Potian Peak, Jiuxian’s residence.

Li Changshou returned to the Immortal Palace by himself, but did not see Jiuwu and Jiushi, nor did he see other immortals with the word "Jiu";

They all went to the mountain gate and were busy.

The uncle of the junior teacher was still sleeping drunk and soundly by the bed, and Li Changshou did not go over to disturb him.

Move the uncle from the ground to the bed?

He naturally would not do such things that are beyond the rules and are easily misunderstood.

Not only that, Li Changshou also studied it for a while around Uncle Master’s attic and quickly understood the principle of the layout of the protective formation here.

Li Changshou connected the formation bases of the formation here, opened the formation around her attic to protect the unruly sleeping appearance of the junior master...

At first glance, the formation here is arranged by Master Jiuwu, with a strong "short Taoist" style.

Afterwards, Li Changshou found a serious disciple and took two bottles of elixirs for the God Transformation Realm;

After a few greetings, Li Changshou asked him to tell him on his behalf after his uncle woke up, saying that he and Ling'e had returned to Xiaoqiongfeng.

After doing this, Li Changshou took Ling'e with him and asked his junior sister to lie on the clouds, fly at the height she is most familiar with, and head towards Xiaoqiong Peak.

To be honest, Xiao Qiongfeng's presence is really too thin.

Although Li Changshou is very satisfied with this...

However, his master had disappeared for so long, and no one in the Immortal Sect came to ask for it!

This made some of the small details that Li Changshou prepared completely useless!

Of course, it is naturally a good thing not to use it...

Fortunately, on the two sides, Li Changshou did not find his master's name on the "martyrs" stone tablet in Baifan Palace, otherwise he really didn't know how to explain it to his master.

No matter how long those three statues of paper Taoist priests were worshipped, nothing else should have happened.

This kind of "memorial" is purely a commemoration, and there is no merit of incense...

After returning to the thatched hut, Li Changshou woke Ling'e up first.

After discussing for a while, the brother and sister decided to act according to the first set of [Stable Master] plan he had set before.

Li Changshou lay back on his bed, his lips were shriveled, his eyes were dull, and there was a bit of nostalgia for the world in his eyes.

Lan Ling'e ran to her master's thatched house, knelt on the cushion, and took her master...

Release it out.

"Who dares to plot against me!

View the weapon!"

Old Taoist Qi Yuan jumped out of his pocket, held the whisk and glared at the surroundings, and lowered his head and saw the little apprentice kneeling on the ground.

Ling'e's eyes turned red, she gently bit her lower lip, secretly pinched her thighs, and used some real cultivation.

“Master…”

Qi Yuan was stunned, and then remembered that before, he was stunned by two disciples.

After scanning the immortal consciousness, Qi Yuan immediately saw the eldest disciple lying in the hut next door, and asked:

"Ling'e, what's wrong with you?

Your senior brother...what is wrong with him?!"

"Master, a large number of demons invaded the mountain gate before. Senior brother was worried that you would rush up to fight against the demons, so he and his disciples were stunned and taken away...

Senior brother in this battle…”

Before Ling'e could finish speaking, Qi Yuan hurried over and arrived at Li Changshou's bed;

Looking at the seriously injured disciple, the old Taoist Qi Yuan was immediately regretful and quickly took out a pile of medicine bottles, but for a moment he didn't know which one should be used.

Li Changshou opened his eyes, his eyes were dull, and he whispered: "Master."

"Oh, Master is here!" Qi Yuan responded in a trembling voice, "Master is here, you can say something if you have something to do."

"I'm fine," Li Changshou sighed in a hoarse voice, "Master, I've been fooled by you before..."

"This is not a problem, it is not a problem. You are also thinking about your teacher. How can you not understand it?"

Old Taoist Qi Yuan sat beside the bed, raised his hand and held Li Changshou's wrist, and carefully investigated.

In an instant, the old Taoist's expression also changed.

The immortal power in the great disciple's body is much purer and clearer than himself. This is indeed the immortal power of the Yuanxian Realm.

But at this moment, these immortal powers were very meager in the perception of the old Taoist Qi Yuan;

Li Changshou's breath was extremely messy at this moment, and his heart veins were as noise as beating a drum. If you look carefully, it turned out to be...

It’s like playing music and beating drums, it’s very rhythmic!

Li Changshou tried hard to smile and said, "Master, you are fine, Master, don't worry."

Qi Yuan's eyes were filled with guilt and sighed, "Oh, it's because he is incompetent and cannot protect you and Ling'e, and he also makes you and Ling'e so hardworking."

"The disciple is stunned by Master first, otherwise Master will definitely... cough, cough cough..."

Old Taoist Qi Yuan hurriedly said, "This is nothing. I won't blame you, I won't blame you."

Li Changshou coughed weakly twice and smiled bitterly: "Master, you have no limits on your words, and I feel so guilty in my heart."

"Be your teacher, be your teacher... Yes, I swear that I will never blame you this time!"

"Master, what are you swearing about?"

"Naturally, it's about the Avenue..."

"Master, if you don't recite the [Thanks and Famous Mantra], there will be no response from the Great Way."

"Okay, Master is here!

Um?"

Old Taoist Qi Yuan was stunned and looked at Li Changshou on the bed;

The latter half-hung his eyes, dying, and coughed twice weakly.

The old Taoist looked at Ling'e who was hiding outside the door of the straw house, and his immortal consciousness also circled around Xiaoqiong Peak for a while, and immediately came to his senses.

Qi Yuan said coldly: "Longevity, your Turtle Restoration and Plagiarism Skill seems to be more than just hiding your cultivation."

"Master, disciple..."

"laugh!"

A sudden sound came from outside the door. After trying hard to endure, I couldn't help laughing.

Old Taoist Qi Yuan's forehead was covered with black lines.

Li Changshou coughed, sat up silently, and showed a sincere smile to his master.

"Master, I'm really fine."

"You're such a bastard!"

Qi Yuan picked up the whisk and beat him. Li Changshou fled, but was hugged by a "evil cat" at the door!

"Senior brother, don't blame the junior sister for being cruel!"

Ling'e narrowed her eyes and smiled, and hurriedly shouted to the room: "Master, I've caught my senior brother!

These things are all done by my senior brother!

I originally said that if you go out to kill enemies, you can also fulfill your responsibility as a Qi Refiner of the Immortal Sect. It is the senior brother who said that when you go out, you will only fight with others and don’t know how to pay attention to strategies!”

Li Changshou glared at Ling'e, Qi Yuan rushed over from behind, held the whisk and shouted loudly, then pulled Li Changshou's back thighs.

If he really wanted to run away, Li Changshou would naturally be able to leave in a flash;

At this time, it was just a step for the master to let him get angry.

I heard a few "slap" sounds, and the familiar part was red and swollen again...

It is really not easy for Li Changshou;

When the master whisked, he tried his best to suppress the counterattack of the immortal power in his body against the master, so as not to shock the master.

After a moment...

Li Changshou and Ling'e knelt neatly in front of the master;

Qi Yuan sat in the ring chair, frowned and listened to Li Changshou talking.

From the initial anger, to the later doubts, to the sudden realization at this moment, the expression of the old Taoist Qi Yuan experienced a series of changes.

After Li Changshou finished a long passage of words, the old Taoist Qi Yuan murmured: "That's the reason?"

For a moment...

I always feel something is wrong, but I can't tell it.
To be continued...