My brother is so stable

Li Changshou really didn't expect that Manjusri's conspiracy was quite methodical.

It's a ruthless character, and I'll focus on it later.

He took advantage of the opportunity to live in Fangcun Mountain for a long time, and simply revealed the name of Patriarch Bodhi, and cut off contact with Lingshan.

Free and easy, wait for the monkey to come.

……

"Hey hey hey"

Heavenly Court, somewhere in a fairy mountain shrouded in fairy light, in a gorgeous palace on the top of the mountain.

The God of Wealth in a wedding robe sat beside the bed, leaning against the slightly protruding belly of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, holding a jug, slightly drunk.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was holding a book and reading it quietly. She was more than a few percent gentler than before she became a god. It must be judged by "several times"!

Zhao Gongming smiled and said: "Madam, when you are going to be pregnant, you should also consider our feelings."

"Hmph, hold on."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit said indifferently: "I can still give our children some benefits at this time, why are you so impatient?

What's more, in today's heaven, I don't want them to get involved. "

"What's wrong with Heavenly Court, isn't it good?"

Zhao Gongming spread his hands: "Look, everything is very peaceful, and the fairy palaces are operating normally.

From Wubuzhou to Three Thousand Worlds, where is the heaven not taken care of? "

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit thought about it carefully: "It just feels like it's been taken care of very well. The Three Realms are completely operating according to the laws of the heavens. Everywhere is meticulous, which is somewhat boring."

"This is a good thing," Zhao Gongming sighed, "Even if my brother comes back, we will continue to follow this regulation."

"That's different."

Jin Ling raised his head and glanced at the dome of the main hall, where the bright stars were shining, and said: "It feels a bit stuffy at the top of the head, not bright."

Zhao Gongming couldn't help being dumbfounded.

He sighed dejectedly, and raised his hand to straighten the hairstyle on his forehead, with a look of helplessness in his eyes.

"It's fine for them to live well outside," Zhao Gongming said. "For the few of them, this is the best destination. They stay away from heaven, control their own destiny, and enjoy themselves outside the Three Realms."

Zhao Gongming had some light in his eyes, the light kept flickering, and he said softly:

"Maybe after the two sides reconcile, we can see them again. At that time, the second sister was holding two babies and playing with our children.

how nice. "

Jin Ling said, "Reconciliation? It doesn't exist."

"Isn't this looking forward to it?" Zhao Gongming smiled, "No matter what, this world still has to develop in a better direction, and Honghuang can continue to live through Yuanhui after Yuanhui.

Just like the secular world of the human race, after the flames of war raged, the people's minds were settled, and they would live and work in peace and contentment for a period of time.

We should also try to be satisfied, after all, there is not much we can do now. "

"You," Jin Ling snorted, and reached out to pat the top of Zhao Gongming's head.

She actually knew why her husband would say such things.

The husband is actually persuading her, telling her not to fight because of the tragedy of censorship, and telling her to be more patient in the heavenly court.

In their positions at this time, they are both great immortal gods with real power in heaven, maintaining the fate of the Jiejiao immortals on the list, and maintaining the incense inheritance of Jiejiao in the world today.

Because of their high cultivation, the Dao of Heaven cannot directly interfere with their minds.

But Tiandao used the friendship that Jujiao valued most, and put on layer after layer of shackles for them, making them unable to move here.

The pressure on my husband is already too heavy.

Jin Ling took the initiative to change the subject and asked, "What has Long Ji thought of recently?"

"No," Zhao Gongming shook his head, "I went to see her in secret, and she was a bit distraught, unable to cheer up every day, and often washed her face with tears.

It felt like the tragedy of Heng'e was repeated again. "

"It's okay," the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit turned cold, "What they lost will eventually be found.

What is lost in this world will eventually return again. "

boom

The power of heaven came one after another, as if it was about to bring down thunder and calamity.

Zhao Gongming stood up, smiled and cupped his hands in the air, the power of Dao that day slowly dissipated.

"Don't say that," Zhao Gongming sighed, "Let's just raise our babies in peace and spend our days in the Heavenly Court. It's not very good, there's nothing to argue about."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit didn't say much, and continued to read the scroll in her hand.

Zhao Gongming scratched his head and sat back in his original position, a little lost in thought.

Jin Ling suddenly asked: "By the way, where did the elder brother get thrown by Laojun?"

"I didn't find out, but it shouldn't be a problem."

Zhao Gongming laughed and said, "After all, Laojun is not some kind of evil god."

at the same time;

In the Tushi palace.

Under the old tree where Master Xuandu had slept for a long time, Daoist Duobao was wrapped in layers of yin and yang, gossip, and dao rhymes. Looking at the ancient books piled up in front of him, his complexion was extremely pale.

"Old gentleman, you can just give this disciple a good time! The disciple's Dao realm is all dug out!"

哞

Hearing a yelp from the opposite side, Taoist Duobao shivered.

But he saw that green bull wearing a nose ring, lying on top of a pile of precious mountains, feeling indescribably comfortable and safe.

Every time the nose ring shone brightly, a spirit treasure beneath it quickly dimmed, and Taoist Duobao's heart would be scratched severely.

"Back, back! Just back!"