Dead.

The owl that Li Ping'an turned into squatted in the treetops, staring at the courtyard of Yang Tianyou's house.

The sigil of a red hydrangea shone on his altar, the power of the saint he had just borrowed, so that he could view the incarnation of Zhun Ti and conceal his whereabouts.

Although Zhun Ti is the last of the six saints, he is still a saint.

Li Ping waited quietly for most of the night.

He calculated that Zhun Ti would not give up, but he couldn't figure out when Zhun Ti would appear again.

In addition to squatting at Yang Tianyou, Li Ping'an also left a wisp of Yuan Shen in the Heavenly Court Marriage Palace, turning into his phantom, and letting Yue Lao wait with him.

When he went to ask for the red hydrangea sigil, he also asked the Virgin to take care of Yao Ji, who was still asleep.

Everything here has been arranged.

'Do your best, after all, it's a fight against a saint.' ’

Li Ping'an thought so, and continued to stare everywhere alertly.

He was ready to stay for ten days and half a month.

However, when the day was about to dawn, the incarnation of Zhun Ti, the old way, reappeared in the place where it had disappeared before, standing on the ground of Yangjiatian.

He thought about it, as if he was strolling in his own yard, strolling towards Yang Tianyou's small farmhouse courtyard.

'Coming so fast?' ’

Li Ping'an raised his eyebrows slightly.

This old way is hiding outside the painting at the moment, and he doesn't need to grasp any tone, so his expression is gloomy, his expression is condensed, and the corners of his mouth are always with a seemingly nonexistent smile.

He walked outside Yang Tianyou's house, folded his hands, as if thinking about something.

Obviously, he also has many restrictions on interfering with the operation of the Heavenly Dao, such as when he goes to grab the red rope of marriage, he needs to be close to this person.

Then, Lao Dao subconsciously glanced at the sky, and a sneer crossed the corner of his mouth.

This red line, he has decided!

Taiqing can't save that Heavenly Court princess when he comes!

Lao Dao cast the spell again, and grabbed two red ropes out of thin air, and the left side was still a gray rope.

He thought about it a little, stared at the gray rope carefully for a while, and didn't seem to understand what the state of marriage red rope meant.

Li Ping'an almost burst out loud when he saw this scene.

Soon, Lao Dao pinched his fingers and calculated, and then his face suddenly appeared, the corners of his mouth showed a sneer, and his fingers pinched on the gray line and swiped lightly.

The gray line suddenly had a little greener.

Lao Dao's face suddenly became a little ugly, he frowned and thought for a long time, and then took a branch out of thin air and lightly dotted it on the gray line.

In Nuwa's palace, Yao Ji snorted and suddenly raised her head unconscious.

Nuwa, who had been waiting for a long time, appeared behind Yaoji, and pointed a finger on the top of Yaoji's head, and Yaoji's pale face instantly returned to normal.

In the small courtyard of the Yang family.

The old man looked at the red rope of marriage that changed from light red to green, from light green to gray, and fell into hesitation again.

When Li Ping'an saw this scene, he knew that Nuwa had already made a move.

He thought about it a little, but he was not in a hurry to do it.

Lao Dao cast the spell three times in a row, and the red rope of marriage changed color back and forth, and the old Dao's brows became deeper and deeper, and then he simply glued the gray rope directly with the red rope.

He should have learned the previous lesson, and understood the rules of the operation of the marriage avenue, after deducting the red rope this time, a faint golden light appeared between the red rope and the gray rope.

The golden light turned into a golden thread, like a needle and thread, tying the two strings together.

Even if the owl made by Li Ping'an changed was covered up with the help of the red hydrangea, he still didn't dare to move rashly at this moment, tilted his head to look at the movements of the old way, and the wisp of Yuan Shen, who had been waiting in the heavenly court for a long time, immediately looked at Yue Lao.

Yue Lao held the treasure scissors in his hand, and walked forward one by one, pinching the gray line along the clay sculpture of Yao Ji!

Click!

A golden light bloomed from the marriage hall, and then dissipated into nothingness.

Li Ping'an also thought that Zhun Ti should have found out.

But he soon saw that the old man in the small courtyard of the Yang family, looking at the two red lines of marriage that had fallen down, the whole person was a little not good.

"Poor Dao has a misunderstanding of Heavenly Dao?"

"The red line of marriage is the foundation of the reproduction of living beings, and it is also the key to the control of living beings by the Heavenly Dao, and its importance is second only to the matter of the underworld and reincarnation, could it be that the Heavenly Dao does not allow the saints to interfere?"

"It doesn't make sense, I can figure it out."

Lao Dao put his hands behind his back and frowned.

Li Ping'an was relieved when he saw this scene.

The Zhun Ti Sage's understanding of the Heavenly Dao is indeed not very strong.

His first move was to let Zhun Ti 'retreat in the face of difficulties', if Zhun Ti was still unwilling to give up tossing Yao Ji, then Li Ping'an would take the initiative to show up, and he would be the opposite.

The big deal is a real knife and gun fight.

It's not a shame to lose the fight, after all, Zhun Ti is a Heavenly Dao saint.

Zhun Ti stood there for a moment longer.

The conversation between the Yang family and the couple came from inside the house:

"God bless you, what's wrong?"

"It's a little hot, maybe it's sick, don't get in the way, you rest first, I'll go drink a few sips of cold water."

"Well, call me if you have something."

Yang Tianyou, a mortal, has also appeared abnormal.

Li Ping'an raised his eyebrows slightly, if Zhun Ti wanted to continue to do it, he couldn't help it.

As the Emperor of Heaven, how could he witness innocent mortals being murdered for no reason and be indifferent?

What's more, the perpetrator is still the second leader of the Western Sect, the source of more than half of the calamities in heaven and earth from ancient times to the present.

The old way pinched the red line again.

Li Ping'an's changed owl was about to speak.

"That's it," Lao Dao shook his head, "after all, you can't leave a trace, lest a few of them catch the handle." ”

He turned around and was about to leave, and after taking two steps to exert his magical powers, his figure suddenly stopped, and he turned to look into the room.

Lao Dao suddenly raised his hand to Yang Tianyou, and a red rope intertwined with each other appeared in his palm.

This is the red rope of Yang Tianyou and his wife's marriage.

Lao Dao thought for a while, grabbed the gray rope out of thin air, and wanted to use the secret method he had realized before to go around the red rope.

Li Ping'an's heart that he had just put down finally died.

Boy!

Zhun Ti is going to make a triangular red rope out?

He, a Heavenly Dao saint, is really not afraid of breaking the rules set by Heavenly Dao and suffering from Heavenly Dao?

Yang Tianyou's wife was pregnant, Li Ping'an didn't dare to hold it up, and immediately spoke out at this moment:

"It turned out to be Ling."

Lao Dao's body tensed slightly, and then returned to normal, a slight sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he turned to look behind him silently.

He still holds the two marriage ropes in his hands.

He seemed to think that Li Ping'an couldn't see where he was.

The owl exploded with a pop and turned into Li Ping'an's figure, dressed in black and reflecting light golden starlight in the night.

Li Ping'an looked directly into the old Dao's eyes.

"Senior brother, although you are a saint at the bottom, you are also an example of living beings, a model of heaven and earth, and now you are doing such a reluctance here, which is really ridiculous."

Lao Dao said indifferently: "The poor Dao is just a wandering immortal, Your Majesty seems to have mistaken his face." ”

"Really? Can Yunyouxian pull the red rope of marriage? ”

Li Ping'an walked forward slowly, walked to the door of the small courtyard, and pointed out two golden rays of light to protect the couple in the house, making them fall asleep on the bed.

He said, "What do you want to do, junior brother?" I had noticed the strangeness of the Heavenly Dao before, it seemed that someone was messing with the Heavenly Dao, but I never thought that it was the junior brother who directly shot for the marriage of a mortal, which was really eye-catching, whose marriage rope was the junior brother holding in his other hand? ”

Lao Dao still didn't let go, and said with a smile: "His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven has good eyesight, and His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven has also seen such a skill in cultivating the poor Dao. ”

"Senior Brother Zhun Ti, you are still pretending!"

Li Ping'an suddenly raised his hand and scolded angrily:

"You really don't want the skin of a saint at all!"

Lao Dao's face was gloomy, but the corners of his mouth outlined a sneer: "Your Majesty seems to care about this princess of Heavenly Court very much. ”

Li Ping'an chuckled: "I advise you to stop now." ”

"That poor Dao mixed this gray rope into this red rope, what does Your Majesty think will be so wonderful?"

Lao Dao said leisurely:

"Poor Dao travels around the world, I have never seen the red rope of marriage is such a color, I am really curious."

The corners of Li Ping'an's mouth twitched slightly.

Before the establishment of Heavenly Court, where was there a marriage red rope.

This guy shouldn't think that he appeared directly because he was nervous about the three red ropes, right? What about three red ropes entangled? Yue Lao was sharpening knives with scissors.

However, this is a good reason......

"Senior brother, you put down this rope," Li Ping'an said indifferently, "You are calculating my righteous sister like this, just to make a fool of the heavenly court and shake my prestige in the heavenly court, why should you implicate other innocent people in it." ”

Lao Dao said: "It's all said, Poor Dao is not your junior brother." ”

The red rope he was holding in both hands slowly approached.

Li Ping'an's expression kept changing, there was already an extra Heavenly Emperor Seal in his palm, and there was a jewel floating on his shoulder.

Li Ping'an raised his hand and scolded angrily: "You dare to mention it!" ”

"How dare you not dare to do it? Hahaha. ”

Lao Dao laughed loudly, and his eyes were mostly sarcastic:

"Why didn't His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven dare to intervene to stop the poor road? Is it because there are so many mortals here, for fear of hurting the innocent?

"Since ancient times, I have seen too many vain people, but Your Majesty is the best here."

"A saint who threatens the Heavenly Emperor with the lives of mortals here?"

Li Ping'an scolded:

"You're really shameless!"

"How many times do you have to say Poor Dao, Poor Dao is just passing by here, not a Western monk."

The red thread in Lao Dao's hand was about to be put on, but he deliberately slowed down, admiring Li Ping'an's expression, and said leisurely:

"Why didn't His Majesty the Emperor speak?

"Since Your Majesty acquiesces, Poor Dao will put this thing together."

"You!"

Li Ping'an subconsciously wanted to move forward, but there was a faint Dao rhyme around the old Dao's body, and the red rope of Yang Tianyou and his wife and the gray rope of Yao Ji were wrapped together.

This time, it did.

I don't know if there is a reason why Mrs. Yang Tianyou's red rope is there, the moment the gray rope is entangled, it turns green, and the three marriage red lines are entangled with each other.

In the next moment, a tiny pitch-black divine thunder fell from the sky!

The old way did not dodge or dodge, and let the divine thunder of heaven strike, and his body did not move.

This is the saint.

Even if this is just an incarnation of him, he doesn't have much strength, but it is also the level of a saint, the avenue of a saint, and there is nothing to be done about it.

"This matter has been done, and the poor road should be gone."

The old man said slowly:

"If His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven doesn't make a move to leave the poor road, then don't go from now on."

Li Ping'an sneered: "Where am I the opponent of the dignified Zhun Ti Saint?" ”

Lao Dao shook his head: "Poor Dao has said several times, Poor Dao is not the saint master, since it is like this, then goodbye." ”

In the next moment, the old Dao's figure quietly exploded, turned into a wisp of clear air, and disappeared without a trace.

Li Ping'an flicked his sleeves and snorted heavily.

Acting is a full set.

His figure turned into a rainbow light and shone in the direction of the Virgin Palace, and the Yang family did not wake up in their deep sleep.

In the marriage hall.

Yue Lao took the scissors, carefully cut the green marriage line, breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his hand to wipe the hot sweat on his forehead.

Although this was just a trivial matter for him, His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor was watching from the sidelines throughout the whole process, which also made him feel a lot of pressure.

Yue Lao whispered: "Your Majesty, it has been done." ”

"Well, you continue to guard," Li Ping'an admonished, "don't tell others that I left a wisp of Yuan Shen with you." ”

"The little god obeys!"

Li Ping'an's phantom disappeared in an instant, and a jewel fell in the middle of the chair by itself.

Yue Lao breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to the orb, turned around and went to the side to meditate, and put the three clay statues in front of him.

Meanwhile.

In the Palace of Our Lady, Li Ping'an had already crossed a long time and appeared in front of Yao Ji.

Yao Ji was still asleep on the bed, looking ruddy, but nothing unusual.

Nuwa said in a low voice: "That Zhun Ti has no face and no skin, it's really hateful, but there is nothing you can do about him." ”

- She can see the situation by the red hydrangea imprint.

Li Ping'an raised his eyebrows slightly: "Although there is no way to deal with him directly, but you have to disgust him, at least you have to peel off his face and damage his saint majesty, it is he who is shameless, so it is no wonder that I am not guilty." ”

"Do you have a plan?"

"Please allow me to sell it," Li Ping'an arched his hand, "Let Yaoji and Ning Ning stay here for a while, and then let them go back when the turmoil subsides." ”

"Zike," Nuwa said softly, "I'm just about to teach your junior sister some skills, so as not to be coaxed by Yaochi all the time." ”

Li Ping'an: ......

Does this count as a mine for his family relationship?

Li Ping'an sighed secretly in his heart, he couldn't manage the Holy Mother if he wasn't ready to take care of it, he could only believe that Ning Ning would be measured.

He turned around and ran away, rushed directly to Dong'an City, found his father, took out the Cangyue Pearl, and took out a photo orb wrapped in the power of the Heavenly Dao.

"Father!"

"What's going on?"

"Edit it for me."

Li Ping'an said excitedly:

"Cut out what this guy said he wasn't trying to mention, and everything else should be counted!

"It has to be fluid and natural, preferably to show my anger, my powerlessness, and the rampant and inconspicuous nature of Zhun Ti.

"After editing, play the photo, and then re-record it with other photo balls, and then compile it into a short story, and you look at the story script, how to explode and how to do it.

"I'm going to spread it all over the flood in half a month!

"Ah, also, don't use the quasi-mention of the story that you make up...... If you don't mention the Taoist, yes, you will use the title of not mentioning the Taoist, and then tell the world about the sixth saint! ”

Li Dazhi took the orb and looked at it, frowned, and said in a low voice: "Do you really want to do this?" ”

"He will be the first year of junior high school, and I will be the fifteenth."

Li Ping'an smiled:

"I don't believe he really doesn't care about the mouths of all beings.

"A guy like him who is used to being flattered by his disciples and bowed down by mortals, listen to the scolding of all beings.

"Don't be afraid of being told that I'm not as good as a saint, I can't beat it in the first place, it's best to arouse the empathy of the human race qi refiners!"

"Okay! If you want to do it, we can do it! ”

Li Dazhi also got a shot of chicken blood:

"Let's make his reputation stink first, so that others don't have any illusions about the so-called saints, and will the other saints blame him?"

"Blame it, blame it," Li Ping'an said with a smile, "I'm just mocking the Sixth Saint, and I don't target other saints, at most, the master ancestor stands up and says a few words, it doesn't matter." ”

"Okay, I'll go."

Li Dazhi hurriedly left with the orb.

Li Ping'an raised his eyebrows slightly, and casually picked up the black panther lying on the table next to him, and thought through his heart.

If you don't have a handle, create one.

In order to damage the majesty of the Heavenly Court, the quasi-Tidao people sought Yao Ji's marriage, and also took revenge on Li Ping'an to go to Lingshan to put pressure;

For such a trivial matter, Zhun Ti was not afraid that Heavenly Court and other saints would confront him.

But the quasi-Daoist didn't know that Li Ping'an had been planning how to make a crack in the Xixi Alliance, and now he was given the opportunity to make a move.

An hour later.

The edited version of the photo appeared in Li Ping'an's hands, and the effect was quite good.

(End of chapter)