My Senior Brother is Too Steady

As a disciple of Jiejiao, it is unreasonable for Ao Yi to always stand below with disciples of Duxianmen.

Fortunately, the younger brother of the prince knew well that Li Changshou, as the meritorious agent of a certain master of Renjiao, had to keep his identity a secret.

Li Changshou sent a voice to persuade him, Ao Yi smiled and said: "After the big competition in your sect, we will chat with Brother Changshou again."

After saying that, Ao Yi rode the cloud and flew back to Yutai, and returned to sister Hanzhi and all senior brothers...

Not long after, the head of Ji Wuyou flew out from the jade platform on a cloud, all the disciples below and the disciples from all over the place held their breaths and concentrated, and everything in the mountain gate was completely silent.

Li Changshou sensed it carefully, and found that the head...maybe still injured, and his breath was not stable after all.

After a while, Ji Wuyou opened his mouth, and the voice spread throughout the mountain gate:

"cough……

On this auspicious day, the young disciples who have been recruited by my Immortal Sect for nearly 200 years are gathered here... Cough, cough...

Today's competition in the sect is not to let you and others rank high and low.

The ranking for you is just to urge you to practice, even if you fall behind for a while, you may not be able to catch up from behind in the future.

The event of the monster attacking the mountain is as if it is right in front of your eyes.

Pindao had already seen your determination to advance and retreat with the master at that time, and he was very relieved.

Now, the conference on the origin and development of the three religions is about to be held, and I, Du Xianmen, who taught Qingde Fuxian and respected the teacher Duer, created the Dao inheritance, and I have to be invited to attend the meeting.

In this competition within the sect, those who rank among the best in the sky, or those who are recommended by the elders, can go to Zhongshen Continent with Pindao..."

Li Changshou frowned slightly after listening to the headmaster talking loudly there.

The first thirty-six have to go to the Three Religions Origin Conference?

With the lessons learned from the previous Dragon Palace Monster Swinging Conference, Li Changshou naturally didn't want to get involved in this kind of 'event', he just wanted to hide in the mountains and practice safely.

Especially, with the continuous improvement of cultivation base, Youqin Xuanya is more and more dazzling now, if one or two idiots who have been blinded by lard pop up, crying and shouting, they want to talk to him, "Junior Sister Youqin" The Ordinary Friends' duel...

That would be bad.

At that kind of conference, masters gather, and it is impossible to say that there will be big shots at the level of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

A little bit of camouflage by myself is not necessarily enough to see;

If it attracts attention, it is easy to develop uncontrollable matters...

‘Or, control the ranking to around thirty-seven to forty. '

Just as Li Changshou was about to make up his mind, he suddenly noticed that many eyes were on him.

Quietly check several sources of these lines of sight;

There are Elder Wan Linjun on the jade platform, a few peripheral elders who are familiar with Baifan Hall, and a few elders from the Heavenly Immortal Realm who are radiant and 'resurrected'.

Li Changshou: ...

Still think of a way, it is more reliable to continue to improve "Gui Xiping Qi Jue".

From the looks of it, he and this conference of the Three Religions are already "by the Daming Lake, see or leave", so we can only make more preparations in advance and deal with it carefully.

The competition within the door will be carried out item by item according to the established process.

After the headmaster finished speaking, the deputy head spoke, and the deputy head finished speaking, the Supreme Elder had something to say...

In the end, it was Elder Ge from Baifan Hall who appeared on the stage and announced the official start of the meeting.

The two Supreme Elders flew out of the jade platform, their white hair dancing in the wind, and their skinny bones;

The four long sleeves swayed, emitting a large amount of starlight, and the scene was quite spectacular.

These starlights turned into jade slips, which slowly fell down, allowing each disciple to hold one.

There is a number on the jade slip, which starts with ten heavenly stems [A, B, C, D, E, Ji, G, Xin, Ren, Gui], followed by three counts.

Li Changshou's count is Ding Ling Er Liu, and Ling'e's count is Xin Yi Er Yi;

It is unexpectedly consistent with the method Li Changshou used to mark the 'small' treasure bags he refined.

Later, if the jade slip lights up, it means the end of the fight.

In addition to their respective numbers, there are twelve blank squares on the jade slip. If you win a victory later, you can light up one square.

These jade slips are a set of magic weapons, and it is not easy to refine, so it is written in small characters on the back:

[Do not damage it, return it after the meeting; if it is lost, it will be suspended for half a year. 】

At the moment, dozens of real fairyland executives from the door entered the arena in advance, and took a good position on the outside;

The two disciples from the same sect who fought in the first fight, already holding the glowing jade slips, entered the arena and waited.

Far and near, all the disciples also began to sit down in place;

Those who are a little more particular will take out futons and cushions, and those who are more casual will sit on the ground and have intimate contact with the world.

"Brother..."

Ling'e whispered from the side, and took out two futons and a bamboo basket from the storage jade bracelet, and deliberately placed the futons half a foot apart.

Li Changshou said in a voice: "You did a good job, and the Stable Word Sutra has been reduced fifty times."

Lan Ling'e puffed up the corners of her mouth immediately, and said in a low voice: "Brother Smelly, it's not for the sake of writing less scriptures."

"That's no less."

"Hey, don't, don't..."

Li Changshou suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes, lifted the front of his Taoist robe, and sat down with his junior sister.

The two of them had just sat down, before Ling'e could take out the food basket and prepared snacks and herbal tea for a few days, two little white hands came from behind and hugged the bamboo basket secretly...

"Hey, let my uncle see, what delicious food did Ling'e make?"

Jiu Jiu sneaked over, sat directly between the two of them, and opened the tablecloth on the bamboo basket.

Immediately, a series of gazes flew over, many disciples who had never seen Master Jiu Jiu, their eyes were full of shock...

Li Changshou had expected this a long time ago, so he remained calm, closed his eyes and rested his mind;

Ling'e honestly called "Master Uncle". In front of so many people, she didn't dare to fight with Jiu Jiu. She just watched her hard-working snacks fill up the guilt of her little uncle...

Jiu Jiu and Ling'e got together, in the eyes of all the disciples, it was a pleasing and beautiful encounter.

And when Jiu Jiu moved to Li Changshou and asked Li Changshou how he would like to fight later, the eyes of those disciples suddenly changed subtly.

"If you want to talk about how to fight, you can only adapt to the situation," Li Changshou said with a light smile.

Jiu Jiu didn't ask much, just encouraged him a few words, then moved back and gave Ling'e careful guidance.

...

The fights were going on one after another, and Li Changshou was secretly observing with his immortal sense.

Although the fighting skills of these fellow Qi refiners now have no reference value for me;

Some fighting moves, which used to be seen as immortals guiding the way, now seem to be baboons scratching their heads...

But if you take a closer look, you will be able to pretend to be more natural later on.

In the seventy-ninth round of the first round, Ling'e appeared on the stage, holding a few immortal treasures, showing the cultivation of the ninth level of the gods, and easily suppressed a fellow Void Returning Realm.

Li Changshou was basically satisfied with Ling'e's performance, and took the initiative to spread his voice and secretly praised her.

Don't look at Ling'e's calm expression on the surface, but she is happy in her heart.

Li Changshou continued to wait. His first round of fighting skills came late in the afternoon.

In the three hundred and sixty second scene, the jade slip in Li Changshou's hand vibrated slightly and shone slightly, and the deacon in the door also called out the serial number of the jade slip in his hand.

Li Changshou stood up and flew towards the fighting field on a cloud;

At the same time, a disciple flew out from the banner with the word 'Lin' and smiled slightly at Li Changshou.

Li Changshou frowned slightly...

After monitoring Xian Linfeng for so many years, he naturally knew who this person was.

This is the fairy seedling of Xianlin Peak, ranked nineteenth in the sect, at the second level of Dao Realm, just ahead of Li Changshou.

Such a coincidence?

This should not be a coincidence. Before that, Xian Miao with a similar ranking in the sect also met. It seems that the elders deliberately arranged for a "evenly matched" contest every half an hour.

The two landed on the flat ground blessed by the formation at the same time.

The two deacons in the door went forward, checked the jade slips in their hands, and told them the rule of 'click and stop'.

——There have been disciples who accidentally injured their fellow disciples because they were too fierce to hold back their fighting skills.

After the two deacons confirmed that they were correct, they each retreated. Li Changshou and the disciple of Xianlin Peak made a salute together.

At this moment, Li Changshou heard a voice transmission:

"Senior Brother Li, why don't you and I give it a go today, and don't have to stop at the end."

Li Changshou also smiled when he heard the words, nodded slightly, and Dao Dao Talisman flew out of his sleeve.

Defend a wave, and then counterattack!

For Xianlin Peak's disciples, he would not admit defeat directly, but he would not win too easily, after all, the two are 'similar in cultivation'.

This Xianlin Peak disciple should have done his homework, having studied how the top-ranked disciples in the sect fight;

Moreover, when Li Changshou and Ao Yi competed back then, most of the people in the sect also met.

At that moment, this disciple of Xianlin Peak sacrificed three magic weapons, holding the Leiyin wooden sword in his hand, a plum blossom on his head, and a precious orb floating around his body.

Then the man flew directly into the air, and the wooden sword pointed a little further away from Li Changshou;

Dozens of tiny thunder lights bloomed, condensing into a thunderbird with a wingspan of over ten feet, and flew towards Li Changshou.

Li Changshou tapped his feet lightly, his body flew backwards, his hands quickly formed seals, and seventy-two yellow paper talismans above his head condensed into an earth fire talisman formation.

Pillars of fire spewed out from the talisman array, barely knocking the thunderbirds apart.

At this time, Li Changshou's feet had touched the ground again, and his body quickly sank into the ground.

Seeing this, the disciple of Xianlin Peak sneered, and quickly urged the spell with both hands, casting the ice sealing spell, and a piece of ice suddenly appeared on the ground, and quickly spread in all directions.

Sure enough, he was prepared.

However, the Earth Fire Talisman array displayed its power one after another without being affected at all, and spurred out a sky full of fire snakes, chasing after the disciple of Xianlin Peak;

The orb shone brilliantly, and the red plum on the top of its head shone with brilliance, protecting this Xianlin Peak disciple firmly...

All of a sudden, flames splashed and thunder flickered.

But Li Changshou has disappeared without a trace, and escaped from the other party's spiritual vision lock...

This battle has just started, most of the disciples have already watched it with great interest, it is indeed a contest of Qi refiners who have returned to the Dao realm.

Li Changshou hid underground without rushing, controlling the talisman array and constantly harassing the enemy.

He decided to play it safe, fight this Dao Returning Realm disciple for a while, and then win by chance...

After such a fierce fight, the talismans of Li Changshou's talisman formation had quietly changed twice;

The precious light of the treasures around the disciple of Xianlin Peak began to be unable to hold on.

Although the magic weapon is good, it still needs to consume one's own mana to maintain its power;

This person sacrificed three treasures at the same time, but couldn't find any trace of Li Changshou, so he was passively caught in a protracted war...

Anyone can see that although Li Changshou is taking advantage of the earth to escape, which is a bit disgraceful, he is sure of winning.

Gradually, this disciple of Xianlin Peak revealed a look of anxiety, and suddenly said loudly:

"Why, Senior Brother Li will only curl up in the soil?

Rather, it has the usual demeanor of your Little Qiongfeng! "

Many disciples frowned slightly, feeling that this disciple of Xianlin Peak was being rude;

Li Changshou, who was underground, did not change his expression at all.

What can I do if my tongue is fast?

Li Changshou will never be able to argue with a fellow who has returned to the Taoist realm now...

But he also has to consider how he should behave in a more reasonable way. After all, the two peaks also have grievances on the bright side.

then……

There are more talismans in the air unknowingly;

From seventy-two talismans, it turned into one hundred and eight talismans, and then continued to grow, gradually increasing to 360 weeks.

On the jade platform, Ao Yi frowned, the power of this talisman...

He's experienced it, and it's pretty good.

The three hundred and sixty talismans unleashed their power in unison, the sky was full of fire rolling, and the pillars of fire continued to fall.

The disciple of Xianlin Peak blocked the left branch and the right branch, and the three magic weapons gradually withered away, and they couldn't hold on anymore.

He was about to fight hard, and was about to sacrifice the orb when he suddenly heard the sound of fire roaring behind him;

When I looked up, I saw the sky fire billowing above, which turned into a big foot and stepped on it!

This Xianlin Peak disciple's complexion changed, and he resisted with all his strength. Although he protected himself with magic power, he was trampled down fiercely, and his figure quickly fell downwards!

Seeing that this person is about to fall to the ground, the door deacon on the side will also call out the winner;

Suddenly, something popped out of the ground.

The head of this thing is thick and thin, and the whole body is full of sharp thorns. It easily pierced through the layer of solid ice, protruded half a foot, and aimed at the falling figure from above...

Mace!

All the disciples seem to have known each other, that magic weapon mace!

This disciple of Xianlin Peak has very little mana left in his body, and he is already powerless to mobilize the magic weapon at this moment!

And I don't know whether the mace was on purpose or not, but it just happened to be aimed at the rear of his hip, which would not be seriously injured...

A flash of blood, splashing three feet!

All the disciples of the same sect held their breaths together, and a group of female disciples around them covered their eyes and did not dare to look;

Ao Yi on the jade platform, unconsciously sweating down his back...

The mace was taken away at the sight of blood, just to give the opponent a little punishment.

But the disciple let out a muffled snort, lying on the ground with blood flowing, rolled his eyes, and fainted from the anger.

Li Changshou's figure slowly emerged from the side;

His breath was vain, obviously because he had consumed too much mana, his hands were empty, and he didn't see the scary magic weapon just now.

Li Changshou looked at the opponent on the ground, frowned, and said:

"It was only a skin trauma just now, why did Junior Brother faint?

And please, uncle and uncle, take a look quickly!"

The faces of the two door deacons who had already flown up were a little dark.

Why did you faint...

Why did you say you passed out!

Soon, the two deacons shouted that the disciples of Xianlin Peak were just out of breath, and there was nothing serious about it, so Li Changshou heaved a sigh of relief.

"Oh, it's true, it's an evenly matched battle."

After saying that, with the deacon's permission, Li Changshou turned around and rode the clouds back to his seat;

There, Jiu Jiu was holding Ling'e, the former was rolling forward and backward laughing, but the latter was trying to bear it.