My brother is so stable

"Your Majesty, all the preparations are ready, do you want to start to tame this golden-winged roc?"

"Hahaha!"

The Jade Emperor couldn't help laughing: "Chang Geng let it go, I'm ready to watch a good show."

Li Changshou bowed his head and said yes. Fuchen flicked the bronze mirror, and a spiritual light flashed on the bronze mirror, showing a clear picture.

Outside the Guanghan Palace, at the trunk of a big tree that grows near the Moon Palace, Laojun’s mount Qingniu, and the mortal enemy of the laurel tree, Wu Gang, the No. in front of the bird.

As soon as they saw Wu Gang, all the gods in the heavenly court remembered what they had seen before, that immortal Heng'e...

Pooh!

How dare you call Lord Taiyin Xingjun by his title directly!

The image of Taiyin Xingjun slapping the golden-winged roc flying away is constantly circling in the hearts of all the immortals.

Can't be bothered.

Qingniu listened attentively, and said with a smile: "It's about to start, Fellow Daoist, I'll take this bird away."

"Okay," Wu Gang took a big ax casually, and with a single finger, he untied the rope that was hanging the golden-winged roc, and handed it to Qingniu.

Qingniu smiled and said, "Senior Brother Chang Geng said that I would like to thank Fairy Heng'e for helping me this time."

"Your Highness has explained, Lord Water God, if you have something to do, just tell me, fellow daoist, you don't need to mention such trivial matters."

Wu Gang waved his hand, and returned to the laurel tree with the ax on his shoulders, chanting loudly:

"If you want to go to the nine heavens to watch the bright moon, you must first train your iron bones for 3 years!

Ha ha ha ha! "

Qingniu chuckled, and thought to himself, how many years has it been since Senior Brother Geng, my parent, practiced...

At that moment, the green bull grabbed the fairy rope, carried the sleepy golden-winged roc on its shoulders, and fell towards the four heavens.

All the way without waves, Qingniu successfully arrived at the periphery of the chain formation;

Qingniu found a big tree, hung up the golden-winged roc, and blew fairy air at the golden-winged roc.

Oh, the smell of grilled wings.

"Boy, wake up."

The golden-winged roc trembled a few times, slowly opened its eyes, its Adam's apple trembled up and down a few times, and its complexion was a little pale.

His wings, his arms... still there?

Qingniu took a piece of bluestone at random, sat down calmly, looked at the upside-down golden-winged roc with a smile, and said with a smile:

"Have you seen Fairy Heng'e?"

The golden-winged roc trembled immediately, and cursed: "Put me down!"

"Let you go?"

Qing Niu smacked his lips: "Master Water God didn't confess, so we dare not directly decide.

Lord Water God just let us watch you and read you some rules by the way. "

The golden-winged roc said angrily: "You are indeed the man of the water god!"

Qingniu said calmly: "We are the mount of the saint, and you are about to become the mount of the disciple of the saint. We are two generations behind, you'd better show some respect."

The golden-winged roc stared, then looked up at the stone surface below, and laughed loudly:

"Hahaha! Even if I get skinned and cramp, and die without a burial, I will never become a mount of any living beings!

Men of the Feng family are not afraid of death, I have Nirvana in my heart! "

"You're not smart enough, and you're still so stubborn," Qingniu shook his head with a look of regret, "You're probably hopeless... Do you know how much effort Master Water God spent on dealing with you?"

The golden-winged roc remained silent.

Qingniu snorted, looked down at the small characters written on the palm, and continued: "It's not half a point."

The golden-winged roc smiled coldly and turned his head away.

"Since you have won, why bother to ridicule?"

"Forget it, dead wood can't be carved, and dry grass can't be full."

Qingniu took out a scroll from his sleeve, and said loudly: "Let's finish what Senior Brother Chang Geng said earlier, and go back to the palace to eat peaches.

Come on, listen, I'll just read it once!

"The Twelve Basic Rules of Renjiao Mounting".

The first rule, when being ridden, the flight should be stable, and you should not suddenly move forward or stop suddenly, this is not the same as when you are flying by yourself..."

One by one, one eye at a time, Qingniu read the scroll in his hand, and patiently explained it word by word.

The golden-winged roc kept turning its head and gnashing its teeth, wishing to seal its ears, but at this time it didn't need any magic power at all.

Only a good expression of "Don't listen, don't listen, Qingniu chanting scriptures".

Lord Ling Xiao.

Duke Dongmu asked puzzledly: "Water God, didn't you say that you don't accept him as a mount, but serve the Heavenly Court?"

Li Changshou smiled and said, "This is just a little calculation."

Everywhere in Lingxiao Palace, ears were pricked up.

Li Changshou said:

"Although we want to accept him for use by the Heavenly Court, we can also use some reasonable means.

In the beginning, set a bad future for him to become someone else's mount.

In the follow-up, let him bow his head and tame him a little bit. When he accepts the fate of becoming a mount, we turn around and tell him that he does not need to be a mount, but a general who holds his head high and holds his chest high. What will happen to him?

Self-will immediately ignite hope, reduce resentment towards heaven, and be grateful to heaven. "

Mugong was stunned, and all the gods around him nodded in praise.

Dirty, really dirty.