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Chapter 257 Can't Kneel (3 Chapters)
"Who is in the hall, why don't you kneel when you see me?" Dao's voice filled his ears, and Xu Hao looked at the Taoist ancestor sitting on the lotus platform, both far and near, as if he was not in this world, as if he was in the endless starry sky, looking Great and vast.

Xu Hao didn't care about the gods sitting on both sides, he shook his head in a daze, bit the tip of his tongue fiercely with his teeth, and then bowed slightly soberly and said: "I pay homage to Daozu, although I Xu Hao is only As a casual cultivator, the realm is no more than Yuanying, but I always remember a sentence in my heart, kneel to the world, kneel to my parents, kneel to my master, but the Taoist ancestor has not accepted me as a disciple, so naturally I will not kneel!"

"Presumptuous, the sky is as big as me?" Daozu, who was not angry, shouted angrily, his voice was loud, like thunder exploding in Xu Hao's ears.

And those heavenly immortals under Daozu's seat, the registered disciples of real immortals, and even Daozu's only disciple, the Great Master Xuandu of Golden Immortal Realm, all stared angrily at each other.

So many immortals who ascended to the heavens glared.

It was as if the sky was about to collapse, all of which was on Xu Hao's shoulders, as if the heavens wanted him to kneel down to admit his mistakes to Taoist Ancestor.

But Xu Hao clenched his fist, like a sword, he would rather bend than bend.

Even if his kneecaps were about to be shattered, his vertebrae were about to be broken, his whole body was boiling with blood, and his golden body was about to burst under the pressure of the endless momentum, he still raised his head and looked at Daozu without squinting.

He wants to tell Daozu with his actions.

He was right.

He respected Taoist ancestors.

But you don't have to kneel.

He respects Taoist ancestors, Buddha ancestors, and even those celestial beings and powerful men in the real fairyland from the bottom of his heart, but he can't kneel!
Because he firmly believes in himself, such a strong man is just someone who is ahead of him, and he will surpass them sooner or later, and then leave them all behind.

Fairy.

Surrender to the threat of the strong.

Oppressed by the freedom of the weak.

Such a fairy is a real fairy!
however.

As Xu Hao felt that the pressure on his head was getting bigger and bigger, and his body was slowly on the verge of collapse, he felt a little regretful.

Because he didn't know if he was thinking wrong...

Daozu probably didn't like people like him, and if he knelt down, he might be accepted as a disciple.

But if he wants to kneel down, the one who kneels down is his Dao heart, his heart of enlightenment.

The time for half a stick of incense has passed.

Xu Hao, who was dressed in white, actually heard a creaking sound from his body, his white jade-like skin had cracks like spider webs, and the gods around him looked at him aloofly, as if they were mocking, you Why don't you kneel?

The sound of kneeling down seemed to ring in his ears.

But Xu Haoquan pretended not to hear, nor did he close his eyes, and still looked directly at Daozu's Tianwei.

It's not that he doesn't want to kneel.

He will never kneel!
An incense stick of time passed.

The white clothes on Xu Hao's body turned into bloody clothes, raindrops of blood ooze from the eyebrows, the cracked skin also oozes frightening blood, cracks slowly appear in the bones, and the qi and blood in the spine are like lakes and seas, It was like boiling magma, but the exaggerated energy and blood in his body were unable to swim in his body.

The qi-blood dragon was like frost hitting an eggplant, and was crushed by that exaggerated aura and dared not stand up.

But he didn't kneel down.

What are you afraid of when your bones are broken.

So what if the golden body is broken.

As long as you don't kill him, you can go back to the pool to practice again. After 18 years of practice, you will still be the thundering land fairy.

But the time for a stick of incense has passed.

The momentum that collapsed that day not only did not stop, but became heavier and heavier.

The sound of bones crumbling continued, Xu Hao didn't think about it so much at this time, his soul and will forgot to call the system to run away, only kept a trace of clarity, and stood upright under the stage.

He wants to tell others.

Men have gold under their knees!
It doesn't make sense to become a monk, but I don't cherish my dignity more and more.

And just when all the bones in his body were broken and the Yang God was shattered, Daozu said with a loving face: "Don't you still kneel, as long as you kneel, you can avoid this kind of pain, maybe I will accept you as a slave!" only!"

"Don't kneel!" Xu Hao said two words with difficulty, and blood almost spurted from his throat.

"If you don't kneel, you will die!"

"That's really hard to follow. Ever since I practiced martial arts and swords, I have remembered a truth. I, Xu Hao, have the way of martial arts first, the way of swords is straight, the way of immortality is superior, and the way of heaven is in my heart!
I!
I can't kneel! "

Just when Xu Hao gritted his teeth and said the last three words...

He only felt it for a moment.

The soul has become lighter, as if it has soared.

pity.

It's cool for less than a second.

With a thud, he fell to the ground.

And Xu Shangxian, who was lying in a pool of blood, seemed to have a breath before he fainted, so he murmured: "MMP..."

A group of people looked at the lofty Taoist ancestor, each of them had deep meaning in their eyes, but neither they nor the Taoist ancestor seemed very surprised. What did the three words before the son fainted mean?

Dialect?
It doesn't make sense...

Haven't we all heard of it?

Lu Dongbin no longer pretended to be a bad guy, and ignored Xu Hao's blood, he helped him up, felt the injuries in his body, and couldn't help worrying: "Master, this is much more exaggerated than bleeding from seven holes. The golden body was crushed like scum, and the Yang God was also torn apart..."

"He fell under my nose, can he still die?" Lao Tzu glared at him angrily.

The Taoist in Zipao chuckled: "Of course it can't, but with his appearance, even if his physique is extraordinary, it will take a few years to recover, and even hidden dangers will remain. Master, do you need some panacea?"

"Here, these are the seven-turn gold pill and the Yinling pill, you take your little brother to the underworld, and ask the King of Hades for a place with the most yin energy for him to heal his wounds.

When he cultivates into the Supreme Golden Body, he can also cultivate into the Yin God by the way.

Otherwise, relying on his thunderous body that is as strong as the yang, if he still wants to cultivate into a yin god, go ahead and dream.

Even if he has a good comprehension ability and can understand the principle of Yin from Yang to Yin, he can also become a Yin God, but by then, Journey to the West will be over! " Daozu threw out two bottles of pills casually, waved his hand and asked Lu Dongbin to help him leave and go to the underworld.

A group of people were listening. When they heard the words "little junior brother", they also understood that Daozu really wanted to accept him as a disciple.

However, these apprentices also took a deep breath, and seemed to be thinking, if Daozu gave them this test, would they kneel down?

Maybe……

I have long heard that Taoist ancestors have great supernatural powers, and they, who are like heaven, must all kneel down...

Lu Dongbin didn't leave, and said in a very difficult way: "Master, since I took him to the underworld, I must take care of him somewhere, that scripture..."

"Remember first!" Lao Tzu glanced at him angrily.

The purple-robed Taoist made a joke decisively, hugged Xu Hao with a smile and disappeared in Kunlun Mountains in a flash, opened the two worlds of yin and yang with a finger, and stepped into the dark and windy underworld...

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