My brother is so stable

The sage uttered a soft drink, and the Chaos Clock stopped vibrating in an instant, its surroundings were wrapped in blue light, and it turned into the size of a palm in a blink of an eye, spinning continuously there.

"Damn! Despicable!"

The spiritual sense from the Chaos Clock was a little weak and tinged with crying: "Tongtian, I misread you! You have become like your elder brother!

Calculations, all calculations..."

Li Changshou's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Congratulations to Master Uncle for obtaining such a treasure."

At this time, the Chaos Clock can be restrained, and whether it is to tame or change the spirituality in it later, there is no threshold for the saint.

Master Tongtian Sect shook his head with a smile, and said: "What Pindao said before is not a lie, and now you come to refine it, and Pindao borrowed it."

"Uncle, what the disciple said just now is not a lie."

Li Changshou sighed in a low voice, and said to Master Tongtian: "Before this disciple went to Biyou Palace, he was summoned by the Holy Mother, and rushed to the Holy Mother's Palace. The Holy Mother asked the disciple a question."

"Oh? What kind of question?"

The master of Tongtian radiated the sage rhyme, wrapped himself and Li Changshou, and signaled Li Changshou to speak, without the need to transmit his voice.

Not aboveboard.

"The empress asked if I would like to form an alliance with her in the catastrophe."

The leader of Tongtian raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, threw the Chaos Clock back to its original position, and paced with his hands behind his back, getting closer to Li Changshou.

Soon, this sage, who didn't like calculations and deduction, had a little divine light in his eyes.

"Her question is quite meaningful. You may not know that Nuwa is the one among the six of us who has the deepest connection with the Dao of Heaven.

This catastrophe originated from the human race. She is the Holy Mother of the human race. Although she was destined to be involved in it, she did not owe the human race anything. On the contrary, the human race owed her boundless karma.

Therefore, Nuwa was not in trouble, so why was she in such a hurry to form an alliance with others? "

Li Changshou said: "My lady explained to my disciples that she wanted to get out of the control of heaven."

"Is she willing to do so?"

Master Tongtian twitched his lips, and said calmly, "How did you answer?"

"The disciple said whatever was on his mind, and he dared not hide anything from the saint."

Li Changshou sighed:

"The disciple has said that after taking charge of the Conferred God, he will leave the prehistoric world with his relatives and friends, and retire in the Heavenly Court. He doesn't want more, and he can't get more.

To have Yunxiao and my junior sister as companions, I am no longer alone, and I have obtained the fruit of longevity, so what is there to be unwilling to do? "

"You really think so?"

Li Changshou's eyes flickered, but he didn't say much.

"Your answer is not bad, it should be able to dispel Tiandao's suspicion of you," said Master Tongtian with a smile, "After this catastrophe, Pindao also wants to get rid of many miscellaneous things in the prehistoric world and explore endlessly in the sea of ​​chaos.

The sea of ​​chaos is extremely vast. Although it is extremely chaotic, after the creation of the world and the impact of the flood, it has changed from the original complete disorder to the current half-order and half-chaos.

Many chaotic creatures are also quite interesting.

Time to be together? "

"This one……"

Li Changshou looked a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "The disciples have a romantic relationship with them, and you are next to you, uncle...may be a little restrained."

"Huh?" The face of the leader of Tongtian turned dark, "You still despise poverty?"

"It's not that you're going to be embarrassed."

"Okay, I don't want to bother you, it's absurd that the poor have become a burden!"

Master Tongtian shook his sleeves, snorted softly, turned and walked back to the main seat of the main hall, closed his eyes and meditated.

Li Changshou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to the leader of Tongtian, and sat back in his original position. He used the Taiji diagram to observe the prehistoric world for a while, and continued to read the things in his hand.

Although the character of this senior wave is not good, these strange researches are quite precious.

For example, the article he is reading, "Three Conjectures on the Formation of Chaos Sea and the Unity of Inflation Theory", is quite in-depth.

"Hey……"

In the middle of the main hall, the chaotic clock controlled by the leader of Tongtian swayed slightly, and some weak spiritual sense continued to spread towards Li Changshou and the leader of Tongtian.

"Can you respect Ben Zhong?"

"Treasure of Opening Heaven, Supreme Treasure of Defense, Great Way of Time..."

"How did Honghuang become like this now? What about the energy you used to beat your head to the point of bleeding for a few broken lotuses back then?"

"Talk to me... It's not impossible to help you, but I really can't stop the Jiaojiao Games from killing Baobao.

Is it Chang Geng, with me you don’t have to be afraid of the way of heaven, I can take you to hide in the sea of ​​chaos at any time.

Daxian, let's talk, although I don't want to recognize you as the master, but just like the Eastern Emperor Taiyi back then, it is okay for us to work together.

Great Immortal Chang Gung, don't ask me to stop teaching, I will really die. "

Li Changshou put down the scroll in his hand helplessly, smiled apologetically at Chaos Clock, and then...

Close the Lingtai, carefully read the notes in hand.

So, ten years later.

It is not far from Wubuzhou, and has not yet entered the scope of the influence of heaven. The master of Tongtian summoned several disciples to stand around the body of the chaotic clock with Li Changshou.

The time to decide the fate has come.

……

at the same time;

Somewhere in the Great Thousand World, in that incomparably majestic stone palace, the dense masters of the Lintian Temple stood neatly below, and a stream of immortal power filled the place.

In the middle of the high platform, more than a dozen big Luo Jinxians are sitting in the stone chairs with high backs;

Behind this row of stone chairs, there are a few more chairs, which are the core figures of Lintian Temple, Bai Ze, Jiang Lin'er, and Jiu Jiu, who have gradually faded into the background.

Of course, Bai Ze hid himself in the mist from beginning to end, never revealing his identity.