My brother is so stable

On the high platform of the Lingxiao Palace, the Emperor of Heaven in yellow robe had a sad face, but was reminded of the responsibility of the Emperor of Heaven by the old man beside him.

On the square inch mountain of Lingtai, the old Taoist lay reclining on the bed, comprehending the changes of the world, but there was a chuckle in his heart.

What a Taoist Hongjun.

After brewing for so long, it was possible to solve the hidden dangers of the Nine Pollution Spring at once by the power of the law of heaven.

how so?

Without him, it's nothing more than ruining Li Changshou's hole card that threatened Guo Daozu back then.

From today onwards, there will be no more Nine Poor Springs in the world, and Li Changshou will not be able to directly mobilize the power of Nine Poor Springs to destroy the Heavenly Court;

In the eyes of Daozu Hongjun, the fear of Li Changshou was a little less.

Don't be careless, it may not be that simple.

Li Changshou groaned for a few moments, and thought carefully for a while while urging his body to activate his empty mind and enter the moment of a deep sage.

He was thinking, is it possible that Daozu was setting up doubts;

But after calculations over and over again, the possibility of this is very small, and for Tian Dao, the price is too high.

In this wave, Daozu lost the excuse to launch the catastrophe of life in the future, and spent a lot of power of heaven, in order to prevent Li Changshou from mobilizing the Jiuzhaoquan.

This is equivalent to, in order to prevent Li Changshou from blowing up the septic tanks of Honghuangtiandi, Daozu secretly used great efforts to evacuate the septic tanks in advance!

Ok……

This chestnut is very flavorful.

Is the Jiuzhaoquan moved away or purified?

If it was removed, where did the power of the removed Nine Stain Spring go?

Li Changshou was not careless about this matter, and returned to the Kunpeng Secret Realm with his mind, and immediately sent a few words of advice to Yunxiao, asking Yunxiao to recall the Kunpeng, and asked the archmage and the others to explore the outskirts of the prehistoric world.

The whereabouts of Jiuzhaoquan must be determined to prevent Jiuzhaoquan from becoming a means for Taoist ancestors to fight back.

The wrestling reappears from a distance.

More than ten years later, Li Changshou received definite feedback that the original power of the Nine Poor Spring had been evaporated by the Taoist ancestor.

However, in order to neutralize the karmic obstacles in the Jiuzhaoquan, Daozu used the method of decomposing the true spirit to produce the same amount of merit, and let this merit fill the Jiuzhaoquan, leading these karma into the sea of ​​chaos, far away from the prehistoric very far away.

This is equivalent to moving Jiushouquan to another place so that it cannot affect the prehistoric world.

As for what impact this would have on Chaos Sea, Daozu didn't care.

In fact, this power of karma is nothing to the endless chaotic sea. It is very weak, and will be slowly dissolved by the chaotic sea into an attributeless, indeterminate, but all-encompassing chaotic breath.

The cards in Li Changshou's hand were successfully reduced by one.

At this time, Li Changshou set his eyes on the prehistoric world, keenly grasping the weakening of the power of heaven.

Hongjun scared?

Li Changshou expelled such thoughts from the Lingtai. He was more willing to believe that Hongjun Daozu had a bigger plan at this time, in order to 'show the enemy weak'.

Keep a steady hand, and prepare a little more for the backhand, and stay [-] points vigilant.

Neither he nor Hongjun can lose.

Let's go for a walk again.

There are changes in the world, and it would be unreasonable for me to keep retreating.

Due to the dissipation of the power of the Nine Poor Springs, the world now ushers in the revival of Taoism.

Guessing that turning a tiger into a Buddha is not far away, I should go out and walk around, take some disciples back to Lingtai Mountain for training, and make all preparations for teaching the stone monkey.

So, the Bodhi Patriarch flew out of Lingtai Mountain with a crane, and once again set foot in Central China.

Last time I made a wave of classics, this time I will make some apprentices...

The fine tradition of Western religion.

……

A few years later.

"Hey, did you hear that?

It is said that the Bodhi patriarch of the Western religion pretended to be an ordinary Qi refiner, and stole a large number of Taoist classics in our Central God Continent, and took away more than a dozen boys and girls with outstanding aptitude. "

"Yuxu Palace has already sent immortals to investigate this matter, but it is estimated that nothing will be done."

"Hey, can the matter of Qi refiners be called stealing? Fellow Daoist's words are too harsh, so it's obvious that you have learned something during the discussion."

"Hahahaha!"

A town in Zhongshenzhou.

Li Changshou used the body of Xu Bodhi to transform into a middle-aged scribe, sitting quietly in the private room of the restaurant where the qi refiners gathered, drinking tea and listening to the discussions everywhere.

This place is not too far from the border of Nanfangbuzhou. Li Changshou quietly let go of his immortal consciousness and stared at the scene that was happening at a checkpoint in the northern part of Nanfangbuzhou.

More than [-] years ago, there was an old scholar in Nanzhou, who traveled in various vassal states, and finally went to the side of Emperor Zhou, in charge of Zhou's documents and classics.

In the past 20 years, this old gentleman has gained a high reputation in the ordinary "literate circle", and he has also taught many people who are motivated to study.

But this old gentleman resigned two years ago, rode a green bull, and traveled to study in the prosperous place of the human race.

Look at the world of mortals without disturbing your heart, and let it be natural to speak all the truth.

The old man rode a bull and headed towards the northwest of Nanzhou, surrounded by a little bit of human luck.

Today, the old gentleman just arrived at Hangu Pass, the Xiongguan Pass in the northwest of Zhou State. The officials guarding the pass can be regarded as half disciples of this old gentleman. He visited this old gentleman in Zhou Guoguo when he was young.

When the customs guard learned that the old man was leaving the prosperous place of the Central Plains to travel westward to enlighten him, he felt grateful and begged the old man to leave a scripture so that he could implement his enlightenment.

The old man readily agreed, got off the back of the ox, brought a pen and ink, and wrote a scripture from noon to dusk, and finally walked away leisurely with the setting sun.

The official's name is Yin Xi;

The old gentleman's name is Li Er, and he was transformed by the old gentleman.

This scripture, which bears the fate of the human race gathered by Laojun, has condensed into an eternal chapter.