A few days later, West Niuhe Island, the corner of Lingshan.

Wen Jing Daoist covered his left shoulder, his pretty face was pale and bloodless, his own breath fluctuated, and the blood-colored gauze skirt on his body became more and more vivid.

Behind the Wenjing Daoist, a man and a woman turned into Hongmeng beasts knelt on one knee, each with injuries;

Most of the man's chest was sunken in the beast, and the bones around the injury were shattered, and he was supported by mana at this moment.

Carefully identifying, the outline of the wound the size of this basin mouth is just a cow's hoof......

The atmosphere was slightly oppressive.

In front of Wen Jing Dao was the body of a fierce beast, and the coercion on it had not yet dissipated.

The body was more than two feet long, and it looked like a black-haired fierce bear, and at this time the body was mutilated and unrecognizable, and it was obvious that it had been attacked like a storm before it fell.

On the other side of the stump, several figures sat in the shadows, all of them patched robes.

An old Taoist looked at the shoulders covered by Wenjing Daoist, and said suspiciously:

"Green Ox?

Just a mount that beats you like this?"

Wen Jing Daoist hurriedly said: "Deputy Sect Master, that green cow is very powerful, and it is an ancient alien species, which is quite difficult to deal with!"

There is a steel ring in his hand, which is a secret treasure refined by Lao Jun, which can collect all kinds of magic weapons that can be taken off, and there is even a fan, just one moment, it will fan us out of the sky......"

"Bastard!"

There was a short and fat old man on the side, who was murderous and scolded: "The Yuan Tu Sword has not been retrieved, and you have been forced to be so embarrassed by a mount, what is the use of Lingshan asking for you!"

"Deputy Sect Master, yes, it's the god of water!"

Behind Wen Jing, the woman who turned into a fierce beast immediately shouted:

"It was the Heavenly Court Water God who made the move, he must have calculated this matter, and ambushed around the traitor iron fan early!"

The five veterans looked at each other a few times, and one of the elders in the center said in a deep voice:

"Really?"

Wen Jing frowned and pursed his lips, silent.

The woman shouted in a trembling voice: "Please also ask the deputy sect leader to spare your life, this matter is absolutely true!"

That rhyme breath, I will not admit that mistake, such a paper man is now only the water god in the Three Realms!"

The eyes of the veterans suddenly sharpened.

The short and fat old man, who was accustomed to pretending to be blackfaced, immediately scolded: "Hmph! What a Wenjing, why did you hide it before and didn't report it?"

Wenjing Daoist was a little speechless and stopped, and there was a slight hesitation in his beautiful eyes, as if he was weighing something.

The man who turned into a fierce beast looked up at Wen Jing's back, and a slight sneer crossed the corner of his mouth, so as a difficult expression, he said in a low voice:

"Deputy Sect Master, don't blame Commander Wenjing for this!

At that time, the water god appeared, and we were in a hurry, but it was still the incarnation of the water god that Wen Jing led to kill, so that we could escape smoothly and come back to tell the deputy sect leader about it. ”

"What did you say?"

An old Taoist suddenly stood up, his eyes widened, and he asked, "Wen Jing, did you really kill the incarnation of the water god?"

Wen Jing Daoist turned his head and glared at the man, who immediately lowered his head, seemingly quite frightened.

It's a contest of veteran actors.

"Bastard!"

Humpty Dumpty Old Dao shouted and scolded: "Some time ago, the teacher died, and in the past hundred years, you can't provoke the water god Li Changgeng, Wen Jing, you also know about it, and even killed the water god incarnation!"

That water god will repay, his scheming is gloomy, and he will definitely take revenge on our Lingshan!"

Another old man on the side sighed: "Wenjing, do you know that there was a senior brother who destroyed the incarnation of the water god, and he was bad at intercepting the sect Zhao Gongming, and the water god had not yet gained power at that time.

Now the god of water has been crowned with a platinum star and is in charge of the catastrophe...... Are you still afraid of him, and you have less grudge against us?"

Wen Jing Daoist slowly closed his narrow phoenix eyes, his eyes were a little helpless, and he was slightly mocking.

She sighed softly and said:

"If we don't kill the incarnation of the god of water, I'm afraid we won't be able to return here;

If the deputy sect leader thinks that Wen Jing has done something wrong, Wen Jing will be punished.

But in the end, I was a little unconvinced.

His water god is just a golden immortal incarnation there, if we don't kill him, we can't live, why can't we kill him?"

"Wen Jing, who are you throwing your face at?

The short-tempered short and fat old man was loudly reprimanding, and suddenly he heard a soft sigh, and the old man's loud voice stopped abruptly.

A figure in a gray robe appeared strangely in front of Wen Jingdao.

There is not even a trace of ripple in Qiankun!

Several veterans hurriedly got up, hurriedly bowed to the gray-robed figure, and said in unison:

"Teacher. ”

Wen Jingdao's body trembled, and he immediately bowed his head and knelt down, not daring to look up at this gray-robed old Daoist.

This breath, this faint coercion......

The true pillar of Western Christianity, the guide of the Six Saints!

"Wen Jing greets the Great Sect Master!"

"Well," he replied, his hands hanging at his sides, his body slightly rickety, "looking up." ”

A few drops of cold sweat broke out on the pale cheeks of Wenjing Daoren, and his Dao heart was cold.

The coercion of the saint, the secret in her heart, and such a close distance made her Dao heart lose almost instantly.

But after all, she is a ruthless mosquito Daoist, a Hongmeng fierce beast that came out of the sea of blood, her Dao heart is really tough, and she slowly raised her head at this moment, and her pupils were trembling in her narrow phoenix eyes.

The eyelids are half-drooping, and that gaze seems to be able to completely see through the pure Dao heart!

Wen Jing didn't dare to say anything at this time, his heart was blank, and he forced himself to think about the situation of the small world war a few days ago......

The raging green bull tore the beast with both hands;

She tore apart the paper man of the god of water between the lightning and flint......

"Don't be afraid. ”

The Daoist said this, took a step forward, bypassed the figure of the Wenjing Daoist, and came to the man who had turned into a fierce beast.

"Look up. ”

The man's Adam's apple, who was bowing his head and leaning over, shook up and down, and he quickly raised his head and looked at the saint......

After a while, the wide sleeves of the Taoist robe swayed slightly, and the man's eyes instantly darkened, and his figure suddenly collapsed, turning into a small pile of black sand.

There is no more half-cent fluctuation.

The Taoist said slowly: "Wen Jing has been promoted to the first place in the Dark Protector. ”

After saying that, the figure of the Daoist gradually faded, and in the voice of those old Dao leaders, it dissipated with the wind.

Wen Jingdao's face was pale, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

But the corners of her mouth showed a little smile, and she leaned down to thank her in the depths of the spiritual mountain.

"Wen Jing, thank you, master!"

The faces of those old Daoists were a little complicated, and when they looked at the graceful figure of Wenjing Daoist, they already showed a little gentle smile.

The short and fat old man who scolded Wen Jing the most fierce just now flicked his sleeves and turned around and walked away.

Half an hour later, Wenjing Daoren was in the cave.

A wisp of mosquito sound passed, and Wen Jingdao showed his figure, lying on the bed weakly, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Annoying......

She felt like she had survived the catastrophe, and her heart couldn't help but be filled with the voice from the water god that she had heard a few days ago......

No, it's already Lord Xingjun at this time.

[Wenjing, it's me.

The bull spirit in front of you is Lao Jun's mount, and its strength is above you.

Your identity must not be exposed even in front of Lao Jun's cow.

Take advantage of this opportunity, you might as well kill one of my paper Dao people, and later take one or two more men to escape back to Lingshan, so as to receive merit and consolidate your position in Lingshan.

Everything is improvised, and there is no need to hesitate to take action against me later. 】

On the bed, Wenjing Daoist frowned slightly, feeling the impact of the sage's coercion just now, and his pale complexion quickly returned to ruddy.

'How long do you want me to lurk in the West?'

What the hell do you want me to do here?'

The first Secret Protector, one of the three major Dharma Protectors of the Western Sect, is second only to several deputy sect leaders, and is still above the disciples of ordinary saints.

Wenjing Daoist sighed faintly......

It's getting harder and harder to do.

......

'Wen Jing should be fine. ’

Xiao Qiongfeng, in the scroll of a mural in the underground secret room, Li Changshou's body is pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back.

This time, it was always a little too presumptuous to let Wenjing Daoist 'make a rash move' and kill him as a paper Taoist incarnate to go back to receive merit, and it was always a little too presumptuous.

Although he thinks that what he does is seamless, he does it deliberately after all, and it is easy to show a flaw.

It's just that it's useless to think too much.

Wen Jing should have returned to Lingshan at this time, she herself is a Hongmeng fierce beast, a ruthless horn in the wilderness, if she encounters a dangerous situation, she will definitely be able to deal with it by herself, and she doesn't have to worry too much about whether she will be exposed.

Wen Jing, an old man who cherishes her life, will not joke with her own life.

I'm still worried, if the West teaches Wenjing too many benefits, will Wenjing be soft-hearted when the time comes in the future......

Immortal Sense captured the shadow of Ling'e coming from the clouds by the lake, and Li Changshou sat back in the bamboo chair, closed his eyes and continued to deal with the aftermath.

The green cow and the iron fan have also survived a 'small catastrophe' this time.

On that day, the picture of this bull storm hammering Hongmeng fierce beast made the iron fan obviously stunned......

She knew that Qingniu's strength was extraordinary, but she didn't expect it to be so arrogant!

Aunt Wen, who she had always feared and feared, was seriously injured by her lover, who she had entrusted her life to protect at the expense of herself......

Li Changshou's words to the iron fan, which appeared after the war, reversed many of the inherent impressions of the iron fan.

"Iron fan, you also have to try to trust the people around you, don't always take care of everything by yourself.

Many difficult things in your eyes may be just a trivial matter for Senior Brother Qingniu. ”

In an instant, the family status of Qingniu was raised by several levels!

"Dude".

At the end of this fierce battle in the valley, Qingniu, under the secret guidance of Li Changshou, used a banana fan to wave the Xuanyin wind, sending the Wenjing Daoist and the other two fierce beasts directly out of tens of thousands of miles.

Then, Qingniu took the silver-haired girl who couldn't return to God, and Li Changshou's paper Taoist, hurriedly left the small world, and went straight back to the land of Wubuzhou.

The iron fan was targeted by the Western religion, so naturally he could no longer continue to play in the mountains and rivers.

And most importantly......

Qingniu has been wandering for so long, and it's time to return to his job.

Under Li Changshou's arrangement, the iron fan was sent to the Southern Ganbu Zhou Shang tribe and handed over to Kong Xuan to take care of, just to be a playmate with the reincarnation of Qiqing.

Later, the green ox will be like Ao Yi, and will gather with the iron fan every once in a while;

If you can get Lao Jun's permission, it doesn't hurt for Qingniu to stay in the mortal world for a little longer.

Half a day ago, Li Changshou had entrusted the golden rope to the green cow, and the green cow brought it back to the Tushi Palace.

This is the end of the [cattle hunting] matter.

Having said that, how can a green cow and an Uncle Zhao move so fast?

Are you really worried about the future catastrophe?

Li Changshou could only laugh at this, taking advantage of the stability of this period of time and the unhappiness of the Western Sect, he reviewed the arrangements for the Great Tribulation of the Gods several times.

With Tiandou, we must be cautious, and it is not too much to stabilize a billion points.

As a result, a more serious issue was placed in front of Li Changshou.

Should he divide some energy and focus on the comprehension of the Eight or Nine Xuangong, and change from the previous 'casual practice' to 'study hard', so as to enter the last two realms?

Li Changshou had already noticed that the Eight or Nine Xuangong was not perfect, and for the human race, without the innate and strong body of the Wu Clan, there would always be some regrets in practicing the Eight or Nine Xuangong.

But the solution to this problem has been entrusted to Yan Jun and handed over to Li Changshou.

Ancestral Witch Origin Essence Blood.

Nine is the pole of the yang number, and eight is the pole of the yin number, such as the saying of 'nine palace gossip', and eight or nine Xuangong also have many meanings.

Of course, it can also be understood that the name of Eighty-Nine Xuangong originally means that there is a lack of 'one point' and it is impossible to return to the Ninety-Nine Essence.

This may be hindered by the Heavenly Dao, or it may be that Hou Tu Niang Niang cannot deduce this exercise to perfection, and in the end, it must be the essence blood of the ancestral witch to make up for the shortcomings.

Li Changshou tried to deduce for a few days, and found that the eight or nine Xuangongs with the help of the ancestral witch's essence and blood were very different from the eight or nine Xuangong without the help of the ancestral witch's essence and blood.

If you can get the help of the ancestral witch essence and blood, and practice this mystical skill to the extreme, you can have one more magical power-

As long as the original god does not die, the physical body can be reborn at any time!

Although there are thousands of methods of body cultivation left by the flood wilderness, the only one who can do this is this mystery.

In addition to delaying one's energy and distracting one's perception of the path of equilibrium, what harm can there be in practicing this skill?

Actually, no, overall, there are more means to save your life.

Or, practice for decades?

Since this time, the Six Saints rushed to Zixiao Palace to discuss the matter of becoming a god, and these decades have been a rare gap.

Li Changshou hesitated for a few days, but finally made up his mind to adjust the degree of supervision of the Heavenly Court, the Immortal League, and the Lintian Temple to the lowest level that he could accept, and began to ponder the Eight or Nine Xuangong with all his might.

This pondering, but I was fascinated and couldn't extricate myself.

Li Changshou gave up the perception he had gained from 'casual practice', carefully scrutinized and realized it from the beginning, and almost reached the point of forgetting about it.

With him, he walked out of the chamber much less often.

Every time Ling'e saw her senior brother, she found that the senior brother was either frowning and meditating, or meditating, and it was rare for her to be so focused on her own cultivation.

'Senior brother, this is ...... Have you hit a bottleneck?'

Thinking so, Ling'e could only burn a few more incense sticks in front of the master's tablet, wishing the senior brother to break through the bottleneck as soon as possible.

By the way, Ling'e temporarily sacrificed her cultivation and took the initiative to help her senior brother pay attention to the affairs of the Immortal League, and share some trivial chores for her senior brother.

What shocked Ling'e was that this state of senior brother lasted for more than ten years!

Is the senior brother thinking about how to become holy?

Are you going to behead three corpses?

What a threshold it should be to be stuck in the bottleneck of the senior brother for more than ten years!

Ling'e became more and more worried.

Fortunately, Li Changshou did not retreat for a long time, and went out and walked around every few months, dealing with various affairs, and instructing Longji to practice a few times.

Although Ling'e was worried, she didn't dare to ask more, for fear of putting more pressure on her senior brother.

In the sixteenth year of earnestly practicing Eight or Nine Xuangong, Li Changshou began to refine some elixirs, began to soak in medicinal baths, began to practice some ordinary swordsmanship, marksmanship, and boxing techniques, and began to arrange some thunder, fire, water, and wind lore arrays, and then entered the formation like a leisurely stroll to enjoy the bombardment of the formation......

On this day, Li Changshou had just walked out of the killing array outside the Danfang, refreshed, his eyes were clear, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he deduced the wonders of the Eight or Nine Xuangong in his heart.

Finally, I realized the comfort of having an epiphany before becoming an immortal......

"Teacher, senior brother?"

"Huh?"

Li Changshou collected his thoughts, looked at Ling'e, who was wearing a practice uniform on the side, and said softly: "What's wrong?"

"Senior brother," Ling'e asked worriedly, "Have you been stuck in the bottleneck for too long, and your Dao heart is a little unstable?"

Then, Ling'e came over, helped Li Changshou rub his arms, and said softly:

"Actually, you don't have to put too much pressure on yourself, you can't be in a hurry to practice.

There are many people who have been stuck for hundreds or thousands of years in the immortal card repair, senior brother, you have only been stuck for more than ten years, which is very common. ”

Li Changshou: ......

"I'm actually practicing a mystical skill," Li Changshou said, "This mystical skill has reached a later stage, and I need to use the power of heaven and earth to temper the flesh body and primordial spirit, and I just use the formation to ask for a trick." ”

Ling'e blinked: "Xuangong?"

"Oh," Li Changshou handed over a jade talisman, "Given by Hou Tu Niang, there are some annotations from me in it, you don't have to practice, just look at it." ”

Ling'e asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, is it because my qualifications are too poor that I can't practice?"

"No, this exercise requires some hardship, and it doesn't have much effect on you," Li Changshou said, "and if it is not properly controlled, it will become ...... Sharp figure. ”

Ling'e shook her hand, stuffed the jade talisman back into Li Changshou's hand, and immediately took three steps back, hugging Li Changshou and arching her fist.

"Farewell, no need, thank you brother!"

Li Changshou smiled and said nothing, took back the jade talisman prepared for Yang Jian, and said, "Go and call Lingli over." ”

After saying that, he floated back to the Dan room with his hand, preparing to open the furnace to refine the elixir that enhanced the strength of the physical body.

Not long after, Ling'e hurried over with Xiong Lingli.

Li Changshou asked Xiong Lingli a simple question.

[Do you want to be stronger?] 】

Xiong Lingli nodded decisively, and with a little expectation on her lovely face, she whispered:

"Cousin, I'm a fool in cultivating Yuan Shendao, I can't understand many truths, and I haven't been able to become an immortal for so many years......

Hehe, I haven't been able to really Bigu, and I'm embarrassed. ”

Li Changshou stopped busy in his hand, took out a wine jug in his arms, and said with a smile:

"You already have the blood of the Wu clan, and now you have practiced the Dao Dao for a long time, which really proves that you can't go through this road. ”

Xiong Lingli sighed a little disappointed.

Ling'e hurriedly said: "Uncle Lingli, don't worry, Senior Brother said this, there must be a way to help you enhance your strength." ”

"That's right," Li Changshou pushed the wine jug in his hand with immortal power, "In this, half a drop of the power of the ancestral witch's essence blood is dissolved, and it is the most stable and gentle Houtu essence blood."

I've calculated that this is the limit of what you can handle.

Next, you take a sip of the wine every month and practice this set of exercises at the same time. ”

As he spoke, Li Changshou took out two painting shafts from his sleeves and spread them out out of thin air in front of Xiong Lingli.

"In order to make it easier for you to understand, I have made a picture of the operation path of the mana in the body and various cultivation techniques, you may understand?"

Xiong Ling nodded heavily, his eyes full of excitement.

And so, decades later.

......

It has only been three years and four months since the Dao Ancestor set the day when the Six Saints went to Zixiao Palace to discuss the matter of sealing the gods.

Li Changshou has been practicing steadily in the mountains in recent decades, which makes Ling'e quite happy in her heart......

On this day, Li Changshou finished the study stage of eight or nine Xuangong, officially went out, and found Ling'e who had just finished enlightenment by the lake, and told Ling'e not to go out, he had something to go out.

The corners of Ling'e's mouth twitched slightly, and she muttered a few words:

"Senior brother, what you should be worried about now is not that I am going out, but that someone is coming to our Xiaoqiongfeng. ”

"Well, you're right. ”

Li Changshou sighed softly and looked at the ...... by the lake I don't know when the extra 'mountain' came out.

"Huh?"

Feeling Li Changshou's gaze, the summit of the mountain that was hundreds of zhang high slowly twisted, revealing a huge 'lovely face'.

Bear smart!

She was squatting on the ground, raised her incomparably thick arms hundreds of zhang long, and shook Li Changshou 'slightly'.

Thunderous 'shouts of boos' exploded on the edge of the lake, bringing waves on the surface of the water.

"Cousin~brother!you-out-off-la-"

Ling'e couldn't help but hold her forehead with one hand, and Li Changshou was happy in her heart.

Fortunately, under the influence of the ancestral witch's essence blood, this guy no longer needs to eat, otherwise Xiao Qiongfeng will go bankrupt a few years ago!

Li Changshou asked loudly, "How are you feeling lately?"

"I've gotten stronger, and I've gotten stronger!"

Xiong Lingli's face was full of happiness, and she said in detail: "Didn't you say that I should go to Heaven to be a giant god guarding the door, when will we pass?"

"Just waiting for you to cultivate the change method," Li Changshou put his hands in his sleeves, admiring Xiong Lingli's majestic figure, and admired it for a while.

Tsk, another fierce general.

(End of chapter)