My brother is so stable

Kasyapa whispered: "Brother, have we had any violent conflicts with Heaven?"

Only one old Taoist smiled wryly at the corner of his mouth and shook his head slightly to himself.

Who doesn't have a master who hides without leaking.

Li Changshou sighed secretly.

He looked at Kasyapa and other disciples, carefully discerning whether they were acting, and quickly came to a conclusion.

Except for that old Taoist, the memory of these disciples has indeed been modified.

At this moment, a ray of voice sounded from the bottom of Li Changshou's heart, and it was the guiding saint.

Jie Yin sighed: "Bodhi, they have forgotten the existence of that alien number in the human race, you just need to know about this matter, don't mention it in the world from now on, it is already a taboo in heaven and earth."

'Xu Bodhi' closed his eyes and nodded.

Thousands of calculations have been made, but the disciples of the saints of the Western religion are so... so....

But looking at it from another angle, Daozu should have spent a lot of power from the source of heaven and earth, and used it to erase his traces.

This is also a good thing.

Li Changshou looked at the brothers and sisters of the Western teachers in front of him, and said slowly: "It should be because I remembered wrongly, so please send someone to the Heavenly Court."

The big calls the small, the Western teaching tradition.

"Go poorly," Kasyapa said slowly.

An old Taoist at the side whispered: "After the Great Tribulation of Conferring Gods, the Heavenly Court is already the ruler of the Three Realms. We should pay more attention to this trip, why not go to a few more people."

So, Dao Dao looked at 'Xu Bodhi'.

Li Changshou snorted, but didn't answer at all.

At this time, he has not fully adapted to the role of Xu Bodhi. In order to seek stability, he still cannot easily set foot in the place where the power of heaven is the strongest.

The disciples of the Western Sect had no choice but to look away, and after discussing for a while, six sage disciples were appointed to form the "Heavenly Court Visiting Group", and they rushed to the Heavenly Court tomorrow to discuss the mission of the Western Sect.

There was also an old Taoist who suggested that he could go and say hello to Chanjiao, but Li Changshou stopped him with a word.

"Everyone needs to be vigilant. Now that there is no interception, our alliance with Chanjiao has long been broken. Most of the resistance encountered in subsequent missions will come from Chanjiao."

All the disciples looked at 'Xu Bodhi' in amazement as if they had just woken up from a dream.

"Brother can think of this."

"Hey, my Western Sect suffered the disaster of that section, and a large number of fellow sects were killed or injured. Now I still need to rely on Brother Bodhi for advice."

"I'm stupid, Brother Bodhi, please give me some pointers."

'Xu Bodhi' looked slightly relaxed, with a somewhat confident smile on the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he frowned slightly, pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and his complexion was a little ugly.

A ray of Dao rhyme slowly unfolded from the bottom of Li Changshou's heart, but it was the one who led the saint to help him calm the fear in Dao's heart.

In fact, no matter what their position is, the saints are still good to their own disciples;

Although the Western Church does not hesitate to sell disciples directly.

After some discussion, Li Changshou found Xu Bodhi's cave in Lingshan and lived in it calmly.

According to Xu Bodhi's habit, he did not start the investigation of immortal consciousness;

To be on the safe side, he didn't cast the wind spell, and just quietly retreated to comprehend his own way.

A few hours later, he walked out of the cave with his hands behind his back, and went to the back of the Lingshan Mountain with his hands behind his back. He stood outside the hall where the lotus pond was located, looking at the sky.

By the way, I also began to listen to the whispers of the disciples of Lingshan, and learned about the revised history of the prehistoric.

How many times did such a thing happen in ancient times?

Li Changshou couldn't be sure.

The only thing he can be sure of at this time is that Daozu has spent a lot of effort on this matter.

Originally, Senior Lang just hid behind the scenes, and what the creatures saw was only Senior Lang's second soul, Fuxi, and there were very few creatures who needed to revise their memories.

And he, Li Changshou, was 'well-known' in the prehistoric world, so it should be quite troublesome to erase his traces.

laugh.

'I don't know what the situation of His Majesty the Jade Emperor is now. '

Li Changshou was driving the Xubodhi-shaped Paper Taoist, looking up at the sky, as if he could see the sky.

Looking at the Tianting that he pulled up, he suddenly felt like an old father.

Chaos Clock left with Xiao Qiongfeng, and there was no trace of him in the White House.

For this innate treasure, not to mention taking Xiao Qiongfeng to escape, even if it is taking ten or eight Du Xianmen, that is no problem.

The chaotic clock has a great function, that is, you can place a small thousand world in it, and then control the flow of time through the chaotic clock, so that the speed of this small thousand world can be accelerated or slowed down.

Go back and pretend to be in retreat, divide your mind here, and do other arrangements.

Deliberately sighing a few times, 'Xu Bodhi' returned to the cave with a bit of unsatisfactory depression, opened the formation, and under the eyes of the sage who received and guided him, he wrapped his body around the way of emptiness, and began to comprehend the law of emptiness .

'Everything is illusory. '

'No Bodhi tree, nor stand mirror. '

This practice is slowly but steadily increasing.

……

Open your eyes, surrounded by pure white holy light.

Li Changshou stretched, got up from the futon, and ordered Simei to protect her body to take a rest.

They are a professional technical team to ensure their 'communication' with Honghuang, so they can't be exhausted.

Li Changshou groaned for a few moments, and then called out, strands of precious light appeared around his body, and several streamers of light flew from outside the hall.

In a short while, the precious lights in the hall flickered randomly, and several heavy treasures were lined up in front of Li Changshou, and their spiritual senses were connected with each other, and connected with Li Changshou's mind and spirit.

The innate treasure Taiji diagram, the innate treasure chaotic clock, the congenital ultimate merit lingbao Xuanhuang pagoda, the congenital spirit treasure off the ground fireworks flag, the congenital spirit treasure Hunyuan Jindou, the congenital spirit treasure golden scissors, the congenital spirit treasure piercing heart lock.