The fairy father

Li Ping'an actually didn't listen to what Lao Jun said later.

He also forgot how he left the Tushita Palace and how he returned to the dormitory. When he came back to his senses, he was lying on Mu Ningning's slender and round thighs, with a slight smell of alcohol on his body.

A pair of catkins gently pressed against his forehead.

Mu Ningning looked down at him, her eyes full of tenderness, and said softly: "Are you feeling better now?"

"Well...what happened to me before?"

"You're drunk. I've never seen you drink so much. My sister and I can't help it."

Mu Ningning sighed:

"My sister said that you have a bad conscience and a bad temper, and I don't know how to persuade you.

"The two of us were almost ruined by you."

Li Ping'an smiled apologetically, raised his head and stretched out his hand. Mu Ningning lay down beside him knowingly and snuggled into his arms.

When his immortal consciousness swept over it, Li Ping'an saw that the dormitory was quite miserable.

When he was drunk and fell asleep to rest, Yaochi had already returned to the bedroom next door and was still asleep at the moment.

"Senior brother, are you not optimistic about the great catastrophe?"

"Well," Li Ping'an hugged her thin but smooth shoulders, closed his eyes and sighed, "I can't say that I'm not optimistic, but it's a little more complicated than I thought before. After all, I'm still too naive, and I think all people with lofty ideals should follow the instructions. If I take the route I planned, in fact, all I can offer is just a possibility.”

Mu Ningning couldn't understand it.

She had vaguely heard from Yao Chi that the person behind the Dao Immortal Conferring God Tribulation was now the Taiqing Sage, which shocked her senior brother.

Mu Ningning whispered: "If a saint does something wrong, he should say it right."

"It's not that anyone made a mistake, it's just a different choice."

Li Pingan smiled bitterly:

“Next, let me spend more time with you two.

"When Master is released from confinement, I will go to Master to express my feelings again, and let's cherish the remaining years together.

"This is better than anything else."

Mu Ningning blinked, looked up at Li Ping'an's expression, and raised her hand to wipe away the helplessness on his forehead, but in the end she could only sigh.

She had no objection to Qing Su's matter.

She just felt an emotion from her senior brother that she had never felt before.

In the past, no matter what setbacks or crises we encountered, the senior brother had also been anxious and angry, had been arrogant, and had been furious, but he had never been so speechless.

The senior brother has been dragging the two of them to have fun and get drunk in the past few days. When he was drunk, Yaochi briefly explained a few words.

‘He is like this, probably because he feels that he has been busy in vain, and the saint does not really trust his future plans. ’

‘If it were me, I would probably be even more frustrated. ’

‘I don’t know if Your Majesty will just become depressed and stop going to the Dao Immortal Conferring God Tribulation. If so, that would be a good thing. The final catastrophe after the Dao Immortal Conferring God Tribulation is your Majesty’s stage. ’

"Senior brother," Mu Ningning asked in a low voice, "If we really can't survive the final catastrophe, is there any way to send Yiqing and Yingying away from this world?"

Li Pingan hugged her gently and said with a smile: "What are you thinking about? Justice will prevail."

"If justice really wins, there won't be so many tragedies in the world."

Mu Ningning said softly:

"Most things in this world are unfair. Senior brother, you have changed the world. This is already a great achievement.

“As for the great calamity and the saints, I don’t know much about these.

"But if they really don't respect your ideas, senior brother, you can just go to the Transcendent Teacher."

"Hey! Hey!"

Li Ping'an quickly covered his wife's mouth and glared: "Can you say such nonsense?"

Mu Ningning blinked, her long eyelashes touching each other, as if to say that she understood.

"To say we'll just leave it alone is just to spoil the fun."

Li Pingan was lying on the bed with a big character, his eyes were a little empty, but the thoughts in his heart became more and more vivid.

Taiqing wants to promote the catastrophe of Taoist immortals becoming gods;

Yuqing wants to cooperate with the Taoist Immortal to Confer the Gods;

Except for one leader, all the disciples of Jiejiao are in danger.

‘Although Master Turtle Spirit Master already has the status of a god, he still has to protect her carefully in the future, so as not to really fall. ’

Li Ping'an thought so, Yuanshen quickly wrote a few names.

Among the Jie Jiao Immortals he most wanted to save, Zhao Gongming ranked second and Jin Ling Shen Shen ranked third. These two disciples were extremely powerful and belonged to the ceiling of great power in the ancient world.

If Li Ping'an remembers correctly, in the Fengshen script, the eight major disciples of Jie Jiao all ended badly.

Taoist Duobao was captured by Laozi and participated in the subsequent transformation of Hu into Buddha, and was used as a pawn in the calculation of Western religion.

The Holy Mother of Jin Ling was beaten to death, and she became the famous Doumu Yuanjun. ——Doumu Yuanjun seems to be the mother of two Four Emperors, Ziwei and Gouchen, also known as the Mother of Ten Thousand Stars.

Turtles and turtles are also miserable, being treated as fast food by Western Buddhist monks.

Mother Wudang was arranged to escape by the leader of the Tongtian Sect in front of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, saying that she was leaving some inheritance for the Jie Sect.

Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao were even more miserable.

Zhao Gongming was the worst. He was killed by Lu Ya with a nail-head seven-arrow calligraphy curse. He was made a god and became the true king of Longhu Xuantan. Because he had four subordinates in charge of attracting wealth, he became the god of wealth. .

Due to Zhao Gongming's death, Sanxiao set up the Nine-Meandering Yellow River Formation, cutting off the cultivation of the twelve golden immortals of Chanjiao. Then the saint came to the end and killed Qiongxiao Bixiao. Yunxiao was wrapped up in the Qiankun Diagram and suppressed. Under Qilin Cliff.

These few...

If we can save Li Pingan, we must save him.

These are all powerful levels of combat power.

In fact, the best result is to save them from a certain death situation, and then let the opponent's body be put on the list to serve in the heaven, which not only retains their own fighting power, but also allows the heaven to regain their way.

Since the Immortal Tribulation of the Conferred God Dao is destined to happen, there is no way to stop it;

Li Ping'an could only do this kind of planning.

He just couldn't accept it before. It was Saint Taiqing who promoted this catastrophe.

Even if his master Yuanshi Tianzun was the driving force behind it, Li Ping'an could accept it.

His view of Taiqing is always based on the filter of Tao Te Ching.

‘Actually, it’s okay. Our original plan was to end up personally and fish for people in the great tribulation for Heaven. ’

'The alien spirit is ready, and he will be reincarnated as Ji Dan in a few years. ’

'Being depressed is the most useless thing. Finding ways to realize your plans is the most important thing. ’

Li Ping'an got back on his feet.

And after the absurdity and release of the past few days, he is now under little pressure, extremely active, and even has a new understanding of the avenue of all living beings.

Before he could jump up, a cold little hand suddenly penetrated his collar.

Li Ping'an looked down and happened to see the pretty little junior sister with a blush on her face, as well as her laziness and charm.

She stuck out the tip of her tongue and lightly touched his chest.

Li Ping'an's whole body felt like an electric shock, and his fighting spirit suddenly became high.

The dormitory hall was quickly covered by a barrier, and the fairies guarding outside the hall pretended that nothing happened.

…

A few days ago, Li Ping'an returned to Tushita Palace.

In the small courtyard of the Western Church, there was actually a minor dispute.

Zhunti's dharma body disintegrated on its own outside the Nantian Gate. His body slowly opened his eyes from the small courtyard, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

There was a little bit of pride in that smile.

The pride after finally letting Li Pingan suffer a loss.

"Alas," the sigh from the leading Taoist came from the side, "Junior brother, you are too obsessed."

"Senior brother," Zhunti said seriously, "How can you say this is my obsession?"

"From the moment you and I obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi and became the Saints of Heaven, we have become abandoned children to the teacher."

The Taoist guide said slowly:

“After all, the teacher just sees you and me as pawns.

"It's impossible for him to take you and me out of this world at the end of the tribulation.

"Do you still remember the first words the teacher said when he saw you and me?"

Zhunti calculated with his fingers, then shook his head gently: "Senior brother, please clarify."

"What the teacher said is... you showed up quite early this time."

Hui Yin smiled bitterly:

"Although I don't know what the teacher is planning, this is not the first time he has planned the entire world.

“The reincarnation of living beings is accompanied by the true spirit being enslaved by heaven and earth.

“The reincarnation of heaven and earth is accompanied by the suffering and torture of countless living beings.

"You and I are saints of the West, and we have no choice but to be saints of the West many times. If we want to escape the fate of reincarnation, there are only two ways. One is to defeat the teacher, and the other is to pursue transcendence.

“The hope for the second path is extremely slim.

"Why do you still obey the teacher's orders to disrupt Taiqing's layout and plan, so that the Emperor of Heaven can create a gap with it?

"It's better to let them try than to do nothing."

Zhunti was silent.

The golden lotus under the reception seat is slowly turning.

Zhuntihu said: "Senior brother, do you think there is still a chance of winning in this world?"

Now it was the turn to be silent.

Zhunti said in a deep voice:

"The world here is basically a mortal body. Since ancient times, our teacher has made too many arrangements. It was not until ancient times that the Sanqing Dynasty discovered his existence.

"The teacher has always said before that he is afraid of the three pure beings uniting into one, and he is afraid of the three treasures transformed by the Sky-Opening Axe.

"Looking at it now, this is just what the teacher said deliberately, causing us to misjudge his strength.

"It is now proven that the Chaos Bell is the teacher's treasure, Donghuang Taiyi is the teacher's adopted son, and even those chaotic beasts are driven by the teacher.

"The strength of the Chaos Behemoths in the Chaos Sea is almost the same as that of you and me in the Chaos Sea, and there are as many as thirty-six Chaos Behemoths that have been identified.

"Teacher, if you want to conquer the ancient world, all you need is an order.

"We don't know what the teacher is planning, but let's assume that he wants to create a perfect world where the heaven and earth will be eternal and all living beings can live forever, and then resurrect the living beings in his native world to make up for his regrets.

"Does it really matter whether you or I resist the teacher?"

Jie Yin frowned and said nothing.

Zhunti slowly shook his head: "You and I are not important. You and I are not a threat to the teacher at all... Senior brother, after becoming a saint, you have become a little different. You have more compassion and less competitiveness. You have completed I have fulfilled my wish, but I haven’t yet.”

He then asked, "Junior brother, what is your wish?"

"If I don't become the last of the Six Saints, my teaching will be higher than the Taoist sect!"

Zhunti's face showed anger, then he closed his eyes and sighed.

Then, Zhunti sighed softly and said slowly:

"Senior brother, the Taoist Immortal Conferred God Tribulation is the opportunity for our religion to prosper. You and I made plans early in the morning and made secret arrangements. Once the time is right, we will try to bring as many disciples back to the West to practice.

"Jie Jiao has been brought to the dining table. Kill the immortals to promote the way of heaven, and destroy Jie Du.

"This is our opportunity.

"And there is no chance of transcendence here, but the premise is that we in the West are completely prosperous, and then we use the method of you and me to build the Kingdom of God, gather the thoughts of all living beings, and find a way to break through the barriers between heaven and earth.

"Senior brother, in this world of great strife, if you become tired, I'm afraid your strength will be insufficient."

Jie Yin closed his eyes and sighed, "It's all up to you."

"Thank you, senior brother."

A slight smile appeared on Zhunti's lips, and he continued to close his eyes and concentrate, wandering around the three realms.

Every few days, they only occasionally talked.

"Has Ksitigarbha not broken through yet?"

"Ksitigarbha should be not far from Daluo Jinxian. Senior brother, why don't you and I give him some more insights?"

"Let him realize it on his own. If you only encourage the growth of seedlings, it will never become a good tree."

…

In heaven, Lingxiao Palace is shrouded in fairy mist.

Li Ping'an slumped in the throne in total comfort, looking at the thirty-six Chang'e's dancing below him, and listening to the strings played by the hundreds of musicians arrayed in the left and right corners, his eyes felt a little boring.

He has been fighting in the north and south for so many years. What happened to enjoying himself?

Chang'e is a female official in heaven, and these fairies specialize in dancing, mainly performing dances at the peach feast.

His Majesty, the Emperor of Heaven, naturally has the right to summon Chang'e to perform dances at any time.

Li Ping'an rarely exercised his imperial power, and now he suddenly summoned all the Chang'e's. These Chang'e's were still a little nervous and made some mistakes while busy. Many Chang'e's even wanted to show off all the beauty under their colorful clothes to His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven in order to win His Majesty's favor. A few glances of favor.

It's a pity that Li Ping'an just purely appreciates art.

Li Dazhi came strolling from outside the palace on a cloud, and when he saw the scene in front of him, there was a little smile in his eyes.

He walked around the dance floor, went straight to the high platform, and sat next to Li Ping'an's throne.

A fairy nearby brought a low table and brought fairy tea.

Li Dazhi took out a pack of melon seeds from his sleeve and handed one to Li Ping'an. The father and son ate the melon seeds, watched Chang'e dance, and leaned toward each other, which was very comfortable.

"I thought you would be decadent for a few months."

Li Dazhi smiled and said:

"It seems that my two daughters-in-law are quite good at comforting people."

"Can't I grow up on my own?"

Li Pingan responded angrily:

"What's the reaction from Jie Jiao?"

"How do you know how many days I stayed at Jie Jiao's place?"

Li Dazhi sighed:

"Xian Jie Jiao has realized the seriousness of the matter. After being disturbed by Zhun Ti, everyone knows that this catastrophe is aimed at Jie Jiao. The two saints Taiqing and Yuqing will target Jie Jiao, and the West Teach them to do things over there.

"The four saints are all on the opposite side of Jie Jiao.

"The pressure on Master Tongtian should be extremely huge. He has ordered many times in the past few days that all Jie Jiao disciples are not allowed to go out. If a Jie Jiao disciple falls into disaster, other disciples are not allowed to rescue him.

"In addition, Jie Jiao has also begun to comprehensively deal with the catastrophe. Some Jie Jiao masters are more radical. They say they want to destroy Yuxu Palace and Lingshan.

"The four of them, Duobao, Jin Ling, Wudang, and Gui Ling, discussed with Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao for two days and two nights, and decided to take the initiative and make every effort to train the group of disciples they had received from Shang Kingdom.

"That's what Jiejiao is like. They seize a glimmer of hope and never give up. Even when facing four saints, they have to draw their swords."

Li Ping'an clicked his tongue, his eyes full of helplessness.

He said: "In about five or six years, I will have multiple fathers."

"Ah?" Li Dazhi glared and cursed, "You want to recognize a thief as your father?"

"Dad, what are you thinking about? I am a ray of soul reincarnated to the Shang Kingdom."

Li Pingan smiled and said calmly:

"Let's make a plan. Everyone will take action, and then they will rely on their own abilities. The West and Chanjie each have their own goals. Some want to be prosperous, some want to overcome the disaster, and some want to survive.

“I’m different.

"I'm going to select the future Heavenly Heavenly Combat Team and try to gather as much combat power as possible.

"They fight theirs, and I plan mine, not side by side."

Li Dazhi pondered for a few times: "That's okay, as long as you think so... Your master hasn't been released from seclusion yet? When can I have a third daughter-in-law and a third grandchild?"

Li Ping'an:...

His thoughts, Lao Li's, are really impure.

Suddenly, an immortal soldier hurried over from outside the palace, walked around the dancing Chang'es, knelt on one knee under the high platform, and respectfully said:

"Your Majesty, the Feng Clan has just sent a memorial."