The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

This sentence seemed to drain away Dong Xuzi's strength. When Dong Xuzi finished saying this, his face was full of haggard, and he no longer had the high-spiritedness of that sect leader.

Ouyang sat silently on the futon opposite Dong Xuzi, silently accompanying Dong Xuzi.

"What kind of path do you think a person who cares about love should practice? The things he cherishes disappear one after another, and then he is left alone to live for so long?" Dong Xuzi said with a smile to himself.

Speaking of this, Ouyang deeply agreed. In his previous life, he made the decisive decision to follow and die in that fire. It was really wise!

"Boy, those junior brothers of yours are more terrifying than us. Do you think the path they are going to take will be accepted by the world? Is it what you call justice?" Dong Xuzi suddenly looked at Ouyang strangely and asked .

Ouyang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then let's see whose fist is bigger than mine!"

"Hahaha, so, could it be that those people you say are wrong are actually doing the opposite, and are instead trying to save the world from you little devils?" Dong Xuzi said with deep meaning.

Ouyang was shocked and looked at Dong Xuzi in disbelief, but Dong Xuzi said to himself: "There must be room for error in trial and error. If there is no room for error, then you can only make the same mistake again and again." !”

Trial and error must be given the opportunity to tolerate mistakes, otherwise there will really be no room for recovery.

This is Dong Xuzi's biggest pain, and he doesn't want Ouyang to experience this.

Leaving the opportunity to make mistakes for Ouyang and his juniors who have not yet grown up is the only thing Dong Xuzi can do!

Dong Xuzi looked at Ouyang and changed the topic and said, "Are you really ready to hold this lotus on your head?"

"If I had a way to take it off, would I still be holding it on now?" Ouyang said angrily.

Dongxuzi smiled and raised his hand to the top of Ouyang's head. The twelfth-grade golden lotus of merit flew from Ouyang's hand to Dongxuzi's palm.

"Have you already chosen the person?" Dong Xuzi asked inexplicably.

But Ouyang understood. What Dong Xuzi asked was whether the owner of this meritorious golden lotus had made a choice.

Ouyang nodded and said proudly: "Don't tell me, the person I chose is really suitable! As expected, he will still be your disciple!"

Dong Xuzi's face twitched when he heard Ouyang's words. He didn't expect that this boy would actually have his mind set on his apprentice whom he had not yet met.

Being able to inherit the mantles of himself and Hu Yun, he will also inherit the most precious Buddhist treasure, the twelfth-grade Golden Lotus of Merits in the future!

What kind of talent and luck does this apprentice that he has never met have!

But I'm afraid that when we meet again, it will be time for my disciple to betray Xuanmen and turn Hu into a Buddha!

Thinking about it, I feel that I have a bad fate. The eldest apprentice is crooked, the second apprentice is a demon, and this younger apprentice who has never met has been plotted to betray Xuanmen.

Was it true that Hu Yun told his fortune that he would have no descendants?

Dong Xuzi looked depressed when he thought about the instructions given to him by Hu Yun.

The two of them chatted all over the place, talking about the local customs and customs indicated on the map.

Half of the time, Dong Xuzi was talking and Ouyang was listening.

In his early years, Dong Xuzi wandered around half of the world slaying demons, and what he saw and heard was beyond Ouyang's imagination.

There was nothing more to say, and the two fell into silence again.

Ouyang broke the silence and asked: "How long?"

Since Dong Xuzi can say such words today, it is also a disguised admission that there will really be a catastrophe in the future!

Dong Xuzi shook his head and said, "No one knows how and when it will come. Otherwise, who would let it come?"

Ouyang lowered his head and felt like a mess in his heart. His third son, Chen Changsheng, was the reborn person. The catastrophe in the future must be very serious, otherwise Chen Changsheng's character would not be so paranoid.

Dang Ouyang really can't think of what the catastrophe will be in the future.

Fairy?

If they were all trash like Qi Ancestor, this immortal would be nothing more than mediocre, and they would all be included in my own novice’s book of apotheosis of gods!

So the immortal La is worthy of causing the so-called catastrophe? The future that Changsheng has experienced is really a bunch of trash!

Demons?

Ouyang is not afraid of the demons coming to the world now. Instead, he is looking forward to how powerful the demons are. Can they withstand the sword of his second son?

How can there be any catastrophe?

This is what confuses Ouyang the most, and what makes Ouyang the most puzzled.

Dong Xuzi said with a smile: "Don't think about it. After the great catastrophe of the immortals, countless geniuses did not guess that after the fall of the immortals, the world would usher in the second great catastrophe so quickly. Only your brain can think of the next great catastrophe. What is calamity?”

Ouyang said somewhat unconvinced: "Countless geniuses? Are there those geniuses squatting on my little mountain peak?"

Ouyang's words made Dong Xuzi dumbfounded for a while. Don't tell me, Dong Xuzi has lived for so long, and he has never met anyone as talented as Xiaofeng.

Any one on the small mountain peak can influence an era if picked out at random, but it was forcibly blended on top of a mountain by Hu Yun!

Seeing Dong Xuzi who was stunned by him, Ouyang couldn't help but feel proud, but then the expression on his face fell down again, and he asked in a low voice: "Old man, if you really come, don't rush to death for me! "

The monks in this world don't know what urine is, so they rush to die. It seems that they should do it, and they are even a little proud?

Thinking of Hu Yun's triumphant look on the day he died made Ouyang feel tight in his chest.

Now that he knew what the future would be like, and also knew what Dongxuzi's urine was like, Ouyang gave Dongxuzi eye drops in advance.

When Dongxuzi heard Ouyang's words, he rolled his eyes and said, "You kid, can't you expect me to be better? With my level of cultivation, I can't survive the catastrophe? Let you, a foundation builder, worry about me here? How ridiculous!"

No matter how it sounds, it sounds like: After this battle, I will go home and get married.

This old man just likes to set endless flags for himself!

Ouyang stood up and bowed slightly to Dongxuzi and said: "Forefathers who died should be regarded as those who come after us. This sentence can be broken from us. If we use the lives of our predecessors to find a better future, it will appear that we You don’t have any skills, just be your Qingyun Sect’s headmaster and leave the rest to us!”

After saying that, Ouyang turned around and left the attic, walking casually and comfortably in a green shirt, making Dong Xuzi feel dazed for a while.

"You must be old after all, everything feels blurry when you see it!" Dong Xuzi murmured to himself as he looked at Ouyang's back.

After sitting there for an unknown amount of time, Dong Xuzi stretched out his hand. The huge map behind him shrank to the size of his palm, and Dong Xuzi held it in his backhand.

"Those who came before us should die as those who come after us? That's really a good thing to say!"

Dong Xuzi let out a long sigh, clenched his fists, and disappeared.