Vol 3 Chapter 689: Master, this time is really not deliberately calculated
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My Senior Brother is Too Steady
- Go back to business
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- 2021-03-02 10:50:05
‘I’m Biyun Boy, I’m panicking now. ’
Skull Mountain, in the mountainside cave mansion covered with fragrant grass, a little boy dressed in colorful clothes and carrying a flower basket walked out with his head down, his expression a little bit depressed.
Alas, the master let himself go down the mountain to pick flowers again.
I don’t know if I will meet the ferocious Uncle Ma Yuan in the cave next door again. I heard that this uncle has even eaten Jinxian, and he likes eating people the most.
Most of the boys like them are actually enlightened by mountain elves, mainly responsible for serving the master of the cave. When the master of the cave goes out, he also guards the gate.
If it exists for a long time and is full of spirituality, it is also possible to step into the advanced realm and become an official disciple.
For example, the most promising existence in their boy world, His Majesty the Jade Emperor of Heaven.
Of course, the Jade Emperor used to be the son of Taoist ancestor, and he was very scary with his feet, and he was considered a kind of innate power.
A boy like him...
There is little luck, a lot of chores, and the pressure of practice is high. There is no vacation at all. Master has to serve tea and water in the cave. Master is required to hurry up and practice spiritually when he goes out.
is such a tragic word.
Roar--
There was a low roar in the deep mountain, and Biyun boy trembled a few times, holding the flower basket and flying towards the valley below the mountain, his figure was also very fast, and the smoke disappeared.
Uncle Ma Yuan took it seriously, scared to death.
Puff puff.
There was a sound of flapping wings in front of him, and a spirit bird fell on the only way of Biyun Boy, with a strange light shining in the bird's eyes.
At the same time, at Chentang Pass, on the city wall where the Qiankun bow and the shaking arrow were sacrificed, there was also a similar-looking spirit bird that landed on the eaves of the tower, and the bird's eyes were watching Nezha who jumped here. .
The two spirit birds are made by Li Changshou's paper.
To be precise, these are two paper birds. They are mainly used for monitoring, sending letters, watching short clips at night, and searching for enemy tracks.
And what they saw with both eyes was projected into the special bronze mirror standing on Xiaoqiong Peak in the backyard of the Taibai Palace.
Li Changshou now can only observe this matter remotely.
Daozu suddenly summoned him in a dream. In fact, he was clearly telling him that the first battle of interpretation is about to start, so let him watch him by the side, don't take any shots.
Li Changshou’s words follow his usual style. He just says that he will leave the prehistoric land, but will not leave the prehistoric land too far, which can be regarded as a deterrent to the way of heaven.
talked with Daozu ‘openly and honestly’, and their positions are very clear.
Not to say whether this position is true or false, it is somewhat true or false;
Objectively speaking, Daozu does represent the heaven and the earth, and wants to suppress the vitality and avoid the disaster of the ancient famine and famine from happening again.
Li Changshou represents the side of living beings. He retains the fire to resist the world, but because he is a ‘vulnerable group’, he can’t take the initiative to lift the table.
On Tao in a dream, the two sides exchanged opinions on their respective views, and each took a half step back so that the two sides would not immediately fall into absolute opposition.
The Taoist ancestors wanted to preserve the original scripts of the gods, and use the Zhou dynasty to break the teachings, support the West, and prosper the heaven.
Li Changshou wants to protect several relatives and friends of Jijiao, try his best to let those who have no karmic obstacles on the list, preserve the vitality of the Taoist school, protect the will of the soul, and prosper the heaven.
In this discussion on the Tao, the new tacit agreement reached with each other is that Li Changshou will not interfere with Daozu's indirect promotion of the script, and Daozu allowed Li Changshou to fine-tune the script to retain the strength of the master of the creature.
It involves concepts such as ‘fate of life’, ‘equilibrium of all things’, ‘yin and yang theory’, ‘harmony of nature and man’, etc., and it can be regarded as a great old silver...cough.
The head-on collision of the two generations of good fortune-tellers.
"Hey," Li Changshou put his hands behind his head and yawned on the couch.
On the side, Ling'e, You Qin Xuanya, Xiong Lingli, and Chaos Zhong Zhongling sitting around a low table are each holding tea with white mist, eating snacks that Ling'e has made for a long time and discussing Each other's card skills, as well as the heavenly fun things heard by Qin Xuanya.
If this situation is a picture scroll, the one on Li Changshou's side can be marked as ‘Life Pressure’, and the label on the right is ‘Leisure Afternoon Tea’.
Ling'e and Youqin Xuanya's eyes always fall on Li Changshou from time to time.
Li Changshou suddenly called them over, but he didn't say what he was going to do, so they couldn't help but care a little.
The bronze mirror showed that Biyun Boy had already arrived in the valley, holding a branch, gently swept the flowers and plants in front of him, could not help but raised his hand and yawned.
Xiao Nezha bounced around on the city wall, lying on a cornice, with Erlang's legs tilted, and yawning, as if to take a nap.
Ling'e couldn't help asking: "Brother, is there anything wrong?"
"Ah, it's okay," Li Changshou replied casually, "I feel a little unhappy, so I call you to come over and testify together, so I can be more happy."
Chaos Zhong Ling Zhong Ling chuckled: "What is uneasy about you always?
Taibai Jinxing single-handedly pressed the dragons, we will hear a lot of discussions from creatures if we don’t go out. "
Li Changshou shook his head and sighed, frowning intently, and said in a low voice: "I just had a quarrel with Shizu, but I was warned by Shizu not to break his calculations. My heart is depressed."
Zhong Ling: Stay.
"I didn't hear anything, I didn't hear anything," Sister Zhong Ling rolled her eyes, "How can people teach you to be weird..."
"Ok?"
A wisp of Tai Chi figure and Taoist rhyme circled around, and Zhong Ling changed his mouth instantly.
"Weird, weird, weird."
"Huh," the spiritual sensation of Taiji Tu dissipated around Li Changshou's body, and it was apparent that he was supporting Li Changshou at this time.
Zhong Ling breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and patted his chest lightly, his little face full of fear.
Ling'e whispered: "No matter what, the master must be reasonable. The brother has done so many things for the heavenly court, and you can't just scold it."
Zhong Ling stared at Ling'e, dare you say this?
You Qin Xuanya frowned and asked: "The brother said that the ancestor... but the ancestor?"
"Don't discuss this anymore," Li Changshou waved his hand, "so that my master will not be upset when he hears it. Respecting the teacher and respecting the truth is the outstanding character of our predecessor.
Come and see, it's about to put on a good show. "
Li Changshou's voice just fell, and the voice of dialogue suddenly came from the side of Nezha in the bronze mirror in front of him that was used for the development of the two sides.
"General, the bow above our heads really can't be pulled by anyone?"
"A lot of gas refiners have tried it, this bowstring doesn't move," in the city gate cave, the rotating general and the guard discussed such a trivial matter.
The general lowered his voice and said, "It is said that our sergeant can't pull this thing away, otherwise the dragons who committed the crime last time would have used this bow and arrow to shoot them."
'S voice fell into Nezha's ears, and the boring little hero suddenly sat up.
Turned over, Nezha jumped into the tower, looking at the long bow and three long arrows that enshrine the three fragrances, the small brows suddenly frowned.
Feeling, just from his feeling...
This bow and arrow does not seem to be too powerful.
The longbow is wrapped in white cloth strips from top to bottom, and there is no radiance at all. The three arrows contain a kind of sharpness and evil spirit, but they always feel like they are not complete.
With a small hand stretched out, the longbow suddenly fell into Nezha's hands. Nezha looked up and down the longbow, which was much higher than him, and swung it in his hand.
"How powerful is it so light? Bragging."
Nezha tilted his head, then turned over and jumped out of the tower with a longbow, and jumped straight off the wall. The gatekeeper who was frightened and the people who were carrying various building materials were panicked.
"Why did you jump off the third young master! Such a high ground!"
"Did you fall? Don't fall."
"It's okay, it's okay...Is this this?"
Nezha waved his longbow and asked, "You just said that no one can pull it away, is that all?"
The general nodded quickly, repeatedly saying yes.
"Look at."
Nezha hummed softly, pressed the bow with his right hand, hooked his fingers on the bowstring, and applied lightly...Intensify the intensity...The veins burst...
hum~
The bow body trembled slightly, and streams of light appeared on it, and it became a long lock that was half a foot long.
Taibaigong produced · Baize craftsmanship · Longevity child lock!
Nezha's head tilted, his big eyes were full of light, and he suddenly became energetic.
"Fun, fun! It will shine!"
When the mortal soldiers saw this, most of their faces were covered with cold sweat.
The general hurried forward and said to Nezha: "Three young masters, the master of this thing has explained that you should not move.
You are waking up the magic soldier, maybe there will be some disaster. "
"Let's go," Nezha was a little disappointed, and threw the bright longbow back to the general's hand, "Really boring."
The general hurriedly lowered his head to laugh, and just grasped the arch of the longbow with his big hand, the long lock formed by the immortal light exploded straight away with a ping sound.
Li Changshou:...
This is really an unimagined way of lifting the ban.
Nezha's small eyes glared, feeling that he was a little bit ridiculed by this longbow's targeting.
The general was trembling with a tiger body, his eyes were red, and he almost cried with joy.
What kind of vision is this? What is this chance? !
God soldier chooses the master!
This must be the legendary soldier choosing the master!
Is it necessary to embark on a counter-attack road, add officials to nobles, conquer marquis, marry powerful women, and embark on the pinnacle of life!
"Hold the general's saber!"
The general guarding the city gate shouted and threw the long sword in his hand to the armored soldier behind him. With his arms bulged, he took a bow step and made a bow posture, looking towards the sky.
"Open!"
The bowstring trembles slightly with a slight amplitude, but the general's complexion is already flushed, and his whole body is constantly trembling, and a stale air falls from the back door, bringing out a ‘pork’ noise.
As soon as I heard the jingle jingle, a person on the road foamed and fell to the ground.
After a while, the goalkeeper knelt and sat on the ground weakly. The sound of an erhu came from nowhere, causing his eyes to gradually lose light, and he slowly lay on the ground, waving the ground weakly.
Heaven, Earth, why treat him so cruelly!
Since it is a treasure he missed, why give him that kind of hint!
After all, he is just a mediocre Chen Tangguan intermediate general, who can only take a mediocre salary and earn a small reputation, and when he saves enough money, he will go home to be a mediocre landlord master and buy a few beautiful maids. Have you spent your life in the ordinary...
Do not!
"Here, I will try again."
Nezha's fingers read his nostrils, the little hand stretched out, and the Qiankun bow immediately fell into the little hand.
This time, he took a breath, and his little face was full of seriousness. He learned the posture of the gatekeeper just now, took a lunge, and looked up to the sky.
Inhale, transport power, surging power, gathering spiritual energy.
The bowstring is pulled directly!
Nezha smiled from the bottom of his heart. At this time, he had already thought about how to encourage this uncle who was hit.
First, he drew the bowstring to show his supernatural power, and then smiled softly to the uncle and said:
‘Don’t be discouraged, I’m the reincarnated fairy.
As long as you practice hard, 100 squats, 100 pitches, 100 prone times, and fifty miles back and forth every day, you can definitely do it. ’
"what?"
Nezha suddenly felt that the longbow was absorbing his own spiritual power, and the bowstring had been pulled a little apart.
A ray of red light converged between his hands, and an arrow in the tower slowly dissipated, and quickly condensed in front of Nezha, perfectly embedded in the longbow.
Qiankun bow open!
Shocking arrows come!
Nezha feels that I still have more energy, so my small arms are stretched as far as possible, and the longbow is mostly opened!
This arrow!
Nezha suddenly has a kind of pride, wanting to shoot through the sky, just like the legendary Da Yi shooting the sun!
can continue to come! There is more power!
"Hey!"
Let Ben Xiaoxian see the real potential of your longbow!
Click, pop!
Nezha was caught off guard, the bowstring in his hand suddenly lost its strength, and his stature became unbalanced and leaned back!
I fixed my eyes, and the bow of the longbow actually broke off directly, and a few pieces the size of a fingernail jumped out, and Xiao Nezha also sat on the ground.
"Ah this!"
倀—
Nezha's Adam's apple trembles a few times, I can imagine the image of my father's anger.
There was instant silence in front of the gate of Chentangguan. The goalkeeper looked at the broken longbow in front of him in a daze. He couldn't help but feel sad. He realized that the simple and beautiful wish just now was hard to come true.
On Xiaoqiong Peak, Li Changshou frowned and watched this scene, wanting to laugh but a little worried.
Daozu shouldn't think he was deliberately messing up, right?
This wave of pure misunderstanding, the main responsibility lies in Mr. Bai Ze's skill, which has nothing to do with him.
On the other side of the bronze mirror, that Biyun boy had picked a basket of wild flowers and bounced back to his cave.
Although the boy didn't know what he had experienced, he became a little happier inexplicably.
"What is Xiao Nezha going to do?"
Ling'e asked in a low voice, and several people continued to stare at the bronze mirror.
I saw Nezha pat buttocks and stood up, tied the broken longbow with the cloth tape wrapped around the longbow, guiltyly played the slingshot string, and said to the general:
"If my father asks, you just say I broke it, don't worry."
The general was grateful for Dade immediately and almost burst into tears.
"That," Nezha whispered, "If my dad doesn't ask, don't take the initiative to say, this thing is just a decoration, it's an old thing, it's unusable."
"Yes, yes, I will understand at the end, the three young masters don't worry. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"
Nezha nodded calmly, holding a bow and arrow, leaping up to the tower lightly, returning the longbow to its original position, and then looked around with a guilty conscience.
slipped away.
On Xiaoqiong Peak, a few fairies chuckled again and again, but Li Changshou secretly wondered how the script of Heaven’s Path should be performed.
Is it difficult...
So, a few hours later, in the dead of night.
A black shadow sneaked into the tower quietly, took the longbow away, and sent back the assembled longbow before dawn.
Li Changshou hid in the dark watching this dark shadow, really dumbfounding.
This Maitreya, who takes care of everything and does everything, is a good old Western teacher, and has become a repairman.
early morning.
In the Li Mansion, Li Jing heard the rumors and took Nezha straight to the watchtower, seeing a flawless longbow.
By the way, those three arrows are all about the same length.
Li Jing sighed in his heart, shook his head slightly, and sighed at the long bow:
"Thank you, Xingjun."
In the corner of , a fat Taoist hit the wall, turned and walked away, leaving a cold snort.
This Li Changgeng, this hatred, poor Dao has written down!
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