Avenue of Red Clouds

Ao Liangchen nodded after hearing Queen Mother Xi’s words. Of course, he knew how powerful this calamity was. Those quasi-sages who went to the heavenly court were already entangled in cause and effect, and there was no hope of jumping out of the calamity. It was just that the calamity resulted in cause and effect, or The next thing is to take care of the cause and effect.

"Master is right. I felt that my way was not perfect ten thousand years ago. With Master’s reminder this time, I believe that after this calamity, I can definitely understand the way of the emperor. After the emperor's way is merged, the boundary will surely rise again." Ao Liangchen stepped out, looking at the endless sky, with a sense of momentum on his body.

Queen Mother Xi looked at the ambitious Ao Liangchen, her heart seemed to be back to the beginning, her complexion could not help flying on two red flowers, Ao Liangchen's figure was infinitely magnified in her eyes, every woman hoped that her man would be strong, and Queen Mother of the West naturally No exception.

Walking to Ao Liangchen's side, pulling up the corner of Ao Liangchen's clothes, standing behind him silently, no matter what Ao Liangchen did, she would spare no room to support.

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In Kunlun Mountains and Yuxu Palace, Primordial Heavenly Sovereign was a little anxious, and kept pinching and calculating, but the secrets at this time were already chaotic, even his saint, it was difficult to calculate at this time.

Hundreds of years ago, the original Tianzun became the West, and made a deal with the two sages of the West, and used a bitter plan to force Lao Tzu out. The four people jointly calculated, and finally calculated some secrets, that is, the future conferred god, will Came to explain and apprentice.

"There is still less than a hundred years to open the Quanzhou Tribulation, why didn't the people with the flying bear elephant come to Kunlun to apprentice? Could it be that I and the other sages made a mistake at the beginning!" Primordial Tianzun couldn't believe it, after all, the sage would be wrong. when.

Primitive Tianzun thought to himself, it should be that the time has not arrived yet, when the time is up, the man of the gods will definitely come to Kunlun, and he only needs to wait in Kunlun Mountain.

"Junior brother! Junior brother! When you signed the **** list in the Purple Cloud Palace, if you filled up the gods, you wouldn't have been so much calamity. Now I am afraid that you will be destroyed by the disaster." The original Tianzun murmured Talking to himself, dominating the teachings, naturally jealous of all the saints and teachers of the predecessor.

Although Primordial Tianzun regrets that the Lord Tongtian did not sign the list of gods, he is still a little excited. The saint is not dead, so what he cares most is his own morality, luck, and face. If the teaching is down, then his interpretation will become a great famine. The first teach.

Laozi’s teaching is only the Great Master Xuandu. Although it will not decline, it will definitely not be prosperous. In Western Buddhism, although there are two saints, how can it be prosperous in the West, and the only teaching that can be prosperous? It is my own interpretation.

The saint’s thoughts are so fast, so many thoughts are just a blink of an eye. When the Primitive Tianzun opened his eyes and looked at the Taoist Burning Lamp, his face showed a smile, and said with a smile: "The Daoist is now at the top of the Golden Immortal. Now the catastrophe is about to rise, and the day for fellow Taoists to prove the way has come."

The Taoist of the Burning Lantern was originally the power of the Zixiao Palace to listen to the aisles. However, because of his innate spiritual treasure and some own reasons, he has not become a quasi-sage until now. This makes the Taoist of the Burning an awkward life. in.

I think that a disciple of the younger generation has become a quasi-sage, and my own mighty power at the same time as the sage is still a great Luo Jinxian, this kind of thing is easy to say and not beautiful!

"Proof!" The Taoist man was overjoyed, and immediately looked at Primordial Tianzun excitedly, wanting to get the exact answer from Primordial Heavenly Lord.

He came to explain the teachings to prove the Dao, otherwise, why would he take his face down and worship the Primitive Tianzun as his teacher, after all, the two were fellow Daoists of the same period.

Suddenly, the face of Primordial Tianzun changed, the Taoist Burning Lamp seemed to feel his own recklessness, and he quickly said, "The disciple's chance to prove the Dao is in the midst of the calamity? Teacher, please explain.

Primitive Tianzun’s complexion gradually improved at this time. Although he called Taoist Ranlan a daoist, he never allowed Taoist Ranlan to not obey the etiquette of master and apprentice. Seeing Taoist Ranlan recognized his recklessness, Primitive Tianzun said faintly: "After this calamity, I will be reborn from the ashes. From then on, the predecessor will be happy."

Even though the Taoist of Burning Lantern bowed down to the Primordial Heaven, shouting for the teacher's mercy, after nine consecutive prayers, the Taoist of Primordial Heaven raised the Taoist and smiled.

"Go! Your chance is in the midst of the robbery." Primordial Tianzun said faintly, then gave up, indicating that the Taoist priest can go down the mountain to find the chance.

The Taoist Burning Lamp knows that his chance to become a quasi-sage is in the midst of the calamity, so naturally he will not hesitate. Even if he leaves Kunlun Mountain, his biggest wish now is to become a quasi-sage. After all, he is an old antique, and he The power of a time, that is not above the quasi-sage.

After leaving Kunlun Mountain, the Taoist of Burning Lantern walked forward based on his own feelings. Since the original Tianzun said that his chance was in the midst of the catastrophe, then it is not wrong to specify by his feelings~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What does the Taoist of Burning Lamp say? He was also a monk at the top of Daluo Jinxian, and he was flying very fast. After a day, he had come to the land of the human race, near the west.

Suddenly, the Taoist Burning Lamp felt an unexplainable feeling in his heart, as if he was proving the Dao, and this feeling was getting closer and closer to him, as if he was far from where he didn't want to.

"Could it be that my chance is not in the human race?" The Taoist Burning Lantern looked at the human race below the sea of ​​clouds, with some doubts in his heart, what use these ordinary mortals could do to them, and how they could help themselves.

However, the Taoist Burning Lamp decided to go and take a look. After all, there should be no omissions in this important matter of proving the quasi-sage of oneself, or else he really missed the opportunity and there was no place to cry.

Just as the Taoist priest was about to lower the head of the cloud, he suddenly saw a cloud of auspicious clouds flying from the west and spreading a hand of poetry.

"When Dajue Jinxian is the best time, the Western magical ancestor Bodhi. There is no birth or death, three or three elements, full of energy and all kinds of mercy. The solemn body of life with the sky, the great master of Mingxin? The door of the second vehicle is opened. The exquisite relic is extraordinary, and the jewel of Yingluo is peerless. Purple flames grow in the Bade Pond, and the seven precious trees grow golden moss. Just because the east is so handsome, come to meet the front edge and get a holy baby?"

When the Taoist priest heard this voice, even if he wanted to turn around and leave, he already knew who was coming. The Zhunti saint who often came to the East, known as the No. 1 holy saint in the wild, would be tied to the West. There is nowhere to cry.

But Zhun Ti obviously didn't want to let the Taoist Burning Lantern leave. He only heard Zhunti's voice: "Friends Burning Lantern, please stay."

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