My Senior Brother is Too Steady

It is the autumn of Nanzhou, and they gather on the coast of the South China Sea.

The only disciple of the saint of the Human Religion, the first batch of human beings pinched by the hands of the Holy Mother Nuwa, the oldest Chunyang person in the world, the senior brother of the three Taoist religions - Master Xuandu, cordially met with the Anqi of the Human Religion - Wen A pure Taoist.

In this meeting with little historical significance, Master Xuandu left a deep impression on Taoist Wenjing with his gentle smile and strong affinity.

The scene was warm, with birds chirping and flowers fragrant everywhere.

As the witness and matchmaker of this matter, the Heavenly Court Poseidon, the Little Master of the Human Religion, the young disciple of the Human Religion Duxian Sect, the Most Satisfied Magical Treasure Man by the Saint of the Human Religion, Li, the Candidate Yuelao of the Heavenly Court, and the holder of the Little Acacia Treasure Tree ·longevity……

Really sweating.

Drooling over the Archmage!

Why, do you still want to braise the Great Master and steam it?

Fortunately, Li Changshou was on hand to smooth things over with a smile, and changed the words "Master Wenjing, I am your fan" written on Taoist Wenjing's face into "This is Hongmeng Mosquito's special way of expressing respect."

Otherwise, Li Changshou would completely understand if the Archmage took action to kill the blood mosquito.

In order to prevent Taoist Wenjing from going too far, Li Changshou went directly to the topic and said:

"Wen Jing, I called you here this time because of the Jin Chanzi incident.

Previously, I was on the Western Sea. The golden cicada hurt my incarnation, and I was fierce and arrogant.

Today I invited the Great Master to come in person, just to bring bad luck to this golden cicada! "

Fortunately, when it comes to business matters, Taoist Wenjing seems to be more normal...

Something is not normal.

She actually showed her full righteousness and said firmly: "But do I need my subordinates to take action?"

Li Changshou:...

Before, he was still a slave, but now he calls himself a subordinate.

Tsk, what a fickle and ruthless woman.

"No," Li Changshou said, "You have more important things to do over there, so hide yourself and wait for the opportunity.

Just tell me everything you know about Jin Chan, and I'll be a little more sure. "

"Yes," Taoist Wenjing agreed and began to walk back and forth in front of the Archmage.

She held her head high, showed off her figure, and hummed a few times deliberately, revealing her mature and intellectual side. Every movement, every expression, and every look in her eyes was carefully considered.

But it always gave Li Changshou a sense of déjà vu... [Li Mochou pretended to be Little Dragon Girl].

After a while, she lightly opened her red lips and said softly: "In my opinion..."

Li Changshou and the Archmage couldn't help but listen attentively.

"Um……"

Taoist Wenjing blinked at Li Changshou and asked in a voice: "Are you going to deal with that six-winged golden cicada, Lord Poseidon?"

Li Changshou's foot slipped and he almost fell to the ground.

"Yes, hurry up!" Li Changshou gritted his teeth and said.

Taoist Wenjing blinked, walked again, pondered for a while, and finally said two unmistakable words:

"It's hard."

The inner hall of Tanah Lot Temple was quiet for a few moments, and the Archmage and Li Changshou's foreheads were covered with black lines.

Taoist Wenjing turned sideways, pursed her lips and closed her eyes, wishing she could punch herself twice.

Where have the usual wit, ruthlessness and cunning gone!

When it's time to show off, you can't squeeze out any of it!

"That makes sense," Li Changshou said with a smile, "Well Wenjing, do you know where Jin Chanzi's cave is and what its weaknesses are?"

Wenjing quickly made amends and said:

"Jin Chanzi's cave should be near Lingshan Mountain. My subordinates have not had much contact with him and have not explored it.

If we talk about weaknesses, they are hard to find.

Innate beings like me and him, who were transformed from Hongmeng, have been able to escape so many disasters and survive to this day because they have some means of preserving their lives, and these means will not be exposed to others.

However, his subordinates had just plotted against him. After Master Poseidon asked his subordinates to help him leave, he secretly took away two strands of his soul.

In order to prevent him from becoming more suspicious, I destroyed a ray of soul in front of him, causing him to get more injured and less trouble for you, sir.

Here... there's another wisp. "

Taoist Wenjing shook his head lightly, and a wisp of blood lingered on his fingertips, condensing into a small blood cicada.

Li Changshou cast admiring glances at Taoist Wenjing and said with a smile: "What you do really puts me...and the Archmage at ease."

Beside him, the Archmage smiled and nodded.

Although he always had the urge to complain, "Your scheming skills are really dirty", at this time, it was enough for him to just keep smiling.

Li Changshou shook his fly whisk, and the blood cicada floated in front of the Archmage.

"Arch Mage, is this thing useful?"

"It's of little use," the Archmage said with a smile. "It's not difficult to know where he is. It's better to leave this thing at Wen Jing's."

"Yes," Li Changshou responded respectfully and returned the blood cicada...

Uh, where are the mosquitoes?

Looking at the afterimage left in place, several question marks appeared above Li Changshou's head.

The Archmage raised his chin towards the outside of the hall. Li Changshou turned around and saw Taoist Wenjing running out the door again. He leaned his head and looked over. His whole body felt inexplicably... rippling.

Could it be something like [Ah, Archmage, he called my name]?

Li Changshou sighed and said, "We've come here to discuss business. Why are you always running out?"

"Buzz~"

"say."

"Blah blah blah~"

Li Changshou silently took out a scroll from his sleeve, threw it out, and scolded:

"Calm down."

The Archmage couldn't help but wonder: "What is that?"

Li Changshou smiled and said: "That's a little painting from a disciple. Let's try to see if it can make her return to normal."

"oh?"

The Archmage came immediately...

"Arch mage, this is not a good time to be interested," Li Changshou quickly stopped the arch mage.

There were several chi chi sounds outside the door, but the picture was torn into pieces by Taoist Wen Jing.

After a while, Taoist Wenjing floated back. Although he was still a little pretentious and did not dare to look directly at the great mage, normal communication was no longer hindered.

Such and such, such and such.

Taoist Wenjing told him all the details he knew about Jin Chanzi.

Li Changshou also made subtle adjustments to the battle plan based on this information.

Taoist Wenjing stayed here for an hour before reluctantly leaving. Before leaving, he also made an extra bow to Li Changshou.

Although the Great Master was here today and attracted all of Taoist Wenjing's attention, before he left, Taoist Wenjing still noticed something unusual.

The blood in Lord Poseidon seems to be the richest and purest ever...

real body?

Taoist Wenjing's heart moved, and then he figured out something.

If it weren't for the Archmage, Poseidon's true form would never appear...

‘Probably, this is the human religion. ’

With a faint sigh, Taoist Wenjing left Nanfanbuzhou silently and returned to the place where his incarnation went.

If her prediction is good, there will be a good show next.

It might even alarm the saints in the West.

She also said just now that she had vaguely heard the discussion of several saint disciples and deputy leaders of the Western Sect, saying that the golden cicada was closely related to the great prosperity of the West. The saint intended to personally accept the golden cicada as his disciple and transform the golden cicada into a vicious beast.

How to remove heels?

it's actually really easy.

Before the ancient world was shattered by dragons and phoenixes, there were actually no nicknames for ferocious beasts. It was not until the beginning of antiquity that the surviving innate creatures were divided into categories.

Those who have strength, background, magic weapons, and wide connections are still called innate beings.

Those who have strength, no background, lack of magic weapons, withdrawn personalities, and are contaminated by karma are called "Hongmeng beasts", abandoned by heaven, and gradually eliminated by hundreds of ancient tribes.

As long as Jin Chan successfully becomes a disciple of the saint, he can transform from an innate ferocious beast into an innate living being.

Taoist Wenjing is not very envious of this kind of thing.

It's just a title, not one ten thousandth as important as her family's great mage.

"Wen Jing... hum, I will let you call me Queen next time! Hahahaha!"

Buzz——

…

After Taoist Wenjing left, the Archmage and Li Changshou fell into thinking.

"Eighty percent, if you touch the golden cicada, you will attract the two master uncles from the west," Archmage Xuandu frowned slightly, "Looking at it from this point of view, you must live long enough to kill the golden cicada.

If a Western sage appears, I can still block him with Tai Chi diagram.

But you have to remember that as soon as the saint Master Daoyun appears, he will stop immediately. This will not be considered as falling on the saint's face. "

Li Changshou nodded solemnly.

Although he really wanted to say something at this time - or forget it.

But this is a task assigned by the saint. It is impossible for me to enjoy the saint's protection and not give anything at the same time.

The risks that need to be taken this time are already necessary conditions.

All I can do is try my best to turn this matter into my own opportunity...

"Great Mage," Li Changshou said, "What level is the strength of the Western Saint?"

"This," the Archmage thought for a moment, raised his hand and clicked on the beam. Traces of the Tai Chi diagram were revealed on the beam, completely covering the place.

The Archmage said seriously: "Taking this opportunity, I will tell you about the strength of the Saint.

When the prehistoric world was opened, there was the most powerful saint in the world, the great god Pangu. However, the great god Pangu bore the karma of the creation of the sky and sacrificed himself to perfect the countless true spirits in the sea of ​​chaos, thus evolving the present prehistoric world.

The Great God Pangu attained the Hunyuan from chaos, and became the Hunyuan Wuji Saint. He was also the only Hunyuan Wuji Saint known to the ancient world.

Now, the teacher, the two uncles, and the western uncles are all working hard in this direction..."

Li Changshou couldn't help but feel a little strange. Master Xuandu only mentioned the four saints today and asked:

"Then, the other two saints..."

"Don't worry, just listen to me carefully. It's time to tell you this."

The Archmage took a sip of tea and said slowly:

"After the death of the Great God Pangu, the Great Dao manifested directly in the original heaven and earth. There were six strongest people in the world. I want to pursue such a strong person as the Saint of the Great Dao.

These six powerful ones are also divided into strong and weak ones. Dao Zu Hongjun and Demon Zu Luohu are the strongest, followed by Zu Long and Shi Feng.

The names of the other two powerful men have been erased from the avenue. According to the teacher's speculation, they should be the innate gods and demons killed by Pangu when he opened the sky.

At that time, the three masters of our Taoist sect had not been practicing for a long time. Although they were protected by the merits of Kaitian, their realms were not as good as those of the six strong men.

The instigator behind the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation was the Demon Ancestor Luohu. He used the resentment of living beings to force the true spiritual practice of all spirits.

After the dragon-phoenix war ended and the ancient world was shattered, the demon ancestor Rahu suddenly showed his ferocious minions, intending to destroy the ancient world, return to the great road, and pursue the opportunity of his own enlightenment.

At that time, the ancestor of the Taoist sect, who had been practicing secretly and not interested in worldly affairs, stood up and had a big battle with Luo Hu. In the end, Luo Hu was beheaded in what is now Xiniu Hezhou.

As a result of this battle, Xizhou's spiritual roots and spiritual veins were shattered. Today's Xiniu Hezhou was spliced ​​together by Tao Ancestor with great magic power. "

Li Changshou nodded slightly when he heard the words. Such secret information could not be found in ancient books... although he had seen many versions in his previous life.

Listen to the great mage continue:

"When today's six masters became saints in ancient times, two uncles from the Western religion borrowed the merits of heaven and became saints in the way of great aspirations.

The most important aspect of this ambition is actually not empty words like saving all souls, but revitalizing the West.

The two uncles from the Western teachings are now working hard to make the Western world bigger and stronger, and they even do whatever it takes to do so. This is because they owe the great cause and effect of heaven!

Do you think it is quite excessive for Western religions to use ferocious beasts and monsters to cause harm nowadays? "

Li Changshou blinked immediately. Could there be something more outrageous?

The Archmage smiled and said: "In ancient times, these two uncles dug up the spiritual roots of China, drew out the spiritual energy of the world, saw a treasure, and found some innate beings. They just said, 'I see you have a destiny with me in the West.' Things have a destiny with me in the West, so I will force you to get through it.

If Uncle Third Master hadn't stood up and waved the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, maybe half of the Immortals of Jie Jie today would be destined guests from the West!

Ha ha ha ha! "

Li Changshou:...

This was quite similar to what he knew.

He asked: "Great Master, is there a big difference in strength between the six saints?"

"It's hard to say much about this. It has to do with the strength of the six saints before they became saints, and also with the innate treasures that they are in charge of."

The Archmage cleared his throat, with a smile in his eyes, and continued:

"After the last great battle in ancient times, our Taoist ancestors got the chance to become saints.

I heard the teacher say that the Dao Ancestor could have forcibly broken through the Heaven's Dao before the Heaven's Dao fully manifested, and entered the realm of the Saint of Hunyuan Dao, but if the Dao Ancestor did that, the prehistoric world would quickly collapse...

It was the Taoist ancestor who gave up his position as a saint on the Hunyuan Dao, used the jade plate of creation to perfect the way of heaven, gradually integrated himself into the way of heaven, made up for what was lacking in the way of heaven, and protected the prehistoric world and the three thousand worlds.

Therefore, Mr. Daozu is both a saint and not a saint. He can be called a saint of heaven, which is the most special.

The six saints are all disciples of the Taoist ancestors, but the two masters of the Western Sect are just registered disciples.

In ancient times, the Taoist ancestors distributed the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the Zixiao Palace. This was the opportunity to become a saint. At that time, the closest to the realm of Taoist saints was us... well, my teacher.

The teacher originally didn't want to merge with that wisp of Hongmeng Purple Qi, but if he wanted to become a saint of the Great Dao, he had to break through the barrier of the Dao of Heaven, which meant confronting the Dao Ancestor head-on.

The teacher had no choice but to merge with Hongmeng Purple Qi at the last moment and become a saint.

Therefore, the teacher is almost not restricted by the law of heaven and can do whatever he wants. He established the human religion and symbolically accepted me as his disciple and then let go.

Compared with the teacher, the second uncle and the third uncle are in similar realms and are slightly weaker than the teacher, so they are not too deeply restrained by the way of heaven.

After all, they all have the merit of opening heaven.

The master who taught you to teach in the West should be at the same level as the two masters.

However, Master Jie Yinyi did not have such important killing treasures as the Four Swords of Immortal Killing and Pangu Banner, nor did he have such important protective treasures as Tai Chi Diagram and Xuanhuang Pagoda, so his strength was weak.

The Holy Mother has a red hydrangea. The saint will be injured if it touches it, and the big Luo will die if it is rubbed. Although the Holy Mother relies more on merits to become a saint, her overall strength is only half as good as that of Uncle Jingyin.

There is also an uncle Zhunti..."

Li Changshou said hurriedly: "If we encounter a saint this time, I'm afraid it will be him."

The Archmage pondered for a few times and said: "Well, Uncle Zhunti's Seven Wonderful Treasure Tree is also quite unique.

But...you don't have to be afraid, just go for it. "

Li Changshou suddenly had some idea in his heart.

This time, it seems that it’s time to test my escape skills again...

…

At the same time, the East China Sea Dragon Palace.

Ao Yi, who had just returned here, did not waste a moment, returned his troops and horses, and hurried back to his palace.

He took off his armor, waved away the maid, walked to the desk made of solid jade in the corner, and slowly spread out the scroll in his hand.

this……

This is!

"Uh, "Stability Classic"? Anonymous?"

Ao Yi blinked, and with the mentality of giving it a try, he began to read attentively.