Chapter 179 The First Page of the Sword Manual

Yang Jiao burst out laughing, as expected, Feng Shui took turns, in the past he was the one who spread the word that gods should not touch personal feelings, but now he is taught by others.

Immediately, with dazed eyes, he sighed softly:
"The gods are emotional, and the three worlds are restless. Madam, I used to be ruthless and only Taoist, and I regarded love as thorns and wind and rain."

"But now I suddenly realize that on the road to becoming a strong man, there is no way to avoid the thorns blocking the way, nor can we avoid the erosion of wind and rain."

He whispered self-deprecatingly:
"It's true that everyone understands the truth, but not everyone can do it, because those who can't do it can always find a reasonable excuse for themselves."

Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother couldn't help asking:

"Since you know it, why do you want to contaminate it?"

Yang Jiao's eyes flickered slightly:

"Perhaps because of her sentence, the key to becoming a fairy is not ruthlessness, but the detachment after seeing all sentient beings."

The Queen Mother hung her head in silence. After a while, Liu Mei raised her eyebrows slightly:
"If someone else told me this, I would probably believe it half to eighty percent, but when I heard that it was from your emperor's mouth, I would only feel that you were not sincere."

"A sword cultivator known as Jue, who can break through to the Golden Immortal Realm in less than a hundred years and win the trust of Heaven, is definitely not a waste who can't see through love."

Yang Jiao stroked his temples:
"The so-called breaking the barrier of love does not mean that you have no feelings for anyone, or that you no longer like anyone, but that you understand that love is a kind of desire, and love is a kind of power."

"The vast majority of the beings in the Three Realms pursue only half love, half love."

"Mistaking desire for love, mistaking dependence for love."

"Most beings in the Three Realms don't know what true love is, so there is very little true love in the world."

After a while, the Queen Mother opened her lips coldly:
"Di Zun, it's useless to talk about these scenes, let's talk to other people. Since you don't want to communicate, please go back."

Yang Jiao was not annoyed, looking at the golden mother of Yaochi who was about [-] or [-] years old in front of her, with the wings of cicadas lightly gathered on the temples, the crescent eyebrows lightly brushing the spring mountains, and her appearance was peerless.

Seeing that she is a rare female cultivator in all the realms I went to who is dedicated to seeking the Tao and not being moved by external objects, she finally revealed three parts of her sincerity:

"Your Majesty, you should know that when you meet a relationship that doesn't last long, just don't think about it.

"After all, fate is something that you are not allowed to agree to when it comes, and your opinion is not asked when it goes."

"Thinking will only disturb others, and thinking is just asking for trouble."

"Love follows fate, the road looks far away, treat each other sincerely when you have it, and watch it calmly when you leave."

Immediately, the Queen Mother was taken aback for a moment, obviously hearing the meaning of the words, a trace of suspicion appeared in her eyes, not a long-term relationship.

Could it be that the white snake has some other legs.

The more the Queen Mother thought about it, the more suspicious her eyes became. Looking at this emperor who looked like a weak scholar in the world, she couldn't help trembling her fingertips.

No matter how much a ferocious beast reduces its sense of existence, it is still a ferocious beast, so that people cannot be expected not to be afraid of the lurking night leopard and half-sleeping tiger.

All, how does it exist, can do this so-called, you are not allowed to agree when you come, and you are not asked for opinions when you go.

"Di Zun, what do you mean by your coming here today?"

Yang Jiao's calm tone was mixed with a hint of joy:
"It's all about etiquette. Now that I am the master of the three realms, and my mother is the master of the Kun Dao, I naturally need to visit once or twice, but I didn't expect to meet a fellow who is dedicated to pure cultivation."

"Now that the etiquette is exhausted, let me take my leave."

After the words fell, Yang Jiao disappeared in the Yaochi, leaving only the Queen Mother frowning and thinking.

A day in the sky, a year in the ground.

Ten years later.

On Mount Taiyi, Xiaoqing was sitting cross-legged above the mansion boredly, looking at Bai Suzhen beside her, whose realm had been improving day by day since Yang Jiao left.

It was only recently that I discovered that over the past ten years, quietly, for some reason, my sister's temperament has become serious, cold and awe-inspiring as her realm has become higher and higher.

Fortunately, Xiao Qing sees that Bai Suzhen hasn't changed in any way towards her when she gets along with her on weekdays, so she regards it as improvement in her cultivation and further transformation.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed across Taiyi Mountain, and Xiaoqing suddenly shouted in surprise:
"Brother-in-law."

Suddenly, it turned into a blue light and greeted it.

After a while, Xiaoqing whispered beside Yang Jiao for a while before giving up, and came to Bai Suzhen's side together.

Yang Jiao looked at the big change in temperament, as if he had changed into a human partner, his face was deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Suzhen, you have changed."

"Has it changed?" Bai Suzhen's autumn eyes flowed, and she looked at Yang Jiao with deep meaning:

"No matter how I change, I'm still Bai Suzhen."

"It's just Bai Suzhen." Yang Jiao said lightly.

After a long silence, her red lips parted slightly:

"good."

"Okay." Yang Jiao smiled leisurely upon hearing this.

"I didn't expect to meet again, Yan Hongye."

"I didn't expect that we were so destined to let this body of mine meet you."

"Sister, brother-in-law, what are you talking about?"

The two were silent after hearing this, and suddenly Bai Suzhen waved her hand and sent Xiaoqing away from Taiyi Mountain.

Yang Jiao stood silently at the side without stopping, and couldn't help but think of the night when Bai Suzhen attacked at night, after some in-depth exchanges, he suddenly discovered that her inner aura was both familiar and unfamiliar.

With a flash of inspiration, isn't this the unknown power who possessed Yan Hongye's memory and descended on Xi Yao with a hint of thought?

Just after the combination of the two, because of the inspiration in Yang Jiao's body, it forced Bai Suzhen's spirituality to flourish in the depths of his primordial spirit.

In the end, Yang Jiao saw that the matter was over, so he could only make false claims, as if he didn't know anything.

After all, no matter what, Bai Suzhen is still the Bai Suzhen who loves her deeply, so she really can't do anything cruel.

So, after that, I tried my best secretly, hoping to get rid of the inspiration, or to suppress it.

It's a pity that the gap in levels caused Yang Jiao to do all his efforts in vain, and Bai Suzhen's internal inspiration was still growing day by day, so it was expected that the current scene would appear.

Afterwards, under constant investigation at night, Yang Jiao discovered that he and Bai Suzhen had an unbroken and inexhaustible bond in the dark.

It seems to be destined by heaven that the two will get to know each other, know each other and love each other, and finally become a married couple.

That is to say, after discovering the deep fate hidden between the two parties, they knew that with their current strength, no matter what, they could not break their fate.

This was obviously a means beyond the Golden Wonderland, and he immediately understood why he was so emotional that he couldn't extricate himself.

As I keep thinking back, I can't help but sigh that my situation is roughly the same as that of Xu Xian in the original plot.

A thousand-year-old snake demon, a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken.

A mighty man who seems to be unknown to the heavens, a monk in the golden fairyland.

The two are also met by chance, knowing each other's identity, but acting as if they don't know, falling in love with each other, and they also have very different identities.

However, the result is completely different. The former loves a man and a demon until death, and the latter loves a man and a demon without seeing through the relationship.

At this time, Bai Suzhen's pupils were dark in color, and a sense of sadness appeared in her eyes.

She didn't expect that her body, which was divided into thousands of pieces, would meet this dark ghost again.

This time, he still has a deep fate with him, so it is possible that this is also a part of his enlightenment calamity.

If it weren't for being drawn by the Qi mechanism of the Yinming Monument, this should body would not have elicited a thought of its own to come to this world.

There is a coldness in Bai Suzhen's eyes, it is related to Dao Kalpa, and there is no room for sloppy:

"Qiye, you are also a sword practicer, so you must know such a sword manual."

"On the first page of the sword manual, the sword beheads the sweetheart."

(End of this chapter)

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