My Senior Brother is Too Steady

A few days later, Xiniu Hezhou, the corner of Lingshan.

Taoist Wenjing was covering his left shoulder, his pretty face was pale and bloodless, his aura was fluctuating, and the blood-colored gauze skirt on his body seemed more and more vivid.

Behind Taoist Wenjing, a man and a woman transformed into Hongmeng ferocious beasts knelt on one knee, each with injuries;

The chest of the man transformed from the ferocious beast was mostly dented, and the bones around the injury were shattered. At this moment, he was only holding on with his magic power.

After careful identification, the outline of the injury, which is the size of a bowl's mouth, happens to be that of a cow's hoof...

The atmosphere was slightly depressing.

In front of Taoist Wenjing was the remains of a ferocious beast, and the pressure on it had not dissipated.

The body was more than two feet long and looked like a ferocious bear with black fur. At this time, the body was mutilated and unrecognizable. It was obvious that it had suffered a violent attack before falling.

On the other side of the remains, several figures were sitting in the shadows, all of them old men with patched robes.

An old Taoist's eyes sparkled with divine light, staring at Taoist Wenjing's covered shoulders, and said suspiciously:

"Green Ox? Laojun's mount?

Just a mount, beating you like this? "

Taoist Wenjing said hurriedly: "Deputy leader, that green bull is very powerful, and it is an ancient alien species, so it is quite difficult to deal with!

He has a steel ring in his hand, which is a secret treasure refined by Lao Jun. It can absorb all kinds of magic weapons, and he also has a fan. With just one blow, he fanned us to the sky..."

"Asshole!"

There was a short, fat old Taoist on the side with a murderous look, and he cursed: "The Yuan Tu Sword was not retrieved, and you were forced into such a mess by a mount. What's the use of Lingshan for you!"

"Deputy leader, it's the Water God!"

Behind Wenjing, the woman transformed into a ferocious beast immediately shouted:

"It was the Heavenly Water God who took action. He must have figured this out and lurked around the traitor Iron Fan!"

The five old Taoists looked at each other for a few times, and the old Taoist in the middle said in a deep voice:

"Is this serious?"

Wenjing frowned and pursed his lips, remaining speechless.

The woman shouted in a trembling voice: "Please spare my life, deputy leader, this is absolutely true!

That rhyme aura, I will definitely not admit it wrong, that kind of paper man is now the only water god in the Three Realms! "

The eyes of the veterans suddenly became sharp.

The short, fat old man who was used to putting on a bad face immediately scolded: "Huh! What a Wenjing, why did you hide it before and didn't report it?"

Taoist Wenjing was hesitant to speak, and there was a slight hesitation in his beautiful eyes, as if he was weighing something.

The man transformed into a ferocious beast looked up at Wen Jing's back, with a slight sneer on his lips. He acted awkwardly and whispered:

"Deputy leader, please don't blame Commander Wen Jing for this!

At that time, the water god appeared, and we were in a panic. It was the incarnation of the water god who was killed by Commander Wen Jing, and we were able to escape smoothly and come back to report the matter to the deputy leader. "

"What did you say?"

An old Taoist stood up immediately, his eyes widened, and shouted: "Wen Jing, did you really kill the incarnation of the Water God?"

Taoist Wenjing turned his head and glared at the man. The latter immediately lowered his head, seeming to be quite frightened.

Really? A competition between veteran actors.

"Asshole!"

The short and fat old Taoist yelled: "Some time ago, the teacher ordered me to die. You are not allowed to provoke the Water God Li Changgeng in the next hundred years. You Wenjing also knew this, and you actually killed the incarnation of the Water God!"

The water god will surely retaliate with his anger and dark intentions, and he will definitely take revenge on our Lingshan! "

Another old Taoist beside him sighed: "Wen Jing, do you know that there was once a senior brother who destroyed an incarnation of the Water God, which caused the Jiejiao Zhao Gongming to target him? At that time, the Water God had not yet gained power.

Now that the Water God has been granted the title of Taibai Jinxing, he is in charge of great catastrophes... Are you still afraid of him and doesn't hold any grudge against us? "

Taoist Wenjing slowly closed his long and narrow eyes, his eyes a little helpless and slightly mocking.

She sighed softly and said:

“If we don’t kill the incarnation of the water god, I’m afraid none of us will be able to return to this place;

If the deputy leader feels that Wenjing has done something wrong in this matter, Wenjing will be punished himself.

But in the end, I felt a little dissatisfied.

His Water God is just an incarnation of the Golden Fairyland. If we don't kill him, we won't be able to live. Why can't we kill him? "

"Wenjing, who are you trying to show off to? You!"

The short, fat old man with a bad temper was reprimanding loudly, but suddenly he heard a soft sigh, and the old man's loud voice stopped abruptly.

A figure in gray robe appeared strangely in front of Taoist Wenjing.

There is no trace of ripples in the universe!

Several old Taoists stood up in a hurry, bowed to the gray-robed figure in a hurry, and said in unison:

"teacher."

Taoist Wenjing trembled and immediately bowed his head and knelt down, not daring to raise his head to look at the gray-robed old Taoist.

This breath, this faint pressure...

The true pillar of Western religion, the six saints guide the Taoist!

"Wen Jing pays homage to the great leader!"

"Well," Jieyin responded, his hands hanging by his sides, his body slightly stooped, "Raise your head."

A few drops of cold sweat broke out on Taoist Wenjing's pale cheeks, and his heart felt cold.

The pressure of the saint, the secret in her heart, and such a close distance made her lose her Taoist heart almost instantly.

But after all, she is Taoist Taoist Priest, a Hongmeng ferocious beast who has walked out from the sea of ​​blood. Her Taoist heart is really tough. At this moment, she slowly raised her head, and the pupils in her narrow phoenix eyes were constantly trembling.

Jieying's eyelids were half-draped, and that gaze seemed to be able to completely see through Wenjing's Taoist heart!

Wen Jing did not dare to say anything at this time, and his mind went blank. He forced himself to think over and over again about the small world war a few days ago...

The violent green bull tore the ferocious beast alive with both hands;

She tore the water god's paper man into pieces in the midst of lightning and flint...

"do not be afraid."

Taoist Jie Yin said this, and took a step forward, bypassing Taoist Wenjing's figure, and came to the man who turned into a ferocious beast.

"look up."

The man's Adam's apple was shaking up and down as he bowed his head. He quickly raised his head and looked at the saint...

After a while, the wide sleeves of the Taoist priest's robe swayed slightly, and the man's eyes instantly dimmed, and his body suddenly collapsed and turned into a small pile of fine black sand.

There is no more fluctuation in life.

The leading Taoist said slowly: "Wen Jing was promoted to the first position of the Dark Protector."

After saying this, the figure of the Taoist leader gradually faded away, and the voices of those old Taoists taking orders disappeared with the wind.

Taoist Wenjing's face was pale and he almost collapsed to the ground.

But there was a smile on her lips, and she leaned towards the depths of the mountain to thank her.

"Wen Jing thanks you, sir!"

The expressions of the veteran Taoists were a little complicated, but when they looked at Taoist Wenjing's graceful figure, they already showed some gentle smiles.

The short, fat old man who had scolded Wen Jing the most fiercely just now flicked his sleeves, turned and walked away.

Half an hour later, Taoist Wenjing entered the cave.

A wisp of mosquito sound passed by, and Taoist Wenjing appeared. He lay weakly on the bed and let out a long sigh of relief.

It's terrible...

She felt like she was surviving a catastrophe, and the words she heard a few days ago, from Lord Water God, could not help but reappear in her heart...

No, he is now Mr. Xingjun.

[Wenjing, it’s me.

The cow spirit in front of you is Laojun's mount, and its strength is superior to yours.

Your identity must not be exposed even in front of Laojun's cow.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, you might as well kill a paper Taoist of mine, and later escape back to Lingshan with one or two of his subordinates, so as to gain merit and consolidate your position in Lingshan.

Everything is adaptable, don't hesitate to attack me later. 】

On the bed, Taoist Wenjing frowned slightly, feeling the impact of the saint's coercion just now, and his pale complexion quickly returned to rosy.

‘How long do you want me to lurk in the Western Sect?

What on earth do you want me to do here? ’

The first secret protector, one of the three major protectors of the Western religion, his status is second only to several deputy leaders, but still above ordinary saint disciples.

Taoist Wenjing sighed...

This job is really getting harder and harder to do.

…

‘Wen Jing should be fine. ’

Xiao Qiongfeng, in the scroll of a mural in the underground secret room, Li Changshou's body is pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back.

This time, asking Taoist Wenjing to 'take action rashly', killing him in a paper Taoist form and going back to receive the merit, was always a bit too aggressive and lacked safety.

Although he thought he did it flawlessly, he did it deliberately after all, and it was easy for flaws to show up.

That's all, it's useless to think too much.

Wenjing should have returned to Lingshan by now. She is a Hongmeng ferocious beast and a ruthless horn. If she encounters a crisis, she will be able to deal with it on her own. He doesn't have to worry too much about whether she will be exposed.

Wen Jing, an old man from ancient times who cared so much about his life, would definitely not make fun of her own life.

I'm still worried, if the Western teachings teach Wenjing too many benefits, will Wenjing be soft-hearted when the time comes in the future?

Immortal consciousness caught the beautiful figure of Ling'e riding a cloud from the edge of the lake. Li Changshou sat back in the bamboo chair, closed his eyes and concentrated, and continued to deal with the funeral affairs.

Qing Niu and Iron Fan have survived a 'small disaster' this time.

On that day, Tie Fan was obviously stunned by the image of the bull violently hammering the Hongmeng ferocious beast...

She knew Qingniu was extremely powerful, but she didn't expect him to be so arrogant!

Aunt Wen, whom she had always feared and respected, was seriously injured by the palm of her hand by the lover she had entrusted to protect her for the rest of her life, even at the expense of herself...

The words of the paper Taoist Li Changshou who appeared after the war changed many of Iron Fan's inherent impressions.

"Iron Fan, you should also try to trust the people around you, don't always bear everything by yourself.

Many things that seem difficult to you may be just trivial matters to Senior Brother Qingniu. "

In an instant, Qingniu's family status was raised several levels!

"Dude".

At the end of this fierce battle in the valley, Qing Niu, under the secret guidance of Li Changshou, used a banana fan to send out the mysterious black wind, sending Taoist Wenjing and the other two ferocious beasts tens of thousands of miles directly.

Afterwards, Qing Niu took the silver-haired girl who could not recover and Li Changshou's paper Taoist, and hurriedly left the small world and returned directly to the land of Wubuzhou.

Tie Fan was targeted by Westerners, so naturally he could no longer travel around.

And most importantly...

Qingniu has been wandering around for so long, and it's time to return to his duties.

Under the arrangement of Li Changshou, Iron Fan was sent to the Shang tribe of Nanfanbuzhou and was taken care of by Kong Xuan, who happened to be a playmate with the reincarnation of Qiqing.

Qingniu will later be like Ao Yi, descending to earth to meet with Iron Fan every once in a while;

If I can get Laojun's permission, it would be okay for Qingniu to stay in the mortal world for a little longer.

Half a day ago, Li Changshou had entrusted the golden rope to Qing Niu, who brought it back to Tushita Palace.

The [Cow Hunting] matter has come to an end.

Speaking of which, how could Qing Niu and Uncle Zhao move so fast?

Do you really have no worries about the future catastrophe?

Li Changshou could only laugh at this, and taking advantage of this period of stability and the unhappiness of Western teachings, he reviewed the arrangements for the Great Tribulation of the Gods several times again.

When fighting against the sky, one must be cautious, no matter how stable it is, nothing is too much.

As a result, a more serious question was placed in front of Li Changshou.

Should he devote some of his energy to comprehending the Eight or Nine Mysterious Kung Fu, changing from the previous 'casual practice' to 'studying hard', thus entering the last two realms?

Li Changshou had already noticed before that the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques were not perfect. For the human race, lacking the naturally powerful physical body of the Witch Clan, there would always be some shortcomings in practicing the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques.

But the solution to this problem has been entrusted by Queen Houtu to be handed over to Li Changshou by Yan Jun.

The original essence and blood of the ancestral witch.

Nine is the extreme of yang number, and eight is the extreme of yin number. For example, the saying of "Nine Palaces and Bagua", the Eight and Nine Mysterious Skills also have many meanings.

Of course, it can also be understood that the name "Bajiu Xuan Gong" means that it is missing "a little bit" and cannot return to the original state.

This may be hindered by the way of heaven, or Queen Houtu is unable to deduce this skill to perfection. In the end, the essence and blood of the ancestral witch can make up for the shortcomings.

Li Changshou tried to deduce it for several days, and found that the power of the Eighty-nine Mysterious Techniques assisted by the essence and blood of the ancestral witches and the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Techniques without the assistance of the essence and blood of the ancestral witches were very different.

If you can get the help of the essence and blood of the ancestral witches and practice this mysterious skill to the extreme, you will have one more magical power——

As long as the soul does not die, the physical body can be reborn at any time!

Although there are thousands of methods of body cultivation left in the ancient times, the only one who can do this is this Xuan.

Apart from wasting one's energy and distracting one's understanding of the Way of Balance, what harm can there be in practicing this technique?

In fact, no, overall, there are more ways to save lives.

Otherwise, have you been practicing for decades?

From this time until the Six Saints rushed to Zixiao Palace to discuss the matter of becoming a god, these few decades were a rare gap.

Li Changshou hesitated for a few days, but finally made up his mind to adjust the level of supervision of Heavenly Court, Immortal League, and Lintian Palace to the lowest level he could accept, and began to study the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques with all his strength.

This thought made me obsessed and unable to extricate myself.

Li Changshou gave up the insights he had gained from "casual practice" and started from the beginning to carefully consider and comprehend, almost to the point of abandoning Yun Wang'e.

As a result, the frequency of his coming out of the secret room was greatly reduced.

Every time Ling'e saw her senior brother, she found that he was either frowning and meditating, or meditating. It was rare for him to be so focused on his own practice.

‘Senior brother, are you... encountering a bottleneck? ’

With this in mind, Ling'e could only burn a few more sticks of incense in front of her master's memorial tablet, wishing that her senior brother could break through the bottleneck soon.

By the way, Ling'e temporarily sacrificed her own practice and took the initiative to help her senior brother pay attention to the affairs of the Immortal Alliance and share some trivial chores for her senior brother.

What shocked Ling'e was that the senior brother had been in this state for more than ten years!

Brother, are you thinking about how to become a saint?

Are you going to kill three corpses?

What a gateway it must be to be able to block the bottleneck of senior brother for more than ten years!

Ling'e became more and more worried.

Fortunately, Li Changshou did not stay in seclusion for a long time. He went out every few months to deal with various affairs and gave guidance on Longji's practice several times.

Although Ling'e was worried, she didn't dare to ask more questions for fear of putting more pressure on her senior brother.

In the 16th year of serious practice of Eight Nine Mysterious Skills, Li Changshou began to refine some elixirs, started to take medicinal baths, began to practice some ordinary sword skills, spear skills, and boxing skills, and began to arrange some thunder, fire, water, and wind techniques. Kill the big formation, then stroll into the formation and enjoy the bombardment of the formation...

On this day, Li Changshou had just walked out of the killing array outside the alchemy room. He was refreshed, his eyes were clear, and he had a faint smile on his lips, deducing the wonders of the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques in his heart.

Finally, I felt the refreshing feeling of having an epiphany by accident before becoming an immortal...

"Teacher, senior brother?"

"Um?"

Li Changshou collected his mind, looked at Ling'e who was wearing a training uniform and said warmly: "What's wrong?"

"Senior brother," Ling'e asked worriedly, "Have you been stuck in a bottleneck for too long and your Taoist mind is a little unstable?"

Then, Ling'e came over, rubbed Li Changshou's arms, and said softly:

"Actually, there is no need to put too much pressure on yourself. There is no need to rush in practice.

There are many people who have been stuck in the immortal cultivation level for hundreds or thousands of years. Senior brother, you have only been stuck for more than ten years. It is very common. "

Li Changshou:...

"I am actually practicing a mysterious skill," Li Changshou said sternly, "This mysterious skill has reached a later stage and requires the power of heaven and earth to temper the physical body and soul. I just used the formation to find a way."

Ling'e blinked: "Xuan Gong?"

"Here," Li Changshou handed over a jade talisman, "This is a gift from Empress Houtu. It contains some annotations from me. You don't need to practice, just take a look."

Ling'e asked in a low voice: "Senior brother, is it because my qualifications are too poor that I can't practice?"

"No, this technique requires some hardship, and it won't have much effect on you," Li Changshou said, "Moreover, if it is not controlled properly, it will change into... a smart figure."

Ling'e shook her slender hands and stuffed the jade talisman back into Li Changshou's hand. She immediately took three steps back and cupped her fists at Li Changshou.

"Farewell, no need, thank you senior brother!"

Li Changshou smiled and said nothing, took back the jade talisman prepared for Yang Jian, and said: "Go and call Lingli over."

After saying that, he floated back to the elixir room with his hands, ready to start refining the elixir to enhance the physical strength.

Not long after, Ling'e hurried over with Xiong Lingli.

Li Changshou asked Xiong Lingli a simple question.

【Do you want to become stronger? 】

Xiong Lingli nodded decisively, with a little expectation on her cute face, and whispered:

"Cousin, I am a fool in cultivating the divine way. I cannot understand many principles. I have not been able to become an immortal after so many years...

Hehe, I’ve never been able to really live without grains, so I’m sorry. "

Li Changshou stopped busy, took out a wine bottle from his arms, and said with a smile:

"You have the blood of the Witch Clan, but you have been practicing Taoism for a long time. It has truly proved that you cannot follow this path."

Xiong Lingli sighed with some disappointment.

Ling'e hurriedly said: "Uncle Lingli, don't worry, my senior brother said this, there must be a way to help you increase your strength."

"Yes," Li Changshou pushed the wine bottle in his hand with his magical power, "Half a drop of the essence and blood of the ancestral witch is dissolved in it, and it is the most stable and gentle essence and blood of Hou Tu.

I have calculated that this is the limit of what you can bear.

Next, you drink a sip of this wine every month while practicing this set of exercises. "

While speaking, Li Changshou took out two scrolls from his sleeves and spread them out of thin air in front of Xiong Lingli.

"In order to make it easier for you to understand, I have made a picture of the movement path of the magic power in the body and various practice tips. Can you understand it?"

Xiong Lingli nodded heavily, his eyes full of excitement.

So, decades later.

…

It has only been three years and four months since Taozu set the date for the Six Saints to go to Zixiao Palace to discuss the matter of becoming a god.

Li Changshou has been practicing peacefully in the mountains for the past few decades, which makes Ling'e very happy...

On this day, Li Changshou ended the study period of the Eight-nine Mysterious Gong and officially left seclusion. He found Ling'e who had just completed enlightenment by the lake and told Ling'e not to go out. He had to go out for something.

The corners of Ling'e's mouth twitched slightly and she muttered a few words:

"Senior brother, what you should be worried about now is not that I am going out, but that someone is coming to our little Qiongfeng."

"Oh, you are right."

Li Changshou sighed softly and looked at the... peak that appeared by the lake at some unknown time.

"Um?"

Feeling Li Changshou's gaze, the top of the mountain several hundred feet high slowly twisted, revealing an extremely huge 'lovely face'.

Xiong Lingli!

She was squatting on the ground, raised her extremely thick arms that were hundreds of feet long, and shook them slightly at Li Changshou.

The thunder-like 'hissing and shouting' exploded by the lake, causing waves on the water surface.

"Cousin! You are out of the gate."

Ling'e couldn't help but put a hand on her forehead, and Li Changshou felt very happy in his heart.

Fortunately, under the influence of the ancestral witch essence and blood, this guy no longer needs to eat, otherwise Xiao Qiongfeng would have gone bankrupt in the past few years!

Li Changshou asked loudly: "How are you feeling recently?"

"I've become stronger and stronger!"

Xiong Lingli's face was full of happiness, and she spoke in detail: "Didn't you say that you want me to go to heaven to be a gatekeeper of Hercules? When will we go there?"

"Just waiting for you to master the transformation method," Li Changshou put his hands in his sleeves, admired Xiong Lingli's majestic figure, and burst into admiration.

Tsk, another strong general.