My Senior Brother is Too Steady

　　 In the afterglow of the setting sun, five gas refiners drove turbulently outside the Zhaizi gate, and quickly flew towards the beach.

　　 The two people in front carried the covered statue of Baoguang;

　　 An old Taoist behind and a young gas cultivator supported a trembling Wang Cai......

　　 Wang Cai’s chest has an obvious fist print, which is recessed by three inches. His mana is like a tidal wave. It can’t be calmed for a long time. If he is flying, he will spray a bit of blood on the side...

　　 Fortunately, he has reached the God of Realm, this injury is still dead...

　　Poof!

　　 may really die.

　　The old man quickly shouted: "Wang Cai! Wang Cai!"

　　 The blood-filled Wang Cai turned his head and smiled reluctantly at Master, trembling: "Master, I'm okay, we are gas refining...

Master 　　, let's... do not come to this village anymore? "

　　 "Not coming, we are not coming," the old man was quite moved, "Quick, let's find a safe place, you hurry to adjust your interest rate.

　　 Also, the next time you vomit blood toward your brother, it didn’t take long for the teacher to set up this robe. "

　　 Wang Cai said weakly: "Yes, Master... Can you give the disciple an elixir?"

　　 Lao Tao sighed: "For the teacher, there is only a healing pill, there is no pill to adjust the gas. You can bear with it, just go back and meditate."

At the gate of the village, the villagers rushed out;

　　 A moment ago, they were all disgusted. At this time, they were watching the back of these five people in the air with their eyes bright.

　　 Aunt King Kong whispered, "They can fly?"

　　 "Are you really sent by God to rescue our messengers?"

　　 "Hey, don't leave the messenger!"

　　 "Fast chase, fast chase!"

　　 An uncle Orion roared, and a group of people at the Zhaimen rushed out, and the Zhaimen shook and collapsed.

　　 The five people in the air turned their heads and looked together.

　　I saw a group of strong men and women sprinting in the rear, and a thick smoke was floating on the ground.

　　 It seems like thousands of troops are galloping, what is still shouting in each mouth;

　　 "Don't go!"

　　 "Stop!"

　　 Their voices are too powerful, and the shouts are too noisy!

　　 This old man's face changed greatly, and he grabbed two rungs and threw them out. The air was suddenly gusty, and two white clouds quickly rose towards the air, quickly throwing the group of villagers chasing them down behind him.

　　 "Master, why are they chasing us? We haven't sold them to them yet!"

　　The old man scolded: "Have you cheated the little girl in the village again?"

　　 "Master, we jumped for a day, the boss never came, I didn't have a chance to cheat..."

　　 "Cough! Cough!"

　　 The king trembles, "No, no, no, just send a whine...it will die... pooh!"

　　 "Spit over there!"

　　 "I swallowed back Master."

　　 "Well, good student.

　　Let's go, add more mana for the teacher," Nao Dao urged the Fa again, "This remote place is really strange, let's go to meet the boss, and let's talk about other things! "

　　 Not many times, these two white clouds are flying farther and farther in the sky;

The villagers of Xiongzhai chased down below failed without success, and their heads were down and frustrated.

　　 first ran a Poseidon, and then walked a mud god. When all the people of the Zhaizi gathered for a meeting at night, they were a little uneasy.

　　 Their stockades, aren't they optimistic by gods?

　　 They are fragile mortals, and they all need protection...

　　 Xiong Lingli, the main participant in the two incidents, was not scolded, but was fined to serve tea to the old man in Zhaizi.

　　 The village chief saw that everyone was in low spirits. The old man wearing a big gold chain left by Li Changshou gradually had an idea in his heart.

　　 "Everyone is starting the spirit, don't we still have a Poseidon?

　　In our past few years, when some of the natural disasters occurred when fishing at sea, hunting generally did not happen.

　　As far as I can see, we will set up an idol for the sea god, worship on time, and we will definitely be blessed! "

　　 The few amateur gas-refiners and Xiong Lingli's father in the village just wanted to talk, but the woman beside him, a slim figure in the village, gently pressed his thick arm and told him not to speak.

　　 Soon, the villagers in Xiongzhai began to discuss how to worship and how to worship the sea god;

　　 When Xiong Lingli's mother, the slim woman, took out the portrait of Poseidon, she drew a portrait on the hide...

　　The group of villagers was immediately excited. In the night, they began to look for the stones that made the gods go, and carried the big stones back to the village.

　　 It was quiet at night.

On the bed where Li Changshou lay, Xiong Lingli was sleeping in a big letter.

　　In the next room, the couple snuggled beside the bed.

　　Xiong Xiong said in a deep voice: "Madam, why didn't you let me remind you before, that is a fairy, not a sea god."

　　 "The sacrifice is nothing more than a consolation to everyone's heart. Where can the fairy control us?"

　　The woman sighed softly, "I was thinking that Ling Li could worship this fairy as a teacher and learn the clever method of repairing immortals.

　　 But unexpectedly, the fairy woke up and left. "

　　 "Ma'am, didn't you teach me how to practice?" Xiong Lao San smiled, "Can't it be passed to Lingli?"

"That's just superficial Qi cultivation method, where is it comparable to those of the fairy," the woman thought for a while, "I always wanted to send Ling Li to Xianmen to worship, but the road to Zhong Shenzhou was too far away and she couldn't bear her Bump all the way."

　　 "So, ma'am, shall we no longer have a second child?"

　　The third old bear smiled, hey, "With a small one, how about this big random girl out there?"

　　 "Hate, don't, the child is next door..."

　　 "I went to stun her!"

　　 "Don't, just pay attention."

　　 "Hey."

　　 Not much time, the sleeping Xiong Lingli heard some familiar noises, she rolled over and continued to sleep on her own.

　　 seemed to dream of being accused by the clan during the day. The girl sobbed lightly and slept deeper.

　　……

　　A few months later, on the grassland.

　　 hastily hurried along the way and found that Li Changshou, who had not chased himself by Western religions and walked around in the secular world, finally came back here;

　　I made a simple earth hole three hundred feet away from my parents' grave in this lifetime, and Li Changshou stayed here temporarily.

　　Although the world is full of turbidity, he has no plans to improve his cultivation practice recently, so it is no problem to stay here temporarily.

　　Walking red dust, prosperous scene, should not be in such a hurry, but he was afraid that Western teachers would come to the door, so he never slackened.

　　 The large South Island, the beautiful mountains and rivers, and the rivers and rivers, but there is no beauty that can stop him.

　　Countless cities and Guo tribes, under the long time scale of the wild, there are countless human cultural scenes spawned, but no one can make him look back for a moment...

　　I have a long life in my heart, and I don't admire the worldly sentiment.

　　 Sitting in the earth cave, Li Changshou's heart was ethereal, realizing his own way, thinking about the power of Samadhi's control.

　　 The flame of Samadhi is ignited by Jingqi, and his Samadhi wants to reduce its power, which is theoretically impossible.

　　 However, several ideas can be changed.

　　 For example, after returning to the mountain, she asked Ling'e to help her get out a few strands of essence, qi, and gods, condensed into fire by herself, and then stored in her body.

　　 It's just that Ling E Xiu is still shallow, and he can't reach the realm of emptiness, but the kindling that is condensed is too weak.

　　 Too strong, too weak, they are not beautiful;

　　 And it is easy to confuse Xiao Ling'e.

　　 With a twist of his fingertips, Li Changshou's palm had a wisp of sacred inflammation, and he began to think about other ways.

　　Living people can't be suffocated by urine. Li Changshou spent a few days to realize the solution...

　　 Don't use it.

　　 cough is to use only gas inflammation.

　　Qiyan uses the power of primordial spirit to simulate the fluctuations of God and Jing Shuangyan. Although his power of Qiyan alone is also very strong at this time, it will not be too dazzling.

　　 Life is probably like this, it is hard to have perfect things.

　　Improvement of my own strength, the method of concealing the breath and simulating the breath, can deceive the predecessors of the higher cultivation, but also left a small loophole in Sanyan Zhenyan.

　　After going back, always pay attention to this matter.

　　 is now held by Zhenxian's wrist, even if the other party deliberately probes, it is difficult to see how he really cultivates;

　　When you touch the woman, it will twitch, and you can find a chance to recover.

　　 walked in this world, Li Changshou is not without gain.

　　 ‘When it comes to earning merits, inventing something and throwing it at the human race, it seems to have merit. ’

　　 touched his chin for a while, and quickly denied his own thoughts.

　　 There are still relatively many opportunities for people to earn merit. For example, medicine, production tools, and other aspects, there are merits to be harvested.

　　 But the prerequisite for this is that you must have enough strength.

　　According to his accumulation at this time, as long as he gains great virtue and comes down to vision, he will be known to the six saints;

　　 The most likely end is that he was seen by the saints' masters, and then he took a soul and dissected...

　　 ‘Honestly practice it. ’

　　Li Changshou chuckled softly, dispelling these lively thoughts.

　　Sit firmly on the head, and get rid of it...

I go?

　　What is this?

　　 Without any warning, Li Changshou's heart appeared some thin and fuzzy pictures, and a ray of fuzzy feeling appeared in himself.

　　In the picture, a group of strong men and women are at their feet...

　　 kneel to pray for blessing?

　　He quickly pinched his fingers and calculated, and soon he could not help crying or laughing.

　　What is this called?

　　 That Xiongzhai, really made him a **** and worshiped him sincerely as a sea god?

　　Tian Dao's self-induction, he now also receives the incense here?

　　Is it more or less a ‘strong buy and strong sell’?

　　Li Changshou shook his head and smiled bitterly, but did not worry too much about it at first;

　　 After all, it was just a village of a thousand people. An unimpressive Neptune came out. After a few months, it was found to have no effect, so naturally I would not worship.

　　 This is not contaminated with too much cause and effect.

　　 But soon, Li Changshou realized that things were not so simple.

　　Isn't he equivalent now, being alone, competing with the Western religion for incense and offering?

　　 If this is sensed by a Western saint, pinch the finger directly...

　　No, immediately go back to Duxian Gate and return to the site of the Saints of Taiqing!

　　 There is an old hood on it, so I am not afraid of the two, who are brainwashing and digging the walls and digging the walls and feet of the famous disciples!

　　——Among the six saints, only the Sanqing lord and Nuwa maiden can be regarded as Taoist ancestors.

　　 Of course, it is not possible for the Taiqing saints to show their spirits to the immortal gate;

　　 But as long as Western religions are afraid, it is enough.

　　Li Changshou Lisheng was alert, his figure disappeared in the earth cave, and headed towards Dongsheng Shenzhou.

　　 This road is much faster than when it came, and there are a lot less exciting roads.

　　 Occasionally skimmed into the mountain spirit beast, heard the boy's idyll, and also saw a pair of uncles and sisters running away and chased by a group of villagers. The unending battle was still bleeding...

　　 out of Nanzhou Chau, into Dongsheng Shenzhou, Li Changshou light car driving, while exploring, rushed to Duxianmen.

After rushing for two days in this way, when there were 20,000 miles away from Duxian Gate, he deliberately slowed down the speed of soil escape, which was in line with the limit of a third- and fourth-order disciple who returned to the virtual world~www.readwn.com~ Slowly approached his fairy gate.

　　After entering the range of two thousand miles, Li Changshou was finally relieved.

　　 It is really a blessing in life to have asylum in the gate!

　　 However, I said that I went home to guard the tomb for my parents. If I can’t persist for three years, I am afraid that after returning to the mountain, it will also attract people’s attention.

　　 Abnormality is not a good thing. Most disciples usually spend two years in the dunya to enjoy.

　　Here, he finally settled down.

　　 Li Changshou found a mountain nest near a spiritual mine in Duxianmen to hide, and planned to practice here for two years before returning to the mountain.

　　 Honghuang, really too sinister!

　　 Popularity, it's too complicated!

　　He didn't do anything to Xiongzhai, but he was enshrined by them and forced to fight the incense with the West!

　　 Now that we have crossed the robbery, we must implement the concept of staying in the mountains forever!

　　The secular world is also a dangerous place, how can there be a peaceful day in the world!

　　 Then go shopping, he just, just...

　　 Well, Hong Huang's oath is very effective, and these words can not be talked about indiscriminately.

　　……

　　 "Brother!"

　　Under the willow tree by the lake, Ling'e, who was meditating in loose practice clothes, suddenly opened his eyes and breathed slightly.

　　 "It's a dream."

　　 Linge exhaled softly. She just fell asleep by meditation and dreamed that Brother was trapped by a group of strong weird people. The scene was very chaotic. Brother was about to be pressed to the ground...

　　 Fortunately, he sensed someone outside and woke up from his dream.

Ok?

　　 Ling'e looked up at the figure he sensed to him. It was a familiar sister who didn't know her. Ji Yun wandered around Xiaoqiongfeng and seemed to be hesitating whether to enter a large formation.