Qingshi and Qingli looked at each other, a little stunned.
On the long river of destiny, those who do not know Sanqing Temple will never find Zixiao Mountain.
But no one who understands the Three Purities Concept dares to come and cause trouble!
But now, someone actually came to the door, clamoring to smash their plaque. This did not make Qing Shi and Qing Li angry, but rather surprised and unbelievable.
Who dares to be so bold?
On one side, Emperor Wuxu also said in surprise: "It's strange that someone comes to Zixiao Mountain to feel uncomfortable. What's the difference between this and committing suicide?"
Qingshi smiled and said: "The fact that the other party came to the door has proved that he is not an ordinary person. To be honest, my curiosity was aroused."
Qingli frowned and said: "I am different from you. No matter who this person is, he has aroused my murderous intention!"
Smash the plaque!
It’s like destroying their Sanqingguan sign!
In the long river of destiny, unless there is a blood feud, no one would dare to do such a heartbreaking thing.
In a sense, smashing the plaque is tantamount to removing their Sanqing Guan from their orthodoxy!
This is also the biggest provocation to an orthodox tradition!
"Don't panic, wait and see before talking."
Qingshi smiled, faced outside the hall, and said, "Give me the order to ask Songming to go see what's going on outside."
“I will obey my ancestor’s decree!”
A respectful voice immediately sounded outside the hall.
torch.
The ninth deacon of Sanqingguan Lower Court.
Unlike other cultivating forces, this is the lower courtyard of Sanqing Temple after all, with only four elders of the "Qing" generation sitting in charge.
In addition, there are nine deacons named "Song" who are specifically responsible for different matters in the House of Commons.
It is worth mentioning that those who can hold the position of deacon of Sanqing Temple have a far higher status in the long history of destiny than some of the leaders of some ancient orthodox traditions!
"We can just sit here and watch."
Qing Shi raised his hand a little, and countless silver forbidden secret patterns emerged, evolving into a light curtain, like a mirror that can detect people's light, reflecting the scene outside the Zixiao Mountain.
Immediately, Qingli and Emperor Wuxu looked over.
…
Outside Zixiao Mountain.
Li Sansheng, with a scruffy beard and dark complexion, squatted alone in an open space outside the mountain gate.
He squinted his eyes, held a piece of grass in his mouth, looked at the Zixiao Mountain, and stroked his chin from time to time.
Before his voice came out, everyone on Zixiao Mountain had been alarmed. The first people to react were the two descendants of Sanqing Temple who were guarding the mountain gate.
A man and a woman, both dressed in feathered Taoist robes, with light cyan Taoist crowns, long sleeves, and radiant looks.
In fact, anyone who can practice in the Three Pure Observations, even a cat or a dog, has a great background.
Anyone who understands the ins and outs of Three Pure Views will know more clearly how difficult it is to enter into the practice of Three Pure Views.
If you are not watched by the Three Pure Ones, even the infinite Taoist masters who have set foot on the eternal level will not be able to enter the threshold of the Three Pure Ones!
"May I ask who you are and why you come to provoke me?"
At the gate of the mountain, the man in feathered robes frowned and spoke.
When he spoke, he clasped his fists and bowed in a salute from afar.
In his eyes, Li Sansheng in the distance looked like a dilapidated vagabond, with no trace of the air of a master in his body.
However, he naturally does not judge people by their appearance.
The character who can cross the long river of destiny and find their Sanqing Temple is destined to be an ordinary person.
Therefore, his attitude was very polite and his etiquette was in place.
Li Sansheng, who was squatting there, laughed.
He could see that the politeness and etiquette of the man in feathers showed his cultivation as a descendant of Sanqing Guan. He was pretending to be generous and proud of his status.
"Why don't you speak?"
The man in feathers frowned more and more.
On one side, the woman in feathers said coldly: "Senior brother, this person previously clamored to smash the plaque of our Sanqing Temple. He is clearly here to stir up trouble. Why are you still being polite to him?"
"You have to have a reason to make trouble. I don't understand why this strange guy suddenly did this."
The man in feather said solemnly.
"No matter what the reason is, why not capture him first and ask for the reason later?"
The woman in Yuyi was very unhappy with her cold words and wanted to take action immediately.
From beginning to end, Li Sansheng just squatted there, looking lazy.
Just like he often squats on his own one-third of an acre of land and looks at the ants on the ground, and he can look at them for a long time.
In his eyes, there are only two kinds of people in this world, one is ants and the other is not ants.
Ants are the majority.
Not from ants... too little, too little.
Li Sansheng has always been very patient when dealing with ants, because Mai's clamor and provocation are too insignificant and powerless.
If he gets impatient, he can easily crush them with one finger.
However, Li Sansheng rarely does this.
Who is a hero if he kills some little ants?
If you want to kill...you must also kill those big ants!
At this time, a group of figures appeared inside the gate of Zixiao Mountain.
The leader was a man wearing a silver Taoist crown and a stern face. He held a green jade ruler in one hand and carried a three-foot-long red gourd on his back.
torch.
The ninth deacon of Sanqingguan Lower Court.
Behind him were some old men and women in the lower courtyard, each with a more terrifying aura than the last.
They are all on the eternal path.
These old people crowded behind Song Ming, like stars over the moon.
Seeing this, the man and woman guarding the mountain gate hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects.
"You want to smash my plaque of Sanqing Temple?"
Song Ming's eyes were like lightning as he looked at Li Sansheng squatting on the ground in the distance.
He didn't ask about the other person's origins, and he didn't show any courtesy. He just questioned him directly, and his attitude was very strong.
"Those big ants are watching the fun, and it's really boring to let you little ants test it."
Li Sansheng sighed.
Ant?
That guy...actually called the people in the lower courtyard of Sanqing Temple ants?
Everyone was stunned and almost couldn't believe their ears.
Song Ming's expression was calm and unmoved, and he said: "The grievances have their owners, and the debts have their owners. Since you are obviously an extraordinary person, and you have come to stir up trouble, there must be a reason. Can you tell me so that we can understand?"
Li Sansheng held grass in his mouth and said vaguely: "I'm just here to smash the plaque. How can I have any reason? Why do I need a reason?"
With that said, he stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his butt, then looked at Song Ming and others inside the mountain gate, and grinned:
"If you insist on one reason, then there is only one. I... I see that you are unhappy with the Three Purities. What's the reason?"
His words were not loud, but they resounded clearly throughout the world.
All of a sudden, everyone in the Sanqing audience frowned and felt angry.
They thought they were very restrained, but they didn't expect that they met a bastard who didn't know what to do!
Song Ming is very calm.
He stared at Li Sansheng indifferently for a while and said: "The plaque of our Sanqing Temple lower courtyard is located on the 'Central Hall' halfway up the mountain. If you have the ability, you can try to smash it!"
Li Sansheng smiled and said, "Thank you for telling me, I'll go right away."
As he spoke, he spat out the piece of grass he was holding in his mouth, and walked towards the gate of Sanqing Mountain without hesitation.
It doesn't look like someone who comes to stir up trouble, but rather like a tourist who takes advantage of the beautiful spring weather to visit the garden and enjoy the mountains and rivers.
"Senior Brother Songming, do you want to use the forbidden formation to kill him outside the mountain gate?"
Someone sent a message asking,
"No, even if a bad guest comes to our door, we can't lose our etiquette. We'll ask you to enter the urn first!"
Song Ming responded indifferently, "Let's see how capable he is."
Everyone nodded slightly.
They were also curious about who this strange man with a scruffy beard and hair was, and how powerful he was.
"Stop! If you dare to go beyond the mountain gate, you will be killed!"
At the mountain gate, the man and woman guarding the mountain gate were filled with murderous intent, and they each sacrificed their treasures.
"Ants blocking the road are asking for trouble."
Li Sansheng smiled and flicked a piece of grass in his hand in the air.
Quietly, a strange scene happened, and the man and woman disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.
wrong!
Instead of disappearing, someone was shocked to find that on the piece of grass in Li Sansheng's hand, there were two more tiny ants!
"this……"
Everyone was horrified.
What kind of secret method is this?
It should be noted that as the gatekeepers of the lower courtyard of Sanqing Temple, although the man and woman have never set foot on the eternal path, they still have the Taoist practice at the level of immortal nine refinements!
In other orthodox traditions of Destiny, he could at least hold the position of deacon or protector.
But now, this man and woman didn't even have time to struggle, and they turned into ants!!
This is really scary.
"The art of transforming spirits?!"
"Isn't this the magical power of the witchcraft lineage?"
"Sure enough, those who come are not good, and those who are good will never come!"
Inside the ancient hall halfway up the mountainside of Sanqing Temple.
Qing Shi frowned.
The murderous intent in Qingli's eyes became more intense.
Emperor Wuxu's eyes were filled with strange colors.
They all instantly saw that what Li Sansheng used was the spirit transformation technique, which could turn enemies into birds, animals, vegetation, and rocks, which was extremely weird.
In the long river of destiny, only the witchcraft lineage is the best at these magical powers and secret arts!
"Senior brother, the enemy is coming to kill us, do we have to wait any longer?"
Qingli spoke in a deep voice, he never liked this approach.
"He killed someone again, so why bother."
Qing Shiyun said lightly, "Let's take a look, I'm becoming more and more curious about his origins."
Emperor Wuxu nodded with a smile, "Indeed, it's not like a raptor can cross the river. Let's see if that friend is a raptor or a small reptile."
Outside the mountain gate.
Li Sansheng did not stop.
Carrying the piece of grass, he was about to step into the mountain gate.
boom!
A sharp war spear thrust out from the mountain gate, bringing out a dazzling law of light like a waterfall.
That is the power of the eternal level.
The person who did it was an Infinite Taoist Master!!
Li Sansheng raised his hand and flicked his sleeves.
The divine light in the sky dissipated.
That war spear was broken into two pieces.
The person holding the war spear was a tall and powerful man with a strong figure. When he suffered such a blow, his expression suddenly changed.
But as Li Sansheng waved the grass in his hand, the tall man also disappeared out of thin air. And on the grass, there was an ant again!