"If this is really done, what gift do you want to give to your teacher?"

Li Changshou laughed and said, "What I am good at is nothing but elixirs and wine."

Jiuwu suddenly shook his eyebrows, "The master has a high level of cultivation and has been clean for so many years. How can he use those things?"

"Oh?" Li Changshou blinked, "I heard from my uncle, it seems that my uncle has not cleaned himself?

Master Jiushi, don’t draw your sword!”

"Why!"

Jiuwu was shocked and rushed out in one step, jumping straight into the lake with thunder.

Jiuwu turned his head and saw Li Changshou standing alone under the willow tree, his Taoist couple was more than ten feet away, and he was accompanying his junior brother and sister to "appreciate" the paintings, secretly observing the movements in the back mountain.

Jiuwu glared at Li Changshou, his eyes full of resentment.

The short Taoist man crawled out of the lake in shame, shaking away the water stains on his Taoist robe, stomped his feet, and cursed: "You know how to cheat your master and me!"

Li Changshou looked at the sky calmly and laughed, "Master, can you have a ghost in your heart?

Could it be that I went to find the fox demon who was pressed outside the mountain gate?"

"Go away, don't cleanse my innocence!"

Jiuwu put his hands in his sleeves and scolded in anger:

"I drink with you Master Wu, that is the sun and the moon can be seen, the heaven and the earth can be proved, and there is no other mind!

Hmm, tell me something serious.

Changshou, my senior sister heard that Uncle Jiang has many friends outside...

You said, among these people, will there be someone... well, just... that's not good.

As disciples, we are a little worried about whether a few people will suddenly pop up and compete with our master for jealousy.

This will definitely affect the Master's state of mind when practicing Taoism. Master is about to overcome the tribulation. In this case, it is best to avoid it if you can."

Li Changshou said seriously: "I will ask Master later on this, so don't worry."

Jiuwu hurriedly said, "Then I'll bother Changshou's nephew."

"This is just a small matter," Li Changshou said in a voice, "Master, I also have something I want to ask you."

"Oh? But it's okay."

Li Changshou took out a book in his arms, stuffed it directly into the wine and black arms, and whispered:

"This is some tips for Master Wangqing.

My master is still a shameless person, so it would be better for the man to take the initiative in this matter."

Jiuwu's eyes lit up, and without any trace, he put the book in the storage bag sewn in his sleeve.

The two looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

"What are you two muttering about?"

Jiu Shi greeted him in the back, "Wuwu is here, see how this painting is?

I want to exchange the spirit stones for it and take them back and decorate them in our room."

Jiuwu agreed and slipped back immediately.

Li Changshou said aloud:

"The paintings here are all the works that my disciples practice when they are bored on weekdays. If the master and uncle are attracted to them, they will take them by themselves."

Master Wangqing's seventh disciple, drunk and smiled, "This level is just a writing work. Do you have a great painting? Take it out and open your eyes to us."

Li Changshou immediately smiled and shook his head.

Jiuwu smiled and said, "Seventh Junior Brother, don't ask too much about this. You must not see the paintings of the eldest son's nephew's great success!"

Jiuqi immediately became interested and chased Jiuwu for a while.

Li Changshou didn't say much.

In fact, the great paintings that Master Jiuwu knows are nothing more than "The Picture of the Hundred Beauties and the Picture of the Hundred Beauties and the Picture of the Hundred Beauties and the Picture of the Hundred Beauties and the Picture of the Hundred Beauties and the Picture of the Hundred Beauties and the Picture of the Hundred Beauties and the Picture of the Hundred Beauties and the Picture of the Hundred Beauties and the Picture of the Hundred Beauties and the Picture of the Hundred Beauties and the Picture of the Hundred Beauties and the Picture of the Hundred Beauties and the Picture of the Hundred Beauties and the Picture of the Hundred Beauties and the Picture of the Hundred Beauties is nothing more than a small work.

He now has more energy!

Without warning, a faint cry came from Li Changshou's heart...

‘Is the sea god here?… The sea god… fellow Taoist… maybe heard it…’

Um?

The shouting was intermittent, and the ‘signal’ was very weak.

Li Changshou shrunk his left hand in his sleeve, and immediately calculated with his fingers. A divine thought followed the sound and landed on a statue of the god he was shouting for.

When Li Changshou first arrived at this statue of god, he was also stunned.

This is not an ‘authentic statue of the sea god’.

This place is a coastal fishing village, with a mud statue enshrined, with two big characters written on it - the sea god...

But this place is also a place where you can restrain your incense and merits, and this mud statue is also related to you.

Such a simple clay statue is not included in the 23,600 statues of his gods at this time.

But then I thought about it, I could directly alarm him, the sea god, in such a place, and even sent the shouts into my heart...

Those who shout are extraordinary.

Li Changshou looked at the mud statue with his divine thoughts. The Taoist, who was familiar but could not remember where he had seen him, looked at the other party carefully for a while.

This person is tall and thin, wearing a loose yellow Taoist robe, wearing a common Taoist hairpin, and his palms are like palm-leaf fans. His overall temperament gives people a sense of freedom and elegance.

His face is clear, his forehead is wide and long, and his eyes are slender, which is somewhat similar to the eyes of his second leader Ao Yi...

Moreover, this person exudes a faint pressure, and there is a little mysterious Taoist rhyme of returning to nature...

In terms of cultivation, he is definitely a master.

The old Taoist bowed and shouted again: "Sea God, may you hear the Sea God? Is it the Sea God here?"

A mortal aunt carrying a bamboo basket happened to pass by and couldn't help but remind him:

"You old man is so strange, why are you shouting at the sea god statue?

We are just a small statue of gods we invited here. If you really want to worship the sea god, go to the big temple in the city!"

"Oh, thank you for the reminder, thank you for the reminder."

The old Taoist wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned around and headed straight towards the nearest big city.

The passing aunt couldn't help but be startled. The bamboo basket on her wrist fell to the ground and fell out of the ground...
Chapter completed!