My brother is so stable

Taking advantage of this opportunity, you might as well behead one of my Paper Daoists, and later bring one or two of your subordinates to flee back to Lingshan, so as to claim credit and consolidate your position in Lingshan.

Everything is adaptable, so don't hesitate to attack me later. 】

On the bed, Taoist Wenjing frowned slightly, feeling the impact of the saint's coercion just now, and his pale complexion quickly returned to rosy.

'How long does your lord want me to lurk in the Western religion?

After all, what am I doing here? '

The dark protector is the first, one of the three major protectors of the Western religion, second only to a few vice-leaders, and above ordinary saint disciples.

Taoist Wenjing sighed quietly...

This errand is really getting harder and harder to do.

……

'Wen Jing should be fine. '

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

This time, letting Taoist Wenjing "take it rashly" and kill him as a paper Taoist incarnation to go back to receive meritorious service is still a bit too aggressive and unsafe.

Although he thought he did it flawlessly, it was done on purpose after all, and it was easy to reveal a flaw.

Well, it's useless to think too much.

Wen Jing should have returned to Lingshan by now. She is a ferocious beast and a ruthless horn. If she encounters a dangerous situation, she will be able to deal with it by herself, so I don't have to worry too much about whether she will be exposed.

A prehistoric old man like Wen Jing who cherishes his life will never make fun of her own life.

I still worry, if the West teaches Wen Jing too many benefits, will Wen Jing be soft-hearted when the time comes in the future...

Immortal consciousness caught the beautiful shadow of Ling'e coming from the edge of the lake on a cloud, and Li Changshou sat back in the bamboo chair, closed his eyes and concentrated, and continued to deal with the funeral.

Qingniu and Iron Fan also survived a 'small catastrophe' this time.

On the same day, the scene of the bull hammering the majestic beast made Iron Fan obviously stunned...

She is an educated youth with extraordinary strength, but she never expected that she would be so arrogant!

Aunt Wen, whom she had always feared and revered, was severely injured by the palm of her hand, the lover she had entrusted to protect for the rest of her life at the cost of sacrificing herself...

What Li Changshou said to Iron Fan, the Paper Taoist who appeared after the war, reversed many of Iron Fan's inherent impressions.

"Tie Fan, you also have to try to trust the people around you, don't always take on everything by yourself.

Many things that seem difficult to you may be just a trivial matter to Senior Brother Qingniu. "

Instantly raised Qingniu's family status by several ranks!

"Brothers".

At the end of this fierce battle in the valley, Qingniu, under Li Changshou's secret guidance, swung a mysterious wind with a plantain fan, sending Taoist Wenjing and the other two fierce beasts directly tens of thousands of miles away.

Afterwards, Qingniu hurriedly left the small thousand world with the silver-haired girl who couldn't recover, and Li Changshou's paper Taoist, and went straight back to the land of Wubuzhou.

The iron fan was targeted by the Western religion, so naturally he couldn't continue to play in the mountains and rivers.

And most importantly...

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

Under Li Changshou's arrangement, the iron fan was sent to the Zhoushang tribe in Nanfangbu, where Kong Xuan took care of it, and happened to be a playmate with Qiqing's reincarnation.

Qingniu will later, like Ao Yi, go down to earth to meet with Iron Fan every once in a while;

If you can get Laojun's consent, it's okay for Qingniu to stay in the mortal world for a while.

Half a day ago, Li Changshou had entrusted Qingniu with the golden rope, and Qingniu brought it back to Dousita Palace.

This is the end of the matter of [Looking for Cows].

Having said that, how could a Qingniu and Uncle Zhao move so fast?

Do you really have no worries about the future catastrophe?

Li Changshou could only laugh at this, and took advantage of the fact that everything was stable during this period of time, and the western sect danced unhappily, and reviewed the arrangements for the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods several times.

Fighting against the sky, you must be cautious, no matter how stable you are, it will not be too much.

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

Should he devote some energy to comprehend the eight or nine profound arts, change from the previous "practice casually" to "study hard", so as to enter the last two levels?

Li Changshou had already noticed before that the Bajiu Xuangong was not perfect. For the human race, they lacked the naturally powerful physical body of the Wu clan, so there would always be some regrets in practicing the Bajiu Xuangong.

But the solution to this problem has been entrusted by Queen Yan to Li Changshou.

Ancestral witch origin essence and blood.

Nine is the extreme of yang numbers, and eight is the extreme of yin numbers. For example, the saying of "nine palaces and eight trigrams", eight or nine mysterious skills also have many meanings.

Of course, it can also be understood as the name Bajiu Xuangong, which originally means that there is a lack of "a little bit", and it is impossible to return to the original.

This may be hindered by the way of heaven, or it may be that Empress Hou Tu could not deduce this skill to perfection, and in the end the essence and blood of the ancestral witch was needed to make up for the shortcomings.

Li Changshou tried to deduce it for a few days, and found that there was a huge difference in power between the Bajiu Xuangong with the blood essence of the ancestor witch and the Bajiu Xuangong without the blood essence of the ancestor witch.

If you can get the help of the ancestor witch's essence and blood, and practice this profound art to the extreme, you will have an extra supernatural power

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

Although there are thousands of methods of body cultivation left in the prehistoric world, this mystery is the only one who can do this.

Apart from wasting one's energy and distracting one's understanding of the Dao of Balance, what harm can there be in practicing this skill?

In fact, there is not. Generally speaking, there are more ways to save lives.

Otherwise, practice for decades?

From now on, until the Six Sages rushed to Zixiao Palace to discuss the matter of conferring gods, these decades were a rare gap.

Li Changshou hesitated for a few days, but finally made up his mind to adjust the level of supervision of the Heavenly Court, Immortal League, and Lintian Palace to the lowest level he could accept, and began to study the Bajiu Xuangong with all his strength.

This pondering, but is infatuated, unable to extricate themselves.

Li Changshou gave up the insights he had gained from "casual practice" before, and started to carefully scrutinize and comprehend carefully from the beginning, almost reaching the point where he had forgotten everything.