My brother is so stable

In the northern part of Beizhou, the heavenly soldiers and generals left in an orderly manner and flew back to the sky.

The soldiers and horses of the Yin Division of the Underworld also retreated as a whole, riding the dark wind back to the Netherworld.

Dong Mugong and Li Changshou inspected various places together, expressed condolences to the Wuzu in Beizhou on behalf of Tianting, and sent the cordial greetings from Tianting.

Niutou Mamian brought a group of hellish witches who had no chance to appear on the stage before, and now they came to Li Changshou and Dong Mugong hesitantly, and they clasped their fists honestly and saluted.

"Master Water God, brothers didn't make it to the stage, Moo! It was agreed that we would fight the toughest battle..."

Several black lines hung on Li Changshou's forehead.

These guys, Wu Dalang drank the medicine and asked Pan Jinlian for a refill to be brave and desperate, right?

"Those primordial ferocious beasts did not directly participate in the battle. This was my previous miscalculation," Li Changshou said with a smile. battle situation.

Although you didn't directly participate in the battle, the role you played is no less than a frontal fight, on the contrary, it has more important significance. "

The bull-headed horse looked at each other and looked at each other.

Ma Mian said: "Master Water God, please don't say that, it doesn't match the concept of our witch clan."

On the side, Mugong smiled, forced his sense of presence, and said: "Today's battle, all participants will be rewarded for their merits, and everyone has made a great contribution."

The bull head and horse face blinked, and the former couldn't help muttering: "Master Mu Gong is also here."

Ma's face was serious and he said: "Master Mu Gong, don't do such a thing to insult our soul-shaman! We didn't participate in the war, what merits do we have?"

Niutou kicked the horse's face, rubbed his big hands, and smiled at Li Changshou:

"Of course, if Heaven insists on rewarding us, we can't disobey the destiny, can we?

Just the hundred-year-old seasoning will do. You must not give too much. If you give too much, our brothers... will reluctantly accept it. After all, we cannot defy the destiny. "

"Seasoning?" Dongmugong cast a puzzled look at Li Changshou, and the latter smiled and said something, and Dongmugong couldn't help laughing.

Mugong smiled and said: "Since the witches like to eat, this is not difficult to do. I will let the water god fetch the formula later, and I will order all the fairies in the Heavenly Palace to make it and send it to the underworld. How about it?"

Niutou nodded quickly, "Thank you Water God! Thank you Mu Gong!"

Ma Mian rolled his eyes angrily, but he didn't take the initiative to tear down the stage.

After the bull's head and horse noodles were sent away, Li Changshou and Dong Mugong returned to the Heavenly Court with dozens of heavenly generals.

All the immortals and gods in the heavenly court gathered at Beitianmen, and congratulated the two powerful ministers after they returned.

After another half a day of tossing around like this, Li Changshou finally returned to his Water God Mansion. Before he had time to rest, he continued to monitor the movements of the monster races on the border of Beizhou.

This time, the monster clan lost troops and generals in the north of Beizhou, and their vitality was greatly damaged.

When the Yaozu suffered a disastrous defeat in front of the Wuzu, the Yaozu left behind on the southern border of Beizhou raised their troops and wanted to go to support them.

But for one thing, the remaining elites of the monster clan have to pass through the thick miasma circle, which takes at least seven or eight hours;

Secondly, in the northern part of Zhongshen Continent, there are fairy lights above many fairy gates. Countless human qi refiners seem to have received some orders and lined up battle formations above the gates.

Feeling the pressure, the 'base camp' of the monster race quickly made a decision to abandon the monster soldiers in the northern part of Beizhou.

Naturally, this was also a small card that Li Changshou had arranged before.

He just used his personal connections to send invitations for help to a small number of immortal sects, asking them to put pressure on the demon clan by putting on a show, and these immortal sects are also willing to do this kind of favor.

Beizhou was defeated, the master fled back in embarrassment, nine out of ten of the monster soldiers sent were wiped out, and the monster clan was outraged.

But Li Changshou listened carefully for a while, and found that among the monster clan, there were very few who scolded him as the water god, and the dragon clan who scolded him for flattering the heavens the most, and those who scolded the heavenly soldiers for "using Dao soldiers as shields", and those who dared not fight after hiding behind Dao soldiers. few.

When mentioning the word "Water God", most of the monster races are a little bit emotional, and even many monster races are admiring the "Water God's bravery", saying that their ancestors are also related to the "Water Way"...

The clan culture of the Yao clan is really unpredictable for Shou.

It's a pity that Lu Ya's hiding place could not be found at this time. I don't know how Lu Ya's injury is.

If Qiankun Ruler beats Lu Ya seriously, he can also arrange a sneak attack to take advantage of his illness and kill him.

The monster clan on the border of Beizhou did not continue to raise troops, nor did they have any tendency to raise troops, so Li Changshou was relieved for the time being.

Next, these monster races should be peaceful for decades;

The focus of my work and Duke Dongmu's work should be to expand the strength of the Heavenly Court, and wait for His Majesty the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother to return to the Heavenly Court, then it will be the time to really eliminate the demons.

Today's battle is just to let the Yaozu be more honest.

Yuan Tu Sword...

That silver-haired girl...

From the bottom of his heart, Li Changshou was also quite powerless to complain about the habitual inconsistency of Western saints.

But the saints are playing rogues, what else can they do?I can only endure it.

In the small Qiongfeng mountain secret room, Li Changshou put the Qiankun ruler and the Xuanhuang Pagoda in front of the portrait of Lao Tzu, and bowed three times to the Taiqing sage. The Xuanhuang Pagoda and the Xuanhuang Pagoda disappeared on the table.

A familiar dao rhyme slowly spread out in Li Changshou's heart, condensed into two big characters, and then dissipated into nothing.

【Don't worry】

Li Changshou was startled, and then bowed to the portrait of the sage before leaving the secret room.

After returning to the alchemy room to meditate, Li Changshou began to summarize the Beizhou war, reflect on the shortcomings of what he did, what he didn't think well, and think about the development of the follow-up matter.

If my cultivation level can be equal to or similar to Taoist Lu Ya, I would really have a chance to kill him today.

"Ugh……"

Cultivation requires long-term accumulation, and this cannot be rushed.

After all, after longevity, the speed of enlightenment has slowed down significantly, and my original thoughts and thoughts have been exhausted, and the practice of Taoism has returned to the accumulation of understanding.

'Go to Tushita Palace later and report this matter to the Archmage. '

In addition, during the Battle of Beizhou, Li Changshou asked several heavenly generals to take photo balls to make all-round records, which can be brought to the ancient magic soldiers of the human race, so that they can see the combat power of today's court, and let these Don't worry, old man.

Thinking of this, Li Changshou was about to move to the Heavenly Court Water God Mansion, but with a sudden movement in his heart, the immortal consciousness pervading all over the mountain gate gathered towards the mountain gate.

There, a Mr. Pianpian came riding a cloud, and gently opened the folding fan in his hand, revealing the word 'cloud'.

This 'son' arrived in front of the mountain gate, cupped his hands to the gatekeepers, and said with a gentle smile: "Poverty Xiao Yun, I'm here to visit my friends, I wonder if I can call on my behalf."

The old man asked kindly: "What is the Taoist name of the friend you are looking for?"