Chapter 280 Red Dust Record

"Mother, I'm afraid I can't agree to this matter." As soon as Qingxuan Taoist's words fell, he sat on the lotus platform, and a pair of wisdom beads were holding the back soil, and his face suddenly stiffened. Hou Tu stared at the face of Qingxuan Taoist and asked, "I believe in my eyes. Taoist friends have just been moved by what I have done. Why did I refuse my request at this time? Can Taoist friends tell me why? Is it because Taoist friends feel that there are too few laws in the source of reincarnation, or is it because Taoist friends don't want to cooperate with me at all?

While Houtu's mood was stirring to express her doubts, the golden wheel condensed by countless merits behind her head was not a soft and quiet atmosphere. At this time, the golden light shining in the golden wheel made people feel so dazzling that it shines on people, as if it had been pricked by a needle, which was very uncomfortable. While the golden light was dazzling, the long river at the foot of the back soil did not calm down. The long river, which had been slowly flowing forward, seemed to suddenly rush into it and overturned the long river, causing the long river waves and colliding with each other, which was very horrible.

"The poor road is not unwilling to cooperate with the mother. The poor road refuses to accept the mother's plea only because the poor road dares not agree, can't agree, and does not want to agree." After saying this, Qingxuan Taoist closed his eyes and turned a blind eye to the changes in the momentum around the back soil. After protecting his one mu of land with endless auspicious light, he continued to explain to the back soil: "As the extreme emperor of the flood and the poor road, he did not dare to disturb the order of the flood and destroy the rules of reincarnation for a source of vitality. Moment, interfering in the luck of the human race and the witch clan, and as one of the humane rulers, poor Tao can't agree to the request at the cost of the loss of human luck for a source of vitality. Finally, as a monk, poor Taoist is unwilling to ruin his Taoist heart for a source of anger. You understand.

I understand, why don't you understand? The back soil sitting on the lotus platform is to bite her silver teeth. After looking at Qingxuan Taoist for a long time, she sneered: "Since Taoist friends dare, can't, and unwilling, why should they say that they are willing to cooperate with me? It's a Taoist friend who dares to chaos for a source of energy. , bad reincarnation rules, interfering in the luck of the two races, or can you agree to this request of this palace at the cost of human luck for a source of vitality, or Taoist friends, you are willing to destroy your Taoist heart for the sake of a source of gas!"

"Your mother is wrong. It's not that the poor is willing to cooperate with the Empress, but that the poor is not unwilling to cooperate with the Empress." Qingxuan just stared at Hou Tu and said word by word.

When the earth heard the words, he stared at the Qingxuan Taoist coldly, and in a pair of divine eyes was a cold light••••••

While Qingxuan Taoist and Houtu were arguing there, in the Eight Views Palace of the Great Red Sky Taiqing Wonderland, the moral Tianzun, the head of the Three Qing Dynasty, sat on the wind and fire futon and looked at the disciple in front of him calmly. The Xuandu mage in the Taiji gossip robe sat in front of Tianzun with a face in danger. Sitting, there was no light wind in the past, that is, he said respectfully to Tianzun: "Master, my disciples look at the world, the wind and clouds are changing, and the dragon veins are changing. Qin's luck is shrouded in evil spirits. With the rise to ask the sky now, the hidden blood and murderous spirit is beginning to be exposed. The disciples feel that the fate of the State of Qin is so fierce. If it dominates the world, I'm afraid that the creatures in the world will be robbed and complain everywhere. What's not beautiful?

is also the benevolent nature of the great mage of Xuandu, and he can't see the killing again and again. Therefore, when he looked at the three worlds with a pair of moral wisdom, he saw that there was something wrong with the fate of the State of Qin, he was quite dissatisfied with the king of Qin and the subordinate to the sergeant. Later, it was seen that while the whole country advocated force, the rejection of moral education was quite a rejection of it. Therefore, at this time, Bai Qi carried the blood of the immortal family, asked the sky with his sword, and persuaded the old man.

While Laojun was kind and satisfied with Master Xuandu, he sighed slightly about his grasp of the overall situation and the general trend. Of course, this does not mean that Laojun is not satisfied with his disciple. Laojun is still very satisfied. Needless to say, among the disciples under the throne of the saints of the heavens, except for Kong Xuan, the second disciple of Xuanwei, there is only the multi-treasure Taoist who has entered the Buddhist sect, who can compete with Xuandu on the root bone, and the rest Guangchengzi, Maitreya, pharmacists, and other saints are finally worse than Xuandu. In addition, Xuandu has a unique and simple nature, which is quite in line with the quiet and incompetent way he passed down. Therefore, Laojun is very clear that Xuandu will only catch up with the older generation of monks sooner or later, which is his best choice for him to inherit Taoism.

Laojun just said, "You should know that the way of heaven is constant and has its own momentum. It will not be changed by people or die by people. Although humanity is much different, it may not be much worse. We and other humanitarian leaders have their own luck to ensure the operation of humanity. In contrast to the State of Qin, which has now become a climate, it is difficult to intervene. After all, the foundation of the State of Qin has been established, and the general trend is gradually rising, and the torrent of its momentum can no longer be stopped by the poor, so you are not It takes a lot of words."

Xuandu closed his eyes and said anything after seeing Laojun's reprimand. The great mage of Xuandu knew that it was impossible. After ploring Laojun, he withdrew from the Bajing Palace and looked at the dragon spirit that was gradually rendered by blood on the capital of Qin. He was sad, sighed, waved his sleeve robe and returned to himself. The place where I practice to refine gas, close the palace door tightly, and I can't see my heart.

Although the old man in the Eight Views Palace drank back Xuandu, he was also uncomfortable in his own heart, so he turned his eyes to the world. The yin and yang in his eyes were transformed, and the mystery of life and death rotated, that is, to see through thousands of worlds and observe the general trend of flood and famine through layers of sky. After observing the general situation of flood and famine, Lao Jun , just casually took a look at the State of Qin and said to himself, "Well, the luck of the State of Qin is a little more fierce after all. The poor soldiers are armed, and all the people are soldiers. This habit of killing is a little brave. I'm afraid that the State of Qin will not unify the world by then, it will be a bloody storm."

Although Laojun said that he did not like the State of Qin, he would never fight for it. After all, Xuanwei and Nuwa have left the flood. As the only remaining saint-level humanitarian leader, Laojun must play a leading role and set an example. You can't blatantly damage the set of humanitarian rules established by the two Xuanwei Nuwa from the three emperors and five emperors. If the old gentleman falls into tongues because of this, then it will be rare in the future. The saints of the heavens will use this as an excuse to intervene in the replacement of the human king in humanity, interfere in the world, compete for luck, and damage his calculations.

Qing Xuan sighed softly: "In the end, it's up to you whether you are a man or a witch••••••"