Chapter three hundred and ninety-six, the spectator said the catastrophe
Ye Yu sat up suddenly and shouted in shock: "I'm going! Yongsheng~ There is someone in your sect who has Yongsheng!"
Master and Jun Lin also stared wide-eyed, unable to hide the shock in their hearts. It turns out that those who transcend are called immortals and can live forever.
Neither Master nor Master has any doubts about Li Pingan's words. What happened just now that Master was ejected by a restraint cannot be false at all. Immortals really exist, and as a sect that once produced immortals, Li Pingan's words are very authoritative.
, although what he said was different from the news he and others got from the secret realm of the ruins.
Ye Yu grabbed Li Ping'an's arm and shouted in surprise: "How do you become an immortal?"
Li Ping'an said sternly: "Becoming an immortal naturally requires going through a catastrophe!"
Ye Yu quickly asked: "What is the Heavenly Tribulation? Where is it?"
Li Ping'an shook his head blankly and said: "I don't know, in the ancient times, when monks cultivated to a certain level, they could be sent down by the heaven and earth to cause a catastrophe. Those who survived the catastrophe would become immortals and enjoy endless freedom. Those who could not survive the catastrophe would die in ashes.
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Li Ping'an stretched out his hand and grabbed it forward, and waves of Taoist rhymes condensed around him, including the reincarnation of yin and yang, gold, wood, fire, earth, etc.~
Master and others immediately noticed the changes between heaven and earth. Is this the original power of heaven and earth? There was another shock in their hearts. He could actually control so much of the original power of heaven and earth?
Li Ping'an said regretfully: "I don't know what happened. Now the heaven and earth are lacking, the laws are incomplete, and the road to becoming an immortal has been cut off."
Ye Yu's expression changed, and he rushed out of the recliner in an instant. A long red shadow flashed in the air and rushed out of the Sutra Pavilion. Then a rumble and crashing sound came from the Sutra Pavilion.
The Master thought for a moment and asked slowly: "Is Confucius also an immortal?"
Li Ping'an suddenly said: "Are you from the academy?"
The Master nodded and said with a smile: "I would also like to thank the Taoist Master for sending Xiao Twelve the Analects of Confucius, so that we know that in ancient times our Confucianism had a great sage like Confucius."
Li Ping'an said sternly: "It's not that you have Confucius in Confucianism, but Confucianism has Confucianism because of Confucius. Confucius, also known as Kong Sheng, is the founder of Confucianism."
The master's body trembled, his eyes suddenly widened, and a flush appeared on his face. He originally thought that Confucius was a Confucian sage from ancient times, but he didn't expect that he was actually the founder of Confucianism. He felt excited in his heart. Confucianism could trace its roots back to its origins.
, I secretly made up my mind to rebuild the ancestral hall after I went back.
With Master's cultivation, he could clearly detect the changes in Li Ping'an's mood. From the beginning to now, he didn't lie a word, and there was no need for him to deceive himself. Everything he said was true.
Li Ping'an asked: "Two laymen, I have told you everything you want to know about me. Now can you introduce your identities?"
The master showed a smile and said: "I am Lu Ping, the master of Haoran Academy in the Eastern Region. He is my eldest disciple Junlin."
Jun Lin stood up and bowed and said, "I have met the Taoist Master~"
Li Ping'an stood up suddenly, subconsciously took two steps back, and exclaimed: "Master Lu~"
The master looked at Li Ping'an with great interest and said, "The Taoist master seems to be afraid of me?"
Li Ping'an smiled sarcastically. He had just suppressed his disciple, and he felt a little guilty. He asked cautiously: "Master, are you here to ask questions?"
Jun Lin said with a smile: "The temple master misunderstood. We have no intention of asking for guilt. We just heard that the Taoist sect is an ancient sect who came here to verify some things."
Li Ping'an felt relieved and sat back in his chair. Instead of asking for guilt, just say it~ How could the master of the academy be so stingy? What does it have to do with suppressing a disciple? Anyway, there are many such things like disciples!
The master stroked his beard and said: "The Taoist master sent his disciples to suppress Xiao Shisan. This incident has spread throughout the four regions. Our academy has lost face!
Can the Taoist Master release Fan Xian now? I will take care of it myself."
Li Ping'an shook his head decisively and said: "No! The impact of Ning Yi's riot in the underworld is too bad."
Jun Lin frowned and said, "Tao Master's actions will also have a great impact on the reputation of our academy, and a hundred years of sealing and suppression may destroy Fan Xian."
Li Ping'an said sternly: "It is for his own good that Pindao suppresses him. Fan Xian has acted so wantonly at a young age. If he is not strictly disciplined, the rest of his life will be ruined."
Jun Lin said: "Fan Xian is still young, and these first hundred years are very precious to him. Without these hundred years of experience, it will definitely not be a good thing for his future."
Li Ping'an pondered for a moment and said seriously: "Pindao promises that he will be given some good fortune one day and let him embark on the road."
The Master suddenly said: "Junlin, just do as the Taoist Master said!"
Jun Lin responded respectfully: "Yes!"
The Master smiled at Li Ping'an and said, "I'm really looking forward to what blessings the Taoist Master will give Fan Xian."
Li Ping'an smiled with satisfaction and said, "Thank you, Master."
I secretly made up my mind to randomly copy a scripture and give it to Fan Xian. If I get something from it, it is his good fortune. If I don’t understand it, I don’t have enough understanding. Anyway, my good fortune has been given away. I’m so happy~
Boom~
A loud sound came from the Scripture Collection Pavilion, and then Pluto, in disheveled robes, walked out of the Scripture Collection Pavilion, his face blue and purple.
The master's eyelids twitched twice, and he immediately stood up and said: "Since the Taoist Master is injured, I won't bother you anymore and take my leave first!"
Li Ping'an stood up and said, "I'm a poor man and I'm sending you my wife!"
Master and Jun Lin stood up and disappeared into the Taoist temple in a flash.
Li Ping'an's heart skipped a beat. His six-path investigation, which he had been unhappy with for many times, found no trace of them at all. It was as if these two people didn't exist in the Western Region at all. They were indeed the masters of the academy, the most elite beings in this world.
Ye Yu sat back in the chair, with a few bruises on his beautiful face, looking pitiful.
Li Ping'an looked at Ye Yu with strange eyes, with deep suspicion in his eyes.
Ye Yu said angrily: "What are you looking at? I've never seen anyone get hurt!"
Li Ping'an asked curiously: "What is your identity? You actually have an intersection with the Master! Are you also a saint?"
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was possible. The deep and terrifying aura that I noticed in the underworld was so much stronger than the Holy Son in the church. There was a huge difference between heaven and earth.
Ye Yu said angrily: "If I were a saint, would I still owe the master money? Wouldn't it be better to just refuse the debt?"
Um~ Li Ping'an was speechless for a while. What he said so confidently made so much sense, it actually left the poor man speechless.
Ye Yu looked at Liping and said in disbelief: "You actually have the power of an immortal in your poor outlook. What is your origin?"
Li Ping'an said: "I told you a long time ago! Pindao is just a descendant of the ancient Taoist sect."
Ye Yu quickly asked: "How did the ancient times end?"
Li Ping'an shook his head and said, "I definitely didn't do it."
Ye Yu looked at Li Pingan with disdain.
Chapter completed!