My brother is so stable

As soon as I open my eyes, I see a strange bed curtain;

Li Changshou naturally knew that he and his junior sister were brought to Potian Peak, and he was now lying on the bed of Senior Uncle Jiu Jiu.

Ling'e was arranged by Jiu Shi in Jiu Shi's attic, and she slept peacefully all the time without being disturbed by anyone.

During these seven days, Uncle Jiu Jiu was often instigated by Uncle Jiu Shi to poke and poke him here and there;

But every time it wasn't a problem, Li Changshou didn't care too much.

Turning his head, he saw that Uncle Jiu Jiu was sitting on the ground, leaning on the side of the bed, with two empty jugs by his hand, snoring lightly...

'Is there anyone who takes care of patients like you? '

Li Changshou was a little dumbfounded, and slowly sat up, looking around.

He probably will always remember that he was rushed to this attic by Master Jiuwu on his shoulders, and he caught the first sight inside with his immortal sense.

That is no longer the word 'chaos' to describe...

Just as he was about to stand up, a silver-white command arrow flew out of the window. Li Changshou immediately raised his hand and blocked the signaling arrow at the window.

A somewhat unfamiliar voice sounded:

"Li Changshou, disciple of Little Qiongfeng!"

Li Changshou got up and cupped his hands, and replied, "The disciple is here."

"Come quickly to Duxian Temple, the head has been waiting for you for a long time."

Li Changshou frowned subconsciously, and said in a low voice, "The disciple takes orders."

Sect leader?

Could it be that the aftermath and disguise I did before have been seen through by the head?

It doesn't make sense, after I came back, Immortal Sense has been staring at Elder Wan Linjun, and also noticed the activity of "Unknown Hero's Incense Worship" held in the door...

There are indications that no one can doubt himself.

No matter what, when the head of the sect summoned him, he couldn't hide himself.

Getting up, Li Changshou straightened his Taoist robes, lowered his head and put two bottles of the 'good taste' panacea that he hadn't given her before, and looked at Ling'e who was sleeping soundly, and hurried to Duxian Temple.

As soon as Li Changshou rushed to Duxian Palace, the bag hanging around Ling'e's waist began to twist slightly.

It's just that Lan Ling'e's cultivation base is too shallow, and she is still in a coma at this time, and she doesn't feel the strangeness of the animal skin bag at all...

Chapter 98 Your Disciple, I Treat You Kindly [[-] Poems Added]

Has the matter of Tibetan cultivation really been exposed?

Li Changshou had been thinking about this question as he flew towards Duxian Palace on the cloud.

Now, because of the matter of the South Sea God Sect, and because of his own carelessness, he confronted that legendary Mosquito Taoist head-on...

The cultivation base that I have hidden is not just as simple as a hole card;

This is directly related to your own wealth and life!

"Gu Xiping Qi Jue" is a "side-door" method, which actually took a lot of Li Changshou's energy;

At the beginning, he continuously analyzed various methods of probing and repairing, and reversed the conclusion; he also summarized and integrated various methods of hiding the breath stored in Duxianmen, and found out the way to hide the breath...

Before he crossed the catastrophe, this technique had been improved dozens of times. After Li Changshou became an immortal, he raised this technique to the same strategic level as the escape method!

But in the face of the Jinxian who didn't know how long he had lived, Li Changshou felt a little uncertain...

'We can only make two-handed preparations. If the leader deliberately tries to test it, he will directly use the No. [-] backup plan. '

The so-called backup plan is nothing more than to immediately prove his innocence.

The first time I proved that I am not an enemy spy, not a foreign devil, I am a real disciple of Du Xianmen, but it is just a coincidence, my practice speed is faster, and I accidentally soared when I crossed the catastrophe...

Landing in front of the temple, look at the magnificent palace ahead.

Li Changshou lowered his mind, restrained his immortal consciousness, stabilized his aura at the eighth level of Void Return Realm, and stepped into it.

As soon as he entered the hall, he heard a weak voice:

"Cough, cough, cough...

Little Qiongfeng's disciple, Li Changshou?

Don't make a sound, just nod your head. "

Li Changshou remained calm and nodded slightly.

The voice said again: "Come to the left, there is a small door in the corner of the hall, just come in.

Don't be nervous, Pindao is the head of Duxian Sect, and he called you here to tell you a small matter.

Cough, cough cough. "

Li Changshou: ...

Leaving other things aside, listening to this voice transmission, why does the sect leader look a little terminally ill?

Li Changshou bowed his head and walked quickly in the somewhat empty main hall of the sect, heading for the corner on the left side of the hall, and soon arrived in front of the two wooden doors;

He stood for a while, only to gently push open the wooden door when he heard the voice of the headmaster again...

Inside is a simple and elegant tea room with several tables, chairs and screens. Outside the two open windows, there is a beautiful view of 'Yunhaifeng Island'.

Li Changshou had no intention of admiring these, and looked up at the young Taoist sitting in front of the window.

This is the head of my own family, the named disciple of Taiqing Laozi's named disciple...

Ji Wuyou.

Its face is like a jade crown, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and unrestrained, needless to say;

Generally speaking, male Qi practitioners who maintain a middle-aged or young face will not look too ugly unless they or their Taoist companions have any special preferences.

The master's smile is gentle and his temperament is elegant, giving people a sense of gentleness...

But that's not the point either.

The point is...