Jiuzun asked

"Senior, you know me." Ye Sanji called out, glanced at Xiao and asked.

"My apprentice Zhang Xiaofan's subordinates are defeated." After Xiao Wendao finished speaking, his pupils lit up and he looked at Mingwang Mountain.

After hearing what Xiao Wendao said, Ye Sanji was not uncomfortable, he just smiled and stood behind Xiao Wendao with his hands behind his back.

"Why did you enter Mingwang Mountain?" Xiao asked.

"Ten gods."

Ye Yu and Ye Sanji shouted in unison, expressing what was in their hearts.

"Ten Divine Instruments." Xiao asked softly, thinking about the name in his mind.

"Senior..." Ye Yu said softly, and continued: "I was ordered by Master Chanyi to find the ten gods. Mo Shangxie, who was one of the three ancients back then, settled down by Do the math."

When Xiao asked about the divination, his eyes lit up, and he knew what Nalan Chanyi was thinking.

"Would you like to go now, or should I do it?" Xiao asked and glanced at Ye Sanji.

Ye Sanji looked at Xiao Wendao's eyes with more murderous intent, called to Xiao Wendao, and said, "Senior, don't be annoyed."

"Do you think I'll let other people get their hands on the Ten Divine Instruments?" Xiao Wen asked softly, and his bloody clothes made a sound.

"Since the picture is the Ten Divine Instruments, I will definitely not get my hands on it. However, if I help Senior obtain the Ten Divine Instruments, I don't know if Senior is willing to help me." After Ye Sanji finished speaking, he took out a handle from his pocket. Ink umbrella.

"Ten parasols." Ye Yu called out, but he was inexplicably frightened.

"The three disciples passed down by the Taoist ancestors are the three ancient Taoist monarchs. The thing passed down by Litian Xianjun is the ten parasols. And the thing passed down by Li Tai of Chaosheng Pavilion is the ten-fang brush." Ye Yu narrated, and took another look at the quaint umbrella.

"Ten gods, break yin and yang. Ten parasols, determine the universe. Ten square brushes, draw life and death." Ye Sanji called out, and put the ten parasols behind his back.

Ye Yu glanced at Ten Parasols, then at the red-sleeved woman behind Ye Sanji, cupped her hands and said, "I don't know this senior, but He Xian from Tianjian Pavilion."

"He Xuewei, who is falling into the world." Xiao asked indifferently.

The woman standing behind Ye Sanji stood aside like a branch of lotus, and He Xuewei's bun was full of half-inch cicada-colored red hairpins.

"It's me." He Xuewei nodded indifferently, only to see that there were three eyes in her pupils.

Thinking about it, Li Huo Jue.

Xiao Wenwen was covered with colorless Lihuo all over his body, even the loess under his feet was scorched black.

"You and I are not the same thing, so there is no need to go to war." He Xuewei's temperament is as gentle as Chu He's.

Unexpectedly, as soon as He Xuewei's words fell, the half-inch cicada on the bun was held in her palm, and she headed towards the dark clouds of Mingwang Mountain.

In an instant, layers of dark clouds on Mingwang Mountain changed color.

The dark clouds on the top of the mountain gradually turned red like the red leaves of phoenix trees in mid-autumn.

call!

A burst of thought force burst out from Mingwang Mountain, this wave of thought force is like the thin string that pulls a kite.

Xiao Wenwen could only see the surrounding environment, without a breath of wind, but changing.

"Take care of each other." He Xuewei called out softly, and her figure disappeared into the evening wind.

After the storm, there is a clear sky.

The place where Xiao Wenwen was located was in front of a mountain gate, and two characters were engraved on the mountain gate.

One word is, nine.

Nine is the pinnacle of numbers.

One word is Li.

Li means the beginning of all things.

The word Jiuli is quite familiar to both Jiuzhou and Wanhai Immortal Territory.

Taoist ancestor, seven steps to immortality.

After becoming an immortal, the Taoist gate created is the Jiuli Immortal Gate.

Xiao Wenwen went up the steps, only to see words engraved on the stone steps, and the words on each row of stone steps were different.

The first stone steps headed by the stone steps are engraved with the word "one".

Looking at each level, Xiao Wendao was able to recite all the characters on the stone steps.

"The Classic of Taoism - Morality."

Among the Taoist scriptures handed down by Taoist ancestors, "Tao De Pian" ranks first.And monks, the reason why the chapter on morality is called a divine work.

That is, in the chapter on morality, every word is a pearl, and every word is a mystery.

It is a rare talent to cultivate Taoism if you can see through the words of Taoism in the chapter on morality.

But Xiao Wenwen sneered at the moral chapter, always feeling that it was a "moral chapter" in his heart.It's just the rules of the Taoist theory, and the square and circle are drawn.

Xiao Wenwen climbed up the steps, and when he was stepping on the stone steps, he heard the sound of the Hong Zhong of Jiuli Daoyuan.

"After entering the Taoist school, there is no way back." An ethereal voice came from Jiuli Daoyuan.

"No way...no way."

Even the tits beside the stone steps were also clamoring.Xiao Wenwen just smiled knowingly, but stretched out his hand to grab the tit in the palm of his hand.

The tit struggled a few times in the palm.

After falling a few white feathers, it flapped its wings and flew again.

In Xiao Wenwen's sea of ​​consciousness, the "Flying Arrow Art" unexpectedly appeared.Picking up the feathers that fell on the ground, and chanting "Flying Arrow Jue" in his heart, he killed the tits hiding in the forest one by one.

"The art of seizing souls." Xiao asked in the sea of ​​consciousness, full of fear.

When the wind and rain were not heard, he was "soul-robbed" by someone, Xiao asked to concentrate. , I saw that the stone steps he had stepped on collapsed layer by layer.

Xiao Wenwen put his strength together on his legs, but his legs still moved up.

He already understood in his heart that what he saw and heard was nothing but what Mo Shangxie experienced back then.

Step by step, step up.

At this time, the season of Jiuli is in the early spring, and the green trees are bathed in the sun, lush and lush.

"Hundred-step flying sword."

In the Jiuli Taoist Temple, there are many people who practice Taoism diligently.And the Taoism of Jiuli Taoist Temple is all enlightened by oneself.

"Hmph, the hundred-step flying sword...if the enemy is standing a thousand steps away, how can we kill it?" Mo Shangxie shouted, holding the flying sword in his palm, and threw it at the person who controlled the sword.

The man who controlled the sword had a terrified expression, and had no choice but to avoid the flying sword.

And that flying sword happened to stop a hundred steps away in mid-air, and it didn't take a step forward.

Suddenly, the flying sword moved and stabbed at the man holding the sword.

The man who controlled the sword slumped down on the ground, shaking his head with the tip of the sword towards him.

In a breath, the sword fell to the ground, and everyone fell silent.

"The evil."

Hearing a voice from the courtyard of Jiuli Taoist Temple, the rest of the cultivators retreated.

Mo Shangxie was the only one left in the huge dojo.

"What sword technique are you practicing?" the old man called out.

"Master, I practice the Thousand-Step Flying Sword." Mo Shangxie glanced at it, and continued, "Or, the Ten-thousand-step Flying Sword."

"How is it different from that hundred-step flying sword?"

"Fly farther."

Daozu turned his back and pointed at the two birds playing in the air.

"There are hundreds of schools of thought."

Daozu uttered these five characters, called out to Mo Shangxie, and said, "You come to enlightenment."

The word enlightenment fell into the sea of ​​consciousness of Mo Shangxie and Xiao Wendao.

It seems that Mo Shangxie is still enlightened after thousands of years and thousands of years.

"Where does it look like the front of the bottle?"

Xiao Wenwen said with his hands behind his back, very much like the Taoist ancestor!