rainbow?

Li Pingan opened the window and looked at the colorful glow hanging in the sky. For a moment, he didn't know how to complain.

Could this also be related to the abnormality of heaven?

Is the sky really falling?

Li Ping'an slammed the window shut, but couldn't help but open it again and looked at the sky from a distance.

Father and Wei Yanzi were coming in the clouds, and they were muttering something.

"Forget it, make more preparations for escape."

Li Ping'an laughed bitterly.

In order to persuade the Holy Mother to return, he personally initiated the Great Tribulation of the Gods;

In order to help him solve the trouble in heaven, his father pushed forward violently?

If this is the case, you can only face it. Although escaping is fun, it cannot solve the problem.

However, Li Ping'an has no clue now and only feels that his thoughts are confused. Just the problem of the state of heaven is enough to make him think for a long time.

The figure of his master appeared in front of Li Pingan's eyes, and he felt much calmer.

That’s it for now, let’s eat first.

…

Above the nine heavens, a small thatched cottage stands in the clouds.

In the courtyard, two boys and one green bull were sleeping soundly in the haystack. The boys were wearing bellybands and pigtails, and the green bull's nostrils had not yet been covered with diamond knives.

The green cow exerted a little fairy power, wrapped two cattail fans, and gently fanned the two little boys.

An old cry came from the main room:

"Xuandu?"

There was a jingling sound from the side room, and a young man in a light white robe rushed out, rubbing his eyes. Before he could wake up, he had already hurried to the front of the main room.

Behind, two boys and a green bull turned their heads and looked over at the same time.

The leader spoke!

How many years!

The leader finally spoke again!

"teacher."

The young man bowed his hands from outside the door and then stepped into the threshold.

This young man's face can only be regarded as above average handsome, but he gives off a rather gentle feeling. His brows are slightly longer, his eyes are slender, his nose is high, and his light white robe exudes a slight shine.

The decoration in the house is also very simple, with an incense table, a word "Tao", a futon and an old man.

The old man's face was skinny, and there was no trace of breath in his body for the first time. However, if you look closely, you can feel the mysterious and obscure Taoist charm, as if his soul has long since returned to heaven and earth, leaving only a broken body here.

But the young Taoist knew that if his teacher started to get angry, the aura would be overwhelming, and the spiritual energy of a hundred thousand miles around would be swallowed up by the teacher's breath, which was extremely terrifying.

Who is this old man?

There are songs throughout the world praising:

Pangu Yuanshen is divided into three strands, and the eldest brother is called Taiqing.

Nothing can break the two qi of yin and yang, and the black and yellow pagoda holds the sky.

The ancient dragon and phoenix escape, designated by the leader of the emperor.

Killing the three corpses and establishing the Renjiao, one word shocked the world.

It is Taiqing Laozi who is the elder brother of Sanqing.

That young Taoist is the Great Master of Xuandu.

At this moment, he pinched his fingers slightly to calculate, and the two qi of yin and yang surrounded his fingertips, and he seemed to have understood something clearly.

Lao Tzu said: "It is difficult for disasters to occur when the way of heaven changes."

"Teacher," Master Xuandu asked with a smile, "Is the Dao Immortal Tribulation coming?"

"Soon, within a thousand years."

I stopped to calculate, and the two qi of yin and yang slowly floated up, forming a Tai Chi diagram in front of him.

I said slowly: "There is no way to avoid this Taoist immortal catastrophe, and 80% of the Taoist immortals will be killed or injured."

Master Xuandu looked forward to it and asked in a low voice: "Are the disciples also in trouble?"

"Not here."

Archmage Xuandu suddenly felt a little disappointed.

I used my fingers to calculate again, and it seemed that I had something unclear.

He said: "The calculation method of Heaven's Dao is no longer usable. Heaven's Dao has blocked the secrets of Heaven. The rise of Heaven's Dao is unstoppable. Only by letting Heaven's Dao flourish and decline can Heaven's Dao be restrained in the cage of the Great Dao again."

The Archmage asked: "Teacher, what do we need to do?"

"You go to Xuandu Town to guard it."

"No, teacher!"

The Archmage suddenly became anxious and said hurriedly:

"My disciple is now at the peak of Daluo. I can do something for you."

"If the heaven and earth change, the innate gods and demons may attack. You go and guard and don't let them in."

I raised my head and glanced at Master Xuandu.

The latter quickly lowered his head and said yes, then showed a somewhat bitter smile.

Who knows this?

He had cultivated his skills, mastered the Taiji Dao of Water and Fire, and could borrow his master's treasure at any time. He could have conquered the whole world. Even if he faced the weakest of the six leaders, he could withstand a few moves, but in the end, he could not get out even if he had a chance to go out.

without.

That's all, that's all.

He is where he is today thanks to one secret - listening to his teacher.

"Teacher, this disciple is leaving now."

I squeezed out a little smile and said slowly:

"Whenever I need you to take action, I will summon you."

"Disciple, obey!"

Master Xuandu bowed, turned around and retreated to his house.

Not long after, black and white lights lit up in the great mage's house, and he disappeared in a flash.

The green cow and the boy in the small courtyard looked at each other and continued to lie on the haystack, sleeping peacefully and dreaming.

…

The secret realm of West Kunlun, in the main hall of Yuxu Palace.

Wisps of purple fairy light swirled around and transformed into the figure of the middle-aged Taoist.

What a Taoist!

The black hair and black beard hide the mystery, and the majestic eyebrows reveal the ancient courtyard.

Holding the ancient flag to kill, he holds the Ruyi Preaching Sutra at an angle.

Yuxu is fixed on the Qilin Cliff, where he educates the sages and makes them famous.

After the three corpses were extinguished, he established the teaching of interpretation, which was called Tianzun Huanyuqing alone.

It was Yu Qing Yuanshi Tianzun, the leader of Chan Cult.

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned slightly, and counted with his fingers, but found nothing, and murmured to himself:

"Junior Sister Nuwa is warning me? The Taoist Immortal Tribulation seems to be about to begin? The heavenly secrets have been deceived, and the great calamity is about to begin...Brother, can you give me some clear instructions?"

Two wisps of black and white breath surrounded his fingertips. Yuanshi Tianzun nodded slightly, lowered his head and sighed.

It seems that there is no way to escape the Taoist Immortal Tribulation.

However, their Chan Sect had already taken advantage of it, because back then the disciples of the Chan Sect helped the human race, and the human race actually owed the Chan Sect a lot of kindness. This could also resolve some of the disaster.

The middle-aged Taoist thought for a while, then shook the whisk gently in his hand, and the bunches of fairy light disappeared out of thin air.

The secret realm of West Kunlun suddenly became lively.

The universe is disturbed, and several Taoists return from outside;

The cranes crowed in unison, and the immortals from all the halls appeared at the same time.
To be continued...