The indescribable Taoist Lord

"Boy Qinghe, is boy Qinghe here?"

Li Shaobai arrived at Zhang Qinghe's courtyard early in the morning. His clingy attitude gave Zhang Qinghe a chill.

Zhang Qinghe was really distressed. He failed to pick up the hairpin yesterday. He planned to choose a time today and quietly go to Tianyezi to get it, but he didn't expect it. Li Shaobai rushed over early in the morning. Not only that, but depending on his posture, he still wanted to pick it up. His breakfast.

"Oh, it smells so good! Qinghe, your Yangchun noodles are really one of a kind!"

Seeing Li Shaobai's constant compliments in the kitchen, Zhang Qinghe looked helpless.

"Sir, you are already a great cultivator of Dongxu, why can't you do without this appetite?"

"Little slippery man! According to what you said, you have already entered Guiyuan. You only need to take pills and swallow Qi every day to reach the great road. What are you doing here?"

Li Shaobai laughed and scolded.

"I……"

Zhang Qinghe looked helpless, so he had no choice but to take out a bowl, then neatly tossed the thin noodles into the clear soup, and moved it to Li Shaobai's hand.

Zhang Qinghe is a foreigner who does what he wants, and Li Shaobai has no airs. The two of them just squatted in front of the courtyard gate, facing the bluestone that Xiaowu sharpened his knife that day, and squealed.

Recalling the horrifying appearance of the broken knife, and the face of Xiao Wu who was cannibalized in the end, Zhang Qinghe felt that it was quite satisfying.

"Sir, why are you here so early in the morning?"

"Aren't you curious why the school is so deserted these days?"

"It is said that a secret realm opened in the East China Sea, and the Holy Master led people there."

All this can be known with a little inquiry. Zhang Qinghe did not let Li Shaobai show off and answered directly.

Li Shaobai was disgraced and a little disappointed.

"They'll be back today. I'll take you to identify them."

In fact, there are still some things that Li Shaobai did not tell fully. Zhang Qinghe entered the realm of enlightenment when the Saint Master left the school, and was discovered by the great cultivators to be a Taoist fetus. This gave Li Shaobai an opportunity to take him to identify him. The first was to let him get acquainted with the masters, and the second was to emphasize his affiliation as a designated disciple, so as not to let a few disrespectful saints shamelessly accept Zhang Qinghe as his disciple.

As long as it is proven in front of the Holy Master that Zhang Qinghe is from his lineage, Li Shaobai, no one will rob him.

As for the Holy Master trying to rob someone...?

Then I pulled out that old fool Lao Xu’s beard on the spot!

Li Shaobai thought angrily, eating the noodles even more quickly, no longer elegant, and he seemed to regard Xu Huaijin as his imaginary enemy.

Seeing that something was wrong with Li Shaobai, Zhang Qinghe quickly opened his spiritual vision and breathed a sigh of relief.

After counting it twice, it was still the same nine tentacles and hundreds of eyeballs. They had not deteriorated. They probably thought of some injustice.

What a delicious meal...

Zhang Qinghe chewed another big mouthful of noodles...

After the two of them had eaten and drank enough, they set up Changhong, descended from Liming Peak, and headed outside Zhenyuan.

Xu Jianshan, Wang Xuan and others were also present, and there were also some low-income students who were left behind to wait for their classmates.

The flying boat also entered Tahaotian through the portal above Chang'an. The people of Chang'an were already accustomed to this behemoth.

For more than five thousand years, only the Chang'an School and the Li family's flying boat dared to park in the sky above Chang'an in a majestic manner.

Zhang Qinghe found it novel. He saw this giant kun-like vehicle falling into the Taohao sky.

The red keel, the huge deck, and the runes containing inexplicable Taoist rhymes circulated around it. Under Zhang Qinghe's spiritual vision, the knowledge or information was exactly the same as the power on the runes, only more profound and obscure.

Thousands of people disembarked from the flying boat. The leader of the group had pale temples and criss-crossed eyebrows. He looked old and aged, but he still had the character of an elegant scholar and had the aura of a saint.

Zhang Qinghe felt that he had seen so many monks, but it was rare to see one with such an old spirit. Even the old deacon of Wensi Tower had a refreshing aura, unlike the one in front of him who was a bit dead.

Ever since the Lantian incident, he had habitually turned on his spiritual vision when meeting strangers. He originally thought that under his spiritual vision, he would see a twisted and chaotic family of flesh-and-blood monsters walking towards him, which was not surprising.

However, under the spiritual vision, the dozens of Hundong monks headed by them were very different from Dongxu monks like Li Shaobai.

In the broken and overlapping space around their alienated souls, inexplicable Taoist rhymes and spots of light rippled, as if connected to the rules of the world, and each alienated soul took on a different appearance.

There is an ancestor from Hundong whose soul is as spiritual as the Tai Sui Xingjun Zhang Qinghe has faced. Countless demonic claws grow out of his back, and flesh-and-blood ties grow out of his hands, and fragments of a certain dimension are stirred around his body.

The soul of a certain Hundong ancestor is shaped like a tree branch, but it is grotesque and deformed. It is rooted in the void to draw nutrients.

There is also a Hun Cave Ancestor, which is a big fleshy ball covered with bloodshot eyes. It is brilliant and dazzling, with a human-shaped black shadow as black as ink in the middle, which is exactly the same as the monster of Sun Star Lord.

The Holy Master at the head is countless tentacles, growing on a strange geometric body. His Qi is somewhat similar to that of Tai Sui Xingjun, but his essence is completely different, shining with a brilliance that can be called civilization.

Zhang Qinghe swallowed his saliva and gently tugged on Li Shaobai's sleeve, making a bold guess in his mind.

"That saint cultivates the Dharma related to Tai Sui Xingjun?"

Li Shaobai followed his eyes and saw an old saint.

"Sage Cui, the Dharma Appearance is from a mountain of knowledge and a sea of ​​knowledge. It is indeed cultivated by observing the Tai Sui Tu. He doesn't often take action. How did you know?"

"The saint on the left, does his appearance have something to do with the great sun in the sky?"

"Sage Wu, the Dharma image is the sun entering the middle of the sky, and what you see is the picture of the sun god."

Good guy, Zhang Qinghe was wondering before, there are so many immortals in the sky, each one has its own characteristics, why are the alienated spiritual beings so messy, how can they be divided when they fly up?

It turns out that we were waiting here in the Hundong Realm. When we arrived at the Hundong Realm, the spirituality of the monks began to fall into different categories due to the influence of the Dharma...

Everyone has their own preference for radish and cabbage, so you can take what you like.

Li Shaobai was wondering when he saw the Holy Master slowly shrinking the flying boat into his sleeves and walking towards him.

He, who has always been wild, had to bow his head and lower his eyebrows in such a formal occasion.

"I have met the Holy Master."

Xu Huaijin was followed by many masters and students, and it was not convenient to ask in detail about Taihaotian's recent situation. Besides, Xu Jianshan and Wang Xuan were the ones in charge, so they just exchanged a few words.

"Shaobai, how are you doing lately?"

"Devastated."

Li Shaobai vaguely stabbed the Holy Master, and even Xu Nieyu, who was beside Xu Huaijin, frowned.

Xu Huaijin laughed dryly, and his eyes lit up when he saw Zhang Qinghe next to Li Shaobai.

He was also a liberal helmsman, otherwise he would not have allowed Li Shaobai to mess around. It would be better to say that Li Shaobai's temperament came with him, so he spoke with no concern for authority:

"This must be Mr. Zhang. The school has informed me that he has the same qualifications as the patriarch. When I saw it today, he is really extraordinary!"

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