My Senior Brother is Too Steady

　　 Nezha killed Ao Bing, and the dragons flooded Chentang.

　　 Taibai town group dragons, and then hide their name.

　　 In the past six months since the floods of the East China Sea, the power of Heavenly Court in the prehistoric state has reached a new high. All the immortal gates of Zhongshenzhou have come to vote, and the troops sent by Heavenly Court to the Three Thousand Worlds have increased by nearly 60%.

　　 In the three thousand worlds, the incense **** kingdom system built by Western religions for tens of thousands of years is accelerating its collapse.

　　 seems to be able to get rid of the shadow of Western religion and return the three thousand worlds to the rule of heaven before the completion of the Great Tribulation of Gods.

　　 A complete Heavenly Court system can be fully constructed in two steps.

　　 As the senior blueprinter of Heavenly Court, Taibai Jinxing Li Changgeng, suddenly awakened the "soul of work" in the past six months.

　　 The number of times he went to see the Jade Emperor in the Lingxiao Palace was a lot more than before. Every time he went, he would hand over some melodies that would benefit the Heavenly Court to perfect the details of the various parts of the Heavenly Court.

　　He cares about the salary increase, vacation, assessment, and replacement of the gods;

　　Caring about the battle formation, armor, pension and marriage of the heavenly soldiers;

　　 will also worry about the process of holding the Peach Banquet in Yaochi, worry about the appraisal of the titles of the fairies, and worry about the rules of incense to condense the gods.

Etc., etc.

　　 Jade Emperor... I feel very complicated.

　　 The departure of Li Changshou seems to have entered the countdown. As long as there are a few more wars in the southern part of the continent, the dust is settled, and it is time for him to leave.

　　 as if someone was driving him.

　　 In the past six months, Long Ji took a large number of celestial soldiers and generals to Phoenix Mountain in the northern part of Nanfangbuzhou, and built a Qingluan Douque, which was secretly guarded by the heavenly soldiers.

　　 She was waiting for the opportunity to cut into the calamity, participating in the calamity in the name of the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven and the disciple of Chang Gung.

　　 Li Changshou's eyes no longer look at Chaoge City.

　　 is meaningless.

　　 It's not that Dashang's defeat is set, but that Li Changshou will no longer intervene in Dashang's internal affairs.

　　 Speaking of Di Xin, I had to mention Daji at this time.

　　 The emperor's luck can only protect Emperor Xin from being directly murdered by Daji, but Daji does not seek to murder, but enjoys the life of a noble concubine, and the emperor's luck becomes a decoration.

　　 Next, whether it is Daji's slander, or Di Xin's use of Daji's words as an excuse to attack the nobles in Chaoge City in order to suppress the old forces, it will cause violent turbulence in the situation of Dashang.

　　 and Daji...

　　 At this time, it seems that the drama is still real, and I think Di Xin is not bad;

　　 I completely forgot the Daoist Qi Yuan back then, and only ‘my king’ is left.

　　 In order to restrict the powerful and powerful in the DPRK, Emperor Xin also transferred Su Daji's father and brother to Chaoge City, appointed officials and nobles, entrusted them with important tasks, and helped each other with business officials such as Fei Zhongyouhun and Fei Lianyilai.

　　 To use an inappropriate analogy, if Li Changshou were allowed to directly control Di Xin's thinking at this time, Da Shang would have an 80% chance of winning.

　　 There is no way, Tiandao is staring.

　　 Nezha and Dragons are marginal parts of the scriptures of the Heavenly Path, and can be changed at any time, as long as the results are not much different.

　　 But the change of the Emperor of Nanzhou, the interpretation of the battle between the two religions, belongs to the core of the script of Heavenly Dao, if you directly reverse it, Daozu must be impatient.

　　 Under the guidance of Wen Zhong, three and four generations of disciples were cut off and more and more joined the merchant army.

　　 Our Lady of the Fire Spirit became a lieutenant of a Xiongguan, not far from Chaoge City, but didn't have much contact with Wen Zhong, and every day was considered leisurely, and he could leave at any time.

　　 The interpretation of the teaching side is calm and relaxed. It seems that he has obtained an accurate script. Even the investigation of various lords in Nanzhou has stopped.

　　 But Li Changshou was keenly aware that the interpretation and teaching began to secretly preach for Zhou Guo Jichang.

　　 Obviously, it was the second master uncle who had estimated something again, or Heavenly Dao deliberately gave some information.

　　God, I am so selfless.

　　 On Xiaoqiong Peak, Li Changshou sat in a rocking chair, gently fanning the fan in his hand, his eyes a little confused.

After 　　 Chaos Clock came, the chess and card room became lively again, and Xuan Ya came here more and more frequently.

　　 I just don’t know when the little master uncle and little master will come back; or, before they leave Honghuang, can they stay for a while.

　　 Although I rarely go shopping there, I don’t feel too lonely when I hear some laughter.

　　 Li Changshou admits that he is not a hypocritical person. Before the word survival cannot be fully implemented, he dare not ask for any fetters or involvement.

　　 But in the end, people will appreciate what loneliness is.

　　 The road is long and long, and the sky is long with the earth.

　　If you don’t have relatives and friends, you will indeed feel very lonely.

　　 Then, if a few people or a dozen people survive indefinitely in the sea of ​​chaos, what will happen? Can the relationship between yourself and them stand up to the constant friction of the years?

　　 These more philosophical questions are actually very realistic and practical.

　　‘Senior Lang, senior Lang, you really have a problem for me. ’

　　 gently curled up, Li Changshou keenly noticed a ray of mystical Taoist rhyme entwined around him, and he felt a little sleepy.

　　Shenwei Temple? Meng Tianyi?

　　No, this seems to be the way to dream, but it can affect your Dao Xin at this time. Only Heaven and the Five Saints can do it in the prehistoric times.

　　 Li Changshou closed his eyes and exhaled softly.

　　 Kongming Dao Xin was completely opened, and all kinds of thoughts were quickly cleared. He confronted this Dao Yun, and the other party seemed helpless and could only retreat.

　　 "Chang Geng is a poor way."

　　 Daozu.

　　 Li Changshou thought about one or two in his heart, shot and blocked his Dao Xin, leaving only a ray of spiritual thought, and carefully contacted that Dao Yun, and then was drawn into a dream.

　　 If other Qi refiners are drawn into the dream, they will only feel that the dream is like reality, incomparably fit, and it is impossible to distinguish reality from dream.

　　 But under Li Changshou's operation, he seemed to have opened a window in his heart, and Yuanshen sat in front of the ‘screen’ and watched the various pictures played inside.

　　 The sense of substitution is not strong.

　　 This is a prosperous town, the sky is filled with colorful masks, and outside the mask is a gray world.

　　 When he first stepped here, Li Changshou felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him or when he had been there.

　　 Human figures are constantly flying from outside the large formation, most of them are innate in the appearance of Dao bodies, but a small number of them maintain beast and spiritual states. It seems that they are not simple human races, monster races, and various spiritual races.

　　 roughly, the figures here and there are very solid in their own rhyme, and they are all masters if they pick one out.

　　 This reminded Li Changshou of a time, a time when there was a lot of roaring in the wild and the golden fairies were like dogs, and a time when the chaotic sea and the land were extremely lively.

　　The end of ancient times, the beginning of the dragon and the phoenix.

　　 At that time, in order to avoid the dragon, phoenix and unicorn tribe, most of the innate abilities and masters of all walks of life lived on the fringe of the predicament.

　　 At that time, the Sanqing had already applauded the Taoist Master Hongjun, who established the Xuanmen. It was only when the Zixiao Palace preached and joined the Taoism that Xuanmen was renamed Daomen.

　　 And when Li Changshou saw the familiar ‘vortex’ in the middle of this town, he determined when and where this dream was presented.

　　 At the end of ancient times, Xuanducheng.

　　 Just as Li Changshou looked around, feeling full of emotion in his heart, a burly old man walked out of a street corner not far away and showed a kind smile to Li Changshou.

　　 Dao Zu, Hong Jun.

　　 Li Changshou bowed his head and said, without much words, he strolled over.

　　 Hongjun Daozu nodded with a smile, and said to Li Changshou: "Follow me."

　　 "Yes," Li Changshou took the gift of his disciple, put his hands in his sleeves, bowed his head and followed Dao Zu, and stepped into this street.

　　 Seven turns and eight turns, Hongjun Daozu opened two wooden doors and led Li Changshou into a courtyard full of green bamboos.

The layout of the 　　 small courtyard is very elegant, with a curvy stream covered with pebbles, rockery dotted everywhere, and a rustle of bamboo leaves in the courtyard, isolating the noise.

　　 Hongjun Daozu led Li Changshou to the flowing water, pointed out two futons and a low table, and sat down on his own.

　　 "Sit down."

　　 "Thanks Master," Li Changshou whispered, lifting the hem of his robe, and sitting opposite Hongjun Daozu.

　　 Hongjun Daozu chuckled lightly, and said: "How do you think the dream of poor Dao is doing?"

　　 "The dream created by the master is quite real," Li Changshou smiled cautiously, "it can almost be faked."

　　 Hongjun smiled and said: "How do you feel that ninety-eight percent of you are always sarcasm for poor Tao."

　　 Li Changshou:...

　　 "The disciple dare not."

　　 "Don't dare? What else do you dare not?"

　　 Hongjun Daozu smiled and sighed: "It turns into the one that escaped. Heaven cannot obliterate it. From now on, you can only leave.

　　 You are under the nose of the poor Dao, and you have become a little fellow who must be regarded as a fellow Daoist.

　　 really thief. "

　　 Li Changshou sternly said: "No matter what purpose the master had, most of the disciples are able to have today, and most of them are driven by the master.

　　 Shizu called me to come, shouldn't be to convince the disciples to believe in Shizu again, please don't have to say such words.

　　The disciples actually admire the master very much. "

　　 Hongjun Daozu pondered for one or two, and said: "In that case, you and I have a frank talk.

　　Pan Dao and ask you, that day you said in the Purple Cloud Palace that you felt that the human emperor suppressed the last will of Pangu God, but the truth in your heart? "

　　 "It's just a guess by the disciple."

　　 "In other words, it's not the truth," Hongjun Daozu laughed, "Pan Dao is really curious, how many things have you seen through the ray of purple qi in the Kunpeng Yuanshen."

　　 Li Changshou stared at the lines on the low table, and said: "The disciples actually don't see much, never more than a few sage masters.

　　 But Shizu, directly interfering with the human emperor's thoughts, is indeed a bit excessive. "

　　 "You know that the Sui Ren clan will destroy itself when you make a shot, and you go to Huoyun Cave to invite the Three Emperors and Five Emperors. Isn't it a bit too much?"

　　 Li Changshou said:

　　"The disciple has no other way. Only in this way, the master would take a step back and return to this game of chess.

　　 It is not so much that the disciple asks the Suiren seniors, it is the master who used the node of the big catastrophe for that scene, and the master himself can jump out of the rules at any time.

　　 Master’s calculation, one thing can often achieve several goals, and there is no distinction between primary and secondary. This is the point that disciples admire most.

　　The disciple is far from able to do it. "

　　 "You are really poor in connotation, hahahaha!"

　　 Hongjun Daozu Fusu laughed, shaking his head with emotion.

　　 When the laughter ceased, Hongjun's eyes showed a bit of emotion, and he said: "You and I are actually not opponents. If the poor Dao has a choice, you and I don't have to be opposed. The poor Dao really wants to train you by his side.

　　 It is a pity, Chang Gung, you and I are now standing on two opposite sides.

　　You should have read his chronicles. Pang Dao and your fellow townsman are confidant friends, but they also had differences back then, and finally fought with each other.

　　 You are different from him. To be precise, you are better than him.

　　 I was deeply influenced by him, but in you, I saw a different arc from him. "

　　 Li Changshou said: "The living beings are not the same. Thank you for your compliments."

　　 Hongjun continued to speak slowly:

　　 "In the matter of the Emperor of Humanity, the poor Dao does indeed lose the position of the Human Race. The position of the Emperor of Heaven should have been given to the Sui people, but in order to facilitate the control of the heavenly court, the poor Dao gave the position of the Emperor of Heaven to Haotian.

　　The Great Tribulation of the Conferred God is indeed the impoverished Dao pushing behind it, and the impoverished Dao will turn it into the heavenly court and the help of the heavenly way, thereby consolidating the heavenly order.

　　 Na Di Xin, the previous ninety-nine generations were under the calculation of the poor way, so that he grew up according to the blueprint drawn by the poor way for his character in this life. "

　　 Li Changshou asked incomprehensibly: "Why does Shizu have to maintain this script?"

　　 Hongjun Daozu sternly said: "Because this is beneficial to heaven and earth, and it is the longest path between heaven and earth, among the countless paths deduced by heaven and earth.

　　 Last time you asked the poor Tao, what is the relationship between the poor Tao and the Heavenly Tao, in fact, you were right at that time.

　　Pan Dao is Heavenly Dao, and Heavenly Dao is Poor Dao. The difference is that there are other wills in Heavenly Dao, but the will of Poor Dao dominates. "

　　 Li Changshou:...

　　 "Today I asked you to say this to you in your dreams. In fact, I want you to understand that you don't need to use the words good and evil when you define the way of heaven or the way of poverty.

　　 What is good and evil?

　　 The poor Dao wants to take advantage of the Great Tribulation to consolidate the power of living beings, so that the strong of living beings can be used by the heavens, and in turn consolidate the order of the heavens;

　　 For Na Jijiao, the poor way is evil, but for countless mortals, the poor way is great good.

how do you feel? "

　　 "Master was wrong."

"Oh?"

　　 Li Changshou said: "Good and evil are no more than two words, and they cannot directly describe an event or a person. The truth that the master wants to say is that different things have different interpretations from different angles.

　　 But at any time, the act of imposing the will of the strong on the will of the weak is not good.

　　Sometimes, the word dialectics is just a shield for some hypocrites.

　　 The logic at the bottom must separate black and white, and creatures must stick to their bottom lines.

　　 And Master, you seem to have lost this bottom line after getting together. "

　　 Hongjun Daozu frowned, and said: "Change the topic."

　　 "The disciples talk a lot."

　　 There was silence in the small courtyard for a long time, Hongjun Daozu drank a cup of tea before he spoke:

　　 "Longevity, what do you think of the strength of the sentient beings in this dream?"

　　 "Very strong," Li Changshou said.

　　 "This is just a microcosm of ancient times," Hongjun Daozu smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Chang Geng, sometimes poor Dao can't help himself.

　　 I thought it could suppress the Dao, but the hidden will of the Dao was too strong, and instead assimilated the poor Dao.

　　Poverty Dao can influence the development of Heaven’s Dao in anything, only one thing. "

　　 Li Changshou asked in a low voice: "Contract the will of the soul?"

　　 "Yes," Hongjun Dao Zudao said, "You don't know, don't understand, what happened to the unrestrained development of countless creatures in ancient times, and the development of the single real spiritual road created by Pangu God.

　　The creatures crushed the predominantly.

　　 Countless masters, countless masters, and even a large number of masters who are approaching the limit of life, that is, the quasi-sacred realm.

　　 If the Pangu God is still there, he can control them, but Pangu God has made it possible for too many masters to become holy in order to perfect their own fall.

　　 Why do you think the three strongest races, dragon, phoenix and unicorn, fought? "

　　 Li Changshou slowly shook his head.

　　 "For the sake of spiritual energy," Hongjun Daozu smiled bitterly, "Too much spiritual energy is stored in the living beings, the spiritual spring between heaven and earth is almost dry, the prehistoric world loses spiritual energy protection, and it is extremely unstable.

　　 The dragon race today is just a scale on the dragon race back then. "

　　 Li Changshou frowned and said: "But Master Zu said earlier that it was Luo Huo who instigated the battle of the three tribes and secretly absorbed the power of living creatures to prove the way."

　　 "Luo Hui does exist, but the harm is not so bad. He is just an introduction, a poor self-proclaimed clever man."

　　 Hongjun Daozu shook his head and said slowly:

　　"At that time, the strongest of the prehistoric people, and the creatures closest to the Pangu god, were Zulong and Shifeng.

　　 Luo Hui gave them the so-called chance to become holy, and finally a dragon and phoenix battle broke out, which involved countless races and fought several Yuanhui.

　　 The almost endless wilderness of ancient times shattered.

　　 At that time, the Heavenly Dao, who was originally lurking under the avenue, awakened his will, and took advantage of the darkest age to quickly take over the entire prehistoric world.

　　The fragments of the ancient primordial land turned into three thousand worlds, which is actually a masterpiece of the will of heaven.

　　 The way of heaven as you know it today is actually the way of heaven that was stimulated by the fragmentation of the prehistoric times. This is the will of heaven and earth to defend itself, and it is also the last will left by God of Pangu.

　　 In your opinion, the way of heaven confines the power of living beings, and it is very harmful to living beings, and it is a bit overkill.

　　 But as long as you have experienced that great catastrophe, and have experienced the dark years when the power of life is gushing infinitely, you can understand why the way of heaven insists on doing this.

　　The Way of Heaven is indeed the most impartial and selfless. It is law, nature, and the projection of the will of heaven and earth.

　　 The only purpose of its existence is not to protect the living beings, but to protect this world, which is just a part of the world.

　　 Come and comment again, is the way of heaven good or evil? Is it black or white?

　　 Now, do you still want to continue to represent the creatures and stand in a stalemate with the heavens? "

　　 Li Changshou frowned and said in a low voice: "Master came to look for his disciple today, do you want to say, don't stop the Heavenly Dao from calculating the matter of opening the war later?"

　　 "Not bad."

　　 "Master only needs to give a command, and the disciple should obey it," Li Changshou bowed his head and saluted, "If Master has nothing else to do, then the disciple will leave."

　　 After saying this, Li Changshou stood up and walked towards the wooden gate of the courtyard.

　　 Hongjun asked: "Chang Gung, why can't you understand the way of heaven?"

　　 "Master," Li Changshou stopped his figure, turned his head slightly to look at Dao Zu Hongjun, then turned around and looked directly at this somewhat distressed Daoist.

　　 "The disciple actually understands the way of heaven, otherwise it would not be possible to have the current Taoist state, but Shizu, there are three things that Shizu confused, or deliberately ignored."

　　 "Oh? What's the matter?"

　　 Li Changshou said slowly:

　　"One, the wild world is created by living beings, and it is the real spirit that changes the environment of the Chaos Sea.

Secondly, if you compare the primordial world to the human body, and the way of heaven to the immune mechanism of the human body-Master, you should understand what this term means. Many times, it is not germs that kill the human body, but Overreaction of the immune system, such as an inflammatory storm.

　　 Third, the way of heaven wants the creatures to be silent, so that the creatures become the bodies of the true souls rotating between heaven and earth. This situation can be summed up in one word.

　　 prison.

　　The disciples understand the way of heaven, but do not agree with the way of heaven. There needs to be a balance between living beings and heaven and earth. Each living being has its own unique meaning in the world.

　　 But the disciple also knew that he had come too late. The senior from the same town had missed the best opportunity to contain the way of heaven. The disciple now only wanted to save his life.

　　The disciple doesn't want to be a hero, but just wants to complete the whole thing, take the people that the disciple cares about, leave the prehistoric, guard the human race's fire in the sky, and watch the human race's rise and fall. "

　　 Hongjun Daozu sighed: "Finally, let you go, you could have taken the position of the poor road."

　　 Li Changshou was speechless, bowed his head to make a bee at Hongjun Daozu, turned around and pushed open the wooden door in front of him.

　　 stepped out, the mist around his body slowly dissipated, Li Changshou closed the small window in his heart.

　　‘Daozu, don’t believe it credulous. ’

The words of the senior 　　suiren slowly echoed in my heart. Li Changshou sat in the rocking chair, closed his eyes as if he was asleep, and there were wisps of mysterious Taoism around his body.

　　 Yes, that Biyun boy is dead.

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