Chapter Thirteen Shameless
The advantages and disadvantages of this, or in itself, cannot be said to be good or bad.
The monks who come off the assembly line must be characters with ordinary nature. If the talent is deep, Emperor Tianxiao will not waste talents and send people to the assembly line to ruin their future. Those with deep roots must follow the orthodox path of cultivation. If not, the Yuanshi Fairy Kingdom would have been destroyed by the Yuanchu Demon Sect.
I have an ordinary nature, and if I follow the path of orthodox cultivation, I may have the opportunity to go a step further, and there is a slight possibility of becoming a true immortal or even a heavenly immortal. But similarly, maybe even the Yuanshen and Earthly Immortals can’t cultivate it. There is considerable uncertainty. And if you follow the assembly line, depending on the depth of your roots, you will either become a primordial spirit or an earthly immortal.
Many people practice on their own and cannot even cultivate the soul, but on the assembly line, they can even become earthly immortals.
The good and bad in this can only be understood by themselves. I am afraid that the senior officials of Yuanshi Fairy Kingdom will not force it. If they are willing to go to the assembly line, they will go on it, and if they are not willing, they will leave. If they don't want to be cannon fodder, a big force like Yuanshi Fairy Kingdom will definitely not want them.
It's all your own choice.
In the eyes of people like Zhao Yu, it may be sad. The Taichu Immortal Society has lasted for 360,000 years, and such roles have been changed one after another, and batch after batch has died of old age. This is the sadness of the assembly line. But in their own minds, maybe they are lucky.
Who can tell?
The Taichu Immortal Meeting is a grand gathering of the entire Taichu Immortal World Immortal Path. The Hundred Yuan Meeting only occurs once. For most monks, it is extremely rare. Now that the Immortal Society is coming to an end, not many people can be seen. But just this light-year-long vast sea of cloud fairy palace knows how many monks should be communicating here when the event is at its busiest.
The name of the event is truly worthy of its name.
Immortal palaces are lined up one after another, and the Dao Lord Palace is in the deepest part of the sea of clouds.
The immortal soldiers who lead the way are also earthly immortals after all, so they are not far apart by light years. Riding on the clouds, not long after, the Daojun Palace was in sight.
The Immortal Soldier looked at the towering Dao Lord Palace with an extremely pious expression and said: "All the ancestors of the Dao Lords are in the hall. The seniors will enter the palace by themselves, and the juniors will say goodbye."
Zhao Yu nodded, ignored the immortal soldiers who turned around and left, pressed the cloud head and landed in front of the Dao Lord's Hall.
How wonderful is the sermon of Jinxian Daojun? How many people who are not immortals can understand? If you listen forcefully, it will harm your soul. Therefore, for the vast majority of monks, this aspect of Daojun's sermon has nothing to do with them.
Even real immortals and celestial beings can’t even understand it. Or you can only listen to a little, and then you can no longer listen.
The closer it gets to the end of the Immortal Association, the fewer people will listen to it. Leaving one by one on the way.
The gate of Daojun Palace suddenly opened, and the fairy sound came out from it. The closer it got, the more it sounded like a bell, deafening and deafening. Zhao Yu walked and gradually entered the dark world.
Just like that, he walked into the hall in the mist and immediately sat cross-legged.
There is another world in the temple. The golden immortal Taoist statue is high and low, as if it is very far away and yet very close in front of you. There are golden thrones, clouds, balconies, palaces, lying on one side, talking and laughing, being silent, or being cold, and so on.
It is vast and vast, with every qi machine emitting at will, endless and boundless.
Scattered real immortals and heavenly beings are scattered in this world. Some are mesmerized by the sounds, some are gnashing their teeth and sweating profusely, some are pale and trembling, some are dancing and shouting. All living beings are in various expressions. In this.
There were three people deep in the world at this time.
A chessboard has nine sides, which is very strange. The three of them each occupied one side and were playing chess. The remaining six sides are empty.
Among these three people, one was lying in a shabby state, one was scratching his head in youthful manner, and the other was middle-aged and serious.
If Zhao Yu were here, he would recognize someone, it was the unkempt old Taoist priest, Ancestor Hun Kong.
These three people are just like ordinary people.
It's really rare to see.
That scratching young man, in the eyes of monks all over the world, is a fierce, cruel, ruthless and ruthless Hundong Demon Ancestor. Who knew he was like this? Emperor Tianxiao, whose imperial power suppresses the world of immortals and whose reputation is resounding throughout the universe, is no different than a middle-aged clerk who has been a minor official for a few days?
People have one attitude when facing ants, and another attitude when facing the same people.
It's actually not surprising.
These three are all immortals who stand at the same level as the pinnacle of the world.
The Hundong Demon Ancestor made a splash and said with a smile: "Old ghost Hunkong, is this little guy your disciple?"
Ancestor Hunkong took off a small gourd from his waist and took a long sip: "What's wrong?"
The Hundong Demon Ancestor sneered: "How to enter the Dharma Eyes? Ant ears. Just a fairy."
Emperor Tianxiao fell down and said calmly: "A three hundred thousand-year-old immortal, you are too harsh, old devil."
"So what if you are born an immortal?" The Hundong Demon Ancestor didn't care: "Ancestor, I haven't seen you enough in all these years?"
That’s not a bad thing to say.
The world is vast and full of wonders. It is not surprising that some people are born as immortals. In the eyes of people like Hundong Demon Ancestor, all bullshit heavenly and golden immortals are nothing but clouds. Unless you can become an equal in one leap, you will not be able to stand in the eyes of Dharma.
Ancestor Hun Kong laughed: "How can you generalize, a seasoned disciple? One day, when he presses you, an old devil, to the ground and rubs him, if you say this again, your old face won't be swollen."
The Hundong Demon Ancestor laughed wildly: "You old ghost can't do anything to me, so who does your apprentice count? How many people in this world can push me to the ground?"
"That's impossible to say." Emperor Tianxiao smiled faintly: "The great road reincarnates, you come and I go. Today, you, the Hundong Demon Ancestor, are so powerful in the world, how could you know that the day and night people will not be able to see the great road? I heard that this little guy and Yu Qiandao under your sect has some contradictions, it is better to nip the hidden danger in the cradle, and you can send him to Dadao in the morning with a snap of your fingers, and I will thank you."
Ancestor Hunkong's eyes were dark: "They say Tianxiao is the most shameless person. The old Taoist learned his lesson today."
The Hundong Demon Ancestor laughed wildly, pointed at Emperor Tianxiao and said: "Look, look, what do you say? Shameless! Hahaha... Old man Tianxiao, beat him, fuck him, and get rid of the old ghost die!"
How thick-skinned is Emperor Tianxiao?
He didn't care at all: "It's up to you whether you listen or not."
"I'm all over the world. If even an immortal wants to take action personally, where can I put my face? I won't be so shameless with you. Hey, if this little guy can overthrow Yu Qiandao, and even defeat me one day, it will be him Awesome. It’s too late for me to be happy. It’s so lonely, so many people, so much fun.” Hundong Demon Ancestor looked disdainful: “The road is high, so lonely and lonely.”
"What do you think, fellow Taoist?" Emperor Tianxiao heard this and asked Ancestor Hunkong with a smile.
The ancestor burst out a few words: "You are all shameless."
