Great Primordial: Seven Saints, The Strongest Gourds In History

Chapter 154 Yun Zhong'zi Daoist Friend, Twelve Golden Immortals Has No Share In You!

I think back when the Three Pure Ones split up, it was The Primeval Lord of Heavens - Yuanshi couldn't stand The Lord of Heavenspan - Tongtian's School of Interception were all people who were born with wet eggs and were covered in scales and armor.

But now Yun Zhong'zi preaches to the three monsters openly, which undoubtedly touches the bottom line of The Primeval Lord of Heavens - Yuanshi not indirectly.

Precisely because of this, The Primeval Lord of Heavens - Yuanshi began to dislike Yun Zhong'zi from the bottom of his heart. How could he be assigned a School of Enlightenment Twelve Golden Immortals status?

In the Jade Palace of Emptiness, The Primeval Lord of Heavens - Yuanshi sat on top of the throne and sighed secretly, and began to observe the other School of Enlightenment disciples.

After all, the School of Enlightenment Twelve Golden Immortals is owned by the Enlightenment Sect's Qi of Fortune, and there is no room for The Primeval Lord of Heavens - Yuanshi to be careless.

Zhongnan Mountain.

Mo Bai tapped his toes, jumped off the back of the bull, looked at Yun Zhong'zi who was still preaching tirelessly, shook his head and sighed, and thought to himself: "No wonder the School of Enlightenment Twelve Golden Immortals does not have Yun Zhong'zi's A place, now it seems, no wonder it is like this!"

"The Primeval Lord of Heavens - Yuanshi doesn't like Demon Race, but Yun Zhong'zi preaches to monsters. Isn't this just idleness and doing evil?"

On the moss stone not far away, Yun Zhong'zi noticed that someone was coming, opened his eyes slightly, waved his hand, and asked the Great Immortal Huli and the Great Immortal Yangli to leave. He walked over, cupped his hands and said, "I don't know. Daoist Friend shook his head and sighed. -What happened?"

Mo Bai sighed: "I'm afraid Daoist Friend will never be able to meet the School of Enlightenment Twelve-Golden Immortal!"

Hearing this, Yun Zhong'zi was furious and dissatisfied: "This Daoist Friend, poor daoist is the True Immortal of the School of Enlightenment, how can he not become one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the School of Enlightenment?"

Mo Bai shook his head and did not explain anything.

Yun Zhong'zi suppressed the displeasure in his heart, raised his hands and asked: "I don't know how to call Daoist Friend?"

Mo Bai smiled and said: "The poor daoist's name is Mo Bai!"

"I wonder if Daoist Friend's name is Yun Zhong'zi?"

As soon as these words came out, Yun Zhong'zi was shocked and said suspiciously: "Mo Bai Daoist Friend, how do you know that the poor daoist's name is Yun Zhong'zi!"

Mo Bai smiled and said: "The poor daoist said it was a guess. Do you believe it?"

Yun Zhong'zi curled his lips and said angrily: "I believe in a big-headed ghost!"

"Mo Bai Daoist Friend, I don't know why you came to the poor Zhongnan Mountain, but what are you doing?"

Mo Bai looked around and said: "The poor daoist was riding his horse through this place just now. On the way, he noticed a subtle Taoist sound coming from here, and he became curious..."

Yun Zhong'zi nodded lightly and said: "I see, Mo Bai Daoist Friend said before that poor daoists have no chance of School of Enlightenment Twelve Golden Immortals, but why?"

"Is it possible that this was also guessed by Mo Bai Daoist Friend?"

Mo Bai shook his head and sighed: "Everyone in the Great Primordial Continent doesn't know that Yuanshi Saint doesn't like Demon Race. You preached to three little demons before...

Yun Zhong'zi curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Mo Bai Daoist Friend, although poor daoist's teacher doesn't like Demon Race, poor daoist's approach is also indirectly promoting the teachings of School of Enlightenment...

Mo Bai rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "Yun Zhong'zi Daoist Friend, this is just your own idea!"

"You think you are doing good things for the School of Enlightenment, but in Yuanshi Saint's opinion, your actions are undoubtedly not contrary to the teachings of the School of Enlightenment!"

"School of Enlightenment advocates teaching students in accordance with their aptitude and dividing everything into three, six or nine..."

"Your way of teaching the little mountain monster at will is nothing but the teachings of the School of Interception. Tell me, isn't this the opposite of the School of Enlightenment?"

Facing Mo Bai's analysis, Yun Zhong'zi suddenly began to feel guilty.

However, thinking that he was the True Immortal of the School of Enlightenment, Yun Zhong'zi felt relieved and said: "So what, as a poor daoist, as a True Immortal, even if he did something wrong before, he should have a School of Enlightenment." The fruit position of Twelve Golden Immortals!”

Looking at Yun Zhong'zi's life and death, Mo Bai didn't want to waste any more words.

at this time.

A stream of light came straight from the horizon.

For a moment, the light faded away, but it was the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole walking over on a sika deer.

Elderly Immortal of the South Pole looked at Mo Bai next to Yun Zhong'zi and asked: This Daoist Friend is...

Yun Zhong'zi stepped forward and explained: "Elderly Immortal of the South Pole, this Daoist Friend's name is Mo Bai!"

After saying that, he turned back to Mo Bai and introduced: "Mo Bai Daoist Friend, this is poor daoist's senior brother, his name is Elderly Immortal of the South Pole!"

As everyone knows, Mo Bai had already guessed the identity of Elderly Immortal of the South Pole when he saw it for the first time.

After all, in the Great Primordial World, Mo Bai really can't think of anyone else who can ride a sika deer, leaving aside the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole.

Elderly Immortal of the South Pole jumped down from the sika deer [Gongshou said "Zhongyun by Daoist Friend!"

Mo Bai politely replied: "I have met the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole Daoist Friend!"

Elderly Immortal of the South Pole nodded and asked Yun Zhong'zi: "Junior brother Yun Zhong'zi, the teacher will start to select Twelve Golden Immortals soon, why haven't you set off yet!"

………………………Please give me flowers··

Yun Zhong'zi chuckled and said: "Brother Elderly Immortal of the South Pole, why are you panicking? With the qualifications of the two of us and our status in the School of Enlightenment, are we still afraid that we will not be able to obtain the status of Twelve Golden Immortals?"

"Besides, senior brother Elderly Immortal of the South Pole is still senior senior brother of School of Enlightenment. Without senior brother, even if others go, what's the use?"

Facing Yun Zhong'zi's flattery, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole smiled happily and said, "That being said, if we are late, we may also make the teacher unhappy!"

Yun Zhong'zi nodded lightly and said, "In that case, let's set off!"

Saying that, Yun Zhong'zi looked back at Mo Bai and cupped his hands and said, "Mo Bai Daoist Friend, poor daoist, take your leave first!"

Mo Bai looked at the backs of Yun Zhong'zi and Elderly Immortal of the South Pole who were about to leave, and pretended to sigh: "Two Daoist Friends, it actually doesn't matter whether you go to Mt. Kunlun or not [after all, this time HEMU…”

Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's old face twitched a few times, and he said with some displeasure: "Mo Bai Daoist Friend, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean, two poor daoists went to Mt. Kunlun and couldn't get the status of School of Enlightenment Twelve Golden Immortals?"

Yun Zhong'zi scolded: "Mo Bai Daoist Friend, what you said is too much!"

"Brother Elderly Immortal of the South Pole, as a senior fellow of the School of Enlightenment, how come he can't obtain the status of Twelve Golden Immortals!"

Mo Bai frowned a few times, spread his arms and said: "That's it, do you believe it or not?"

"Besides, what are you doing, poor daoist, when you have nothing to do?"

"If you two are confident that you can become one of the School of Enlightenment Twelve Golden Immortals, how about making a bet with the poor daoist?"

Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's deep eyes trembled a few times, stroking his beard with his right hand, suppressing the displeasure in his heart, and said: "I wonder what Mo Bai Daoist Friend wants to bet on?"

Mo Bai turned his hand and revealed a heavy drop of water. He chuckled and said, "Let's bet on whether you can become one of the School of Enlightenment Twelve Golden Immortals!"

"How about it? Do you dare to bet?"

Seeing Mo Bai's confident look, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole smiled and said: "Since Mo Bai Daoist Friend is so heroic, why don't poor daoists dare!"

As for the heavy water pearl in Mo Bai's hands, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole is determined to win it.

After all, as a senior disciple of School of Enlightenment, how could he not obtain the status of School of Enlightenment Twelve Golden Immortals? Isn’t this a joke?