My brother is so stable

Fighting wits and courage with this guy is restricted by the oath at this time, and many paths are lost, but it is also more interesting.

"You little thief, just wait, Pindao will always find your loophole!"

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"Really, these few people I met on the road, why are they looking at others with such strange eyes, aren't they afraid of being beaten!"

When flying over Little Qiong Peak, Jiu Jiu twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help muttering.

The big gourd fell slowly, and her celestial sense scanned all parts of Little Qiongfeng, and found that Li Changshou was giving lectures to Lan Ling'e.

Blinking her eyes lightly, Jiu Jiu deliberately concealed her aura fluctuations, wanting to see how her sudden appearance would react to her brothers and sisters.

Shouldn't you be frightened?

Jiu Jiuxiu frowned, feeling a little helpless.

Stealthily approaching the thatched hut, I heard a clear voice coming from it from a distance:

"Spiritual thoughts are faint, and Dao is manifested in them; Qi returns to Zhonghai and condenses in Yuanhun.

In this sentence, the most difficult thing to understand is actually the return of qi to Zhonghai. The qi here does not refer to the magic power you have cultivated, nor does it refer to clean or turbid qi, but refers to the innate essence that you have stored in yourself.

This is a treasure brought from the mother's womb, it is very important to Qi practitioners..."

Inside the house, Li Changshou was sitting in an armchair with a very relaxed posture, while Little Ling'e sat cross-legged on the futon and listened carefully.

Jiu Jiu tiptoed to the door of the house, turned around, raised his arms like a tiger's claw, shouted 'Ula' and rushed in.

Little Ling'e, who was sitting there with her eyes closed, couldn't help laughing out loud, while Li Changshou put down the scriptures in his hands helplessly, and looked at Jiu Jiu who had suddenly changed into a costume with a smile...

Jiu Jiu stared, "Why aren't you afraid?"

"Oh! I was frightened by my uncle!"

Little Ling'e pretended to be flustered and let out a soft cry, but just as she turned her head, Xiaozui couldn't help but let out another sigh of admiration, "Little Martial Uncle, why are you suddenly... suddenly wearing a long skirt?"

"What's wrong? Can't you?"

Jiu Jiu secretly observed Li Changshou's reaction, and turned around in front of Little Ling'e, her skirt and hair fluttering gently, filling the room with a faint fragrance.

Ling'e was also secretly watching her senior brother's reaction at this time, and when she found that her senior brother was nodding with a smile, she was a little relieved from the bottom of her heart.

It's good that the senior brother is not surprised.

Ling'e smiled lightly and said, "Of course you can. Uncle Shi is usually very beautiful, but now he is even more dazzling. Disciples don't dare to ride the clouds with Uncle Shi anymore."

Jiu Jiu blinked at Li Changshou, "Little Changshou, what do you think...?"

"Very good," Li Changshou nodded in praise.

When a woman who has a good relationship with him, like the two in front of me, the junior sister and the junior uncle, suddenly changed into a new dress, added a new piece of jewelry, and had a look of begging for praise. Men, in fact, shouldn't be stingy with compliments.

But thinking that there might have been a misunderstanding yesterday...

Li Changshou added: "Just looking at it suddenly, I might not be used to it."

"Like This."

Jiu Jiu looked down at the collocation he had carefully selected for a long time, with a slightly disappointed expression.

On the side, Ling'e sighed in her heart;

Brother is still like this...

It's really hard to get close to a senior brother who wants to shut out all causes and effects.

Really troublesome.

Ling'e soon showed a faint smile, took the initiative to lean over, and whispered in Jiujiu's ear, "Uncle, is this your first time wearing this kind of dress?"

Jiu Jiu hurriedly said: "Well, yes, I suddenly want to change my dressing style, that's it."

"Light makeup is more suitable for this kind of dress," Ling'e whispered something next to Jiu Jiu's ear, Jiu Jiu's eyes lit up, and she pulled Ling'e to the side behind the screen.

Seeing this, Li Changshou shook his head slightly, picked up the slip of paper and continued to read, listening to the whispering voice, thinking about something in his heart, his expression didn't change much.

Not long after, amidst Ling'e's continuous praise, Jiu Jiu came out from behind the screen again, looking at Li Changshou triumphantly.

"How about it!"

Li Changshou looked up, and his smile became more intense.

At this time, the little master seemed to be a different person, cleverly applied makeup, carefully painted the corners of the eyebrows, slightly dyed the blush, moistened the red lips, the skirt and jacket, and the phoenix tail coiled clouds, a little more than before. Delicate, adding a bit of femininity to women.

"That's right," Li Changshou gave a thumbs up, "As far as the chest is concerned, among the women I've seen, the beauty is definitely in the top three!"

"really?"

Jiu Jiu blinked, and for some reason, the strange and subtle feeling that had lingered in her heart for the past two days quietly dissipated, and her mood became happy and relaxed.

"Of course it's true. Could it be that Uncle Master has misunderstood his own charm?"

Li Changshou smiled and said, "Uncle, when you don't usually dress up, you are already the object of admiration by many male disciples in the sect."

"Bah, no way," Jiu Jiu rolled his eyes, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising slightly, and he said calmly, "My uncle doesn't really care about these, after all, cultivating Taoism and longevity is a serious matter.

Don't talk about this, do you still want to give lectures?

Let's fight against the gods without lectures! "

Li Changshou said: "Lectures are a business after all..."

"It's rare for Master Uncle to come!" Ling'e immediately hugged Jiu Jiu's arm from behind, "Dou Dashen!"

Li Changshou couldn't help putting his hand on his forehead, why is it 'rare' to come here an average of seven or eight times a month?

Jiu Jiu resolutely agreed: "Dou Dashen!"

"Okay, it's rare that you are so excited, I will find a chance to make up lessons for Ling'e later."

Li Changshou shook his head. The two people on the side had already cheered and celebrated, and skillfully arranged the cushions on the low table.

When she was seated, Jiu Jiu felt a little awkward, so she borrowed Li Changshou's thatched hut next door, and changed back to her most comfortable linen blouse and short skirt, and replaced the embroidered shoes with soft and comfortable special straw sandals, which melted away the bruises on her face. Light makeup.

This grass is not an ordinary grass, it is also a fairy grass carefully cultivated by Jiuwu...

Still so much more comfortable.