Chapter 325
After being suppressed tragically, he became obsessed with Taoism and became more obsessed. Instead, he didn't want to go straight to Huanglong and take revenge.

He intends to make the Jade Emperor and others lose face step by step, and vent their resentment.

Seeing that the Jade Emperor Taishang used the eight immortals to deal with him, he directly used one immortal and one demon to play chess.

As a result, stepping into the deeper calculations of the Jade Emperor, the Supreme Being, and Tathagata, it turned into ashes.

The middle-aged man, the leader of Tongtian, looked at Yang Jiao with a look full of disdain, and a stern look appeared in his eyes, but he seemed to be thinking about something, interrupted the green-clothed banshee who wanted to continue speaking, and said expressionlessly:

"Pangolin, I think your cultivation base is superficial, and you don't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is. Let me let you go for now, and if there is another time, I will definitely kill you."

After the words fell, he waved his hand, and the jade mirror turned into a gossip pattern.

"Master, you have great supernatural powers, but your subordinates just don't understand. Since pangolins are stubborn by nature and know no respect, why does the leader want him to join the sect again and again, and now he is even more ignorant of good and evil, and speaks rudely, so he still doesn't care about him."

The banshee in green didn't understand.

"Hmph, I like people who hate me the most. The more I hate them, the more I want him to be convinced by me."

"One day, this pangolin will kneel down and beg for me."

Master Tongtian said incomparably coldly.

Not far from the ruined temple, beside a stream, Yang Jiao had his arms behind his back.

Now the secrets of the sky have changed, but because of his extraterritorial demon's ability to cover up the secrets of the sky.

Therefore, when he did not cause trouble, the fixed number of heaven and earth did not show any changes.

Therefore, Yang Jiao naturally knew why the leader of Tongtian, under his such a bad attitude, simply came here.

After a while, the sky changed, his eyelids moved slightly, and he immediately knew that it was Lu Dongbin who had completed his merits and virtues and was promoted to immortality.

However, he didn't take it seriously at all. The first purpose of his differentiation is naturally to improve his strength.

Yang Jiao only wants to harvest the power of the world when he has enough strength. Now, because of the characteristics of the exercises and his familiarity with the way, there is no need to limit the geographical environment at all, and the exercises in his body operate spontaneously, all the time Not practicing.

So, he glanced somewhere and walked away.

Not long after, a white light flickered not far away, and a beautiful figure appeared.

Three months later.

A small bridge with flowing water, outside the gazebo with abundant scenery.

"Bai Mudan is a human being."

He Xiangu pointed out something.

"Pangolins are demons."

Dressed in a white robe and holding a folding fan, the handsome young man is not to be outdone.

"If it wasn't for you, how could she have changed from a fairy to a human, and you are still obsessed with her now."

He Xiangu frowned slightly.

"I want to ferry her to immortality."

The man in white hugged his shoulders, looked at the surrounding springs, and said firmly.

"I'm afraid...you'll kill her."

He Xiangu rolled her autumn eyes and sighed softly.

"What I did was wrong, what about you? You knew that pangolins are monsters, how can immortals and monsters go the same way, but you still saved him."

The man in white was suddenly a little unconvinced.

"There is still a saying in the world that knowing a mistake can correct it, and that there is nothing good about it. Why can't monsters know their mistakes and correct their mistakes, and walk the right path from now on, and never do evil again."

"These days, after his resurrection, he has fully realized that he has no previous demonic habits."

"Not only did he overcome his natural instincts, he did not wantonly kill and eat ants, but he also paid money and goods when traveling in the world, and respected and abided by the law."

He Xiangu was captured by Yang Jiao's qi machine for a while, but after realizing it, she naturally couldn't listen to his one-sided words, so that she has been looking at whether he has really changed his ways since this period of time.

"He is very cunning, maybe what you see is just his disguise."

The man in white spoke.

"Why do you look at him suspiciously? He wants to go back to the right path. We should help him instead of pushing him on the wrong path."

He Xiangu carried it on her back with one hand, sonorous and powerful.

"I want to save Peony wholeheartedly, and I want to make amends, but what about you, don't you look at me with suspicion."

The man in white asked back.

"Thousand-year love calamity, you have such a calamity, have you forgotten, what should you do if you implicate Sister Mudan again?"

He Xiangu solemnly reminded.

"I won't be emotional again."

The man in white was Lu Dongbin, who shook his head firmly and said.

"You really can't?"

He Xiangu glanced at him with clear eyes.

"Why do you have confidence in pangolins but not in me?"

Lu Dongbin asked puzzledly.

"No, I'm afraid that our Eight Immortals will implicate her again."

Immediately, Lu Dongbin looked slightly startled, put down his hands clasping his shoulders, and said:
"Last time she helped me, violated the rules of heaven, was relegated to the mortal world, and became a girl in a brothel. All the sufferings she has suffered in this life are all caused by me. I will save her and help her no matter what. Back to heaven."

He seemed to think of something again, and couldn't help but coldly said:
"Be careful, don't be fooled by the pangolin. When I think of him killing the small ginseng essence and eating the small ginseng essence raw in front of us, I don't believe in this kind of person, and I will know my mistakes and correct them."

He Xiangu explained sincerely:
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has said that the little ginseng essence was not killed by pangolins, and judging from his various behaviors after his resurrection."

"It can be seen that he is sincere, otherwise he would not spontaneously change his nature."

"Also, after the death of the pangolin this time, I also understand that if we continue to entangle with our Eight Immortals, we will be in deep doom."

two months later.

Yang Jiao walked in the barren mountains and wild mountains. For the past six months, he walked as he wanted, wandering aimlessly around the world.

More than a month ago, Yang Jiao also felt that he was doing his best, thinking that he would go the right way, He Xiangu finally left with brisk steps

He also smiled at this. With such a warm heart, there are not many gods under his rule. Those who are as responsible as her are also driven by strict laws of heaven and considerable rewards.

During this period of traveling, the difficult situation of the monsters in this world became more and more profound in my heart.

After all, this body used to be one of them.

The genus of monsters, since birth, has carried sins, is not tolerated by the world, and was killed wantonly by immortals.

One sentence of evildoer, one can see the disdain of the world and gods for monsters from the bottom of their hearts.

Immediately, Yang Jiao couldn't help but empathize with why the pangolin confessed to He Xiangu in the original plot. Seeing that she hesitated to answer, his first reaction was to ask because he was a demon.

From this, he is also very aware of the unbearable status of being a demon.

This is the bad thing about the Yinming Monument, but anyone who crosses over to him or me will always be disturbed by his or her temperament.

Fortunately, the nature of Yang Jiao is already different, otherwise, I am afraid that he will have to complete some obsessions so as not to hinder his practice.

At this moment, the reason why he came here was to take a look at Fei Changfang, who was iron-boned, hard-spoken, and even harder-boned, who never wanted to become a fairy.

Yang Jiao and him can even be counted as revenge for killing their mother.

After a while, Yang Jiao walked a hundred miles, and saw a resolute young man in a ghost costume sitting on a cliff from a distance, half of his face was engraved with ghost patterns.

(End of this chapter)

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