My brother is so stable

Li Changshou turned around, and just about to step away, the universe in front of him shook slightly, and a figure stepped out from it, dressed in gray shadows and with a blurred complexion.

It is the will of the catastrophe, the will of heaven!

The gray-clothed old man who stared at him for a long time in the Hunyuan Jindou all those years ago!

The old man had his hands behind his back and stared at Li Changshou without saying a word.

Li Changshou said: "Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid it's not right to attack directly."

"You can't go back at this time."

The voice of the old man was calm and calm, as if he was talking about trivial things.

"Can't go back?

I really don't know, whether the will of Taoist friends can be infinitely produced, which is much more powerful than my paper Taoist. "

Li Changshou raised his hand and drew a circle. The universe collapsed in front of him. Inside was the void outside the Palace of the Virgin, and he walked in on his own.

"Come outside, don't disturb the Virgin Mary reading comics."

The gray-clothed old man stared at the situation in the attic, and his eyes fell on Li Changshou's painting. After looking carefully for a while, his figure dissipated by itself, and stopped Li Changshou's figure again outside the Palace of the Virgin.

Li Changshou spread out the five fingers of his right hand, and gently pressed against the void.

The Avenue of Balance, the Avenue of Balance.

A phantom like a scale beam appeared behind Li Changshou, and strips of colorful light and shadow appeared in the void, covering a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

[I said: There is no superiority or inferiority in the great way, and there should be a balance. 】

The figure of the gray shadow old man suddenly trembled slightly, most of his aura was sluggish, and his blurred face seemed to be full of astonishment at this moment.

Li Changshou took a step forward, and the old gray shadow retreated half a step subconsciously.

Balance exists between the avenues.

Li Changshou broke the defense with one sentence:

"Fellow Daoist, after all, you are just an aura, not a saint."

The gray shadow old man snorted for a while, and the shadow of boundless treasures appeared behind him. He pointed at Li Changshou with his left hand, and thousands of streams of light illuminated all parts of the void.

……

Notre Dame Palace, in the attic of the secret realm.

Sitting on the soft couch, the Holy Mother frowned and stared at the great battle in the void. When Li Changshou sacrificed a trump card to balance the bottom three thousand avenues within a certain range, his expression was a little astonished.

Then, the corner of her mouth curled up.

If it's just such a hole card, there is still no chance of winning.

But this guy is already better than he expected.

With a flip of Su's hand, the painting that had just been written into the book had already landed in her palm.

The Virgin Mary walked towards the pool, and couldn't wait to turn the first page, and was soon fascinated by the stories in it.

Before she knew it, she had already returned to the pool, and this body, which was close to her own soul, turned into a human body with a snake tail, and slowly spread out in the pool.

Fighting was going on outside the Palace of the Holy Mother, and the universe was shaking violently.

In the Palace of the Notre Dame, the empress became more energetic the more she looked, turning over the paintings page by page, smiling lightly from time to time, and crying from time to time.

Suddenly, she realized something, felt something, and looked at the fire lotus on the current page in astonishment, a little panic flashed across her eyes.

As if to verify something, she kept opening the painting in front of her...

Every page exists, that special symbol, that fire lotus with different postures.

This is, this is...

This is!

There was a sudden roar outside the Palace of the Notre Dame, large pieces of the universe were shattered, the faces of the fairies in the Palace of the Notre Dame turned pale, and part of the palace had already collapsed.

At this moment, Li Changshou was wearing a tattered robe, his forehead was soaked with blood, but he smashed the old gray shadow in front of him with his palm.

That will collapsed in an instant, and there was a vacuum of Heavenly Dao surveillance here!

In the Palace of the Holy Mother, Empress Nuwa had already opened the last page of the painting, on which a flame like a candle jumped out of the fire lotus, which was printed into Empress Nuwa's eyes.

Human race, firewood!

Empress Nuwa was shocked for a moment and hesitated for a moment, but she made a quick decision and took the fire into her body.

The body of the saint, who was bound by heaven and earth and nailed to the broken ground by seven spears, had a flame shining on his forehead, but then disappeared.

The power of heaven that was cut off before flooded in like a tide, and they searched this hidden world repeatedly, but they did not find any clues.

In the attic, Empress Nuwa had turned to the page she had seen before, took a fairy fruit, and bit her lips lightly.

Outside the Palace of the Virgin, Li Changshou disappeared in a flash.

On the stone tablet in Li Changshou's heart, he erased the word 'five' and replaced it with 'six', but after thinking about it, he restored it to 'five'.

It is too unkind to plot against the Virgin of Human Race.

After all, I am not the way of heaven, so I can carry the rest of the road by myself.

Turning his head and looking in the direction of the Notre Dame Palace, Li Changshou smiled lightly, his eyes shining brightly.

'May this flame give you a little warmth. '

A child of the human race, Li Changshou.

Single Chapter: Asking for Tickets in October

The senior didn't break through the rankings, so he made a breakthrough once and strived for the top three of the year.

I will try my best to make up for these few days. I have written 24 words so far this month, and I will try my best to make up to 30 words by the end of the month. However, it is difficult to write all the climax plots, and I am not sure if I can make it up. I will do my best. To ensure quality.

This month I was actually not lazy, because my wife injured her waist and asked for a day off. It took a few days to discuss the plot of the old book and the idea of ​​​​the new book. I silently worked on the beginning of a few new books and discussed with the editor. I also wrote more than 2 scraps of new books. , the beginning of this thing is very labor-intensive...

Prepare the new book in advance, one is to keep your hands warm, and the other is to conceive a new story and set a general direction during the break after the senior brother is finished.

The new book will definitely still be light-hearted and funny reading, fairy-tale light comedy, but it will not repeat the old man's routine, so don't worry.