My brother is so stable

No, this is obviously the Eighty-Nine Tearing Clothes Mysterious Art!

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

This is the true meaning of the eighty-nine profound arts that Li Changshou has comprehended for many years!

Because of Yang Jian's outstanding performance, Li Changshou finally took the initiative to find something to talk about, and whispered beside him: "Teacher, what do you think of this Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art?"

"It's okay."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of the Taiqing saint's mouth, "Although it is a physical training, it protects the soul."

Li Changshou said: "This disciple of Xuan Gong also practiced a little bit, see, teacher."

While speaking, Li Changshou rolled up his sleeves, and his hands gradually changed from palm to wrist.The originally fair skin gradually turned into pale gold, and the gold gradually became brighter and darker, and finally changed from dark gold to the original yellow of the human race.

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

The Taiqing sage nodded slowly, and said again: "If there is no blood essence of the ancestor witch, this mystery is only in the middle."

"Teacher, you can see the disadvantages of this profound art at a glance, but the disciple has comprehended it for decades."

Li Changshou said with a smile: "The Empress Houtu created this profound art by combining the warfare methods of the witch clan. She originally wanted to create a perfect art, but she took everything into consideration, and instead the word 'extreme' was missing.

If you can't reach the extreme, you can't break through the limit. Although the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu can be developed quickly for hundreds of years, it is still impossible to create a master like Senior Brother Gongming.

Although the original essence and blood of the ancestral witch can make up for it, the original essence and blood are really too little. "

"good."

Lao Tzu's smile was tainted with a bit of comfort, and he responded with this sentence, and then fell into a long silence.

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

Li Changshou thought about it for a while, and found that the word 'good', teacher, should mean an expression of approval and comfort, and he didn't say too much before.

Hey, communicating with a sage is really the most difficult technical job in the prehistoric world.

I don't know if the Taiqing sage forgot to put it away, or he intentionally left it for Li Changshou to watch, but the Taiji diagram still locked on Yang Jian's figure, showing a clear picture.

After a fierce battle, he was injured, he protected the mortal village, and received the gratitude of the mortals, and was given a broken Lingbao spear handed down by the ancestors here.

This was naturally a small gift arranged by Li Changshou.

After all, Yang Jian was still young, so he was very happy to get a treasure at this time. He galloped thousands of miles around the village for two days to remove hidden dangers everywhere, and then headed towards the "evil place" according to the news he heard.

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

The primary experience can only make the experiencer feel that his life is threatened, and he will continue to fight in order to survive and strive to break through his own limit.

For advanced training, it is necessary to add some thinking about human nature and concern for the kindness of people on the basis of the basic level, in the interval between fierce battles, so that even if the trainee guesses that this is a pre-arranged drama, he can still produce A little touch of the soul.

Not to mention, Li Changshou gradually felt a subtle sense of joy as he collected his mind at this time, broadcast it through the Taiji diagram, and became a simple "spectator" enjoying the drama he arranged.

It's like admiring the artwork that I have worked so hard to make.

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

"The dragon clan is rotten, and it should be rectified carefully."

Li Changshou was stunned for a moment, not sure what the teacher thought of, but he thought quickly, grasped the train of thought, and replied beside him:

"Teacher, the corruption of the Dragon Clan has been accumulated for many years. When the Hai Clan rebelled and the Western religion plotted against the Dragon Clan, many Dragon Clans have been awakened. Generally speaking, the effect is limited.

Teacher, are you worried that with the rise of Heaven, many dragons will sink into ancient dreams, and even take the rise of Heaven as their own credit, thus disrupting the order of heaven and earth? "

The Taiqing sage... laughed again.

"good."

Li Changshou thought for a while again, and said: "Teacher, don't worry, in this catastrophe, the disciples will try their best to arrange some conflicts, beat and beat the dragon clan, so that the dragon clan can recognize their position."

The Taiqing sage nodded slowly, said "good" again, closed his eyes with a smile, and entered...

next dialogue cycle.

'What will the teacher ask later? '

Li Changshou couldn't help but have such doubts in his heart, sat by the side and began to predict wildly.

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

This time it was not the sage who took the initiative to speak, but the sage of Taiqing slowly raised his hand and tapped lightly on the Taiji diagram. The picture on the Taiji diagram began to jump and change continuously, and the beating speed became faster and faster!

Li Changshou's eyes originally swayed from side to side following the pictures, but after two breaths, the frequency of his pupils trembling could no longer keep up with the changing speed of the pictures!

The scene presented by the Taiji Diagram has become a blur of light and shadow.

Massive information came rushing in, Li Changshou's eyes ached, his Dao heart was filled with images, his brain buzzed, and he almost lost consciousness!

Fortunately, the Taiqing sage discovered that Li Changshou was just an 'ant' in time, so he raised his palm and pressed it on Li Changshou's back.

Li Changshou exhaled softly, and sat there with a pale face, trying to digest the information he just received.

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

In these pictures, there are mortal cities everywhere, there is a kingdom of heaven and man in the triple heaven under the nine-fold sky tower, and there is a nether world where countless souls reincarnate and reincarnate.

Li Changshou saw it...

Ling'e, who was wearing a floral short skirt, was holding a fishing rod in a dignified manner by the lake, sitting on a ponytail, staring at the lake with her chin in a daze.

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

It should be trying different dressing styles.

He also saw...

On Sanxian Island, he was standing by the window with his eyes closed, his body surrounded by strands of mysterious Taoist clouds.

She seems to have some insights, but the insights are not deep, and the position facing the window is the direction of Duxianmen.

It should be, not to think too much.

Also see:

Three thousand generations have been disturbed one after another, and the world of mortals is like a dream entering an urn.

There are endless calculations in the fairyland, and it is difficult to refine Qi and find the truth to live forever.