Vol 2 Chapter 205: No one can beat the poor in this field!

The remote boundary where the South China Sea and the West China Sea meet is among several major formations.
　　 Zhao Gongming looked down at these two Western-style saint disciples and swept away, smoothing out the vast waves rising on the sea, and the twenty-four Dinghai Shenzhu slowly rotating...
　　 In front of him, the two western masters had blood and breath tremor in the corners of their mouths, but were firmly fixed by Dinghai Shenzhu, unable to move.
　　 At this moment, these two old-fashioned faces are very complicated, frightened and helpless, and of course the most is still angry.
　　 The second time!
　　 The second time!
　　Although this time they are the two of them, they intend to teach Huanglong Taoists first, and borrowed the unique calculation method of Zhao Gongming...
　　 But they did not hurt the Huanglong Daoren at all! Just according to the experience of being touched, the scene reappeared once!
　　 Zhao Gongming couldn't help but say that he rushed directly to beat them up and beat them up for thousands of years, but the beam was really knotted!
　　Mr. Zhao Gongming is also at this time supporting Fushen...
　　 The fight just now was smooth, and the effort was less, and the two Western saint disciples beat the Daoxing and the Dao.
　　 This time it's not very reasonable...
　　 side, the tall and thin Taoist salutes forward, his eyes full of emotion, saying:
　　 "Thank you, Brother Gongming, for your relief!
　　If the younger brother of the Ming Dynasty appeared, the poor and serious were serious, and I didn't know what to do. "
　　Mr. Zhao Gongming smiled and said with a smile: "Every little thing, Brother Huang Long does not need to mind."
　　 The tall, thin Taoist took two steps forward, looking at the two plain old western-speaking sorrowful faces, and asked in a low voice:
　　 "Brother Gongming, what should we do now?"
　　 Zhao Gongming sent a voice and asked, "They have done it to Brother, did they do it before?"
　　 "This, not..."
　　The tall and thin Taoist smiled bitterly: "The poor Dao just came back from a friend Dongfu in the South China Sea, and they met the two of them. They said that there is a good baby to invite the poor Dao to observe.
　　 How did they get here, the two of them quarreled with each other, and also fought, one fell to the ground, vomiting blood in the mouth, as if seriously injured.
　　 Another person looked at the poor road instead, and said why the poor road hurt his brother...
　　 But I really didn't do it, I didn't do it at all, and I urged them not to fight like this! "
　　 Zhao Gongming frowned...
　　 These two guys who have been touched by him still play new tricks?
　　 wrong!
　　If you follow this routine, the other party must have hidden the treasure or formation of the picture...this is really difficult to deal with.
　　 Zhao Gongming's feet suddenly softened, and his movements were smooth and natural. He fell directly in front of the three people. With a wow, a large amount of blood foam was spit out in his mouth. His face was pale, his breath trembled, and Dao Yun shocked...
　　No matter what, lie down and talk!
　　The two old Taoisms sealed by Dinghai Shenzhu had more grief and indignation in their eyes, but they could not move at all.
　　In fact, as long as Zhao Gongming put away the Dinghai Shenzhu, these two Western masters wouldn't be able to talk at all, and turned their heads away...
　　 At this moment, the tall, thin old Dao suddenly felt stunned. Look at the left, look at the right, and tell Zhao Gongming:
　　 "Young Master Gongming, otherwise, lie down too?"
　　 "Don't," Zhao Gongming said quietly, and quickly heard the voice, "I'm here to stabilize them!
Brother 　　, you're going to Nanyuezhou, just off the coast of the South China Sea, just find a Poseidon Temple and look for the South China Sea Poseidon.
　　 Wait for the incarnation of Poseidon to appear, Brother Huang Long, tell him about this place and ask for a solution. I will go to Poseidon to thank you later! "
　　 This tall and thin old man is more confused.
　　 But listening to Zhao Gongming's eagerness, the master who explained the ranks of the twelve golden immortals didn't think much. Immediately, he performed magical powers, rushed out of this place, and flew northward.
　　 This flood, flood...
　　 Times have changed?
　　……
　　 on Xiaoqiong Peak.
　　【The story of Master Zu and Forgotten Lovers' broken mirrors is really difficult to operate. 】
　　However, this time the effort was not in vain. Although the two of them have not yet confided in each other, they have been able to communicate normally...
　　 Up to two times, you can dry the fire and enjoy it.
　　 Li Changshou glanced at the fairy consciousness, the little master ancestor and the forgotten lover who had gone to Xiaoqiongfeng’s back hill, and there was poetry in their hearts.
　　 ‘It was a pair of mandarin ducks, and they separated after two quarrels.
　　 Dao Tianxian is a good lover, but he is arrogant. ’
　　 Not bad, there is progress, and rhyme!
　　Li Changshou suddenly heard a few soft chants from behind, but it was Ling'e, the sister who was stroking the piano, gently opened the lips, and as her fingertips and strings fell, she sang softly:
　　 "Falling flower shadow is slow, tired bird Shen Xiayu.
　　Sijun why do you think of it, pity my colorful clothes. "
Ok?
　　Li Changshou glanced at her, Ling E immediately stopped the string, pursed his mouth, and showed a slight smirk to his brother...
　　 She didn't suggest anything!
　　 "Fifty words are fifty times."
　　 "Oh," Ling'e suddenly felt wronged.
　　 Xiong Lingli had already gone to the Ling Beast Garden to feed the spirit beasts. The tone of this place, she really couldn't appreciate it and couldn't adapt.
　　 Just like before I go out, I often disturb my father and mother at night...
　　Li Changshou also paid attention to the forgotten sweetheart and his ancestor for a while;
　　 The Forgotten Lovers arranged the fairy power around them, and Li Changshou could not hear what was said there without disturbing the Forgotten Lovers.
　　 At this time...
　　 A few sneaky figures came from the foot of Xiaoqiongfeng Mountain and drove the clouds over the woods.
　　 is headed by a dwarf who is absolutely five feet tall, Jiuwu.
　　 Behind Jiuwu, Jiu Shi, Jiu Er, Jiu Qi, and one more person, wrapped themselves in quilts, only missing a small face...
　　 Oh, Jiu Jiu.
　　 Dressed like this, Li Changshou almost didn't recognize it.
　　 As soon as Master Shi returned, Jiujiu was completely like encountering a natural enemy;
　　If a few sisters and brothers had to pull her over, she would definitely not be out of her luxurious set!
　　The five brothers, brothers, sisters, and sisters touched the lakeside cottage together;
　　Li Changshou is already talking about Jiuwu and Jiujiu, letting them pretend to enjoy painting and calligraphy here.
　　 Come to Xiao Qiongfeng to practice the method of gossip. Naturally, as long as you don’t quarrel there, the two are going to engage in Yinyang Avenue.
　　Few apprentices, the five apprentices who had forgotten their love, secretly entered the'Painting Exhibition' maze; Li Changshou turned off the maze directly so that they could clearly observe the situation of Houshan...
　　 Not long ago, Jiuwu stooped low and quietly came to Li Changshou, asking with concern:
　　 "Longevity, what happened here?"
　　 "What did Uncle ask?"
　　 "My master and your ancestor, don't pretend to be confused with my uncle!"
　　 Jiuwu used face-to-face sounding and asked, "They have returned to good condition?"
　　 "This, I don't know.
　　I am just a young student, but I dare not ask about the marriage of these predecessors. "
　　Li Changshou smiled calmly, and he asked in reply: "Master Uncle, other Master Uncle Jiu, how do you view this matter?"
　　 "How else can we look at it? We are disciples, but can't interfere with Master's things?"
　　 Jiuwu smiled and continued to speak:
　　 "This is naturally a happy event. We have listened to the elder sister many times before, and Master has a woman she loves deeply.
　　Most of the time, Master would be stunned at a portrait alone. The portrait was out of color and blurred, and Master still refused to accept it.
　　After getting started, Xiaojiu was brought here a few times by Master. Only a few of us knew that the woman in Master's heart was this Uncle Jiang. "
　　 A drink of black wine, and he laughed twice and asked:
　　 "If this is really done, what gift do you want to send to your teacher?"
　　Li Changshou smiled and said: "I can't do what I am good at.
　　 The wine squeezed his eyebrows for a while, "Teacher training is high and deep, so many years of self-cleaning, how can I use those things!"
　　 "Oh?" Li Changshou blinked. "Listening to Master Uncle's words, it seems that Master Uncle hasn't cleansed himself?"
　　 Uncle Shi Shi, don't pull your sword! "
"Hey!"
　　 The wine black was completely shocked, and stepped out in one step, and jumped into the lake with thunder.
　　 Jiuwu turned his head and saw that Li Changshou was standing alone under the willow tree, and his Taoist companions were more than ten feet away. He was accompanied by his brother and sister's appreciation paintings, and secretly observed the movement of Houshan.
　　Liu Wu stared at Li Changshou, his eyes full of resentment.
　　 The dwarf got out of the lake grayly, and the water stains on Zhenfei's robe stomped his feet, and he scolded: "You know you are pitting me!"
　　Li Changshou looked at the sky calmly, and said with a smile: "Sir, is there a ghost in your heart?
　　Is it possible to find the fox demon who was crushed outside the mountain gate? "
　　 "Go, don't want to flatten my innocence!"
　　 Jiuwu put his hands in his sleeves and scolded angrily:
　　 "I'm an apprentice to your wine, that's the sun and moon can be seen, the world can be proven, absolutely nothing!
　　Cough, to be honest.
　　Longevity, my elder sister heard that Uncle Jiang has many friends outside...
　　You said, among these people, will there be...well, that's not so good.
　　 We, as disciples, are a little worried that we will suddenly jump out a few people who are fighting with Master for jealousy.
　　 That will definitely affect Master's mentality of his monastic practice. Master's crossover is imminent. Under such circumstances, it is best to avoid it. "
　　Li Changshou said rightfully: "I will ask Shizu later on this matter, Shibo need not worry."
　　 Jiuwu busy said: "Then longevity teacher nephew."
　　 "This is just a trivial matter," Li Changshou said, "Sir, I have something to ask you."
　　 "Oh? But anyway."
　　Li Changshou took out a volume of books in his arms and stuffed them directly into Jiuwu's arms, whispering:
　　"Here are some small suggestions for the ancestor of the forgotten master.
　　My ancestors were ultimately thin, but it was better for the man to take the initiative. "
　　 The wine black gleamed in front of the eyes, and without any trace, the book slips into the storage bag sewn in the sleeve.
　　 looked at each other, and each smiled.
　　 "What are you two muttering about?"
　　 Jiu Shi greeted at the back, "Wuwu came over, how about this picture?
　　I want to exchange it with spirit stones, take it back and decorate it in our room. "
　　 Jiuwu promised and immediately slipped back.
　　Li Changshou said loudly:
　　 "The paintings here are all the disciples who practiced their pens when they were bored on weekdays.
　　Seven disciples Jiu Qi, who had forgotten his lover, laughed and said: "This level is just a work of pen writing. Can you have a great painting, Master or Nephew? Take it out and open our eyes to us."
　　Li Changshou shook his head with a smile.
　　 Jiuwu smiled aside: "Seven younger brothers, don't ask too much about this, you can't see the Dacheng paintings of the longevity master's nephew!"
　　 The wine Qi suddenly came to interest, chasing the wine Wu for a while.
　　 Li Changshou didn't say much.
　　 Actually, the master paintings known by Jiuwu Master are only "Bai Mei Lao Tu" and "Bai Mei Lao Tu", that is nothing but Xiaocheng's work.
　　He is still more powerful now!
　　 Without any warning, a faint cry came from Li Changshou's heart...
　　 ‘Is Poseidon...Poseidon...Daoyou...Maybe hear...’
Ok?
　　 The cries are intermittent and the ‘signal’ is very weak.
　　Li Changshou's left hand was shrunk in his sleeve, and he immediately pinched his fingers to reckon that a divine thought followed the sound and fell on a certain statue of his being shouted.
　　 As soon as he arrived at this idol, Li Changshou was also surprised.
　　 This is not a ‘genuine sea statue’.
　　 This place is a coastal fishing village enshrining a mud statue with two big characters written on it-Poseidon...
　　But here ~EbookFREE.me~ is also a place where you can converge your incense, and this mud statue is also related to yourself.
　　 Such a simple clay figure is not included in his list of more than 23,600 gods.
　　 But when I thought about it, I was able to directly alarm him, the of sea, in this kind of place, and also brought the cry into my heart...
　　 who shouts is no different.
　　Li Changshou stared at the mud statue in front of his mind, this Taoist who had some familiar faces but could not remember where he had met, carefully looked at each other for a while.
　　 This person is tall and thin, wearing a loose yellowish robe, with common hairpins, two palms like a fan, the overall temperament, giving a sense of relaxed and elegant.
　　 His face is clear, his forehead is wide and long, and his eyes are slender, but it is somewhat similar to the eye shape of his second teacher Ao Yi...
　　 Moreover, this person exudes a little coercion, and there is a little mysterious Daoyun that returns to the original...
　　 From cultivation, it is definitely a master.
　　 The old man again shouted: "Poseidon, may you hear Poseidon? Is Poseidon coming?"
　　 A mortal aunt carrying a bamboo basket happened to pass by, and couldn't help reminding:
　　 "You old man is so strange, how can you shout at the sea god?"
　　 We are just a little idol here, if you really want to worship the sea god, go to the big temple in the city! "
　　 "Hey, thank you for reminding, thank you for reminding."
　　The old man wiped the sweat on his forehead, turned around and drove directly to the cloud, heading towards the nearest city.
　　 The passing aunt could not help but startled. The bamboo basket on her wrist fell to the ground and fell to the ground...
　　 Old salted fish.