My brother is so stable

Li Changshou still has the mentality of giving it a try, with one sleeve, paper Taoist figures...

"Stop it, this spirit has a predestined relationship with me in the West."

A sighing voice came from the clouds, and the obscure and inexplicable Taoist rhyme slowly spread from the sky and the earth, wrapping the golden cicadas in layers.

Li Changshou shuddered suddenly, and discarded all the paper priests that had been thrown out. This old fairy paper priest was instantly swallowed by the flames and turned into ashes!

At this moment, the figure of the great mage Xuandu appeared at the place where Li Changshou was standing, his sleeve fluttered, and a speck of ashes got into the sleeve of the great mage.

Sure enough!

High in the sky, white clouds scattered, and the sky was full of rays of light. An old Taoist in a tattered Taoist robe sat cross-legged on the clouds, his true face hidden in the chaos, and his sharp eyes swept down.

The archmage smiled calmly, bowed to Yunshang, and said:

"I have seen Master Saint."

I heard Li Changshou muttering in a voice: "Master, if you make a repair now, this golden cicada will undoubtedly die."

The archmage's mouth twitched a few times, but he didn't answer.

On the contrary, it was the Xuanhuang Pagoda who sighed in Li Changshou's heart:

"It's only now that we figured out that you are the one that our people teach the most black...

Are you really only three hundred years old? "

(PS: Thanks to the lord 'Charcoal Banana' for being popular again!

The author who writes two chapters every day wants to die, and it is a struggle from noon to early morning. )

Chapter 3 and eight

Anshui City, back hall.

A piece of water and fire Tai Chi appeared out of thin air, bearing the power of water and fire and slowly rotating.

The archmage jumped out of it, his expression a bit stern.

When the water, fire and Taiji dissipated, the cuffs of the great mage fluttered gently, and a handful of ashes floated out, accompanied by a little bit of fluorescence, turning into the figure of Li Changshou.

He still has the appearance of that old fairy, with a phantom of a pagoda on his chest.

The archmage let out a breath, and sat back on the armchair. He was silent for a while, and then sighed:

"This uncle, a little too..."

Li Changshou was holding his fly whisk beside him, and said in a low voice, "Master, after all, this is a sage..."

"Well, I know it myself," the archmage nodded slowly, and said, "I should have listened to you at that time, and cut off the golden cicada's cicada in front of this uncle.

Originally, I thought it was not good to involve the conflict between the West and Taoism.

But at this time, it seems that there is no need to talk about the West.

They didn't care about the word noodle. "

There is one thing to say, the archmage is so elegant and easy-going when he gets angry.

Li Changshou didn't know how to persuade Li Changshou.

That sage master is really...

It's hard to say.

A moment ago, Daling exploded at the ruins.

The Taoist Zhunti, the second leader of the Western Church, whose face was blurred and whose figure was obscured by the sun's rays, appeared on the stage, saying that the golden cicada had a destiny with the West, and told the two to stop.

At that time, Li Changshou secretly suggested to the archmage to make up the sword, but the archmage obviously hesitated, so that he missed the opportunity.

This is not because the archmage dared not fight against the saint. If necessary, it is estimated that the archmage should or will.

But what happened today was Li Changshou's counterattack against Jin Chanzi, so there were reasons and results, and there were reasons and evidence.

If the archmage forcibly kills Jin Chanzi, it will be directly exposed, and the human religion wants to destroy their luck for the great prosperity of the West, thus adding unnecessary karma to the human religion...

This is actually nothing.

There are a total of two and a half people's sects. The big deal is that Laozi Taiqing made a move and had a match with two saints of the Western sect.

I am afraid that it is impossible to be afraid, and it is estimated that it can scare the West...

But if this happens, things will get out of hand, there will be a turmoil in the prehistoric world, and the luck of the Taoist sect will be affected. The great mage will inevitably be pulled back to the Taiqing Temple by the Taiqing sage, and he will be banned for a few Yuanhui...

That would be very unbeautiful.

More importantly, the archmage saw Li Changshou's performance today and found that this golden cicada...

It will be difficult to pose any threat to Renjiao in the future.

When Jin Chanzi grows up again, Li Changshou won't stand still, and dealing with this guy at that time should only be a matter of using his brain and flexing his knuckles a little.

Therefore, the Archmage decided not to forcibly kill Jin Chanzi, but just tried to break the cause and effect.

What the Archmage said:

"Uncle Zhunti, this monstrous monstrous beast wants to harm our disciples, so it should be killed by our disciples."

The old Taoist on the cloud said indifferently: "Why, is the thin side of the poor Taoist not enough?"

The archmage's smile gradually subsided, and he looked up at the cloudy glow, his figure still tall and straight.

The clouds in the sky are like mountains, and the people below are like Daze!

The great master said: "If the master uncle said so, the disciple would not dare to say more, but the master uncle, how should the cause and effect of today be resolved?"

The old Taoist said: "Since I come, cause and effect can be destroyed."

"What if Jin Chan takes action against the people in my sect again?"

"Depending on rise and fall, there is a law of fate," the old Taoist said leisurely, "There are causes and consequences."

Master Xuandu narrowed his eyes slightly.

But Li Changshou, who was hiding in the sleeve of the archmage, was filled with emotion at this moment.

Is this the saint?