My brother is so stable

And two Nine Rank Golden Pills.

The great mage himself doesn't have any spiritual treasures. After all, he can borrow Taiji Diagram, Xuanhuang Pagoda, Fenghuo futon, Lidi fireworks banner and many other treasures from human education at any time...

No way, Li Changshou is not yet an official member, so he can only rub the experience card given by the official member...

After the great mage waved his sleeves out of thin air, he personally arranged two large formations, and according to Li Changshou's request, hid the two large formations in a barren forest where the West Sea and Xiniu Hezhou meet...

"Longevity, pick up the tower!"

Master Xuandu gave a soft drink, held the exquisite Xuanhuang Pagoda with his palm, and pushed it lightly, sending the pagoda to the top of Li Changshou's head.

The mysterious yellow aura scattered around the three-inch-high small pagoda, and radiated colorful rays of light, covering Li Changshou's whole body.

The ultimate defensive spiritual treasure, one of the strongest treasures in the world, the Exquisite Xuanhuang Pagoda!

Just like that, it fell on top of my head!

This moment!

Li Changshou felt a kind of warmth, a kind of peace of mind, and an indescribable... moved!

Disciple live a long life, willing to run and work hard for human education, and sprinkle blood in a limited amount!

The pagoda vibrated lightly, and Li Changshou felt a little enlightened in his heart.

It seems that the tower is talking to him, encouraging him, comforting him, making him stand up and face the future bravely...

'What are you thinking?hurry up!Let go of your mind and let Benta protect your primordial spirit. '

Uh?Who is speaking?

Li Changshou stared, and looked up at the small pagoda above his head.

The lights around the pagoda seemed to be flickering rhythmically, and wisps of warm breath swam in Li Changshou's body, making his immortal power a little clearer.

On the side, Master Xuandu stood with his hands behind his back, smiling without saying a word.

Just listen, that indistinguishable but somewhat rough voice continued to ring out from the bottom of Li Changshou's heart, chattering endlessly...

This voice was actually the local accent that Li Changshou was more familiar with in his previous life.

'Why are you still in a turbulent mood?

We are rewarded by the master for your temporary use, don't think that this little knowledge can control us.

As a disciple of the Human Sect, you should be a little like a disciple of the Human Sect. What does it look like when your mood fluctuates like this?Where did it come from?

The Tower is protecting you today, what else can happen?

If the Zhuxian Sword Formation does not come, and the Pangu banner does not open, if anyone can hurt you, will Benta write a letter with the name upside down?

You say that you are so mixed up that you are taken care of by the master, and you are about to become the master's disciple. Why don't you have the demeanor of a human teacher?

Tell me about you, can you straighten your waist.

...'

Li Changshou's forehead was covered with black lines, and he turned to look at the Archmage.

The archmage turned around and shrugged, but didn't really laugh.

The great master said: "Longevity, you must respect your predecessors."

"Yes," Li Changshou agreed respectfully, bowed deeply to the Linglong Xuanhuang Pagoda above his head, and then relaxed his mind.

The small pagoda sank slowly, from above Li Changshou's head, into his Taoist body.

At this time, Xuanhuang Tower is still outputting crazily:

'That's right, this pagoda is a spirit treasure, do you know what a spirit treasure is?Do you know what is the mysterious yellow breath?

Don’t understand, come on, Benta will tell you slowly.

This starts before the creation of the world...'

Li Changshou: ...

The archmage smiled and said, "If the Lingbao is spiritual enough, it will be able to communicate with the person in charge.

These treasures of the teacher have been bored by the teacher's side for a long time on weekdays, and the teacher refused to communicate with the teacher, so they seem to talk too much. "

"Grand Master," Li Changshou was a little flustered, "Why did the disciple hear some... strange accents?"

Li Changshou got the answer to this question from the bottom of his heart.

'Strange accent, do you really think Benta can speak?Benta has a long mouth or something?

This is the voice that Benta has integrated the exchange of spiritual thoughts to your soul, and your soul understands and condenses it on its own.

I don’t even understand this, how did you become a Golden Immortal?

How old are you, and still so innocent... Uh, why are you not yet three hundred years old? It’s okay, you’re just a doll.

Don't worry, Uncle Ta is covering you, you can do whatever you want! '

The voice suddenly became a little more loving and caring, much gentler than before.

Li Changshou pursed his lips and frowned. Today, he has gained a lot of knowledge.

"Great Master," Li Changshou said, "Let's rehearse the retreat a few times."

The archmage smiled and said, "Isn't your plan complete?"

"No matter how much you write on paper, it's better to try it a few more times," Li Changshou made a bow, "Please ask the great mage to complete it."

"Good," the archmage shook his sleeves, "tell me, how to rehearse?"

Li Changshou took out a few paper figurines from his sleeve...

So, two days later.

……

At noon, the warm sun shines on the blue sea.

Over the West Sea near Xiniu Hezhou, several figures came from high above the clouds.

The first person, with white hair and white robe, smiling eyes, holding a dust whisk in his hand, exudes a faint golden fairyland coercion from his fairy body, he is Li Changshou's [Sea God] Paper Taoist.