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 to his senses, he was already lying on Mu Ningning's slender and round thighs, with a slight smell of alcohol on his body.

A pair of catkins were gently pressing on 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 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. 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 has 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, senior brother had also been anxious and angry, had been arrogant, and had been furious, but he had never been so speechless.

Senior brother has been dragging the two of them to have fun in the past few days, but Qiu got drunk. 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 the future plans he has made.'

'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 Ping'an 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 the world are unfair. Senior brother, you have changed the world. This is already an amazing 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."

"Eh! Eh!"

Li Ping'an quickly covered his wife's small 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 in Jiejiao are in danger.

'Although Master Turtle Spirit Master already has the status of a god, he still has to protect her in the future to prevent her from really falling.'

Li Ping'an thought so, Yuanshen quickly wrote down 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 met a tragic end.

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 the Golden Spirit was beaten to death, and she was conferred as the famous Doumu Yuanjun. Doumu Yuanjun seems to still be Ziwei, the mother of the two Four Emperors, named the Mother of Ten Thousand Stars.

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

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

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.

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Due to Zhao Gongming's death, Sanxiao set up the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, which reduced the cultivation of the twelve golden immortals of Chanjiao. Then the saint came to the end and beat Qiongxiao Bixiao to death. Yunxiao was wrapped up in the Qiankun Diagram and suppressed in

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 Fengshen 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 not to end up personally and fish for people in the great tribulation for Heaven.'

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

'Being depressed is the most useless, finding ways to realize your plans is the most important.'

Li Ping'an got back on his feet.

Moreover, 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 path 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 stretched 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 had happened.

…

A few days ago, Li Ping'an returned from 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:
To be continued...