Chapter 599 Who Am I?

It was so miserable!

A group of confident people left the territory where they were kings and went to a foreign land.

They came to this world with the attitude of dominating the world.

The first one to come out was chopped by a knife.

Those who came out later were either waiting to die in the magic circle or beaten by Bai Muye's runes. The worst was their boss——

A powerful man with the fighting power of a higher god was beaten by a book and lost his temper.

Is there anything more miserable than this in the world?

It seems that there are really not many.

As time went by, those trapped in the magic circle fell one after another.

Their souls flew away and turned into ashes.

The chaotic scene outside gradually stopped.

Because they were all dead.

The corpse was dragged into the storage space by Xiaobai.

Finally, there was a powerful person with the fighting power of a higher god. He was still being slapped by the talisman master. His cheeks were already swollen and red. There were many wounds cut by Lin Zijin and blood marks cut by Da Piaoliang on his body. He looked extremely embarrassed.

This powerful person who had no words at the beginning finally couldn't help but roared, shouting: "I am a general under the command of the Southern Great God. You will be doomed!"

"Don't brag!"

Bai Muye threw a burning talisman: "I will cremate you for free!"

Transcendent into saints, talismans have also reached the realm of simplifying the complex. A burning talisman contains the world's top fire element.

This person with the fighting power of a higher god immediately retreated.

Bang!

The talisman master's book went around and beat him out.

Damn!

This person is going crazy. This book is so damn evil. Without it, with just these few people, even if there is a powerful talisman master among them, how can the Saint Domain have any chance against the powerful upper gods?

Lin Zijin slashed fiercely.

Another scar was left on this person's face.

But he was also slapped away by this person's palm.

Lin Zijin, who was protected by the divine phoenix, just spit out a mouthful of blood and killed again without hesitation.

Like a warrior who never knows how to retreat.

The beautiful figure is graceful, and moonlight flies out when she waves her hand. Every time the moonlight hits this person, blood splashes.

Although it doesn't look like the damage is big, it is still a wound.

Just like a cut on the hand, bleeding a little, it will definitely not kill people, but what if there are countless cuts all over the body?

What if these cuts are getting deeper and deeper?

Even if you bleed, you can die alive!

Three people teamed up to fight the BOSS. If they couldn't kill it in a short time, they would grind it down bit by bit.

Who cares if you are the Great God of the South or the Great God of the North?

Now that you are here, don't leave!

It's good to die here!

Xiaobai's fire talisman brought great pressure to the warrior with the fighting power of the upper god.

He even felt a little incredible. How could a talisman master who was only at the Saint Realm draw such a terrible talisman?

The fire attribute aura contained in it gave him a strong intuition-this thing could burn him to death!

So even though he was beaten wildly by the talisman master's book, he was still very stubborn and kept dodging the talisman.

Bai Muye looked at him and offered another talisman expressionlessly.

Flowing Water Talisman.

The terrifying water-based Dao essence on it made the warrior under the command of the Great God of the South feel frightened.

The talisman had not been activated yet, but it gave him a feeling of extreme danger.

It was like a person who could swim floating in the middle of the boundless ocean. Although he could swim, he was thrown into the middle of the ocean and could not see the land. Sooner or later, he would be drowned!

This feeling was terrible.

In his life, a sense of crisis that he had never felt before came over him.

This person tried to send out divine thoughts to pass on the information of these people, but was shocked to find that he could not pass any information out of this starry sky.

This place... was blocked by someone!

This discovery made him go from fear to despair.

He did not believe that these people had such great abilities.

When Xiaobai offered another wind talisman, he could not help but emit a surging and powerful divine thought——

"I am under the command of the Great Southern God. Who are you? Are you going to be an enemy of the Pantheon?"

Snap!

The talisman master's book suddenly burst out with an infinite aura of the Great Dao, as if it was held in someone's hand and slapped hard at the face of the general under the command of the Great Southern God...

That crisp sound was simply earth-shattering!

In this void that should have been silent, it directly broke through all the blockades and resounded throughout the space!

Even Xiaobai was shocked.

Has my book become a spirit?

This time, the intensity of the attack was completely different from the previous one.

This man was directly beaten off half of his head.

Although it grew rapidly, the miserable appearance made people feel anxious for him.

A thought as plain as water came slowly.

"How can a group of things worse than beasts be called gods?"

When this thought came out, even Lin Zijin, who was constantly rushing up, was stunned and couldn't help but slow down his pace.

Da Piaoliang was also shocked.

No one expected that the general under the command of the Southern Great God would actually call out a person.

And it seems that he is on their side?

The general was slapped by the talisman master Baodian and half of his face was slapped off. Even if there was no Taoist injury, this was enough for him to suffer, not to mention how could there be no Taoist injury?

If the creatures at their level were not attacked by the Dao Rune, they would not be hurt at all.

Bai Muye looked at the sky and sighed: "Old man, have you been hiding in the dark and watching the excitement for many years? Is it interesting?"

Lin Zijin and Da Piaoliang couldn't help but look at Bai Muye.

Then, a hazy figure, as if condensed in the void, slowly appeared in front of Bai Muye.

It was the old Taoist priest who wanted to play chess with Bai Muye in the ancient ruins.

He was still wearing a tattered and dirty Taoist robe, still in his unkempt appearance, and looked at Bai Muye with a smile.

As for the general under the command of the Southern Great God, he was inhumanely ignored.

He was not completely ignored, because the Talisman Master's Book was still beating him.

After Lin Zijin and Da Piaoliang reacted, they rushed forward again.

The old Taoist priest looked at Bai Muye and sighed, "Cherish your time, young man. I'm afraid there won't be another chance to meet like this."

"Hey, Master, what do you mean?" Bai Muye looked at the old Taoist priest and said with resentment, "It's rare for a master to be so irresponsible as you. As your apprentice, I have been in danger of death countless times over the years, and you just watched from the side. On weekdays, I was worried about enlightenment and my hair was almost white, but you didn't come out to give me some advice. Now, you scare me as soon as we meet."

"Where is the danger of death? Don't be so exaggerated. It's obvious that I passed the test easily every time. How could a bunch of chickens and dogs be your opponents?" The old Taoist priest glanced at Bai Muye and said lightly.

"Hey, if you say so, then I admit that those opponents before were indeed chickens and dogs, and they were vulnerable. They were not your apprentice's opponents at all." Bai Muye said with a smile.

"Not modest!" The old Taoist glared at Bai Muye, then said: "Also, a person like you who is so talented and gifted doesn't need me to teach you anything. You have your own way. If I teach you, it might affect you instead."

"Although I do tell you most of the time, I occasionally need Master to show me the way." Bai Muye said shamelessly.

The old Taoist laughed: "You are really shameless!"

"It's all Master's teaching." Bai Muye looked modest.

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said, "Also, I'm not trying to scare you. This may really be the last time we meet, master and disciple."

"Ah..."

Bai Muye sighed, waved his hand, and two wooden chairs and a table appeared in the void, "Master, please take a seat."

The old Taoist priest sat down, then watched Bai Muye boil water and make tea, and said lightly, "I am a divine thought left in the human world. This world is not peaceful, and I can't help but want to open my eyes and take a look."

Bai Muye looked at him and smiled, "Master, didn't you say that the world is unkind? Do you treat everything as straw dogs? "

"I am not the heaven and earth." The old Taoist priest looked up at him and said, "I am just an ordinary old Taoist priest."

"Master."

"Hmm?"

Bai Muye looked at the old Taoist priest: "Am I of a very high generation?"

The old Taoist priest: "..."

He was a little shocked by the boy's strange brain circuit, and said speechlessly for a long time: "For people who practice cultivation, they all look at their cultivation. The one who is accomplished is the teacher. Seniority is not important."

"You are wrong. There are also benefits to being of a high generation!" Bai Muye couldn't help but refute.

"What are the benefits? When you see a group of old guys who have lived for billions of years calling you the master, do you have to reward them with something? Do you have it?" The old Taoist priest curled his lips and looked disgusted: "Look at how poor you are, you have nothing, and you still have the nerve to be a senior."

Bai Muye was so angry that he rolled his eyes.

Finally, he looked at the old Taoist priest with a rogue face: "I don't have it, but you, as a master, have it, don't you? You ran away very fast back then, and I wouldn't even lend you a cow! You are so stingy! You have so many treasures, if you just take out two of them, wouldn't I, as your apprentice, have something to show off? Just find a few little Taoist children to help me, wouldn't I be able to overturn this shitty Pantheon?"

The old Taoist priest was so angry that he laughed, looking at Bai Muye who looked lazy, and said: "What are you as a master? Doraemon? Whatever you want, you can have?"

Bai Muye's mouth twitched, looking at this old man, thinking that you even know this...

The old Taoist sighed softly: "The Pantheon is not as simple as you think. If it can be overturned at will, who would keep it until today?"

"You can't do it either?" Bai Muye looked at the old Taoist, his eyes full of expressions that a big man like you shouldn't be so weak.

"Of course I can do it." The old Taoist was not modest. He glanced at the scene where the battle was still going on and pursed his lips: "That kind of stuff, even if there is only this divine thought, it can be destroyed by raising a hand."

"Then kill him!" Bai Muye looked at Lin Zijin and Piaoliangjie over there with some distress. Although he had various talismans constantly blessing the state, it was still very hard to fight.

A powerful being with the fighting power of a higher god, that kind of invincible and powerful magical power, is really terrible.

This is because the talisman master's book has been suppressing it, otherwise he can't sit still and fight with him in the morning.

"Well, it's okay." The old Taoist nodded and raised his hand.

Lin Zijin swung the sword in his hand and slashed it fiercely—I must kill you this time!

Bang!

The body of the warrior under the command of the Great Southern God, who had the fighting power of a higher god, collapsed.

Lin Zijin, who had recovered his original appearance during the battle, was stunned on the spot.

Looking at his sword, and then at the scene of the upper god's collapse.

The exquisite face was full of doubts about life.

Very cute.

Then he couldn't help but look at the two people sitting opposite each other in the void.

The old Taoist grinned at the other side: "It's me."

Lin Zijin: "..."

Da Piaoliang took a deep breath and gave Zijin a look.

Lin Zijin smacked her lips unwillingly, she hadn't fought enough.

Bai Muye looked at the old Taoist priest in amazement: "Master, what kind of magical power is this?"

"It's just a small one, just like sunlight melting snow, just like fire burning firewood, nothing to praise." The old Taoist priest looked calm.

This is really too awesome.

A super big BOSS, Xiaobai's three people, plus a top magic weapon, the Talisman Master's Book, can only block the opponent's most terrible attack at most. If you want to kill it, you have to grind it bit by bit, and I don't know when it will be finished.

As a result, a full-level big account came, without any equipment or weapons, and was killed instantly.

This gap is simply despairing.

"Master, just take the opportunity to overturn the Pantheon, and let them be wiped out with a finger of the Taoist Patriarch! Then I can marry Zijin and give you a bunch of disciples and granddaughters!"

Bai Muye looked at the old Taoist priest with shining eyes.

He is not Brother Lin, whose eyes light up when he sees a battle.

If possible, he would rather live the most ordinary life in the world.

I indulge in the mountains and rivers.

Play with the kids, draw talismans, read books, learn, teach apprentices, and have a small gathering with friends every now and then.

It's beautiful just to think about it.

"You wish." The old Taoist looked at Bai Muye: "Originally I could maintain this state for a few days, but now I help you kill a strong enemy... at most one hour, I will completely disappear. Protecting this beautiful world is your business from now on."

The old Taoist looked like I'm going to retire, young man, I'll rely on you in the future, how much effort you make.

Bai Muye frowned and looked at the old Taoist: "Are you serious?"

"Yeah." The old Taoist nodded, with endless vicissitudes of life in his eyes.

Bai Muye sighed, raised his head, and looked at the old Taoist priest: "Can't we just overturn the Pantheon?"

The old Taoist priest shook his head: "No."

He looked at Bai Muye with a gentle smile on his face: "In fact, you have grown up, but you still need a few battles to cultivate your invincible heart."

"Invincible?" Bai Muye looked at the old Taoist priest: "I am just a talisman master with the cultivation of the Holy Domain. I am not even a match for the one just now... Who can I call invincible?"

The old Taoist priest said: "Don't underestimate this man, he has the combat power of a higher god, although he does not have the godhood of a higher god, but "It’ s not weak. " It is easy to defeat this kind of person, but it is a bit difficult to do. You have entered the room, and I told you again at this time, you can understand it. "The old Taoist was very patient, and said to Bai Muye with a peaceful face. Big beautiful to avoid Lin Ziyuan from here, and did not disturb. Bai Muye put away his mischievous heart and listened quietly to what the old Taoist said.

Strictly speaking, this knowledge is not the old Taoist's Tao, but it is the accumulation of his endless years.

However, in the end, the old Taoist still taught Bai Muye several talisman techniques.

"You and I have a deep fate. After all, we are master and apprentice. It's not good to teach you nothing. These talisman techniques are my Tao. After you master them, comprehend them carefully and turn them into your Tao."

The old Taoist said, and passed some things directly into Bai Muye's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

The so-called law is not passed on to the six ears, which is the case.

"The book of the Talisman Master's Treasure Book is the last magic weapon I refined in the past. In terms of grade, it should be at the upper god level, and it is not the highest level. Because the truly valuable thing is the basic talisman technique on it, which is what you have learned. Teach it to all living beings in the world, and there will always be creatures that can stand out."

The old Taoist looked at Bai Muye: "But in terms of the grade of this book and magic weapon, it is not even as good as the void boat on you."

Bai Muye: "..."

The old man really knows everything!

"I have been sleeping all these years. I will only awaken passively when you are facing a major crisis...to help you eliminate the enemy and avoid life threats."

"Recently, I have swallowed a lot of powerful energy, so I have the opportunity to meet you as a master and disciple today."

Somehow, Bai Muye suddenly felt a little sad. He looked at the old Taoist priest and forced a smile, saying, "In that case, we should thank those temple bastards."

The old Taoist priest laughed and said, "Relying on external objects is ultimately a minor path. Magical instruments are always auxiliary and can never be used as the main thing."

"Tao follows nature, and is ultimately people-oriented. Only by constantly developing one's own potential can one truly step into the supreme path."

Bai Muye nodded and humbly accepted the teachings.

The old Taoist priest looked at Xiao Bai with a kind expression on his face, and said, "The material of the Pantheon is very special and can be used as the main material for the Six Paths of Reincarnation."

Bai Muye's mouth twitched, and he looked at the old Taoist priest: "Master, do you mean to let me tear down someone's house and use it to rebuild the Six Paths of Reincarnation? I have no objection, but the group of people inside will tear me apart if they smash it?"

"So you have to do it after everything is over," the old Taoist priest looked at him, "You haven't finished talking yet, why are you in a hurry?"

"Well, I'm not in a hurry, you can talk slowly." Bai Muye looked educated.

"In the past, the gods and Buddhas in the heavens sensed that there was an invasion of demons from outside the heavens, so they gathered in the heavens to fight against the enemy. Because the rules there are different and the speed of time is different, the gods and Buddhas in the world never return. After many epochs, there was no news. The remaining gods who stayed in the world finally couldn't hold back and took the opportunity to make trouble."

"They smashed the heavens and cut off the six reincarnation paths. They built a new set of rules that they thought were perfect. Now you can see the result."

Bai Muye nodded: "The Pantheon has become the private domain of those top beings. The creatures in the world have been devastated. They are too corrupt and really need to change all this."

As he said, Bai Muye looked at the old Taoist priest: "Master, what is there in the heavens?"

The old Taoist priest glanced at him: "Nothingness."

"Didn't you say that there was an invasion of demons from outside the world?" Bai Muye asked.

"Fighting and guarding in the nothingness." The old Taoist priest looked at him, with endless fatigue in his eyes.

Sometimes Xiaobai really doubted whether the master was a divine thought left in the human world, or a clone projected from the outer world.

"The outer world... is it like the Milky Way?" Bai Muye looked at the old Taoist priest.

"It's different. It's a war of another level. You won't understand it, and you don't need to understand it. You don't need to bear those things. You just need to guard this human world and turn it into a pure land again. That's enough." The old Taoist priest said slowly.

"Who am I?" Bai Muye asked a somewhat inexplicable question.