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Three days of preaching and two days of Q&A.

The white-browed sage felt that it was almost time, so he set his eyes on Chu Kuangren, with a little curiosity in his eyes.

Because from the beginning to the end, the other party has been sitting there, neither listening to him, nor asking him questions, but holding his sword all the time.

The whole person is like a sculpture, motionless.

The white-browed sage wondered why the other party came.

Not only the saint, but other people also noticed the strangeness of Chu Kuangren, and looked at each other, wondering what the other party was up to.

"Chu madman, you are so courageous. The saint is in front of you, but you are so ignorant of etiquette and disregard the majesty of the saint."

A Supreme suddenly questioned Chu Kuangren loudly.

hum...

At this time, the blade of Kunwu Sword trembled slightly, revealing half of the blade, and an extremely terrifying sharp breath locked on the Supreme.

The supreme being was struck by lightning, his face turned pale, this sharp aura actually made him feel like his life was hanging by a thread.

That sword is terrible.

Everyone was also secretly horrified.

It is worthy of being the number one in the Hundred Swords Manual, the only holy sword that has fused the soul of the sword known in the world, it really lives up to its reputation, it is so terrifying.

Madman Chu woke up leisurely, pressed the hilt of the Kunwu sword and inserted it back into the scabbard, stroked the sword body, and whispered softly as if to comfort Kunwu: "It's not worth being angry for such a person..."

Then, he looked around, and then looked at the white-browed sage sitting on the futon, and said with a faint smile, "Is the sermon over?"

The white-browed sage nodded slightly, "Yes."

"Well, this junior also has a question to ask the saint."

Many monks looked at him curiously.

"Please tell me." The sage's face also straightened up a little. How difficult is it to understand such a doubt that the peerless genius can't understand?

"The sage preached for three days and answered for two days, are you tired?"

What?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, full of doubts.

What kind of problem is this?

"It's okay." The white-browed sage said, also not knowing what kind of medicine Madman Chu was selling in this gourd.

"Oh, since that's the case, can you ask the sage to discuss with me now." Madman Chu said with a chuckle.

As soon as the voice fell, the scene fell into a strange atmosphere of silence.

Everyone is doubting their ears.

What did they hear?

Madman Chu wants to talk to a saint? !

"Bold!!"

"Zhuzi, how dare you utter wild words!"

A few terrifying breaths erupted in an instant, but it was the supreme beings who glared at Madman Chu.

The white-browed sage preached to them, and for them, he was just like a teacher, and they had great respect in their hearts.

In their view, the current behavior of Chu Kuangren is undoubtedly provoking the saint, so how can they not be angry?

hum! !

A burst of sword chant erupted!

An incomparably terrifying Rhyme of the Dao of the Sword permeated the air, overwhelming the power of several Supreme Beings in an instant, forcing them to retreat.

The few people who were originally furious suddenly looked at Madman Chu in shock.

"I'm asking the saint, not you."

Madman Chu glanced at those supreme beings, then looked directly at the saint, "I don't know the saint, but would you like to discuss the Tao with the younger generation?"

The tone was neither humble nor overbearing, revealing a sense of seriousness.

Everyone believed it.

Madman Chu really wants to talk to a saint! !

Thinking of this, they didn't know how to express their inner thoughts. They couldn't tell whether it was shock or contempt.

But there is one thing they are sure of, that is, they absolutely dare not ask the sage to discuss the Dao like Madman Chu.

Don't even think about it.

"We are here to listen to the sage preaching, but this madman Chu is actually here to talk to the sage!"

A monk couldn't help but said with emotion.

Chapter 153: Discussing the Dao with the Saints, the Fear of the Saints

In the saint's palace, Chu Kuang uttered amazing words!

He actually came to talk to the saint!

Facing Madman Chu's request to discuss the Dao, the white-browed sage showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then pondered for a while.

"Little friend, are you sure you want to do this?"

"The Taoism of the younger generation has reached a bottleneck. I hope to discuss the Tao with the sage, seek a breakthrough, and hope the sage will complete it." Chu Kuang said.

"In that case, yes."

The white-browed sage nodded slightly, agreeing to Madman Chu's request.

Madman Chu smiled faintly, got up and passed the crowd, came to the saint, embraced Kunwu, and sat on the ground.

Everyone stared at the two of them intently.

A war king actually wants to discuss the Tao with a saint? !

For them, the scene in front of them was too incredible, and no one wanted to miss this kind of thing.

"Little friend is surrounded by the power of merit, which is rare." The white-browed sage took a look at Chu Kuangren, and then smiled faintly.

"Heh, how can it compare to a sage preaching and blessing the common people."

Madman Chu knows that he has the power of merit. After all, it would be strange if he had no merit in saving Beiling Daozhou back then.

However, compared with the white-browed sage, this point of merit is insignificant. After all, the merit he has accumulated for so long is not comparable to his own, but he doesn't take it to heart.

"Saint, please." Chu Kuangren said lightly, and then the whole body was filled with the rhythm of Taoism, and the sword of heaven was on his head, and he began to discuss Taoism.

The white-browed sage was also unambiguous, showing the realm of Taoism.

moment.

Madman Chu felt a sea of ​​Dao Yun rushing towards him, which made him feel unprecedented pressure.

Is this the sage rhyme? !

If he hadn't comprehended the Sutra of the Emperor of Longevity for three years, I'm afraid the sword of heaven would collapse under this terrifying sage rhyme.

"Little friend's level of Taoism is astonishing. Few people under the sage can compare with you."

Seeing that Madman Chu resisted his dao rhyme, the white-browed sage couldn't help showing a touch of wonder.

As for the saint's words, everyone else heard it, and they were all stunned inwardly. No wonder the madman Chu wanted to talk to the saint.

It turns out that his realm of Taoism has reached this level!

Ao Cang, Yuan Hong and the others looked at each other, feeling an extremely strong sense of frustration in their hearts.

They are both Tianjiao, they are still young emperors, but the madman Chu has already left them far behind.

"Saint, please take my sword!" At this moment, Madman Chu suddenly shouted softly, the sword of heaven trembled, and a beam of sword light burst out.

The terrifying sword light contained the ultimate charm of the sword, even the white-browed sage saw it, and his eyes became a little dignified.

"Good swordsmanship!"

With a sigh of admiration, Bai Mei moved his mind, and behind him appeared a phantom of a giant standing in the sky, hitting towards Jian Guang.

The two strands of dao rhyme intertwined and collided in the void, and the brilliant brilliance flowed, making every monk present bewildered.

This kind of dao rhyme is too mysterious.

"Little friend, you can also take my move." The white-browed sage's rhyme flowed, and the phantom of the giant pointed a finger at Chu Kuangren.

The majestic Dao rhyme surged like a mountain roar and a tsunami, even if it was the supreme Dao method, I am afraid that it would be defeated in an instant in front of this finger.

With a thought in Chu Kuang's mind, white lotuses suddenly appeared in the void, disintegrating the dao rhyme of this finger layer by layer.

The Holy King's Law, White Lotus Purifies the World Chapter!

"Oh, a wonderful method." The white-browed sage was slightly surprised.

"Come again."

Chu Kuangren's eyes were shining brightly, and he was a little excited.

Discussing the Dao with a sage is really extraordinary, he feels that he has vaguely touched the barrier of Daoism!

Not only that, he also used the Changsheng Emperor Sutra that he had comprehended in the past three years in this discussion to deepen his understanding, as well as the various methods he comprehended in the Wanfa Sect.

Madman Chu exhausted all he had learned in his life and had a great time.

This discussion lasted for a whole day, and all kinds of mysterious Taoism lingered above the hall, making every monk mesmerized.

In particular, the myriad of Dao rhymes displayed by Madman Chu made every monk seem to be able to find the shadow of his own Dao in it.

This made everyone very shocked. They couldn't imagine how a person could master so many cultivation methods?

"It is rumored that this madman from Chu once realized all the methods in Wanfazong. It seems that the rumors are true. It is too scary."

"There are so many methods, and he can use each of them with great proficiency. I'm afraid even the master of ten thousand methods can't do more than that."

"How terrifying is this person's understanding?"

Even the Seventh Patriarch and other Taoist protectors who have been following Madman Chu all the time were a little scared at the moment.

They knew that Chu Kuangren's Taoism realm was so high that even they couldn't match it, but they didn't expect it to be so high.

Discussing with the sage for a day and a night, he did not lose the wind.

"Little friend Chu, it's time to end." At this moment, the white-browed sage suddenly spoke, and then a white light burst out between his brows.

There is an extremely powerful dao rhyme in that white light, and the saint's dao rhyme has evolved vividly in it.

In just a split second, the white light broke through the Bailian Jingshi Chapter, and hit the Heavenly Dao Sword on the head of Madman Chu.

The dao rhyme of the sword of heaven was injured, and cracks appeared one after another. Chu Kuangren's body trembled, and the dao rhyme around him gradually fell apart.

"A little bit."

The Kunwu sword in Madman Chu's arms trembled, and a tyrannical sword dao rhyme broke out again, pouring into the sword of heaven, and the originally disintegrated dao rhyme was instantly stabilized and sharpened a few points.

The white-browed sage nodded slightly, "Good sword!"

Madman Chu didn't reply. At this time, he fell into a state of mysterious epiphany. The various Taoisms he had learned in this life, and even the gains from three years of comprehension of the Emperor's Sutra were evolving in his mind.

Too much.

He will have too much.

Madman Chu summed up these methods one by one, and then integrated all the Dao rhymes into the Zhantianpujian technique.

All he has learned is only for one sword!

Everyone only saw the white lotuses around Madman Chu dissipate, leaving only the Heavenly Dao sword above his head blooming with endless brilliance.

An incomparably terrifying rhyme of the sword's dao was rising rapidly. At this moment, even the white-browed sage felt a little palpitation.

"What's the situation with this Daoyun?"

hum...

At this time, the brilliance of the Sword of Heaven turned into a beam of light and soared into the sky, and the avenue seemed to feel something, and various visions evolved in the sky above the palace.