"Um?"
Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised.
Gautama nodded again, with a solemn and calm expression: "Uncle Master, this disciple doesn't just dare to reason with ordinary people..."
While the words were floating in the air, Gautama had already stepped out.
"you?"
Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, then laughed and shook his head, realizing that this boy had always remembered what he said that he only dared to reason with ordinary people.
He originally wanted to see how the boy would react, but seeing how decisive he was, he shook his head and urged his horse forward.
Of course he knew that his nephew was a genius whose understanding and qualifications were as high as his own. However, that old Taoist was not an ordinary person...
Thoughts arose in his mind, but he couldn't help but look back at Da Zhou, wondering what he was thinking about.
Buzz~
Between the dark sky and the earth, a sudden light shines, like the dawn light. It seems weak, but it has already illuminated the world here.
Yang Jian's face moved slightly, and he saw that the moment Gautama stepped into the air, extremely bright divine light burst out from every detail of his body.
At first it was like a faint morning light, but in an instant, it was like the sun rising into the sky!
"Um?!"
Under the sky, Meng Tong and others saw someone flying into the sky. They wanted to yell, but their hearts suddenly became cold.
Can't help but look back.
I saw an extremely handsome young man riding a horse between the mountains, forests and land, and he was wiping a long knife that was taller than him.
Looking at him coldly.
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts. They felt that those eyes contained the most terrifying power in the world. For a moment, they stood stunned.
"This kid..."
Yang Jian wiped the three-pointed two-edged sword in his palm, and casually swept it across the many Yuanshen Taoists. In fact, he was fully focused on the sky, ready to take action at any time.
This was the first time that he had felt such a powerful threat since he had achieved the status of the 'Mighty Holy Lord'.
This old man...
Boom!
In the sky, the thunder dragon rolled away and the sea of thunder rolled.
The old Taoist stood with his hands behind his hands, lowering his eyes as if aware of it, and saw a ball of light rising into the sky from a distance, its bright light heading straight towards the bullfighting.
The dark clouds in the sky dispersed.
I couldn't help but laugh:
"What do you want me to do when I fly into the sky?"
call!
Gautama ascended to the sky and stood under the sea of thunder. He was neither sad nor happy. He just put his hands together and said, "I want to ask the old Taoist priest to stop."
"give up?"
The old Taoist laughed dumbly: "Why do you want the old Taoist to stop?"
"Taoist Priest is quite old, and he has experienced all kinds of things in the world. He should know that among all things in nature, nothing is more precious than life..."
The old Taoist was smiling, but Gautama sighed: "One thought can cause a corpse to float thousands of miles away. Did the Taoist really not hesitate at all?
By killing evildoers like this, isn't the Taoist afraid of offending Emperor Tian? "
He could clearly see that there was absolutely no smile in the old Taoist's eyes, but only utter indifference.
He had seen similar looks in his eyes too many times over the past hundreds of years, from princes, princes, ministers, to sect giants, all of them were like this.
He originally thought that this Taoist would be an exception, because in his memory, this old Taoist was one of the nine most outstanding people in the Taoist sect.
pity.......
"To offend the emperor?"
The old Taoist looked at Gautama with a faint smile:
"Since you know all things born in nature, why do you want to practice this evil way that goes against heaven? How can I offend the emperor by punishing you on behalf of heaven?"
Looking at the dull boy who came out of the air, the old Taoist felt a slight ripple in his heart.
Their faces were distinct and their auras were not even remotely similar, but he couldn't help but think of tens of thousands of years ago.
The very tall young man who holds ancient scrolls in his hands and likes to reason with others the most.
Unfortunately, he died.
"All things are born, birth, old age, illness and death. This is the way of heaven. All wasted and reckless deaths are not fruitless in the end..."
Gautama clasped his hands together, with a dull look on his face: "People have good and evil, and there is no smooth path. All kinds of dharma are understood in heaven and earth. How can they go against heaven?"
"Hahaha~~~"
These words seemed to greatly exceed the expectations of the veteran. He was startled at first, then shook his head and laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world:
"Your bones are only eight hundred years old, and your soul has no trace of your past. Your footprints have never even gone as far as the south..."
The old Taoist stood with his hands behind his hands, letting the strong wind blow his robes, calm and indifferent:
"How dare a person like an ant talk about the way of heaven with me?"
Boom~
With a slight scolding, it was as if the emperor was angry, and boundless thunder and fire suddenly exploded from the sea of thunder in the sky, illuminating the sky for a moment.
"Roar!"
On the ground, the dragon and horse raised their heads uneasily and let out a long neigh. Yang Jian held a sword in one hand and his pupils could not help but shrink.
At this moment, the veteran's aura had disappeared from his senses, or in other words, his aura had merged with the world behind him.
Buzz~
The three-pointed two-edged sword trembled, like a resurrected real dragon raising its head. It seemed to feel the huge intimidation and let out a low roar.
"Heaven is not one person's heaven, and Tao is not one person's way. You can say it, why can't I say it?"
Gautama, who was watching from a distance but still shaken in his mind, was naturally under unimaginable pressure, but he clasped his hands together and slowly closed his eyes as if he didn't notice.
call!
And as he closed his eyes, there was a faint light of wisdom behind him that evaporated and turned into circles of light, centered on where he was, spreading rapidly up and down.
In just a few moments, it was like a Great Wall erected across the sky and earth, in front of the rolling sea of thunder and huge waves.
In an instant, the sea of thunder roared.
The momentum was huge and earth-shattering.
Even Yang Jian and many Yuanshen Taoists who were restrained by him couldn't help but look up, their expressions changed with surprise.
At this moment, the heaven and earth seemed to be split into two distinct halves by a heavenly knife, with a bright light on one side, like the sun across the sky.
On one side, the thunder was like the sea, and the huge waves were like the Milky Way, connecting the sky and the earth. Although there was no collision, the momentum was terrifying and boundless.
More than just them?
Haizhou, Nantian Road, Tongshan Road... The coastline of the Great Zhou Dynasty spreads for hundreds of millions of miles, with countless cities located in between, and even people in more distant places who were disturbed by the previous thunder sea.
They were all shocked.
The rolling sea of thunder can also be said to be a change in celestial phenomena, and the huge waves can be said to be a tsunami.
But at this time, even ordinary people who are not familiar with cultivation can see that this is clearly a great monk with the ten magical powers of transformation and immortality.
Confront before Wang Yang!
This is not a natural disaster, but in the eyes of many people, it is much more terrifying than any natural disaster.
This is heaven!
Natural disasters can still be avoided, but there is no way to hide from the heavens!
"Okay, okay, okay! You have cultivated to such a state at such a young age. You are very good, better than I thought! In this era of Taoism, no one can compare with you..."
Seeing the light of wisdom shining like a waterfall like the sun, the old Taoist's eyes also lit up: "Destroy your evil ways, I can allow your soul to be reincarnated."
There was surprise and approval in his tone, but most of all, it was a pity.
It seems a pity that such an outstanding person chose to embark on a path of certain death.
Just like that young man with amazing talent and beauty...
call!
Like the sun standing behind his head, Gautama bowed slightly and spoke in a calm and firm voice:
"Please, Taoist Priest, give me some advice!"
"It's a pity that I, a beautiful lady like you, have become a thief!"
While speaking, the old Taoist flicked his finger, and a divine light buzzed and vibrated, causing thunder to roll in the sea of thunder, turning into thousands of thunder dragons roaring down:
"If there is an afterlife, don't make any mistakes!"
Boom!
The sea of thunder roared, and countless terrifying thunder lights crisscrossed and filled the entire sky.
In an instant, all those who gazed at the sea of thunder felt their eyes flash, and then went black. They only felt numbness and tingling pain in their bodies from the inside out, as if they were struck by five thunders.
Buzz!
Thunder and lightning are already extremely fast in the world, but under the finger of this veteran, it seems to be beyond the cognition of mortals, and even breaks through the limitations of the world and space.
Just a moment.
Gautama, who was shrouded in boundless wisdom, was completely submerged!
Boom!
The next moment, there was a thunderous explosion.
Haizhou, even Nantian Dao, and even more distant territories, tens of millions of cities all shook together.
The boundless and terrifying thunder explosion resounded throughout the sky in an instant and could be heard from hundreds of millions of miles away.
Even beyond the limitations of the media, thinking about the entire southern continent, even four continents, four seas, spreading to the outside world!
Thunder shook, and the heaven and earth were shocked!
At this moment, all the "Qi Refiners" practicing "New Cultivation" in the whole world felt numb and tingling in their hearts, and they raised their heads in shock.
I just feel that there seems to be a terrifying existence in the void that has completely locked onto me. I feel it slightly, and it seems that I dare to be struck by five thunders!
"Is this the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder of Shenxiao Thunder Technique?! Could this old Taoist be..."
Seeing the sea of thunder flowing down, Yang Jian's pupils shrank, his fingers tightened, and he couldn't help but raise the magic sword in his palm:
"Xuan Xiao?!"
According to legend, at the beginning of eternity, saints preached for thousands of years.
Among them, the Heavenly Sage is the most noble. He does not accept the ten directions and five categories, and is even more disgusted with the mixing of the earth and the earth, so he uses his great supernatural powers to capture the thunder and energy of the heaven and earth.
Transform into nine living and immortal innate thunder gods!
These are the nine Taoist deities, Chixiao, Bixiao, Qingxiao, Xuanxiao, Jiangxiao, Qixiao, Zixiao, Lianxiao and Jinxiao!
If the Taoist sect is the supreme of all Taoist sects, then Jiuxiao is the supreme of the Taoist sect!
And this old Taoist Xuanxiao is ranked fourth among the nine Taoists, second only to Chixiao, Bixiao, and Qingxiao, and is a truly legendary figure!
It is said that in ancient times, he used a Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder to destroy a large clan with auspicious creatures and footprints all over the star sea and millions of stars.
Completely erased from the world!
call!
Yang Jian moved slightly, and Meng Tongtong Yuanshen Taoist priests under the sky also recovered from their shock and stepped forward one after another.
Locked on Yang Jian.
At the same time, ripples appeared everywhere in the sky, and Taoists with different auras, but all very tyrannical, stepped out.
Some are silent, some are sneering, some are calm, some are confused, or some are hiding murderous intent.
They held many rare treasures and divine weapons and lined up in all directions. They formed an extremely complex and mysterious formation, shrouding Yang Jian in the formation.
"The Patriarch's 'Xuan Tian Jiu Transformation Technique' has the secret of peering into the future, and there is never any error. It's just..."
A Taoist priest in a green shirt glanced at Yang Jian, a little surprised: "The Patriarch asked me to wait for the 'Qingtian Battle Formation', just for such a pretty boy?"
"You said this formation..."
The tip of the knife hung to the ground, Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, and there was an indescribable light in his eyes: "What is it called?"
