My brother is so stable

and many more.

At that time, Li Changshou's understanding of the way of heaven was limited, his thinking was not that comprehensive, he did not have enough information, and his thinking was somewhat whimsical.

But every train of thought, it can be foreseen, is the death and injury of countless living beings.

Li Changshou could only keep denying these ideas.

It is my own thoughts to destroy Taoist ancestors and Heavenly Dao, born of my own hatred, and I should not use the lives of other living beings as bargaining chips.

One person does one thing.

Therefore, I actually have only one way, to balance the way of heaven, to understand the way of heaven, and to reconstruct the way of heaven.

How to balance the way of heaven?

how to...

"Brother!"

A call woke up the drowsy Li Changshou.

He felt the figure of Ling'e rushing over, and felt the spiritual power emitted by the chaotic clock, separating Ling'e.

"Be gentle," Zhong Zhiling appeared beside him, and said in a low voice, "He can't stand your bumping now."

Ling'e couldn't help crying, knelt beside Li Changshou, poured out large and small bottles of pills in her treasure bag, held Li Changshou's white hair, looked at Li Changshou's old face, her little hands kept shaking.

"Brother, don't scare me!

Aren't you [-]% sure you're fine?

Aren't you seeking stability!you are not……"

"Why are you crying, it's so ugly, I'll punish you for copying scriptures."

Li Changshou raised his left hand with some difficulty, trying to touch Ling'e's head, but found that his palm was as shriveled as dead wood, and covered with wrinkles.

"It's not that I'm fine, it's just that I'm out of strength."

He wanted to put his hand down, but Ling'e quickly moved forward, grasped his hand, and placed it on his cheek.

Yun Xiao's figure flashed behind Li Changshou, and she knelt silently, holding his shoulders with both hands, and cautiously entered Li Changshou's body with wisps of spiritual power, her eye circles couldn't help turning red.

Tao's body is like a dry and cracked riverbed.

Streams of light flicker...

"Chang Geng!"

"Master Xingjun!"

"Brother!"

"Uncle Chang'an!"

"What's the matter, this is!"

Zhao Gongming's lips trembled, and he squatted in front of Li Changshou, wanting to help him but he didn't dare to move, "Why are you playing so big? Don't you have spare energy for everything?"

"Really, I can't die."

Li Changshou said in a low voice: "It's just a loss of morality, just rebuild it."

Yun Xiao was about to speak immediately, but Li Changshou patted her jade hand in time.

"Chang Geng," Jade Emperor's voice was slightly choked.

Li Changshou immediately put on a helpless expression, and sighed: "Your Majesty, I really just lost my strength, and I just lost my ability for the time being."

"The old gentleman is here!"

"Quick! Make way for Laojun!"

The surrounding gods dispersed quickly, and Laojun floated down from the back of the bull, frowning and grasping Li Changshou's wrist.

Soon, the old gentleman said:

"Life is safe."

All the immortals breathed a sigh of relief.

Laojun took out a elixir from his sleeve, thought for a while, and turned the elixir into a powder, mixed a little bit of the powder, and put it into Li Changshou's mouth.

Li Changshou's complexion suddenly looked better, a trace of gray was added to his haggard white hair, and his face looked younger.

"Thank you sir."

The voice is also a little more powerful.

"Well," Laojun nodded, and pondered for a while, "Go to Tushita Palace for recuperation first."

"Let's finish fighting here." Li Changshou looked towards the void in front of him. He had no cultivation base, and now he was maintaining himself with only one mouthful of spiritual power, and he could only see a few blurred lights and shadows.

"Then wait a while."

The old gentleman responded in a low voice, and his body turned into a white awn and rushed to the fighting place.

In a short while, the Taishang Laojun and the Taiqing sage merged into one, chanting the mysterious mantra in their mouths, without any gap or effort in speaking, waving their hands to condense into a big millstone of yin and yang in the world.

That momentum was indescribably fierce.

Li Changshou exhaled lightly...

Naturally, he knew what his own situation was; he had naturally considered many situations in choosing this path, and he had also prepared one or two backups.

There is no change without bloodshed.

He was already very satisfied with being able to do this.

The battle to destroy Daozu lasted for a long time.

The Sanqing sages were at full strength, and Daozu played all his cards.

They have all broken away from the shackles of the heavenly way, and they cannot borrow the power of the new heavenly way, and they are fighting with their own magic power.

This battle was much more difficult than Taiqing's battle against Hongjun in Zixiao Palace.

Empress Nuwa stood beside Li Changshou for a while, and after confirming that Li Changshou was alive, she went to fight for the Sanqing saints.