Xu Ji looked at the two people who sat down in front of him respectfully.
He simulated a 'loving father' like a 'loving father', and even looked at the two people with a kind expression.
A kind and loving father, he is supported by all people.
The great steel leader has returned to his loyal Red Square!
Nature is no longer as cold as iron.
Instead, it turns into a spring breeze, soothing people's hearts.
As soon as the thought came to his mind, Xu Ji said to the two of them: "I have been in seclusion for thousands of years and have not yet walked in the mortal world..."
"I don't know what the Three Realms are like now?"
Xuandu quickly bowed his head and replied: "Reporting to Uncle Master, this disciple has been following the teacher for thousands of years and rarely leaves the dojo. He rarely hears about things in the lower world..."
"I just heard from time to time that five hundred years ago, there was a drastic change in the lower realm, and the capital of Zhou was destroyed. It was vaguely caused by a disaster!"
How dare he directly answer such a fatal question?
Xu Ji listened silently, already understanding that the things that happened five hundred years ago that Xuandu talked about were closely related to the thousand-year-old... um... old god.
That's why I was so cautious and didn't dare to answer directly.
But never mind!
He looked at the canopy and asked softly: "Canopy!"
"The disciples are here!" Tianpeng immediately came out of the queue happily: "What do you have to teach the master?"
Xu Ji looked at him and asked: "Tell me..."
"What does the lower world look like now?"
Of course Tianpeng would not dare to make any false claims in front of the saint.
Because a saint can see the three realms as soon as his thoughts move.
If there is no other saint to cover it up, you can tell which one is right and which one is wrong at a glance!
Therefore, he answered without any psychological pressure: "Reporting to the teacher, now in the lower world..."
"Disciple can only use four words to describe..."
"The rituals are ruined and the music is ruined!"
"Is the ceremony ruined?" Xu Ji smiled.
Except for the fact that he has no beard, the way he smiles is almost the same as that of the loving father.
In my mind, thoughts swirled.
He remembered what Xuandu had told him before, 'the capital of Zhou was broken'.
That happened five hundred years ago.
Let’s connect it to what Tianpeng said about ‘the collapse of rituals and the collapse of music’.
Some guesses slowly took shape in my mind.
"I'm not in a fairy world..." Xu Ji thought, "but a mythical world!"
"In the mythical world before Journey to the West!"
"The Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period?"
With thoughts swirling in his mind, he looked towards Xuandu.
He asked softly: "Senior brother, are you in Luoyang now?"
Xuandu raised his head with confusion.
Xu Ji knew immediately.
Even sooner!
Today is an even older era before Laozi left the Tao Te Ching.
So, Xu Ji laughed softly: "Then we are preparing to go to Luoyang!"
"Probably, when senior brother's elixir is completed, it's time to set off!"
Who dares to accept this in Xuandu?
He could only kneel on the ground: "This disciple is stupid and doesn't know what my uncle means!"
But the horror inside was unbearable.
His teacher had been refining alchemy for a thousand years in the Laojun Temple of the Eight Views Palace in Tusita.
Although Xuandu didn't know the magical effect of the furnace god pill.
But he also understood that this was the magical elixir related to his teacher's Daoguo.
It even cost the teacher several yuan of cloth.
Now, it has been revealed by the Saint of Jiejiao.
Although, he didn't know whether what the Saint of Jiejiao said was true?
But how can what the saint said be false?
Even if it misses, I'm afraid it's not far behind.
"It doesn't matter!" Xu Ji thought of the homework left for him by the old...well...the old god.
Let him be responsible for receiving this 'nephew'.
With limited information, it was difficult for him to accurately grasp the layout of today's mythical world.
In this case, let's kick the ball and pretend to be inscrutable!
"When you go back, ask your senior brother and you will know!" he said.
Then, he looked at Xuandu and asked: "Senior brother specially sent my nephew here to meet me this time..."
"It must have a deep meaning..."
"Why don't you, my nephew, just talk openly?"
Xuandu bowed his head respectfully and glanced at the canopy behind him.
Tianpeng immediately got up knowingly, apologized, and retreated out.
Wait until the canopy arrives outside the palace.
Xuandu Ji made an apology, and then said: "Teacher ordered his disciples to come to his uncle's seat to report to him: During the great catastrophe in the past, although they had fought against each other, they had the same origin and were taught by the same person.
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"Ha!" A chuckle echoed in my ears.
When Xuandu heard this, he immediately bowed his head and said, "Uncle, please forgive me!"
But in my heart, I couldn't help but lament: "Uncle Tongtian really hates the teacher!"
Thinking about it carefully, Xuandu had to admit it.
It would be ridiculous if the saint of Jiejiao could let go of the things of the past!
In the past, when you taught Jiejiao, you had more than ten thousand immortals under your sect?
Nowadays, haven't the ten thousand immortals of the past disappeared into ashes?
It means that the true spirit is on the list of gods, and its life and death are controlled by others. It also loses its body and loses hope of further progress - unless those immortals on the list can find those innate treasures and use their supreme magical power to reshape it.
physical body.
Just like the third-generation disciple of Chanjiao, Nezha, the Great God of the Three Altar Huihai Sea.
Otherwise, the immortals on the list of gods will always be trapped in their current realm.
They are all just the living dead!
The fate of those Jiejiao Immortals who were taken captive to the West was even more tragic.
Not just enslaved by enemies.
He will also be humiliated and bullied by him.
In the past thousand years, the immortals who were kidnapped to the West must have been grinding their teeth and bearing the burden of humiliation all the time.
The cause and effect of the Great Tribulation of the Gods is so great that it cannot be explained in just a few sentences.
What's more, there is a fundamental conflict or contradictory competition between the Jiejiao Dao and the Dao of the other four saints.
Otherwise, why would the saints of the Confucian Church need to seek help from Western religions during the great calamity of becoming gods? Then why would the two Western saints risk such great karma to get involved?
However, Xuandu didn't like it.
Fighting in the same room.
But we still need to ask for foreign help.
This is the reason why Xuandu would rather sleep in Tushita Heaven than get involved in the Great Tribulation of the Gods in the past.
He would rather not end the disaster than participate in it.
Fortunately, Xuandu is just giving it a try.
He never expected that just a few words of his own could make the Saint of Jiejiao put aside his past grudges.
He remembers his mission.
He is here to unleash kindness.
Then he bowed and said, "Uncle Master, I have something to say to my disciple Xuan Du, and I would like to tell it to Uncle Master..."
"Speak!" The saint's voice was ethereal.
Xuandu immediately kowtowed: "Uncle Master, you are magnanimous!"
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"I..." Tongtian Cult Master chewed on what the mortal said: "Li Er..."
"I'm Li Er!"
He slowly closed his eyes, his Taoist heart beating slowly.
"If what this mortal said is true..."
"Eldest brother, I'm afraid you will be one step ahead of me and have your own 'name'!"
The saint has no surname, the saint has no name, and the saint has no voice.
This is nameless simplicity!
but……
At the same time, saints are also eager to have their own unique names.
In this way, the number of Yin and Yang can be used to make up for one's own shortcomings.
Therefore...
Leader Tongtian opened his eyes: "If what I expected is correct..."
"Tai Qing is Li Er!"
"But Li Er is not too clear!"
This is interesting.
Because, Master Tongtian found that he seemed to be at or close to this stage.
He is Xu Ji, and Xu Ji is also him.
But he is not Seo Ji, and Seo Ji is not him!
so……
In the end, whoever is Taishang will become Li Er first.
Or did he have a name first?
"Let me compete with senior brother again!" the leader said softly, and his Taoist heart actually became excited.
He is the most powerful saint in the Tao Ancestor's sect.
This is something recognized by the three worlds!
However, in terms of understanding and understanding of the Great Dao, the leader also knew that he was far inferior to his two senior brothers.
If only he could be the first to get his name.
That……
This made him even happier than actually defeating Taiqing.
