surnamed Wang

After everyone from Lingyun left, only Du Zhao and three people remained in Zhongfeng Hall, and a figure wandered in, it was Wang Gangquan who had never shown his face.

"all gone?"

"Brother Zhao, do you really know Guizong's whereabouts?" Lu Yushan asked eagerly.

Wang Gangquan came to the central giant cauldron, raised his head and said:

"I don't dare to say that I know everything, but I have probably guessed his identity. I remember the first time we met, that kid claimed to be Shura, and it was finally confirmed that I was tricked.

I have seen such a big kid more than once, and none of them are fuel-efficient lamps in the end.

Just now when the west side was shaken, he disappeared without a trace in an instant, the speed was so fast that I couldn't even catch him.

If you guessed correctly, your son is most likely a guard of the Asura Realm. As for the specific identity, you need to ask the master. "

After finishing speaking, he turned around and cupped his fists, "Please also ask the three of you to help me get in touch with Sanxian Island."

Lu Yushan didn't say much, he stepped forward and put his hands on the bronze tripod, the other two looked at each other and silently separated the two sides of the giant tripod.

Three bursts of majestic spiritual power were shot out, and together with Wang Gangquan's chanting of spells, the liquid in the cauldron rose quickly, and a blue water ball gradually condensed on the top.

"Qian Qikun, eight shocks, three against four..."

Wang Gangquan muttered something in his mouth.

A vague figure appeared on the surface of the water polo, and said in a cold voice:
"Who are you looking for?"

"Please help me transfer to Sanxian Island."

"Hold on."

After a while, the cold voice sounded again, only two words:

"Busy."

"occupy……"

Wang Gangquan thought he had heard wrong.

"Should I leave a message or continue to wait?" the voice urged impatiently.

"Tell him to call me back when he's busy...video...whatever."

After Wang Gangquan finished speaking, the water polo fell into the cauldron with a bang.

"Zhao Daoyou, what should we do?"

Lu Yushan still cares about his son very much.

"I can only wait."

……

Immortal Emperor Changsheng is reliable in critical times. After a stick of incense, the cauldron boiled and the water polo re-condensed. The old man stood opposite him with a smile on his face, but he was dressed a little strangely. .

Wang Gingquan's eyes widened. Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Li Changsheng said:

"Disciple, do you miss being a teacher so soon?"

Wang Gangquan came back to his senses and said concisely:
"Sura started fighting."

"It's a few years earlier than the old man expected."

"How do we get out?"

"Teacher, from what you mean, do you want to stay out of the matter?"

"Otherwise? You expect me to go all out with a bunch of ancient gods?"

Unexpectedly, the old man nodded and said in a flat tone:
"Not only do you have to fight them, but you have to win."

Wang Gangquan knew that this old guy was calculating him everywhere, but this time the joke was too big.

How can he fight against the ancient gods who are always destroying the world in his Mahayana period?

Li Changsheng knew his apprentice's concerns, he stroked his beard and sighed:

"As a teacher, I know it's difficult for you, but the present calamity is related to the survival of countless holy spirits. If they are really allowed to succeed in exterminating the spirits, the final result must be that they will all succeed."

"Why me?"

"It's not just you, the ancient gods will stand in line again, and the Three Immortals and the Yangcang Realm will also participate. The evil gods and evil spirits outside the territory will not be able to protect themselves alone."

Wang Gangquan frowned when he heard this, this old man clearly asked him to die, but he really couldn't stand by and watch.

In order to maintain the balance between the two realms, dozens of generations of people have spent countless lives. No matter if the ancient gods rush out today, those fragile holy spirits will die due to the power struggle.

Wang Gangquan pondered for a moment, finally nodded and said:

"what should I do?"

"Asura has two gates, one is only allowed to enter, and the other is only allowed to exit. You find the exit and guard there, and then someone will help you.

Remember, if a door breaks, all lives will die. Behind you is not just a door, but all the people and things you know. It's time for me to make preparations. Everything depends on you. "

"Wait a minute, Master. I still have a question. Is Bai Hao, the God of Killing, transformed into a child?"

"Your boy is smart." The old man was surprised.

"The old guy guarded Shura for thousands of years. He was probably too boring, so he was reincarnated as a human. It's just that he was unlucky. He encountered such a thing in the past ten years."

After speaking, he glanced at Lu Yushan, and the water polo fell into the tripod.

……

Before coming here, Wang Bingquan went to the Lingyun Library to look through the books about the ancient gods. There was not much content, but every paragraph was terrifying enough.

He deduced the direction of the matter over and over again in his mind, and in the end he could only place his hope on Bai Hao. If the other party failed, he could only do his best.

Looking up at the three lords, they all had different expressions, and among them Lu Yushan had the most expressive expression.

"Three, you have all heard the matter, I mean the same thing as Senior Shuangchaozi, I don't force it.

This matter is related to the safety of the world, it would be great if you are willing to help, if you want to go out of the world with others, I will respect you too.It's just that you and I will inevitably meet each other at that time. "

Du Zhao and Nie Bingxia showed embarrassment, but Lu Yushan stood firm and said:
"Guizong wants to protect Shura, how can I hold back as a father, I will die at worst, fellow Daoist Zhao, I will help you."

Wang Gangquan patted the other party's shoulder with a solemn face, he did not urge the others, but turned around and shouted outside the hall:
"Two, don't hide, come in."

Two figures came in from the door, they were Gan Qiu and Tong Wang.

Seeing this, Lu Yushan was puzzled and said:

"Just asking, didn't you rebel against your father?"

The young man said with a hippie smile:

"Uncle Lu, look at what you said, whether there is rebellion or not, history books are written by the victors."

"Then why don't you write history books, what are you doing here?"

"I suddenly figured it out halfway. This matter is too risky. Try not to get involved if you can."

"So you won't help us?"

"No, I believe in Fellow Daoist Zhao."

This time it was Wang Qingquan's turn to be surprised, he said bluntly:
"Do you know me well?"

"Not to mention anything else, just because of Zhao Daoyou's spirit of emphasizing love and righteousness, and willing to sacrifice himself for the common people in the world, Tong Mou admires it very much."

"Zhao is just doing some business."

The other party is about to lift himself up to be a contemporary saint, even if it is Wang Gangquan, he can't help but feel a little hot.

He looked at Gan Qiu again, and before opening his mouth, the other party asked first:
"Do I have a choice, nephew?"

"Master Dayi!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go, I want to go back to see the curse girl sooner."

"..."

Wang Gingquan showed a constipated expression, Ganqiu frowned and said:
"what happened?"

"Uncle, we have something to talk about, try not to talk about anything messy."

"What did I say?"

"Throughout the ages, there have been three taboos for war participants, one taboo to enter into a marriage contract, the second taboo to think about others after seeing things, and the third taboo to entrust the affairs of the afterlife before death.

Violation of any of these will result in death, and the Holy Spirit cannot keep it. "

Tong Wang said nonchalantly:

"Look at what you said, is it so evil?"

Wang Gangquan turned his head and said with a kind smile:

"Tong Daoyou is young and full of vigor, so naturally he doesn't believe in evil. In this way, you go to find the girl you like now and tell her that you will marry her when the war is over."

The young man smiled awkwardly, and in the spirit of rather believable, he didn't take up the quarrel after all.

... (end of this chapter)