Chapter 845: Daoren Lu

huh~

The air seemed to be quiet for a while, and the quiet needle drop could be heard.

"Who......"

Gong Yangyan's heart trembled and looked back.

I saw the rickety figure slowly turn around.

That is a Taoist who can't tell his age. There is no trace of years on his long face, but there seems to be vicissitudes in his eyes.

This is an unremarkable Taoist, neither tall nor low, neither fat nor thin, except for that face, which is long enough to match the big donkey that he has raised for more than two hundred years.

No, it's longer than that...

"Where is this master from..."

The corner of Bunny's mouth twitched, and the wine spilled all over the floor, secretly screaming in his heart.

This donkey-faced Daoist appeared like a ghost, and he had no sense of existence. He sat opposite him, but he didn't even notice that there was another person sitting there.

Do not ask to know, is a great master.

Cai Xiaobai also picked up the cat alertly, glanced at Bunny Bunny, and was about to cry.

The world outside the mountain is also too scary...

"How can people be counted like the sky? There are many supernatural powers that defy the sky and change their lives, but throughout the ages, who has defied the sky, and who has changed their lives?"

The donkey-faced Taoist raised his head slowly, his tone was low and hoarse: "The universe in the sleeves is huge, and the five colors of light are long. How amazing are those two, and now, where are they?"

While speaking, the donkey-faced Taoist was a little distracted.

The person in front of him is wearing five colors of divine light, will it have something to do with the person in the past...

"But you survived..."

An Qisheng's eyes darkened as he looked at Daoist Donkey, or Daoist Lu.

All kinds of information that had been spied on with Daoyitu then overflowed.

This donkey-faced Daoist was the same Lu Daoist he had spied out from the underground palace, using the spiritual imprint of Wu Feijing as a reference.

An old demon who experienced the 'Phoenix Emperor's Extermination of the Sky'.

"Just lingering. Besides, fellow Daoist seems to have recovered earlier than me."

Daoist Lu's eyes flashed, and he became more and more certain that the Daoist man in front of him must have been "robbed of his house" by an old friend.

Otherwise, how would you recognize yourself?

An Qisheng was dumbfounded, the old demon seemed to have misunderstood, but he didn't remind him, and said lightly:

"Your Excellency is entrenched in this city, are you waiting for me?"

Daoren Lu's trace could not be concealed from him.

In fact, as early as a few months ago, he had already sensed where Lu Daoren was, and because of this, he did not go to that empty underground palace.

Turn to Canglu City.

"Yes and no."

Daoist Lu's expression was sullen, and he seemed to have few expressions at first, or he was forcibly holding on: "However, since fellow Daoist said that he would come to the door, I have no choice but to wait here."

"Oh?"

An Qisheng casually landed on Gong Yangyan's shoulder, let the latter sit down, and said in a low voice, "Knowing that I'm coming, but I haven't run yet.

Your Excellency, I am very confident. "

An Qisheng's tone was flat, but as his sound waves echoed, the atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became more solid.

Not to mention Gong Yangyan, even the bunny rabbit Yu Cai Xiaobai, who slipped away the moment he saw the donkey-faced Taoist man, could not help but tremble.

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"Why do fellow Daoists shout and kill each other? I've been waiting for the rest of my life so far, and the worst thing I should do is to kill each other..."

Lu Daoren's eyes narrowed as if he was about to have a seizure, but he finally sighed: "In the first battle, there were not many people who survived..."

An Qisheng asked, "How many survived just like you?"

"Maybe there aren't many anymore."

Lu Daoren shook his head slightly: "But you and I can both survive, those people may not really be dead..."

There is great terror between life and death.

This is not only for ordinary people, no matter gods, demons, evils, all living beings are afraid of death, and because of this, it is not so easy to die.

"so?"

An Qisheng moved in his heart.

In the dream worlds, he has witnessed too many cultivation paths, and the emphasis of various cultivation paths may be different, but there is one thing in common.

That is, the more profound the cultivation, the farther away from death. In other words, the higher the cultivation base, the more difficult it is to kill.

This is the case in the Jiufu Realm, this is the way of the human world, this is the case in the Wanyang Realm, and the Emperor Heaven Realm is no exception.

"So, I have no ill will."

Daoren Lu's tone was soft and kind, "I am here, first, to apologize to Your Excellency for the previous misunderstanding, and secondly, to invite Your Excellency to work with me."

"Apologize?!"

An Qisheng hadn't spoken yet, but Gong Yangyan couldn't bear it any longer, his eyes widened angrily: "You waited to kill me, but now I apologize?! How can it be so cheap!"

Gong Yangyan was furious in his heart.

He is not stupid. From the few words of this donkey-faced Taoist, he has already guessed that the destruction of the sect must have something to do with this person!

"Ok?"

Only then did Daoren Lu notice the three-inch Ding Daoist beside An Qisheng. Facing the questioning, he was neither happy nor sad, but just glanced at Gong Yangyan casually.

Looking at An Qisheng again, his eyelids trembled:

"Do fellow Daoists also care about this trivial matter?"

Being questioned by a junior who didn't even have a pill, he naturally had anger in his heart, but he just thought of the unparalleled style of the five-color divine light in his memory.

His anger vanished like foam under the scorching sun.

That's the five-colored light...

"Small things..."

An Qisheng raised his hand and stopped the angry Gong Yangyan from speaking, his eyes became colder: "There is no small matter between life and death."

Lu Daoren had achieved Dharma Body as early as the ancient years, and he had just recovered not long ago. Naturally, he would not be the one who killed the whole sect.

However, he couldn't get rid of it.

"A few small monks, Daoist friends actually care?"

Looking at An Qi's immortal expression, Lu Daoren's face moved, as if he couldn't understand: "I just borrowed a cottage..."

He saw a lot of life and death, and he didn't care about the life and death of anyone other than himself, not to mention a few unknown humans.

"Ok......"

Daoren Lu's long eyebrows twitched and he suppressed his agitation. He spread out one hand and looked at Gong Yangyan: "Write the name of the person who died in vain in your sect on this old man's hand."

"What, what?"

Looking at the yellowed palm, Gong Yangyan seemed to have thought of something, his eyes widened, the anger in his heart disappeared for a while, and he couldn't stop the 'bang bang' beating:

"you you......"

There are thousands of supernatural powers in the world, and everything is omnipresent, and among them there is a kind of supernatural power, which has the ability to bring back the dead...

"In the years of antiquity, a ghost world descended from the sky, and the resentment and hatred in it was earth-shattering, and all the supernatural powers were helpless... Later, it seems that a sage shot and broke that ghost world into the dimension. But every night, the two worlds will overlap, and yin and yang will come and go..."

Daoren Lu's eyelids were drooping, and he managed to keep his tone not so rigid: "You write down your name and birthdate, and this old man can take action and ask the Fengdu city master how many souls will come!"

At this point, Daoren Lu paused for a while, ignoring the inexplicable surprise of Gong Yangyan, and looked at An Qisheng expressionlessly:

"So, is that enough?"

His tone was the same, but everyone, including Gong Yangyan, felt a chill in their hearts, only to feel that the aura of this donkey-faced Taoist was like a volcano that was about to erupt.

has been suppressed to the limit.

"Yin and Yang, City Lord of Fengdu......"

An Qisheng glanced at the darkening sky thoughtfully.

In the Immortal Realm, every night, there will be ghosts running rampant. The city is fine, but there are often hundreds of ghosts in the wild at night.

Of course he knew this.

Just listening to Lu Daoren's words, he couldn't help but think of the underworld of the human world and Gu Changfeng.

Fengdu City Lord?

As his thoughts turned, An Qisheng seemed to be unaware of the anger of the donkey-faced Taoist in front of him, and his tone remained unchanged:

"not enough."

boom!

There seemed to be a hurricane whistling, and in an instant, the huge restaurant trembled.

The expressions of Tuba and the others all changed wildly, and they disappeared into the restaurant.

"Huh~"

Daoren Lu's face was trembling, and there was finally no trace of warmth in his eyes: "Do you really want to embarrass me? Is there no discussion?"

He admitted that he had lowered his posture to the lowest level, and repeatedly retreated, but he still got this answer.

At this moment, Lu Daoren could hardly contain the anger in his heart!

If it weren't for that five-color divine light, it left an unimaginable impression on him.

He's about to explode.

But Rao is still intimidated by the five-color divine light, and his patience is about to be exhausted.

An Qisheng was slightly surprised when he saw Daoren Lu who almost ran wild in front of him. Having seen the path of Daoren Lu's fate, he naturally knew that Daoren Lu was extremely violent.

'It seems that ~lightnovelpub.net~ the five-colored light in that battle left a deep impression on him...'

Thoughts flashed, An Qisheng stopped teasing the donkey, and said, "You know, over the years, relying on a half-dead old demon like you, what did the 'Falun Gong' do? what?"

A few months ago, he used that Wu Feijing as a guide to spy on the person behind him, and he gained two, besides Lu Daoren, there was one person.

That man was far inferior to Daoist Lu, but his viciousness was far superior.

"Huh? Zhang Longfu?"

Lu Daoren's eyes moved, and he suppressed his anger, and his voice was cold: "What can a young man who relies on my breath to survive, what can he do?"

Whether it is suspended animation or recovery, even for someone like him, it is not an easy task.

That Lianfatang advocated Long Fu, which was the one he left behind.

"Cultivation, can't decide everything..."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly, and raised his palm while speaking.

hum~

The folds visible to the naked eye spread around his palm, and in an instant, it has turned into a void.

Several embarrassed figures fell from the hole, and the mud seemed to fall to the ground, screaming and moaning.

"these people......"

Daoren Lu frowned, these embarrassed figures had weak aura, their cultivation was extremely poor, and they didn't even have the slightest divine aura, so he naturally couldn't recognize them.

It's just that he is proficient in counting, and in a flash, he has calculated the identities of the people in front of him.

boom!

In the next moment, Daoren Lu suddenly changed his expression, his breath swelled, and shook those people into powder, his tone was cold, and he was already extremely angry:

"Dog-like things, dare to bully me!"

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