Our Villains Don't Want To Be Stepping Stones

"Om!!"

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

I saw that above the sky, the golden lotus of the Great Dao began to bloom for thousands of miles, covering the sky and the sun.

The terrifying Taoist machine evolves into a god, and the sky is reflected in a colorful Madara.

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

In the midst of the immortal brilliance, I saw a figure in a long black robe, walking slowly from the cloud sky.

White-haired, with a cheerful expression.

The straight waist and the gentleness on his face are all awe-inspiring and admirable.

Daotian Palace Master! ! Human saint! !

From the Ten Thousand Years of Qing Cang, I am afraid that this is the only one who can be called the admiration of the whole world.

Suddenly, the entire Dao Mountain cheered, and all the school disciples and elders stood up and bowed to the old man's figure.

"Meet the Palace Master."

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

coming!

Ever since he learned that this Heavenly Academy is sealed with a demonic bone, he has been paying attention to the news of this academy master.

Palace Master Daotian, whose real name has long been forgotten by the world.

Ten Ten Thousand Years ago, the World Lord swept the heavens and the earth. At that time, the Taoist Palace Lord was already the top of the human race.

It was just that at the time of the crisis, the mansion owner sealed the mountain gate by himself, independent from the world, and did not participate in this dispute.

And after the world master took charge of the world, or was concerned about the beliefs of the human race, he never took action against this human race holy land.

Later, the mansion master preached scriptures in this world, aiming to continue the bloodline inheritance for the human race, reopen the school, and recruit more disciples.

For all this, the Jiezhu Palace saw it, and still did not intervene.

Is this reasonable?

Even if the world master is talented, he will not allow the power of the human race to flourish.

However, after ten Ten Thousand Years, the Daotian Academy has become more and more prosperous, and has gradually become the true holy place belief in the hearts of the human race.

The World Lord Hall, on the other hand, was independent from the world, and did not hear about it.

and! !

More importantly, this Fang Zongmen has countless disciples, but has no control over the lower realm. 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 Jiezhu Palace.

To take over the world's heroes, to leave a famous monument, to leave a picture of the phantom wall, is it possible to... better control each era?

"Very good, every time I see my youthful youthful vitality, the old man is deeply relieved."

Palace Master Daotian's eyes showed vicissitudes of life, and there seemed to be a bright light overflowing between opening and closing, and time went back.

The endless Taoist rhythms spread out, and in the entire lecture hall, suddenly heavy immortal shadows descended, either bowing their heads and sipping tea, or holding scrolls and chanting.

The sound of Daoyin is incessant, and the colorful auspicious auspiciousness is winding into a horse.

In just one breath, everyone felt that the heart of the Tao was melodious, and the spiritual blood of the whole body showed signs of boiling.

"Miracle! This is a miracle!!"

"As expected of the palace master, he has a rhythm of his own."

Countless arrogant demons kneeled on the ground and bowed their heads to worship.

Ling Xiao, on the other hand, glanced at the old man who fell from the sky with no interest, and his eyes were full of playfulness.

Although! !

He also didn't know how this Heavenly Palace Master arranged such a rhythm machine.

However, it is obvious that this kind of surging and rich inspiration will never be born to a person without the Holy Body.

In other words, this Daotian Palace Master is playing tricks on mysteries.

"You little friends."

Daotian Palace Master sat cross-legged on the golden platform, with a gentle and gentle appearance.

At this time, his eyes also swept across everyone one by one, and finally landed on Ling Xiao. "Today, the old man, I will tell you a classic of the Taoist Academy, Taiyan Taoism."

"what!!"

Hearing this, everyone's faces became more and more shocked, incredible.

As we all know, this Taiyan Daojing is the inheritance classic of the first Daoyuan of the four academies.

Even the Dao has no boundaries, and this method is also practiced.

even! !

Even Dao Shenji had a helpless and miserable look on his face.

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

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

Palace Master Daotian smiled lightly, with vicissitudes in his eyes, "And a strong clan can only prosper in the world and honor the nine heavens alone!"

"boom!!"

Hearing this, the entire lecture hall suddenly had a spiritual power, and the divine splendor was unparalleled in the world.

Everyone looked at the white-haired, happy-looking old man in shock, their lips trembling, and they were full of awe.

See, this is the real saint of the human race, and everything he thinks is the human race first.

yes! !

If ten Ten Thousand Years ago, the human race could have such a strong character, why would they lose the luck of the world and become the lackey of the immortal race.

From this point of view, the tribes of the four poles, although they lost their ancestral land, have not lost their faith in their hearts.

No wonder! !

Even if these clans live in a corner of Qingcang, the contemporary of the clan can still crush the human race.

It turned out that people were obsessed and protected by heaven.

Looking at Qingcang, there is only one Daotian Academy and... the Taigu Ling Clan who have not bowed their heads to the Jiezhu Palace.

Even those ancient clans who were hidden from the world showed their loyalty at the beginning, and they were able to continue their bloodline and live in a stable and secluded world.

Oh! !

No wonder Young Master Ling Xiao has such a celestial appearance, with the bones and blood of the Ling clan, the inheritance continues, and he stands proudly for nine days.

Heavenly Dao, after all, prefers these retrograde people!

But at this time, looking at the wise old man in front of him, Ling Xiao had a serious look on his face, but he was already sneering in his heart.

If it wasn't for the lack of luck on this old man, he would have doubted whether the Palace Master had also come back through time.

This method of feeding chicken soup is simply easy to grasp.

Set an example first, know that everyone is righteous, relax and everyone is prepared.

In this case, isn't it logical to keep a name, a photo, and a practice method?

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

Collecting the classics of all ethnic groups, if it is not for achievement itself, then there is only one possibility.

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

World Lord?

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and an inexplicable chill appeared in his heart.

What the hell is this missing world master plotting?

If Palace Master Daotian is really a secret piece of the world master, then this chess game can be traced back ten Ten Thousand Years ago.

This kind of heart and handwriting is indeed chilling.

What's more, the current world master is still hidden in the dark, or one of the living beings, overlooking the situation of heaven and earth!

"The way of the gods is the way of the heavens, and there is no struggle. The way of doing things is done by the sages without relying on them, and they do not want to see the sages."

Palace Master Daotian smiled lightly and waved his palm lightly.

I saw that above the ancient temple, there was a sudden burst of golden light, derivation of divine inscriptions, densely packed, like an ancient scripture, spreading out from the eyes of everyone.

Taiyan Taoism! ! !

Palace Master Daotian actually brought out the classics inherited from this academy.

For a time, countless Tianjiao looked solemn, and secretly blamed themselves in their hearts. It turned out that...they really did not understand the word of righteousness well enough! !