8mi Chapter 407 Ah, Uncle Master, You Old Scumbag 【Subscribe! 】
Chapter 407 Ah, Uncle Master, You Old Scumbag 【Subscribe! 】
"Daoist Friend, Yuanshi Daoist Friend!"
Zhuǔntí saw Yuanshi's complexion getting more and more strange, so he hurriedly called to stop.
Heavenly Dao on, Saint conscience.
He, Zhǔntí, indeed has a lot of thoughts about the disciples of the School of Enlightenment.
But, as far as the current situation is concerned, he really didn't think about it.
After all, the wool of a sect is already because it is broken.
If both sides masturbate together, it is really possible to be hacked.
But where did he expect that Ao Sheng's turbulent voice would actually make things develop in the direction he least wanted to see.
Compared with Tongtian, Yuanshi is gentler after all.
"Daoist Friend, do I need to give you some time to continue writing?"
At this time, Yuanshi did not pursue Ran's matter.
why?
Save face.
Although, Yuanshi's heart is inclined to Ao Sheng's nephew.
What bad intentions could Nephew Ao Sheng have? He just hopes that our Profound Sect will be prosperous and stable, prosperous and strong forever.
However, if he questioned Dīpankara at this time, he would have a hard time.
Therefore, at this time, the most correct choice is to beat Zhǔntí.
Zhǔntí's face trembled, there were still so many School of Interception disciples in his universe.
This is tantamount to being caught directly by a current one!
Under such circumstances, saying anything is pale and powerless.
However, he felt that he could still save it.
So he straightened his face and said: "Brother Yuanshi, Heavenly Dao is changing, and School of Enlightenment is going to be prosperous."
"School of Interception, Qi Luck is mixed, and all the disciples are entangled in karma, so this disaster should have happened."
"I, in the end, I am only merciful..."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, do you think the poor daoist will believe you?"
"Of course, even if Pen Tao believes you, you can talk to that Tongtian himself later on.
Yuanshi said again: "Suwen, Western Buddhism has opened up a wonderful way for you. Today, I also want to learn it."
At this moment, Ao Sheng shouted: "Uncle, as long as you defeat Saint Zhunti before my master, you will be able to demonstrate your ability and be stronger than my Exalted Master!"
Zhǔntí:
Damn beast, you dare to stir up trouble at this time, you really are a poor daoist and dare not blow up... Forget it, it seems impossible for the time being.
The most important thing at present is to deal with this wave.
It is worthy of being Zhuǔntí, not chaotic in times of crisis.
He laughed and said: "Brother Yuanshi, the poor daoist's reduction of these School of Interception disciples is to weaken the strength of the School of Interception. In this way, the School of Enlightenment..."
This is the method of attacking the mind.
However, at this moment, The Grand Pure One suddenly said:
"The matter of my Profound Sect has nothing to do with Buddhism, and Saint Zhunti should not have jumped off like this.
"Poor daoist, I can't stand it anymore."
Ao Sheng was on the sidelines, but it was a direct surprise.
Because the uncle suddenly stood up at this time, it was indeed beyond his expectation.
Although Zhǔntí was quibbling just now, it actually hit Yuanshi's heart directly.
Because, in Uncle Yuanshi's view, the School of Interception is so powerful that it has indeed overwhelmed the School of Enlightenment.
This is also a kind of heart disease.
Ao Sheng has always believed in one thing: even a Saint can have desires.
It's just that what Saint is looking for is completely different from the ordinary life.
As for The Grand Pure One master, he was originally on the side of Heavenly Dao's general trend.
But now, because Master has changed!
At this time, the uncle said: "As Ao Sheng said, the competition between you and Tongtian is unfair, don't listen to this little dragon's nonsense.
Ao Sheng: ...Ah, master, you have become so much more than normal.
You have the guts to say such things, it's simply, shameful!
It's so speechless.
"These days are the affairs of Western Buddhism and the younger brother himself, it is better to send him into the formation [and let the younger brother face it himself.
"In this way, it can be regarded as a complete doom."
Ao Sheng: ...Shocked! Master, you are such a master.
No, it seems that the uncle has always been a smiling tiger, very sinister.
Yuanshi smiled and said, "This statement is deeply in my heart."
With a swipe of his Pangu Banner, it forcibly tore apart the space, directly digging out a crack leading to the Immortal Executing Sword Array.
Then he looked at Zhǔntí, smiled and said: "Zhǔntí Daoist Friend, are you going to my junior brother's sword formation by yourself, or should I invite you to go with the senior brother.
Yuanshi has white hair fluttering and a fairy-like demeanor.
In the eyes of others, it is so ethereal.
The same is true for Lao'zi on the side, the bearded and hair-worshiping appearance directly retreats his temperament to the peak.
Facing Yuanshi's persecution is because of Aidran!
"That's all, it's just a chance to experience the magic of Tongtian."
However, he didn't think so in his heart.
Yuanshi, you sanctimonious hypocrite!
The Grand Pure One, you sinister old bastard!
You Three Pure Ones, hairy, are such sinister creatures, hateful!
At this moment, Zhuǔntí was full of hatred and anger towards the fluttering long hair.
It was also at this moment that Zhǔntí finally made up his mind:
In my future Buddhism, in order to prevent such calculating and sinister people from appearing, all my disciples have to shave their heads.
Yes, this is the iron law of joining my Buddhism.
Must shave!
Shaggy monsters, none of them are good things.
Even Ao Sheng did not expect that the inheritance of Buddhist ordained monkhood would start from this moment.
At this moment, he saw that Zhuntí also stepped into the teacher's Immortal Executing Sword Array.
`~Phew, the Immortal Executing Sword Array of the teacher is unbreakable by the four saints, and now only two of them have entered..."
If calculated in this way, the Tongtian leader's (Wang's) chances of winning are relatively large.
This also made Ao Sheng let out a sigh of relief often.
Teacher, this disciple has done his best.
The battle of Investiture of the Gods has come to an end at this moment.
But, no matter how you look at it, the School of Interception at this time is much better than it should have ended.
In Ao Sheng's heart, there was inevitably a smile.
It's worth my hard work.
But, to be honest, thanks to the divine assists of the two Master Uncles, the internal conflict was successfully transformed into an external conflict.
Cool!
While Ao Sheng was enjoying himself, he suddenly heard his uncle say:
"Ao Sheng, your teacher is one against two. It's really hard work. You might as well join the battle and help your teacher."
Ao Sheng:...…??? Master, are you kidding me?
This will kill the dragon, understand?
what!
Uncle, you are old