Xu Xiaoshou said, seeing Sang Lao's expression gloomy and uncertain, he raised his hands high, and immediately retreated.

By this time, he and the old man were already several feet apart.

 The two of them looked at each other from a distance.

　　It was obviously an exchange between master and disciple, but it was like enemies meeting each other, and they were extra vigilant.

 “Smelly boy!”

 Lao Sang was so angry that he realized that he had scared others, and immediately put his hand down.

I have to say that this wave of inferences made by Xu Xiaoshou really shocked him again.

 It’s the same as the previous time in the Spiritual Palace, basically...,

  Exactly!

“How did this little melon grow?”

 Sang Lao was a little depressed.

 He is obviously trying his best to suppress this guy's growth.

 After all, even if this kid has the ancestral ability to fight across ranks, it is only innate now.

If you really want to face the throne and kill Dao, or in such a dangerous situation at this moment, even Taixu and the Seven Swordsmen will be dispatched.

>

 Only growing slowly is the path Xu Xiaoshou should take.

 But obviously, judging from Xu Xiaoshou’s ability to cause trouble, his obscene development seems to be really inappropriate for this kid’s future path.

Maybe we should change our approach... Sang Lao thought to himself, but his face was unmoved and he said: "What do you want to insinuate, you are so sinister?"

“I’m here, what do you have to say that you can’t say openly?”

 There was a clear desire to seduce people in his voice.

Xu Xiaoshou glanced at his lowered hand and rolled his eyes secretly.

Just because you’re always here like a stick, I can’t say something directly, right?

 I'm afraid of being beaten!

This master's body is okay to others, but he can't bear to fuck you!

 But Xu Xiaoshou understood clearly how Old Sang reacted.

 Although the old man covered up everything very well except for the first wave, he did not deny it, but changed the subject.

 In the meantime, the problem has been explained.

 What I just said may have really analyzed the key points.

 Lao Sang couldn't say it clearly, that's why he reacted like this.

“So, until now, you still plan to hide everything from me?” Xu Xiaoshou asked cautiously.

Sang Lao closed his eyes heavily and hesitated to speak. After a long time, he finally said: "What else do you know?"

 Xu Xiaoshou looked amused, with a bright light in his eyes.

He took a few steps back again, decided to throw the highlight, and said in a solemn voice: "Ajie, do you know?"

 “Yeah.” Mr. Sang nodded.

 Xu Xiao felt relieved after suffering a heavy blow.

"Ajie, I don't know where you got it from, but it was sealed with two layers of seals at Tianxuanmen. Even if the enemy is present, it will not be released."

“This is the first-generation Tianji puppet written by the Master of the Dao Palace. It is obvious that you are not hiding anything.”

 Lao Sang’s eyebrows twitched, and blue veins popped out on his forehead.

 Xu Xiaoshou felt so cruel that he gave up completely.

 “Eight Masters! It’s the same.”

“The world has been calling him dead for decades, and now he suddenly appears, which is really amazing.”

“But these so-called scams are just for deceiving ordinary spiritual refiners. In the past few decades, even Zhan Dao and Taixu have not doubted the rumors at all.”

“Then I’m confused. How is this possible? The Holy Temple can even deceive Dao Dao and Taixu?”

 “I don’t think so!”

“Perhaps, the Eight Masters really did fall, and the world really gave up on this myth.”

“But his fall must be different from the real ‘fall’... Well, maybe, it’s exactly the same!”

 Xu Xiaoshou paused, carefully choosing his words to avoid irritating the old man in front of him.

The embarrassed saint appeared in his mind, and he said again: "There are places where ordinary people can be imprisoned... no, ordinary geniuses."

“But Ba Zunzhen dominates a generation, who can guarantee that he will not do anything extraordinary?”

"for example……"

Xu Xiaoshou glanced at Sang Lao's calm expression, swallowed his saliva, and changed his explanation: "For example, he did not fall on Void Island, but was imprisoned in a small place that could only seal the innate. He has the key.

, it came out very simply.”

The corners of Mr. Sang’s mouth twitched.

While he was shocked by Xu Xiaoshou's inference, he couldn't help but curse angrily: "Can you speak properly!"

"oh."

 Xu Xiaoshou immediately dropped the topic.

 He had no intention of getting a positive response from Sang Lao. This was unrealistic.

 “By the way, there’s one more thing.”

“I think the embarrassed saint hiding in the cracks in the different-dimensional space in the White Cave must also be wandering around and throwing olive branches in his spare time. It is impossible to overlap with the completely purposeless mission you gave him.”

“As for the Bazun and the saint who met in the White Cave, it should be more of an accidental encounter or coincidence. The two of them should not be acquainted, because they may have never met, right?”

“After all, those who ‘fallen’ are not in the same place..."

 “And there’s more!”

Xu Xiaoshou gave up on himself and simply closed his eyes, not looking at Sang Lao's expression, and threw away all his doubts.

“There is also the ultimate goal of a holy slave, who will end up being a slave unless he becomes a saint.”

"It is absolutely impossible to mean becoming a slave of the Holy Temple, becoming...the so-called 'ghost beast' of Void Island?"

 Speechless.

 The scene was dead silent for a moment.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ifies.

 Xu Xiaoshou's Adam's apple rolled up and he was as silent as a cicada.

There were no words beside the voice. He couldn't help but pry open the slits in his eyes and peeked outside secretly.

 A scary old face!

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　」

 Xu Xiao was so frightened that he ran away with his head in his hands.

　　He even completely blocked his "perception", which only extended to the back and did not dare to look in front of him.

This time he raised his eyes and squinted, it looked like that old face. Who can resist it?

 “Bang!”

As expected, even though he was running fast, he still got kicked in the back. Xu Xiaoshou stumbled out and fell to the ground.

 “I’m done, I’m done!”

　　“Everything you desire is nothing but justice.”

“Everyone advocates beauty. This world is very friendly. There is no chess game or conspiracy that lasts for hundreds of years, nor is there any darkness or unbearableness other than my words. That’s all.”

“Who doesn’t yearn for light?”

 Xu Xiaoshou raised his hands to surrender, but was still quibbling.

His strength reached his back, and he wanted to withstand another whip from the old man that contained terrifying power, but after waiting for a long time, nothing happened.

"Um?"

 Xu Xiaoshou raised his head in confusion and did not dare to look back.

I let go of "Perception" and saw that behind me Sang Lao had sat down cross-legged, holding a straw hat in one hand and holding his bald scalp with the other, and kept sighing.

 Xu Xiaoshou turned over and timidly said: "What's going on?"

 Sang Lao looked complicated and could not speak at all.
To be continued...