My Senior Brother is Too Steady Chapter 534 – Saint

Li Changshou had understood one principle in his previous life —

“Life is always so sudden. A sudden encounter is essential.”

Therefore, he had to learn to thank himself. He had to thank fate for messing around with him, and also thank him for everything that he had done to torment fate.

For example, at that moment, Li Changshou was very grateful for the Primordial Stage drama that he had created in the past decade—”Yang Jian Descends the Mountain”.

He had found a common topic with his teacher!

On the 21st day after arriving at the Grand Pure One Temple, Li Changshou almost returned to his main body with all his attention. He wanted to ensure that when his teacher spoke, he would be able to give a correct, timely, reasonable, and satisfactory answer.

It was too troublesome to communicate with the Saint.

Putting everything else aside, Li Changshou seriously suspected that his teacher had already transcended the Primordial World's rules, causing him to be messed up in the “laws of time”.

Three years was considered soon.

Every time he spoke, the interval between each sentence was stable.

Mortals lived for dozens of years. In Teacher's eyes, they were like mayflies in the morning and evening.

This world has existed for a long time. Teacher should have forgotten the time scale.

Li Changshou sighed in his heart and suppressed his various insights.

For some reason, he felt more admiration and respect for his teacher the Grand Pure One.

How peaceful and smooth must his Dao heart be to allow time to pass without him noticing?

Is that the peak of living beings?

“Yang Jian, not bad.”

When he suddenly heard his teacher speak, Li Changshou pondered for a moment, smiled, and lowered his head slightly. He replied warmly, “He has a good character and is determined and stable. He can indeed be considered an outstanding young talent of the Dao Sect.”

The Grand Pure One sent a voice transmission. “Your arrangements are not bad.”

Li Changshou smiled awkwardly. Just as he was about to continue answering, two wisps of Yin and Yang Qi flew out of the Grand Pure One's sleeve and condensed into a faint Taiji Painting. An extremely clear image appeared.

It was true.

What shocked Li Changshou the most was that the Taiji Painting, which was a Connate Cardinal treasure and the three-piece Heaven-Opening Set, was so docile and smooth. The Taiji Painting's dignity was gone.

Li Changshou had imagined that scene many times before. He felt that it was quite familiar.

The handsome young Daoist and the future Heavenly Courts' Divine General, Yang Jian, held a sword and faced more than ten demons in front of him who were wrapped in black aura and were about to attack the village in the distance. A faint golden light surged from his body and his eyes shone.

He suddenly raised his sword, and the blade slashed across his palm. Drops of blood that were suffused with golden light spilled out!

“Come on!”

Yang Jian shouted angrily. The dozen or so demons were stimulated by his mystical body and precious blood and charged at him crazily.

Yang Jian's feet landed on the ground, leaving cracks in the ground. He was like an arrow that had left the bow, like a comet falling!

The sword beam flashed and his body pierced through a bat-like demon. He took the initiative to rush into the demons' encirclement. Then, he tore his robe with one hand and revealed his pale golden and fit Dao Body. He lowered his head and roared. He slashed with his sword!

The sword looked so thin at that moment, like a piece of paper or a wooden sword!

Eight-Nine Arcane Art?

No, this is clearly the Eight-Nine Shredding Mysterious Technique!

He expanded the battlefield law that only fairies could have. The fewer they wore, the higher their defense. He expanded it to the male immortals and made them more confident. They would hold their heads high and be true men!

That was the true essence of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art that Li Changshou had comprehended after many years!

Due to Yang Jian's outstanding performance, Li Changshou could finally take the initiative to find a topic to talk about. He whispered, “Teacher, what do you think of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art?”

“Not bad.”

The Grand Pure One smiled faintly. “Although you are a body cultivator, you protect your essence soul.”

Li Changshou said, “I also cultivate this mystic technique a little. Teacher, take a look.”

As he spoke, Li Changshou rolled up his sleeves. His palm and wrist gradually changed. His originally fair skin gradually turned into a faint golden color. The golden color gradually became brighter and then dimmer. Finally, it turned from a dark golden color to the original yellow color of the human race.

His palm was like a sturdy numinous treasure that could pierce through the sky and crush the ground.

The Grand Pure One nodded slowly and said, “Without the essence blood of the Ancestral Magi, this Xuan is only in the middle.”

“Teacher, you can tell the drawbacks of this mystic technique at a glance. I have comprehended it for decades.”

Li Changshou smiled and said, “The Lady of Earth combined the Magi battle techniques to create this mysterious technique. She originally wanted to create a perfect cultivation technique, but she lacked the word 'extreme' when she focused on all aspects.

If he could not reach the limit, he would not be able to break through the limit. Although the Eight-Nine Arcane Art could be completed in a few hundred years, he could not create an expert like Senior Brother Gongming.

Although the essence blood of the Magi can be replenished, there is too little essence blood.”

“Okay.”

My smile was filled with comfort. After replying, I fell into a long silence.

Is Teacher happy or does he think that I'm talking too much?

Li Changshou pondered in his heart and realized that his teacher's word “good” should be to express his approval and gratification. He had not said much previously.

Communicating with Saints was really the most difficult technique in the Primordial World.

It was unknown if the Grand Pure One had forgotten to put it away or if he had deliberately left it for Li Changshou to see. The Taiji Painting still locked onto Yang Jian's figure and displayed a clear image.

After a fierce battle, he was injured and protected the mortal village. He obtained the gratitude of the mortals and was given a damaged numinous treasure spear that was passed down from his ancestors.

That was naturally a small gift that Li Changshou had arranged.

Yang Jian was still young after all. At that moment, he was rather happy that he had obtained a treasure. He sped around the village for two days and removed all the hidden dangers. Then, he followed the news that he had obtained and headed towards the “ominous ground”.

If Li Changshou did not remember wrongly, there were also warm little dramas like “The Little Girl Who Sell Stars” and “The Old Man Who Waits By The River” on the road.

The basic training could only make the cultivators feel that their lives were in danger. In order to survive, they had to fight and break through their limits.

The advanced training had to be based on the basics. During the intense battles, one had to think about human nature and pay attention to human kindness. Even if the trainees guessed that this was a pre-arranged show, they would be able to feel something.

At that moment, Li Changshou focused his attention and watched the broadcast of the Taiji Painting. He wanted to be a pure “audience” and enjoy the show that he had arranged. Li Changshou gradually felt a subtle sense of joy.

He seemed to be admiring the art that he had painstakingly created.

After 134 days and nights, the Grand Pure One slowly said, “The decline of the dragon race should be treated carefully.”

Li Changshou was stunned. He did not know where his teacher had thought of. However, he quickly pondered and grasped his train of thought.

“Teacher, the corruption of the dragon race has been accumulating for many years. Previously, when the Sea Clan rebelled and the Western Sect schemed against the dragon race, many dragons have been awakened. Overall, the effect is limited.

Teacher, are you worried that with the rise of the Heavenly Courts, many dragons will sink into the beautiful dreams of the ancient times and even treat the rise of the Heavenly Courts as their own merit and disrupt the order of the world?”

The Grand Pure One… smiled again.

“Yes.”

Li Changshou pondered for a while again and said, “Teacher, don't worry. I will try my best to arrange some conflicts during this Great Tribulation to beat the dragon race and make them recognize their position.”

The Grand Pure One nodded slowly. He smiled and closed his eyes before entering…

The next conversation cycle.

'What will Teacher ask later?'

Li Changshou could not help but feel puzzled. He sat at the side and began to make wild predictions.

However, after another half a month, Li Changshou realized the fundamental difference between his life and his teacher's…

This time, the Saint did not take the initiative to speak. Instead, the Grand Pure One slowly raised his hand and pointed at the Taiji Painting. The image on the Taiji Painting began to jump and change. Moreover, it was beating faster and faster!

Li Changshou's eyes were originally swaying from side to side with the images. In just two breaths, the frequency of his pupils trembling could no longer keep up with the speed at which the images changed!

The scene presented by the Taiji Painting became a blurry shadow.

A huge amount of information rushed over. Li Changshou's eyes hurt. His Dao heart was filled with images. His mind buzzed and he almost lost consciousness!

Fortunately, the Grand Pure One discovered in time that Li Changshou was still a “small fry”. He raised his hand and pressed it on Li Changshou's back.

Li Changshou took a deep breath and sat there with a pale face. He tried his best to digest the information he had just received.

The Grand Pure One had just monitored the entire Three Realms and seemed to be searching for a hint of disturbance.

In these images, there were various cities in the mortal world. There were kingdoms of Heaven Immortals in the lower three heavens of the Nine Heavens Imperial Court. There were also places where countless souls reincarnated in the Netherworld.

Li Changshou saw…

Ling'e, who was dressed in a floral short skirt, was holding a fishing rod by the lake. She sat on a small horse and held her chin while staring at the lake.

For some reason, she tied her long hair into two buns and wrapped it with the same cloth as her short skirt.

He should be trying out different styles of dressing.

He also saw…

On the Three-Immortal Island, he was standing by the window with his eyes closed. There were wisps of mysterious Dao runes surrounding him.

She seemed to have realized something, but her comprehension was not deep. The window was facing the direction of the Immortal Du Sect.

She should not be overthinking.

It could be seen that the mortal world was like a dream.

The Immortal Kingdom was endless. It was really difficult to find longevity in Qi Refinement.

In a short period of time, the Grand Pure One had seen countless mortal worlds and searched for the source of the “disturbance”.

The information that Li Changshou had just received was only displayed through the Taiji Painting.

When he closed his eyes and focused on digesting the information, he could sense that light was constantly flickering outside his eyelids. The Saint was still searching the Three Realms.

At that moment, the heavenly secrets were blinded. Teacher could do that without using the power of the Heavenly Dao?

Li Changshou was only left with shock…

It could only be said that he was indeed the strongest Saint.

Li Changshou did not dare to let his teacher wait for long. He focused all his attention on accepting the information. It was like scooping sand out of the water. He forgot the useless information and allowed the images that he cared about to be stored in his memories.

When Li Changshou's Dao heart stabilized, he felt weak from the inside out.

The impact of the information on his mind just now would have caused 90% of the experts from the Dao Sect other than the Eldest Senior Brother of the three sects to faint. Li Changshou could grit his teeth and endure it because he had been consciously training himself.

He did so in order to create more Earth Spirit Explosion Arrays.

When Li Changshou opened his eyes, the Grand Pure One's sigh sounded from the side. There were actually… some emotions.

He felt a little disappointed.

What's going on?

Li Changshou looked up and saw that his teacher's eyes were closed. There was a faint trace of helplessness on his haggard face. The strongest Saint, who should have been calm and composed, was now…

“Teacher,” Li Changshou asked softly, “Can I share your worries?”

The Grand Pure One shook his head slightly. He opened his eyes and looked at Li Changshou's face. He pointed at the Taiji Painting again.

The Yin-Yang Twin Fish slowly rotated, but the image on it was a little blurry. However, Li Changshou recognized it at a glance and felt two obscure Dao runes that looked familiar.

Kunlun Mountain, the small courtyard of the three friends behind the Jade Void Palace!

The Saint of the Dao Sect, the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning, and the Saint of the Western Sect, the Daoist guide!

This!

Li Changshou was 60% shocked. The rest of his heart was cold. Then, he understood why his teacher was so helpless.

The only ones that could make Teacher worry were the two Saints.

“Teacher,” Li Changshou said, “Perhaps the Great Sage of the Western Sect is just trying to convince…”

Li Changshou did not believe his own words.

If the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning did not intend to join forces with the Western Sect, it would be difficult for him to enter the Three Friends Courts.

The Grand Pure One sighed again. The image in the Taiji Painting dissipated.

“Changshou.”

“I'm here!”

Li Changshou hurriedly agreed.

“In the Purple Cloud Palace, you stand in the Heavenly Courts.”

“Yes.” Li Changshou lowered his head and agreed. He understood his teacher's decision.

Between Jie School and Chan School, Ren School decided not to help either.

The scene in the small courtyard of the Three Pure Ones made Li Changshou feel the difficulties and obstacles of the previous Great Tribulation. He experienced the uncontrollable nature of the Saints' game.

That scene was enough to make the Grand Pure One sad and anger the Grandmaster of Heaven.

If the Dao Sect fought among themselves, it would be their own matter…

Li Changshou still did not want to believe it. He thought to himself, 'Is Saint Jie Yin deliberately trying to split the Three Saints of the Dao Sect?'

However, Li Changshou noticed two details.

Firstly, he could sense the Dao runes of the two Saints through the Taiji Painting. That was because the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning and Saint Jie Yin had taken action to conceal the heavenly secrets and isolate the detection…

Secondly, the Saint and the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning were sitting.

“Don't worry.”

The Grand Pure One said warmly.

Li Changshou endured the fatigue in his Dao heart and asked, “Teacher, can you take a look at where the two Saints of the Western Sect are?”

“Okay.”

The Grand Pure One pointed again. This time, the Taiji Painting did not take much effort. A clear image appeared.

It should be in a corner of the spiritual mountain. Saint Zhun Ti was sitting in front of a golden cauldron. His hands maintained the lotus flower seal, and his eyes were fixed on the flames dancing in the golden cauldron.

“Psht.”

A wisp of aura appeared at the corner of the Grand Pure One's mouth.

Is it disdain?

Are you expressing your disdain?

That's right. In the field of alchemy, Teacher's incarnation, the Grand Supreme Elder, is already at the peak. He can indeed mock Saint Zhun Ti.

Let's get down to business.

Zhun Ti and Jie Yin were not together. It proved that the scene in the Three Pure Ones' courtyard was not a self-directed act by the Western Sect.

Although the possibility was low, he could not rule out such a situation previously.

“Teacher, can you take a look at where Third Uncle-Master is?”

“Okay.”

The Grand Pure One's fingers slid gently. The Yin-Yang Twin Fish on the Taiji Painting rotated for a while before a barely clear image appeared. The image was filled with clouds.

Whoosh, whoosh…

The sound of water could be heard. He slowly zoomed in and saw the Grandmaster of Heaven sitting in the familiar hot spring pool. Daoist Duobao sat behind the Grandmaster of Heaven, and Zhao Gongming sat behind him…

They each held a snow-white towel and rubbed the back of the Saint and senior brother in front of them. At the same time, they chatted about some men.

“Gongming, when do you plan to marry Jinling? I will help you arrange it properly. Then, I will ask Changgeng to help you organize the wedding. I will bring Second Senior Brother's disciples over to take a look. Tell him to only accept male disciples. When the time comes, all of you will be dumbfounded, right?”

“Master, don't be anxious. Jinling doesn't want me to tell anyone. She's shy…”

“Master,” Daoist Duobao also said, “I think we can settle this matter after the Great Tribulation ends. It's just nice to celebrate.”

“Ah, I wonder how many little fellows will not be able to survive this great calamity.” The Grandmaster of Heaven sighed. “Bribe Changgeng more and ask him to help arrange for more remnant souls to go to the Heavenly Courts.

When I go to the Purple Cloud Palace this time, I will help you fight for it. At most, I will fight with Teacher. Anyway, I have the lowest seniority…”

The Grandmaster of Heaven's voice gradually faded with the sound of water. The image on the Taiji Painting dissipated again.

Third Uncle-Master is obviously going to be scammed by Second Uncle-Master. They have already begun to contact external help. They are still discussing how thick-skinned the Goddess of Golden Spirit is.

This!

Feeling sleepy, Li Changshou could not help but yawn. He hurriedly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

“Don't sleep for too long. Rest up.”

The Grand Pure One said warmly. Li Changshou could not hold on any longer. He looked ashamed and lowered his head to thank him. However, before he could raise his head, his attention was gradually retracted.

The indescribable sense of security beside his teacher made Li Changshou's mind, which had been concentrating for hundreds of years, completely relax.

At that moment, the Cosmic Ruler flew out on its own and turned into a hard pillow that landed behind Li Changshou.

The Mysterious Yellow Pagoda emitted wisps of Mysterious Yellow aura and covered Li Changshou like a thin blanket, pushing him to lie down slowly.

The meditation cushion under Li Changshou opened up and turned into a long and narrow “mattress”, allowing Li Changshou to lie down comfortably.

The Grand Pure One pointed out a wisp of Dao runes and wrapped it around Li Changshou's cheek, helping him enter a deep sleep. Then, he continued to stare at the Taiji Painting.

Li Changshou had a dream.

He dreamed that Saint Jie Yin and the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning parted on bad terms. He dreamed that the Pill Furnace of the Saint Zhun Ti exploded and a burnt Golden Cicada jumped out.

He dreamed that when the Grandmaster of Heaven was massaging Daoist Duobao's back, he reminded him to avoid losing weight.

The scene in the dream changed to a white world. The Goddess of Mercy, who was lying beside the pool with a human body and a snake tail, was drinking immortal wine with her head raised. She looked at the comic book in front of her with tears streaming down her face. She even gritted her teeth and cursed, “This bastard Li Changgeng actually dared to make such a cute girl disappear! Do you believe that I will give you a sword!?!”

Li Changshou shivered in his sleep.

In his dream, he dreamed that the Saint of the Primordial World had sent a saber fragment. It was a real nightmare.

Chapter end