The Great Tao Chronicle

"Well said."

The 'Changlin Daoist' slowly raised his head and his voice was gentle.

The voice is still the same.

The old priest is still the same old priest.

But at this moment, no one would think that he was still the Daoist Changlin, even if it was his direct disciple.

The little Daoist boy of Mingxin stood in the distance, his body trembled, and he felt a burst of cold air coming out of his heart, and a huge fear was born for no reason.

It was clearly just a plain sentence, but he trembled uncontrollably.

Xie Qiye!

In the world of practice, even ordinary people, who has not heard of the name of black and white impermanence?

He never dreamed that at this time and place, the legendary Xie Qiye would come to the world through the body of his teacher.

"Half a catty of donkey miscellaneous, a donkey tendon, a donkey ear, and two taels of soju. Very good, you are very good."

Daoist Changlin glanced at the wine and dishes on the table, and there was a deep recollection on his face:

"Fu Jun and second brother, they like to eat like this"

In a soft sigh.

An Qisheng captured extremely deep emotions.

In a trance, he seemed to see something.

It was a sheep-gut path under the setting sun. A burly and ugly man was driving a cart. It was a cart pulled by an ox and a horse. A tall figure in a gray robe was lying on the hay, looking at an ancient book.

The two little guys were lying on the left and right looking at the sky

"Seven masters like it."

An Qisheng drank the glass of wine, lifted the jug and poured a glass of wine for the 'people' in front of him.

The wooden charm in Jiaoyuan Mountain, the encounter at Yinsi Tavern, and the Daoist Changlin were all preparations made by this Xie Qiye to meet him.

This, An Qisheng had known for a long time.

It was only at this time that he had come.

Xie Qi picked up the wine glass, took a deep sniff, and then slowly drank it.

The drink turned around in his mouth before slowly swallowing it.

"what!"

Xie Qi put down the wine glass, sighed long, and was somewhat satisfied: "It's been a long time since I've seen this human breath, and it's not in vain for me to waste so many hands and feet."

An Qisheng looked at Xie Qi quietly.

He was wearing the body shell of the Daoist Changlin, but it was not his incarnation, but a ray of divine will, but he was able to absorb a little spiritual escape from the incarnation of God's Will.

At this time, he could not capture the slightest information of Xie Qi at all.

Empty, like the sky.

This is also the first time that he has completely failed to capture the spiritual imprint on his body.

This is a real leak, even if it is just a hint of divine will, there is no flaw in it.

An Qisheng is looking at Xie Qi, and Xie Qi is also looking at An Qisheng.

His eyes were dimly lit, and An Qisheng's figure was reflected in the inside. I don't know if he was determining something or deducing something.

The two stared at each other for a moment.

Only invariably raised a glass and moved chopsticks.

Mingxin Xiaodaotong watched from a distance, and saw that the two of them didn't speak much. After a few words of conversation, they looked at each other for a long time, and then began to drink and eat food.

There is nothing strange about it.

On the contrary, there was a strange feeling that made him unable to explain.

The two ate quickly.

After a while, the table was swept away.

At this time, An Qisheng put down the wine glass and said with a faint light:

"Is it the Seventh Master who wants to see me, or the Netherworld Lord who wants to see me?"

Since arriving in this realm, he has heard the legend of this Netherworld Lord many times.

According to legend, he was born in the sky to suppress the almost immortal and immortal emperors.

There are too many legends.

"You are very smart."

Xie Qi also put down the wine glass and patted his stomach, but did not answer An Qisheng's question, instead asked:

"You said that people take food as their heaven, what should the latter sentence be?"

"Food is food to safety first."

An Qisheng's eyes flashed and he said slowly.

"No no no."

Xie Qi looked at Qiongtian and muttered:

"The people take food as the sky, and the latter should be, the sky takes the people as their food."

The people take food as the sky, and the sky takes the people as their food

An Qisheng's heart moved, and he heard the meaning of Xie Qi's words.

"Can't think, can't say"

Xie Qi took a deep look at An Qisheng, his eyes were deep, and there seemed to be endless stars rising and falling:

"He's watching."

It is self-evident who He is.

An Qisheng nodded slightly, cut off the distracting thoughts in his heart, and said sternly:

"Does the Seventh Master remember God's Will?"

"Heaven's Will? Who is that?"

Xie Qi frowned first, then shook his head: "You are talking about the evil son of the day, right? At the beginning of his primordial spirit, he wanted to spy on the Netherworld, and he glanced at me for some reason. I remember that he seems to be crazy"

crazy?

An Qisheng thought about it and had to admit that the real person was really crazy.

How can a normal person realize such a bizarre supernatural power as 'the differentiation of the primordial spirit'.

However, compared to the almost indelible impression of the real person of God's will.

This Xie Qiye seemed to have no impression of him at all.

This is a sad fact.

"Fu Jun is in chaos, if the machine is confused today, I can't get out of the ghost, but I don't know what happened in these years."

Ripples appeared in Xie Qi's eyes, and after he finished speaking, he seemed to have understood something.

"It's making a big splash."

He smiled, his smile was a little cold:

"Fu Jun once said that the city gods will have a catastrophe, and I think it should be on this person's head."

"After this time, the City God of Yin Si has already existed in name only."

An Qisheng didn't hide anything, and directly stated his intentions:

"I want to bring the world's city gods back to the mountains and rivers, what do you think of the seventh master?"

Xie Qi is noncommittal:

"If you want to take the City God of the World, it's up to you, but, without the City God of Yin Si, how should those mortals deal with the ghosts and demons that are born every day in the world?"

Even though there was someone in front of him who wanted to restrain the world city god, Xie Qi didn't seem to be angry, and his tone was calm as if he was discussing what to eat at night.

If people, demons, demons, and ghosts who have died at their hands for countless years see this scene, I'm afraid they won't believe it at all.

"The ruler of the government opens up the ghost, establishes the yin department, determines the world, divides people and ghosts, and binds the city gods with incense.

An Qisheng couldn't deny that this Netherworld's monarch was very talented.

If there is no Yin Sicheng God, if there is no Netherworld, the chaos in this world will be a hundred times more tragic.

Just relying on incense to bind ghosts and mortals together may not be the best way.

"It's just that the gentleman of Tianxingjian is constantly improving himself. People must improve themselves and save themselves, and cannot rely on ghosts and gods to give alms."

An Qisheng didn't care that he was the biggest ghost in this world right now, and said bluntly:

"What do you think, Master Qi?"

"Tianxingjian Junzi strives for self-improvement"

Xie Qi chewed this sentence again, and was a little stunned for a while. After a long time, he slowly nodded:

"If it can be done, of course it will be excellent."

but if not

In the second half of the sentence, Xie Qi didn't say it, but both of them knew the meaning.

If not, the world would be in a completely different situation.

"Then, I would like to thank the Seventh Master for making it happen."

An Qisheng poured another glass of wine and poured it on Xie Qiman.

"Since you want to take back the world's city god, you also need to solve the rest of the things one by one. You can easily kill such a small role as a lament, but it can threaten the government's top-ranked Yin Si system."

Xie Qi picked up the wine glass, and after laughing at himself, drank the wine in the glass.

"Since the seventh master said that he was a small character who was shot to death, why not shoot it to death?"

An Qisheng squeezed the wine glass and asked with a light smile.

"Because he's staring at me"

Xie Qi put down the wine glass, took a deep look at the clear sky, and said to himself:

"He's coming, I should go"

Before he finished speaking, Daoist Changlin's body trembled again. Immediately, the suffocating aura that was colder than the snow in the middle of winter slowly receded.

Ripples flashed in the depths of An Qisheng's eyes, and he followed the Yin Qi.

Faintly, his eyes seemed to flow in the nether place along with the evil spirit.

In the endless yin and evil spirits, I saw a desolate and mottled city.

Above the city, two figures, one black and one white, were sitting with their backs facing each other, all with their eyes closed as if they were dead.

Boom!

Almost at the same time, there was a sudden explosion of thunder in the clear sky, and an electric snake danced across the universe.

An Qisheng also seemed to withdraw his gaze when he was electrocuted.

At a glance, he saw that above the city, two black and white figures sitting on their backs were deeply connected, as if one side was carrying the existence of the other side.

Or, both parties must rely on each other to exist.

"what!"

Daoist Changlin trembled and let out a loud cry, almost jumping up.

"Master!"

Mingxin Xiaodaotong then ran over in exclamation.

He knew that Xie Qiye had left.

Daoist Changlin swayed a few times before he looked around like he woke up from a dream, and he let out a breath that had been held in his chest for a long time.

scoff~

A jet of yin that was as pitch-black as ink swept across a hundred meters like an arrow and sprayed onto the frozen lake.

Visible to the naked eye, a dark layer of infection on the ice surface quickly spread.

"This, this is"

Daoist Changlin's eyes widened, and he felt an incomparable pleasure.

Daoist ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ With the arrival of Tianshou, the physical body, spiritual consciousness will have a rotten taste, even if it does not damage their strength and supernatural power, it is inevitable.

But at this time, this turbid breath was exhaled, and the rotten breath on his body actually dissipated.

What rose instead was the vigorous vigor that appeared between the mountains and rivers after the thunderstorm.

In An Qisheng's eyes, the longevity of Daoist Changlin also changed.

Without the slightest breakthrough in the realm, the Shou Yuan, which originally had only eight years left, has skyrocketed by a thousand years!

"Master, you are"

Mingxin Xiaodaotong's eyes widened and he also felt the change.

"Seventh Master, it's Seventh Master"

Feeling the change in Shouyuan, the dissatisfaction in Changlin Daoist's heart suddenly disappeared, and he immediately knelt to the ground and kowtowed to Nether.

Lend you a stick of incense, and return your Jiazi's life!