The First Cause of All Realms

It is naturally impossible to deduce the root of the supernatural power and the method of deciphering it from the words "born for the dead" alone. 1

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It's just that after listening to it for so long, Yang Yu still remembers it.

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Old Daoist is not incapable of killing the blood demon, but the supernatural power of the blood demon, which can reversely seize the body and swallow the body of the one who kills himself, and even practice.

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So much so that even if everyone present made a move one by one, Zhang Laodao slaughtered everyone and perished with them.

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Therefore, Lao Dao chose to possess Lu Qingting, and at the expense of himself and his disciples, he completely cut off the possibility of this demon's resurrection.

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only……

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"good."

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Lao Dao nodded slightly:

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"This matter cannot be faked. Even if you have the rank of a judge, unless you take the four steps of becoming an immortal, you will not be able to avoid this magical power..."

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"If that's the case, this junior has a better way."

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Yang Prison's lips twitched, and the sound transmission entered the secret.

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"Um……"

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Lao Dao frowned first, then stretched his brows, and Yang Yu looked at the street one after another:

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"If you really have the ability to suppress this demon, it's not impossible, but if you can't..."

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Yang Yu's eyes became deep:

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"If it doesn't work, the real person is nothing but another sword, and won't lose much hands and feet. But if it does, the younger generation has a ruthless request..."3

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The two of them spoke one word at a time, wielding a sharp edge, making the bystanders listen in a foggy way.

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"Is it difficult..."

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Feng Wushuang moved slightly in his heart, thought about it, and then retreated.

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"No solution……"

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Chu Tianyi shook his head inwardly.

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During this interval, he reversed his magical powers several times and used various methods to kill the evil and charming Daoist, but the result was all death. 1

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With his current means, it is almost impossible to break the game.

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Several people have different thoughts, and they are all guessing the conversation between the two, but An Daoist seems to feel uneasy:

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"Zhang Laodao, if you want to kill, kill, what are you talking about?!"

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Lao Dao naturally ignored him, looked at the ghost baby who seemed to know it later, thought about it, and nodded in agreement:

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"If you can do it, even if you want the Seven Tribulations Sword, the old man will allow you!"

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"Okay!"

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As Yang Yu opened his mouth, the ghost baby who was gloating on the side suddenly smelled an unusual smell.

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"you you……"

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He suddenly raised his head and saw the gazes of the two of them. This little brat suddenly felt that something was wrong. He wanted to run away, but how could he resist Yang Prison's thoughts?

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He only had time to scream, and the whole person jumped up involuntarily, punched angrily, and slammed into Andaoren's heart!

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"Do not!"

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The ghost baby screamed, and the Andao people also woke up like a dream. They were startled at first, and then sneered:

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"A little devil also wants to break my god..."

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boom!

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With a muffled sound, the kid came out directly, viscous blood poured all over his body, he shook his body stiffly, and he fell to the ground when he wanted to say something.

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"Huh!"

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Prison Yang let out a long sigh and said, "The real person protects the Dharma for me." Then he fell down and sat down, closing his eyes and concentrating.

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In the cauldron of gluttony, the splendor of Zhenxie's seal was so bright that it seemed to ignite. The purple gold gourd swayed and approached, and the Long Yuanjian also hung high, as if smelling an unusual aura.

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After subduing that little devil, Yang Prison's biggest gain was to obtain some information about the Kuixing rank.

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Kuixing is a ghost, but he is not a ghost.

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There are five categories of Dao and Fruit, Immortals, Buddhas, Gods, Demons, and Demons. There are various subdivisions within them, but outside of them, there is another category, which is called 'extreme'.

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A pole class rank is a general term for a rank that has two or more classes.

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It corresponds to the mythical existences in those legends who are all gods, gods, and gods.

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For example, the White Bone Bodhisattva, who is also the top rank of the Buddha and the Devil, who is also the White Bone Human Demon and the Jingyou Bodhisattva, can be said to be a 'great magical person' even before the ancient times. 2

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The same goes for Kuixing!

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In the case of ghosts and gods, they are high-level ghosts and gods who can be promoted to the four major judges; in the case of demons, they are also called demon Kuixing;

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Kuixing has three types of strengths, and his power is in parade, slaying demons, and swallowing ghosts!

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Therefore, the three great fruits that make up Kuixing naturally have great disgust and restraint for all ghosts without a body! 1

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Zhenxieyin couldn't suppress it, and its own Longyuan Sword could cut off the connection, so it wouldn't be affected by itself.

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buzzing~

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The Zhenxie Yin trembled violently, and it was visible to the naked eye that the 'soul line' connecting the ghost infant was tensed to the extreme, and it even made a 'kaka' sound.

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And the Long Yuanjian, which never listened to orders, also glowed at this moment, as if it was going to be angry at any time.

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The Zijin gourd twitched, the mouth of the gourd opened and closed from time to time, and the inside was unfathomable.

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Boom!

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At a certain moment, Yang Yu only felt his mind buzzing, and a cold and ferocious aura descended on the Evil-Suppressing Seal in a strange way that he couldn't even fathom at this time.

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This time, he couldn't hold it back.

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"The mere little devil also wants to break my god..." 1

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The laughter stopped abruptly.

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An Daoren was startled, only to feel that there was a divine peak pressing down above his head, and with an earth-shattering momentum, he completely crushed his soul body that had not yet gathered!

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"No!" 1

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The shrill screams made Gu Qingyi, who was watching closely, startled. She dodged to avoid it, only to see the ghost baby rolling frantically on the ground.

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"roll!"

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"Just a little devil..."

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"Dirty things, get out, get out!" 1

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"Little devil!" 1

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……

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Different screams sounded at the same time, indescribably strange.

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After a while, the screams became smaller, and the ghost baby fell from the dust again, its hands and feet trembled, but it didn't move.

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"died?"

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valley

Tie Tafa couldn't help but get closer, but saw that the ghost baby's eyes were closed, his face was gray, and there was no vitality at all.

"His breath..."

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Lao Dao's perception is so keen, seeing Andao's breath being suppressed to the bottom of the valley, he is also a little surprised:

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'This kid, actually...'

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"Huh!"

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Yang Yu opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, but his mind was not on the ghost baby in front of him, but in the cauldron of gluttony.

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After Andao was killed by the ghost baby, a cloud of black mist appeared in the cauldron. 1

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That is,

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[Remnant pages of the Ming Shu: The Treasure of Yin Si, a trivial scrap page of the Sansheng Ming Shu, which can be rubbed with the number of lives in a state...] 5

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"Fortunately not humiliated!"

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Yang Yu gathered his mind and stood up.

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"Thank you, little friend."

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Lao Dao looked solemn and bowed for a long time.

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"Really polite..."

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Yang Prison wanted to avoid it, but where did he avoid it, so he had to accept this worship.

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At this time, including him, everyone's hearts are full of enlightenment, this illusion is about to end early...

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"You can stand this prayer."

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Lao Dao stood up together and had already escaped from Lu Qingting's body. His figure was as illusory as smoke, only his voice and body could be seen, just like Fenghao before.

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But compared to Feng Hao, who was darker in ink, his soul body was light and ethereal, without the slightest coldness of the soul body, but instead had the warmth of the sun shining. 1

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"Soul..."

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Looking at Lao Dao's back and perceiving the remnants of the Ming Shu in the cauldron, Yang Yu couldn't help shaking his head, mentioned the fainted ghost baby, and followed slowly.

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"Come with me!"

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Lu Qingting woke up swayingly, only to feel that his body was heavy, and there was no pain and numbness everywhere, but when he saw the back of his patriarch, he still asked his senior sister to support him and follow him.

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Feng Wushuang drifted away, and Tie Tafa followed with great strides.

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"My calamity, is it broken?"

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Chu Tianyi felt a little bit of luck in her heart, but after sensing it a little, she didn't notice the change, and smiled bitterly in her heart.

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"Sure enough, breaking the game with the help of external forces does not count as a ritual for me..." 1

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He felt a little pity in his heart, but he had expected it long ago, and it was not disappointing. Seeing the backs of everyone leaving, he thought about it, and then turned around and left.

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Seeing such a great master of swordsmanship, he naturally had the desire to ask for advice. However, the Seven Tribulations Sword could not be obtained, and a few words of instruction would not allow him to reshape the sword heart...

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Huhu~

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On the top of the mountain soaring into the clouds, the first thing Yang Yu saw was Wang Muzhi with his sleeves hanging on the ground and bowing for a long time:

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"After school, I don't enter, Wang Muzhi, I have seen the great master..."

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Grandmaster, at some point, it is no longer the title of realm.

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"Thousands of years later, it was far better than today's martial arts prosperous world."

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The old-fashioned one has some emotions:

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"It takes four steps to become an immortal, and four steps to a martial sage. You have come a long way. Back then, the old Taoist was no better than you."

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"How can He De be compared with the Great Master?"

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Wang Muzhi's attitude was respectful and meticulous, and he even took out a gleaming seed:

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"This is the 'God Seed' of the Andao people..."

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"interesting."

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Zhang Laodao glanced at him again, picked up the seed, and walked towards the hall:

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"In the last moment, Lao Dao said something. If you are willing to listen, come in, if you are not, just leave."

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"Farewell to Zhenren Zhang..."

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Wang Muzhi didn't hesitate, he bowed and left. 2

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In the hall at the top of Tianbi Peak, the sloppy Taoist gave each person half a cup of tea to meet them one by one and pass them off one by one.

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Yang Yu was not in a hurry, so he landed at the end. Taking advantage of this gap, he sensed the book of underworld in the cauldron.

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Just like the voice of the little devil, this book of the underworld did have traces of being chopped. At this time, it was slowly wriggling and repairing.

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But vaguely, he could still swipe the names of people who were passing by, densely packed and constantly changing...

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"Master Yang, the patriarch is waiting for you."

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Gu Qingyi bowed her hands, thanked him, and invited him in.

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Yang Yu nodded and walked towards the main hall, but there was a bit of slander in his heart. These great forces are really extravagant, and all of them are carrying strange treasures.

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It seems that he is deliberately hiding something...

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In the main hall, Lao Dao didn't care about his image at all, he ate the vegetarian food in a big mouth. He ate it quickly, but chewed it very finely.

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It didn't take long for him to finish his fast food.

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"Be careful of that kid surnamed Wang, this kid is really big-hearted. He wants to be a martial sage and the strength of the ten capitals, but he is extremely talented.

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He wiped his mouth with his robe, and Lao Dao warned:

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"It's good to have no grudges and no grudges. If there are grudges, they will be killed as soon as possible!" 5

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"Also Martial Saint, Chief of Ten Capitals?"

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Yang Yu heard the words ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and couldn't help being shocked, but he automatically ignored the second half of the sentence.

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He was not surprised by Wang Muzhi's arrogance, but by the fact that since he could take care of it, why did Henry Zhang strip away the 'Heaven and Earth'. 2

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When he had doubts, Yang Yu asked, who is the great master before him, although he is limited by the times, his knowledge is bound to be broad.

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"In future generations, there are such amazing juniors?!"

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Hearing Yang Prison's future, this old man was a little moved, and he said 'amazing' three times in a row.

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He paced back and forth, suddenly tore off a corner of his Taoist robe, biting his fingers with one hand, using blood as ink, and writing quickly.

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What he wrote was exactly the "dragon-shaped grass" that he was best at.

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"You are this?"

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Looking at Lao Dao, whose spirit and energy had fallen by more than three points, Yang Yu was a little surprised.

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"What is Daoguo? It is the essence of heaven and earth, the natural avenue, and the martial Dao does not conflict with it. The reason for the Lord Zhao you mentioned, the reason why he stripped the Daoguo, is only to open the way for the younger generation..."

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Handing the corner of the robe to Yang Yu, Zhang Laodao's eyes were terrifyingly bright:

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"With such a grand event, how could Laodao not help?!"