The atmosphere became cheerful.

Everyone's hearts were relieved.

Some monks have already begun to calculate the time. No matter where the monks from the Public Jun Island have hid, they should have received news for two or three hundred years, right?

OK! It’s only two or three hundred years, I’ll wait! The monks at the level of the human ancestors began to talk and laugh again while blocking them.

...Boom-the rumbling sound never stopped.

The old guys at the level of the human ancestor must bombard very hard, while the younger generations with lower realms have already begun to get up at will.

Most of the younger generations have long felt that there seems to be no difference between having their own combat power. Judging from the rotation and repair of the blockbuster movie, the fact seems to be the case.

In this way, some juniors left.

Some juniors also got rested and went on endlessly.

There were even younger generations who stood by and watched and comprehended the magical powers that the old guys had blasted out.

After seeing them pulling their hands, the old guys still suppressed the devouring momentum and were too lazy to care about them.

As a result, more junior monks began to become lazy.

Hundreds of miles away, in a small valley.

The vast number of monks who have withdrawn like to gather here. Some meditate and resume, some sit and talk, some talk big, and some are in a rare harmonious scene. Those who are meditating seem to be not worried about who is trying to attack them, and they don’t even get into caves.

At this moment, at a certain corner, someone stood up from meditation, and the light was rising from his feet, and he was about to fly away.

He is a man who looks like an old man, and looks a bit like Zhuang Youde. He looks very old, his hair is yellow and white, his face is wrinkled, and his figure is hunched.

However, the magic power is good, and it should have a late-stage realm.

"Brother Gu Dao, where are you going?"

Someone asked behind him.

He is a middle-aged rich man, tall and fat, wearing a brocade robe, and his aura seems to be the old man.

The old man stopped and turned his head and said, "Of course, we are going to the passage and helping guard the guard."

He looked a natural tone! "You--" The middle-aged man sighed angrily when he heard this, and lit the paper fan in his hand twice and said, "It's either my brother, I'm just talking about you or pedantic, like you and me, the heart of Tao has not changed three times, and the cultivator who has not merged with the ninth-level spiritual objects, how powerful can the magical powers he bombed out have? Where can we lack the combat power like us?"

"that is!"

Someone will agree immediately.

"I have put in a lot of effort before, and it's a good idea to this world. Let the next thing be left to those seniors!"

"According to my husband's estimates, the seniors of the Imperial Island should come soon. If they take action, there will be no more trouble for us."

Everyone said, each of them looking like an old man.

...When the old man heard this, he just smiled slightly and said, "Aren't they here yet?

Before they came, we waited for the attack of the monks to gather sand into a tower, and maybe it would be a straw that suppressed the devouring momentum. If they all ran away, they might not be able to suppress it."

When the words came to an end, a sneer came out.

Most monks nearby shook their heads and explained the truth.

The middle-aged man had a bit of friendship with the old man, and he was embarrassed to laugh at him. He said helplessly and earnestly: "Brother Gu Dao, your statement may make sense, but we are all here and have not left. If the devouring momentum shows signs of rushing out, he will definitely rush up to help. It doesn't matter if you take a break now."

The old man shook his head again after hearing this.

"Everyone, I don't like to make up for the problem after something happens."

When the words come to an end, they break through the air.

Seeing this, everyone shook their heads disdain again.

"This old guy doesn't want to show it on purpose, fortunately, to find a job in front of those seniors, right?"

Someone laughed at me and said that my dark heart was revealed.

After the words came, there was another strange laughter.

Only the middle-aged man shook his head, with only helplessness in his expression.

"Brother Gu Dao is not that kind of person, because - he is following the path of protecting the heart of Tao, and he is seeking a glimmer of hope for the juniors in the sect."

The middle-aged man said.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. After coming to their senses, they felt a little embarrassed. After laughing a few more times, they just started talking about other things.

The old Taoist came not far from the passage and bombarded with all his heart and looked at him with his eyes.

There are actually many other supreme monks who bombarded him, but there are not many people who are as careful as him. Their rest and recovery time is getting longer and longer. They say they are going to recover, and they are even more lazy and chatting.

A lazy feeling was spreading rapidly among the junior monks.

...Time passes quickly, and three or four hundred years pass in a blink of an eye.

The younger generations who had been circulating the news had already returned, but they still did not see the monks from Guanjun Island coming. A different atmosphere began to be shrouded in the air again.

There are fewer talks, fewer laughter, more looking at each other, and more secretly transmitting messages.

The natural enemies were not in a hurry. When the news spread, they also tried their best. What they really couldn't control in the future.

Time passed day by year, and the monks from Guanjun Island never came.

The anxious atmosphere became more and more obvious.

The monks in the small valley were no longer just talking to the topic of monks from the slogan island. Some of the brave ones chatted out directly.

In a certain corner, the chat was even more lively.

At this moment, another figure stood up silently, trying to fly away with the light of escape, but it was still the old man surnamed.

"Brother Gu Dao, are you still going?"

His old friend, the middle-aged man, asked, looking helpless.

"The monks from the Imperial Island have abandoned us. What's the use of you going?"

Someone is not good at it.

The old man surnamed Gu smiled bitterly and said, "I can't control the seniors of Jundao, the only thing I can do is to continue to pay my life and gain more time."

I have ended here on my path to practicing Taoism, but the younger generations in the sect may have some great future.”

After the words fell, they flew away again.

The back left without hesitation! Everyone shook their heads when they heard this, and even called this old man pedantic in their hearts.

... Soon, the old man surnamed Gu came to the passage not far away again. Without saying a word, he burst out his magical powers, and the dazzling magical light and shadow were rushing like a dragon.

Boom! After the first bombardment sounded, the old man surnamed Ancient had suddenly stopped his magical powers and stood there on the spot, his eyes trembling! What he had just used was not the magical power of the Taoist mind, but at this moment, the breath of the second change of Taoist mind appeared and rolled on his own without being summoned.
Chapter completed!