My Senior Brother is Too Steady

clatter!

The sound of water dripping appeared again, and the blankness disappeared in an instant.

Golden light shone in front of his eyes, and the picture returned to the spacious and splendid interior of the main hall of the Notre Dame Palace.

Li Changshou shook his somewhat stiff body, his dazed eyes quickly returned to expression, and his soul shook his head slightly in his body.

"Huh?"

The Xuanhuang Tower shook, and a confused spiritual thought came from it.

The Archmage on the side naturally noticed the abnormality, turned his head and looked at Li Changshou, and then looked at the Holy Mother who was sitting quietly on the throne.

The Archmage's cultivation realm is not far from the Holy Realm, so he can naturally see the smile on the lips of the Virgin Mother and capture the fleeting and obscure Taoist charm.

It seems that something interesting happened...

The archmage raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not say much, but just played with the orb in the brocade box.

This is an innate orb without much spirituality and power. Instead of refining it into a hidden weapon, it is better to understand the remaining charm of the great road on it, and maybe you can realize some small magical powers.

Really innate gadget.

At this time, Li Changshou was still holding the brocade box, and had just put it down carefully.

The 'dramatic' change in his expression just now was naturally seen by the Archmage;

The Archmage raised his hand and took Li Changshou's brocade box, opening it very naturally.

"Don't be rude, I'll just watch it for you."

"Senior brother..."

Li Changshou's reaction was a little slower at this time, and when he wanted to stop it, it was already too late.

In an instant, precious light overflowed, just like a dam bursting, and the 'stars' surged out, and the crisp tinkling sound was endless.

On the throne, Saint Nuwa tilted her body, put her fingers to the corners of her eyes, and watched this scene with interest with her phoenix eyes smiling.

When the treasure light calmed down slightly, the archmage looked at the orbs that had hit his arms and were scattered around the low table, and his forehead was gradually covered with black lines.

Is the differential treatment so obvious?

After all, he is also one of the first human beings to be pinched out, and he is also a Taoist eldest brother...

Although the Holy Mother doesn't mind being called mother or breast, the Archmage can indeed call her 'mother'!

What happened at that moment?

These orbs are not innate spiritual treasures. Their material is unknown. There are pine and cypress-like ‘treasure trees’ sealed inside them, which are more like decorations...

The Archmage took a closer look and saw an orb emitting a faint earthy yellow light, with a small amount of golden soil sealed inside.

Nine days of rest? !

Looking carefully, the Archmage immediately found three other unique orbs, which contained a jar of weak water and a cluster of immortal true sun fire...

There are also a few pieces of Ten Thousand Soul Gold that were used to repair the Xuanyuan Sword, the most precious treasure of the human race!

In addition to the numerous ancient spiritual trees that have disappeared, the Holy Mother directly gave Changshou a bunch of top-quality five elements treasures?

Several fairies flew over from the side, put these orbs into a treasure bag, and placed them on the low table in front of the Archmage.

Although the Archmage is a little puzzled, he will not really be shaken by this thing. He is just curious.

He returned the treasure bag to Li Changshou and said with a smile:

"It seems that as a senior brother, I am not as lovable as my junior brother."

"Senior brother is joking..."

Li Changshou forced a smile. Although he tried his best to endure it, his eyes were still a little tired...

What's pleasing?

In exchange for tens of thousands of pages of comics!

Tens of thousands of pages!

They were also required to color and polish the layout to avoid corruption. If the painting was not good, they would have to be remade. The protagonist was too mediocre, the plot had various flaws, and you would also see the standard disgusted face of the goddess Nuwa...

Although in his previous life, Li Changshou did not do his job properly when he was in school and read many comics;

At this time, you can use the method of calculation to extract past memories, coupled with the painting and calligraphy skills honed for many years, it is like a humanoid copy machine.

But he modified the content into a prehistoric style, which also took a lot of effort...

To be on the safe side, Li Changshou did not directly reproduce those famous works.

Good things should be brought out slowly.

Although he did not dare to tempt Saint Nuwa, but because of this supply and demand relationship, this backer should be stable.

I just don’t know how important ‘enriching the home life’ is for Saint Nuwa.

Li Changshou didn't dare to say now that he was already familiar with the Saint Empress, but if he wanted to come to the Notre Dame Palace in the future, it shouldn't be a big problem.

There is one more entry and exit authority for ordinary officials in heaven.

To be honest, if it weren't for the small amount of inventory in his stomach, Li Changshou would have wanted to empty out the Saint Empress's treasure house!

Thinking of peaches, thinking of peaches.

It was an absolute surprise to be able to get the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil and so many spiritual pulp treasure trees this time.

The Sage Empress was not perfunctory. One work would offset Li Changshou's previous guilt of deliberately deceiving the Sage, and then one more work would bring an additional reward.

At this time, these top-quality Five Elements treasure materials were actually requested by Li Changshou after considering them for a long time.

Originally, Empress Nuwa wanted to reward him with one or two innate spiritual treasures, but Li Changshou asked for treasures, so the Empress...

Saved.

"alright."

On the throne, Saint Nuwa waved her hand gently, and her cloud sleeves floated by, emitting a ray of golden light. "There is nothing to do today. You two can go back."

The golden light flashed lightly, and the saint had disappeared.

This is……

I’m anxious to watch the ‘finale’.

"Ahem," the archmage coughed. He was very confused at this time. He couldn't deduce or guess what happened in that moment.

So, the Archmage turned to look at Li Changshou's old face that looked like a water god...

"Brother, let's talk on the way."

"good."

As soon as he left the Notre Dame Palace, Li Changshou couldn't help but yawn.

Seeing that he was too tired, the Archmage directly summoned the power of Tai Chi Tu, and he and Li Changshou took the road beyond Qiankun and hurried back to the Five Continents.

"But you spent too much energy on the battle of Demon Shengshan?" the Archmage asked with concern.

Li Changshou forced a smile and sighed: "Senior brother, please send me back to Duxianmen. Over there in Heaven, I will use my incarnation to find His Majesty the Jade Emperor and report back."

The Archmage followed the instructions and changed the path, giving full play to the fine tradition of asking questions when you don't understand. He smiled and said: "Brother, I am really curious, why does the Holy Mother give you so many benefits?"

"this……"

Li Changshou couldn't help but picture the Saint Empress lying on the edge of the pool, shaking her snake tail and chuckling, and quickly shook her head to erase this scene that must not be spread outside the world.

Red Hydrangea Warning!

"I wrote some poems for the Holy Mother. When the Holy Mother was happy, she rewarded them."

Poetry?

The Archmage pursed his lips and frowned, and his strange knowledge about the Saint Empress increased a lot.

So, the Archmage smiled and said: "Come and sing a song for me, let's see how good you are!"

Li Changshou:...

The last prodigal senior who copied poetry has already been destroyed by heaven! This thing also has cause and effect, and you must not copy it randomly!

——The comics dedicated to the Saint Empress will not be circulated, so they are fine.

"Senior brother, let's wait for another day, another day, my mind is really tired."

The Archmage was not too embarrassed. Although he was still a little confused, he didn't ask any more questions.

Half an hour later, we reached Xiaoqiong Peak.

If you don't count the years spent in the magical power of Saint Nuwa, Li Changshou returned to the peak twice in a row, exhausted, for more than half a month.

Avoiding Ling'e and Jiujiu who were looking for him all over the mountains and plains, he strolled to the alchemy furnace, opened the small restriction on one leg of the alchemy furnace, exposed the small 'room' inside, and turned into a stream of light and penetrated into it.

Chuan Sheng reported to Ling'e and the wine master uncle that they were safe and asked Ling'e to meet in the alchemy room a month later. Li Changshou activated various formations and closed his eyes to concentrate.

Xuanhuang Pagoda was returned by Li Changshou on his own initiative. The lack of sense of security made it impossible for him to sleep peacefully even if he was exhausted mentally and physically.

That person...Tiandao...

Six Saints... Disaster...

Li Changshou's thoughts were circulating in his heart, and he first asked himself, 'Is it possible for the Saint Empress to lie to me?'

The possibility is naturally there, he must always maintain a suspicion, and this is not disrespectful to the Holy Mother of the human race.

Just relying on the protection of Master Taiqing, can I really be safe in the wilderness?

I felt safe before, but now...

In the glorious wilderness, the way of heaven is a chessboard, the saints use the chessboard to plan for all living beings, and the living beings struggle to achieve transcendence.

What does true detachment look like?

What will happen to my own future?

If you can't hold your destiny firmly in your hands, how can you get that stable sense of happiness?

To take advantage of the situation, your sail must be strong enough, otherwise the boat will capsize and people will die, and your name will not be mentioned by your friends.

In this ancient world, the golden body of merit is just a talisman. The only thing you can rely on is yourself, or this thing that only belongs to you...

road.

He gently clenched his fists, and in the small dark corner, faint blue light spots floated around the figure sitting cross-legged, gradually converging into a vague treasure map.

So, a month later.

…

"Brother!"

With a soft call, Ling'e floated up on the clouds and landed lightly in the alchemy room. With Li Changshou's voice, she went to the underground secret room by familiar routes.

Li Changshou was writing something at his desk, and his mind had returned to normal at this time.

Ling'e's face suddenly felt a little hot, and she pretended to be normal. She walked forward with her hands behind her back and tilted her head to see Li Changshou busy.

"Brother, what did you draw in these small grids? They seem to be coherent."

"The secret must not be revealed."

Li Changshou put down his pen, covered the paper underneath with fairy power, took out a jade talisman, and injected a little fairy power into it.

The jade talisman trembled slightly, and wisps of fairy light emerged from it, and sixteen 'anatomy diagrams' of Xiao Qiongfeng emerged.

"This is the formation project that will be modified next. Is there anything that needs to be modified?"

"Uh, aren't we moving Xiao Qiongfeng away soon?" Ling'e couldn't help but ask, "Is it still too late to do this?"

"It's too late," Li Changshou breathed out, "I decided for my brother not to move now."

"Really!?"

Ling'e's eyes suddenly sparkled.

"Well," Li Changshou smiled gently, "Something happened, which made me adjust my future development path, and I felt that I couldn't put all my eggs in one basket.

But later I will make a Little Qiongfeng No. 2 and move the Water God Palace next to the Tushita Palace. After all, I have already told the story. "

Ling'e blinked, indicating that she didn't understand.

Li Changshou stopped and began to explain to Ling'e what to do next.

When her senior brother said that the land, lakes, and forests on Xiaoqiong Peak would be replaced later, Ling'e thought that her senior brother had gone crazy in his cultivation...

Is this necessary?

The former Xiao Qiong Peak, although the interior of the mountain was changed beyond recognition by the senior brother, the surface did not change much.

Until now...

Have you finally not let go of the outer layer of skin?

"By the way," Li Changshou asked casually, "Did you get into trouble before when I was asleep?"

Ling'e covered her face with her hands and muttered as quietly as a mosquito, "I... didn't... ugh..."

"Um?"

Li Changshou is also happy, can this be an unexpected gain?

After a while, seeing Ling'e stabilize her mood, Li Changshou said seriously: "What wrong did you do before?"

Ling'e also had the tendency of "three flowers gathering at the top". She was hesitating, her face was red, there was a little sweat on her forehead, and she didn't dare to look at her senior brother at all.

She said honestly: "Senior brother, I will punish myself three thousand times for the Wen Zi Jing..."

Li Changshou couldn't help but frown deeper.

Punish yourself three thousand times?

"How big of a mistake have you made? Could it be that you randomly matched Jiu Yushi and Master?"

"Oops," Ling'e bit her lip and stamped her feet, "Senior brother, don't ask, I'll just punish myself. It's, it's between us..."

Li Changshou shook his head and took out two stone slabs.

"Come on, together.

I will punish myself with six thousand, and give you three thousand, which is fair and just, and I will not deceive anyone. "

"Yes," Ling'e responded with a red face. She sat obediently opposite the desk, skillfully took out the carving knife and began to write the new version of Wenzi Jing silently.

You didn't even act coquettishly and complain?

There is a problem, there is a big problem here!

Although Li Changshou had various doubts in his heart, Ling'e didn't say anything, and he didn't ask any more questions. He calmly concentrated on carving words into the scriptures.

After a while, Ling'e suddenly asked in a low voice:

"Senior brother, what if I, I... I'm pregnant?"

Click!

Li Changshou's carving knife was inserted into the stone slab. Cracks appeared on the stone slab, and it broke into small pieces in the blink of an eye.

No, it seems that the Yuanyang of my immortal body has not been lost, and even if I am asleep, I should not feel it...

Looking at Ling'e again, he suddenly understood something.

Putting away the gravel in front of him, he took out another slate and continued to carve with his head lowered. Li Changshou said calmly:

"For humans, just holding hands and kissing will not lead to pregnancy."

Ling'e was startled, "Then how come..."

"You need to get married first, and then stay in the same room, with flowers and candles in the bridal chamber," Li Changshou continued to explain calmly, "and then pray to the Human Virgin Mother every day, and when the Human Virgin Mother bestows a clay figurine, the woman will become pregnant. .”

Ling'e couldn't help but slowly tilted her head, and suddenly thought of something, she lowered her head and was busy with a blushing face.

It turns out that it is so complicated.

…

To the southwest of Beiju Luzhou, there is a continuous mountain covered with poisonous miasma.

I don't know when, this place became filled with demonic aura, especially in the past few days, waves of Taoist rhymes from masters of the demon clan have been circulating continuously.

Deep in the mountains, in a mountain forest, streams of blue demonic fire floated in the forest, and countless figures gathered here.

Half of them use transformed human bodies, each retaining the characteristics of their original group, usually with animal heads and human bodies;

Half of them maintained the form of monsters, exuding strong evil intent.

More than three hundred demon kings, hundreds of ancient masters, and dozens of demon clan celebrities have been discussing here for three days and three nights, but they still have not been able to come up with a specific strategy for counterattacking the heaven.

As soon as they think of Yaoshengshan's final fate, their newly gathered fighting spirit will be directly dispersed...

The atmosphere in the forest became increasingly solemn.

A black bear spirit gritted its teeth and cursed: "Is it possible that this bloody debt is just settled?"

All the demons are silent, silence is the demon bridge tonight;

Until an old woman whispered something, the eyes of many demon masters ignited a strong fire of hope again.

"Everyone, why don't we ask a saint empress from the same clan to punish the water god in the heaven for being arrogant, arrogant and unreasonable, and killing monsters indiscriminately!"