The old Heavenly Master lived a very leisurely life in the dreamland. He spent most of his time with his wife, and the rest of the time he spent fishing, playing with birds, growing vegetables, watching the clouds roll and relax, and admiring the flowers blooming and falling. It was very pleasant.
Every three days, he would play chess with Elder Zhenlian. After playing chess, the two old men would play a boxing technique that was as slow as a turtle crawling. Their behavior was unsightly and even a bit funny.
Li Daoxuan has been following him, trying to persuade him, but to no avail.
You can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep.
The old Celestial Master's state of mind is not bad. To be able to become a Celestial Master, his state of mind has surpassed 99% of people in the world, and he can be called a master of Taoism.
But gods and Buddhas also have weaknesses, and the Master is no exception. The death of his wife has always been a knot in his heart. Moro grasped this and created a perfect life for him, a life that he did not have back then. Choose a life down the mountain.
At first, the Heavenly Master may have just wanted to experience it, but as time passed, eighty years later, his mentality had already changed subtly.
Even if it is a dog that has been with you for eighty years, it will develop deep feelings, let alone the lover you once thought about day and night?
Li Daoxuan could only calm down his mind, carefully observe the life of the old Heavenly Master, and try to think of a way to wake him up.
It is no exaggeration to say that Li Daoxuan even thought about killing Lao Tianshi's wife, forcing him to face reality. But it is a pity that both he and Nightmare Tong were blocked by Lao Tianshi. Now he Just an ordinary person.
Yesterday, he took advantage of the old master to go fishing and sneaked into the old master's room, preparing to kill his grandmother.
But I didn’t expect that my grandma could also master the Purple Qi Yang Yuan Gong and was proficient in martial arts. An eighty-pound iron crutch danced like a mad magic wand, and beat Li Daoxuan to a bloody head. In the end, God still The teacher laughed and returned, rescuing him.
The Heavenly Master asked Li Daoxuan to leave, but Li Daoxuan didn't listen, so he just let it go.
On this day, after playing chess with Taoist Zhenlian, the old master was playing that ugly and slow boxing technique again. After the fight, he smiled at Li Daoxuan and said, "Daoxuan, do you want to learn it?"
Li Daoxuan shook his head quickly and said: "Master, this punch is too powerful. I'm afraid I might accidentally kill the old lady."
During this time, he was also holding a breath in his heart, so his words naturally didn't sound good.
The Heavenly Master shook his head and smiled, saying, "You are not blessed."
After the fist fight, Taoist Master Zhenlian left. Li Daoxuan stepped forward, took a deep breath, and said: "Master, you are really not worried at all. My uncle and master will both suffer losses, and even the thousand-year-old foundation of Longhu Mountain." Is it possible for them all to fall apart?”
Master Tian was boxing by himself and said calmly: "I'm worried, but I still don't want to go out."
Li Daoxuan: "..."
"Master, my master and Sister Ningyan got married and gave birth to a big fat boy. Don't you want to see it?"
Elderly people like to hold grandchildren, Li Daoxuan said seductively.
The Heavenly Master paused slightly.
The next moment, Zhang Qianyang came over with Liu Ningyan who had a big belly, and said with a smile: "Master, Ningyan is about to give birth, please give the baby a name."
Li Daoxuan looked at the sky speechlessly and silently raised his middle finger.
Moro, you are so cruel.
"Master, I won't hide it from you. Before I came, Master was worried that you wouldn't want to wake up, so he told me that if you persist in your stubbornness, he will never bury your body with Master's grandmother after your death!"
The smile on the old Heavenly Master's face suddenly stiffened.
"Did he really say that?"
Li Daoxuan spoke with certainty and said: "It's absolutely true. Master also said that he will bury your bones opposite my grandmother, and then find the old man who loved my grandmother back then, and let them bury them together, and let you watch. Until the grass grows!”
I'm sorry, Master, I can only sacrifice your reputation. The old man's situation cannot be solved without some strong medicine.
Master Tian's face turned dark. This was the first time he had shown this expression in so many days.
"Zhang Qianyang...really said that?"
He asked again, his tone completely different.
Li Daoxuan said with great sincerity: "I swear on the life of Master, it is absolutely true, every word comes from Master's mouth!"
The old Heavenly Master's voice became extremely eerie.
"Okay, very good. I haven't returned to the mountain for twenty years, and my wings have indeed become hard..."
…
"Ah sneeze!"
Above the void, Zhang Qianyang suddenly sneezed while holding the Sanwu Evil-Slaying Male and Female Sword in his hand.
"Strange, why do you have a bad premonition?"
He was a little confused, but didn't think much about it. Instead, he looked at the Divine Sword and said, "Why did you suddenly leave the Demon-Suppressing Hall?"
He rushed hard and finally caught the divine sword before it flew away from Longhu Mountain.
The male and female swords of the Three Five Evil Slayers kept trembling in their sheaths, as if they wanted to say something, but Zhang Qianyang was not its master after all, so he could not fully understand it and could only feel a hazy emotion.
A little irritable and a little sad.
Zhang Qianyang was about to say something when suddenly, a strong demonic aura rushed out from the Demon-Conquering Hall, and the excited roars of countless monsters could be vaguely heard. Black shadows rushed out from the Demon-Conquering Hall and went in all directions.
This scene instantly brought back a certain memory hidden in Zhang Qianyang's heart, making his sword-holding hand tremble slightly.
The demon in the Demon-Conquering Hall has escaped!
…
In the Demon-Suppressing Palace.
Wu Dabao and others stayed in front of the old Heavenly Master's bed.
Relying on the five directions and five elements formation, although there were many poisonous snakes, none of them could get within three feet, and they were all destroyed by the formation.
As for the demons who escaped, they did not dare to provoke these true disciples of Longhu Mountain, but ran wildly outside, trying to escape from Longhu Mountain.
"Strange, why are the poisonous snakes so weak this time?"
Wu Dabao controlled the formation flag and easily blocked the group of snakes, saying with some confusion.
As a master of Yangshen Realm, Pan Dan raises very powerful snake monsters. Why are they all just ordinary poisonous snakes this time?
At this moment, there was a flash of lightning, followed by a roar of thunder, and a figure fell from the sky and landed in front of the Demon Subduing Hall, trampling the green bricks to pieces.
Zhang Jiuxiao's long hair was fluttering, the mark of thunder between his eyebrows was looming, and his Taoist robe was like a flag, with traces of electric light flowing.
He looked at the Demon-Conquering Hall, which was in a mess and with demons escaping. His eyes were very deep and showed no emotion or anger.
"Big... senior brother."
Liu Ningyan looked at her senior brother with complicated eyes. Unlike Wu Dabao, she started earlier. She still remembers that when she was very young, her senior brother was completely different from what she is now. The senior brother at that time was very kind and caring to her. Take care of her like your own sister.
But later on, the senior brother changed and became increasingly indifferent to her.
"Elder brother, the demons in the Demon-Conquering Hall have been released by Pan Dan. You have the highest level of cultivation. Can you go and save the disciples?"
These demons dare not provoke them, but they may not let those ordinary Longhu Mountain disciples go. They are always resentful after being imprisoned for so long.
In the distance, the disciples' cries for help and screams could be faintly heard.
Zhang Jiuxiao stared at the old master lying on the bed, motionless, his eyes were like black holes, with a kind of frightening calmness.
"Haha, Zhang Jiuxiao, you are finally here!"
A figure appeared in the Demon-Suppressing Hall, wearing a dark robe, a bamboo basket hanging from his waist, and a sinister look on his face. It was Pan Dan.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Now, let's take action together and kill the old Heavenly Master completely. Otherwise, once he wakes up, all the plans you and I have made for many years will be in vain."
After Pan Dan finished speaking, he took a step forward and was ready to take action.
Boom!
A bright electric light flashed, and Zhang Jiuxiao's arm was like an indestructible thunder knife. It cut off Pan Dan's right arm with lightning speed. In an instant, blood spattered everywhere, dyeing Zhang Jiuxiao's Taoist robe red. .
Pan Dan let out a scream.
Wu Dabao, Liu Ningyan and others were also stunned.
"Zhang Jiuxiao, why did you hurt me?"
Pan Dan held his broken arm, endured the severe pain, and asked loudly.
Zhang Jiuxiao stared at him, lightning dancing in his pupils.
"Who gave you the courage to release the demons from the Demon-Suppressing Hall?"
(End of chapter)
