My Senior Brother is Too Steady

It was originally said that we would return in half a day, but now more than half a month has passed!

However, it is reasonable for the saint to think carefully about such a big issue as the peace of the three religions for more than half a month...

Although he did have some doubts about whether his saint's reflex arc was too long or something, he neither dared to mention nor ask about such a thing.

Li Changshou sighed in his heart, slipped out of the heaven on clouds, and quickly drifted towards Kunlun Mountain.

Because he was going to see the saint, Li Changshou did not hide his true body at this time, but just changed into the appearance of the water god.

When they arrived at the Kunlun Mountains, Li Changshou thought for a moment and gave up the idea of ​​paying a visit to Du'e Zhenren along the way.

He had used the paper Taoist to visit the monument of Zhengde of the Heavenly Emperor before. The reason why the red lotus incident spread quickly throughout the three realms was inseparable from the 'keep-mouthing'.

But he himself is a disciple of the Duxian Sect. In the past, he used to beat the founder of the Duxian Sect, which was really a bit...

Not very authentic.

It’s better to ask Senior Brother to come over later and explain to Master Du’e the dangers of spreading rumors.

Eighteen days had passed at this time, and Li Changshou expected that the eight masters of the Taoist sect would have woken up from their dreams, and either left the Nether World directly, or were guarding the red lotus.

——In order not to destroy the majestic image of the senior brothers and sisters in his heart, Li Changshou did not use the paper Taoist left at Bai Ze's place to explore the embarrassing situation after they woke up.

Walking to a quiet place with colorful clouds, you can hear the immortal's words from the front mountain.

After hearing a few loud crows, a white crane flew out of the shadowy distance of Yuxu Palace, transformed into a handsome boy in the air, and saluted Li Changshou from afar.

"Uncle Chang Geng, my master has ordered my disciples to take you directly to the back mountain."

This is the disciple of the Antarctic Immortal, the disciple and grandson of Yuanshi Tianzun, the elder brother who taught three generations of disciples such as Yang Jian and Future Nezha, Baihe Tongzi.

Li Changshou returned the gift with his hand and rode the cloud forward. He declined the request and turned into a white crane to carry him, riding on the cloud together with the White Crane Boy.

Li Changshou asked with a smile: "Senior Brother Guangchengzi is back?"

"As for my uncle, Master Guangchengzi returned the day before yesterday," Baihetongzi said hurriedly.

The day before yesterday...

Li Changshou asked again: "Senior Brother Guangchengzi, can you mention the matter about Honglian?"

The boy replied: "My uncle has reported it to the master, saying that the red lotus with grade 12 karma is being kept by senior brother Chang Geng and suppressed by Tai Chi Tu. It is very safe."

Li Changshou nodded gently when he heard the words, and kept thinking in his heart.

Unconsciously, I had flown deep into the clouds, and when I came back to my senses, I was in a secret realm.

Looking around, it can be said that there is fresh rain in the empty mountains, and the scenery is pleasant. The distant mountains are dark blue, and the nearby mountains are light and dense.

Although there are many blessed places in the ancient world, this place should be the most elegant and pure place.

After all, three saints lived there (Note ①).

Several hundred feet away, surrounded by spiritual trees, several thatched huts and a circle of fences formed a courtyard.

The treasure pool in the courtyard was once ‘visited’ by Huanglong Zhenren, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao;

Under the tree by the pool, Master Xuandu also meditated here, although it was changed to the current Taiqing Temple not long after the meditation.

And the small earth hole in the corner of the fence seems to be able to see the shadow of today's Taoist Duobao's 'hole-drilling' power...

Sanqing courtyard.

Li Changshou called Master Ta in his heart, and Master Ta complained angrily:

"Why, Jin Dou didn't call us when she was here, but she would call us when she was feeling confused!

Is this useful?

Can your own master-uncle beat you for no reason? "

Li Changshou apologized profusely in his heart, followed Baihe Boy to the front of the small courtyard, and bowed to the courtyard gate.

The boy Baihe shouted: "Master, Uncle Chang Geng is here."

A chuckle came from the courtyard, the wooden door creaked open, and the boy Baihe was at the side making invitations. Li Changshou stepped inside with a little uneasiness.

With one step, the scenery changes by itself.

There was a bamboo chair under the tree in front, and sitting on it was the middle-aged Taoist he had seen once before.

Li Changshou did not dare to look at the saint's face, but carefully felt the saint's charm.

Although the Taoist rhyme of Yuqing Sage's Tao is clear and vague, it conceals the meaning of regularity, as if everything in the world is inherently orderly, and within this order, there is freedom and ease.

Li Changgen immediately stepped forward, bowed to the Taoist, and said loudly: "Disciple Chang Geng, pay my respects to my uncle."

"sit down."

Yuanshi Tianzun waved his hand gently, and a futon formed on the side.

To explain the importance of etiquette in teaching, Li Changshou followed the local customs and followed the "Taomen Tongli" he had learned at Duxianmen. He thanked him first, lowered his head and slightly lifted the hem of his Taoist robe, walked around behind the futon from the side and rear, stepped up his right leg, Stretch your left foot again, slowly sit down, and place your hands in front of your knees.

What is important is that the front and back of the Taoist robe bloom like lotus flowers, and the back buttocks sit upright in the middle of the futon. It is fair and upright.

The smile on the corner of Yuanshi Tianzun's mouth became stronger and he said: "Do I scare you like that?"

Li Changshou said hurriedly: "Disciples don't dare to be rude in front of our master uncle."

Yuanshi Tianzun smiled and shook his head. The wooden door of the small courtyard slowly closed, and there were no other disciples of the saint beside him.

The leader of the Chan Cult said warmly:

"Honglian is just for your Third Master Uncle. Remember to erase the remaining soul of Ancestor Styx. I will tell you something else today."

Li Changshou was really surprised in his heart, but then he secretly admired it.

He had waited in Taiqing Temple for eighteen days, and all he got was a sentence from his own sage:

'as you like. ’

Li Changshou seemed not to recognize these four words, and he was not sure what his teacher meant. He could only interpret it as that his master asked him to find a way to explain.

Along the way, he prepared five or six explanations to prove that he was not bending his elbow. …

Unexpectedly, in front of Yuanshi Tianzun, nothing was of use.

Surprised, Li Changshou immediately said: "Disciple, listen to my uncle's instructions."

"I'm not admonishing you, I'm just chatting with you."

Yuanshi Tianzun continued to speak warmly, "I have many disciples, but few are good at adapting, but you are very good.

Chang Geng thinks, what are the disadvantages of intercepting education? "

this……

How dare he answer this question? Could it be said that Jie Jiao is just a man with scales and armor?

If you say this in front of Yuanshi Tianzun, you will certainly be favored by the Saint of Chanjiao, but isn't this the same... one thing is different in front of others, and another is behind others, so how can you meet Yunxiao?

Li Changshou reacted quickly and said seriously: "What I saw may be a bit one-sided, please don't blame me, uncle.

In the eyes of the disciples, the disadvantages of Jie Jiao are that there are too many disciples, the shop is too big, and there are many vicious creatures mixed in, which drags down the luck of Jie Jiao.

Jiejiao already lacked the treasure to suppress the religious movement, and now the situation is even more grim. "

Yuanshi Tianzun said: "What you see is indeed good. What I am most worried about is that the Jie Church will drag him down."

When Li Changshou heard this, he suddenly understood something in his heart.

In the eyes of Yuanshi Tianzun, Lord Tongtian is Lord Tongtian, and Jiejiao is Jiejiao;

Yuanshi Tianzun looked down upon Jiejiao, but he still had a deep friendship with Master Tongtian.

Sure enough, Yuanshi Tianzun taught him a sincere lesson:

"If this red lotus can really help your third master uncle suppress the teaching luck, that would be a good thing, but you also need to give him some advice and ask him not to use the red lotus to protect those with bad intentions.

Now that the great calamity is coming, my disciples will suffer the calamity together with his disciples, so it might be an opportunity to clean up the family. "

Li Changshou nodded repeatedly, bowed his head and said: "Second Master Uncle's admonishment, the disciple has taken note of it."

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the rich tree crown in front of him and continued to speak slowly to Li Changshou.

Li Changshou listened attentively, thinking hard about how to respond, and tried to make his answer secure enough so as not to displease the saint.

He also truly felt that Yuanshi Tianzun really cared about Master Tongtian, and was indeed a little disgusted with most of the disciples of Jiejiao.

——The fundamental contradiction between the teaching of interpretation and the teaching of interception, apart from the fact that there must be enough ashes during the great catastrophe, also lies in this.

This should be the internal reason why, from ancient times to the present, Guangchengzi and other Chanjiao Immortals have taken the initiative to keep a distance from Jiejiao Immortals and have continued to have conflicts.

Of course, Ran Deng and other people with ulterior motives also contributed a lot to fanning the flames.

Do you want to take the opportunity to ask Yuanshi Tianzun about his attitude towards Ran Deng?

Li Changshou quickly gave up such thoughts and silently recited the Stable Character Sutra several times.

He is a disciple of the Human Religion, how can he interfere with the teaching affairs?

After all, no one knows whether Ran Deng is Yuan Shi Tianzun's chess piece and has other plans.

…

Li Changshou stayed in the Sanyou courtyard for half an hour. Most of the time, he listened to Yuanshi Tianzun talking about how casually and improperly the Tongtian leader accepted disciples.

To sum up: He can’t do this!

These three saints really have three different personalities.

Yuanshi Tianzun seems to have nothing to worry about, but in fact he is worried about everything, and even wants to arrange for the leader of Tongtian to rectify the sect.

The leader of Tongtian Cult is naturally free and uninhibited, he doesn't worry much about anything, and he is very high-spirited and wants to seize a glimmer of life for all sentient beings from the world.

My master is amazing. He is quiet and inactive. He never goes out unless he can. He never does anything he can tell his disciples to do. He even gives tasks to his disciples with the word "go"...

The rest is up to you to figure out.

Before going to Yuxu Palace, Li Changshou rode the clouds directly away from Kunlun Mountain, and then used the wind escape method to turn into a wisp of blue light, quietly passing through the sky and the earth;

Rush back to the East China Sea Tianzhu and escape down into the netherworld.

The next step is to send Honglian to Biyou Palace to express the opinion of Yuanshi Tianzun to the leader of Tongtian tactfully.

If the two saints can shake hands and make peace, then half of the catastrophe of the sect can be directly resolved.

Unfortunately, Li Changshou could predict at this time that the Tongtian Cult Leader would not take Yuanshi Tianzun's persuasion to heart...

When passing by Fengdu City, I found that heaven and hell had withdrawn their troops in the sea of ​​​​blood, and the netherworld had returned to its former peace.

Li Changshou secretly glanced at the three 'rising stars' and nodded with satisfaction when he saw that they were working hard to recite scriptures and resolve the grievances of the resentful souls.

Looking at Ao Yi's current state, he is not far from the Golden Immortal Realm. He will be given a few decades off later to return to the Dragon Palace to further his studies and start the Dragon King's bloodline. There will not be too many risks in entering the Golden Immortal Realm.

To be on the safe side, get him a Nine-Turn Golden Pill. After all, he is a good brother!

Bian Zhuang is not far from the Golden Fairy Realm. If he continues to train, he will definitely become a pillar of the heaven. But... he cannot be sent to exterminate the female demons and deal with the Banshee King.

There is no need to mention the Lingzhu. Now that he has great luck, he should soon be able to widen the gap with Bian Zhuang.

At this time, Lingzhuzi had practiced the Wu Clan's fighting methods, and he was not weak in hand-to-hand combat with Ao Yi...

When Li Changshou thought of this, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

Ao Yi's third brother, Ao Bing, was about to be beaten to death by Little Nezha, the reincarnation of the Lingzhu, during the original Great God Conferring Catastrophe, and was sent to the Conferred Gods List...

Although he now has the strength to prevent such a tragedy from happening, it is really hard to predict what will happen next; as can be seen from the murder of his master, the restraining power of heaven cannot be underestimated.

It is better to find a way to prevent Ao Yi and Ling Zhuzi from getting too close, so as not to cause Ao Yi to suffer in his heart.

Be steady and take Lingzhu back to heaven later, so that he can play more with the little jade rabbit and have less contact with Ke Leer.

"Yeah, well done."

Li Changshou left a chuckle in the ears of these three guys, and immediately fled towards the sea of ​​blood.

Ao Yi, Bian Zhuang, and Ling Zhuzi stopped chanting and turned around to search, but found no trace of Li Changshou.

Bian Zhuang couldn't help but shuddered: "Master Water God, are you trying to scare people?"

Lingzhuzi smiled and said: "Uncle Master must have passed by here and took a look at us. Fortunately, he didn't listen to Deputy Commander Bian and was lazy and having fun here. Otherwise, Uncle Master would have punished us."

Ao Yi said warmly: "Brother, the leader, is actually very gentle. Sometimes he says he wants to punish, but he just pays lip service."

Bian Zhuang lamented: "That's for you, Yi Yi."

"Ha ha!"

Lingzhuzi couldn't help being amused by such a title, as his master's Taoist title also carries Yi.

Veins popped up on Ao Yi's forehead and he cursed: "Who told you to behave badly? When you see a fairy falling in love with another, you talk about the fairy in Yaochi, but in your heart you think about Chang'e in the Moon Palace!

If you continue like this, sooner or later, you will be dealt with by the gods, and your face will be turned into an ugly look that everyone is afraid of! "

Bian Zhuang chuckled: "Don't worry, what heavenly rule prevents us from liking fairies?

As long as we respect the etiquette and don't offend the fairy, isn't it okay to just appreciate it? "

Lingzhuzi remembered the three strategies for making friends that he had learned from Niutou Mamian, and sighed:

"The two deputy commanders have a deep friendship that is truly enviable by Lingzhu."

And showed an envious expression.

Ao Yi curled up his lips and said, "If my brother, the leader, hadn't told me to keep an eye on him, who would have bothered to talk to him?"

"That's not true. We are the best deputy commanders of the Tianhe Navy and the most trusted right-hand men of Lord Water God!"

Bian Zhuang tried to put his arm around Ao Yi, but Ao Yi kicked him out.

Then, Bian Zhuang rolled his eyes and chuckled: "How about we three brothers imitate ordinary people today and form a sworn brotherhood?"

Ao Yi flicked his sleeves but did not refuse.

Lingzhuzi was just thinking about making more friends, so he suddenly clapped his hands and applauded.

So, Li Changshou had just rushed to the depths of the blood sea. The dragon, a person, and a spirit bead, witnessed by the sleeping and resentful souls around him, bowed three times to the heaven and the earth.

Ding~

Bond plus one!

On the other side, Li Changshou secretly arrived at Shura Ancient City and found that there were no more figures here.

Golden-winged rocs flew leisurely in circles around the perimeter as a warning;

Taoist Duobao, Zhao Gongming, and Bai Ze set up a low table on the city wall and sat cross-legged on three sides. Each held a handful of cards made from Taoist Paper's original tree pulp, and they were fighting vigorously.

The red lotus was floating on the side, wrapped in the Taoist rhyme of Duobao Taoist and Tai Chi diagram.

The group of top Taoist masters that had formed a team before had disbanded on the spot not long ago.

Chanjiao Zhenren Taiyi and Yuding Zhenren left with Guangchengzi, and Jiejiao's three holy ladies also felt that they couldn't save their face, so they evacuated first together with Qiong Xiao.

After all, they came here to grab the red lotus with full confidence, but they were knocked down as soon as they entered the city and slept in place for three to twelve days. It was really a bit...

Lost immortality.

As soon as Li Changshou appeared at the low table, Duobao, Zhao Gongming, and Bai Ze immediately stood up to greet him and asked Li Changshou what the result was.

Those words spoken by Yuanshi Tianzun cannot be spoken directly to Jie Jiao Immortal;

Li Changshou simply said that he had obtained permission from his teacher and his second uncle to hand over the red lotus to Jie Jiao for disposal, on the condition that the remnant soul of the Ancestor Minghe must be erased.

If this remnant soul is broken, the power of Red Lotus will definitely be affected;

However, Taoist Duobao and Zhao Gongming are both sensible. They know that this is the result of Li Changshou's efforts for more than half a month, and the request to erase the remaining soul of Ancestor Minghe is reasonable and reasonable...

Although Li Changshou admitted that he was just running errands and did not help much, Taoist Duobao was still extremely grateful.

After a few jokes and a few jokes, Li Changshou also learned about what happened in the past half month.

Qing Niu and Tie Fan left together, saying they wanted to relax with Tie Fan.

In fact, it was Lao Niu who followed him, and the girl didn't refuse directly.

Among the eight sleeping immortals of the Taoist sect, Guangchengzi, the senior brother of Chanjiao, woke up first, followed by Taoist Duobao and the Golden Spirit Mother. They all only slept for three days, while the other immortals slept for five to seven days.

The Archmage didn't know whether he did it intentionally or took the opportunity to sleep in. After sleeping for twelve days, he sat up with a yawn and said a few ridiculous words:

'Dream? What dream?

I just suddenly felt sleepy... It seemed that I dreamed that I was sleepy and fell asleep in my dream.

I had a really good sleep this time. Has Chang Geng resolved the matter? ’

Li Changshou:...

Fortunately, the Archmage ran away when he woke up, otherwise he would have been crazy!

Complain a word or two.

But here, at this time, there is still one person who has not woken up...

Li Changshou walked to the broken wall, looked down, and frowned slightly.

Beside him, Bai Ze said softly: "Water God, do you want to wake up the fairy?"

"No need," Li Changshou said warmly, "I just need to wait here for a few more days. The two senior brothers should present the red lotus to the third senior uncle first."

Taoist Duobao and Zhao Gongming looked at each other, each showing a bit of a smile.

Duobao said: "It doesn't matter, just wait here for Junior Sister Yunxiao. Let's go to Biyou Palace together. I don't dare to take advantage of Honglian's contribution to you."

"That's fine too."

Li Changshou agreed, and Zhao Gongming greeted Bai Ze and Taoist Duobao to continue playing;

Just when the golden-winged roc was about to step forward to salute, it saw Li Changshou's body floating down from the broken wall and landing next to the sleeping fairy. It wisely made a bow and continued to patrol around.

The shadow of the Tai Chi diagram shrunk by half, turning into a diameter of one foot, shrouding the heads of Li Changshou and Fairy Yunxiao.

Is she trapped in a dream?

Li Changshou frowned slightly and sensed carefully, only to find that the power of the mirage had faded, but she still refused to wake up from her dream.

It must have been a sweet dream that reassured her.

Looking at the fairy in front of her, she leaned against the wall. Her green hair was like a waterfall and her fairy clothes were like clouds. She had always maintained a cold face, but at this moment, she dropped her guard, leaving only softness and beauty.

If a woman's appearance is compared to a poem, her facial features serve as words, and proportions serve as rhyme, then the poem that belongs to Yunxiao will be an eternal masterpiece.

There was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and her long eyelashes were slightly closed, as if she was a little tired after staying in the clouds for too long and took the opportunity to rest here for a while.

Li Changshou smiled secretly in his heart, walked to the side where she was leaning slightly, sat down against the wall again, and waited quietly.

Unaware of the passage of time, unaware of the change of day and night.

Another month later, the eyelashes of the fairy beside him trembled slightly. Li Changshou looked down and happened to see the loss gradually fading in her somewhat hazy eyes.

"What did you dream about?" Li Changshou asked with a smile.

Yun Xiao couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, and a bright blush quickly crossed her cheeks, her eyes lowered, not looking at him.

Li Changshou:...

Still want to admit it? He had heard it. He had been chanting his name in his sleep before.

And, of course, kneeling.