He was supposed to take half a day to return, but half a month had passed! However, it was reasonable for the Saint to think carefully for more than half a month regarding the peace of the three sects…
Although he did suspect that the Saint was taking too long, he did not dare to mention it nor ask.
Li Changshou sighed in his heart and rode a cloud out of the Heavenly Courts. He quickly floated towards Kunlun Mountain.
As he was going to meet the Saint, Li Changshou did not hide his main body. He only transformed into the Water God.
After arriving at Kunlun Mountain, Li Changshou pondered for a while and dispelled the thought of visiting Perfected Dule on the way.
Previously, he had already used the paper effigy to go to the Heavenly Emperor’s Virtue Tablet to take a look. The reason why the matter regarding the red lotus quickly spread throughout the Three Realms was related to him keeping his mouth shut.
However, he was a disciple of the Immortal Du Sect. It would be a little…
It was not appropriate.
I’ll ask Senior Brother to make a trip later. I have to explain to Perfected Du’e the harm of spreading rumors.
At that moment, eighteen days had passed. Li Changshou guessed that the eight experts of the Dao Sect had already woken up from their dreams. They had either left the Netherworld or were guarding the red lotus.
In order not to destroy the mighty image of his Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters in his heart, Li Changshou did not use the paper effigy that he had left at Bai Ze to investigate the awkward situation after they woke up. When he arrived at the quiet place where the colorful clouds were, he heard the Immortal’s words of the former mountain.
A few loud and clear cries could be heard. A white crane flew out of the distant shadow of the Jade Void Palace and transformed into a handsome boy in the air. It bowed to Li Changshou from afar. “Uncle-Master Changgeng, Master instructed me to bring you to the back mountain.” He was the disciple of the South Pole Immortal, the grand-disciple of the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning, the eldest senior brother of the third generation disciples of Chan School, Yang Jian, and the future Nezha.
Li Changshou cupped his hands and returned the greeting. He rode a cloud forward and politely rejected the white crane boy’s offer to transform into a white crane to carry him. He rode the cloud forward with the white crane boy. Li Changshou smiled and asked, “Senior Brother Guang Chengzi, are you back?” “Uncle-Master Guang Chengzi returned the day before yesterday,” said the white crane boy hurriedly.
The day before yesterday… Li Changshou asked again, “Senior Brother Guang Chengzi, did you mention anything about the red lotus?”
The boy answered, “Uncle-Master has reported to Master that the twelfth-grade negative karma red lotus is being held by Senior Brother Changgeng and is being suppressed by the Taiji Painting. It’s very stable.”
Li Changshou nodded slightly and kept thinking.
He subconsciously flew into the depths of the cloud and returned to the mystic realm.
He looked around. It could be said that there was a new scene on the empty mountain. The scenery was pleasant. The distant mountains and the ones near them were green. The clouds rose and the fog fell. Hundreds of birds chirped. The spiritual energy and Great Dao were abundant. Although there were many grotto-heavens and blessed lands in the Primordial World, this should be the most elegant place. After all, there were three Saints. Thousands of feet away, in a place surrounded by spiritual trees, a few cottages and a fence formed a courtyard. One of the twelve Golden Immortals of Chan School, Perfected Huang Long, had been “looked at” in the Treasure Pool in the courtyard.
Under the tree beside the pool, Great Daoist Master Xuan Du had also meditated there. However, he had changed the current Grand Pure One Temple not long after he meditated. As for the small hole in the corner of the fence, he seemed to be able to see the shadow of Daoist Duobao’s “Cosmic Cave Ability” today…
In the small courtyard of the Three Pure Ones, Li Changshou called the Pagoda Master in his heart. The Pagoda Master complained unhappily, “Why? When Sister Golden Chalice is around, she doesn’t call me. When she’s not confident, she only knows to shout! Is that useful? Would your Uncle-Master hit you for no reason?” Li Changshou apologized repeatedly in his heart. He followed the white crane child to the small courtyard and bowed to the door. The white crane child shouted, “Master, Uncle-Master Changgeng is here.” A chuckle sounded from the courtyard. The wooden door creaked open. The white crane Child invited Li Changshou in from the side. Li Changshou walked in nervously.
With one step, the scenery changed. There was a bamboo chair under the tree in front of him. Sitting on it was the middle-aged Daoist that he had seen before.
Li Changshou did not dare to size up the Saint’s face. He only carefully sensed the Saint’s Dao runes.
Although the Dao runes of the Saint of the Jade Pure Sect were clear, there was a sense of order hidden in them. It was as if everything in the world was in order with freedom and peace.
Li Changshou immediately walked forward and bowed to the Daoist. He said loudly, “Greetings, Uncle-Master.”
“Sit.”
The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning waved his hand gently and condensed a meditation cushion beside him. Li Changshou followed the customs of Chan School. According to the Dao Sect etiquette that he had learned in the Immortal Du Sect, he first thanked them. He lowered his head and lifted the hem of his Daoist robe slightly. He walked behind the meditation cushion and took his right leg, then extended his left leg. He slowly sat down and placed his hands in front of his knees.
The most important thing was that the front and back of the Daoist robe bloomed like a lotus flower. The back of the Daoist robe sat upright in the middle of the meditation cushion. It was not slanted at all.
The smile on the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning’s lips deepened. He said, “Am I that intimidating?”
Li Changshou hurriedly said, “I don’t dare to be rude in front of Uncle-Master.”
The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning smiled and shook his head. The wooden door of the small courtyard slowly closed. There were no other disciples of the Saint beside it.
The Sect Master of Chan School said warmly, “I’ll give the red lotus to your Third Uncle-Master. Remember to wipe away the remnant soul of Patriarch Nether River. I’ll tell you something else today.” Li Changshou was really stunned. Then, he praised himself.
Previously, he had waited at the Grand Pure One for eighteen days. All he had obtained was a sentence from the Saint. “As you wish.” Li Changshou seemed to not recognize those words. He did not understand what his teacher meant. He could only interpret it as his master asking him to think of a way to explain. Along the way, he prepared five to six explanations to prove that he was not siding with Jie School. Unexpectedly, he could not use anything in front of the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning. Although he was surprised, Li Changshou immediately said, “I’m listening to Uncle-Master’s instructions.”
“It’s not a lecture. I’m just chatting with you.” The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning continued warmly, “I have many disciples, but there are few who are flexible. You are very good. Changgeng, do you feel that there are drawbacks to Jie School?”
This…
How could he dare to answer that question? Could it be that the Jie School is filled with people who had armor?
If he said that in front of the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning, he would naturally gain the favor of the Saint of Chan School. However, wouldn’t that mean that… he would be pretentious in front of others? How could he face Yun Xiao?
Li Changshou’s reaction was fast. He said seriously, “What I have seen might be a little one-sided. Please don’t blame me, Uncle-Master. In my opinion, the disadvantage of Jie School is that there are too many disciples. The shelves are too big, and there are many ferocious living beings mixed in. They have implicated the luck of Jie School. Jie School already lacks the treasures to suppress the destiny of the sect. The situation now is not optimistic.”
The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning said, “What you see is indeed not bad. What I’m most worried about is that Jie School will drag him down.”
Li Changshou immediately understood something. In the eyes of the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning, the Grandmaster of Heaven was the Grandmaster of Heaven, and Jie School was Jie School.
The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning could not stand Jie School. However, he still had a deep friendship with the Grandmaster of Heaven.
Indeed, the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning lectured earnestly, “If this red lotus can really help your Third Uncle-Master suppress the destiny of the sect, that would be a good thing. However, you have to persuade him to not use the red lotus to protect those who are evil. Now that the Great Tribulation has descended, my disciples and his disciples will enter the Tribulation together. It might be the time to clean up the sect.” Li Changshou nodded and cupped his hands. He lowered his head and said, “I will remember Second Uncle-Master’s instructions.” The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning looked at the thick tree crown in front of him and continued to speak slowly to Li Changshou. Li Changshou listened attentively and tried his best to think of a response. He tried his best to answer safely and not make the Saint unhappy. He could also sense that the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning was really concerned about the Grandmaster of Heaven and disliked most of the disciples of Jie School. The fundamental conflict between Chan School and Jie School was also obvious, apart from the fact that there had to be enough ashes under the Great Tribulation.
That should be the reason why Guang Chengzi and the other immortals of Chan School had taken the initiative to maintain a distance from the immortals of Jie School and kept getting into conflicts.
Of course, Randeng and the others who had ulterior motives had contributed greatly to add fuel to the fire.
Should I take the opportunity to ask the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning about his attitude towards Randeng?
Li Changshou quickly dismissed that thought and recited the Steadiness Sutra a few times. He was a disciple of Ren School. How could he interfere with the matters of Chan School?
After all, no one knew if Randeng was a pawn of the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning and had other schemes.
Li Changshou stayed in the Three Pure Ones’ Courtyard for an hour. Most of the time, he was listening to the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning say how casual and inappropriate the Grandmaster of Heaven’s disciple selection was. In conclusion, he could not do that! The three Saints really had three different personalities.
The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning seemed to have no worries, but he was actually worried about everything. He even wanted to arrange for the Grandmaster of Heaven to tidy up Jie School. The Grandmaster of Heaven was naturally carefree and unrestrained. He was not too worried about everything. He was in high spirits and wanted to obtain a chance of survival for all living beings in the world. His master was impressive. He was quiet and did not do anything. He would not go out if he could. He would not do anything that he could instruct his disciple to do. He would even give his disciple a mission with the word ‘go’…
He would think about the rest himself.
Before he went to the Jade Void Palace, Li Changshou rode a cloud and left the Kunlun Mountain. Then, he used the Wind Escape technique and turned into a green light that quietly streaked across the world. He rushed back to the East Ocean Pillar and entered the Netherworld.
Next, he would send the red lotus to the Green Touring Palace and tactfully express the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning’s opinion to the Grandmaster of Heaven.
If the two Saints could shake hands and make peace, the calamity of the Dao Sect would be resolved. Unfortunately, Li Changshou could already predict that the Grandmaster of Heaven would not take the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning’s persuasion to heart… When he passed by Fengdu City, he realized that the Heavenly Courts and the Netherworld had already retreated from the sea of blood. The Netherworld had returned to its former peace. Li Changshou specially looked at the three “rising talents” secretly. He saw that they were trying their best to recite the sutras and resolve the resentment of the vengeful spirits. He nodded in satisfaction. Judging from Ao Yi’s current realm, he was not far from the Golden Immortal realm. He would give him a few decades of leave later and return to the Dragon Palace to further his cultivation. He would activate the Dragon King bloodline and enter the Golden Immortal realm. There would not be much risk. To be safe, I’ll get him a Nine Revolutions Golden Pill. After all, he’s my good brother!
Bian Zhuang was not far from the Golden Immortal realm. If he continued to nurture him, he would definitely become a pillar of the Heavenly Courts. However… he could not be sent to destroy and deal with the demoness.
There was no need to mention Ling Zhuzi. Now that he was blessed with luck, he should be able to pull away from Bian Zhuang very quickly. At that moment, Ling Zhuzi had cultivated the battle techniques of the Magi. He was not inferior to Ao Yi in close combat… At that thought, Li Changshou could not help but mutter.
Ao Yi’s third brother, Ao Bing, was about to be killed by Little Nezha, who was reincarnated by Ling Zhuzi, during the Great God-Conferment Tribulation and was sent to the God roll…
Although he now had the ability to prevent such a tragedy from happening, it was hard to predict what would happen in the future. From the fact that his master had been killed, he could tell that the power of the Heavenly Dao could not be underestimated. He had to think of a way to prevent Ao Yi and Ling Zhuzi from getting too close to each other, lest Ao Yi’s heart suffered. He had to be steady. Later, he would bring Ling Zhuzi back to the Heavenly Courts and let him play with the little Jade Rabbit more and interact less with Ke Le’er. “Yes, well done.” Li Changshou chuckled in the ears of the three of them and immediately fled towards the sea of blood. Ao Yi, Bian Zhuang, and Ling Zhuzi stopped chanting and looked around. They did not find any traces of Li Changshou. Bian Zhuang could not help but shiver. “Is the Water God deliberately scaring people?” Ling Zhuzi smiled and said, “Uncle-Master should have passed by and taken a look at us. Fortunately, she did not listen to Deputy Commander Bian and was lazing around here. Otherwise, she would have been punished by Uncle-Master.” Ao Yi said warmly, “Brother Sect Master is actually very gentle. Sometimes, you only say that you want to punish him.”
Bian Zhuang sighed. “That’s for you, Ao Yi.”
“Haha!”
Ling Zhuzi could not help but be amused by the way his master addressed him.
Veins popped up on Ao Yi’s forehead as he cursed, “You have yourself to blame because you have bad morals. When you see a fairy, you love her. When you talk about the Jade Pool, you think about Chang’e of the Moon Palace! If you continue like this, you will be punished by the heavens sooner or later. Your face will become ugly and terrifying!” Bian Zhuang chuckled. “Don’t worry, don’t worry. Which heavenly rule doesn’t let me like fairies? We just have to respect etiquette and not offend the fairy. Can’t we appreciate it?” Ling Zhuzi recalled the three strategies he had learned from Ox-head and Horse-face. He sighed and said, “The relationship between the two Deputy Commanders is so deep that Lingzhu is envious.”
He looked envious.
Ao Yi pursed his lips. “If Brother Sect Master had not instructed me to watch him closely, who would have cared about him?”
“That’s right. We are the best deputy commanders of the Heavenly River Navy and the most trusted right-hand man of the Water God!”
Bian Zhuang tried to hook his arm around Ao Yi’s shoulder, but Ao Yi kicked him.
Following that, Bian Zhuang rolled his eyes and chuckled. “Why don’t the three of us learn from mortals today and become sworn brothers? How about that?”
Ao Yi flicked his sleeve and did not reject.
Ling Zhuzi wanted to get to know more good friends and immediately clapped. Hence, just as Li Changshou rushed to the depths of the sea of blood, the dragon, man, and spiritual pearl bowed to the world three times under the witness of the unconscious vengeful spirits around them.
Ding – Additional restraint!
On the other side, Li Changshou secretly arrived at Asura Ancient City and realized that there were no more figures there.
The Golden-Winged Roc flew around the periphery at a steady pace as a precaution. Daoist Duobao, Zhao Gongming, and Bai Ze sat on three sides of a short table on the city wall. They each held a card made from the original pulp of the paper effigy and were fighting enthusiastically. The red lotus floated beside him and was wrapped by the Dao runes of Daoist Duobao and the Taiji Painting. The top-notch experts of the Dao Sect who had formed a team previously had been disbanded not long ago. Perfected Taiyi of Jie School and Perfected Yu Ding left with Guang Chengzi. The three Holy Ladies of Jie School felt embarrassed and left with Qiong Xiao. After all, they had confidently come here to snatch the red lotus. As soon as they entered the city, they were put down and slept for three to twelve days. It was really a little…
It was embarrassing.
As soon as Li Changshou appeared at the short table, Duobao, Zhao Gongming, and Bai Ze immediately stood up to welcome him. They asked Li Changshou about the results.
The words that the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning had said could not be said to the immortals of Jie School. Li Changshou only said that he had already received permission from his teacher and Second Uncle-Master to hand the red lotus to Jie School to deal with. The premise was that he had to erase the remnant soul of Patriarch Nether River.
If he shattered the remnant soul, the power of the red lotus would definitely be affected.
However, Daoist Duobao and Zhao Gongming were reasonable. They knew that this was the result of Li Changshou’s hard work for more than half a month. Moreover, the request to wipe out the remnant soul of Patriarch Nether River was reasonable…
Although Li Changshou admitted that he had only run errands and did not help much, Daoist Duobao was still extremely grateful. Li Changshou also learned about what had happened in the past half a month. The green ox and Iron Fan left together, saying that they were accompanying Iron Fan to relax. In fact, the old bull followed them himself. The lady did not reject him directly. Among the eight Sleeping Immortals of the Dao Sect, the Eldest Senior Brother of Chan School, Guang Chengzi, was the first to wake up. Then, it was Daoist Duobao and the Goddess of Golden Spirit. They had only entered the dream for three days. The other immortals had five days and seven days. It was unknown if the Great Daoist Master did it on purpose or if he took the opportunity to sleep. After sleeping for twelve days, he yawned and sat up. He even said a few ridiculous words. “Dream? What dream?”
“I suddenly felt sleepy… I seemed to have dreamed that I was sleepy and fell asleep in the dream.” “I slept comfortably. Has Changgeng resolved the matter?”
Li Changshou was rendered speechless. Fortunately, the Great Daoist Master fled when he woke up. Otherwise, he would have definitely died! One or two complaints. However, there was still one person who had yet to wake up… Li Changshou walked to the broken wall and looked down. He frowned slightly. Bai Ze said softly, “Water God, should I wake you up?” “There’s no need,” Li Changshou said warmly. “I’ll wait here for a few more days. Senior Brothers, please offer the red lotus to Third Uncle-Master first.”
Daoist Duobao and Zhao Gongming looked at each other and smiled.
Duobao said, “It’s fine. Let’s wait for Junior Sister Yun Xiao here. Let’s go to the Green Touring Palace together. I don’t dare to take credit for red lotus.”
“That’s good.” Li Changshou agreed. Zhao Gongming called out to Bai Ze and Daoist Duobao to continue playing. The Golden-Winged Roc was about to bow when it saw Li Changshou float down from the broken wall and land beside the sleeping fairy. It tactfully bowed and continued to patrol the surroundings. The image of the Taiji Painting shrank by more than half and turned into a ten-feet diameter that enveloped Li Changshou and Fairy Yun Xiao.
She was trapped in a dream?
Li Changshou frowned slightly and sensed carefully. However, he realized that the power of the Sea Serpent had disappeared, but she was still unwilling to wake up in her dream.
He should have had a dream to make her feel at ease. He looked at the fairy in front of him. She was leaning against the wall. Her black hair was like a waterfall, and her immortal dress was like a cloud. Her face, which had always been cold, was now relaxed and only looked gentle and beautiful.
If the appearance of a woman was compared to a poem, her facial features would be formed into words, and the proportions would be the rhythm of her feet. That was a song that belonged to the clouds. There was a smile on her lips. Her long eyelashes were slightly closed, as if she had been standing in the clouds for too long and was a little tired. She took the opportunity to rest. Li Changshou chuckled in his heart. He walked to the side where her body leaned slightly and sat down against the wall again. He waited quietly. Time passed unknowingly. Another month later, the eyelashes of the fairy beside him trembled slightly. Li Changshou lowered his head and happened to see the disappointment in her misty eyes gradually fading. “What did you dream about?” Li Changshou asked with a smile.
Yun Xiao could not help but smile slightly. A hint of rosiness quickly streaked across her face. She looked down and avoided eye contact with him. Li Changshou was rendered speechless. Do you still want to deny it? I heard you saying his name in your sleep.
Of course, you also knelt down.
