"well!"

After Daozu found the teacher, the teacher found the uncle, and the uncle found the queen...

No, the Empress and the Master are looking for it together.

He is a disciple of Taiqing, not a disciple of the Heavenly Dao!

Li Changshou...

I dare not be angry or speak out.

Other people's time travelers are all against the will of heaven, favored by fairies, and then hugged each other, with all kinds of opportunities.

Why did it come to me that I became seeking survival between the palms of the Taoist ancestor and seeking development in the torrent of the great disaster. I wrote it horizontally and vertically in a big word:

【Disaster】.

Nowadays, there are still many concerns. With many people who care about it, they become the one they didn't want to live the most back then, which would become [extremely difficult].

Everything has to be calculated, everything has to be considered.

For example, when Nuwa and the leader of Tongtian Sect were summoned at the same time, Li Changshou had to make a choice and come up with a solution, not only to ask a saint not to mind his own body to go to another saint first, but also to get through it perfectly.

It is impossible to hide it. When facing saints, all kinds of things must be told truthfully.

This is the basic condition for communicating with the saints.

The Tongtian Sect Master is probably about the Chaos Bell, and it may take a long time to go there.

The place where Nuwa is a relatively simple thing, and she also has the ability to stop her magic...

Furthermore, in terms of bilateral relations, the Tongtian Sect Master is indeed relatively closer to him, and his tolerance limit should be higher.

After all, there is this relationship.

After thinking for a while, Li Changshou settled down his words on both sides and took out two shaped paper Taoist men from his sleeve.

The body randomly drilled into one of them, then "divided ways" and rushed to the two saints dojos.

Use the paper Taoist who has concealed Lan Deng to challenge the saint's vision?

Li Changshou dared not do such unstable things.

Although he is now in a state of being happy under the saint, Li Changshou has enough understanding of how strong the saint is.

Except for a certain saint who has a weak foundation and has been cut off by his own teacher, all the saints and masters are sublimation of the Taoist realm and the level of life, infinitely approaching the critical point of transcendence.

Half a day later, when Biyou Palace Secret Realm, Li Changshou saluted outside the hall and did not go in, but just reported:

"Uncle Master, my disciple was summoned by Saint Nuwa and was on his way to the Holy Mother Palace. As soon as the matter was over there, I would come over immediately. Please don't blame me."

On the throne in the hall, the Tongtian Sect Master who was playing with a bunch of "giant ornaments" suddenly laughed.

"It's okay, I'm not an urgent matter here. Just go and do the important things first."

What I mean is that what is here is not a serious matter?

Li Changshou breathed a sigh of relief and bowed outside the hall. Then the paper Taoist turned into a paper man who was tall and sat down against the wall.

At the same time, in the small building in the lake center of the Virgin Palace, a touch of Taoist rhyme flowed, and Li Changshou was pulled into the Virgin's magical powers.

He sat in his exclusive seat honestly, drawing stories prepared in advance, without saying much, nor dared to ask questions.

Nuwa was lying on her back in the pool, with a few slices of spiritual fruit on her face, and a hairband decorated with pearl agate on her long hair, which was quite artistically designed. The snake's tail swayed gently in the pool;

A magic weapon similar to a photo ball plays a soothing and relaxing melody. Nuwa followed the ups and downs of the rhythms of the audience, exhale, exhale, exhale...

Li Changshou:...

The life of this saint is so simple and boring.

After a moment outside, the end of the field has passed.

The drawings in front of Li Changshou were piled up three inches high and began to be bound into a book.

Suddenly, the Virgin Mary heard the words: "Does Randeng have a grudge against Yunxiao in the original story of the Gods?"

Li Changshou paused and then thought that the Virgin Mary must have heard of the Goddess from Senior Lang, but he probably didn't know much about asking himself this.

Li Changshou smiled and said, "The great catastrophe of the gods is still ahead, and I don't know what the details are."

"Put garlic."

Nuwa said calmly: "Do you know clearly or not, I know it very clearly.

Since you don't want to say more, then forget it, I can't force you as a junior.

Randeng's death was a bit unexpected. I originally thought that Tiandao would protect him."

"I am foolish in my opinion, what the way of heaven is to be stable is the stability of heaven and earth. The process may not be too important compared to the result."

Li Changshou quickly sealed the drawing, made a cover with cloth, and put a ban on it to prevent corrosion and damage.

He said slowly: "Uncle Master summoned this time, besides painting, do you have any advice to me if you have anything to do?"

"Why, can't you let me sit here?"

Saint Nuwa said calmly: "Taibai Jinxing is a busy man now, and my Holy Mother Palace is cold after all."

"Uncle Master, why did you start to tease your disciples?" Li Changshou said with a smile, "After returning to Heaven, the disciples just practice quietly and wait for the great disaster to come.

Whatever the disciples want to do in heaven, they will do naturally.”

Nuwa smiled, her phoenix eyes opened slightly, and she smiled and said, "Are you scared?"

"Yeah, I'm scared."

Li Changshou sighed slowly and said, "But there is no way to be afraid. Although the disciple does not have the intention to cause trouble, in the eyes of the master, the disciple is afraid that it will always be a variable.

It’s also thanks to that senior who laid a good foundation, tsk.”

Nuwa suddenly smiled and the slice of the spirit fruit on her face disappeared without a trace.

The water in the pool sounded, and she turned into a human form and walked out of the pool. The rich holy light slowly slid down with a water-blue long skirt, covering the impeccable figure of the only female saint.

A soft couch flew over, and Saint Nuwa sat behind two curtains and yawned lazily.

This time, the Saint Empress asked calmly: "Now the last killing disaster of the Great Tribulation of the Gods is getting closer and closer. What do you think of the current situation of the three religions of Yingjie?"

Um?

Li Changshou was a little confused in his heart. He looked up at the Saint Nuwa behind the curtain and said in secretly strange.

Saint Nuwa talks and communicates with herself, and most of the time, they are more casual, peaceful, and easily make people closer.

This problem seems normal at this time, but it actually does not conform to the character of Saint Nuwa. She would normally say this-

[You have ruined the Western religion and the teaching luck. The next step is to let the Taoist sect destroy the Western religion first and then fight each other in the internal struggle?]

Heavenly Dao is asking yourself?

Or, are there any other problems?

Li Changshou's heart was shaking and was about to answer, but the voice of Saint Nuwa rang deep in his heart.

"I want to remind you this time.

Before, you lost the fortune of Western teaching and teaching, and just met the hardships that Western teaching had experienced before the prosperity of Western teaching. The way of heaven had asked me to make arrangements.

You answered me in your heart, and it doesn’t seem difficult for you to use it with one mind or two.”

It's indeed related to monkeys.

The sky-repairing stone was put down by Saint Nuwa, and Saint Nuwa said [Heavenly Way] rather than [Tao Ancestor].

What I mean here is probably the will I have for eleven or two years in the Hunyuan Jin Fight.

Li Changshou smiled calmly and said, "The situation of the three religions is still very unclear..."

All the answers were clichés and official words, and there was no substantial content.

And in the bottom of his heart, Li Changshou felt a little bit of his heart:

"Empress, I don't want to interfere in the aftermath of the Great Calamity of the Gods.

Now that it has been decided, the end of the Gods, I will take the people I want to take out of the prehistoric world."

"oh?"

Saint Nuwa sent a message to inquire: "You want to take Yunxiao Ling'e and the others away?"

"Well, after all, I am in the prehistoric world and always have some dangers. If my relatives and friends who are related to me want to go with me, I will take them with me who are not bound by the way of heaven, at most seven or eight people."

"This is also a good choice. You are indeed much more reliable than that guy," Saint Nuwa chuckled and sighed slightly, as if he was a little disappointed.

Just say, "Ask what's wrong."

Li Changshou was very smart and didn't ask a word for a long time.

I kept talking nonsense on the surface, but I was waiting in my heart.

Soon, Saint Nuwa continued to send a message and said calmly: "If you don't even answer the words, how can you talk about this day?"

"The disciple is self-aware and cannot help the Empress solve her problems," Li Changshou looked ashamed, "After all, you are a saint, one of the only six saints in the world."
To be continued...