In the picture created by the art of observing the sky and penetrating the earth, there is an old green cow.

Green cow, that is naturally quite common.

But it's so strong that it seems like it can push through a mountain when it raises its head, and it can crush two monsters to death when it raises its foot. It's still a blue cow. It seems that there is only one such one in the world.

The black-clothed Daojun stared intently at the old green bull.

Look at its strong body.

There is also the extremely familiar Jingang Zhuoer on the nose.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

No no no, no no no——

Shouldn't, shouldn't.

Fellow Taoist Taishang is still walking alone on the road before visiting the main road. How could he come down? Moreover, besides, isn’t that old green bull still retiring in the Tusita Palace? It is said that there is no fighting on the road, but there is no fight on the road.

If I wish to die in heaven, how could I be down here?

Hahaha.

coincide,

It's all a coincidence!

Even so, Daojun in black still grasped it with five fingers. The magical power that turned into water and reflected the three worlds instantly shattered and scattered. Yun Qin, who leaned over to look at it, felt very regretful and said: "Uncle

you……"

"It doesn't matter."

The black-clothed Daojun looked as usual.

Yun Qin Tian's heart was bright and he nodded. He didn't ask any more questions. He just sighed and said: "It will take a long time to fight again, and I don't have time to see you, so let's see you again after you forge the sword."

." After the girl said this, she picked up the folding fan, waved her hand, and left calmly.

This uncle was able to temper his sword at the intersection of the Tianhe River and the Sea of ​​Blood, where the power of water is the most powerful.

There is no doubt that it has extremely strong strength.

His skills and methods are at least those of a certain True Lord who has been famous for a long time.

Even though he was a reclusive Tianzun, Yunqin didn't think it was too surprising.

But her relationship with this uncle was just a lazy friend.

Starting from this, it is best not to have any other relationships.

Therefore, Yun Qin never thought about getting any opportunities from him. His mood was clear and he walked with ease and grace, which made Daojun in black admire in his heart and said: "He is a disciple of my lineage."

He turned sideways again and looked at the turbulent and majestic place where the Tianhe River and the Blood Sea met. The part of Gou Chen's Bingge that was smashed down by Hou Tu was placed here, trained with the evil spirit of the Blood River and the vastness of the Tianhe River for more than thirty days.

, there are still fifteen days left to make up the number of seventy-seven forty-nine days, which can be used to make a sword.

But right now, the black-clothed Daojun has many thoughts in his mind.

I couldn't control my mood for a moment.

That thing can't really be that old cow, can it?

If this old cow is here, could it be said that...

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

The black-clothed Daojun swept his sleeves and took away many of the magic weapons here, and then walked casually. In an instant, he had changed his direction. What he saw in front of him was a Qingmiao Xuan Palace, which was the Tusita Palace. But he said

The Laojun of this generation was suffering from a headache. The Qingniu Ancestor who was "retiring" in the Tushita Palace was taken away. He had a terrible headache, but suddenly saw a dark light in front of his eyes.

His body was slightly stiff, and when he raised his head, he saw the depth of all things. He only saw a Taoist man in black, standing with his hands behind his back. His aura was deep, his rhyme was endless, his face was incomprehensible, and his soul was unfathomable. He seemed to be the ancestor of all things, awe-inspiring.

Do not look directly.

Taishang Laojun's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately bowed and saluted, saying: "I have seen the Great Heavenly Lord of the Supreme Pure Spiritual Treasure."

His voice was vast and deep, and he said flatly: "No need."

Taishang Laojun asked respectfully: "I accepted the responsibility of Taishang Laojun ten thousand years ago, and I vomited and refined elixirs every day. It has been peaceful for a long time. I don't know that time is about to pass. I don't know that the Supreme Pure Spiritual Treasure, the Great Heavenly Lord, has condescended to come today.

, do you have any instructions? We respect the laws and decrees."

The black-clothed Taoist said in an indifferent voice: "Where is the green cow?"

No explanation at all, just asking.

Taishang Laojun was stunned, feeling that the Great Heavenly Lord, who had cut off countless calamities and had boundless murderous intent, seemed not so happy.

Suddenly, I thought that I had entrusted Master Xuandu to make elixirs to repay the credit.

The Taoist in black found out that he had gone out gambling with the old scalper several times, and his face turned pale.

My whole body was shaking!

Great Master Xuandu!

We have been friends for so many years, and I don’t want to help you. Is it necessary to tell the truth directly?

You might as well tell Yuqing.

You, you, you, why do you have the worst temper?

But after hearing what the Great Heavenly Lord asked, it seemed that this was not the case, I immediately felt relieved, and then answered honestly:

"It was Master Xuandu from Xuandu Temple in Zifu who came personally and took the green bull away."

Huh? It’s Xuandu...

The black-clothed Taoist breathed a sigh of relief and laughed to himself. But it was a mistake. It was a mistake. There is an allusion that a mortal is once bitten by a snake and is afraid of well ropes for ten years. Who would have thought that the same is true for me?

When Lao Qing Niu arrived, he thought it was Taishang? It could also be that Xuandu took the cow away.

Taishang Laojun was worried in his heart.

But there was no response. When he raised his head, he saw that the surrounding clouds were dispersing, and there was peace. There was no such fierce and forbidding demeanor. The famous black-clothed Taoist had also left. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and went to

After a few steps, I sat down on a chair. I felt cold sweat falling from my forehead and exhaled: "Fortunately, fortunately."

"I thought [something] had happened..."

The sea of ​​blood and the Tianhe collided with each other, making a roar like thunder. The black-clothed Daojun swept his sleeves and robes, and threw the cut off part into the entire river, allowing the weapons to be refined in the roaring torrent.

He cast a series of spells, then stretched out, lay back directly on the clouds, lazily crossed his legs, and said with a relaxed and happy look on his face:

"Hahaha."

"I know it's Lao Niu, right? It looks like it was sent by Xuandu..."

"Not the Supreme Taoist Fellow!"

"…………"

The smile of the black-clothed Daojun paused slightly, and another thought emerged in his mind——

The problem is, that boy from Xuandu can't get out of the door or step forward from the second door.

He is a grumpy little guy who carries the alchemy stove and fights when he goes out.

He took the Supreme Lord's green ox to meet a guy he didn't recognize. What was he going to do?

The dangling right foot of the black-clothed Daojun paused, and after a few breaths, he sat up in a hurry. There was a sense of doubt in his eyes. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to do the math, but then he thought of the agreement between Yuqing and himself, so he thought again.

He took a breath, put down his palms, and frowned slightly: "Could it be that this kid..."

The black-clothed Daojun lowered his eyes and looked at the world. After all the twists and turns, it was already dawn in the world.

Seeing the high mountains and long rivers, the smoke from human cooking, the fluttering of birds' wings, the passing clouds, the woodcutter calling his clapper up the mountain, and in the small courtyard in the mountain, the green cattle flicked their tails and grazed carelessly, and the young Taoist priest walked out.

, there was an old man behind him smiling and stroking his beard, as if he was giving instructions on the young Taoist's exercises.

The black-clothed Daojun's eyes narrowed slightly, and in an instant, there was no need to think about it anymore.

Sent to Lao Qingniu’s Xuandu.

And this Taoist friend who has never come forward to give personal guidance.

The black-clothed Daojun lowered his eyes, and there seemed to be waves in his eyes. He was filled with anger, resentment and regret, and he slowly whispered:

"I see--"

……………………

"Wu Huo's snacks today are quite good. Hey, we haven't seen each other for a long time. You got most of your skills from other places. I don't know it yet, but today you have three flowers gathered on top, and you can become an immortal."

, come on, let me see what your current methods are like."

In the morning, Qi Wuzhu prepared some dishes made from popular fruits and vegetables. The old man seemed to eat a lot of them with great interest. Then he took Qi Wuzhu to the yard to see his methods. The young Taoist held the

The sheathed Blood River Sword was saluted.
To be continued...