Changsheng Goudao: Playing suona at the beginning, sending off Xiuxian

Chapter 865

In the eyes of the little Taoist boy, the eldest brother is the best.

He taught him to carve figurines, let him ride on his horse, and told him stories. When he was a child, he liked to follow the eldest brother the most.

The second elder sister planted a lot of delicious fruits, but she was the most fierce. The little Taoist boy disliked the second elder sister the most.

The third elder brother was the kindest and could always make a lot of delicious food.

As for the master, he was very powerful and could do anything.

It would be better if he didn't always ask him to recite scriptures and carve puppets.

The little Taoist boy lived a carefree and leisurely life.

"I'll be lazy for another day and grow up tomorrow."

The little Taoist boy who grew up in happiness was not good at observing words and expressions.

He didn't notice that the third elder brother had a few more sad expressions on his face.

He also didn't notice that the master had a few more wounds under his Taoist robe and a few more white hairs in order to find the true dragon's essence and blood to open his spirit.

The third elder sister scolded him every time and forced him to study hard and sleep well.

He secretly gave the third sister a nickname:

"If the king doesn't leave, the dog won't care."

Days passed, and the little Taoist boy grew up slowly.

Three years later, a group of uninvited guests came to Luotian Temple.

In the main hall of Luotian Temple, a giant statue of two feet tall was wearing heavy armor and led a group of Taoist soldiers who had fought many battles.

The master of Luotian Temple and his three disciples received them in the temple.

The heavily armored giant said:

"Master Luo, we are also very sorry about your disciple's matter."

"The war on the front line is urgent, the Zhenyang Army has been defeated in succession, and the evil disaster has spread, affecting dozens of star regions."

The heavily armored giant presented several relics.

A broken sword, a bloody Taoist robe, and seven sparkling star cores.

The little Taoist boy recognized that it was the Taoist robe of the eldest brother.

When he was very young, he and the eldest brother played a game of riding a big horse, and he accidentally peed on it.

Eldest brother, can't you come back?

The master's face was filled with sorrow:

"The catastrophe is raging, who among us cultivators can be an exception? This is his fate."

"Master Yan has calculated his whole life, but he still can't predict his own fate."

The heavily armored giant said again:

"Master Luo, the front line failed, and Emperor Xiyi issued a conscription order to summon all the cultivators in the world to go to the front line to suppress the disaster."

"Luotian Temple will also send out another thousand people."

The master's face was full of frost:

"General Zhong, my Luotian Temple is already sparsely populated, and most of the disciples followed the eldest disciple to the front line."

"The entire Luotian Temple can't even gather a thousand people."

"If we respond to the order of the emperor, my Luotian Temple will The whole family will be wiped out."

General Zhong said in a deep voice:

"He Shouwu and I have a brotherhood, Master Luo, please don't make it difficult for me."

"Besides, the evil disaster is spreading everywhere and has swallowed up half of the Tianchen star field. If it cannot be stopped, Luotian Temple will fall."

"The catastrophe is raging. Even if we can retreat, where can we retreat to?"

The master sighed:

"Forget it, forget it. I will lead the remaining disciples in the temple to the front line together."

"I only hope that the general will leave a ray of incense for my Luotian Temple."

At this moment, the little Taoist boy realized that the old man, the omnipotent master in his eyes, would also be powerless.

Later, the armored Taoist soldiers went away, and the master and the third senior brother followed.

In the huge Luotian Temple, only the little Taoist boy and the second senior sister were left.

The little Taoist boy cried and wanted to follow, but was stopped by the second senior sister.

After the master and the third senior brother left, the second senior sister became more and more severe to the little Taoist boy.

He was not allowed to be lazy, and was forced to recite scriptures and carve puppets every day.

Even the scriptures of the entire Luotian Temple were piled up in his room.

Sometimes if he did not do well, he would be given a meal of bamboo shoots and fried meat.

Although the little Taoist boy grew up slowly, he still hated his senior sister.

In the tree hole, the little Taoist boy took a flower and peeled it off petals by petals.

"Goubuli is really too much. Master has never beaten me like this."

"Wait for Master to come back, I must complain to Master."

The little Taoist boy did not wait for Master and the third senior brother to come back.

What he waited for was the overwhelming white fog like a tide.

In the white fog, there were all ferocious corpses!

The white fog was surging, swallowing up the mountains, swallowing up the rivers, and spreading towards Luotian Temple.

The little Taoist boy was dumbfounded, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Is this the evil disaster?

Is this the opponent that Master and Senior Brothers are fighting against?

Seeing that the huge Luotian Temple was about to be swallowed by the white mist, the second sister Wang Buli turned into a giant of a thousand feet and lifted up the Luotian Temple with great magic power.

She sealed the Luotian Temple and pushed it far away:

"Go! Live well!"

The little Taoist boy was horrified:

"Dog - Second Sister, let's go together and wait for Master and the others to come back."

"They won't come back."

The second sister's face was still as cold as ice.

In the white mist, a huge monster jumped away, but it was a huge corpse Kun.

The corpse Kun opened its mouthThe bloody mouth swallowed everything and bit Luo Tianguan.

The huge Luo Tianguan was bitten off.

The second sister had a murderous look on her face, holding a long sword and stabbing into the body of the corpse Kun, fighting with the corpse Kun.

She used all her strength to push Luo Tianguan away.

And she herself fell into the white fog.

The vast white fog swallowed the figure of the second sister.

Luo Tianguan, the little Taoist boy burst into tears.

"Why, why do I have to grow up tomorrow!"

"Master, eldest brother, second sister, third brother, I was wrong, I was wrong."

"I shouldn't be lazy and study hard, I shouldn't not lift the quilt, I shouldn't sleep well, I shouldn't give my sister a nickname..."

The little Taoist boy began to hate himself, why didn't he listen to the master and brothers.

He began to try his best to study hard and sleep well.

But there was no one around him.

However, in the end, Luo Tianguan was also submerged by the vast white fog.

From then on, there was a wandering Weird Palace.

In the Weird Palace, the little Taoist Nan Tianxing disappeared, and a young man named He Bugui appeared.

The master named his brothers arbitrarily, and gave them all medicine names.

The eldest brother was called He Shouwu, the second sister Wang Buli, the third brother Danggui, and the youngest brother Nan Tianxing.

So, the little Taoist boy became He Bugui.

In the Weird Palace, Chiyu woke up from a dream, tears streaming down his face.

An indescribable sadness filled his heart.

"It turns out that there was a great catastrophe in ancient times, called the Yang (Yang) Rebellion."

"Luotian Temple was trapped in this great catastrophe and eventually turned into weirdness."

Chiyu looked down at himself.

But he found that his figure began to become illusory.

He put on He Bugui's Taoist robe, and his image began to be the same as He Bugui.

In his mind, he kept replaying the past.

He was trapped in weirdness!

If he didn't find a solution, he would be assimilated by the Ghost Palace sooner or later.

The connection with the original body was intermittent and getting harder and harder.

His thoughts became chaotic, and he became more and more similar to He Bugui.

At this time, the original body also received help from the clone.

However, the connection with the clone became farther and farther, until he could hardly catch up.

At the critical moment, the original body gave the clone several orders.

Then he could no longer sense the clone's information.

He held his chin and began to think about how to rescue the clone.