My Senior Brother is Too Steady-Chapter 689: Grandmaster, I Really Didnt Intentionally Scheme This Time

Chapter 689: Grandmaster, I Really Didn’t Intentionally Scheme This Time

I’m Child Bi Yun. I’m panicking now.

On Skull Mountain, in the Cave Abode on the mountainside that was full of fragrant grass, a little boy dressed in colorful clothes walked out with a flower basket. He lowered his head and looked a little dejected.

Ah, Master asked me to go down the mountain to pick flowers again.

He did not know if he would encounter the ferocious Uncle-Master Ma Yuan in the Cave Abode next door again. He heard that this Uncle-Master had even eaten Golden Immortals before. He loved eating human hearts.

Children like them were mostly transformed from mountain rock sprites. They were mainly responsible for serving the owner of the Cave Abode. When the owner of the Cave Abode went out, he had to watch the door and guard the courtyard.

If he existed for a long time and his spirituality was abundant, he could also step into a high realm and become an official disciple.

For example, the Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Courts, the most outstanding existence in the Child World.

Of course, the Jade Emperor was once the child of the Dao Ancestor. Moreover, his background was very terrifying. He was considered a Connate mighty figure.

A boy like him…

There were few blessings and many chores. There was a lot of pressure on his cultivation. He did not have any holidays at all. His master was in the cave and he had to serve tea and water. When his master went out, he had to hurry up and cultivate. He could not slack off at all.

How tragic.

Roar!

A low roar sounded from the deep mountains. Child Bi Yun’s body trembled a few times. He carried the flower basket and flew towards the valley below the mountain. His figure was very fast and disappeared in a flash.

Uncle-Master Ma Yuan was really shocked.

Pu! Pu! Pu!

There was a sound of flapping wings in front of him. A spiritual bird landed on the path that Child Bi Yun had to pass by. Its eyes flickered with a strange light.

At the same time, on the city wall at Chentang Pass, where the Cosmic Bow and the Heaven Shaking Arrow were held, a spiritual bird that looked similar landed on the eaves of the city tower. Its eyes were focused on Nezha, who was jumping over.

The two spiritual birds were naturally transformed from Li Changshou’s paper effigy.

To be precise, they were two paper birds. They were mainly used to monitor, deliver letters, watch scenes that took place at night, and search for enemies.

What they saw was projected into the special bronze mirror on the Little Qiong Peak in the backyard of the Grand White Palace.

Li Changshou could only observe that matter remotely.

The Dao Ancestor suddenly summoned him in his dream. In fact, he was already telling him that the first battle of Chan Jie was about to begin. He asked him to watch from the side and not attack casually.

Li Changshou naturally followed his usual style. He only said that he would leave the Primordial World, but he would not leave the Primordial World too far. It was also a form of deterrence to the Heavenly Dao.

After talking to the Dao Ancestor “openly”, their positions were very clear.

Putting aside whether his position was real or fake, objectively speaking, the Dao Ancestor did represent the world. He wanted to suppress the vitality of living beings and prevent the destruction of the ancient Primordial World from happening again.

Li Changshou represented the living beings and retained the fire seed that resisted the world. However, because he was a “weak group”, he could not take the initiative to flip the table.

In the dream, they discussed the Dao. Both parties exchanged their opinions and took half a step back, so that both parties would not immediately fall into an absolute confrontation.

The Dao Ancestor wanted to protect the original God-Conferment script and use the Zhou Dynasty to replace Shang Dynasty, destroy Jie School, support the Western Sect, and make the Heavenly Courts prosper.

Li Changshou wanted to protect the relatives and friends of Jie School and try his best to let those without negative karma enter the rankings. He wanted to preserve the essence energy of the Dao Sect, protect the will of living beings, and prosper the Heavenly Courts.

In the Dao discussion this time, the new tacit understanding between them was that Li Changshou would not interfere with the Dao Ancestor’s indirect promotion of the script. The Dao Ancestor allowed Li Changshou to make slight adjustments to the script and retain the strength of the experts on the living beings’ side.

This involved the concepts of “the destiny of living beings”, “balance of all living beings”, “Yin-Yang theory”, “the unity of Heaven and Man”, and so on. It was also considered the big and small silver of the Primordial World… Ahem.

The two generations of scheming people of the Primordial World collided head-on.

“Tsk.” Li Changshou placed his hands behind his head and yawned on the reclining chair.

At the side, Ling’e, Youqin Xuanya, Xiong Lingli, and the Chaos Bell Spirit, who were sitting around a short table, were each holding tea that was emitting white fog. They were eating the snacks that Ling’e had made a long time ago and discussing their card techniques and the interesting things that Youqin Xuanya had heard about the Heavenly Courts.

If this scene was a painting, Li Changshou could either label it as “pressure of life” or “leisurely afternoon tea”.

Ling’e and Youqin Xuanya would look at Li Changshou from time to time.

Li Changshou suddenly called them over, but he did not say what he wanted to do. They could not help but care.

The bronze mirror revealed that Child Bi Yun had already arrived in the valley. He held a tree branch and gently swept the flowers and grass in front of him. He could not help but raise his hand and yawn.

Little Nezha bounced on the city wall and lay on the eaves. He crossed his legs and yawned, as if he wanted to take a nap.

Ling’e could not help but ask, “Senior Brother, what’s the matter?”

“Ah, it’s fine,” Li Changshou replied casually. “I’m a little unhappy, so I called you over to be witnesses. That way, I’ll be happier.”

The Chaos Bell Spirit scoffed. “What else are you unhappy about? Taibai Jinxing is suppressing the dragons with one hand. Even if we don’t go out, we will hear many living beings discussing.”

Li Changshou shook his head and sighed softly. He frowned and focused. He said softly, “I just had a fight with Grandmaster. I was warned by Grandmaster not to ruin his plan. I’m depressed.”

Zhong Ling was stunned.

“I didn’t hear anything. I didn’t hear anything.” Big Sister Zhong Ling rolled her eyes. “Why is Ren School so strange…”

“Yes?”

A wisp of the Dao runes of the Taiji Painting surrounded him. Zhong Ling immediately changed her words.

“He’s a powerful big shot.”

“Hmph.” The spiritual perception of the Taiji Painting dissipated around Li Changshou. Clearly, it was protecting him.

Zhong Ling heaved a sigh of relief and patted her chest gently. Her face was filled with fear.

Ling’e whispered, “No matter what, Grandmaster, you have to be reasonable. Senior Brother has done so much for the Heavenly Courts. You can’t just scold them.”

Zhong Ling glared at Ling’e. ‘How dare she say that?’

Youqin Xuanya frowned and asked, “Senior Brother, is the Grandmaster… the Dao Ancestor?”

“Don’t talk about that.” Li Changshou waved his hand. “Otherwise, Grandmaster will be unhappy when he hears it. Respecting one’s master is the brilliant character that the juniors of the Primordial World should have.

Come and take a look. A good show is about to begin.”

As soon as Li Changshou finished speaking, Nezha’s voice suddenly sounded from the bronze mirror in front of him.

“General, can’t anyone pull the bow above our heads?”

“Many Qi Refinement cultivators have tried. The bowstring doesn’t move.” At the city gate, the general on duty discussed such a small matter with the soldiers.

The general lowered his voice and said, “It’s said that our commander can’t pull this thing off. Otherwise, when the dragon race invaded last time, we would have used this bow to shoot them.”

The voice entered Nezha’s ears and immediately made the bored little hero sit up.

With a flip, Nezha jumped into the city tower. He looked at the longbow and three arrows that were consecrated with three fragrant herbs and frowned.

It was purely what he felt…

The bow and arrow did not seem too powerful.

The longbow was wrapped in white cloth from top to bottom. There was no treasure glow at all. The three arrows contained a kind of sharpness and murderous aura, but he felt that they were not complete.

He extended his hand and the longbow immediately landed in Nezha’s hand. Nezha sized up the longbow that was much taller than him and waved it in his hand.

“It’s so light. How strong can it be? Stop bragging.”

Nezha tilted his head and jumped out of the city tower with his longbow. He jumped down from the city wall, scaring the generals guarding the gate and the citizens who were carrying various construction materials.

“Third Young Master, why did you jump down directly!?! It’s such high ground!”

“Did you fall? Don’t fall.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine… Is that it?”

Nezha waved his longbow and asked, “You said that no one can pull it open. Is that it?”

The general hurriedly nodded and agreed.

“Watch.”

Nezha snorted softly. He pressed the bow with his right hand and hooked his fingers on the bowstring. He gently exerted strength… increased his strength… and his veins bulged…

Buzz ~

The bow trembled slightly, and streams of light appeared on it, condensing into a half-foot-long lock.

It was a product of the Grand White Palace. It was a child lock that was meticulously crafted by Bai Ze!

Nezha tilted his head and his eyes were filled with light. He immediately perked up.

“It’s fun! It’s fun! It can even glow!”

When the surrounding mortal soldiers saw that, most of their faces were covered in cold sweat.

The general hurriedly walked forward and said to Nezha, “Third Young Master, the commander of this item has instructed us not to touch it. You woke up the divine weapon. There might be a calamity.”

“Alright.” Nezha was a little disappointed. He threw the shimmering longbow back into the general’s hand. “It’s really boring.”

The general hurriedly lowered his head and smiled apologetically. Just as his large hand grabbed the longbow, the long lock condensed from immortal light exploded.

Li Changshou was rendered speechless.

That was really an unimaginable way to break the restrictions.

Nezha widened his eyes and felt that he was being targeted and mocked by the longbow.

The general’s body trembled. His eyes turned red and he almost cried tears of joy.

What kind of phenomenon is this? What kind of opportunity is this?!

The divine weapon has chosen its master!

This must be the legendary process of a divine weapon choosing its master!

Could it be that I have to embark on a path of counterattack, become an official, fight to become a marquis, marry a powerful woman, and walk to the peak of my life!?!

“Take my sword!”

The general guarding the city gate shouted and threw the sword in his hand to the armored soldier behind him. His arms bulged, and he took a step forward with a bow and a posture of pulling the bow. He looked at the sky.

“Open!”

The bowstring trembled slightly, but the general’s face was already flushed red. His entire body was trembling. A turbid aura was lost from the back door, and there was a sound.

With a series of clanging sounds, the commoners who were traveling fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth.

After a while, the General guarding the door knelt on the ground weakly. An Erhu sound came from somewhere, causing his eyes to gradually lose their light. He slowly lay on the ground and waved the ground weakly.

Why do the heavens and earth treat me so cruelly!?!

Since it is a treasure that I have no fate with, why give me that hint!?!

Could it be that I am ultimately just a mediocre mid-level general of Chentang Pass? I can only earn a meager salary and earn little fame. When I save enough money, I will go home and be a mediocre landlord. I will buy a few beautiful maids and live an ordinary life…

No!

“Here, I’ll try again.”

Nezha poked his nostrils with his fingers and extended his hand. The Cosmic Bow immediately landed in his hand.

This time, he took a deep breath and looked up at the sky with a serious expression.

He took a deep breath and circulated his energy. His immortal power surged and spiritual energy gathered.

The bowstring was pulled!

Nezha smiled in his heart. At that moment, he had already thought of how to encourage the defeated uncle.

He first pulled the bowstring to display his divine power. Then, he smiled gently at the uncle and said, “Don’t be discouraged. I’m the reincarnation of an immortal. As long as you practice diligently, you will definitely be able to squat 100 times, bend 100 times, and run 50 kilometers back and forth.”

“Eh?”

Nezha suddenly felt that the longbow was absorbing his spiritual energy. The bowstring had been pulled open by half.

Wisps of red light gathered in his hands. An arrow in the city tower slowly dissipated and quickly condensed in front of Nezha, perfectly embedded into the longbow.

The Cosmic Bow was drawn!

The Heaven Shaking Arrow came!

Nezha felt that he still had strength left. He tried his best to spread his small arms and pulled away most of the longbow!

That arrow!

Nezha suddenly felt a sense of heroism. He wanted to shoot the arrow through the sky like the legendary Dayi Shooting Sun!

I can still continue! I still have more energy!

“Hey!”

Let me see your true potential!

Crack, crack!

Nezha was caught off guard. He suddenly lost his grip on the bowstring and leaned back!

When he focused his gaze, the bow of the longbow was broken in the middle. A few fingernail-sized pieces flew out. Little Nezha sat on the ground.

“Ah!”

Gulp…

Nezha’s Adam’s apple trembled a few times. He could already imagine his father’s anger.

The gate of Chentang Pass was instantly silent. The general guarding the gate looked at the broken longbow in front of him in a daze. He could not help but feel sad. He felt that the simple and beautiful wish he had just now was difficult to achieve.

On the Little Qiong Peak, Li Changshou frowned and looked at that scene. He wanted to laugh but was worried.

Could it be that the Dao Ancestor thought that I am deliberately causing trouble?

This was a pure misunderstanding. The responsibility was that Mr. Bai Ze’s skills were not good enough. It had nothing to do with him.

On the other side of the copper mirror, Child Bi Yun had already picked a basket of wild flowers and jumped back to his Cave Abode.

Although the boy did not know what he had experienced, he felt happy for some reason.

“What does Little Nezha want to do now?”

Ling’e asked softly. The few of them continued to stare at the copper mirror.

Nezha patted his buttocks and stood up. He tied the broken longbow with a cloth ribbon wrapped around it. He flicked the bowstring guiltily and said to the general, “If my father asks, tell him that I broke it. Don’t worry.”

The general was instantly grateful and almost cried.

“Well,” Nezha muttered softly, “If my father doesn’t ask, don’t take the initiative to say. This thing is just a decoration. It’s old and useless.”

“Yes, yes. I understand. Don’t worry, Third Young Master.”

Nezha nodded calmly. He carried his bow and arrow and jumped onto the city tower. He returned the bow to its original position and looked around guiltily.

He slipped away.

On the Little Qiong Peak, the fairies chuckled. Li Changshou was secretly puzzled. He did not know how the Heavenly Dao script should be played.

Is it possible that…

Hence, a few hours later, in the dead of the night…

A black shadow quietly entered the city tower and took the longbow away. Before dawn, he sent the assembled longbow back.

Li Changshou hid in the dark and looked at the black shadow. He was caught between laughter and tears.

Maitreya took on all kinds of jobs. He was the Eldest Senior Brother of the Western Sect, but he had become a repairman.

In the morning.

In the Li Residence, Li Jing heard the rumors and brought Nezha to the city tower. He saw a flawless longbow.

At the same time, the three arrows were of average length.

Li Jing sighed in his heart and shook his head slightly. He sighed at the longbow.

“Thank you, Lord Taibai Jinxing.”

In the corner, a slightly plump Daoist smashed the wall and turned to escape, leaving behind a cold snort.

I will remember this bastard Li Changgeng!