Chapter five hundred and fiftieth chapter Xuandu do whatever you want
Time passed by minute by minute, and soon it was 8:30.
Xu Ji put down the cell phone that had recorded the video, stretched out, lifted the car curtain, and looked out the window.
The night is hazy and full of dark shadows.
But with his eyesight, he could still clearly see the shadows of farmhouses several kilometers away.
The countryside here is dilapidated and old.
It looks very much like the remote rural areas in China from the last century that Xu Ji saw in old photos.
Nowadays, it is difficult to see similar scenes in China.
The advancement of industrialization and urbanization has brought countless young people to cities.
Those left behind in rural areas are basically the elderly.
Many villages have merged, and countless primary and secondary schools, which have educated generations of small-town problem solvers, are overgrown with weeds.
Perhaps, in twenty or thirty years, many people will really not be able to return to their hometowns.
Looking at the scenery outside, time passed like this bit by bit.
…
The helicopter's blades rotated, blowing the trees.
The bright light from the searchlight illuminates the path under the forest.
Decades ago, countless amounts of Agent Orange were dropped on this forest.
Hundreds of thousands of people fought here, and rivers of blood flowed!
Sitting at the door of the cabin, Zheng Chengye took out his pocket watch and looked at it.
There is a man in military uniform on the pocket watch.
That was his father, who had followed the Citi Army here and scheming with countless 'talking trees' in the jungle.
Something that aircraft, tanks and artillery could not do decades ago.
Today, decades later, I was conquered by green paper.
Zheng Chengye couldn't help but lick his lips as he thought back to the years he had been stationed in Jiaozhi.
Cochin women are really moist!
"The radar has detected a suspected target!" the helicopter pilot exclaimed in the headset: "It is running on the track not far in front of us!"
"Follow me!" Zheng Chengye took back his reverie and ordered decisively.
This is his mission.
Follow him, follow him from a distance.
Until the target is confirmed to exist!
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Western Pure Land World, Lingjiu Mountain.
Xuandu bid farewell to Ma Shan who escorted him to the door. After bowing to the attendant boy beside Ran Deng, he picked up the autumn wind blowing from the Vulture Palace and turned around with a smile.
Go to the palace and resume your life with your mentor.
However, just as Xuandu set up the cloud head, he stopped pulling it down.
"But my old friend wants to see Pindao?" He counted his fingers and seemed to have some idea, so he raised his voice and asked.
An auspicious cloud fell in front of Xuandu.
"Li Jing, a disciple of Chanjiao, has met Uncle Xuandu!" A golden-armored god general, carrying an exquisite pagoda, appeared in front of Xuandu and bowed his head.
"Li Jing?" Xuandu rolled his eyes and seemed to remember: "Oh..."
"I remember you..."
"That's the Li Jing who was afraid of the Dragon King of the East China Sea at the foot of Chentang Pass and forced his own children to cut their flesh and bones!"
Don't slap someone in the face!
In the teachings, the most important thing is the respect of superiors and inferiors. It talks about the kindness of fathers and the filial piety of sons, and the respect of brothers, friends and brothers.
From this, the laws of general ethics are derived!
As for what Li Jing did in the past, no matter who knows the truth, they will look down upon him!
"Uncle Master taught me, the disciples dare not refute!" That is to say, Li Jing is a disciple of Randenzuo. He has followed his master for a long time and has practiced the supreme magic skill. However, his face does not change even if he is pointed at by thousands of people. Therefore, Li Jing's expression is not only
He didn't change at all, but became enthusiastic: "It's just the inside story, but it's really not what my uncle knows!"
"What's the secret?" Xuandu laughed.
Do you really think that he has been drinking in the Eight Views Palace of Tusitatian for hundreds of thousands of years in Xuandu and not caring about worldly affairs?
Not to mention, Yang Jian, a disciple of Yuding Sect, often came to Xuandu to ask questions.
After going back and forth, I learned more things from Yang Jian.
Especially the events during and after the Great Tribulation of the Gods!
"But during the Great Tribulation of the Gods, you received the exquisite pagoda from Brother Randeng, and used this treasure to plan with Guangchengzi, hoping to beat Nezha into a trap and force him to recognize you as your father?"
"Are you ashamed?" Xuan Du was not polite.
His temperament has always been like this.
If he doesn't like something, he just says it.
Not only do you say it, but you also say it with great fanfare.
Big picture?
Pindao is the overall situation!
Teacher Pindao is Laojun, and Laojun is just a disciple like Pindao!
how?
Are you dissatisfied?
Don’t give in and hold it in!
In the past, during the Great Tribulation of the Gods, Xuandu said that he did not want to participate, so he refused to come forward even if he was killed.
Just be a microphone and a tool.
Every day I am either on the way to getting drunk or already drunk.
In front of the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, he was still in the mood to listen to Sanxiao scolding him while drinking with a smile.
The Chanjiao immortals were furious when they saw it, but they didn't dare to break out.
How could such a person treat Li Jing with false words?
If it weren't for the fact that he was a member of Xuanmen and was afraid of being bitten behind his back, Xuandu wouldn't even bother to talk to Li Jing.
Li Jing smiled cheekily: "What's the matter! What's the matter!"
But he never mentioned Nezha’s name!
In his heart, he scolded Nezha hundreds of times for being a traitor!
It's a pity that he didn't know that Nezha didn't even want to mention his name!
Now that the flesh has been cut and the bones removed, both cause and effect are clear.
Nezha will be Nezha from now on!
Not Li Nezha!
"Haha!" Xuandu was too lazy to talk to this man and asked directly: "You are here to stop me today. What can I do?"
Seeing this posture, Li Jing knew that Xuandu neither knew nor wanted to talk to him, so he bowed to him and said, "I have something to do. I want to ask my uncle for a reward..."
Xuandu immediately jumped up and straightened his face, as if: I'm not familiar with you, so don't say anything.
Li Jing had no choice but to bow to him again: "Since uncle is inconvenienced today, I don't dare to disturb you!"
Xuandu then became solemn, bowed his hands to Li Jing in return, then raised his cloud head and turned to Tushita Heaven.
It's just that in Dao's heart, some disdainful onomatopoeia will inevitably come out.
he...tui!
This is the case in Xuandu under the Renjiao Sect!
It has always been like this!
Go with whatever you want, no matter what!
Li Jing looked at Xuandu's back, his eyes wandering uncertainly.
"It seems..."
"Xuan Du came to the West, he must have a big plan!" He thought in his heart.
If not, why would Xuandu do what he did just now?
They are all disciples of Xuanmen. You can't see them when you look up.
Even if Li Jing doesn't like him, there's no need to slap him in the face!
It's too much to hide it! It's too much to hide it!
Thinking like this, Li Jing lowered his cloud head and landed directly at Lingjiu Palace.
He wants to see his mentor in person and seek confirmation of something!
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In Biyou Palace, Master Tongtian moved his fingers.
He knew immediately that the time was approaching and it was time to return to the Crystal Palace!
Then he used the magic formula and teleported to the familiar Crystal Palace.
When the saint's figure reappeared in the Crystal Palace, he heard the ticking sound of the phantom clock on the jade wall.
Leader Tongtian knows that it is already spring time in the human world.
He pinched his fingers slightly, and the various changes in all living beings in China turned into countless joys, welling up in the heart of the Tao.
The holy tree really grew up.
From a sapling, it has grown to a new stage.
The luck of the Chinese Taoist tradition also increased greatly!
Even the territory has expanded a lot to the Central Plains!
"Mercy! Mercy!" The saint praised repeatedly with joy: "You are indeed worthy of being one who escaped!"
He picked up the Qingping sword, patted the treasure, and pinched a piece of green lotus.
"It's time for Xu Ji to know more!" Master Tongtian said, and the color of the green lotus became brighter!
