I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

"Through Zhongli Quan's life destiny, I just saw some information about the identity of the third immortal."

After a while, when Qin Yao put away the pill bottle with a smile on his face, Laojun turned his head and looked towards the northwest, raised his hand and pointed: "You can use this place as the starting point and fly all the way in this direction. You will definitely meet each other by chance."

"This direction... northwest, Chang'an?" Li Xuan murmured.

Laojun smiled slightly, without explaining, and returned to the back of the blue ox: "In this great catastrophe, even if I have seen it and seen it clearly, I cannot reveal too much information about the catastrophe to you, otherwise, under the induction of the heart of heaven, new variables will definitely arise, which may be disadvantageous to you."

Li Xuan, Fox Sister, and Zhongli Quan all looked confused, as if they understood but not really.

Qin Yao, who had experienced reincarnation, instantly understood what the other party said. In short, it was: Heaven doesn’t care about face?
Originally, the quantitative catastrophe is in a state that cannot be explored or deduced. The way of heaven even obscures the secrets. Laojun explored the essence of the quantitative catastrophe through his personal destiny, which was strictly speaking cheating and completely solidified the image of the saint thief.

In this case, if one reveals the specific identities of the Eight Immortals, it would be no different from a fortune teller revealing the secrets of heaven, and one would be punished by heaven.

Therefore, it was very important for Laojun to grasp the degree of this, so much so that he could not even say whether the third immortal was a man or a woman. He could only give a general guideline to speed up the process of the Eight Immortals returning to their positions...

"It seems you understand."

At this moment, Laojun was also observing the changes in the expressions of the four of them. Finally, he looked at Qin Yao and said with a smile.

Qin Yao nodded: "Yes. Having one direction is enough. It's better than running around the world like a headless fly."

Laojun laughed and tapped the blue ox's head lightly with the base of the whisk. The blue ox immediately stepped into the air with its four hooves and flew away quickly...

"Big Brother, will Heaven also hold grudges?" On the golden cloud, Fox Girl asked with a confused look on her face as she watched the blue ox gradually disappear at the end of her sight.

Qin Yao immediately covered her mouth and said, "Don't say anything nonsense. For mortals, there are gods above our heads, so we should be in awe of them. For immortals and gods, the way of heaven is the most revered existence, so we must not talk nonsense in this regard."

Looking at his performance at this moment, the three of them tried to infer Lao Jun's words again, and for a moment they felt a sense of sudden enlightenment...

A few days later.

Half afternoon.

The sun is shining and the breeze is warm.

A golden cloud was flying slowly in the clear blue sky. Four people were sitting in a circle on the cloud, taking turns to narrate a mystery of the immortal way.

At the same time, they did not forget to release their spiritual thoughts to sense the mountains and rivers of the human world under the clouds, so as not to get too absorbed in discussing the Dao and miss the fundamental goal of this trip.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Not long after, just as the fox girl was whispering about her own insights into the way of immortality, bursts of roars and strong energy fluctuations from the forest below were immediately transmitted to the four people's spiritual perceptions.

Fox Girl immediately stopped her story and looked down silently with the other three people. They saw an old man and a woman fighting fiercely with two young men on a green grass in a forest.

"It's him!"

Fox Girl recognized the white-bearded old man at first sight. She vaguely remembered that her third apprentice brother seemed to call him Zhang Guolao...

"Enemies often meet again." Qin Yao looked at Zhang Guolao deeply, but then turned his gaze to the girl who was fighting with the young man.

According to his memory of the original plot, if nothing unexpected happens, this girl should be He Xiangu among the Eight Immortals, and she has a relationship with Zhang Guolao that is both her teacher and friend.

But why did Zhang Guolao appear here?

According to common sense, he should be in heaven, or in Yaochi...

"That demon is going to be defeated." At this time, Zhongli Quan suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the young man who was fighting with Zhang Guolao, and said in a low voice.

Sure enough, the next moment, the young man with the white turban on his head was kicked away by Zhang Guolao. After landing on the ground, he twisted his body and tried to escape underground.

"Want to leave? It's not that easy!"

Zhang Guolao snorted coldly, chanted a spell, raised his hand and pointed, and the ground near the young man began to shine with fairy light, making the earth escape technique useless.

The young man's face changed slightly, and he quickly transformed into a pangolin, constantly waving his claws and digging the ground, trying to break the fairy light spell. However, all he dug out with his claws were pieces of fishy-smelling mud.

"Monster, die!"

A hint of murderous intent flashed across Zhang Guolao's face. He raised his hand, formed a seal, and pushed forward suddenly. A white fairy sword suddenly turned from virtual to real, and pierced towards the pangolin at a rapid speed with a chilling murderous intent.

The pangolin keenly sensed the murderous intent and quickly turned around to avoid it, but unexpectedly the magic sword was able to change direction after stabbing into the air and continued to come towards his face.

"My life is over."

The pangolin wailed inwardly, closed his eyes, and prepared to accept his fate.

Even if he stood out from billions of demons and became the demon king, what would that matter?

When encountering such an immortal from the upper realm, he is nothing more than a wronged soul under the sword.

The pangolin sighed silently in his heart, but soon after, he suddenly reacted.

Right?
Why hasn't this sword stabbed me yet?

Shouldn't the flying speed be so slow?

With a hint of doubt, Pangolin opened his eyes trembling with fear, only to see a tall figure with long hair and a black robe, whose face could not be seen clearly because his back was facing away from him, standing in front of him at some point.

The immortal sword that was rushing towards him melted away inch by inch before his eyes, turning into ashes, without leaving any residue.

At the same time, this scene also stunned the man and woman who were fighting fiercely nearby. The two quickly separated, the woman flashed to Zhang Guolao's side, and the man stood alone in an open space. It was obvious that he was not the same kind of person as the pangolin.

"Why did the Emperor save this monster?"

Looking at the black-clad figure falling from the sky and shattering his sword seal, Zhang Guolao's heart suddenly tightened and he asked in a calm manner.

Qin Yao smiled and said, "If Master Zhang can tell me why you eavesdropped on our conversation, I will tell you why you saved him."

Zhang Guolao: “…”

"He is a bad guy and wants to eat the little ginseng spirit." He Xiangu suddenly said during his silence.

Qin Yao then turned to look at the pangolin: "Release the little ginseng spirit."

The pangolin quickly changed back to human form, reached out and took out a white ginseng from his arms, and handed it to Qin Yao respectfully: "My benefactor, this is for you."

Qin Yao waved his sleeves, and a gust of fairy wind immediately blew the little ginseng spirit away from his hands. When it fell to the ground, it instantly transformed into a little boy in white clothes.

"He let the little ginseng spirit go now because of your power. After you leave, after we leave, he will definitely find a way to capture it again." He Xiangu said.

Qin Yao said: "Pangolin, can you promise not to capture ginseng spirits again in the future?"

The pangolin immediately raised his right hand and pointed three fingers toward the sky: "I, the pangolin, swear to the heavens that from now on, I will never catch ginseng spirits again. If I break this oath, the heavens will suffer the five evils and the heavens will strike me with five thunderbolts."

He Xiangu: “…”

Zhang Guolao took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Since the Emperor has guaranteed him, I will let him go this time."

Qin Yao smiled and said, "Then I also forgive you for eavesdropping on our conversation between master and disciple."

Zhang Guolao: “…”

"Wait a minute, can I ask a question?" At this time, the man standing alone spoke.

"What do you want to ask?" Qin Yao turned his head and looked at the previous incarnation of Han Xiangzi in his memory, and asked with a smile. The man raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Guolao, but asked Qin Yao: "You call him Zhang Tianshi? What kind of Tianshi is he?"

Qin Yao said: "He is Zhang Guolao, Zhang Tianshi, who secretly protected Xuanzang on his journey to the West."

The man paused for a moment, then asked Zhang Guolao, "Then why do you call him Emperor?"

Zhang Guolao exhaled softly: "This is the Yin Emperor, the Emperor of Fengdu, Yang Jian."

The man was completely stunned.

He didn't expect that after searching for so many days without finding any hermit, he met a heavenly master and an emperor on his way back.

"Hey, you ask this and that, who are you?"

He Xiangu didn't like this nosy man and questioned him subconsciously.

The man seemed to have just woken up from a dream and exhaled softly: "I am the great general of this dynasty, Fei Changfang. Who are you?"

He Xiangu snorted and said, "I am just an ordinary little woman, I cannot compare to the noble status of the general."

Fei Changfang: “…”

Qin Yao looked at He Xiangu with interest, and suddenly asked, "You are just an ordinary girl, who is your master?"

Although He Xiangu was straightforward and courageous, she did not dare to disrespect Emperor Yin, so she said, "I have no master. I learned some martial arts from watching Master Guo fight with others a few times."

"You have mastered a set of martial arts just by watching the moves. It can be seen that you are a rare martial arts genius. Are you interested in practicing Taoism with me?" Qin Yao asked with a smile.

He Xiangu: “???”

Others: "???"

Soon, Zhang Guolao was the first to react and wanted to stop it, but he couldn't find a perfect reason in a hurry, so his face was full of anxiety.

He Xiangu blinked and gradually came to her senses from her shock: "There are so many talented people in the world. What qualifications do I have to become your disciple?"

"It's just fate."

Qin Yao smiled and said, "Although you are a little reckless, you are speaking for justice after all. I admire your courage."

He Xiangu: “…”

After a moment of silence, she slowly knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times and nine times: "Disciple He Xiangu, I pay my respects to the Master."

Zhang Guolao: “…”

My friend, how can you make such a hasty decision on such an important matter?

Although the status of Emperor Fengdu is very noble and his strength and power are very powerful, he is the enemy of Heaven!

"very good."

Qin Yao smiled slightly, raised his hand and lifted him up from the ground: "From now on, you will practice Taoism with me. I dare not say anything else, but as long as you are willing to work hard, I guarantee that you will achieve the Tao fruit of the Heavenly Immortal."

Everyone: "..."

A celestial being.

The highest level among the gods, humans and ghosts in the world!
This was definitely not something that was so common that Qin Yao's casual promise stunned everyone at the scene.

He Xiangu was even more dumbfounded.

Immortal?

me?

From mortals to immortals, how many levels are there in between?
It seems like I can’t count them with both hands?
Zhang Guolao fell completely silent.

He even felt that the Emperor of Fengdu was a little crazy.

Just accept a disciple if you want. You promise to become a fairy right away. Really? Does that reveal you too much?

"Pfft."

Suddenly, a loud sound of someone kneeling woke everyone up. Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw the pangolin spirit kneeling on the ground in the direction of Qin Yao, kowtowing frantically:

“Your Majesty, I have long admired the path to immortality, but unfortunately I have no way to seek it. Today I have the opportunity to meet you and be saved by you. This is truly a great honor.

I hope the Emperor can accept me as his disciple for the sake of our fate. I don’t dare to hope for any immortal fruit, I just want a chance to repay you.”

Listening to his solemn declaration, Qin Yao couldn't help but laugh.

The Pangolin in Journey to the East and Gao Yao in The Myth are both ultimate villains, but neither of them is hateful enough.

Gao Yao suffered so much humiliation that he had no choice but to seek supreme power.

The pangolin has good intentions, but is forced to become evil by the world.

But after turning evil, he was killed by "evil cannot defeat good".

Because of this, he and Gao Yao were included in the list of the most pitiful villains, causing countless viewers to sigh.

Having said that, Qin Yao was willing to rescue the pangolin just now because of this innate filter. If not for this, let alone sitting back and watching Zhang Guolao take action, he would have already wiped out the source of darkness or the source of chaos at the source.

"Well, then I'll give you a way to rise." Qin Yao suddenly said while the pangolin was kowtowing frantically.

Pangolin was overjoyed and knocked his forehead heavily on the ground: "Thank you, Master! I, Pangolin, swear here that I will follow Master's lead in the future. I will do whatever Master tells me to do. If I disobey, I will be struck by lightning and my soul will be shattered."

Qin Yao smiled and shook his head, waving his sleeves to help him up: "Don't swear at every turn. I just pity you because of your low birth and the difficulty of cultivation. I just hope that you can keep good thoughts in the future, don't fall into the devil's way, and don't make me regret my decision today."

Pangolin subconsciously wanted to swear, but he held back because of this sentence and nodded heavily: "Yes! I will definitely not let Master down."

Seeing this, Zhang Guolao was completely confused.

Yang Jian accepted He Xiangu perhaps to prevent the Heavenly Court from obtaining talented people.

But the Heavenly Court has never had any interest in demon kings like Pangolin. Why did Yang Jian want to accept him?

As for the "compassion" the other party mentioned...

There are so many pitiful monsters in this world. If we really compare the most miserable ones, the pangolin in front of us would not even be ranked.

At least this guy can become the demon king, and even take a few moves at my hands. Many demons don't even have the qualifications to become the demon king!

"Pfft."

Just when Zhang Guolao was full of doubts, Fei Changfang suddenly knelt down on the ground again.

Qin Yao looked in the direction of the voice and asked with a smile, "Do you want to become my disciple too?"

Fei Changfang shook his head and explained: "No, I don't want to be your disciple. I want to invite the emperor to my home..." (End of this chapter)