My Senior Brother is Too Steady

Li Changshou understood a truth in his previous life——

[In life, there are always many surprises, and there is also a ‘baldness’ that must be experienced. 】

Therefore, you must learn to thank yourself, thank your fate for tormenting you, and thank you for everything you have done to your fate.

For example, at this moment, Li Changshou is very grateful that the great stage play he has produced in the past ten years - "Yang Jian Descends the Mountain", allows him...

I found something in common with my sage teacher!

On the twenty-first day after arriving at Taiqing Temple, Li Changshou returned almost all his mind to his true body to ensure that when the teacher spoke, he could give a correct, timely, reasonable answer that was in line with the teacher's wishes.

Communicating with saints is really troublesome.

Apart from anything else, Li Changshou now seriously suspects that his teacher has gone beyond the ancient rules, causing him to become confused in the 'time rules'.

The three-year time scale is equal to ‘soon’;

The interval between each speech is stable at 'half a month'.

A mortal's life spans only a few decades, and in the eyes of a teacher, it is like a mayfly that lives and dies in the morning and evening;

The long years since this world has existed have made the teacher forget the original time scale.

Li Changshou sighed in his heart and suppressed his many thoughts;

Inexplicably, I have a little more admiration and respect for Teacher Taiqing.

How peaceful and smooth the Taoist heart should be, so that the years can flow by without any notice, without too many waves.

Is this the top of life?

"Yang Jian, not bad."

Suddenly hearing the teacher speak, Li Changshou thought for a moment, smiled for a moment, lowered his head slightly for a moment, and replied warmly: "He has a good character, perseverance and calmness. He is indeed an outstanding rising star in the Taoist sect."

Saint Taiqing said: "You arranged it well."

Li Changshou smiled awkwardly, and just as he was about to continue answering, two wisps of Yin and Yang Qi flew out from the sleeves of Saint Taiqing, condensing into a faint Tai Chi diagram, and an extremely clear picture appeared inside.

True 100 million pixels.

What shocked Li Changshou the most was that Tai Chi Tu, an innate treasure and a three-piece Kaitian set, was so docile and extremely smooth at this time, and the majesty of the boss Tu was gone.

Li Changshou had imagined the scene in the picture many times before, and it felt quite familiar.

The handsome young Taoist Yang Jian, the future god of heaven, held a sword and faced more than a dozen demons in front of him who were wrapped in black energy and wanted to attack the village in the distance. A faint golden light gushed out from his body, and his eyes The divine light is revealed.

He suddenly raised his sword, and the blade passed across his palm, and drops of blood glowing with golden light flowed out!

"come!"

Yang Jian shouted angrily, and the dozen demons were stimulated by his mysterious blood and rushed towards him like crazy.

Yang Jian stamped his feet on the ground, leaving cracked ravines on the ground, falling like an arrow from a string or a comet!

The sword light flashed, and his figure directly penetrated a bat-like demon, and he rushed into the demon surroundings. Then he tore open his robe with one hand, revealing a light golden body, lowered his head, roared, and slashed with the sword!

That sword seemed so thin at this moment, like a piece of paper or a wooden sword!

Eighty-Nine Mysterious Skills?

No, this is obviously the Eighty-nine Clothes-Tearing Mysterious Technique!

The battlefield law that is usually only available to fairies [the less you wear, the higher the defense] is extended to the group of male fairies, allowing male fairies to be more confident, hold their heads high and become real men!

This is the true meaning of the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques that Li Changshou has learned over the years!

Because of Yang Jian's outstanding performance, Li Changshou was finally able to take the initiative to find some topics to talk about, and whispered from the side: "Teacher, what do you think of these Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques?"

"Alright."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Saint Taiqing's mouth, "Although it is physical cultivation, it protects the soul."

Li Changshou said: "This Xuan Gong disciple has also practiced a little bit, teacher, look at it."

While speaking, Li Changshou rolled up his sleeves and gradually changed from his palms to his wrists. The skin that was originally fairly fair gradually turned into a light golden color. The golden color gradually became brighter and darker, and finally turned from dark gold into the original yellow color of the human race.

The palm is like a solid spiritual treasure, which seems to be able to penetrate the sky and collapse the earth.

Saint Taiqing nodded slowly and said: "Without the essence and blood of the ancestral witch, this mystery would only be in the middle."

"Teacher, you can see the shortcomings of this mysterious skill at a glance, but it took the disciples decades to understand it."

Li Changshou said with a smile: "Empress Houtu combined the Wu clan's combat methods to create this mysterious skill. She originally wanted to create a perfect skill, but after taking into account all aspects, the word 'extreme' was missing.

If you can't reach the extreme, you can't break through the limit. Although the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills can be mastered quickly over hundreds of years, it will never be able to create a master like Senior Brother Gongming.

Although the original essence and blood of the ancestral witch can make up for it, the original essence and blood is really too little. "

"good."

My smile was tainted with a sense of comfort. I responded like this, and then fell into a long silence.

Is the teacher happy, or does he think he talks too much?

Li Changshou thought about it for a while and found that the word "kind" in the teacher's mind should mean to express recognition and gratification. What he had said before was not too much.

Hiss, communicating with saints is really the most difficult technical job in the world.

I don’t know if Saint Taiqing forgot to put it away, or if he intentionally left it for Li Changshou to see, the Tai Chi Diagram still locked onto Yang Jian’s figure, showing a clear picture.

After a fierce battle, he was injured, protected the mortal village, and received the gratitude of the mortals, and was given a broken spiritual treasure spear passed down by the ancestors here.

This is naturally a small gift arranged by Li Changshou.

After all, Yang Jian was still young, and he was quite happy to have obtained a treasure at this time. He galloped around the village for two days, removing hidden dangers everywhere, and then headed towards the 'dangerous place' according to the news he had heard.

If Li Changshou remembers correctly, there are also warm little theaters on this road such as "The Little Fairy Selling Stars" and "The Old Man on the Riverside Waiting for the Return of the Soul of His Son".

Elementary training can only make those who experience it feel that their lives are threatened, and they must continue to fight in order to survive and strive to break through their own limits.

Advanced training is to add some thoughts on human nature and concern for the goodness of people on the basis of the basic level during fierce battles, so that even if the experienced person guesses that this is a drama arranged in advance, he can still produce Some spiritual feelings.

Not to mention, Li Changshou gradually felt a subtle sense of pleasure as he concentrated his mind at this moment, relayed by Tai Chi Tu, and became a simple 'audience', enjoying the drama he arranged.

It's like admiring the work of art that you have worked so hard to create.

After thirteen or fourteen days and nights, Saint Taiqing slowly spoke:

"The Dragon Clan is rotten and should be rectified with care."

Li Changshou was stunned for a moment. He didn't know where the teacher was thinking, but he thought quickly, grasped the idea, and replied:

"Teacher, the corruption of the Dragon Clan has been accumulated for many years. When the Sea Clan rebelled and the Western Teachings plotted against the Dragon Clan, many Dragon Clan were awakened. Overall, the effect was limited.

Teacher, are you worried that with the rise of Heaven, many dragon clans will sink into ancient dreams, and even regard the rise of Heaven as their own merit, thereby disrupting the order of heaven and earth? "

Saint Taiqing... smiled again.

"good."

Li Changshou thought again for a while and said: "Teacher, don't worry, during this catastrophe, the disciples will try their best to arrange some conflicts and beat the dragons to make them understand their position."

Saint Taiqing nodded slowly, said the word "good" again, closed his eyes with a smile, and entered...

Next conversation cycle.

‘What will the teacher ask later? ’

Li Changshou couldn't help but feel doubts in his heart. He sat beside him and began to predict wildly.

However, after another half month, Li Changshou deeply realized the fundamental gap in life levels between himself and his teacher...

This time it was not the saint who took the initiative to speak, but the saint Taiqing who slowly raised his hand and tapped the Tai Chi diagram. The pictures on the Tai Chi diagram began to beat and change, and the beating speed became faster and faster!

Li Changshou's eyes were originally swaying from side to side following each picture, but within two breaths, the frequency of his pupils trembling could no longer keep up with the speed of the changes in the picture!

The scene presented by the Tai Chi diagram becomes a blur of light and shadow.

Li Changshou's eyes hurt as a huge amount of information came in. His heart was filled with pictures, his brain buzzed, and he almost lost consciousness!

Fortunately, Saint Taiqing discovered in time that Li Changshou was still just an 'ant', and raised a palm and pressed it on Li Changshou's back.

Li Changshou breathed out softly and sat there with a pale face, trying to digest the information he had just received.

Teacher Taiqing, who had just monitored the entire Three Realms, seemed to be looking for a trace of 'disturbance'.

In these pictures, there are cities in various places in the world, there are the kingdoms of heavenly beings in the third heaven under the ninth heaven, and there are places in the underworld where countless souls are reincarnated.

Li Changshou saw it...

Ling'e, wearing a floral skirt, was holding a fishing rod by the lake, sitting on a pony, holding her chin and looking at the lake in a daze.

Today, for some unknown reason, she tied her long hair into two buns and wrapped them with the same fabric as her short skirt.

Probably trying different dressing styles.

He also saw it...

On Sanxian Island, he was standing by the window with his eyes closed and concentrating, surrounded by wisps of mysterious Taoist rhymes in the clouds.

She seemed to have some insights, but the insights were not profound, and the position facing the window was the direction of Duxian Sect.

Probably, I don’t think too much about it.

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Three thousand lives have been disturbed by chaos, and the world of mortals is like a dream in an urn.

You have come to the fairyland for endless calculations, and it is difficult to live forever by refining your energy and seeking truth.

In just a short period of time, Saint Taiqing glanced at countless worlds, searching for the source of the 'disturbance'.

The message Li Changshou had just accepted was just the slightest bit shown through the Tai Chi diagram.

When he closed his eyes and concentrated on digesting the information, he could feel the lights flashing outside his eyelids. His sage teacher was still searching the three realms.

At this time, the secret of heaven has been deceived. How can the teacher achieve this by just relying on his own means without relying on the power of heaven?

The part of Li Changshou's freed mind was now filled with shock...

All I can say is that he is indeed the strongest saint.

Not daring to keep the teacher waiting, Li Changshou absorbed the information with all his heart, like fishing for sand in the water, forgetting the useless information on his own, and allowing the pictures he cared about to be stored in memory.

When Li Changshou's heart returned to stability, he felt a sense of weakness radiating from the inside out.

The impact of those messages on the mind just now, if it were a Taoist master other than the senior brothers of the three religions, 90% of them would faint directly. Li Changshou was able to grit his teeth and survive it, thanks to the fact that he had been consciously polishing his mind.

——In order to detonate more evil Tiangang paper man spirit explosion formations at the same time.

When Li Changshou opened his eyes, the sigh of Saint Taiqing came from the side, and it actually... brought some emotional fluctuations.

Slightly disappointed.

What's going on here?

Li Changshou looked up and saw his teacher's eyes closed, his withered face showing a touch of helplessness. The strongest saint who should have been calm and without any fluctuations, at this moment...

"Teacher," Li Changshou asked in a low voice, "Is there any disciple who can help you with your worries?"

Saint Taiqing shook his head slightly, opened most of his eyelids, his eyes fell on Li Changshou's face, and he tapped the Tai Chi diagram again with his finger.

The Yin and Yang Pisces rotated slowly, and the picture displayed on it was a bit blurry, but Li Changshou recognized where it was at a glance, and felt two obscure Taoist charms that seemed familiar.

Kunlun Mountain, Sanyou Courtyard behind Yuxu Palace!

The Taoist sage Yuanshi Tianzun, the sage of the Western religion guides the Taoist!

this!

Li Changshou was 60% shocked, and the rest felt cold. Then he understood why the teacher was so helpless.

The only ones that can annoy the teacher are these two saint brothers.

"Teacher," Li Changshou said, "Maybe it's just the great sage of Western religion trying to persuade..."

Li Changshou himself didn't believe half of what he said.

If Yuanshi Tianzun has no intention of joining forces with the Western Sect, Jie Yin may not be able to enter Sanyou Courtyard.

Saint Taiqing sighed slowly again, and the images in the Taichi diagram disappeared.

"longevity."

"The disciple is here!"

Li Changshou quickly agreed.

"In Zixiao Palace, you stand in the heaven."

"Yes," Li Changshou lowered his head and agreed, already understanding the teacher's decision in his heart.

Between Jie Jiao and Chan Jiao, the People's Jiao decided not to help each other.

The scene in the Sanqing Courtyard just now made Li Changshou feel the difficulties and obstacles of the catastrophe ahead, and realized the uncontrollability of the saint's game.

But this scene was enough to make Saint Taiqing sad and make Master Tongtian angry.

If there is internal strife among Taoist sects, it is only their own business...

Li Changshou still didn't want to believe it in his heart, and secretly wondered whether this was the invitation of the saint to divide the three saints of the Taoist sect?

But then, Li Changshou noticed two details.

First, the reason why he could feel the charm of the two saints through the Tai Chi Diagram was because Yuanshi Tianzun and Jieying Saint worked together to cover up the secrets of heaven and isolate them from exploration...

Secondly, both the Holy Saint and Yuanshi Tianzun are seated.

"no need to worry."

Saint Taiqing said warmly.

Li Changshou endured the fatigue of Taoism and asked: "Teacher, can you take a look at where the two saints of the Western Sect are?"

"good."

Taiqing Laozi pointed his finger again, and this time the Tai Chi diagram showed a clear picture without much effort.

It should be somewhere in a corner of Lingshan Mountain. Saint Zhunti was sitting in front of a golden cauldron, holding the lotus seal in his hands and staring at the flames beating in the golden cauldron.

"laugh."

A breath came from the corner of Saint Taiqing's mouth.

Is it disdain?

Are you expressing your disdain?

That's right, in the field of alchemy, the teacher's incarnation, Taishang Laojun, is already at the pinnacle, and he can indeed laugh at the Zhunti Saint.

Talk about business, talk about business.

The quaint mention and the lead are not together, which proves that the scene in the Sanqing courtyard was not directed and performed by Western teachers.

Although the possibility is low, it has not been possible to rule out this situation before.

"Teacher, can you take a look at where the third uncle is?"

"good."

Taiqing Laozi slid his fingers gently, and the Yin and Yang Pisces on the Tai Chi diagram rotated for a while, and then a barely clear picture was revealed, filled with clouds and mist.

Wow, wow——

The sound of water came, and the perspective slowly zoomed in, and I saw that in the familiar hot spring pool on that side, Master Tongtian was sitting upright, Taoist Duobao was sitting behind Master Tongtian, and Zhao Gongming was sitting behind Taoist Duobao...

Each held a snow-white towel and rubbed the back of the saint and senior brother in front of them, while chatting about some men's topics.

"Gongming, when do you plan to marry Jin Ling?

Master, I will help you organize the arrangements well, and then ask Chang Geng to come over and preside over your wedding. Bring all the disciples of the second senior brother over to have a look.

If he only likes to recruit male disciples anymore, then everyone will be dumbfounded, right? "

"Master, don't worry, Jin Ling won't let her disciples speak to others because she has a thin face..."

"Master," Taoist Duobao also said, "I think it would be a good time to wait until the great tribulation is over before handling this matter."

"Alas, I don't know how many little ones can't survive this catastrophe," the leader of Tongtian Cult sighed, "bribe Chang Geng more and ask him to help arrange for a few more remnant souls to go to heaven.

This time when I go to Zixiao Palace as a teacher, I will also help you fight for it. At worst, I will have a fight with the teacher. Anyway, I am the youngest teacher..."

The voice of Master Tongtian gradually faded away along with the sound of rushing water, and the picture on the Tai Chi diagram disappeared again.

It was clear that the third uncle was going to be tricked by the second uncle. People over there began to contact foreign aid, but here they were still discussing the thin skin of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

this!

As sleepiness hit him, Li Changshou couldn't help but yawn, and quickly raised his hand to cover the corners of his mouth.

"Don't sleep for too long, recover your mind."

Saint Taiqing said something warmly, and Li Changshou really couldn't hold it in anymore. He looked ashamed and lowered his head to thank him. However, before he could raise his head, his mind gradually closed.

This indescribable sense of security beside the teacher made Li Changshou, who had been supporting him for hundreds of years, completely relax.

At that moment, the Qiankun Ruler flew out on its own, turned into a hard pillow, and landed behind Li Changshou.

The Xuanhuang Tower exuded wisps of Xuanhuang aura, covering Li Changshou like a thin quilt, pushing him to lie down slowly.

The futon under Li Changshou opened up and turned into a long and narrow 'mattress', allowing Li Changshou to lie down comfortably.

Taiqing Sage clicked a ray of Taoist rhyme and wrapped it around the side of Li Changshou's cheek, helping him fall into a deep sleep, and then continued to stare at the Tai Chi diagram.

Li Changshou had a dream.

He dreamed that the leading saint and Yuanshi Tianzun broke up on bad terms, and that the alchemy furnace of Zhunti saint exploded, and a burnt golden cicada popped out of it;

I dreamed that when Master Tongtian was rubbing the back of Taoist Duobao, he told Taoist Duobao to lose weight in order to avoid the three highs.

The scene in the dream changed and turned into a vast white world. The Virgin Mary, who was lying next to the pool with the body of a snake and the tail of a snake, was drinking fairy wine with her head raised and tears streaming down her face while looking at the comic book in front of her. , and even gritted his teeth and cursed:

‘This bastard Li Changgeng dares to paint away such a lovely sister! Believe it or not, my dear, I will give you a sword! ’

Li Changshou shivered a few times in his sleep.

In my dream, I saw a blade sent by a prehistoric saint. It was truly a nightmare.