Chapter 1256： Taiyan Taoism

"Om!"

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

I saw that above the blue sky, there began to be a road of golden lotus blooming thousands of miles, covering the sky and covering the sun.

The terrifying Dao Ji evolves into the sky, reflecting the sky into a colorful scene.

The beast screamed, and the bird soared into the sky.

And in the eruption of Xianhui, I saw a figure wearing a black cyan robe, walking slowly from the sky of clouds.

Gray-haired, awkward expression.

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

Daotian Palace Lord! Terran saint!

Qing Cang has been admired by the whole world for 100,000 years, and I am afraid that this is the only one.

Suddenly, the whole Taoist mountain cheered and rushed into the sky. All the disciples and elders of the school stood up and bowed to the old man's figure.

"Meet the palace lord."

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

coming!

Ever since he knew that the Heavenly Academy was sealed with a demon bone, he had been paying attention to the news of the master of the Academy.

Palace Lord Daotian, his real name has long been forgotten by the world.

One hundred thousand years ago, the Lord of the Realm squashed the heavens and the earth. At that time, the Lord of the Daotian Palace was already at the top of the human race.

Only in times of crisis, the palace lord made himself a mountain gate, independent of the world, and did not participate in this dispute.

After the world master took control of the world, or worried about the human beliefs, he never made a move on this human holy land.

Later, the palace lord gave a lecture in this world, aiming to continue the blood heritage for the human race, reopen the school, and recruit disciples.

Regarding all this, the Realm Lord Hall saw it, and still did not intervene.

Is this reasonable?

Even if the realm master Tianzong is talented, I am afraid he will not let the power of the human race prosper and grow.

However, for 100,000 years, Daotian Academy has been prospering day by day, with no distinction of education, and has gradually become the true holy place belief in the hearts of the human race.

However, the main hall of the world was independent of the world and ignored it.

and!

More importantly, this Fangzong sect has countless disciples, but is not under the control of the lower realms. So where did the resources for their cultivation come from?

From the very beginning, Ling Xiao had guessed that this school of learning might have something to do with the Realm Master Hall.

Collecting the heroes of the world, keeping the famous monument, and taking pictures of the phantom wall, can you... better control each era?

"Very well, every time I see my youthful vigor, I am deeply relieved to be old."

The vicissitudes of life are revealed in the eyes of the Lord of Daotian Palace, and there seems to be clear and bright overflowing between the opening and closing, and time goes back.

The endless rhyme of Taoism spread and opened, and in the whole lecture hall, there were sudden immortal shadows descending, or bowed their heads to taste tea, or chanted softly.

The sound of Tao Yin and the immortals are endless, and the colorful auspicious auspicious meanders into horses.

After just a breath, everyone actually felt the Taoist heart melodious, and the blood of the spiritual power all over the body showed signs of boiling.

"A miracle! This is a miracle!"

"It's worthy of being the Palace Master, self-contained Daoyun."

Countless Tianjiao evildoers knelt down sincerely, and worshipped with their faces up.

But Ling Xiao 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 the Lord of Heaven arranged such a magical machine of Tao Yun.

However, it is obvious that this kind of surging and rich spiritual mechanism will never be innately possessed by a person without the Eucharist.

In other words, this Daotian Palace Lord is playing mystery.

"My little friends."

The master of Taoist Mansion sits cross-legged on the Jintai, with a gentle manner.

At this moment, his eyes flashed across everyone one by one, and finally fell on Ling Xiao's body.

"Today's old man, I will give you a sermon on the Daoyuan classics, Taiyan Taoism."

"what!"

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

As we all know, this Taiyan Taoist scripture is the inherited classic of the first Taoist courtyard of the four courtyards.

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

even!

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

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

"In the eyes of the old, all the exercises in this world must be practiced by someone to pass on their essence. A strong person can only protect his children and grandchildren, and at most protect the mountains and rivers."

Palace Master Daotian smiled indifferently, with vicissitudes in his eyes, "Only a strong clan can prosper in the world and dominate for nine days!"

"boom!"

Hearing this, the whole lecture hall suddenly had spiritual power and ups and downs.

Everyone looked at the gray-haired, pleasant-looking old man in shock, his lips quivered, and his whole body was in awe.

Did you see that this is the true saint of Human Race, and he takes the lead in everything he thinks.

Yes!

If the human race had such a strong character 100,000 years ago, how could they have lost the fortune of heaven and earth and became a running dog of the immortal race.

In this way, it is the fact that the tribes in the four-pole land have lost their ancestral land, but they have not lost their faith.

No wonder!

Even if these tribes live in the corner of Qingcang, they can still crush the human race in the modern era.

It turns out that people have obsessions and are protected by destiny.

Looking at the blue sky, many human forces have not really bowed their heads to the main hall of the world, and there is only one Daotian Academy, and...the Primordial Ling Clan.

Even those ancient clans of the hermit, who showed their loyalty at the beginning, were able to continue their bloodline and stay safe and secluded.

Oh!

It's no wonder that Young Master Ling Xiao has such a natural posture, the blood of the Ling clan, continuous inheritance, standing proudly for nine days.

God, after all, prefers these retrograde people!

But at this moment, looking at the polite old man in front of him, even though Ling Xiao's face had a dignified and serious look, he already sneered in his heart.

If it weren't for the old thing's lack of luck, he would have to wonder if the palace lord had also traveled back.

This method of feeding chicken soup is simply handy.

First set an example, everyone in Xiaozhi is righteous, and everyone is ready to relax.

So, isn't it logical to leave a name and take a photo?

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

If the collection of the Luowan classics is not for the achievement itself, then there is only one possibility.

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

Realm master?

Ling Xiao's eyes condensed slightly, and there was a bit of chill in her heart.

What exactly is this missing world master plotting?

If Palace Master Daotian were really the **** of the realm master, then this chess game could be traced back 100,000 years ago.

This kind of xinxing handwriting is indeed chilling.

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

"Achievement retreats, and the way of heaven is not contended by the Taiyan, and the way is accomplished is based on the saints without reliance, and the accomplishments do not live, and they do not want to see the sages."

Palace Master Daotian smiled indifferently and waved his palm lightly.

I saw that above the ancient temple, there was a sudden burst of golden light, evolving the divine writings, densely packed, like an ancient scripture, spreading out before everyone's eyes.

Taiyan Taoism! !

Daotian Palace Lord, actually took out the classics of this school of inheritance.

For a while, countless Tianjiao looked solemn, and secretly blamed themselves. It turned out... they really didn't understand the word righteously enough!