initiative to stay?"
"In short, as long as you choose a relatively safe place and are not contaminated by karma, your safety can still be guaranteed even if you don't worship a saint as your teacher."
"Saint?" Antarctic Immortal Weng and Shen Bao exclaimed at the same time.
Xuan Qing laughed: "Just give me an example, give me an example!"
Antarctic Immortal Weng and Shen Bao both laughed along with Xuan Qing. Since this senior was unwilling to explain, they could not and did not dare to let him explain.
The Antarctic Immortal fell silent, thinking about his fate.
Shen Bao said quickly: "Senior, this junior has met a fellow Taoist named Shen Bao. Can you tell me about this person?"
"Shen Bao?"
Xuan Qing was stunned for a moment and quickly reacted.
Shen Gongbao, like Zhou Gongdan in later generations, has a title of nobility. At this moment, Shen Gongbao is indeed called Shen Bao.
"This is a wonderful man." Xuan Qing said with a smile.
"Wonderful person?" Shen Bao was puzzled: "Senior, can you explain it in detail?"
"This person, like the Antarctic Immortal, also worshiped the Chan Cult..."
"Seriously?" Shen Bao interrupted Xuan Qing and asked happily.
Xuan Qing glanced at the young man in front of him in confusion. You interrupted me before I finished speaking. You are indeed a rude guy.
At this moment, Shen Bao was completely immersed in excitement.
This old guy, Antarctic Immortal, caught himself and prevented him from eating other creatures. As a result, now, you and I have become disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun. If you bully me in the future, I will tell the master directly. It depends on how you do it. tower!
Shen Bao stared at the Antarctic Immortal and thought proudly.
The Antarctic Immortal sensed the displeasure in Xuan Qing's tone and stood up respectfully: "Thank you, senior, for letting me know. These are some of my collections. I hope you won't dislike them."
As he said this, the Antarctic Immortal gave Shen Bao a secret look. It was obvious that Shen Bao's interruption had angered the senior.
But in front of the saint, they didn't dare to tell the difference. It was important to get away as soon as possible before the saint was angry.
Xuanqing smiled and nodded towards the old man.
"Senior, I don't have anything on this junior. How about next time..." Shen Gongbao said quickly.
"No need." Xuan Qing shook his head lightly.
So, the things the old man gave are really the old man’s things?
As a young man with an old master, you don’t even bring any treasures with you when you go out?
Xuan Qing's impression of this young man was quite different. In this case, there was no need to see him again in the future.
The Antarctic Immortal took the deer and stood at the edge of the peach forest. He turned back and glanced at Shen Bao cautiously.
There is a torrent of avenues inside the peach forest, and the Antarctic Immortal can't get out at all. He can only count on Shen Bao, a guy who can't sense the avenues, to lead the way.
All this fell into Xuan Qing's eyes, but it was a different scene.
The superiority and inferiority are obvious!
There is no doubt that once leaving the tea shop, the young man will ride on the deer and let the old man follow him.
After just a few steps, the old man had to look carefully at the young man and did not dare to walk in front of him.
"Fellow Taoist!" Xuan Qing said with a smile.
The Antarctic Immortal trembled all over, turned around quickly, cupped his fists towards Xuanqing and said, "Senior, do you have any other instructions?"
"Fellow Taoist, you are joking."
Xuan Qing smiled and said: "I don't have anything useful to give to fellow Taoist here. Fortunately, there are some dead branches. Fellow Taoist can use them as crutches."
Xuan Qing slapped it down, and the Golden Immortal's spiritual power circulated, turning a peach tree that was growing well into a crutch.
"Is this, is this for juniors?"
The Antarctic Immortal raised his hands, tremblingly, and said in disbelief.
This is an innate tree!
It contains incomparable Taoist charm!
Just give it to yourself?
As for such a big battle? Xuan Qing glared at the young man again. The young man was too stingy. He gave the old man a cane and the old man was so moved?
"It's for fellow Taoists."
The old man's solemnity made Xuan Qing a little embarrassed: "Okay, it's getting late, fellow Taoist, please get on your way early."
"Thank you, thank you senior!"
The Antarctic Immortal bowed, raised his hands above his head, and solemnly took the crutch.
The crutch was just held in his hand, and in an instant, the powerful Tao Yun began to rumble through the body of the Antarctic Immortal.
This time it is no longer the torrent of the great road that tears apart the body and soul, but the pure and gentle rhyme of the great road.
Xuan Qing watched the two people leave, then sighed and shook his head with a wry smile.
Without the corresponding strength, this is what will happen in the prehistoric times!
Fortunately, the Queen Mother of the West is a nice person and does not interfere with the tea shop at the foot of the mountain. Otherwise, her status may be worse than that old man.
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"Brother Dao, what should we do now?"
Shen Bao didn't know what was wrong with the crutch. At this moment, he was still immersed in the excitement of becoming a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun. This shout of Taoist brother made him more confident.
The Antarctic Immortal held the crutch in his hand and sensed the endless Taoist rhyme inside. Then thinking of what the senior said, he slowly raised his head with bright eyes: "Go to East Kunlun!"
