The remote boundary where the South China Sea and the West Sea meet, and it is in several major arrays.

Zhao Gongming looked down at the two saint disciples of the Western Sect, and swept his hand casually, smoothing out the mighty waves on the sea, and the twenty-four Dinghai Divine Beads slowly rotated......

In front of him, the two Western Sect masters had blood at the corners of their mouths and their breath trembled, but they were firmly fixed by the Dinghai Divine Bead and couldn't move.

At this moment, the faces of these two veterans are very complicated, some are frightened, some are helpless, and of course, the most are anger.

It's the second time!

It's the second time!

Although it was the two of them this time, they deliberately calculated and explained the Huanglong Daoist first, and borrowed Zhao Gongming's unique method of calculation......

But they didn't hurt the Huanglong Dao people at all! Just according to the experience of being touched, the scene was reproduced once!

This Zhao Gongming couldn't help but say, he rushed up directly and beat them fat, damaging their thousands of years of Taoism, this beam is really finished!

Zhao Gongming was also groaning at this time......

The fight just now was easy, and the retention was less, and the two Western saint disciples were beaten to the detriment of Taoism and Taoism.

This time it didn't take much ......

On the side, the tall and thin Taoist saluted forward, his eyes were full of emotion, and he said:

"Thank you, Senior Brother Gongming, for breaking the siege!

If it weren't for the appearance of Gongming's junior brother, he wouldn't know what to do. ”

Zhao Gongming laughed dryly, and said with a smile: "It's a trivial matter, Senior Brother Huanglong doesn't have to mind." ”

The tall and thin Taoist took two steps forward, looked at the two plainly dressed Western veterans in front of him with sad and angry faces, and asked in a low voice:

"Senior Brother Gongming, what should we do now?"

Zhao Gongming asked, "They did it to you before, senior brother?"

"This is not ......"

The tall and thin Taoist smiled bitterly: "Poor Dao just came back from a friend's cave in the South China Sea, and I met the two of them, and they said that there was a good treasure for Poor Dao to observe.

Unexpectedly, the two of them quarreled with each other and fought, and one fell to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, as if he was seriously injured.

The other person looked at Poor Dao instead, and said why Poor Dao hurt his senior brother......

Poor Dao really didn't do it, he didn't do it, and he persuaded them not to be so ruthless!"

Zhao Gongming frowned suddenly......

These two guys who have been touched by him have also played new tricks?

Wrong!

If this routine is followed, the other party must have hidden a treasure or formation for the photo at this time...... It's really hard to deal with.

Zhao Gongming's feet suddenly softened, his movements were smooth and natural, and he fell directly in front of the three of them, wow, a large piece of blood foam spit out from his mouth, his face was pale, his breath trembled, and his voice trembled......

Anyway, lie down first!

The two old Daoists who were sealed by the Dinghai Divine Bead had even more grief and indignation in their eyes, but they couldn't move at all.

In fact, at this time, as long as Zhao Gongming put away the Dinghai Divine Pearl, these two Western masters would not say anything cruel, and would directly turn around and leave......

At this moment, the tall and thin old man was suddenly stunned, looked left and right, and said to Zhao Gongming:

"Senior Brother Gongming, why don't you lie down in the poor way?"

"Don't," Zhao Gongming remained silent and hurriedly said, "I'll stabilize them here first!"

Senior brother, you go to Nanganbu Continent, just off the coast of the South China Sea, just find a Poseah Lot temple to go in, and find the Poseidon of the South China Sea.

When the incarnation of the sea god appears, Senior Brother Huang Long, you can tell him about the matter here, ask for a solution, and I will definitely go to the sea god to thank you later!"

This tall and thin old way is getting more and more confused.

But listening to Zhao Gongming's eagerness, this master of the Twelve Golden Immortals didn't think much about it, and immediately exerted his magical powers, rushed out of the large array here, and shot towards the north.

This flood, this flood, the desolation......

Times have changed?

......

On the peak of Little Qiong.

[The story of the reunion of the master and the forgetful master is really difficult to operate. 】

However, this time the effort was not in vain, although the two have not confided their hearts to each other, they have been able to communicate normally......

At most twice, you can dry the firewood and have fun.

Li Changshou glanced at it with immortal sense, and the little master and the master who had gone to the mountain behind Xiaoqiongfeng to stroll were poetic, and couldn't help but groan twice, and chanted in the bottom of his heart:

It was originally a pair of mandarin ducks, and they quarreled twice and separated.

The capital is a good couple, but it is arrogant and sullen. ’

Not bad, yes, there is growth, and it rhymes!

Li Changshou suddenly heard a few soft chants behind him, but it was Ling'e, the senior sister who was stroking the qin, lightly opened her lips, and sang softly as her fingertips and strings fell:

"The shadow of the falling flowers is delayed, and the tired bird sinks into the feathers.

Sijun thinks about it, and pities my colorful clothes. ”

Well?

Li Changshou glanced at her, and Ling'e immediately stopped her strings, pursed her lips, and showed a slight smirk at her senior brother......

She didn't hint at anything!

"Steady words have been written fifty times. ”

"Oh," Ling'e suddenly aggrieved.

Xiong Lingli had already gone to the Spirit Animal Garden to feed the spirit beasts, and she really couldn't appreciate the tone of this place and couldn't adapt to it, afraid that she would snore like thunder when she fell asleep, disturbing them.

Just like before going out, I often disturb my parents at night...... The same.

Li Changshou paid attention to the Venerable Master and his own ancestor for a while;

The Venerable Master had arranged immortal power around the two of them, and Li Changshou couldn't hear what was being said without alarming the Venerable Master.

At this time......

A few figures are sneaky, coming from the foot of Xiaoqiongfeng Mountain, clinging to the sky above the woods.

The leader is a dwarf man who is definitely no more than five feet tall, Jiuwu.

Behind Jiu Wu, Jiu Shi, Jiu Lu'er, Jiu Qi, and one of them wrapped their whole bodies in the quilt, leaving only a small face......

Oh, Jiujiu.

Dressed like this, Li Changshou almost didn't recognize it.

As soon as the little master came back, Jiu Jiu was completely like he had encountered a natural enemy;

If it weren't for a few senior sisters and brothers who had to pull her over, she would definitely not have come out of her own luxurious array!

These five brothers, brothers, sisters, and sisters touched the front of the thatched hut by the lake together;

Li Changshou has already spread the word to Jiuwu and Jiujiu, asking them to pretend to appreciate calligraphy and painting here.

Come to Xiaoqiongfeng to practice the method of gossip, naturally, as long as you don't quarrel with the two people over there who are going to engage in the Yin and Yang Avenue.

After a while, the five apprentices of the Master of Forgetfulness secretly entered the maze of the 'art exhibition', and Li Changshou turned off the maze so that they could clearly observe the situation in the back mountain......

After a while, Jiuwu lowered his body, quietly came to Li Changshou, and asked with concern:

"Longevity, what's going on here?"

"What did Uncle Shi ask?"

"My master and your master, don't pretend to be confused with my uncle!"

Jiuwu faced each other and used the method of voice transmission to ask, "Have they been reconciled?"

"I don't know.

I'm just a little disciple, so I don't dare to ask about the marriage of these seniors. ”

Li Changshou smiled calmly, and asked rhetorically: "Uncle Shi, what do other uncles and uncles think about this matter?"

"What else can you think? We are disciples, can we still interfere in Master's affairs?"

Jiu Wu smiled and continued to speak:

"This is naturally a great joy, we have heard the senior sister say many times a long time ago, the master has a woman who he loves deeply.

Many times, Master would be stunned by a portrait, and the portrait was already empty of color and ink, and Master still refused to accept it.

After Xiao Jiu entered, he was brought here by the master a few times, and a few of us knew that the woman that the master was thinking about was this Uncle Jiang. ”

Jiuwu paused, laughed twice, and asked:

"If this really happens, what congratulatory gift do you want to give to your nephew?"

Li Changshou said with a smile: "What I am good at can't be pill wine." ”

Jiu Wuwu suddenly squeezed his eyebrows for a while, "The family teacher has cultivated to a high level, and he has been clean and self-conscious for so many years, where can he use those things!"

"Oh?" Li Changshou blinked, "Listening to Uncle Shi's words, it seems that Uncle Shi has not cleaned himself?"

Uncle Wine Master, don't draw your sword!"

"Hey!"

Jiuwu was startled, rushed out in one step, and jumped straight into the lake with lightning speed.

Jiuwu turned his head to look, but saw Li Changshou standing alone under the willow tree, and his Taoist companion was more than ten zhang away, accompanying his younger brothers and sisters on the surface to 'appreciate' the paintings, and secretly observing the movements in the back mountain.

Jiu Wu glared at Li Changshou, his eyes full of resentment.

The dwarf man came out of the lake in a gray way, shook the water stains on his robe, stomped his feet, and scolded: "You know that you are a master and uncle!"

Li Changshou looked at the sky calmly, and said with a smile: "Uncle Shi, don't you have a ghost in your heart?"

Could it be that you are looking for the fox demon who was crushed outside the mountain gate?"

"Go, don't tarnish my innocence!"

Jiu Wu put his hands in his sleeves and scolded angrily:

"I treat you with wine, that is the sun and the moon, the heaven and the earth can be proven, there is no second heart!

Ahem, get down to business.

Longevity, my senior sister heard that Uncle Jiang has a lot of friends outside......

You say, will there be any one among these people...... Well, that's it...... That's not a good thing to say.

As disciples, we are a little worried about whether a few people will suddenly pop up and compete with the master and become jealous.

That will definitely affect Master's state of mind in cultivating the Dao, and Master's calamity is imminent, so it is best to avoid such a situation. ”

Li Changshou said: "I will ask the ancestor about this later, and the uncle doesn't have to worry." ”

Jiu Wu hurriedly said: "Then it will bother the longevity master and nephew." ”

"It's just a trivial matter," Li Changshou said, "Uncle Shi, I also have something I want to ask you." ”

"Oh, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it. ”

Li Changshou took out a book in his arms, stuffed it directly into Jiuwu's arms, and said in a low voice:

"Here are some tips for the forgetful master Bozu.

My ancestor is thin-faced after all, and it is better for the man to take the initiative in this matter. ”

Jiuwu's eyes lit up, and without a trace, he put the book into the storage treasure bag sewn in his sleeve.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"What are you two muttering there?"

Jiu Shi greeted from behind, "Wuwu is here, how about taking a look at this painting?"

I want to exchange the spirit stone and take it back to decorate it in our room. ”

Jiuwu agreed, and immediately slipped back.

Li Changshou said loudly:

"The paintings here are all works of the disciples who practice their pens when they are bored on weekdays. ”

The seventh disciple of the Venerable Master, Jiu Qi, said with a smile on the side: "This level is only a work of practicing brushwork, do you have a masterpiece of painting, senior nephew, take it out and open our eyes." ”

Li Changshou suddenly shook his head with a smile.

On the side, Jiu Wu smiled and said: "Seventh junior brother, don't ask too much about this, you must not look at the Dacheng paintings of the longevity master and nephew!"

Jiu Qi suddenly became interested, and chased Jiu Wu for a while.

Li Changshou didn't say much.

In fact, the Dacheng paintings known to Jiu Wu Shibo are only "Hundred Beauty Old Picture" and "Hundred Beauty Old Picture", which are just small works.

Now, he's even stronger!

Without warning, a faint cry came from the bottom of Li Changshou's heart......

'Is the god of the sea there...... Poseidon...... Daoyou ...... You may hear it......

Well?

The shouts were intermittent, and the 'signal' was very weak.

Li Changshou shrank his left hand in his sleeve, and immediately pinched his fingers to calculate, and a divine thought followed the sound and landed on a certain idol that he was called out for.

When he first arrived at this statue, Li Changshou was also stunned.

This is not a 'genuine statue of the sea'.

This place is a coastal fishing village, enshrined in a clay statue, on which are written two big characters - the god of the sea......

But here, it is also regarded as a place where he gathers the merits of incense, and this clay statue is also related to himself.

Such a simple clay statue is not counted among the more than 23,600 statues of his gods at this time.

But after thinking about it, he could directly alarm him, the sea god himself, in such a place, and also transmitted the shout into his heart......

The person who shouts is not trivial.

Li Changshou looked at the clay statue with his divine thoughts, and this Taoist who was a little familiar but couldn't remember where he had seen it, looked at the other party carefully for a while.

This person is tall and thin, wearing a loose pale yellow robe, bound with a common hairpin, two palms like a fan, and the overall temperament gives people a sense of ease and elegance.

He has a clear face, a wide and long forehead, and slender eyes, which are somewhat similar to the eyes of his second sect leader, Ao Yi......

Moreover, this person exudes a faint coercion, and there is a little bit of mystical rhyme that returns to the basics......

In terms of cultivation, he is definitely a master.

The old man shouted again: "The god of the sea, the god of the sea, do you probably hear? Is the god of the sea coming?"

There was a mortal aunt carrying a bamboo basket on the side who happened to pass by and couldn't help but remind:

"You old man is so strange, why are you shouting at the statue of the sea god?

If you really want to worship the god of the sea, go to the big temple in the city!"

"Hey, thanks for the reminder, thanks for the reminder. ”

The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned around and drove directly to the clouds, heading towards the nearest big city.

The aunt who was passing by couldn't help but be startled, and the bamboo basket on her wrist fell to the ground and fell to the ground......

Old salted fish.

(End of chapter)