When the old Taoist priest slapped, his palm swelled a little out of thin air, and many blue veins appeared on the surface, making the originally bitter palm instantly turn blue and purple, as if blood was blocked inside.

With a slap, the sky spirit cover made a crisp sound, as if something broke inside and broke, which scared Li Xiong beside him and hurried forward to stop it!

Even Zhang Xuan and other students and disciples were also shocked by the sudden actions of the old Taoist priest, and they all had their own actions. But when they ran to the front, the old Taoist priest's eyes, ears, mouth and nose were already rolling black blood, and his head was even shriveled, and his entire head was no longer in shape.

"Why is this?" Li Xiong looked at the people around him, "If it can't be solved, why should it be done?" There was a confusion in his words, and there was a breath that could not be solved.

Zhang Xuan could understand that the lord of Shu probably regarded the old Taoist priest's actions as hopeless, so he committed suicide.

In this way, Li Xiong felt uncomfortable. After all, the old Taoist priest just slapped his chest and promised that he would be able to hold the Xuanjia Army for two years, allowing Li Xiong to start planning for two years. As a result, he learned about his own life with a slap in the face. The impact Li Xiong was subject to can be imagined.

However, Zhang Xuan is the disciple of the old Taoist priest. He knows some secrets of mysterious methods, and even more so that there is a Yin God method in the world, but he can only use it once in his life. That is now.

So he took the initiative to stand up and kowtowed to the old Taoist priest's body before he began to calm down.

He first told some mysterious scriptures to several fellow disciples, which made them understand a little bit in their hearts and calm down a little bit, but there was still sadness in their eyes.

"Do you understand why, do you understand?" Li Xiong couldn't help asking when he saw it.

Zhang Xuan came out and explained: "My teacher is going to go there for a while. If it goes well, it may hinder the Xuanjia Army's advancement. It will not take two or three years, at most, only one year, and at least a few months."

Li Xiong was stunned at first, but then he was shocked and suspicious.

Zhang Xuan also knew that such words were too mysterious and could speak for ordinary people, but for people like Li Xiong, even ghosts and gods were disrespectful to those who were in power, let alone others.

So, Zhang Xuan could only use comforting words: "The king should have understood what he said just now. The person who came from Xuanjia was not good, not only for Shu, but also for my teachings. This matter is related to the inheritance. How dare you not do your best?"

Li Xiong was relieved after hearing this, but he still had doubts in his heart, so he turned his eyes to the old Taoist priest's body and frowned.

But he didn't know that at this moment, a shadow popped out from the old Taoist priest's head, and it looked like an old Taoist priest. It was just that fatigue and aging disappeared, and there was a little more immortal spirit.

But when the old Taoist shadow stretched out his hand and pointed to the two Taoist scripts in front of him, layers of phantoms surged out from it, and finally turned into a long river, carrying the phantoms of the old Taoist soared into the sky!

Above the sky, the fortune of the dragon had fallen apart and disappeared. The outline was gone. Only the general pattern and the fine scales everywhere could be seen, which was a messy scene.

But the old Taoist phantom didn't care about this much, and drove the long river and became stronger and stronger towards the top, and a heavy whirlwind of luck hit him!

Many scenes and past of Taoism have evolved in the long river.

Qian Hong served Zhou, pre-Qin arts;

Taiping Yellow Turbans, Zhang Jiao’s chaos;

Five dou of rice spreads, and branches and leaves spread;

...

One by one, like a pearl, connected together, and finally evolved into the profoundness of Taoism and the built system, with many signs of rising!

In the end, the long river exploded directly and turned into the strongest luck, representing the past foundation and future extension, which lasted for hundreds and thousands of years.

"The old Taoist must at least leave a little vitality for this family today! Fellow Taoists in the world should help me!"

When a thought came out, everyone in the world was moved by the Tao. Even Sun Xiu and others from the north were no exception. However, these people were all expressed by the expressions, which made them look a little strange.

There was a Taoist wrapped in a shabby cloak in Guanzhong. He looked up and shook his head and sighed, then turned around and headed to the west.

Then, strands of luck were transmitted from all over the world, all of which entered the long river of luck in Shu. The long river suddenly surged in an instant, and as it was roaring, it plunged into the strong whirlwind of luck!

Immediately, many scenes appeared in the cyclone, including fairy mountains floating, waterfalls hanging upside down, and islands of clouds and mist overseas. There were many thoughts of enlightenment and immortality turning into immortals. They clenched the immortal skills to reveal all the mystery between the heaven and the earth, emitting a breath of changing the sky and the earth.

Suddenly, there was also a shock in the cyclone of luck. The original idea of ​​reading was shaken and distorted under the infection of this illusory fairyland. It was like scholars who were infected by many legends and myths. They began to be obsessed with this, without asking anything else, they wanted to abandon their knowledge and ask for immortality.

"A dream in life, why bother with it!"

There are words to ask about the truth in the real and real.

More thoughts of reading are shaken by it, and the entire cyclone of luck is showing signs of collapse, but instead it must be integrated into the Taoist dynasty's luck!

But the next moment, I saw a cyclone with a golden drum sound, and then the military sects appeared, and there was a text to encourage learning. So the great scholars appeared and had the meaning of cultivation. So the Taoist manifested and the organic and clever pictures were shown, so the Mohist manifested...

These things emerged one by one, layer by layer, blooming with the colors of humanities, and the brilliance of wisdom, reflecting each other. For a moment, the sky was even brighter, so that the people and soldiers below felt something and looked up.

But this look was just empty in the sky in their eyes.

But Zhang Xuan and others' perceptions were turned upside down, and they felt that they were sucked by something. In an instant, the light and shadow of various philosophers flashed in front of their eyes!

The next moment, the Taoist river of luck suddenly collapsed, and then it was absorbed by the cyclone whale above and directly included it!

Then, inscriptions emerged like chains, binding the Taoist fortune and setting up many regulations, as if standing a view is to create a book, ascension needs to ascend to the throne in advance, and alchemy is to report in advance, etc.
Chapter completed!