Chapter 534: "Peering into the Saint"

Li Changshou understood a truth in his last life -

[In life, there are always many surprises, and there is also a 'baldness' that must be experienced. 】

So, we must learn to thank ourselves, thank fate for tossing ourselves, and thank ourselves for everything that has tormented fate.

For example, at this moment, Li Changshou is very grateful that the great stage play he has created in the past ten years - "Yang Jian Descends the Mountain", allows him to...

I found something in common with my sage teacher!

On the twenty-first day after arriving at Taiqing Temple, Li Changshou almost returned to his original body with all his mind to ensure that when the teacher spoke, he could make correct, timely, reasonable and in line with the teacher's wishes. answer.

Communicating with saints is really troublesome.

If nothing else, Li Changshou now seriously suspects that his teacher has gone beyond the ancient rules, causing him to become confused in the 'time rules'.

The time scale of three years is equal to 'soon';

The interval between each speech is stable at 'half a month'.

A mortal's life spans for decades, and in the eyes of a teacher, it is like a mayfly that lives and dies;

The long years since this world has existed have made the teacher forget the time he should have had. Check it out.

Li Changshou sighed in his heart and suppressed his many thoughts;

Inexplicably, he had a little more admiration and respect for Teacher Taiqing.

How peaceful and smooth the Taoist heart should be, so that the years can flow by without any notice, without any disturbance.

Is this the top of life?

"Yang Jian, not bad."

After hearing the teacher speak, Li Changshou thought for a moment, smiled for a moment, lowered his head slightly for a moment, and replied warmly: "He has a good character. Resolute and steady, he is indeed an outstanding rising star in the Taoist sect."

Sage Taiqing said: "You arranged it well."

Li Changshou smiled awkwardly and was about to continue. In reply, two wisps of yin and yang energy flew out from the sleeves of Saint Taiqing, condensing into a faint Tai Chi diagram, and an extremely clear picture appeared within it.

True 100 million pixels.

What shocked Li Changshou the most was that the Tai Chi Tu, an innate treasure and a three-piece Kaitian set, was so docile and extremely smooth at this time, and the majesty of the boss Tu was gone.

Li Changshou had imagined the scene in the picture many times before, and it felt quite familiar.

The handsome young Taoist and future heavenly god general Yang Jian, holding a sword, faced more than a dozen demons in front of him who were wrapped in black energy and wanted to attack the village far away. A faint golden light emitted, and the divine light appeared in his eyes.

He suddenly raised his sword, and the blade passed across his palm, and drops of blood glowing with golden light flowed out!

"Come on!"

Yang Jian shouted angrily, and the dozen monsters were stimulated by his Mysterious Body precious blood and went crazy towards them.He came to kill.

Yang Jian stamped his feet on the ground, leaving cracked ravines on the ground, like an arrow leaving the string, like a comet falling!

The sword light flashed, and its body penetrated directly through a bat-shaped demon, actively rushed into the demon surroundings, and then tore open his robe with one hand, revealing a light golden body, lowered his head and roared, holding on Sword slash!

That sword looks so thin at this moment, like a piece of paper or a wooden sword!

**Xuan Gong?

No, this is obviously the mysterious skill of ripping off clothes!

The battlefield law that is usually only available to fairies [the less you wear, the higher the defense] is extended to the group of male fairies, allowing the male fairies to be more confident, hold their heads high and be real men!

This is the true meaning of **Xuan Gong that Li Changshou has understood for many years!

Due to Yang Jian's outstanding performance, Li Changshou was finally able to take the initiative to find some topics to talk about, and whispered from the side: "Teacher, what do you think of this **Xuan Gong?"

"It's acceptable. "

Sage Taiqing showed a faint smile, "Although it is physical cultivation, it protects the soul."

Li Changshou said: "This Xuan Gong disciple also practices a little. "Teacher, look."

As he spoke, Li Changshou rolled up his sleeves and gradually changed from his palms to his wrists. The originally fair skin gradually turned into a light golden color. The golden color gradually became brighter and darker, and finally turned from dark gold into the original yellow color of the human race.

The palm of the hand is like a solid spiritual treasure, which seems to be able to penetrate the sky and collapse the earth.

Sage Taiqing nodded slowly and said: "Without the essence and blood of the ancestral witch, this mysticism would be nothing more than an intermediate one."

"Teacher, you can see the shortcomings of this mysticism at a glance. , but the disciples have been comprehending it for decades."

Li Changshou said with a smile: "The Empress Houtu combined the Wu clan's combat methods to create this mysterious skill. She originally wanted to create a perfect skill. But taking everything into account, the word "extreme" is missing.

If you can't reach the extreme, you can't break through the limit. Although the Xuan Gong can be achieved quickly in hundreds of years, it can never be achieved like Senior Brother Gongming.

Although the ancestral witch's original essence and blood can make up for it, the original essence and blood is really too little."

I am. His smile was tinged with comfort. He responded like this, and then fell into a long silence.

Is the teacher happy, or does he think he talks too much?

Li Changshou pondered for a while and found that the word "kind" in the teacher's mind should be used to express recognition and gratification. What he had said before was not too much.

Hey, communicating with saints is really the most difficult technical job in the world.

I don’t know if Taiqing Saint forgot to put it away, or if he intentionally left it for Li Changshou to see, the Tai Chi Diagram still locked Yang Jian’s figure, showing a clear picture.

After a fierce battle, he was injured, protected the mortal village, and received the gratitude of the mortals, and was given a broken spiritual treasure spear inherited from the ancestors here.

This is naturally a small gift arranged by Li Changshou.

Yang Jian was still young after all, and he was quite happy to have obtained a treasure at this time. He galloped around the village for two days, removing hidden dangers everywhere, and then headed towards the 'dangerous place' according to the news he had heard.

If Li Changshou remembers correctly, there are also warm little theaters on this road such as "The Little Girl Selling Stars" and "The Old Man on the Riverside Waiting for the Return of the Soul of His Son".

Basic experience can only make those who experience it feel that their lives are threatened, and they must continue to fight in order to survive and strive to break through their own limits.

Advanced training requires adding some thoughts on human nature and concern for the goodness of people on the basis of the basic level, during fierce battles, so that the practitioner can even guess that this is an arrangement in advance. Good drama can also produce some spiritual feelings.

Not to mention, Li Changshou gradually felt a subtle sense of pleasure by focusing his mind at this time, being a simple 'audience' and enjoying the drama he arranged through the Tai Chi diagram.

It’s like appreciating the work of art that you have worked so hard to create.

After thirteen or fourteen days and nights, Saint Taiqing slowly spoke:

"The Dragon Clan is decayed and should be rectified with care."

Li Changshou was startled. I don’t know what the teacher was thinking about, but he thought quickly, grasped the idea, and answered from the side: "Teacher, the corruption of the Dragon Clan has been accumulated for many years. Previously, when the Hai Clan rebelled and the Western Church plotted against the Dragon Clan, it has been Many dragon clans have been awakened, but overall the effect is limited.

Teacher, you are worried that with the rise of heaven, many dragon clans will sink into ancient dreams, and even regard the rise of heaven as a nightmare. To disrupt the order of heaven and earth through his own merits?"

Sage Taiqing... smiled again.

"Not bad."

Li Changshou thought for a while again and said: "Teacher, don't worry, this catastrophe, the disciples will try their best to arrange some conflicts, beat the dragon clan, and let the dragon clan recognize it." Clear your own position."

Sage Taiqing nodded slowly, said the word "good" again, closed his eyes with a smile, and entered...

The next dialogue cycle.

‘What will the teacher ask later? ’

Li Changshou couldn’t help but feel doubts in his heart. He sat beside him and began to predict wildly.

However, after another half month, Li Changshou deeply realized the fundamental gap in life levels between himself and his teacher...

This time it was not the saint who took the initiative to speak; Saint Taiqing slowly raised his hand and tapped the Tai Chi diagram. The pictures on the Tai Chi diagram began to beat and change, and the beating speed became faster and faster!

Li Changshou's eyes were originally swaying from side to side following each picture, but within two breaths, the frequency of his pupils trembling could no longer keep up with the speed of the picture changes!

The scene presented by the Tai Chi diagram became a blur of light and shadow.

Li Changshou’s eyes hurt as a huge amount of information came in. His heart was filled with pictures, his brain buzzed, and he almost lost consciousness!

Fortunately, Taiqing Sage discovered in time that Li Changshou was still onlyIt was an 'ant'. He raised his hand and pressed it on Li Changshou's back.

Li Changshou breathed out gently and sat there with a pale face, trying to digest the information he had just received.

Teacher Taiqing, who has just monitored the entire Three Realms, seems to be looking for a trace of 'disturbance'.

In these scenes, there are cities all over the world, kingdoms of heavenly beings in the third heaven under the ninth heaven, and places in the underworld where countless souls are reincarnated.

Li Changshou saw...

Ling'e, wearing a floral skirt, was holding a fishing rod and sitting on a pony by the lake. He held his chin and stared at the lake in a daze.

For some unknown reason today, she tied her long hair into two buns and wrapped them with the same fabric as her short skirt.

Probably trying different dressing styles.

He also saw...

On Sanxian Island, he was standing by the window with his eyes closed and his eyes closed, surrounded by wisps of mysterious Taoist rhymes in the clouds.

She seemed to have some insights, but the insights were not profound, and the position facing the window was the direction of the Duxian Sect.

Probably, don’t think too much about it.

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Three thousand lives have been disturbed one after another, and the world of mortals is like a dream in a jar.

You have come to the fairyland to have endless calculations, and it is difficult to live forever by refining qi and seeking truth.

In just a short period of time, Saint Taiqing saw countless worlds at a glance, searching for the source of the 'disturbance'.

The message that Li Changshou just accepted was just the slightest bit shown through the Tai Chi diagram.

When he closed his eyes and concentrated on digesting the information, he could feel the light flashing outside his eyelids, and his sage teacher was still searching the three realms.

At this time, the secret of heaven was deceived. The teacher was able to achieve this by just relying on his own means without relying on the power of heaven?

The part of Li Changshou's freed up mind was now filled with shock...

It can only be said that he is worthy of being the strongest saint.

Not daring to keep the teacher waiting, Li Changshou absorbed the information with all his heart, like fishing for sand in the water, forgetting the useless information on his own, and allowing the pictures he cared about to be stored in memory.

When Li Changshou's Taoist mind returned to stability, he felt a sense of weakness radiating from the inside out.

The impact of those messages on the mind just now, if it were a Taoist master other than the senior brothers of the three religions, 90% of them would have passed out directly. Li Changshou was able to grit his teeth and survive it, thanks to his continuous polishing. mind.

——In order to detonate more evil Tiangang Paper Man Spirit Explosive Formations at the same time.

When Li Changshou opened his eyes, the sigh of Saint Taiqing came from the side, and it actually... brought some emotional fluctuations.

A little disappointed.

What's going on?

Li Changshou looked up and saw that his teacher had his eyes closed, and his withered face showed a hint of helplessness. The strongest saint who should have been calm and without any fluctuations, at this moment...

"Teacher," Li Changshou asked in a low voice, "is there any disciple who can help you with your worries?"

Sage Taiqing shook his head slightly, opened most of his eyelids, and looked at Li Changshou's face. Go up and click the Tai Chi diagram again with your finger.

The Yin and Yang Pisces rotated slowly, and the picture displayed on it was a bit blurry, but Li Changshou recognized where it was at a glance, and felt two obscure Taoist charms that seemed familiar.

Kunlun Mountain, Sanyou Courtyard behind Yuxu Palace!

The Taoist sage Yuanshi Tianzun, the Western sage guides the Taoist!

This!

Li Changshou was 60% shocked, and the rest felt cold. Then he understood why the teacher was so helpless.

The only ones that can annoy the teacher are these two saint brothers.

"Teacher," Li Changshou said, "Maybe it's just that the great sage of Western religion is trying to persuade..."

Li Changshou himself didn't believe it even half of what he said.

If Yuanshi Tianzun has no intention of joining forces with Western religions, Jie Yin may not be able to enter Sanyou Courtyard.

Sage Taiqing sighed slowly again, and the images in the Taichi diagram disappeared.

"Changshou."

"The disciple is here!"

Li Changshou quickly agreed.

"In the Zixiao Palace, you stand in the heaven."

"Yes," Li Changshou lowered his head and agreed, already understanding the teacher's decision in his heart.

Between Jiejiao and Chanjiao, Renjiao decided not to help each other.

The scene in the Sanqing Courtyard just now made Li Changshou feel the difficulties and dangers of the catastrophe ahead, and realized the uncontrollability of the saint's game.

But this scene was enough to make Saint Taiqing sad and make Master Tongtian angry.

If there is internal strife in the Taoist sect, it is only his own business...

Li Changshou still didn't want to believe it in his heart, and secretly wondered whether this was the invitation of the saint to divide the three sages of the Taoist sect?

But then, Li Changshou noticed two details.

First, the reason why he could feel the charm of the two saints through the Tai Chi Diagram was that Yuanshi Tianzun and Jieying Saint worked together to cover up the secrets of heaven and isolate them from exploration...

Secondly, both the Holy Saint and Yuanshi Tianzun are seated.

"Don't worry."

Sage Taiqing said warmly.

Li Changshou endured the fatigue of Taoism and asked: "Teacher, can you take a look at where the two saints of the Western Sect are?"

"Son."

It should be in a corner of Lingshan. Saint Zhunti is sitting in front of a golden cauldron, holding the lotus seal in his hands and staring at the flames beating in the golden cauldron.

"Chi."

A breath came from the corner of Saint Taiqing's mouth.

Disdainful, right?

You are the old oneAre you expressing disdain?

That’s right. In the field of alchemy, Taishang Laojun, the incarnation of the teacher, is already at the pinnacle and can indeed laugh at the Zhunti Saint.

Speak of business, speak of business.

The quasi-mention and the introduction are not together, which proves that the scene in Sanqing Courtyard was not directed and performed by Western teachers.

Although the possibility is very low, such a situation cannot be ruled out before.

"Teacher, can you take a look at where the third uncle is?"

"Shan."

Tai Qing Laozi gently slid his fingers, Tai Chi diagram The upper yin and yang Pisces rotated for a while, and then a barely clear picture was revealed, filled with clouds and mist.

Wow, wow——

The sound of water came, and the perspective slowly zoomed in, only to see the leader of Tongtian Cult sitting upright in the familiar hot spring pool there, Duobao The Taoist sat behind Master Tongtian, and Zhao Gongming sat behind Taoist Duobao...

Each of them held a snow-white towel, rubbing the backs of the saint and senior brother in front of them, and chatting about some men's topics.

"Gongming, when do you plan to marry Jin Ling?

As a master, I will help you organize the arrangements, and then ask Chang Geng to come over and preside over the wedding for you, and bring over all the disciples of the second senior brother. Let’s see.

If he only accepts male disciples, then everyone will be dumbfounded, right?”

“Master, don’t worry, Jin Ling won’t let his disciples speak to others. , She has a thin face..."

"Master," Taoist Duobao also said, "I think it would be a good time to wait until the catastrophe is over to deal with this matter."

“Alas, I don’t know how many little ones can’t survive this catastrophe,” the leader of Tongtian Cult sighed, “bribe Chang Geng more and ask him to help arrange a few more remnant souls to go to heaven.

This time when I go to Zixiao Palace as a teacher, I will help you fight for it. At worst, I will have a fight with the teacher. Anyway, I am the youngest teacher..."

The voice of Master Tongtian accompanied the The sound of rushing water gradually faded away, and the picture on the Tai Chi diagram disappeared again.

It is clear that the third uncle is going to be tricked by the second uncle. People over there have begun to contact foreign aid, and here they are still discussing the thin skin of the Golden Spirit Mother.

This!

Drowsiness hit, Li Changshou couldn't help but yawned, and quickly raised his hand to cover the corners of his mouth.

"Don't sleep for too long, recover your mind."

Sage Taiqing said warmly. Li Changshou really couldn't hold it in anymore. He looked ashamed and lowered his head to thank you, but he didn't raise his head yet. When I got up, my mind gradually closed.

This indescribable sense of security beside the teacher made Li Changshou relax completely after supporting him for hundreds of years.

At that moment, the Qiankun Ruler flew out on its own, turned into a hard pillow, and landed behind Li Changshou.

The Xuanhuang Tower exuded wisps of Xuanhuang aura, covering Li Changshou like a thin quilt, pushing him to lie down slowly.

The futon under Li Changshou opened up and turned into a long and narrow ‘mattress’, making Li Changshou comfortable.Lying down.

Sage Taiqing clicked a ray of Taoist rhyme and wrapped it around the side of Li Changshou's cheek, helping him fall into a deep sleep, and then continued to stare at the Tai Chi diagram.

Li Changshou had a dream.

He dreamed that the leading saint and Yuanshi Tianzun broke up on bad terms, and that the alchemy furnace of Zhunti saint exploded, and a burnt golden cicada jumped out of it;

I dreamed that when Master Tongtian was rubbing the back of Taoist Duobao, he told Taoist Duobao to lose weight in order to avoid the three highs.

The scene in the dream changed into a vast white world. The Virgin Mary, who was lying beside the pool with the body of a snake and the tail of a snake, was drinking fairy wine with her head raised and looking at The comic book in front of him burst into tears, and he gnashed his teeth and cursed:

'This bastard Li Changgeng, how dare he draw such a lovely sister away! Believe it or not, my dear, I will give you a sword! ’

Li Changshou shivered a few times in his sleep.

In my dream, I dreamed of a blade sent by a prehistoric saint. It was truly a nightmare.