My brother is so stable

The golden-winged roc was turning faster and faster in the chain formation. From the back, when it encountered a tree with a crooked neck, its figure would directly penetrate the phantom of the cloud and mist, and crash into the entrance of the next big formation.

In lap No.19, the golden-winged roc paused.

At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, his long hair was a little messy, his breathing was a little short, and his mana was weak, but he stopped in front of Li Changshou for the first time.

Li Changshou showed a smile, maintained the previous repeated movements, raised the teacup and took a sip, and said slowly:

"Are you enlightened?"

The golden-winged roc was stunned for a while, then stood there for a while, then showed a ferocious expression, raised his hand and slapped it, turning the situation in front of him into a cloud, bowed his head and continued to break through.

"Just because of you, you still want to confuse my Dao heart!"

Regarding this, Li Changshou did not rush or panic, once again condensed the same arrangement, and waited quietly.

After another seven laps, the golden-winged roc stopped again, but this time, he stopped at the 'one space above' the node where the crooked neck tree was.

"No, this is a phantom array, and the surroundings are all phantoms!"

The golden-winged roc looked at the crack in the rock where the only life gate was, and took two steps back. His voice ranged from murmuring to shouting, to roaring...

"It's all fake, it's all fake!"

"This is an illusion, it's all false! False! Only my way is true! Only my way is true!"

Then the figure turned into a ball of golden light, dashed left and right in this big formation, and was blocked by the Tai Chi diagrams condensed by Yin and Yang, causing his head to bleed and his long hair to fly away!

In Lingxiao Palace, the immortals and gods...

There was a little bit of sympathy.

Li Changshou shook his head slightly, and said: "This god bird's mental state is really not enough. I thought he could survive ninety-nine and eighty-one laps, but I didn't expect that his Taoist heart would start to collapse after less than thirty laps."

Mugong couldn't help putting his hand on his forehead.

A fairy sighed: "We are just watching, and we can feel helpless."

"The water god is really clever. The chain of traps can only trap this god bird, but every time the water god shows up and gives different hints on every expression, it makes his defenses defeat step by step."

"If we go in, I'm afraid we won't be able to last thirty laps."

"At this moment, I realized that the Thunderbolt and Skyfire are nothing more than a small punishment, and there is still room for the Eighteen Hells."

Li Changshou smiled calmly, did not say much, secretly observed the expression of the Jade Emperor, and his mind returned to the troubled position.

At this time, the golden-winged roc had already passed through the gate of life again, looking at the crooked-neck tree and the old man under the tree with some dull eyes.

"Are you enlightened?"

Li Changshou asked this question again, and the golden-winged roc showed a fierce look, and once again passed under the tree with its crooked neck, crashed into the birth gate of this formation, and fell into the next 'reincarnation'.

At this time, Li Changshou began to add some new tricks.

At the eye of the chain formation, Li Changshou released a few paper priests and began to recite the Taoist sutras in unison, causing the sound of chanting to resound in all the formations.

So, three days later...

The golden-winged roc can no longer count how many times he has turned around, how many times he has seen the three characters [lost], and how many times he has destroyed the incarnation of the water god.

He was already a little confused, and when he stumbled to the rock peak, he felt a sense of emptiness in his body.

As if in a daze, the golden-winged roc entered the rock peak by accident, saw the exact same scene again, and heard the voice:

"Are you enlightened?"

The golden-winged roc's legs softened, and it knelt down on the cloud road, raised its head and murmured: "What do you understand, can you tell me what to understand? Water God, what do you want me to understand?"

Li Changshou looked a little disappointed, shook his head, and didn't say much.

The golden-winged roc was no longer fierce at this time, but he stood up, trembling all over, wanted to strike a palm, but felt that it was a waste of effort, so he lowered his head and flew by.

After another ten laps...

Boom!

The golden-winged roc knelt in front of the crooked neck tree, looking at Li Changshou, tears could not help but fall from the corners of his eyes.

"My lord, what do you want me to understand? What exactly do you want me to understand? Can you tell me? I will understand whatever you want me to understand!"

Li Changshou shook his head again, and said calmly: "When you really understand what you want to realize, you will find the answer.

Go for it. "

"what"

The golden-winged roc screamed in dismay, got up and stomped its feet, its figure flashed across the place very quickly, and continued to circle.

After another ten laps, the golden-winged roc's heart trembled, and he suddenly thought of something.

be lost?

This is a question that I have seen countless times, and this is a question that the water god keeps asking himself.

At this time, what should be calm has already calmed down, and everything that should be thought of has been thought of.

If the water god wanted to kill him, he didn't need to think so much. Thinking back to every conversation he had with the water god, the other party had said that he didn't kill him for the sake of old friends...

It's Peacock, that guy whose yin and yang are uncertain, and he doesn't know whether to call him brother or sister!

The big formations repeated over and over again, the water god who appeared again and again, repeatedly asking himself if he had realized it, and the wooden sign that was gently dangling...

'Jinpeng, are you lost? '

For a moment, such a greeting came from Dao's heart.

The voices I had heard before sounded one after another at this moment, pushing him back and forth, all asking him this question.

The eyes are pale, and a little picture emerges from the paleness, from near to far...

'Hmph, just wait, Peacock, I can also lead the revival of the Phoenix Clan! '

"Ordinary people are just weak people, and Taoist sects are all deceitful people. I, the golden-winged roc, must take a different path." '

"Peacock, go to the wilderness by yourself. The three drops of the true blood of the Phoenix clan were given to you. I am just a phoenix variant, so it doesn't matter." '

'I, the golden-winged roc, want to be the fastest creature in the world! '

Scenes, moments.