Chapter 346: You just believe what Pindao says, even Pindao doesn’t believe it himself
After all, I was so impressed by the moral saint who expounded the religion. The red-blooded man who stole straw in the middle of the night straightened his robes, worshiped Kunlun, and threatened to kill, but he was almost killed in the end.
Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun also worshiped Kunlun and threatened to kill, but was almost killed.
Afraid of leaving his grandson, he also had his head shaved.
Huang Long was even more unlucky to be hanged from the flagpole.
Even the sage Ran Deng Taoist who explained the teachings was defeated twice and fled in embarrassment. Now there is another person who wants to defeat Zhao Gongming. The Ran Deng Taoist also said that the great businessman Zhao Gongming is definitely not his opponent, and the result is almost the same.
After being killed instantly and fled, even the mount could only be left to die.
What's more, the length of the song was such that even Ran Deng Taoist had to react for a long time, but he couldn't react either. His eyes clearly said: Who is this guy?
Never would I have thought that there would be someone more brilliant than the person who taught me this religion.
But Nanhai Cihang Taoist and the Twelve Golden Immortals also remembered the news Yang Jian brought back from Kunlun. In times of crisis, experts would come to help.
'Could this guy really be able to deal with that Zhao Gongming?'
Of course, this is just what later generations said, and what I was thinking was true. Could this person really be able to deal with Zhao Gongming?
But it was too long to just write a song, which made even the people from Nanhai Cihang Taoist couldn't help but guess for a long time, completely guessing word for word, where did this Luya Xianren, who called himself a savage, come from?
In the same hypocritical conversation, Taoist Lu Ya said in his heart: Do you believe what Pindao says? Even Pindao himself doesn't believe it...
In the end, I had to sit out and be silenced by the other master, Lu Ya, who was idle. Everyone could only write a few words in songs, but this guy was better. He wrote songs endlessly, so he just sat silently on the reed canopy with hanging green flowers.
, pretending to be a god or saint.
The living beings of the Western Zhou Dynasty under the canopy couldn't help but be dumbfounded. As expected, they were all immortal Qi practitioners. They didn't eat, drink or go to the toilet, but they just sat silently, which saved food.
Soon another day and night passed. At Sishui Pass of Dashang, the monarch of Dashang and the female fairy Han Zhixian of Jin'ao Island had another night of deep love;
Hanzhixian, who became the concubine of the Great Shang monarch, was even more obedient than the Golden Lady. She immediately retreated to the status of the concubine of the Great Shang monarch. She no longer shouted about fighting, but only stayed with Di Xin affectionately.
As the complete leader and representative of Jie Jiao, Zhao Gongming could not help but feel happy. In Sishui Pass, he celebrated with Yu Hua, the fourth king of the Ten Heavenly Kings, who was also a Jie Jiao disciple, and Yin Pobai, etc.
The ministers and generals of the great merchants accompanied him.
They are all loyal people, so they naturally have a common voice.
On the reed canopy with green hanging flowers in front of the Western Zhou Dynasty, those who explained the teachings were all hypocrites, but they all knew each other and had nothing to say.
It can be said that I know you are hypocritical, and you also know that I am hypocritical, so what can I say? It is better to just sit in silence, so as to show that we, moral saints, are different from those heretical sects.
Soon the day and night passed, and Di Xin and Han Zhixian were still watching at the juncture of Sishui River.
Then, without waiting for the group of hypocritical, insidious, despicable and shameless people to be arranged again, they were hitting the golden bell and hitting the jade again, slowly and extremely disgustingly. Zhao Gongming simply took the initiative to leave Sishui Pass first.
Zhao Gongming has no interest in waiting to see Taoist monk Ran Deng of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Chan teach and come out again. One time is enough.
So he just went to the front of the formation and shouted loudly. With the ability of a Daluo-level Qi practitioner, his voice spread throughout the two formations.
"Randeng, you are a saint who explains the teachings, how come you escaped yesterday? Come out and fight me, Zhao Gongming!"
The sound of shouting spread throughout both formations, but in front of the Western Zhou formation it could be heard even on the reed canopy with hanging flowers, so Nezha still needed to go up to the reed canopy to report.
Taoist Nanhai Cihang, Zhenren Yuding, Daoxing Tianzun, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, everyone's expressions couldn't help but change when they heard this;
I also knew that every time I and others would line up to attack Jin Zhongyu, they would all come out slowly. It was obvious that the instructor Zhao Gongming couldn't wait any longer, so he took the initiative to call for the formation.
Taoist Cihang's clear eyes couldn't help but flicker.
Taoist Ran Deng will never go out again, no matter who invites him, it will be useless. Even if he almost died yesterday, his physical body that has been practicing Qi for countless years will definitely be twisted into two pieces by the golden scissors.
As a result, Nezha reported it, but no one responded.
Lu Ya, the barbarian and idler expert who came, smiled and spoke directly.
"The poor will go away."
After he finished speaking, he came out singing under the canopy under the gaze of everyone.
"Visiting Xuanzhen deep in the haze, sitting on the sand head to wash away the illusory dust.
The seven emotions and six desires are gone, and the fame and achievements are paid to the water, and you are free and at ease.
Looking for old men in the wild to fish together, looking for poets to sing and sing together. Music, it’s not like the universe."
Composing songs again?
Under the reed canopy, everyone in Sanyi of Western Zhou Dynasty was stunned.
The Twelve Golden Immortals on the reed canopy with hanging green flowers also couldn't help but look strangely in their eyes. They came all day and night and said nothing more than they wrote songs...
How coquettish do you have to be to be able to compose songs instead of talking nicely?
But even Taoist Ran Deng couldn't help but have a strange look on his face.
Nezha, Yang Jian and other disciples under the canopy were even more blank-eyed, not knowing who they were from West Kunlun.
Even Rendeng Taoist and the Twelve Golden Immortals under Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain did not recognize him, and Zhao Gongmingzi under Jiejiao also did not recognize him.
Seeing a stranger singing a song in a coquettish way, he couldn't help but ask.
"Who is the Taoist who came?"
But before he could finish his words, the strange Taoist actually spoke like a lunatic.
"I have a name, but you don't recognize me. I am neither an immortal nor a saint. You listen to me. The song goes:
Nature is like floating clouds and intention is like wind, drifting across the sea with no trace.
Or watch the bright moon in the East Ocean, or ride on the dragon near the South China Sea.
The tigers and leopards from the three mountains are all riding, and Qingluan from the five mountains is following.
No wealth, no hairpin, no name in Yuxu Palace.
There is a peach tree in Xuandu Temple. I can drink three glasses of wine as I wish.
I like to play chess with my mysterious friends and sit quietly on the rocks listening to the roar of deer.
The leisurely chanting of poems is shocking to the heaven and the earth, and the quiet music of Yaoqin is full of temperament.
I don't know how to be famous, and my efforts are in vain. I am here now and I am absolutely clear.
The poor Taoist people are the scattered people of West Kunlun and Luya."
Completely like a lunatic, he composed a long series of songs, and even Zhao Gongming couldn't help but be stunned when he finally heard it.
Nangong Shi, Mao Gongsui, and other veterans of the Western Zhou Dynasty formation couldn't help but twitch their lips when they heard this, 'There are such shameless people...'
But when I heard that some Sanren Lu Ya came from nowhere, he said such an extremely fair thing, which made Zhao Gongming instantly furious, feeling that he was being played by the Taoist in front of him!
When Sanren Luya finished composing the song, he couldn't help but shout.
"What a demon! How dare you hurt others with such words? You are going too far to bully me!"
At the same time as the shout fell, the golden scissors were immediately sacrificed, and in an instant there were two more dragon roars that shook the world, and once again attracted the extremely shocked eyes of everyone in the two groups.
But unexpectedly, as soon as the two dragon roars sounded, Sanren Luya turned into a golden light and fled, and his figure disappeared from the place.