Why?

This prehistoric world will become like I don’t know at all...

Curled up on the back of Diting's beast, Dizang pressed his collar, and his handsome face turned pale.

"Go, are you leaving?"

Dizang asked in a low voice, his whole body trembling slightly.

This is not fear, but anger, a cold anger all over the body!

What's wrong with this prehistoric world!

Can this prehistoric world be better?

He Dizang has studied open conspiracies, conspiracies, plots, and plans for so many years, but in the end, a master spitted blood and fell from the sky, fell in front of them, jumped up and used the innate spiritual treasure to control them, and began to slander people!

What's this?!

This is bullying others with power, this is overwhelming others with strength!

If I hadn't reacted quickly enough just now and fought to the death, now, maybe now...

Dizang pressed his collar tighter and looked at the two classmates who were sitting on the ground next to him, his eyes flashing.

What's wrong with Taoist masters like this?

Zhao Gongming, who is righteous and righteous, kills and decisive Fairy Qiongxiao...

This is a famous Taoist master in ancient times!

Why can't one just fall down? The other just shouted "Oh my god" and asked directly whether this matter was going to be a big deal or not!?

Diting sighed quietly, and the sound was heard in the heart of Ksitigarbha:

"Owner……

Stop pretending, they have gone far away.”

"Let's leave here first, and then talk about how the funeral will proceed."

Dizang whispered, a little coldness flashed through his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were still trembling slightly.

The two old Taoists on the ground were wrapped by him with his immortal power and threw them on Di Ting's back;

A blue smoke appeared around Diting, carrying the three of them slowly disappeared on the island, turning into a ray of green light in the sky, shooting towards the depths of the South China Sea...

Soon, Dizang's previous fearful face returned to his usual calmness.

When he looked at the two old Taoists, his eyes were a little contemptuous...

"Master, can the plan be successful this time?" Di Ting asked.

"Suddenly, Zhao Gongming was disturbed for a while. This was something I had never expected before, and it was unpredictable.

Let's wait and see what we need to see now is the other party's move and grasp the flaws.

This time, it's just a small plan, try the other party's depth."

Listening carefully for a while, then said:

"Master, you might as well go back to the Three Thousand Worlds to experience it. The hearts of these Taoist masters have become Nine-Dirty Springs.

Look at these two times, you don’t seem to be their opponent.”

Dizang looked down at the palm lines in his palm and said in his heart: "If you want to accomplish great things, you should not be discouraged by setbacks, but should be ashamed of fear and retreat.

According to the information given by the sect, Zhao Gongming's change was that after contacting the water god in the Heavenly Court, it started to be out of control;

During the rise of the Water God, Zhao Gongming also gave the Water God a lot of help.

And now, the exact news from the Jie Sect is that Fairy Yunxiao and the Water God are about to form a Taoist couple, and the saint has agreed to this marriage...

The two forces of Jie Sect and Heavenly Court are probably going to be slowly tied together.”

He listened and advised: "Master, the Jie Sect alone can wipe out your Lingshan Mountain, and those Jie Sect immortals are doing things in a hurry and do not consider the consequences very much.

Previously, the immortals of the three religions went to Lingshan to show off their power. The voices of the many immortals on the Chan Cult were thinking about how to deal with them so that the Chan Cult and their own fame and fortune could be achieved.

These immortals from Jie Sect didn't think much about it. They just wanted to fight to Lingshan and have a fight with everyone...

We'd better not mess with such a great sect."

"Don't worry," Dizang narrowed his eyes slightly, "I have deduced that for thousands of years, and I believe that there will be a competition for the analysis.

And we in the West are the final winners!”

"Tsk, master, what you are talking about is like a fool in the Taoist sect..."

Dizang roared in his heart: "This is the general trend! Do you understand the general trend?"

“Yes, yes, the master is so powerful.

Let’s find out the traitors on Lingshan first. This is the task your teacher assigned to you to make up for your merits…”

"Hmph," Dizang picked up his arms, sat cross-legged on Di Ting's back and sulked, and soon began to think.

...

At the same time, on the Potian Peak of Duxianmen.

Li Changshou and Jiuwu flew to a small forest behind Potian Peak.

There are the most Qi refiners on Potian Peak inside the sect, and it also seems a bit crowded, with a bit of the meaning of "every inch of land is valuable".

After Li Jing joined the Du Immortal Sect and was accepted as a registered disciple by Du E Zhenren, he was placed here to practice. A couple with a real fairyland who had little lifespan was responsible for teaching Li Jing's introduction to practice and taking care of Li Jing's diet and daily life.

After all, he is the junior brother of the head. The offerings given to Li Jing in the sect are several times that of ordinary immortal seedlings, and the treatment in all aspects is impeccable.

Of course, there are also some small calculations made by Li Changshou through the head of the sect...

Let Li Jing feel the warmth of home more.

Li Changshou and Jiuwu did not visit directly, but instead posted a hidden talisman, secretly greeted the old immortals, and landed behind the attic, observing secretly...

It happened to be lunch, and Li Jing, dressed in a clean short shirt, was feasting with the bowls and chopsticks;

The two old ladies and grandpas at the same table were also holding bowls and chopsticks, staring at this young man with affable height, and his head had already jumped a lot...

Overall, the atmosphere is quite warm.

The old woman reminded: "Uncle, please eat more. These are all spiritual fish and herbs, which can improve your physical fitness."

The old man asked, "How are you practicing sword skills today?"

"It's almost mastered!"

Li Jing answered seriously.

"This set of sword techniques is just to help you regulate your breath, not for the fighting method of killing enemies. When you practice, pay more attention to the movement of your breath in your body, rather than making the chopping and slashing more powerful..."

"Yes! Hehe!"

After the attic, Li Changshou looked at each other with Jiuwu, smiled a little, and then retreated quietly.

Li Changshou then fell into thought.

If you want to calculate a person's life and death, as long as you have enough strength, it is not difficult;

But if you want to change a person's personality, you can't do it with calculation...

"What are you thinking?"

Jiuwu laughed, "I have to come over and have a look before I feel at ease. Isn't this here to see you, don't you feel at ease?"

These two senior brothers and sisters are the best-tempered beings in the sect. They have always wanted a child but were unable to do so. If Li Jing had not been our junior brother, he would have recognized him as his adopted son long ago!"

Li Changshou nodded with a smile, and walked with Jiuwu in the rare secluded place of Potian Peak, and continued to think in his heart.

It seems that we can only start from the all-round development of Li Jing, and we cannot only think about it from the perspective of personality.

"Master," Li Changshou asked casually, "You and Master Jiushi...haven't you ever wanted a child?"

When Jiuwu heard this, his waist trembled, his whole body trembled a few times, and turned his head to give Li Changshou a ugly smile.

Li Changshou silently took out a bottle of pills in his sleeve and whispered: "The third-grade spiritual pill-level Guben Peiyuan Pill."

"Thank you, thank you..."

The wine-blacks felt like they had a treasure. They immediately took out a pill and swallowed it. Then the short Taoist priest raised his head and sighed with his hands behind his back.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Jiuwu sighed: "I don't know where the gift came from recently. I said that it was the statue of the Saint. Over time, my heart was sincere enough to get the blessing of the Empress. I gave the clay man in my dream and then I could become pregnant by cooperating with the ward..."

"cough!"

Li Changshou's breath surged backwards and almost burst into laughter.

He hurriedly asked, "But this, this is..."

"Your uncle, Jiushi, is afraid of missing a dream, so he deliberately falls asleep every day, and before going to bed... Alas!"

Jiuwu sighed and looked at Li Changshou with a complicated expression.
To be continued...