First Class Taoist Gate

"You have deceived others, but you can't deceive your own heart. Although you have laid down the situation, you already have a plan to step into the avenue of heaven and man by two or three points, isn't it?" Shaoyang ancestor did not know when, After coming to Zhang Bairen, looking at Li He's going back, a touch of emotion appeared in his eyes: "In your eyes, there is nothing you can't let go, the only thing that can't let go is obsession."

When the mountain breeze blew, Zhang Bairen did not look back, as if he did not refute. Stepping into the avenue of heaven and man, since then, there is no concern, nothing is wrong.

Humanity may not be good, and heaven and humans may not be bad!

"I'm going to the Lucky Dynasty, is the ancestor going to watch the ceremony?" Zhang Bairen's figure drifted away in the wind.

"What can you do if you watch it? What can you do if you don't?" Shaoyang Patriarch shook his head.

Luoyang City

Zhangjiayuan

Qixi's complexion was withered and yellow, lying on the bed with a dying breath, staring blankly at the upper bed.

"boom!"

The door of the house was suddenly knocked open, but after hearing a cheering sound of cheering, Xiaowen rushed into the house panting: "Sister, it's not good! It's not good! Then Li Hegu was resurrected."

"What are you talking about?" Qixi on the bed suddenly turned over and sat up, with a touch of astonishment and disbelief in his eyes.

Egret Academy

Yan Luzheng was sitting lazily in front of the gate guarding the yard, and a disciple beside him lazily said: "Brother, why do you say we guard the gate? Hundreds of disciples in the academy talk about seniority, classwork, and... "

The scholar's words suddenly stopped, and then he stopped trembling, his eyes fixed on a familiar figure walking on the corner of the street, the next moment he suddenly cried out and fell to the ground: "Ghost!"

A scream spread throughout the academy, and then the scholar staggered running into the gate, and a stern voice spread through the academy.

"Ghost? Xiu Haoran, a scholar of my generation, is righteous. If you see a ghost, we will also..." Yan Lu turned around, paused in his mouth, and stared at Li Hegu as he walked in. He was stunned for a while, stunned, and subconsciously said: "Junior Brother Li, are you back?"

"Brother, why is your expression weird?" Li Hegu looked at Yan Lu in front of him, with a look of surprise on his face.

"No! No! Nothing!" Yan Lu subconsciously responded, concealing his astonishment, and then hurriedly walked to the backyard.

"Weird!" Li Hegu muttered.

"Wow~"

As soon as Li Hegu stepped into the academy, he saw everyone on the road looking at him with strange expressions. Those strange eyes were horrifying, as if they had encountered something strange.

Ever since Li Hegu walked into the courtyard, the entire academy has been filled with a strange atmosphere. The scholars watched from afar, bowing their heads and whispering from time to time, making people upset.

"Sir, it's not good! It's not good!" Yan Lu sprinted all the way and broke into the courtyard of Daru Wangtong.

"Patter!"

A ball of pen and ink dripped, soaking in the beautiful mountains and rivers on Wang Tong's case. Hearing the hurried shouts, Wang Tong put down his pen with a gloomy expression: "What's the matter?"

"Sir, it's not good! Li Hegu is alive!" Yan Lu panted.

"What? What did you say?" Wang Tong's expression was shocked, and there was a touch of shock in his eyes: "How is this possible!"

Li Hegu didn't know what had happened, he just felt the weird atmosphere in the academy, and instinctively walked to his bedroom quickly.

"Brother Li!"

Before he entered his house, he saw Yan Lu coming from a distance and called Li Hegu,

"Brother!" Li Hegu respectfully saluted.

"Teacher calls you over to talk!" Yan Lu led the way after speaking.

A path straight to Wangtong Academy, Li Hegu bowed to Wang Tong, only to see Wang Tong staring at him since Li Hegu entered the academy. After watching him for a long time, his brows frowned: "Really alive. !"

"Teacher, you need to be more careful so as not to give those lonely ghosts a chance to take advantage of," Yan Lu couldn't help but said.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is your Junior Brother Li, and his chest is so righteous that he can't be faked" Wang Tong reprimanded Yan Lu.

"What are the teachers and brothers talking about? The disciples don't understand, what does it mean to live?" Li Hegu was puzzled.

"Don't you really have any impression?" Yan Lu couldn't help but said.

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Zhuojun

Before Xiongguan, Zhang Bairen stood in front of Jiameng Pass, scanning the master guarding Jiameng Pass before stepping into Jiameng Pass.

"Capital Governor, Li Hegu won't cause any trouble, right?" Wu Bufan was a little confused.

Stepping on the two-world passageway, Zhang Bairen walked unhurriedly, with the light of Taoism in his eyes:

"Hehe, what can be wrong?"

Wu Bufan carefully looked at Zhang Bairen's face as delicate as jade, without the slightest pores, and there was a dignified look in his eyes: "I said the Governor, how far are you from the heavens?"

"Do you say heaven is better or humanity is better?"

Zhang Bairen did not answer Wu Bufan's words, but instead asked.

Wu Bufan scratched his head when he heard this: "Born to be a human being, from a humanitarian point of view, it is natural to be humane! Use the power of race to practice, use the power of race to compete with other major forces and innate gods, and defeat those invincible. Enemy."

"What about another angle?" Zhang Bairen was noncommittal.

"From the perspective of cultivation, at least from the point of view of the governor, stepping into the avenue of heaven and man is more conducive to becoming immortal! At the realm of the governor, the dharmakaya has been proved, why do we need to use the power of the race?" Wu Bu Fan whispered: "See through the essence of all things, whether human heart or heavenly heart, they are just a kind of one's own heart, nothing more. Demon gods are all belonging to heaven and humans, don't they have emotions? Don't they also have joy and anger. Sad and happy?"

"Hehe" Zhang Bairen smiled and did not speak, but only a pair of eyes looked into the distant void, and after a long, long time, he whispered: "Neither heaven nor human, nor mortal, it is just a method of practice, I am still me!"

For Zhang Heng and other human powers, Zhang Bairen stepped into the avenue of heaven and man, broke away from humanity and turned into a genus of the innate demon gods. The human race lacks the powerful to suppress foreign enemies, which is naturally a disaster.

It is naturally good to prevent Zhang Bairen from entering the Avenue of Heaven and Humanity!

Just like a capable person hopping, the company will inevitably do its best to retain and make up for it, and do not want to lose talent.

Humanitarians, of course, do not want to lose talent.

Netherworld

The big sun golden crow bear, at this time, I went to see the endless earth. It has been transformed from death to vitality. The tender green branches slowly drilled out of the soil, adding a piece of vitality to the dead and gray Yincao world. .

Looking sideways at the twelve golden men in the direction of the Yinshan battlefield, the first emperor is fighting against the Yincao kings. Now the place covered by the power of the sun is a rare piece of pure land.

In the place where the yin and yang are criss-crossed, the Buddhas and Taoists are now divided into camps, separated in the southeast, northwest and the four sides, and the degree is suppressing the ghosts in the Yincao.

Not everyone can be as extravagant as Zhang Bairen, and tens of millions of people pray for him, condensing three thousand dharmakayas.

"The Governor, you are here" Zhang Heng saw Zhang Bairen and stepped out to him.

"It's well managed." Zhang Bairen scanned the entire Yinsi, with a touch of satisfaction in his eyes.

"It's really good. There is a barrier formed by Buddhism and Taoism outside, warriors strangling the remnants, and golden crows covering the law domain. Now that there are layers of heaven and earth, ghosts and gods don't want to break in!" Zhang Heng triumphantly stroked his beard: People from the world are transferred to the Yin Cao, to open up a truly humane nation, and to gather humanity, and we will only have the foundation of roots."

Zhang Bairen nodded when he heard the words, and Zhang Heng whispered at this moment: "On the Dao Sect Pure Land, the immortal talisman is about to expire. Once the blessing of the immortal talisman is lost, I am afraid that the pure land world will not be able to withstand the killings of the overlord powerhouse."

"What does the ancestor mean?" Zhang Heng frowned.

"Daomen ancestors mean, can you move into your Golden Crow Domain" Zhang Heng whispered.

"The two sides are separated by an infinite land boundary. It is so difficult to cross this infinite distance. If you can cross this distance of hundreds of millions of miles, I don't mind dividing the pure land world into one piece and allow you to preach," Zhang Bairen slowly said.

He hoped that the more masters under his command, the better, and the more masters in his own territory, the safer it would be.

"This is a difficult problem. Your ancestors are thinking about ways to break the game." Zhang Heng scratched his head ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and changed the subject: "The governor cut three thousand Dharma bodies, creating an unprecedented feat in the ages. I don't know how to do it? My human monks don’t say to cut three thousand dharmakayas, that is, everyone can cut him twenty or thirty, so why should the demon **** suppress him and retreat?"

"The fate is fixed for a few days, I don't know either" Zhang Bairen shook his head.

Will he speak out about Daohua and the Three Thousand Rule?

I'm afraid that it will be difficult for the world to say it. Countless people want to squeeze it out of cramps, and then divide their own avenue flowers.

"It's a pity" Zhang Heng sighed in a low voice: "Your one hundred thousand miles of land can accommodate millions of sentient beings. If you Zhuojun people are unwilling to come and don't have enough people, I can wait for the Taoist temples to help."

"Oh?" Zhang Bairen frowned.

Those who eat crabs first are naturally full of pots, but how many people in the world dare to eat crabs first?

There are tens of millions of sentient beings in Zhuojun, who really dare to enter the Yin Cao dynasty, and those who leave their hometowns are few and pitiful.

Just like if one day human beings could actually land on the moon and live on the moon, who would really dare to go in the first batch?

"The people of Middle-Earth, the people don't have a living, I can fool them with a little bit of Buddhism and Taoism," Zhang Heng said with a smile.

"Fool?" Zhang Bairen said in a long voice.

"It's not a fool, it's better than being oppressed and exploited by a clan in Zhongtu!" Zhang Heng said.

"It's up to you to handle it. If you do this, we will give you 200,000 believers," Zhang Bairen said with a smile.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Then we can say it." Zhang Heng was so happy to shoot his thighs, his eyes were full of smiles: "It really is very good! Very good! This sale is a bargain!"

If there are 200,000 believers in Zhongtu, Zhang Heng may not be in the eyes. But the key is now the Yin Cao Difu, which is especially precious in Zhang Bairen's territory.