My Senior Brother is Too Steady Chapter 205

Chapter 205 No One Can Defeat This Penniless Priest in This Field!

In the remote Earth Realm where the South Ocean and the West Ocean intersected, there were several array formations.

Zhao Gongming lowered his head and looked at the two Western Sect disciples. With a casual sweep of his hand, he wiped away the vast waves on the surface of the ocean. The twenty-four SeCalming Divine Pearls slowly rotated…

In front of him, the two Western Sect experts' mouths were bleeding and their auras were trembling. However, they were firmly rooted to the ground by the SeCalming Divine Pearl and could not move.

At that moment, the two old Daoists had complicated expressions. There was fear and helplessness within them. Of course, anger constituted most of their emotions.

It was the second time!

It was the second time!

Although this time, it was the two of them who had the intention to plot against the Yellow Dragon, Daoist Huang Long, who had used the unique scheme that Zhao Gongming had…

However, they did not injure Daoist Huang Long at all! Based on their experience of being scammed, the scene appeared again!

Without any explanation, Zhao Gongming rushed forward and beat them up. He had damaged their Dao for thousands of years. That was truly a grudge!

At that moment, Zhao Gongming was also pondering…

He had fought casually just now, so he did not hold back much. He had injured the two Western Saints' disciples and caused them to lose their Dao intent.

This time, he was not that right…

Beside him, the tall and thin Daoist bowed. His eyes were filled with gratitude as he said,

“Thank you for helping me out, Junior Brother Gongming! If you did not appear, I would not know what to do.”

Zhao Gongming laughed wryly and said, “It's just a small matter. Senior Brother Huang Long, don't worry about it.”

The lanky Daoist took two steps forward and looked at the two old Daoists from the Western Sect who were dressed plainly and were filled with grief and indignation.

He asked softly, “Junior Brother Gongming, what should we do now?”

Zhao Gongming asked via voice transmission, “Did they attack you before?”

“Well, they didn't…”

The lanky Daoist said with a bitter smile, “I just returned from a good friend's Cave Abode in the South Ocean. I met the two of them. They said that they had a good treasure for me to look at. To my surprise, the two of them got into an argument and even started fighting. One of them fell to the ground and spat out blood, and seemed to have been seriously injured. The other one looked at me and asked why I injured his senior brother… I really didn't do anything. I definitely didn't do anything. I even advised them not to be so ruthless!”

Zhao Gongming instantly frowned…

These two guys whom I had scammed before, have actually come up with new tricks?

That's not right!

If this is the case, the other party must have hidden some treasure or array formation… It would be difficult to deal with them.

Zhao Gongming's legs suddenly turned into jelly. His movements were smooth and natural, and he collapsed in front of the three of them. With a wail, he spat out a large amount of blood. His face was pale, his aura trembled, and his Dao runes trembled…

No matter what, he had to lie down first!

The grief and indignation in the eyes of the two old Daoists who had been sealed by the SeCalming Divine Pearl intensified, but they could not move at all.

Actually, as long as Zhao Gongming put away the SeCalming Divine Pearl, the two Western Sect experts would not say anything harsh. They would just turn around and leave…

At that moment, the tall and thin old Daoist priest was stunned. He looked to the left, and to the right.

Then, he said to Zhao Gongming, “Junior Brother Gongming, why don't I lie down too?”

“Don't.” Zhao Gongming remained calm as he quickly sent a voice transmission. “I'll stabilize them here first! Senior Brother, go to the South Continent. Stay at the coast of the South Sea. Find a random Sea God Temple and look for the Sea God of the South Ocean. When the Sea God's incarnation appears, Senior Brother Huang Long, tell him about the matters here and ask for a solution. I will definitely go and thank the Sea God later!”

The tall old Daoist priest became even more confused.

However, after hearing Zhao Gongming's anxious words, the expert who was one the twelve Golden Immortals of Chan School did not think much about it. He immediately used his mystical ability and rushed out of the array formation, darting towards the north. This Primordial World…

Have the times changed?

On Little Qiong Peak, he thought, The story of Grandmaster and Exalted Wang Qing reconciling is really difficult to handle.

However, their efforts this time were not in vain. Although the two of them had yet to reveal their thoughts, they could already communicate normally…

After they meet at most twice again, they would be able to have a passionate and enjoyable conversation.

Li Changshou used his immortal senses to take a look. He had already gone to the back of the mountain of Little Qiong Peak to take a stroll with his little Grandmaster and Exalted Wang Qing. He felt poetic and could not help but think to himself, They are originally a pair of lovebirds who had separated after quarreling twice. They are good companions for each other, but they are prideful and refuse to show their emotions. Not bad, not bad. I've improved and even rhymed!

Li Changshou suddenly heard a gentle and beautiful singing behind him. It was his junior sister, Ling'e, who was playing the zither. She moved her red lips and sang softly as her fingertips landed on the strings.

“The shadow of the falling flower has been there for a long time, and the tired bird has fallen.”

“When I think of you, cherish my rainbow dress.”

Huh?

Li Changshou glanced at her and Ling'e immediately stopped. She pursed her lips and revealed a silly smile at her senior brother…

She did not hint anything!

“Copy the Steadiness Sutra fifty times.”

“Oh.” Ling'e instantly felt wronged. Xiong Lingli had already gone to the spiritual beast enclosure to feed the spiritual beasts. She really could not appreciate the change in the place and could not adapt to it. She was afraid that she would disturb them with her thunderous snoring.

It was just like how she would often disturb her parents at night before she left the house.

Li Changshou paid attention to Exalted Wang Qing and his Grandmaster for a while.

Exalted Wang Qing had set up immortal powers around the two of them. Li Changshou would not be able to hear their conversation without alarming Exalted Wang Qing.

At that moment… a few figures were sneakily approaching from the foot of the mountain. They rode the cloud, staying close to the forest.

The leader was the short Daoist, Jiu Wu, who was no taller than five feet.

Behind Jiu Wu, there were Jiu Shi, Jiu Lu, Jiu Qi, and another person who wrapped herself in a blanket and only revealed a small face…

Oh, it was Jiu Jiu.

Li Changshou almost could not recognize her.

The moment Little Grandmaster returned, Jiu Jiu seemed to have met her natural enemy.

If her senior sisters and senior brothers had not insisted on dragging her over, she would definitely not have used her luxurious set of array formations!

The five of them reached the straw hut beside the lake.

Li Changshou had already sent a voice transmission to Jiu Wu and Jiu Jiu, telling them to pretend to admire the painting.

He could go to the Little Oiong Peak to

cultivate the Eight Trigrams technique. As long as he did not disturb the two people who were preparing to start the Yin-Yang Great Dao, that would be fine.

After a short while, the five disciples of Exalted Wang Qing sneaked into the 'Art Exhibition' array formation. Li Changshou closed the array formation and allowed them to observe the situation in the back mountain clearly… Not long after, Jiu Wu lowered his body and quietly approached Li Changshou.

He asked with concern, “Changshou, how is

it?”

“Uncle-Master, what's the matter?”

“My master, who is also your Grandmaster, don't play dumb with me!”

Jiu Wu asked via voice transmission, “Have they reconciled?”

“I don't know either. I'm just an ordinary disciple. I don't dare to ask about the marriage between these seniors.”

Li Changshou smiled calmly and asked, “Uncle-Master, what do you and the other Uncle-Masters and Aunt-Master think of this matter?”

“What else can we do? We are disciples. Can we interfere with Master's matters?”

Jiu Wu smiled and continued to send a voice transmission.

“Of course, this is a joyous occasion. We heard from Eldest Senior Sister many times that Master has a woman he loves deeply. Most of the time, Master would stare at a portrait in a daze. The portrait has lost its colors and become blurry. Yet, Master still refuses to put it away. After Little Jiu entered the sect, Master brought her here a few times. Only then did the few of us know that the woman Master keeps thinking about is this Aunt-Master Jiang.”

Jiu Wu paused and chuckled before asking via voice transmission, “If we really succeed, what kind of congratulatory gift are you going to give me?”

Li Changshou smiled and said, “What I'm good at is nothing but refining pills and brewing wine.”

Jiu Wu immediately winked and said, “My master has a high cultivation level. He has been practicing abstinence for so many years. He doesn't need those things!”

“Oh?” Li Changshou blinked. “From what Uncle-Master said, it seems that he is not abstinent, is he? Aunt-Master Jiu Shi, don't draw your sword!”

“Hey!”

Jiu Wu was shocked. He dashed out and jumped into the lake at lightning speed.

Jiu Wu turned his head and saw Li Changshou standing alone under the willow tree. His Dao companion was hundreds of feet away. She was accompanying her junior brother and junior sister to “appreciate and appraise” the paintings on the surface, but was secretly observing the activity in the back mountain. Jiu Wu glared at Li Changshou, his eyes filled with resentment.

The short Daoist crawled out of the lake dejectedly and shook the water off of his Daoist robe. He stomped his feet and shouted, “You only know how to trick me, your Uncle-Master!”

Li Changshou looked at the sky calmly and transmitted his laughter. “Uncle-Master, are you up to something? Could it be that you're going to look for the vixen trapped outside the sect?”

“To hell with you, don't taint my innocence for nothing!”

Jiu Wu put his hands in his sleeves and scolded angrily, “I have no second thoughts. Heaven and earth can testify my devotion towards your Aunt-Master Jiu Shi! Ahem, let's talk about something serious. Changshou, my Eldest Senior Sister heard that Aunt-Master Jiang has many good friends outside… Do you think that there's anyone among these people… Well, it's not good to say that. As disciples, we're just worried that a few people will suddenly appear and vie with our master. That will definitely affect Master's mental state of cultivation. Master is about to transcend the tribulation. It's best to avoid such a situation.”

Li Changshou said seriously, “I'll ask Grandmaster about this later. Uncle-Master, you don't have to worry.”

Jiu Wu hurriedly said, “Thank you, Disciple-Nephew Changshou.” “This is just a small matter,” Li Changshou said. “Uncle-Master, I have something to ask of you.”

“Oh? Tell me.”

Li Changshou took out a scroll and stuffed it into Jiu Wu's arms. He said softly, “This is a small suggestion for Exalted Wang Qing. In the end, my Grandmaster still cares about her pride. It's better for Exalted Wang Qing to take the initiative.”

Jiu Wu's eyes lit up. Without a trace, he put the scroll back into the storage pouch sewn in his sleeve.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled.

“What are you two mumbling about?”

Jiu Shi called out from behind, “Wu Wu is here. Come and see how this painting looks. I want to use Spirit Stones to exchange for it. I want to bring it back and store it in our room.”

Jiu Wu agreed and immediately scurried back.

Li Changshou said clearly, “The paintings here are all made by me when I was bored. If you like them, you can take them.”

The seventh disciple of Exalted Wang Qing, Jiu Qi, smiled and said from the side, “You call paintings of this level your casual art pieces. Disciple-Nephew, do you have a painting that has reached the phenomenal stage? Take it out and let us have a look at it.”

Li Changshou immediately smiled and shook his head.

Jiu Wu, who was at the side, smiled and said, “Seventh Junior Brother, don't ask too much about that. You can't look at Disciple-Nephew Changshou's masterpiece!”

Jiu Qi immediately became interested and chased after Jiu Wu to question him.

Li Changshou did not say anything.

In fact, the masterpiece that Uncle-Master Jiu Wu knew about was only the 'Aged Beauties' paintings, which were not actually the best pieces he had created.

He now had a better masterpiece!

Without any warning, Li Changshou let out a weak cry…

Is the Sea God here… Sea God… Fellow Daoist… can you hear me…

Huh?

The shouts were intermittent. The “signal” was very weak.

Li Changshou's left hand was hidden in his sleeve. He immediately pinched his fingers and deduced. His spiritual will followed the voice and landed on a certain statue that he was shouting

Li Changshou was stunned when he arrived at the statue.

That was not the actual Sea God Statue.

That place was a fishing village along the sea. It consecrated a clay statue. On it were two words—Sea God…

However, that place could also be considered a place where the merits of incense offerings were converged. The clay state was also related to him.

Such a simple clay statue was not considered one of the 23,600 statues.

However, on second thought, to be able to alarm the Sea God in such a place and even send an exclamation to his heart via voice transmissions…

The person who was shouting was no trifling matter.

Li Changshou used his spiritual will to observe the statue. This Daoist priest, whom Li Changshou found familiar but could not recall where he had seen him, carefully sized him up.

That person was tall and thin. He was dressed in a loose, light-yellow Daoist robe. He had a common hairpin and two palms that looked like fans. His overall temperament gave him a carefree and elegant vibe.

His face was strange. His forehead was wide and long, and his eyes were long. They looked similar to Ao Yi's eyes…

Moreover, that person exuded a faint pressure and had some mysterious Dao runes of going back to basics.

In terms of cultivation level, he was definitely an expert.

The old Daoist priest cupped his hands and shouted, “Sea God, can you hear me? Is the Sea God here?”

A middle-aged female mortal who was carrying a bamboo basket passed by and could not help but remind her, “This old man is really strange. Why are you shouting at the Sea God statue? We only have a little statue that we brought back. If you really want to worship the Sea God, go to the main temple in the city!”

“Thank you for the reminder. Thank you for the reminder.”

The old Daoist priest wiped the sweat off his forehead, turned around, and rode the cloud towards the nearest city.

The middle-aged woman who passed by could not help but be shocked. The bamboo basket on her wrist fell to the ground and its contents were sprawled across the ground…

They were old salted fish.

Chapter end