My brother is so stable

This seems like a trivial matter, but it involves a lot, and it is not safe to deal with it.

He thinks carefully, deduces constantly, raises a possibility and deduces it repeatedly;

This time there was no flash of inspiration, Li Changshou just calculated backwards and forwards according to his own method, jumped out in time when he came to a dead end, changed his thinking, adjusted his way of thinking...

First orientation, then divergence, and then abstraction...

Gradually, a clear vein was held in Li Changshou's hands.

From [how can the real Du'er come to accept disciples in person], reversed to [what are the attractive qualities in Li Jing], Li Changshou suddenly grasped the key point!

Good luck!

Just now, this Li Jing made me feel a whim, made me look at him a lot more, and even ask him actively, it must be related to Li Jing's own luck!

How can Li Jing's luck be worse if he can be listed physically?

What's more, this is the grand marshal of the heavenly court in the future, one father and three sons are considered to be the patriarchs of the wealthy and powerful family in the heavenly court!

Soon, Li Changshou made a plan, and the paper Taoists in the Heavenly Court also became active, and rushed straight to Tushita Palace...

Half an hour later, Li Changshou breathed a sigh of relief, sat back in the armchair, looked at the pile of scrolls in front of him, and smiled a little peacefully.

[How can there be so many clever tricks, but they are all the result of hard work. 】

Two days later.

A paper Taoist of Li Changshou returned from Heaven and brought back a treasure bag.

At this time, there are already a large number of immortals staying outside Duxianmen.

Those sent by immortals to learn skills are floating in the air;

If you don't have a fairy background, you can wait on the steps in front of the mountain gate.

Roughly calculated, there are already two to three thousand children and teenagers, which is much more lively than the last mountain opening ceremony.

Obviously, over the past 200 years, Duxianmen's reputation inside and outside Wubuzhou has been boosted a lot.

Inside the gate, it was like a mundane New Year's Eve. The worries of the last group of disciples leaving the mountain gate were washed away. The elders and disciples of the peaks who were going to accept disciples this time went to the mountain gate for a walk when they had nothing to do.

Just stroll around, without showing your figure, as if outsiders would laugh at them if they saw them.

Li Changshou complained about this from the bottom of his heart, and called all the people on Little Qiong Peak over to do a verification first...

He took out a "corona"-shaped magic weapon and placed it in front of the thatched cottage, and asked his master, junior sister, uncle Jiu Jiu, uncle Jiu Yushi, and Xiong Lingli to move forward one by one, put his palms on it, and stay there. moment.

This magic weapon came from the hands of the great mage, and it has only one function, which is to judge a person's luck.

Li Changshou originally wanted to learn the method of watching qi, but when he saw that the archmage had such a treasure, he came back with a smile.

On the disc, there are twelve grades of scale, depicting twelve progressive colors, from white to red to purple and deep purple.

For ordinary human qi refiners, most of their luck is light red to deep red. After all, the human race is now the protagonist of the world, and their luck is booming.

Master's test result is like this, light red.

Jiu Jiu and Jiu Yushi's luck is about two marks higher than their master's, which is also normal.

But Ling'e's luck can reach deep red and approach light purple, which surprised Li Changshou.

And Xiong Lingli pushed it up with her big hand, and waited seriously for a while...

"Cousin, cousin?"

Xiong Lingli turned her head weakly, and asked in a low voice, "Is this thing broken?"

Li Changshou stared carefully for a while, and said: "Look, there are also projections, but the range of rise is a little smaller... Don't be sad, you will not have bad luck now that you are in the right time."

Xiong Lingli breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Afterwards, the five people all looked at Li Changshou.

Li Changshou smiled calmly, put away the magic weapon, and said, "I'll go to Master Jiuwu first, and talk about how to use this thing."

After saying that, he used Earth Dun directly, without giving them the slightest chance to speak.

Be careful, Qi calculation is the top secret, even the master and junior sisters are inconvenient to reveal it.

But Li Changshou said he was looking for Jiuwu, but he turned his foot and went to Duxian Palace.

Li Jing's teacher apprenticeship plan, as well as the practice plan, personality transformation plan, and family education and training plan after the apprenticeship, have been safely established by Li Changshou at this time...

Arranged.

Chapter 333 Don't worry, keep your mouth shut!

'The wind in the West Kunlun Mountains today is a little restless. '

Among the majestic mountains, in a secluded valley, in the cave with the plaque of "Babao Yunguang Cave", the well-dressed old Taoist with a childlike face slowly stood up.

He seemed to sense that something was about to happen.

But the specifics are difficult to determine. I only know that it has something to do with the Dao Chengdu Xianmen that I established outside.

"It seems to be the opening ceremony of the mountain again, the day for Du Xianmen to accept disciples."

Master Du'er pondered for a while, and decided to go to Duxianmen to take a look secretly.

For this real person, it was a shameless thing for the archmage to show up to help Du Xianmen when they were attacked by a group of monsters and puppets.

【Can't make any more mistakes, alarming the archmage to descend to earth. 】

The old man thought about it.

The old Taoist hummed a chanting ditty and walked back and forth in the spacious cave.

He went first to a tidy cubicle.

Opening the wooden cabinet, he chose a gray robe of silver velvet in it, and turned around to look at the next wall full of whisks of different styles.

Daoist Duer chose one of them, the one that matched his robe, and held it in his hand;

Then I went to the 'cloud room' next door, picked a white cloud mixed with gray, stepped on it, and floated out of my cave.

Not every fly whisk can be favored by his real Duer.

Just like, not every casual cultivator is lucky enough to be accepted as a registered disciple by the Taiqing sage.