Xu Xiaoshou said, seeing Sang Lao's expression gloomy and uncertain, he raised his hands high, and immediately retreated.
By this time, he and the old man were already several feet apart.
The two of them looked at each other from a distance.
It was obviously an exchange between master and disciple, but it was like enemies meeting each other, and they were extra vigilant.
“Smelly boy!”
Lao Sang was so angry that he realized that he had scared others, and immediately put his hand down.
I have to say that this wave of inferences made by Xu Xiaoshou really shocked him again.
It’s the same as the previous time in the Spiritual Palace, basically...,
Exactly!
“How did this little melon grow?”
Sang Lao was a little depressed.
He is obviously trying his best to suppress this guy's growth.
After all, even if this kid has the ancestral ability to fight across ranks, it is only innate now.
If you really want to face the throne and kill Dao, or in such a dangerous situation at this moment, even Taixu and the Seven Swordsmen will be dispatched.
Only growing slowly is the path Xu Xiaoshou should take.
But obviously, judging from Xu Xiaoshou’s ability to cause trouble, his obscene development seems to be really inappropriate for this kid’s future path.
Maybe we should change our approach... Sang Lao thought to himself, but his face was unmoved and he said: "What do you want to insinuate, you are so sinister?"
“I’m here, what do you have to say that you can’t say openly?”
There was a clear desire to seduce people in his voice.
Xu Xiaoshou glanced at his lowered hand and rolled his eyes secretly.
Just because you’re always here like a stick, I can’t say something directly, right?
I'm afraid of being beaten!
This master's body is okay to others, but he can't bear to fuck you!
But Xu Xiaoshou understood clearly how Old Sang reacted.
Although the old man covered up everything very well except for the first wave, he did not deny it, but changed the subject.
In the meantime, the problem has been explained.
What I just said may have really analyzed the key points.
Lao Sang couldn't say it clearly, that's why he reacted like this.
“So, until now, you still plan to hide everything from me?” Xu Xiaoshou asked cautiously.
Sang Lao closed his eyes heavily and hesitated to speak. After a long time, he finally said: "What else do you know?"
Xu Xiaoshou looked amused, with a bright light in his eyes.
He took a few steps back again, decided to throw the highlight, and said in a solemn voice: "Ajie, do you know?"
“Yeah.” Mr. Sang nodded.
Xu Xiao felt relieved after suffering a heavy blow.
"Ajie, I don't know where you got it from, but it was sealed with two layers of seals at Tianxuanmen. Even if the enemy is present, it will not be released."
“This is the first-generation Tianji puppet written by the Master of the Dao Palace. It is obvious that you are not hiding anything.”
Lao Sang’s eyebrows twitched, and blue veins popped out on his forehead.
Xu Xiaoshou felt so cruel that he gave up completely.
“Eight Masters! It’s the same.”
“The world has been calling him dead for decades, and now he suddenly appears, which is really amazing.”
“But these so-called scams are just for deceiving ordinary spiritual refiners. In the past few decades, even Zhan Dao and Taixu have not doubted the rumors at all.”
“Then I’m confused. How is this possible? The Holy Temple can even deceive Dao Dao and Taixu?”
“I don’t think so!”
“Perhaps, the Eight Masters really did fall, and the world really gave up on this myth.”
“But his fall must be different from the real ‘fall’... Well, maybe, it’s exactly the same!”
Xu Xiaoshou paused, carefully choosing his words to avoid irritating the old man in front of him.
The embarrassed saint appeared in his mind, and he said again: "There are places where ordinary people can be imprisoned... no, ordinary geniuses."
“But Ba Zunzhen dominates a generation, who can guarantee that he will not do anything extraordinary?”
"for example……"
Xu Xiaoshou glanced at Sang Lao's calm expression, swallowed his saliva, and changed his explanation: "For example, he did not fall on Void Island, but was imprisoned in a small place that could only seal the innate. He has the key.
, it came out very simply.”
The corners of Mr. Sang’s mouth twitched.
While he was shocked by Xu Xiaoshou's inference, he couldn't help but curse angrily: "Can you speak properly!"
"oh."
Xu Xiaoshou immediately dropped the topic.
He had no intention of getting a positive response from Sang Lao. This was unrealistic.
“By the way, there’s one more thing.”
“I think the embarrassed saint hiding in the cracks in the different-dimensional space in the White Cave must also be wandering around and throwing olive branches in his spare time. It is impossible to overlap with the completely purposeless mission you gave him.”
“As for the Bazun and the saint who met in the White Cave, it should be more of an accidental encounter or coincidence. The two of them should not be acquainted, because they may have never met, right?”
“After all, those who ‘fallen’ are not in the same place..."
“And there’s more!”
Xu Xiaoshou gave up on himself and simply closed his eyes, not looking at Sang Lao's expression, and threw away all his doubts.
“There is also the ultimate goal of a holy slave, who will end up being a slave unless he becomes a saint.”
"It is absolutely impossible to mean becoming a slave of the Holy Temple, becoming...the so-called 'ghost beast' of Void Island?"
Speechless.
The scene was dead silent for a moment.
ifies.
Xu Xiaoshou's Adam's apple rolled up and he was as silent as a cicada.
There were no words beside the voice. He couldn't help but pry open the slits in his eyes and peeked outside secretly.
A scary old face!
」
Xu Xiao was so frightened that he ran away with his head in his hands.
He even completely blocked his "perception", which only extended to the back and did not dare to look in front of him.
This time he raised his eyes and squinted, it looked like that old face. Who can resist it?
“Bang!”
As expected, even though he was running fast, he still got kicked in the back. Xu Xiaoshou stumbled out and fell to the ground.
“I’m done, I’m done!”
“Everything you desire is nothing but justice.”
“Everyone advocates beauty. This world is very friendly. There is no chess game or conspiracy that lasts for hundreds of years, nor is there any darkness or unbearableness other than my words. That’s all.”
“Who doesn’t yearn for light?”
Xu Xiaoshou raised his hands to surrender, but was still quibbling.
His strength reached his back, and he wanted to withstand another whip from the old man that contained terrifying power, but after waiting for a long time, nothing happened.
"Um?"
Xu Xiaoshou raised his head in confusion and did not dare to look back.
I let go of "Perception" and saw that behind me Sang Lao had sat down cross-legged, holding a straw hat in one hand and holding his bald scalp with the other, and kept sighing.
Xu Xiaoshou turned over and timidly said: "What's going on?"
Sang Lao looked complicated and could not speak at all.
“Your hair has fallen out, don’t be bald!”
Xu Xiao was stabbed unexpectedly by the cold, and the old man turned his head and looked away with a stiff expression.
“You want to die, don’t you?”
“Threatened, passive value, +1.”
"no no……"
Xu Xiaoshou waved his hands repeatedly and backed away.
Sang Lao sighed: "How do you know?"
“reasoning.”
“How did you push it?”
“Use your brain.”
…”
Sang Lao's facial muscles began to twitch.
“Cursed, passive value, +1.”
Xu Xiaoshou panicked: "I'm really using my brain, I can't push this thing out with my hands..."
“Stop your fucking bullshit!”
Sang Lao roared: "What I'm asking is, when did you come into contact with so many things and understand them so deeply?"
“Oh oh.”
Xu Xiao was so frightened that he shrank his neck, too many things came to his mind.
There is a night watch and there is a road keeper...
There are caramel candies, eight acquaintances, and embarrassed saints...
There is also a series of miscellaneous information.
These things seem trivial and irrelevant.
But after careful consideration, there is really such a line secretly connecting them.
Perhaps, there is more than one.
Xu Xiaoshou's heart felt heavy. Every time he thought about all this, he always felt that the world was very heavy, too heavy, as if it was too heavy for ordinary people to bear.
That is as heavy as Mount Tai, hanging above the heads of the world.
When the height is not reached, there are giants holding it up.
When the height exceeds that of the giant who serves as the pillar, and after seeing a brand new world, not only does it have to be replaced by another person, but maybe the new world you see will completely destroy the old world concepts established in the past.
A continent, a plane.
The gods are like ants, clearly distinguishable from each other.
Looking up, you don’t dream of gods, looking down is just because the world is insignificant.
The one that truly spans the Chu River and Han boundary, one foot to the east and the other to the west, is the Holy Temple and the Holy Slave.
Xu Xiaoshou feels himself, glimpses at it, is horrified by it, is afraid of it and wants to welcome it.
“Have a brain!”
He sighed and said: "These things are a long story. To make a long story short, it is better not to say it. In the final analysis, it is really the brain that works best. Sometimes the brain works well, but it is also a mistake."
Lao Sang nodded unexpectedly, without being irritable or refuting, but acquiescing.
My disciple’s brain is really good.
The way he conducts himself and works is also extraordinary.
Some educational methods that can be used on ordinary people may be really limiting when applied to them.
This point can be clearly seen from the row of white caves.
ification
Mr. Sang exhaled in a deep voice and said: "I will not interfere with your decision. Since you have become a saint slave, it is destiny. The road you have to take in the future may be difficult, but this is your own choice. As long as you
No regrets……"
“I regret it very much!”
Xu Xiaoshou interrupted: "To tell you the truth, I was forced to join the Holy Slave. I couldn't refuse at that time."
Sang Lao: “……”
His teeth were chattering and he was so angry that he almost got up and kicked him again.
“Well, is there no point in regretting?”
Xu Xiaoshou was shocked and muttered: "I thought you could be arbitrary and kick me out."
"Shut up!"
"oh."
“Listen to me!”
“Still standing~”
Kaka
Sang Lao clenched his fists, Xu Xiaoshou's heart skipped a beat, and he said in a panic: "I'm really listening, I'm all ears. It's just that there is no water. If there is water, I will immediately..."
As he spoke, Xu Xiaoshou put a chain on his mouth.
Sang Lao suppressed his anger and changed the subject.
“The matter of the Holy Slave is a foregone conclusion.”
“If Yu Lingdi can keep an eye on you and Gou Wuyue can see you, it means that you have really broken into their sight.”
“It’s impossible to escape unscathed, and with the relationship between me and me, it’s impossible for you to escape intact.”
“What I want to tell you now...”
Sang Lao had a meal, and Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes lit up. Here’s the secret?
“What?” he asked hurriedly.
Sang Lao said: "Holy slave, you have your own mission, and there will also be tasks assigned to you, but it is still what I said to you."
“In this world, no one can be trusted.”
“The Eight Masters have their own way, and I have my own way.”
“But everyone’s direction may be wrong, and no one can be trusted. The only one you can trust is yourself.”
"Understand?"
Xu Xiaoshou was startled.
He thought that Mr. Sang was going to answer his question, but he didn't expect to hear such a scrawled sentence and was immediately disappointed.
"And you?"
Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes and said seriously: "You can't believe it either?"
Sang Lao twitched the corners of his lips, and his smile was a bit catchy.
"you try?"
“Hey!” Xu Xiaoshou shuddered and did not dare to answer.
Sang Laole said: "If you don't think your brain is good, then just think about it yourself!"
“Since I can see so deeply, I don’t even bother beating around the bush with you.”
“The general direction you mentioned is basically correct.”
“But there is one thing, it is limited by your current realm, vision, experience..."
Sang Lao said, raising his head and pointing to the sky.
“It’s the same sentence, there is a sky beyond the sky, but you are still missing one layer.”
Less?
Xu Xiaoshou immediately raised his eyebrows.
Mr. Ye Sang, who was his disciple, pointed to Ehu Lake and told him about the prison cage. He said that he had never thought that the reality was so bloody and cruel.
That’s so true!
But until now, there is still one missing layer?
“What’s missing?”
Xu Xiaoshou asked: "The level beyond the Holy Temple and the Holy Slaves...the level of ghosts and beasts, the Xuyue Gray Palace?"
Sang Lao smiled and said nothing.
Xu Xiaoshou immediately denied himself: "No, this is at the same level at best. What do you mean, above the Holy Temple?"
He felt a throbbing in his heart.
Inexplicably, a joke Caramel Sugar once said flashed through my mind.
“The Holy Emperor sanctions, the Heaven suppresses?”
Sang Lao did not reply, but stood up suddenly, put on the straw hat, and looked into the distance with a solemn expression.
"coming!"
Xu Xiaoshou: “……”
Damn you old man, you are cheating on me at this critical moment!
The chatter box has been opened so far, it’s almost gone.
If you don’t talk, why don’t you play?
Eh, that’s not right!
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly woke up.
Even the semi-holy Dao Qiang Cang cannot directly mention his name, and can only be referred to as the Lord of the Dao Palace.
What if this world really has such a level, a level belonging to the Holy Emperor!
Is this something that I can just discuss innately?
Looking at Sang Lao’s dark figure with backlight, Xu Xiaoshou fell silent.
Old man, there is no denying...
Isn’t that enough to explain the problem?
"who!"
For a moment, Xu Xiaoshou glanced in the same direction as Mr. Sang, and his pupils shrank.
In the "perception", a light blue light suddenly broke into the line of sight, and in the blink of an eye it stopped in the void, standing with a tilted sword.
Gou Wuyue!
Xu Xiaoshou was in a state of confusion.
This Moonless Sword Immortal, shouldn’t he be chasing the Eight Masters at this moment?
How is it possible to get here?
Changed the target?
Looked at Sang Lao, then at Gou Wuyue, and then looked at the super-large Dragon Fusion Realm erupting from the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly understood something.
I hope this damn old man didn’t just come here to catch up with me.
Chatting is just a way to kill time.
Even Yu Lingdi probably helped him escape from his origin.
His real purpose is to divert Bai Yi's attention and drag Gou Wuyue to this place, to this battlefield?
At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou's emotions were complicated and difficult to express.
The image of eight acquaintances with bloody scabs under their masks came to mind.
Xu Xiaoshou understood that there must be a reason why the Saint Slaves have not allowed Bazun Shu to take action.
In this situation, Cenqiaofu was held back, and the storyteller Haitang'er was not strong enough.
So, the rest...
“In the final analysis, he is still the second-in-command of the Holy Slave. Even if he has different aspirations, he can still share the same goals.”
“Sometimes, when others are unable to stand up and shoulder everything, the giant who could have relaxed his body has to choose to straighten his waist.”
Xu Xiaoshou thought, clenched his fists and kept pace.
Looking at the backlit figure in front of him, he looked a little skinny and malnourished, and his expression was solemn.