Chapter 118
Chapter 118
Wanfa Immortal Venerable was still wondering what kind of sentiment it was that allowed Yan Juntao to live in such a small courtyard with peace of mind and play teaching games with a group of children.
Is it love?Is it the responsibility?
Then, Wanfa Immortal Venerable felt that Yan Juntao did not make any cover-ups and belonged to the realm of Daluo Jinxian.It's been a while since I haven't seen him, and his cultivation base has improved by leaps and bounds. It's probably enough to piss off Moxiu, who is famous for his rapid growth in cultivation base.
Immortal Master Wanfa stood under the green vines and realized that Yan Juntao might have embarked on a side road similar to the road of education!
"...Really not." Yan Juntao didn't need Immortal Venerable Wanfa to say anything to understand the strange light that suddenly appeared in his eyes.Yan Juntao felt that it was necessary for him to declare that he had no interest in embarking on the road of education, because there were already educational sages.
That is to say, if you take the road of becoming a sage through education, when you ascend to the wilderness in the future, you are destined to fight with that long-standing sage of education. Although the other party is engaged in education, the level of fighting skills is quite terrible. I once suspected that what the other party taught was fighting, and the probability of being forced to scatter the cultivation base of reincarnation is too high.
There is only one Dao Fruit, the winner is king, and the loser is reincarnated.
In his previous life, Yan Juntao heard a lot of gossip about the Dao dispute from Bi Gengdiao.To put it bluntly, what really makes the saints strangle you to death is not that each other's Tao is opposed to each other, but that the Tao they want to prove is the same.
For the only way, every saint should at least step on the corpses of one or two enemies, especially the popular avenues like yin and yang, life, killing, etc., which are really full of bones under the holy seat. They are about to fight with the juniors who dare to snatch their holy throne.
The most tiring thing is the demon saint who proves the way by killing. More than half of the demon cultivators are keen to take the avenue of killing, cutting melons and vegetables, killing relatives, friends and lovers, and saints can do the same.
There is also a challenger of the Dao of Reincarnation who is particularly persistent. He has been reincarnated and rebuilt for more than [-] lives.The probability of becoming a saint is also very high, but every time I come up, I can't beat the real reincarnation saint. Every time I reincarnate and rebuild, I can see her tough figure again after tens of thousands of years.
The sage of reincarnation is almost out of love with her, but unfortunately, as long as she doesn't change her way, they are destined to die forever.
The only ones who have never challenged others, nor been challenged by others, are Bi Gengxuan and Yan Juntao.
The brain hole of the pen is really too weird. Before he himself ascended, no one even thought that he could become a saint with his brain hole.And this meant that Bi Gengting would not be challenged, because no one except him could reach this point with his brain.
Yan Juntao collapsed after only one year of ascension, and he couldn't wait for someone to challenge his way.
All in all, it is not easy for every sanctified person.
There was a challenger who was not reconciled, looked at his senior with resentment before he died, and cursed ventingly: "You just took an opportunity to be born before me, and no one picked your Dao fruit before you, you You can easily secure this position without a challenge, and you can change it to anyone, even a pig!"
The insulted saint didn't even bother to explain, and sent the other party to reincarnation directly, leaving only one sentence: "If you don't even know which one is easier for you or me, then you really can't become a saint."
The battle of the avenues is endless.
The object that the latecomers need to fight is their predecessors, but the predecessors who have gone further ahead of their way.
But what the predecessors need to fight is the Tao itself.
"Who didn't achieve the holy position after a narrow escape?" Said the pen sage in his previous life.Brain Hole Avenue is simply brutal.When picking the fruit of the Dao, the Dao can change into any kind of appearance, as long as it wants, it can.The sage of pen farming almost died here. Outsiders only saw the ease of his ascension, but they couldn't see the danger behind him.
The remote way that no one has ever proved can only show that there were more martyrs in the previous generation than other ways, so many that even later generations do not know that there is such a way.
Cough, it's getting too far, Yan Juntao doesn't know why, but recently he always thinks back to his previous life frequently, probably because after he came up with the nonsense idea of wanting to change the wilderness, he was beaten to death and didn't want to be pushed back.
In reality, Wanfa Xianzun is still asking: "Then what's the matter with you, Daluo Jinxian?" They haven't seen each other for a year, right?
"I went to the former residence of the sage Bi Geng." Yan Juntao explained.
"Oh, there, there is indeed a bit of evil here." It is well-known in the world that the pen-sage saint quickly completed the breakthrough from Daluo Jinxian to quasi-sage and then to saint in his former residence, which is dizzying.
In later generations, many people wanted to try their luck at the former residence of the sage Bi Geng. Few of them succeeded, but not without examples.Similar to people who have been stuck in the bottleneck for many years, they broke through when they went to their former residence.So it became more and more evil, and it has almost become a place of pilgrimage for many immortals.This is also the reason why the alchemy competition at the Commemorative Event of the Sage of Pen Geng is so popular. Many people believe that if they can enter the former residence, they will have a higher probability of breakthrough.Now, Yan Juntao probably has to contribute to this urban strange tale.
Immortal Master Wanfa sat down on the recliner next to Yan Juntao very familiarly, and sighed with emotion: "I went to try my luck back then, but unfortunately I was destined not to have that fate."
Immortal Master Wanfa has made so many efforts to become a saint that he can make a list all the way from Huang Zengtian to Xiao Luotian, but he just can't get promoted, so angry.
Wanfa Xianzun and "Old Master Yan" who had lived a healthy life ahead of time, enjoyed the rare summer afternoon together, eating the cheapest and most popular red soil watermelon, and relying on the most primitive fan to relieve the heat. The fan is still moving with its own immortal power.It couldn't be more rustic.
But after lying down for a while, Wanfa Xianzun also understood the comfort and nature: "You will enjoy it."
Yan Juntao's reclining chair shook, falling asleep in the mottled shadows of the trees.
"You can sleep here?" Wanfa Xianzun pointed to a group of screaming and energetic children over there, who took the lead, and played the game of eagle and chicken.Whether it's the arrester or the arrester, it doesn't look like a contest of flexibility at all, it's more like a contest of "see whose voice is louder".
"I like excitement." Yan Juntao's eyes were almost closed.He just likes the feeling of everyone being together, and even the chirping that others find annoying is particularly smoky in his opinion.
"It's good that you are happy." Among the powerful people known by Wanfa Immortal Venerable, Yan Juntao is probably the most down-to-earth among those who have the status even if the level is not enough.
"What on earth did you come to see me for?" The implication of these words is, don't disturb my doze if you have nothing to do.
"I will escort you and Rong Xisui's love." If anyone in this world besides Yan Juntao and Rong Xisui wants them to be together the most, then none other than Wanfa Immortal Venerable, he almost wants to kneel I beg the two of them to be a smooth couple.
Yan Juntao: "..."
"Do you have any preliminary ideas? If not, I'll make it up for you." Although Immortal Venerable Wanfa came from an immortal, there is actually a team behind him.Ready to go, summoned at any time, is the magical team of Wanfa Xianzun.
"Where did you get the news?" Yan Juntao frowned.
"The mountain people have their own tricks." Wanfa Immortal Venerable refused to hand over the channels through which he obtained information, in case all the roads were blocked, and he would not be able to "care" about his sanctification guarantee all the time.
"Is it really okay for you to betray your friend (Taoist) like this?"
"What's wrong?" Wanfa Immortal Venerable said confidently, "I believe that if the key to his sanctification lies in betraying me, he won't even blink his eyes."
There is no fairy who does not want to be holy!
Although the probability of becoming a saint is getting smaller and smaller, this has inspired this group of immortals who are almost fading out of their lives to use unscrupulous means, just wanting to be better than other immortals, thank you.
"I do have an idea." Yan Juntao also became interested, opened his eyes, and came over.
Wanfa Immortal Venerable also came over: "Let's talk about it, let me polish it for you."
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When Rong Xisui came back, Yan Juntao was practicing singing with a group of little fairies and fairies, pretending nothing happened.Good temperament is also a very important part of the six arts of a gentleman. Even if you can't sing with five-tone insufficiency, you must at least be able to appreciate and appreciate it.What Ye Shusheng taught the children was not only about exams, but more about how to be human and everything they might use in the future.
Recently the children learned how to use musical instruments, Yan Juntao originally planned to pretend not to know about it, and teach him when Ye Shusheng came back.Yan Juntao just wanted to let the children learn according to the content of the exam.
But then Immortal Master Wanfa came and managed to make Yan Juntao change his mind.
This was the first time Rong Xisui heard Yan Juntao singing something with the guqin.
In fact, this was indeed Yan Juntao's first time playing the piano, and he hadn't developed any entertainment interests in his previous life, whether it was eating, drinking, playing, or playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.He has never tried it, so he has no way of knowing whether he is good at it or not.Now as soon as he got started, he found that...
...it's really easy.
In the beginning, he just planned to teach Yan Juntao to play the most basic Gongshangjiao Huiyu Wanfa Xianzun, weeping silently, really, geniuses are the most annoying!I thought it was a bronze, but I didn't expect it to be a king!
It's very annoying if you don't give ordinary immortals any way to survive.
Under the teaching of Wanfa Xianzun, Yan Juntao quickly mastered the rules, and started to play "Qingjiao Song" without hesitation.According to legend, this is a piece of music composed by the Yellow Emperor after he summoned all ghosts and gods from all over the world to gather in Xitai Mountain.
Because there is also divine power in the music, mortals will not even enjoy it if they listen to it, and it will lead to disaster.
If the fairy plays it, at most it is because it can't make the world feel ashamed from this divine comedy.
As a result... Yan Juntao just played a few points, as if there were dragons and tigers roaring from outside the sky, and the setting sun and sunset against the burning clouds were like the traces left by a phoenix flying past in the air.When the music started, the sunset rain began to fall in the blue sky and white day.It wasn't until the piano was played that the strange weather returned to its original appearance.
In this way, Yan Juntao mastered the fairy power in music without a teacher. He played all the way from the melodious "Yangchun Baixue" to the cheerful "Little Huanxi".
Now, Yan Juntao has learned to play and sing while flirting with his little brother.
When Rong Xisui came back, he moved his long finger and changed the tune.The wide-sleeved toga has a beautiful arc in the wind, and the soothing sound of the piano comes slowly like a trickle. Under the sun, it looks like a handsome young man exuding golden light. There are branches..."
Xin Yue Jun Xi Jun doesn't know.
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