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, heavenly being! "

"I, Taoist Zhengqing, the founder of the Zhengqing Sect, am an Earth Immortal!" Bu Guozi's tone was passionate, but also a bit lonely.

"O Earth Immortal, the world can no longer tolerate him, but he can also deceive the secrets of heaven, change the earth's veins and heavenly dragons in the palm of his hand, change the lives of others and change the fortune of others, and cleanse the world!" He yearned leisurely.

Lin Xingtao saw this, and even though he knew he was still far away from that stage, he couldn't help but yearn for it.

Immortal, your words make your words come true. Will he one day be able to destroy a country with a single word and destroy an entire clan with a single order?

Lin Xingtao asked: "What kind of profession is senior brother now?"

"Oh, senior brother, I am just an ordinary Taoist priest who lives by the magic weapons left in the door, and I have just entered the mage realm for the first time, but you and my master are real people."

"However, the master has passed away, and the Zhengqing Sect..." Bu Guozi lowered his head slightly, "Only you and me, the senior fellow apprentices, are left."

No wonder you can take on the role of a master and take on a disciple!

Lin Xingtao's vision went dark, and he felt that he had been deceived. He never expected that the situation would be so difficult.

Bu Guozi glanced at him secretly and saw that his expression was not kind, so he quickly comforted him: "Junior brother, don't worry, you and I are both rich in life. The Zhengqing Sect did not decline because of you and me, but it rose because of you and me."

Isn't this just because I am not proud of my alma mater, but my alma mater wants to be proud of me! The bad old man is really bad!

"There are still some advantages to having fewer people. For example, junior brother can get this title by himself, unlike me, senior brother, who gets a weird title!"

"I understand." Lin Xingtao stood up calmly, took the Taoist uniform handed over by Bu Guozi Baba, turned it to the statue and changed it.

No matter how irregular it was, Lin Xingtao still had to put on his Taoist robe and crown.

The clothes were finally not so shabby, and Bu Guozi also gave him good things. The clothes were smooth to the touch and felt very good. It was not a very thick layer but it could block the cold when worn behind him, reminding him of the temperature difference between the Taoist temple and the outside world. Everything - whether it's Taoism or Divine Lord, is so magical.

He glanced at the lifeless clay statue, sighed slightly and walked out.

With a flick of his sleeves, he looked at the snowy scene outside the window and recited a poem: "The wind and snow send spring back, and the flying snow welcomes spring."

"The cliff is already covered with hundreds of feet of ice, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches."

He said: "I'll call him 'Businessman'."

"Okay! What a meaningful slogan!" Bu Guozi clapped his hands, showing his true nature.

Qingqing, who was waiting on the side, immediately memorized these two lines of poetry carefully. She smiled and said, "There is no tweed outside, and the poems the teacher reads are always inappropriate."

"There are flowers in the heart, and everything can be a flower." Lin Xingtao said profoundly, words that fit his current status as a Taoist priest.

Bu Guozi was so moved that he wiped his eyes. He looked at Lin Xingtao standing in front of the window, with his bamboo crown tied up and his Taoist uniform blue, and sighed that he had the lofty demeanor of a Zhengqing sect.

"Brother, let's start practicing quickly!"

"There's no rush, no rush, junior brother. It seems that senior brother hasn't asked you your lay name yet. I wonder if you have a name. It needs to be engraved on the Taoist plate."

"If not, my eldest brother is my father, and my senior brother will help you find a good one."

Fuck your eldest brother as a father! You want to take advantage of me! The only reason why I can be a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of my life is to help others choose names!

Lin Xingtao curled his lips and said, "I have a name, so you can't be my father."

"My name is Lin Xingtao."

Lin Xingtao looked at Bu Guozi leisurely with his imagination for the future.

The excited smile on his face suddenly froze.

Because Bu Guozi had no expression on his face and stared at him with terrifying eyes.

The air trembled with a cautious but sure-hit killing intent.

"Why do you have this surname? What is your relationship with the Dalin royal family!"

The author has something to say: The protagonist probably looks like an ordinary Louis Koo.

Summarize the upgrade route.

Levels of immortals: Taoist priests, Taoist priests, mage, real people, and heavenly masters (national masters).

Earth Immortal level. Immortal level.

Chapter 11 Luck and Fate (8)

Lin Xingtao clearly felt the murderous intent.

He found it ridiculous and didn't know if he had said it wrong - it was not like he had never mentioned his name in front of Miss Xiao Er before, so why did the old man fall out?

It's scary, after all, this person was just trying to please me and was very kind to me.

Alas, maybe this is the world of adults - this is what Lin Xingtao, a sixteen-year-old boy, thought.

In fact, he really wanted to curse. He stopped swearing in front of the children after traveling to another world. The ancient environment also made him a lot more refined, but now only swearing can relieve his complicated mood and stiff body.

Bu Guozi was still staring at him closely from the opposite side, his expression dark, as if he was caught in some kind of obsession, and his eyes were flashing with frightening colors. But he still kept his sense, at least he didn't attack Lin Xingtao immediately.

Lin Xingtao was unwilling to put his life and death in his thoughts.

Lin Xingtao remained calm and answered him: "I have nothing to do with the Dalin royal family, otherwise why would I be a teacher of beggars in this poor temple?"

While thinking about ways to escape from being locked by a mage's Qi machine.

"No, it's possible, Ninth Prince Dalin." Bu Guozi said in a deep voice.

"It's really possible for him to fall into this shabby view."

Lin Xingtao couldn't even speak at this moment. This is how insignificant an ordinary person is in front of a monk.

He was angry at his own powerlessness—and weakness.

Suddenly, he thought of a sentence: Use magic to deal with magic!

No, it is to use Taoism to deal with Taoism!

He hasn't started practicing yet, he has opened the sea of ​​consciousness, and there is only a little bit of Qi left by Divination Guozi in his body. He can only look at the Qi method, and Divination Guozi has said about the method of luck.

When these things were connected together, his mind was buzzing and his vision blurred.

"Let's take a look at your conversation, your behavior, everything about you - which of them are related to the beggar? Don't treat others as fools!" Bu Guozi explained in detail, holding the fly whisk with his dry fingers.

Lin Xingtao suddenly opened his eyes wide.

In Bu Guozi's eyes, which turned dark after being entangled, he saw a snake-like dragon.

It's his dragon!

It was trapped by the Qi machine, but it was still struggling angrily, as if it could escape in the next second——

To protect the Lord.

Luck protector.

Bu Guozi said before that if the luck is formed like a small sword or a small cauldron, it will have this function - Bu Guozi did not know that his luck was formed.

This was his only chance, he could block a fatal blow and get a chance.

The atmosphere is tense.

Bu Guozi waited for a short while, neither exchanging words for a long time nor explaining the ins and outs. He raised the fly whisk, which didn't look like a killing move, but Lin Xingtao couldn't bet on how a mage's moves would change.

Xiaolong escaped from the trap——

A scream!

A petite figure suddenly inserted itself between the two of them and knocked Lin Xingtao away. Bu Guozi stood still.

Sharp shouts filled with deep fear and anger sounded:

"Everyone in the Dalin royal family is named Ling, and the teacher's surname is Lin. Can't you hear it clearly, old man like me!"

"Even if I am a little beggar who has just learned to read, I can still tell them apart!"

"The pronunciation of these two words is different!"

"Lin, Ling! Lin, Ling! Do you want me to read it a third time?"

"Teacher, what's the matter, he's not born like a beggar! He is my teacher, not the Ninth Prince of Dalin!"

After shouting a series of words, she was probably short of breath. She took a step back and ran into Lin Xingtao's arms. Her face was pale and her cheeks were red.

Lin Xingtao felt light all over and found that Bu Guozi's Qi was no longer locking him, but he still held Qingqing in his arms. The little dragon above his head also raised its tail, watching Bu Guozi's sudden tremble with vigilance.

In the terrifying silence, Da Le, who was repairing the cracks in the statue, gritted his teeth and made a gesture of rushing forward. Where no one could see it, a ball of divine light quietly bloomed in his clenched fist hand, and The bright stars in the sky echoed.

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"Ah haha, it turns out that this is the case. The old man can't distinguish between these two pronunciations. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Bu Guozi showed a funny sneer. He bent down and cupped his hands.

Seeing that Lin Xingtao remained silent, he sighed, made an apology, and then told the truth.

"It's really not what I wanted. It's just that the demons in my heart have entered my body. Whenever I hear that kind of name, I get so angry that I can't tell the difference between right and wrong."

"The old Taoist has no intention of hurting you, junior brother. He just wants to calm you down in the struggle between the inner demons and the inner mind, and not to stimulate the inner demons."

Hearing his sincerity, Lin Xingtao asked: "What inner demon?"

Bu Guozi trembled: "Junior brother, you know that the Zhengqing Sect was the leading Taoist sect in the previous dynasty, but it has a huge grudge against the current Dalin Dynasty."

"It is precisely because of the Great Linzhengqing Sect that we are reduced to the miserable situation of you and me being the only ones in the whole sect."

"My master, the eighth generation leader Zhengqing died at the hands of the current national master."

"The old Taoist swears that he will kill all the people named Ling in this life, as well as that piece of shit Imperial Master!"

Bu Guozi's eyes were silent, and a man with white hair actually had red eyes.

Lin Xingtao was startled, touched Qingqing's head and asked her to hide aside, but Qingqing refused to leave.

After all, he had just joined the Zhengqing Sect, and it was difficult for him to feel any hatred or hatred in his heart. He just emphasized: "I do have nothing to do with the Dalin royal family."

Bu Guozi couldn't help but nod: "I know, I know, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"What's going on with the Ninth Prince?" Lin Xingtao asked.

"There are currently eight princes and princesses in Da Lin. Few people know that more than ten years ago, Concubine Jing gave birth to a prince. As far as I know, that year, the blood energy was fierce, the stars changed, the destiny was revealed, and the national master made it clear This son is extremely harmful to the country, and he urges the emperor to kill him to sacrifice him to heaven."

Qingqing trembled slightly, maybe she was frightened by the words "killed son to sacrifice to heaven". Lin Xingtao held her gently in front of him, and a pair of hands warmed by the Taoist robes covered her cheeks to help her dispel the cold and fear.

She rushed out to protect him regardless of her own safety, which was really touching.

Bu Guozi continued: "Later, Concubine Jing tried her best to find Taoist priests to help send the Ninth Prince out of the palace."

"But I learned from those Taoist priests back then that the Ninth Prince was taken away by a mysterious person and his life and death were unknown, and Concubine Jing also lost the emperor's favor and was placed under house arrest in the cold palace."

After hearing this, Lin Xingtao had a question: "Isn't that wrong? According to what you said, the Zhengqing Sect shouldn't hate the Ninth Prince."

Bu Guozi shook his head: "No, the Ninth Prince is of the Ling family's bloodline after all. He was born the son of a dragon. Use the Qi-gazing method to look eastward, and be careful when looking."

Lin Xingtao used the qi-gazing method and looked to the east. He was so shocked that he couldn't make a sound.

In the eastern sky, there is a huge purple dragon that is too huge to be described.

The dragon's body was solid, its scales flashed, and it roared and rolled in the air.

A purple-blue gas rose into the sky, making the horizon chaotic.

Even from a distance, one could still feel the huge pressure from the dragon.

This was not comparable to the black dragon in Nanjing!

This was the manifestation of national destiny!

Lin Xingtao wanted to see it more clearly, but then he felt sore in the eyes and dizzy after just a quick look.

"Don't look at it anymore!" Bu Guozi stopped him sternly, "This is the dragon of national destiny, how can a little Taoist like you be able to watch it!"

Qiyun and fate are the foundation of personality, and cannot be watched casually. Finding dragon points is taboo, and it should not be done lightly. Changing fate and disturbing dragon veins are acts against heaven, and only earthly immortals can do it. Those who do it will lose their luck at the least, and die immediately at the worst, bringing disaster to the ancestors and descendants! ——《The Divine Eye Technique of Exploring the Void》

Bu Guozi patted Lin Xingtao on the shoulder to help him relieve his stress. Lin Xingtao did not refuse. He might understand Bu Guozi a little, but he decided not to tell the secret of the dragon on his head.

“When the emperor passed away, the national teacher used the evil method against heaven to share the great pressure of national destiny with the princes, so as to prevent the rebellion in the country when the throne was vacant.