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

Leng Qingsong's voice was very soft, but extremely firm.

The purpose of cultivating Taoism by myself is to become the sharpest sword in my brother's hands.

If you are the only one left after cultivating the Dao, then it is better not to practice the Dao!

What is the difference between being a loner and being a widow at the end of cultivation, and that rotten old thing in the imperial palace of the Tang Dynasty?

Leng Qingsong instinctively felt disgusted, even hated his own way.

Fortunately, my brother and master cut off my Tao. If I reach the end of my cultivation, I will find that my Tao becomes like this.

I'm afraid it's not necessarily the first time I enter the devil!

Leng Qingsong curled his lips, and instantly lost interest in the ultimate Dao Fruit represented by Qinglian Sword Dao.

And in his heart, because of what his elder brother has done for him, he felt extremely happy, that's why he laughed so gaffe just now.

But Ouyang listened to his second son's domineering answer, and only then realized that all his worries seemed to be insignificant things to his second son.

But Ouyang breathed a sigh of relief that his second child could say that.

Make way to beg you?

You kid has such a big tone!

However, this is my Ouyang's little brother!

"Hahaha! You brat!" Ouyang patted Leng Qingsong on the shoulder and laughed.

I am always too worried about my second child's persistence in seeking the truth, but I forget about my second child's temperament.

She has always given people a kind of cold Qingsong who rejects others thousands of miles away, and has a heart that is hotter than anyone else.

Once the words were spoken, the barrier that seemed to separate them suddenly disappeared.

The two started their journey again, walking side by side, and the atmosphere became lively.

At this time, Ouyang Ze was finally able to express his inner thoughts to Leng Qingsong:

From the very beginning, there was not a single fuel-efficient lamp on the top of the mountain.

The time traveler himself, the reincarnated Xiaobai of the sword fairy, and the reincarnated Chen Changsheng, all mascots are the future female emperor of the demon race or the great emperor of the human race.

Except for themselves, who need to rely on the system, they each have their own ways to pursue.

And the person in front of him, once hailed as the son of the plane by the system, is his own younger brother who is an important chess piece that several forces are planning to deploy at the same time.

Fate seems to have been fixed, and he is destined to become a victim of several forces.

Even though there will be extremely high achievements, the Leng Qingsong at that time is no longer Leng Qingsong himself.

For this reason, Leng Qingsong was changed by his master, and was deliberately guided by Ouyang. He lost the final perfection of Qinglian swordsmanship and became too ruthless.

Losing the ability to reopen the fairy gate, he became an outcast of several forces.

Although he successfully got rid of the fate of becoming a pawn, he also lost the ability to pursue his own way.

As a big senior brother, and especially this brat's elder brother, Ouyang naturally wanted to find a new way for his little brother.

Reopen the fairy gate and become a sword fairy?

This road doesn't look like a good way out.

Naturally, my little brother has a better way to go.

Some people want to become god masters, some people want to become demon kings, and some people want to become demon emperors.

The few seats that were originally supreme were suddenly packed to the brim.

Where should the way out be?

Ouyang thought for a long time before deciding that it is better to find a way out from the desperate situation!

If it can't be broken, it can't be built, it should be so!

Just using the so-called little love to imprison the so-called supreme ruthlessness, old man Hu Yun's method is too rough.

What little love, big love, no love, where need to distinguish so clearly?

With the knowledge reserve of the information explosion in the future, Ouyang is confident that he can do better than Hu Yun!

Ouyang smiled and shook the bamboo pole in his hand to tease the donkey, and asked, "Boy, you say you practice Taoism and Taoism, and you practice it to the end. What is it for?"

Leng Qingsong thought for a while, then said: "Nature is the law of condensation, the fruit of Taoism, and finally ascending to immortality!"

Ouyang continued to ask: "What about becoming an immortal like this?"

"After becoming an immortal?" Leng Qingsong asked back, as if he was asking Ouyang, but he was also asking himself. Leng Qingsong suddenly found that he didn't know how to answer.

Since the fall of immortals in ancient times, there has been no way of immortality in this world.

Becoming an immortal is the only obsession of monks in this world.

Becoming a fairy is still out of reach, how could anyone think about what to do after becoming a fairy?

Are they like those immortals in ancient times who kept all living beings in captivity?

In the end, a pig with extraordinary talents popped out, and slaughtered the immortal again?

Leng Qingsong was silent for a while, and then came up with a compromise idea.

"Beyond the Three Realms, not among the Five Elements, how can you achieve such great freedom and freedom?" Leng Qingsong answered uncertainly.

"Then what is great freedom? What is great freedom? Even if you think you have obtained the so-called great freedom, great freedom, what will happen next?" Ouyang said with a smile.

Leng Qingsong's brain froze due to Ouyang's series of questions, and he said in a muffled voice, "Whatever brother says is what he says!"

I am not good at thinking, I just need to do it. Now being asked like this is a bit beyond my thinking ability.

"Let me tell you, becoming an immortal is not a bad thing. Since there are monks in this world, they can naturally become immortals. Otherwise, why do you guys spend so much time cultivating?" Ouyang said, shaking his head.

"Brother, did you say that Li Taibai was wrong to kill the immortal?" Hearing what Ouyang said, Leng Qingsong asked in surprise.

Brother said that immortals can become immortals in this world, so those immortals should exist?

Then Li Taibai, who finally killed the immortal, was the wrong party?

Ouyang shook his head and then replied: "Those ancient immortals can no longer be regarded as immortals. They are just a group of parasites between heaven and earth. There is nothing wrong with Li Taibai killing the immortals!"

After all, the guy who kidnapped all living beings and wanted to die with the whole world should have died in history long ago.

On this point, Ouyang was surprisingly consistent with Dong Xuzi and the others!

The damn thing should have died!

The two of them turned a corner and stood on the top of the mountain looking into the distance. The distance suddenly became crowded with people.

Countless streamers converge towards the distance, and countless monks control all kinds of magic weapons, scrambling to be the first to chase each other in the same direction, for fear of falling behind.

As if there is some great opportunity ahead.

Seeing such a lively scene, the donkey's face under Ouyang's butt also showed a hint of relief.

Xuan Lingzi naturally knew that the land in front of him would soon reach Misty Pavilion, one of the Nine Great Holy Lands!

I can finally find a chance to not be a donkey!

Unlike Xuan Lingzi, he was relieved.

Ouyang raised his whip, pointed into the distance, and said softly:

"Those ancient immortals are not immortals, so someone needs to redefine what immortals are!"