Vol 2 Chapter 331: It's you, Li!

Jade Emperor, how could he be so fast this time?
This is not heaven, this is not heaven.
It takes a few decades to consolidate a purpose on weekdays. The process of the promotion of the gods will last for more than ten or twenty years. Ordinary days will come up with a two or three days of busy schedules!
Even if removing the remnants of the former dynasty is the highest priority, then Huaritian dispatched troops, it must have a process?
The sun star is moving outside the sky, and at this time, the sun is slanting west, and the soldiers are driven from the heavens.
Not to mention, the incarnation of the Jade Emperor has to hide his whereabouts, wait for the opportunity to break out, and then prepare some forefathers to kill the land pressure...
How do you see His Emperor Jade Emperor's expression just now?
Fortunately, looking at the reaction of the Jade Emperor, he stopped the Jade Emperor at this very moment...
In the Hall of Ling Xiao, Li Changshou waited quietly, his face full of ‘Who am I, where am I’.
Hardcore confused.
Jade Emperor closed his eyes and stared, his mind fell on Huaritian, and the soldiers will leave quietly, the extremely magnificent sun star.
Sun star, Pangu's left eye beads, and the sun of heaven and earth.
The sky is not complete, the sun star was once driven by the goddess of the sun, ‘Xihe’, driving from east to west every day.
In ancient times, the Jinwu family born on the sun star entered its heyday. After Xihe became a demon demon, the demon emperor Jun built the Jinwu Palace, where Xihe and Ten Princes lived.
Since then, the movement of the Sun Star has been taken over by Heaven.
At the end of the antiquity, at the end of the Lich War, the Terran army knocked down the demon court, and the demon emperor went to die;
Millions of people also besieged the Jinwu Palace, Xi and suicide, and most of the Jinwu Palace was destroyed.
Now standing outside the sun star and looking inside, after that layer of natural fire separation, you can still see a series of ruins; countless treasures have been transformed into bright and solid under the sun's true fire scrap.
Originally, the group of soldiers brought by Huaritian had already passed the large array of fire from the outer periphery of Sun Star;
Li Changshou played in time, the Jade Emperor changed his mind, and Hua Ritian spread voices everywhere, saying that there might be an ambush here, and temporarily retreated.
The heavens he brought will immediately fight the twelve points of spirit, and without turmoil, he evacuated here in an orderly manner.
at the same time;
In the deepest part of these ruins, a hall that collapsed most of the time.
An old Tao Pan sat in the corner of the ruins, surrounded by layers of enchantment.
His face was pale, his breath was trembling, and his robe was covered with blood stains. Seeing the direction and shape of the blood stains, it seemed that they were all...
Squirted out.
The hall is very cool, and there seems to be a way to isolate the heat waves all over the sun.
And in front of this old Tao, the blood spewed into a stream, surrounding the old Tao.
If you let someone else see you, you will think he is doing some magic...
This old man didn't even realize that the figure of the sky will come and go outside the sun star, and the state is already very poor.
'how so? Why is this so? ’
The old man opened some godless eyes, and inexplicably began to tremble again, so he had to close his eyes again to calm down the fluctuations in his heart.
The initial injury came from his own big baby, chopping the fairy flying knife.
At that time, when the Sword Flying Sword was refined, the spirit of the Flying Sword suddenly awakened and almost killed him with a knife.
This made Lao Tao only temporarily ban the Xian Xian Fei Dao, and then heal quickly...
But next...
It’s just simple meditation, but it can attract the devil;
I just carefully understood my own way, but was tremored by the avenue that is hard to encounter for thousands of years, 100,000 years, and my own way was injured by the avenue...
Healing wanted to find a panacea. He could get the magic weapon of the wrong storage. As soon as he was dazed, he swallowed a poison pill...
"Cough! Cough!"
The old strongman didn't spit out a bit of blood and opened his eyes again.
This time, he carefully took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and repeatedly confirmed that it was a porcelain bottle with Baodan healed.
The old man smiled a little, but after opening the ban on the bottle, the smile instantly solidified.
He fell outwards, a pile of immortality debris fell into his hands, and the last medicinal properties on it quietly dissipated...
Elixir broken, broken? !
Although there is indeed such a saying, if the power of the panacea is out of control, there will indeed be a case of broken pandan, but this is it!
The corner of Lao Dao's mouth trembled, and two tears slowly slipped from his old cheeks...
What exactly happened here?
In fact, when such a situation first appeared, the old man was immediately alert, and the first thought was-
[Can I lose my luck? 】
But the elders carefully pinched and calculated, and found that the luck they still have is still there.
[Or do I owe merit? 】
Lao Tao took out his second magic weapon and looked carefully.
This is a curse book, which was refined by the master of the court at that time, and the overall concept was proposed by the demon master Kunpeng as a mystery for the court to punish the demon.
The book is titled "The Book of Seven Arrows with Nails", and it was announced to the outsiders that you only need to know the name and eight characters of a spirit to worship it.
In fact, that's a guise. It's very difficult to apply this seven-headed method.
The first is a ray of primordial spirit and a breath of cursed spirit, both of which are indispensable; then inject this primordial spirit and breath into this book, and then the drafter needs to visit and shoot arrows regularly every day.
The cost of the seven-headed book of nails is also extremely huge. The most important point is that this thing will either damage merit or luck.
If the spellcasting is half done, and the merits or luck can't be continued, the caster will be repulsed by the spell and turned into blood water directly...
During the heyday of the demon court, there was no lack of merit, and the seven-headed book of nails was also a dark arrow hanging above the heads of the monsters.
But now, this book is for the old Tao, who is the land pressure Taoist, that is...
Just leave a memorial.
The adversaries he fought with can not use this treasure naturally; if he can't fight with it, and he doesn't have so many merits and luck, to curse such a master to death, it is tantamount to burning all jade.
It was initially determined that it was not the bad luck caused by this object, and the land pressure Taoist was caught in greater doubt.
And until today, his injury is still not improving, and Dawke is on the verge of collapse at any time, and his situation is even more sad...
[Can it be that the sky is going to die me? 】
The land pressure Taoist looked up at the sky, only to see the ruined roof of the temple, and the sky woven by the tongue of fire outside.
With a bitter smile, he stood up tremblingly, picked up the big gourd on his back, and raked in a figure, staggering toward the depths of the hall.
But dozens of feet, he fell several times, vomited blood several times, his heart was about to move, and his energy seemed to be taken out.
This old man went to a corner of the hall, and barely pointed out a beam of fairy power, which activated a formation method here and planted it into it.
The next moment, his figure disappeared here, appearing inside the star core of the sun.
And this formation suddenly went awry, and suddenly...
Burned.
Inside the star core, a small palace is hidden in the colorful fire of the sun.
The figure of the land pressure Taoist fell to the front of the hall, surrounded by flames, turned into a three-legged golden black, and then turned into a young man in a golden robe and a beautiful face, dragging the big gourd, walking. Stumble into it.
The hall was empty and there was only a crystal coffin.
Outside is obviously a hot spring of heaven and earth, but here, there is a ray of cold similar to the lunar star core.
This ray of cold wrapped the crystal coffin. Inside the crystal coffin was a beautiful woman dressed in white. She seemed to have fallen asleep, still exuding a little coercion.
The young man in the robe walked in front of the woman in two or three steps, bent his legs, knelt down, took a light breath, and said in dismay:
"Mother...please tell the baby what he did wrong again, God will die like this..."
The woman was just a corpse, with no spirits or gods, and she had no reaction.
Lu Ya smiled bitterly, feeling that his injury was about to recur, and stood up, slowly walked to the crystal coffin and sat down against his mother.
His eyes closed gradually, his whole body was filled with miserable words, and the old ballad was hummed...
"From Tanggu Xi, the sky tour...belong to Yu Yuanxi, Yu Ganyuan..."
"Ugh."
Suddenly a sigh came from the side, the land pressure Taoist's spirit was shocked, whispered the word'Niangniang', a flash of white shadow flashed, and land pressure's figure disappeared.
At the same time, there is a valley somewhere on the border between Nanzhou and Dongshengshenzhou.
The black panther, who was taking his wife ‘By no problem,’ suddenly shouted, rolled her eyes, and slowly fell.
The wooden sign with the name "Land Pressure Taoist" disappeared from the sky.
"Husband! What's wrong, Husband!"
Shui Yaomiao Miao shouted hurriedly.
She cultivated to a low profile, and she couldn't see it at this time. A black ganoderma emerged on top of the panther's head; this ganoderma shattered rapidly at this moment, and the wisps of mysterious power of heaven became invisible.
In a flash, Ganoderma is only one tenth of its original size...
Li Changshou, a Taoist who hides hundreds of miles away, sees this scene in his eyes.
The Black Panther was just a demon soul concussion, comatose itself, but was not injured.
What about this Ganoderma?
‘Repelled? ’
In the Tianting Lingxiao Hall, Li Changshou frowned slightly, and he kept calculating.
Could it be that Heavenly Master thinks this guy is too toxic and weakens it forcibly?
Or the land pressure is too strong for the Panther milk?
The scene of the collapse of the black ganoderma just now seems to indicate that the black panther's toxicity has weakened...
Li Changshou groaned in the bottom of his heart, and directly burned the paperman who had appeared in front of the black panther, and added a paperman to'surveillance' in the past.
Anyway, no matter what kind of situation, it has nothing to do with his small water god.
"Chang Geng."
On the throne of Lingxiao Temple, Emperor Bai Yi opened his eyes and smiled:
"I've got people back.
I see that it is mentioned in the Chang Gengzuo table that the local government can be attributed to the Heavenly Court and the sequence of the Three Realms. How should this be done? "
Li Changshou smiled and said: "Dragons have dragon kings, and Yan Jun in the prefecture. When the time is right, your majesty can also seal the land of Dade. Although there is no lack of merit in the prefecture, the Yinji of the prefecture also cares."
"Oh?"
Jade Emperor immediately came to be interested, "Chang Geng Ai Qing seems to have done enough homework. In detail, compared to dealing with the remaining evil of the demon court, this is the big thing to revitalize the heaven!"
Li Changshou made a Daoji, weighed one or two, and talked eloquently.
This also requires a handful of spices, cough, and also from the Wu people of Beiju Luzhou!
The result of the final discussion on this matter was not as long as he expected-he became the executive director of the next big show and got the letter of appointment from the Jade Emperor.
Another great merit, beckoning to him in front, seems to be shouting ‘Come, fairy’...
Fortunately, Jade Emperor did not give him a time limit, but also advised him to rest for a few years first, not to spend too much effort.
Li Changshou took the lead in giving thanks, and agreed with his discretion.
...
Half a day later.
In the underground chamber of Xiao Qiongfeng, Li Changshou slowly opened his eyes, showing a little fatigue in his eyes.
In the past few days, he was drinking with Zhao Gongming and Huang Long, and discussing with the Jade Emperor how to bring the land under the rule of heaven.
When his [Water God] Paperman returned to the Water God Mansion, Uncle Zhao and Huang Long lived up and talked, and got up to leave, and the Black Panther also happened to wake up at this time...
Suddenly, Li Changshou became free, and he could only listen to the little stories between the black panther and the water demon.
"Husband, what's wrong with you?"
"Ma'am, just as if I saw a hydrangea in front of my eyes, the hydrangea shook me and I didn't feel it, and my heart just echoed the phrase "Moyao bye."
"You don't want to scare me, the writing on the wooden sign is gone."
"Oh? Could it be... I'm so magical, isn't it just by mouth?"
Li Changshou frowned.
Hydrangea?
He listened again for a while, and the conversation between the Black Panther and the Water Demon gradually became nutritious and gradually became indescribable.
Li Changshou withdrew his mind and considered it carefully.
Inevitably, the land pressure Taoist was overtaken by Black Panther milk, almost died, and rescued by the owner of the hydrangea...
Then the owner of the hydrangea shot out, warning the black panther, and wiped out most of the black panther's ‘toxicity’?
If the black panther is a tool of heaven, it is designed to serve the future catastrophe;
Wasn't the owner of the hydrangea owing heaven and earth cause and effect, and it is bound to be implicated in the future?
Li Changshou sensed the Tai Chi rhythm on his body, which made him slightly relieved.
Unexpectedly, his little original design at first, will eventually lead to the saint maiden.
[Why suddenly there is another kind of illusion that he has been arranged by Heavenly Master...]
Li Changshou sat there in deep thought.
It's a matter of saints, so I have to be more stable, but this time, it lasted two days and three nights.
He went to his hut again, spread out the paintings of the house one by one, and carefully modified some details.
The Great Tribulation of Gods, the Six Saints calculation...
I must not hold the heart of the game, I can only bind myself to the heavenly court, and intervene in a small calamity to change the tragedy of the Taoism to a limited extent.
The Luobao coin is already in hand, and the land pressure Taoist will also usher in a wave of calculations by the Jade Emperor.
If the land pressure can be intercepted ahead of time, and then the "Twenty-five Aberdeen Headmaster" of Landeng will be watched closely, there is much room for maneuvering.
Without setting the burning lamp of Poseidon, what can we use to open up the 24 heavens?
Li Changshou sat in the hut and calculated carefully.
After the Golden Fairyland, he was no longer sensitive to the passage of time, just thinking about it systematically, that is, rushing by in five or six years.
During these five or six years, Li Changshou wanted to walk around distractedly.
Helping the heavenly court, the Xielong tribe, and setting the position required him to participate in many things. The Jade Emperor promised him a holiday, but it was somewhat distant.
Xiaoqiongfeng's wandering plan is also in progress.
Ling'e sorted out the'details' of Xiao Qiongfeng, and Li Changshou also selected the'replacement peak' among the mountains in the south of the island of Nanbu, and began a comprehensive transformation.
The matter was prioritized, and Li Changshou was ready to wait for the completion of Xiaoqiongfeng's wandering plan before he began to study the matter of the local government.
Move to the old man's next door early to be able to settle things down early.
"Brother~"
In the bright sunshine, Ling'e flew out of the hut with refreshments.
Li Changshou stopped the paintbrush in his hand, stretched his lazy waist, and covered the drawing axis in front of her, so as not to be seen by Ling'e and let her get involved in the cause and effect here.
In the past few years, he has not closed his door, and the hut has also come and gone.
Prior to this, Uncle Jiujiu also turned around and saw that Li Changshou seemed to be "writing a biography", so he didn't dare to bother.
Ling'e sat on the kneeling side of the low table, offered tea and whispered, "Brother, Mo should be too laborious."
"Well, nothing," Li Changshou drank a sip of tea. "Manpower is sometimes poor, and I also have misconceptions. I can only consider it as thoroughly as possible, and repeatedly check for loopholes."
Ling E pursed her mouth, but she did not know how to help her brother.
Li Changshou laughed: "There have been so many teenagers who have to go to the teacher outside the mountain gate..."
"Well," Ling E answered, talking about the anecdote heard in the door during this time.
Which elder found the good seedling to accept the disciples ahead of time, and which disciple had a distant relationship with the fairy in the door for thousands of years.
Li Changshou listened with a smile, and Xianzhi also carefully looked at the young men at the Shanmen Foreign Exchange to see if there were any earth-shattering good seedlings.
Suddenly the aura flashed, and some whim.
Li Changshou stared at a young man with thick brows and big eyes, dressed in a denim shirt, for a while.
The young man has bruised nose and bruises, and he seems to have rolled a large circle from the steps in front of the mountain gate;
At this moment he was holding a piece of dry food, his eyes firm and steady, precociously distressing...
Who is this?
Can he make him whim, is it the person who should be robbed in the great disaster?
Li Changshou was immediately intrigued, and a ray of sound penetrated into the young man's ear.
"Who are you?"
The teenager was startled, and looked up everywhere.
Li Changshou said again: "Mo is going to watch~EbookFREE.me~ I am in the mountains, talking to you with my spells."
Suddenly startled, the boy stood up quickly, kneeled down at the mountain gate, and shouted loudly in his mouth:
"I... the disciple is Li Jing! It is a tribe of Nanzhenzhou!
The disciple's hometown was repeatedly violated by demons. I begged the immortals to teach me Dharma and pass me the magic technique so that I could protect my hometown's tranquility! "
Li Jing?
Well, it was not easy for this child. The cloth shoes on the feet had holes. Several pairs of cloth shoes in the package were worn through the bottom. There was a Qi-environment on his body. He should have come directly from Nanzhou.
Unfortunately, the qualifications are not so good, it is estimated that the door will not... close...
Wait, what is this guy called?
Li!
Li Changshou, who was drinking tea, turned his head and sprayed a mist of water. Ling'e was caught off guard. He could only close his eyes tightly and withstand the sudden blow of the water god.