As the people of the world discussed, they saw the projection of the golden list.
Xu Longhu opened his mouth and swallowed all the Sword Qi in his heart and lungs." I'm not full yet. Do you have more?"”
The figure in front of Xu Longhu clenched his sword and smiled.
"There's nothing else, but there's plenty of sword qi.”
Xu Longhu didn't say anything.
He turned his head and looked back.
She didn't know what he was looking at.
After looking at it for a moment, Xu Longhu slowly turned his head and smiled foolishly.
"Brother, I'm going to fight."
At this moment, Xu Longhu's aura plummeted rapidly.
From the original extraordinary realm of lingering at the threshold of the Finger Profound realm, he fell all the way back to the Vajra Realm!
His realm had clearly fallen, but his aura had increased greatly.
His entire body was filled with blood essence, like a ferocious beast that had escaped from its cage!
When the people of the world saw this, their hearts were filled with confusion.
However, Zhao Xichuan's expression changed drastically.
Others might not know what was going on with Xu Longhu, but how could he not know!
"We're finished!"
Zhao Xichuan exclaimed.
It was only at this moment that he suddenly understood what it meant to forcefully open the Heavenly Eye written on the Golden Roll.
Xu Longhu looked at himself in the Golden Roll Projection and was a little puzzled. What did he play?
Zhao Xichuan was burning with anxiety." You silly tiger cub!”
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Then, he looked at the golden ranking projection.
The scene changed.
It was Zhao Xichuan.
Ever since his disciple left the mountain a few years ago, Zhao Xichuan had nothing to do.
He first went to the Green Dragon Stream to daydream for a while, then went to look at the stream for a while, then returned to the temple and sat by the bed of the boy's house for a while, and finally went to the dry well to sit for a long time.
Just as he was thinking about his disciple in a daze.
At this moment.
Suddenly, his eyelids trembled and his heart skipped a beat.
Then, his expression changed drastically. He quickly began to calculate with his fingers. In the end, his face became paler and paler. He suddenly stood up and sat back down dejectedly.
Zhao Xichuan deceived himself and roared at the well,""Xu Fengnian, if you can't protect the tiger cub this time, I'll curse in front of your house for as long as I can live.”
As he cursed, he laughed inexplicably.
However, in this miserable laughter, there was a sadness of not being able to reach the top in his life and failing to live up to the expectations of his ancestors. There was also an inexplicable open-mindedness.
In the projection of the Golden List.
Zhao Xichuan walked to his room, combed his hair and beard, and found a yellow and purple Taoist robe that he had not worn for many years.
Then, under the gaze of countless juniors of the Celestial Master's Residence as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight, he slowly walked towards the Celestial Master's Residence. Then, he came to the Ancestral Hall and bowed to all the portraits of the Ancestral Masters hanging on the wall one by one.
Upon seeing this, everyone seemed to have realized something and their expressions changed slightly.
An indescribable emotion filled his heart at this moment.
"What is this old man doing?"
"Isn't that young man the old man's disciple?”
"If he didn't, then he must have forcefully opened the Heavenly Eye for his disciple!？”
For a moment, everyone in the world seemed to vaguely guess Zhao Xichuan's intentions in the projection of the Golden Board.
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In the projection of the Golden Roll, Zhao Xichuan walked out of the Ancestral Hall and sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain.
He laughed softly and said,"
"It is said that there is a knife on the battlefield, and one is not afraid of death on horseback. There was wine in the Jianghu, and he was not afraid of being drunk.”
"This poor priest has never dared to kill anyone, and I can't even drink to my heart's content. I've never lived a heroic life."
The old Taoist seemed to be talking to the world, as if he was talking to the past.
He said loudly,
"This is the last time."
"Enjoy yourself!"
Immediately after, under the watchful eyes of everyone in the world!
The old man stretched out his finger and stabbed it into his eyes!
Then, Huang Zi raised his bloody right index finger and drew a mark between his eyebrows.
It was as if he had opened his Heavenly Eye!
The old man lowered his arms and placed them gently on his knees. He made a hand seal and said serenely,""Tiger cub, this is all I can do.”
"I can't learn how to open the Heavenly Gate, and even opening the Heavenly Eye is so difficult.”
"If I still can't block the heavenly tribulation for you, don't blame Master.”
the old man murmured.
Seeing this, everyone in the world felt a lump in their throat.
He had mixed feelings.
Many emotional women had tears in their eyes.
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Everyone in the world seemed to be immersed in sorrow.
At this moment, a piece of music sounded outside the golden list projection.
It was as if he was reminiscing about Zhao Xichuan's life.
What made him the happiest was that he had taken in Xu Longhu as his disciple.
Zhao Xichuan sat cross-legged and looked up at the sky.
At the last moment of his life.
He remembered the snoring of his disciple in the Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain a few years ago.
It was not peaceful at all.
He sighed.
However, this was what the old man missed the most.
Following the projection of the golden list, a line of narration appeared.
"The world envies longevity, and Daoists cultivate purity.”
The other three Heavenly Masters of Longhu Mountain all cultivated immortality.
However, he was the only one who cultivated the Pure Qi. He was like a real Daoist priest who cultivated his own purity all his life.
The projection of the golden list changed.
The old and the young reunited.
Zhao Xichuan, the old Daoist, turned his head.
He looked at his beloved disciple with his blind eyes.
In an instant, it was as if he had returned to the dilapidated Taoist temple at the foot of Mount Longhu. He nagged as usual, then pointed at the sky and said angrily,"Tiger cub, f * cking heavenly tribulation.”
At the end of the winter of the first year of Xiangfu, the purple golden lotus at the highest point of the pool in the Celestial Master's residence withered in an instant.
Then, Xu Longhu tried to catch the disappearing figure to prevent his master from leaving, but it was to no avail.
A generation of heavenly masters had disappeared just like that.
The projection of the golden list gradually dimmed.
The projection of the Golden Roll ended, but that emotion still enveloped the world.
In the world.
Silence!
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