My Senior Brother is Too Steady

"Jiang Lin'er, the little Qiongfeng of the Duxian Sect, used the tears of his past life to marry a rich and noble king from the Potianfeng lineage of the Duxian Sect. It would be a good idea to get married on earth."

In the back hall of Yue Lao Hall, Yue Lao murmured solemnly, attracting a large number of clay figurines from the Duxian Sect, accompanied by starlight, holding the acacia tree.

Xiaoqiong Peak is the peak of longevity...

Yue Lao smiled calmly and began to carefully examine the marriage clay figurines of Du Xianmen.

Yue Lao is only responsible for managing marriages. When a marriage clay figurine is born, it will be accompanied by a real name, a birth date, and then where and where it lives at that time, and what are its basic 'connections'...

Heaven only allowed him, Yue Lao, to know this.

However, Yue Lao can roughly deduce the person's age through the year and month of his birth, thereby deducing some simple relationships.

Soon, he found the four clay figurines that Xiao Qiongfeng belonged to, and their relationship was clear at a glance.

"Based on age, this should be the ancestor of little friend Changshou, Jiang Lin'er."

Yue Lao Fu Xu sighed softly, looking at Jiang Lin'er's marriage clay figurine, and saw six clay figurines similar to it.

Among them, five clay figurines stretched out red ropes, and the red ropes had already reached the vicinity of the Jiang Liner clay figurine;

But Jiang Lin'er's clay figurine only found a red rope on her right hand and stretched it towards the sixth clay figurine——

The lineage of Potian Peak is rich and noble.

There was also a red rope wrapped around Wang Fugui's left ankle, which was far away from the red rope that Jiang Lin'er popped out, but there was a gap between the two and he couldn't hook it.

Yue Lao calculated with his fingers, and then he realized that the two red ropes were originally connected, but they were later broken.

"So that's what it is."

Yue Lao stroked his beard and pondered. At this time, Wang Fugui's body was already entwined with strands of Taoist charm. This was a sign that he was approaching the realm of the Golden Immortal.

Yue Lao's cultivation is limited, and the power of heaven that can be mobilized is also limited. If he wants to urge the golden immortal to send out the red rope, he will suffer a lot of backlash, and it is easy for the other party to deduce the cause and effect of the matter.

But now, both of them are in love, but the red rope is missing.

In this case, even if one of them has become a Golden Immortal, he, Yue Lao, can still achieve good things with just one move...

Although Yue Lao declared to the outside world that he could not touch Jinxian's marriage, the specific situation must be analyzed in detail.

"But this rich and powerful king is about to survive the catastrophe...

If he fails to become a Golden Immortal, wouldn't it make the ancestor of the Changshou family a widow?

Where can one get such good immortality fruit? "

The old man under the moon was entangled for a while, and wanted to persuade the longevity boy in his dream to ask his master to help Wang Fugui become a golden immortal. This would be considered safe.

but……

'That's all, since this Jiang Lin'er is interested and has used the tears of her previous life, just help her out. ’

At that moment, Yue Lao began to operate.

He took out his Tiandao brand's golden scissors, first cut the red rope wrapped around 'Wang Fugui''s feet to length, then wrapped the red rope around 'Wang Fugui''s wrist, and then led Go near Jiang Lin'er's red rope.

There is a lot to pay attention to here!

Ordinary gods come to seek marriage, but even if it is an established marriage, Yue Lao will not tell them at all.

A red rope leads the two people, and their marriage will not be distracted from then on.

If this red rope is wrapped around the clay figurine's wrist, it means that this marriage is generally beneficial to the person corresponding to the clay figurine.

If the red rope of marriage is wrapped around the ankle, it means that this marriage will hinder this person.

If he had connected directly just now, Jiang Lin'er would have dragged Wang Fugui down.

But at this time, the marriage between Xiao Qiongfeng Jiang Lin'er of the Duxian Sect and Fugui, the Potianfeng King of the Duxian Sect, belongs to the category of 'hand in hand', 'harmony and beauty', 'mutual enhancement'...

This is the greatest role of Yue Lao as a righteous god!

Speaking of the different wrapping positions of the red rope, there are actually several other special situations...

There is a red rope wrapped around the neck, which means that this marriage will lead to death;

There is a red rope wrapped around the waist, which means that in this marriage, the person will be completely passive and be led by the other person.

Of course, not only can Yue Lao modify it on his own initiative, but these red ropes can also move on their own...

Yue Lao glanced at the only three-star statue of the moon in Duxian Sect not far away;

At this time, a red rope on Li Changshou's ankle had been moved to his wrist...

Although Li Changshou's own red rope only has thread ends, Yue Lao is also an old immortal official, so he can naturally tell the difference.

After dealing with the position of Wang Fugui's red rope, Yue Lao took out the acacia tree and gently pricked Jiang Lin'er's clay figurine...

Duxianmen, Xiaoqiongfeng, in a thatched house by the lake.

Jiang Lin'er suddenly ran out of the house, holding on to the door frame, biting her lips, and looked in the direction of Potian Peak with silky eyes.

She wore a loose robe that was as smooth as her hair.

In the alchemy room, in front of the alchemy furnace;

Li Changshou, who was paying attention to the disturbances on Xiaoqiong Peak, frowned and glanced at this place.

What happened to my master?

Then, he heard a low groan from the young master...

"You cruel Wang Fugui...why don't you know my feelings..."

Wang Fu!

cough!

Li Changshou almost gushed out of his immortal power, almost exploding the alchemy furnace given to him by Elder Wan Linjun!

What the hell is Wang Fugui?

Forget, forget the real name of Master Qing?

Li Changshou couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead. Master Wangqing's ability to give him a Taoist title was absolutely amazing!

On the other side, there is the rear hall of Yuelao Hall.

Yue Lao hummed a proud tune and tightly wrapped a large length of red rope that had grown on Jiang Lin'er's clay figurine with Master Wangqing's red rope.

Then he pulled out a piece of thread from his wedding robe, tied it into a concentric knot, and then smiled with satisfaction.

Locked.

Being able to bring about such a divine couple made him feel very happy in his heart.

Then, Yue Lao remembered another concentric knot that he had tied not long ago.

After returning the clay figures from the Duxian Sect, Yue Lao brought out the clay figures from Ao Yi and Jiang Si'er.

"Yo……"

Is this already done?

Yes, yes, Yue Lao looked at the two clay figurines that were leaning together and nodded with a smile.

Um? Why did another red rope appear next to this little dragon prince?

Yue Lao frowned slightly and looked along the red rope, and immediately saw the clay figurine that appeared 'in the distance' at an unknown time.

Wait a moment, the clay figurine holding out the red rope to Prince Ao Yilong is... a human man? !

"this?"

Yue Lao calculated with his fingers and took the clay figurine over. With a click of the scissors in his hand, he decisively cut the red rope short!

"It's okay if there is a woman who misses her long-lived friend, but there is also a man! In this prehistoric world, the world is declining, and people's hearts are uncertain!"

However, Yue Lao had just cut this red rope that did not match the number of days. The thread on the wrist of the clay figurine actually grew into a new red rope at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he explored it again...

Prince Xiaolong...

"You dare to grow longer?"

Yuelao glared, lifted up his sleeves, and cut off the scissors again.

"It's still long!"

Click!

"Hey, Pindao can't cure you?!"

So, half a day later...

The Golden Crow rises in the east, and the ancient world welcomes the first wave of heat emitted by the Sun Star.

In the Yue Lao Hall in the heaven, Yue Lao's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes and he stared at the two clay figures. The ground was already covered with dense red ropes.

At this time, the 612th red rope once again sprouted from the wrist of the clay figurine named Bian Zhuang, and it stubbornly reached towards...

Ao Yi, the second prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace!

It’s not like Yue Lao has never seen a passionate person;

But to reach this level, even though I have been frustrated hundreds of times, I still persevere!

Yue Lao has never seen many such passionate, stubborn and dedicated people!

How much emotion is hidden inside this clay figurine? The whole person is made up of emotions, right?

But the problem is...

"You're using the wrong path, Bian Zhuang!"

Yue Lao stomped his feet angrily and cursed: "If you are a woman, I will go to the longevity friend and tell him that it is okay to let the second prince of the Dragon Palace have more concubines.

But you! you!

Wow, I am really angry! "

At this moment, the eldest boy from Yue Lao Hall hurriedly came to report:

"Master! Lord Dongmu Gong has arrived on a cloud!"

"oh?"

Yue Lao was shocked and looked at the red ropes all over the place. When he shook his sleeves, all the red ropes turned into pink light and quietly dissipated.

"Wait until Pindao comes back to deal with you!"

At that moment, Yue Lao turned away angrily, straightened his robe, and went to greet him outside the palace.

…

Half a month ago.

In Hezhou, Xiniu, at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, in the cave of Taoist Wenjing.

Wearing a light blue gauze dress with a silk embroidered tube top skirt underneath, Taoist Wenjing stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror that was casually formed, and carefully looked at himself in the mirror.

How about dressing up like this when you see that man in the future?

‘Although I, the Queen, disdain to please him, even if he is the strongest among the saint’s disciples, I only appreciate him;

But after all, it would be a wonderful thing if he could get him to bow down at my queen's lap. ’

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Thinking of this, Taoist Wenjing burst into laughter.

Suddenly, a ray of golden light flew from Lingshan Mountain, landed in front of Taoist Wenjing, and condensed into a wooden sign.

Taoist Wenjing's laughter immediately stopped, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he shattered the mirror in front of him. The fragments turned into drops of water and fell into the treasure pool.

She raised her hand and clicked the wooden sign, and heard an old voice coming from inside:

"On the wedding day of Ao Yi in the East China Sea Dragon Palace, you need to bring six thousand puppets and 20,000 blood mosquitoes to cooperate with the Sea Clan rebels to pretend to attack the South China Sea Dragon Palace and transfer the dragon masters away from the East China Sea Dragon Palace."

Taoist Wenjing whispered: "Yes, I will obey."

"Well, after you finish this, I will ask the teacher for credit.

As long as you work for us with all your heart, our Western religion will ensure that you are safe and sound.

But, if you dare to have second thoughts... Humph! "

"You're kidding me," Taoist Wenjing curled his lips and continued to smile, "If I don't have this place to support me, where in the world can I be accommodated?"

"Well, that's good to know."

There was a reply from the wooden sign, and then it turned into golden light and flew away from here.

'waste! ’

Taoist Wenjing cursed in his heart, and his mood obviously became much worse.

‘How can the Dragon Clan really not notice such an obvious feint?

Even if the Dragon Clan can't tell, can they hide it from that little man's eyes? ’

Pretending to attack the Dragon Palace in the South China Sea, he lured the tiger away from the mountain, and then attacked the wedding place of Ao Yi in the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea...

This seems like a good strategy, but it is actually full of loopholes.

If the Sea Clan rebels wanted to severely damage the Dragon Clan, why not gather their strength and directly attack the East China Sea Dragon Palace?

If it were Taoist Wenjing who arranged this matter, he would single out the Beihai Dragon Palace, the weakest among the Four Seas Dragon Palaces, and attack the Beihai Dragon Palace with all his strength, giving the Dragon Clan a hard blow!

Then send a few masters at the disciple level of saints to the Eye of the East China Sea to spread the method of 'exorcism', and turn the remaining souls of the dragon masters who fill the Eye of the Sea into demonic obstacles to cause trouble for the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea...

This is definitely a heavy blow to the Dragon Clan!

It is very possible to directly defeat the Dragon Clan, which is now strong on the outside and incompetent on the inside!

At that time, wouldn't it be done if the Western religion directly extended an olive branch and subdued the Dragon Clan?

‘It’s a pity that you have lost such a wise and resourceful queen. ’

Taoist Wenjing swept his sleeves and floated back to his bed.

She originally wanted to report directly to the Poseidon of the South China Sea and continue to earn performance for herself, but Taoist Wenjing subconsciously...

Just take a stab at it first.

She deliberately waited for half a month and confirmed through the blood mosquito puppets distributed among the Sea Tribe rebels everywhere that the plan she got was indeed true.

Only then did he use his magical power to attract a blood mosquito hidden in the soul of a fish demon near Anshui City in Nanfangbuzhou, and float silently towards Anshui City.

Flying into the sky of the Poseidon Temple, Taoist Wenjing still thought of repeating his old trick, looking for the old Miao Zhu whom he had controlled last time, to disgust the Poseidon.

But she felt it a little bit and found...

Poseidon is at home today, receiving guests in the back hall of Poseidon Temple.

Taoist Wenjing sneered, floated to the back hall of the Temple of the Sea, landed on the beam, and looked at the three old men with white hair and beards below.

On the main seat, a thin old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes in a white robe is naturally the incarnation of the Poseidon of the South China Sea and the little mage of the Human Religion. He is also the person she is following and the person who controls her future destiny.

The other two people, one is wearing a blue robe and the other is wearing a red wedding robe. The former is in the golden fairyland and the latter is in the heavenly fairyland. They exude astonishing...

Heavenly merit!

Taoist Wenjing was immediately moved, but just as she was about to make a move, she heard Li Changshou's voice...

"These two are important ministers of heaven. Are you sure you want to stab them?"

The blood mosquito stood still for an instant, and Taoist Wenjing, who was far away in the Hezhou Cave in Xiniu, curled his lips and laughed a few times.

However, this scene made Taoist Wenjing believe even more in what Li Changshou had said before.

The two important ministers of the Heavenly Court below are discussing the details of going to the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea with the Poseidon of the South China Sea to congratulate him, and they are also passing on a lot of information to Taoist Wenjing...

Poseidon is really an important figure in heaven.

This was not Li Changshou's deliberate plan, it was just that the two groups of guests happened to catch up...

In this way, it can be considered a good thing for Taoist Wenjing to see more hope.

Counting the days, Taoist Wenjing should have come to tell him about the arrangements of the Western Church for Ao Yi's wedding.

Li Changshou didn't think much about it and found out later;

He continued to discuss with Dong Mu Gong and Yue Lao Lao Tie about the specific gifts for Ao Yi, Yue Lao's congratulations at that time, and how many heavenly generals and soldiers from heaven to bring with him...

The Heavenly Court's wedding congratulations group for Ao Yi from the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea has been officially established at this moment after being appointed by His Majesty the Jade Emperor.

The team leader is Dongmu Gong, the deputy team leader is the Poseidon of the South China Sea who has not yet obtained the position of a true god, and the team leader... is naturally Yue Lao.

Dongmu Gong pondered for a few times and made a tactful suggestion...

"Fellow Taoist Yue's cultivation level is not too high. He is considered a civil servant in Heaven. Should we send a few generals from the Golden Immortal Realm to escort him?"

Li Changshou glanced at Yue Lao, fearing that Lao Tie would be embarrassed, but Yue Lao just nodded with a smile, nothing unusual.

"Is there...a place in heaven now?"

"Of course there is some, although not much."

"Then I'll trouble Mugong to inform His Majesty and ask the two masters to go together."

Li Changshou said sternly: "Mu Gong must remember that although His Majesty has arranged this matter for the three of us to deal with, we cannot make any decisions at will. We should go to the trouble of asking His Majesty for his decision on everything.

There is not much business in the Heavenly Court now, so don't be afraid of trouble in this matter. Only when the Heavenly Court operates as usual can we finish the matter and report it to His Majesty. "

Dongmu Gong and Yue Lao thought for a while and nodded.

Taoist Wenjing snorted secretly, ‘This guy really knows a lot. ’

She was a little bored, but then she saw a scroll hanging in the nave and glanced at it unconsciously;

In a daze, Taoist Wenjing felt a sharp sword intent, his whole body suddenly trembled, and his three layers of clothes were wet with cold sweat...

This, this is! ?