Our villains don't want to be stepping stones

At this moment, he could see that among the crowd, Yang Yuan and Xia Zhimeng were also sneakily covering their tracks, wanting to leave this place.

Coincidentally, the eyes of the two also fell on him.

"Um?!"

Inexplicably, the eyes of the three of them trembled, and they pretended to look away as if nothing had happened, and returned to the square again.

It seems that... have you run into a competitor?

But, brother Yang, you have been acting alone recently, this time, I, Zhang Jiuji, will never let it go!

Chapter 1256, Tai Yan Dao Jing

"Om!!"

In the depths of Daoshan, there was a sudden buzzing sound.

I saw that above the blue dome, there began to be golden lotuses blooming for thousands of miles, covering the sky and the sun.

The terrifying Dao machine evolved into a magical glow, reflecting the sky into colorful colors.

The auspicious beast screamed, and the divine bird flew into the air.

And amidst the spouting of immortal brilliance, one could see a figure dressed in black green robes walking slowly from the sky of clouds.

Gray-haired and hale and hearty.

The straight waist and the gentleness on the face all make people feel awe and admiration.

Dao Tian Palace Master! !Human saint! !

In the past 10 years of Qing Cang, there is probably only this one who can be regarded as admired by the whole world.

Immediately, the whole Daoshan cheered, and all the disciples and elders of the school stood up and bowed down to the old man.

"Meet the Palace Master."

Even Ling Xiao got up with everyone at this time, with a gentle expression and a peaceful smile.

coming!

Ever since he knew that there was a magic bone sealed in this Tianxue Academy, he had been paying attention to the news of the owner of the academy.

The master of Daotian Palace, his real name has long been forgotten by the world.

10 years ago, the world lord ruled the world. At that time, the Daotian palace master was already the top of the human race.

It's just that at the time of crisis, the palace master sealed himself as a mountain gate, independent from the world, and did not participate in this dispute.

But after the World Lord took control of the world, or because he was concerned about the belief of the human race, he never made a move on this holy land of the human race.

Later, the master of the palace gave lectures in this world, aiming to continue the blood inheritance for the human race, reopen the school, and recruit more disciples.

Regarding all of this, Jiezhu Hall saw it and still did not intervene.

Is this reasonable?

Even if the world lord is talented in the sky, I am afraid that he will not let the power of the human race flourish.

However, over the past 10 years, Daotian Academy has become more and more prosperous, teaching without discrimination, and gradually becoming the true holy land belief in the hearts of the human race.

But the Lord's Palace, on the contrary, is independent from the world, and does not care about it.

and! !

More importantly, this Fang sect has recruited countless disciples, but has no lower realm to control them. So where do the resources for their cultivation come from?

From the very beginning, Ling Xiao had guessed that this school might have something to do with the Lord's Palace.

By recruiting heroes from all over the world, leaving a name on the stele, and taking a picture on the phantom wall, can you... control each era better?

"Very well, every time I see my youth full of vigor, I feel very relieved."

The vicissitudes of life are revealed in the eyes of the master of Dao Tianfu, and there seems to be a clear brilliance overflowing between opening and closing, and time goes back.

Endless dao rhymes spread out, and suddenly there were many fairy shadows descending on the entire lecture hall, either bowing their heads to drink tea, or holding scrolls and chanting softly.

The fairy voice of Daoyin is endless, and the colorful auspicious signs are winding into horses.

In just a breath, everyone felt that their hearts were melodious, and the spiritual power and blood in their bodies showed signs of boiling.

"A miracle! This is simply a miracle!!"

"Worthy of being the master of the palace, he has become a dao rhyme by himself."

Countless Tianjiao and evildoers knelt down piously, raised their faces and worshiped.

But Ling Xiao glanced at the old man who fell from the sky with special interest, his eyes were full of amusement.

Although! !

He also didn't know how the Heavenly Palace Master arranged such a magic trick.

However, it is obvious that this kind of surging and rich inspiration will never be born with a person without a holy body.

In other words, this Daotian palace master is playing tricks.

"Everyone."

The master of Daotianfu sits cross-legged on the golden platform, with a gentle appearance.

At this time, his eyes also passed over everyone one by one, and finally fell on Ling Xiao.

"Today, I will tell you the Taoist classics, Taiyan Daojing."

"what!!"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions became more and more shocked, unbelievable.

As we all know, this Taiyan Taoist scripture is the inheritance classic of the first Taoist temple of the four courtyards.

Even Dao Wuya is practicing this method.

even! !

Even Dao Shenji had a look of helplessness and pain on his face.

Palace Master, you are like this, dare to spend the rest of your life for the human race.

"In the eyes of the old man, all exercises in this world must be practiced by someone to pass on their essence. If one person is strong, he can only protect his descendants, and at most protect one side of the country."

Palace Master Daotian smiled indifferently, with vicissitudes in his eyes, "Only when a clan is strong can it prosper in the world and be the only one to honor the Nine Heavens!"

"boom!!"

Hearing this, the whole lecture hall suddenly had spiritual power ups and downs, and the divine brilliance was unrivaled.

Everyone looked at the white-haired old man with a pleasant face in shock, their lips trembled slightly, and their bodies were full of awe.

Did you see that, this is the real saint of the human race, and he thinks and thinks with the human race first.

yes! !

If 10 years ago, the human race could have such a strong character, how could they lose their luck and become the lackeys of the immortal race.

From this point of view, although the clans in the four poles lost their ancestral land, they did not lose their faith.

No wonder! !

Even though these tribes live in a corner of Qingcang, the contemporary generation of the tribe can still crush the human race.

It turned out that he was obsessed with his heart and was protected by fate.

Looking at Qing Cang, among the many human race forces, only one Daotian Academy and... the Taikoo Ling clan have truly managed not to bow their heads to the Lord's Hall.

Even those hidden ancient clans showed their loyalty at the beginning, and only then were they able to continue their bloodline and live in seclusion safely.

Oh! !

No wonder Mr. Ling Xiao has such a heavenly appearance, the flesh and blood of the Ling clan has been passed down unceasingly, standing proudly for nine days.

Heaven, after all, favors these retrograde people!

But at this moment, looking at the dignified old man in front of him, although Ling Xiao had a solemn and serious look on his face, he was already sneering in his heart.

If it wasn't for this old thing's lack of luck, he would have doubted whether the palace master had also come back through time travel.

This means of feeding chicken soup is simply within reach.

Lead by example first, know everyone with great righteousness, and relax everyone.

In this way, wouldn't it be logical to leave a name and a photo of the exercises?

At this time, Ling Xiao felt more and more that the layout and scheme of this old thing would never be simple.

Collecting the classics of all races, if it is not for the achievement of oneself, then there is only one possibility.

This human saint is a son in the hands of others.

World Lord?

Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly condensed, and there was an inexplicable chill in his heart.

What is this missing World Master planning?

If Palace Lord Daotian is really a pawn secretly played by the World Lord, then this chess game can be traced back to 10 years ago.

This kind of heart and handwriting is indeed chilling.

What's more, today's world lord is still hidden in the dark, or one of the living beings, overlooking the situation of the world!

"Success then retreats, the way of heaven is too, and Taiyan does not fight. The achievement of the way is based on the sage and does not rely on it. The achievement does not live, and it does not want to see the sage."

Palace Master Daotian smiled lightly and waved his palm lightly.

All of a sudden, above the ancient temple, there was a burst of golden light, which evolved into densely packed divine texts, like an ancient scripture, spreading out in front of everyone's eyes.

Tai Yan Dao Jing! ! !

Palace Master Daotian actually took out the classics inherited from this school.

For a moment, countless Tianjiao's expressions were solemn, and they secretly blamed themselves in their hearts. It turns out...they really don't understand the word righteousness enough! !

Chapter 1257, Catch a turtle in an urn

In the center of Daoshan Mountain, there are many golden palaces.

It's just that compared to the past, these halls are deserted and lonely, and there is no human voice.

The presence of the Palace Master is not only a great event for the Qingcang world, but also for the Daotian Academy.

Therefore, at this time, all the elders and disciples had already gathered in the lecture hall to listen to the sage's admonition.

At this time, in front of one of the ancient temples, Xia Zhimeng and Yang Yuan stood side by side, looking coldly at a nine-story building in the distance.

After several days of investigation, he found that this tall building was the only Buddhist scripture pavilion in Daotian Academy.

And the opportunity that senior said to open the Heavenly Mansion of Reincarnation is probably in this building.

"Junior Sister! Everything is going according to plan, I will hurry up."

Yang Yuan took a deep breath, his eyes were extremely serious.

Originally, he was still thinking about how to lure this holy elder who was guarding the scripture pavilion away.

But a few days ago, Xia Zhimeng took the initiative to offer a plan, saying that she had a treasure bestowed by her master, which could trap the strong in the holy realm.

In this way, reincarnation Tianfu is at your fingertips.

From the very beginning, Yang Yuan knew that Xia Zhimeng's master had a mysterious origin and a terrifying cultivation base.

Even the Void Sect Master is quite respectful and afraid of him.

Naturally, he didn't have the slightest doubt about Xia Zhimeng's methods.

only! !

After all, Zhimeng's cultivation is only in the honorable realm. Even if the spiritual treasure in his hand is terrifying, it is still a great risk to deal with a person in the holy realm.

Junior Sister Xia, Yang Yuan will keep this kindness in his heart! !

"Ah."

Xia Zhimeng nodded indifferently, raised his foot and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion.