"They shouldn't be kept in the dark, and they shouldn't have their path to immortality and enlightenment cut off inexplicably."
"The six meridians must be poured down."
"Only in this way will the mysterious force that interferes with China take action."
Mengbailou washed dishes and served noodles and said: "In the past, I always believed that the Taoists were the fair and selfless law enforcers of China. Little did I know, their lineage had long since become the lackeys of others."
"Tell me, who made the agreement between Liumai and the Taoist?"
"Is it really true that the six masters of the Six Meridians made a covenant together thousands of years ago?"
"If this is the case, why is it never recorded in the ancient books of the sect?"
The old man sweeping the floor turned off the TV, closed his eyes and rested his mind, saying, "Who knows, what they are doing is nothing more than making the six meridians coexist."
"If the six meridians do not collapse, the soul of the earth will never be destroyed."
"That thing swallows the energy of creation between heaven and earth all the time, sensing each other, and the dragon head occupied by Kunlun flows silently into the immortal's tomb."
"And the Tomb of the Immortal is exactly the lair of the Taoist."
"I couldn't understand it before. I thought Kunlun was the head of the six meridians, sitting at the head of the dragon."
"Now look at it, dragon head, dragon body, dragon tail, who can compare with the dragon ball in the immortal tomb?"
Meng Bailou continued: "There is a large amount of creation energy gathered in the immortal's tomb. Logically speaking, it is easy to become an immortal."
"Why is it that in the past two thousand years, among Taoists like us, no one has achieved the supreme immortal body and ascended to heaven in the daytime?"
The old man sweeping the floor said irritably: "You ask me, who should I ask?"
"Don't worry, the truth will come out one day."
"This day is coming soon."
Mengbailou put two bowls of boiled water on the table, rummaged through the box and took out a pack of expired pickled mustard and said, "Your disciple is born with a talent for civility and martial arts. He is an extraordinary monster."
"With him here, even if Chen Xuanjun succeeds in his plan to get rid of Lingxi, it does not mean that Kunlun will be defeated."
"Although the true dragon dies, there is still a true phoenix."
The old man sweeping the floor put down the stainless steel tea cup in his hand and said seriously: "The real phoenix is a mortal, so there is nothing to worry about."
"The day Lingxi dies in the Hongluan Tribulation will also be the day Suning dies."
"As for Xinglan, he is trapped in the inner demons and cannot save himself. What can he do to save Kunlun?"
"What I'm most concerned about right now is the guy who robbed the soul blood of Dao Sect and Xuan Sect."
"What exactly is he going to do? What does it have to do with Kunlun?"
"It appears out of nowhere, has no origin, and cannot be traced."
Mengbailou divided the mustard that had expired for half a month into two parts, one half for each person and said: "Lingxi was taken away by Blind Tong. If the true identity of that person is not known, the Taoist will never let him go easily."
"Someone is giving us a headache about this matter, just wait and see."
"By the way, the Kunlun Demon-Slaying Talisman is in your hand, right?"
The old man sweeping the floor got up and ate his noodles and said, "What do you think?"
Meng Bailou laughed loudly and said: "You, you are not kind. You faked your death and escaped, and you also took away Kunlun's biggest trump card."
"No wonder Ji Xuanqing, who regards Lingxi as the lifeblood of Kunlun, would bow to the Taoist. I bet he has lost his only support."
"Liu Sansheng, Liu Sansheng, I feel ashamed to be as cruel as you."
The old man sweeping the floor said indifferently: "Don't hurt me by being ignorant. It sounds like you didn't take away Xuanmen's trump card."
"What is the seal hanging on your waist? Ask yourself."
"A fox that came down from the mountain, let's not blame anyone for being naughty."
"Those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters and are cruel?"
"Is it comfortable to be treated like a beast and raised in the land of China?"
Liu Sansheng, the previous head coach of Kunlun, sneered and said repeatedly: "I feel uncomfortable and toss and turn every night."
