Chapter 153

In the palace of sages, the crazy people of Chu speak amazing words!

He came to talk to the sage!

In the face of Chu Madman's request, the white browed sage's eyes showed a trace of accident, and then pondered for a long time.

"Xiaoyou, are you sure you want to do this?"

"The way of the younger generation has fallen into a bottleneck. I hope to discuss the way with the sage and seek a breakthrough. I also hope that the sage can complete it." Chu is crazy about humanity.

"In that case, yes."

The white browed sage nodded slightly and agreed to the request of Chu Madman.

With a faint smile, the Madman of Chu got up and crossed the crowd, came to the sage, hugged Kunwu and sat on the ground.

Everyone was staring at them.

How could a king of war argue with a saint?!

For them, this scene is so incredible that everyone doesn't want to miss it.

"It's rare for you to be surrounded by the power of merit and virtue." The white browed sage took a look at the Madman of Chu and then gave him a faint smile.

"Oh, it's not as good as the sage preaching, blessing the common people."

Chu Madman knows that he has the power of merit and virtue. After all, he didn't have any merit and virtue to save Beiling Daozhou.

However, compared with the white browed sage, this kind of merit is nothing. After all, the merits accumulated by other people for such a long time can't be compared with himself, but he didn't pay attention to it.

"Sage, please." Chu Madman light said, and then the whole body road rhyme diffuse, the head of Heaven Sword, began to talk about the road.

The white browed sage is not ambiguous, and the realm of Tao and Dharma is displayed.

Instant.

Chu Madman felt a vast sea of Tao rhyme coming towards him, which made him feel unprecedented pressure.

This is Saint Daoyun?!

If he hadn't understood the emperor's Sutra for three years, I'm afraid that the sword of heaven would collapse in this terrible rhyme of Saint Tao.

"Little friend, the high level of Taoism and Dharma is amazing. I'm afraid few people under the sage can compare with you."

Seeing that Chu Madman resisted his own Taoist rhyme, the white browed sage could not help but marvel.

And the sage's words, other people also heard, are secretly speechless, no wonder Chu Madman want to talk with the sage.

It turns out that his Taoist realm has reached this level!

Ao Cang, Yuan Hong and others looked at each other, and their hearts were filled with a strong sense of frustration.

The same as Tianjiao, they are still little emperors, but Chu madmen have already left them far behind.

"Sage, please take my sword!" At this time, the Madman of Chu suddenly drank lightly, the sword of heaven trembled, and a sword burst out.

The terrible sword light contains the ultimate charm of sword. Even if the white browed sage saw it, his eyes were slightly dignified.

"Good Kendo!"

With a sigh of admiration, Bai Mei's heart moved. Behind him, a giant shadow appeared, fighting towards the sword light.

The rhymes of the two tracks interweave and collide in the void, and the brilliant flow makes every monk present confused.

This kind of Taoist rhyme is too mysterious.

"Little friend, you also take me a move." The white browed sage's Taoist rhyme was flowing, and the giant's virtual shadow pointed to the Madman of Chu.

The mighty Taoist rhyme is like a mountain calling tsunami. Even the supreme Taoist Dharma will be defeated in the face of this finger.

Chu Madman heart read a move, void suddenly gave birth to a white lotus, this refers to the road rhyme to layer upon layer collapse.

Holy Dharma, white lotus pure world!

"Oh, wonderful way." The white browed sage was slightly surprised.

"Come again."

Chu Madman's eyes sparkled with light and excitement.

It's really extraordinary to discuss Taoism with the sage. He feels that he has touched the barrier of Taoism!

Not only that, in the past three years, he also used the Sutra of emperor Changsheng which he understood one by one to deepen his understanding, but also all kinds of Dharma which he understood in wanfazong.

Chu Madman spent all his life learning, very happy.

All kinds of monks lingered in the hall for a whole day.

In particular, all kinds of Taoist rhymes displayed by Chu madmen made every monk seem to find his own Taoist shadow.

This shocked people. They couldn't imagine how one could master so many kinds of practice?

"It's said that the Madman of Chu had realized all the Dharma in Wanfa sect. It seems that the rumor is true. It's terrible."

"With so many methods, he can use every one perfectly. I'm afraid even the master of ten thousand methods is just like this."

"How terrible is this man's understanding?"

Even the seven ancestors who had been following the Madman of Chu were scared at the moment.

They know that Chu Madman's realm of Taoism and Dharma is very high, even they can't compare, but they didn't expect that it would be so high.One day and one night when we talk with sages, we don't fall behind.

"Chuxiaoyou, it's time to end." At this time, the white browed sage suddenly opened his mouth, and then a white light burst out between his eyebrows.

The white light contains a powerful Taoist rhyme, in which the sage Taoist rhyme evolves incisively and vividly.

Just in an instant, Bai Guang broke through the pure world chapter of Bai Lian and hit the sword of heaven on the head of Chu Madman.

The Dao rhyme of the sword of heaven's Dao was damaged, and cracks appeared. The Chu Madman's body trembled, and the Dao rhyme of the whole body gradually disintegrated.

"Almost."

The Kunwu sword in Chu Madman's arms trembles, and a powerful sword's Dao rhyme breaks out again, which is injected into the sword of heaven. The Dao rhyme, which was originally disintegrated, is instantly stabilized and sharpened for several points.

The white browed sage nodded slightly, "good sword!"

The Madman of Chu didn't reply. At this time, he fell into a mysterious state of epiphany. All kinds of Taoist methods he learned in this life, and even the three-year enlightenment of the emperor's Sutra, evolved in his mind one by one.

Too many.

He's going to get too much.

Chu Madman summed up these methods one by one, and then integrated all the Taoist rhymes into the chopping heaven and pulling sword.

All he has learned is a sword!

All they saw was that the white lotus around the Madman of Chu was gone, leaving only the sword of heaven above his head in full bloom.

A terrible sword rhyme is rising rapidly. At this moment, even the white browed sage feels a trace of palpitation.

"What is the situation of this Taoist rhyme?"

Hum

At this time, the glory of the sword of heaven turned into a pillar of light, and the avenue seemed to feel something, and all kinds of visions evolved over the palace.

The sky is in disorder, the earth is flowing with golden lotus, and the sound of Tao reverberates

The aura of this vision gradually diffuses and covers the whole green dragon area. No, the strong of the whole sky star seems to feel something. They look at the direction of Baimei mountain one after another, with a look of uncertainty.

"What's the matter with this Taoist rhyme?"

"Is it the sage's Daoyun? No, there is no such palpitating fluctuation in Saint Daoyun. What is the situation in the end? "

"Is Baimei mountain made by the sage of Baimei?"

All the strong are scared.

Even the saints who lived in seclusion behind the scenes were startled to release their spiritual thoughts one by one and peep in the direction of Baimei mountain.

But then, a terrible pressure broke out from the rhyme, which made all the peeping saints tremble and panic!

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