First Class Taoist Gate

In an instant, Zhang Bairen stopped his thoughts of clicking on the candle dragon. If he wanted to suppress the candle dragon, he would inevitably make a big disturbance. At that time, he would alarm the Yin Cao or the Lunar Star, fearing that something would be wrong! It will only cause greater ups and downs and variables.

　　 And in the future time and space, Zhulong and Zulong brothers have not argued with their enemies and friends, and the shot at this time is too decisive. Moreover, the ancestor dragon is burdened with a big cause and effect that collapsed, and if he kills the ancestor dragon, all the causes and effects will inevitably fall on him.

　　 Zhang Bairen rode a white horse motionless as a mountain, glanced at the Yincao Difu with a blank face, and looked at the sacrificial offerings in the Yincao Difu with his eyes.

　　 Accompanied by Zhang Bairen reciting the sacrificial ceremonies in Difu, there was no vision in the void, everything remained as usual.

Seeing that Zhang Bairen was about to take out the seal made by himself, he wrinkled his brows and flicked his sleeves as he rode across the white horse. The next moment a Luan bird came from nowhere, grabbed the seal and swallowed the dragon gas. , Fell into the arms of Yin Cao Zhang Bairen.

　　 "Then the question is here, since I gave the seal, where did my seal come from?" Zhang Bairen was puzzled, and his eyes were full of puzzlement.

　　 is like the chicken or the egg. There is no solution to this problem!

　　 I gave my seal to Zhang Bairen at this moment. Where did my seal come from? Who gave it to yourself in the beginning?

　　 Zhang Bairen was confused, he couldn't guess the way of reincarnation, he couldn't figure it out.

　　 Zhang Bairen's eyes flashed with divine light in his eyes, and he was silent, then the power of time flowed around his body, and he turned and submerged in the long river of time again and again, and his figure disappeared.

　　 This is just an episode in the long river of time!

　　 Continue to step forward, sneaking all the way, the long river of time is vast, and there is only one white horse. With the waves of time, the horse rides the river upstream.

　　 "Om~"

　　 I don't know how long he has been walking, suddenly Zhang Bairen felt in his heart, as if he was drawn by cause and effect, and a mysterious and unpredictable Qi drew his mind.

　　Cause and effect!

　　 The same cause and effect as before the founding of Yin Cao!

　　 Zhang Bairen's heart moved, and the long river of time suddenly broke open, and the next moment descended into the great world.

　　 Familiar Qi machine!

familiar person!

　　 "This...this..." Zhang Bairen's body was trembling, he had a pair of magic eyes, and he could check all the auras of the three mountains and five mountains with his fingers.

　　 He was standing on the top of the mountain and saw a familiar figure! A familiar self!

　　小小

　　 poor

　　 helpless

　　 The face is yellow and thin, and the shoes under my feet cannot be said to be shoes. They are simple ‘shoes’ made of countless pieces of tattered cloth wrapped around a piece of wood.

　　In an instant

　　Countless memories flow in my heart.

　　 "My original intention back then, maybe it was just that I didn't go hungry every day, so I could eat my stomach!" Zhang Bairen looked at the skinny child, only a pair of black and white eyes were particularly gratifying.

　　 At this time, the child was cautiously lying under the trap, carefully tied the rope. Walking through the mountains and forests with difficulty, the young figure carefully arranged traps in the mountains and forests.

　　 The trap cannot catch prey, no one will be hungry for oneself!

　　 That was my hardest time!

　　 is also the deepest time in my memory. I thought I had forgotten it a long time ago, but at this moment, it rolled out like a river.

　　 "The shabby clothes, the dilapidated house, the mother and son really didn't know how to survive in this world! I owe Zhang Jingan and Zhang Xiaocao too much!" Zhang Bairen lowered his eyes.

　　 Poor mountains and bad rivers, don’t hope that those villagers who look simple on weekdays will help their mother and son. Your mother and son can live steadily for five years, for fear that it will be the credit of Zhang Jingan.

　　 My mother was born beautiful, but in the past five years, there have been no **** to harass. There must be something wrong.

　　 "bang~"

　　 There was a wailing in the distance: "Uncle Zhang! Uncle Zhang! Don't fight! Don't fight! You will never dare to covet the Zhang family again!"

　　 Far away in the village, Zhang Jingan’s firewood hit a young man to tumbling all over the floor.

　　 Not far away, the villagers watched and whispered in the distance, either unbearable or angry, but did not dare to stop.

　　In the eyes of the villagers, Zhang Bairen saw more fear.

"Oh, Zhang Jingan fought too much for me back then!" Zhang Bairen rode a white horse, twisted and walked into the village. He followed the young child far away, watching that the child was only fifty centimeters tall and he was not in the snow. Half of the waist passed, a touch of recollection appeared in his eyes.

　　 Standing in front of the Cao Lu, Zhang Bairen did not dismount, but only looked at the Cao Lu that was too mature for a long time.

　　 He saw Zhang Xiaocao like a worm, and he couldn't get rid of the dog skin plaster behind him. I even saw my mother's rough hands and dim eyes.

　　 On that day, Zhang Bairen stood in front of the yard for a long, long time, and then he drove away and headed straight for Chang'an City.

　　 entered Chang'an, passed Wagang, and came straight to Luoyang City.

　　 Looking at the mighty emperor Dragon Qi in Luoyang city, Zhang Bairen washed his white horse and galloped straight to the front of the imperial city.

　　 "Woo 嗷~"

　　 Facing Zhang Bairen's will of heaven, the emperor's dragon qi uttered a sob, as if he was a puppy reprimanded by his master, and withdrew without saying a word.

　　 The white horse went straight into Luoyang Palace and came to the Yongan Palace.

　　 "Weird, there seems to be something wrong with the emperor's dragon qi today!" Yang Guang felt that dragon qi had met with the fear of the supreme ruler, and his heart sank.

　　 What is the ability of a strong man who can make the emperor Dragon Qi retreat?

　　 The cold sweat wets his back, Yang Guang's eyes are calm, but the blue veins on the back of his hands reveal his nervousness.

　　 Unprecedented pressure fell on my heart, as if it were heavy.

　　 Yongan Palace

　　 The deceased met and did not know each other, Zhang Bairen could see everyone, but everyone could not see Zhang Bairen.

　　 Empress Xiao, dressed in a phoenix crown, is playing chess with Qiaoyan.

　　 Looking at the familiar face, she became silly for a while, and she couldn't help but stretch out her hand to touch the face in her dream.

　　 "Bold, who dares to offend this palace!"

　　 The tentacles were warm and moist, but Empress Xiao suddenly raised her head in shock, scanning the entire palace with a pair of eyes, trying to mobilize Feng Qi, but Feng Qi seemed to be dead, without any response.

　　Back!

　　 all the way back!

　　 Zhang Bairen retreated far away, awakened in a trance, and did not dare to step forward.

　　 He woke up suddenly at this time, a sense of sorrow appeared in his eyes, but he never revealed that he had met. He just took a deep look at the two daughters, and then rode out of the palace. Behind him, he could hear the conversation in Yong'an Palace:

　　 "Niang, what's the matter with you?" Qiaoyan stood up quickly in shock, and scanned the surroundings vigilantly with her eyes.

　　 "It's nothing, it's my own illusion, let's continue to play chess!" Empress Xiao said with some uncertainty.

　　 The sound went away with the wind, Zhang Bairen revealed his true body in Chang'an City at this time, and walked on the street with a white horse, heading towards the distant dock.

　　 Once a white horse is washed, it seems to be a treasure of wealth. Those who own this horse are either rich or expensive.

　　 It's like seeing Bentley and Bugatti on the street in later generations, and they must be rich in their minds.

　　 The strange thing is that when the purple-clothed white horse passed by, the crowd opened up automatically. Even after the young man walked away, everyone recalled the young man's face, but it was blank.

　　 just remember to wash the white horse and wear the purple clothes.

　　 "Wow~"

　　 A stern dog barking, along with the sobbing of the scramble for food, and the hoarse cry of the pretty girl, came into Zhang Bairen's ears.

　　 Ferry

　　Pier

　　 A girl dressed in rags, bare feet, black all over her body, exuding a sour smell, and she was rolling with a wild dog.

　　 girl, maybe it is! Who can recognize that body full of dirt?

　　 was sour and stinky, even the wild dogs didn't bother to spit out, there was a feeling of vomiting. It has competed with this girl many times for food, and never won.

　　 Seeing that it could not take advantage, the wild dog whimpered, clipped its tail and fled, leaving behind a blood-stained beggar, smirkingly holding half of the long-haired wow head, constantly smirking.

　　‘Click! ’

　　 With the sound of bone cracking, the little beggar flew out of Zhang Xu and fell to the ground, splashing dust.

　　 A mouthful of red blood spurted out, only the skinny palms still held the moldy head, even if the bones were cracked, they were still not loosened.

　　 That is her hope for survival!

　　 She doesn't remember who she is, she only knows that she must be here, must live, and must wait for someone here!

　　 As for why she waited for him, she had long forgotten!

　　 A burst of curses came out~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but I saw Young Master Yi Jinyi with an ugly face rubbing the dirt on the ground with his feet, as if contaminated with the dirt on the beggar:

　　 "Little beggar, hurry up and get off, soiled your uncle's clothes. I will throw you in the river to plant lotus today!"

　　 "Ding Dong!" For some reason, seeing this scene, Zhang Bairen's human heart broke in an instant. He only felt that his nose was sour and his eyes were red and swollen, and a line of tears could not help but slip.

"Ding Dong? A familiar name!" The beggar suddenly turned around, staring at Zhang Bairen in surprise: "You know me? I don't even remember who I am, I only remember that I was waiting for someone here... "

　　 Before I finished speaking, the Wowotou that had been robbed with painstaking efforts fell to the ground and suddenly rushed towards Zhang Bairen: "I remember you! I remember you! I am waiting for you!"

　　 Zhang Bairen dismounted and hugged Ding Dong in his arms, which immediately aroused the surprise of passers-by.

　　 No one can think of it, that white horse and purple clothes looks like a young man from a wealthy man, and he has something to do with a beggar.

　　 "Ding Dong!!!" Zhang Bairen burst into tears.

　　 "Do you know who I am?" Dingdang looked at Zhang Bairen with a pair of eyes, pure and bright: "Does Dingdang mean me? I don't remember who I am!"

　　 Zhang Bairen looked at the young man in Tsing Yi with crimson eyes, then his face was cold, murderous intent seemed to pop out of his teeth, and the emptiness changed its color: "I want to pump your soul!"

　　 When the mind is moving, the young man has been cut by thousands of swords, his soul has been taken by him, and he has been included in an oil lamp.