Minghe, Fengzhu, Kunpeng, Hongyun, Zhunti, and Jieyin were six people in a row, breaking through the cultivation level of a saint.
He also looked like he was in pain, what the hell is this?
Others are trying their best to improve their cultivation. In order to advance to a higher level, they search everywhere for spiritual fruits and spiritual herbs, but in the end, they may not succeed.
How many people have taken all kinds of risks in order to become saints, and even so far, only Hongjun, Yin Yang, Qian Kun and others have succeeded.
The results of it?
The person in front of me not only became a saint easily, but he also looked like he didn’t want to become a saint?
Is this... humiliating them?
Yin Yang, Qian Kun opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
Hongjun was even more stunned on the spot, a little at a loss.
Wang Shuo's eyes finally fell on them, and he asked lightly: "What were you talking about just now?"
"I...I didn't say anything." Yin Yang shook his head crazily.
"I...I heard Daozu's sermon and came here to pay homage." Qiankun's face trembled and he swallowed his saliva as he said.
Hongjun even said bitterly: "Pindao...this time I'm here to ask for a glass of fruit wine."
After listening to Hongjun's words, Wang Shuo curled his lips and said, "You will enjoy it, but not everyone can drink my fruit wine. It depends on my mood."
When facing a saint, he treated him so calmly, not a trace of fear could be seen, and he even suppressed the person on the opposite side.
I'm afraid there is only the Qinglian Taoist in front of me.
When Wang Shuo finished his sermon, he waved his hand and released all the people imprisoned in the corner.
After these people came out, one or two of them had tears in their eyes.
Looking at people who were several levels below me before, now their cultivation levels are higher than mine.
I just wanted to cry without tears, and I had the urge to die.
"Why... why should I listen to other people's slander and question Qinglian Daozu... why." A quasi-sage monk cried and fell on the ground, feeling that he was going crazy.
Incomparable pain and discomfort... Such a huge opportunity slipped away from me, how can it not be uncomfortable?
Originally, he could have sat here, listened to Taoist ancestors' sermons, and gained great insights.
Even... with the same level of cultivation as Styx and others, he might become a saint directly.
result……
The opportunity to become a saint just disappeared before my eyes.
Others, why not? They are simply in pain.
I felt like I was about to collapse. The regret and discomfort kept lingering in my heart.
Whenever I think of it, it's a kind of heart-wrenching torture.
Then, the eyes of these people fell on the last fleshy man hiding in the corner. It was this man who deceived them, made them speak rudely, and missed the opportunity!
Thinking of this, one or two of them turned red, their eyes were bloodshot, showing fierce intent.
It was as terrifying as if he would pounce on him at any moment and skin and bones this fleshy man.
The tendon-flesh man swallowed subconsciously, but then he thought about it. He was from the Tiandao Alliance, and the three ancestors of the Tiandao Alliance were right in front of him. What was he afraid of?
He quickly ran up to Hongjun and said, "Ancestor, I am Iron Wood. I guarded the door for you back then. I came in the form of an Iron Wood."
"Yes, I remember." Hongjun glanced at him and immediately remembered.
When a group of people saw that the fleshy man knew the saint, they all dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. They were silent for a while.
And this man smiled complacently and said: "Ancestor, you have to protect me."
Hongjun nodded and then without even looking at this person, he said calmly: "You go back first."
"Ah? Go back first? What do you mean? Ancestor, don't you want to go back?"
The complexion of this fleshy man suddenly changed. Hongjun asked him to leave. What did this mean? Did he give up on him? There were so many people around him eyeing him. If the saint left him alone, he would definitely die!
Thinking of this, his body trembled, and taking advantage of everyone's relaxation, he rushed out and disappeared into the horizon.
The other people who were imprisoned took a look, bowed their hands to Wang Shuo and said goodbye, saying: "Qinglian Taoist, we are leaving first. We have caused many offenses, so please don't take it to heart."
"Go ahead, I'm not that narrow-minded." Wang Shuo waved his hand.
And these people, all with sullen faces, chased in the direction in which the sinewy man fled!
I chased him for tens of thousands of miles before I was surrounded by people.
In the end, this sinewy man was chopped into minced meat by a group of extremely angry monks, and the bones were thrown into the mountains and fed to the evil beasts.
And in Qinglian Daotai Mountain, inside the palace.
Yin Yang swallowed his saliva and laughed dryly: "Taozu, we are just here to take a look. Since the sermon is over, I will leave soon."
"Me too, I... I just heard that Daozu had a profound understanding of the law, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect it to be so amazing. Now it's over. I regret not coming earlier and listening to Quan Daozu's sermon."
After saying that, the two turned around and ran back dejectedly.
Those who came with those bold words and lofty ideals, stepped through Taotai Mountain, and made Taoist Qinglian look good.
It seems as if they have all been forgotten.
Hongjun shook his head and sighed: "Fellow Taoist Qinglian, Luo's aura has disappeared without a trace recently. I suspect that it has reached a critical moment to fuse the body of the gods and demons of chaos. If there is any accident then, please help me."
two."
"Oh? Luo, he didn't mess with me. This matter has nothing to do with me." Wang Shuo shook his head, and then said: "Today you came to Qinglian to Taishan. What do you want? Of course I know, and I haven't said it yet.
I’m giving you face.”
"I know..." Hongjun nodded helplessly. Looking at Wang Shuo, who had a weak aura and was only at the peak of a quasi-sage, he no longer dared to judge Wang Shuo's strength based on the level of cultivation.
At the same time, he also really hopes that Wang Shuo can make some efforts to destroy Luo. He has a hunch that as long as Wang Shuo is willing to take action, Luo will definitely
Doomed.
But this time...
The Qinglian Taoist didn't seem to be planning to take action, but gave him a cold look and said: "I haven't settled the accounts with you about Jie Yin and Zhunti, so get out of here before I change my mind.
, Otherwise, don’t blame me for turning against you."
Hongjun's entanglement made Wang Shuo's voice gradually become colder.
The matter is irreversible. When they originally planned to take over, they had already gone against Wang Shuo.
I thought that no one was aware of it, but who would have thought that nothing happened to these two people.
"Idiot...sigh..." I wanted to say something else, but all my words turned into a sigh.
Hongjun took a deep look at Wang Shuo, and finally turned around, leaving Qinglian Daotai Mountain with a somewhat lonely figure.
Even he himself didn't know if Luo achieved the strength of the Chaos God and Demon, whether he and others... would still have a chance to defeat him.