Above Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, the murderous intention is awe-inspiring and the pressure is like prison.
Inside Primordial Ruined Temple, the atmosphere is leisurely and peaceful.
Daoist Temple in Courtyard.
Sect Master Tongtian sat cross-legged under a Bodhi Tree tree, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was stabilizing the realm he had just broken through, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth revealed that he was watching a good show.
Kong Xuan held a piece of silk and slowly wiped his five feathers, which were like those made by Divine Metal, as if he was unaware of the monstrous power outside.
Nezha was more direct. He took out a handful of melon seeds from somewhere, crossed his legs, and sat on a piece of Cyan Stone. While eating, he stared in the direction of the door with great interest, and whispered in his mouth, "Hurry up, I'm taking my time, the flowers will wither after waiting."
The three sisters Daji and Yunxiao were sitting around a stone table, cooking a pot of Immortal Tea. The aroma of the tea even overcame the bloody evil coming from the outside world.
There was no fear or solemnity in their eyes as they looked at the sky.
It's just... like watching a group of clowns perform a joke.
As for Master Gu Changqing, he was taking a nap on the deck chair in the backyard and didn't pay attention to the "little movement" outside.
This is Temple.
A group of prehistoric giant crocodiles that have long since jumped out of Three Realms and are no longer in Five Elements.
Just a Imperial Clan Young Lord, carrying nine dragon corpses, and you want them to change their color?
It's just a big joke.
"Ahem!"
At this moment, a loud barking of a dog broke the tranquility of Courtyard.
Everyone followed the sound.
I saw Xiaotian Dog standing up, with his two front paws behind his back, walking in a square step, and walked over with his head held high.
Hanging around its neck is a dog tag made by Divine Metal, with several large characters engraved on it - Temple Guards, Chief... Captain!
"Colleagues!"
Xiaotian Dog cleared his throat and said with a serious face, "Those blind people outside are trying to challenge our Temple majesty by name!"
"This is such a shame and humiliation, and I, Xiaotian Dog, am the first one not to agree!"
It patted its chest with its paws, and the dog's face was filled with an expression of indignation.
"As the saying goes, if the master is concerned about the humiliation of his subjects, he will be willing to humiliate his subjects and die! Now the master is taking a rest. As a member of Temple, how can we just sit idly by and ignore him!"
Nezha rolled his eyes and spat out the melon seed shells casually. "Okay, you damn dog, stop talking nonsense here. Just tell me what you want to do."
Xiaotian Dog chuckled, and in an instant, he came close to Nezha, wagging his tail flatteringly.
"Third Prince Your Highness is wise!"
"Xiao Quan was thinking, how can we deal with those gangsters outside without the big bosses taking action personally? Wouldn't that make your hands dirty?"
"The little dog is not talented, but he is willing to be a pioneer. Go out and meet them for a while!"
"Defeat their spirit so that the master and colleagues can have fun!"
As it spoke, it glanced at everyone present with its expectant eyes.
His eagerness to express himself made Yunxiao and the others chuckle.
Kong Xuan didn't even raise his eyelids, and said calmly, "What about you? A dog of Daluo Golden Immortal's status is not enough to fill the gap between his teeth."
"Hey, you can't say that!"
Xiaotian Dog became anxious and jumped up and down in defense. "This is called strategy! Do you understand strategy?"
"How boring is it to just fight and kill? Doesn't it fit in with our Temple aloof style?"
"If you want to play, you have to play something advanced!"
It lowered its voice mysteriously and winked at everyone.
"I have a brilliant plan, which is guaranteed to make that bullshit young master outside so angry that he vomits three liters of blood on the spot and Dao Heart collapses!"
"Oh?"
Sect Master Tongtian, who had been keeping his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes and looked at it with interest.
"Tell me and listen."
After getting the attention of the boss, Xiaotian Dog suddenly became energetic and his tail was wagging like a windmill.
It jolted to the corner of Courtyard.
There, an old man with white beard and hair, wearing tattered Daoist Robe, was curled up in the corner like a sculpture.
His eyes were hollow and numb, as if he had lost all his energy and intelligence.
Around his neck was a rusty collar made of iron.
If the people from Primordial World were here, they would be shocked out of their wits!
Because this old man is not someone else!
It was the man who once fit Heavenly Dao, was in charge of Primordial World's billions of yuan, and was so superior...Dao Ancestor, Hongjun!
He has become like this since he was stripped alive from Heavenly Dao by his master Gu Changqing and knocked out of the mortal world.
His whole body Cultivation was destroyed, and his mind was completely wiped out, leaving only a weak instinct.
On weekdays, just like a real old dog, it is kept in the corner of Daoist Temple and no one cares about it.
Xiaotian Dog walked up to Hongjun and kicked him with a look of disgust.
"Hey, old man, get up and work!"
Hongjun's numb eyes moved, but there was no response.
Xiaotian Dog didn't care, and skillfully untied a rope made of "Immortal Binding Rope" from the wall, and tied one end to Hongjun's collar.
Then, it held the other end of the rope and walked back to the crowd like a dog.
"Dang-dang-dang!"
Xiaotian Dog puffed up his chest proudly, pointed with his paw, and followed Hongjun behind him like a zombie.
"The plan is... to walk the dog!"
"Isn't that young master outside claiming to be Emperor Clan and being aloof?"
"I'll let him see that in his eyes Heavenly Dao and Dao Ancestor are unattainable. In our Temple, we are not even worthy of being dogs!"
"What is this called? This is called a dimensionality reduction attack! Mental humiliation!"
"How's it going? Isn't my plan so brilliant?"
In Courtyard, it suddenly became quiet.
Nezha stopped eating melon seeds.
Kong Xuan's hand wiping Fei Yu also paused.
Even Sect Master Tongtian couldn't help but twitch the muscles on his face.
Use the old Master to walk as a "dog"...
This dead dog is really a loss!
But...
It seems... quite interesting?
"That's right."
Sect Master Tongtian suppressed a smile and waved his hand.
"Go ahead, don't embarrass us Temple."
"Get the order!"
Xiaotian Dog screamed excitedly, as if he had received a great blessing.
It held its head high, held the numb Hongjun, and walked toward the door of Daoist Temple boldly and proudly.
That back view is full of "a brave man never comes back"... heroic and dog-legged.
Squeak--
Under the cold gaze of Imperial Clan Imperial Guards, under the playful gaze of Ji Qingxuan.
Daoist Temple's door is finally fully open.
Then...
The suffocating pressure between heaven and earth seemed to have solidified.
Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, everyone's expressions froze.
The smile on Ji Qingxuan's face slowly faded away, replaced by a look of... shock and confusion.
What did he see?
The person who walked out of that small Ruined Temple was not the sect leader kneeling down begging for mercy, nor the trembling elders.
But a... dog?
A black native dog stood up and walked out swaggeringly.
In its hand... no, it's in its paw, and it's holding a rope.
At the other end of the rope, tied was a ragged, haggard, half-dead... old man?
One person and one dog... just like that, they walked in front of two Battle Formation.
He came under the ferocious power of the Emperor Clan that could crush the eternal sky.
The dog raised its head and showed an extremely humane... brilliant smile towards them.
This moment.
Time seems to have stopped.
The whole Abandoned Heaven Wasteland is caught in an extremely weird... absurd and funny situation.