Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 722 says that not everyone in this world can meet the one they love.
"I, Cheng Shaoshang, have never been a submissive person. I am stubborn and stubborn. Since you started the matter between you and me, I have the final say in the end."

Yang Jiao put his hands behind his back and said expressionlessly:
"It's up to you, sisters, we will meet again, not in my Qiyuan Palace."

Cheng Shaoshang raised his eyebrows and looked at Long Kui:

"Cousin, let's go to my Nandou Liusi."

170 years later.

The Seventh Palace of the Big Dipper.

In the courtyard pavilion, Yang Jiao stood with his hands behind his hands. He had been in the heaven for nearly 500 years. Today, he has finally reached the level of Taiyi.

His eyes were long, and now the Peach Festival was coming, and the seventh princess had already left the mortal world privately, and the plot was about to begin.

I think it won't be long before I can get what I want and truly break into the realm of Taiyi.

At this moment, a clear, melodious, soft and gentle sound of the flute came to my ears, like a girl whispering, telling her love and hate in her heart.

Yang Jiao's eyes flashed, disappeared, and then appeared in the courtyard of the palace next door.

I saw Cheng Shaoshang playing flute music slowly in the corridor and waterside pavilion.

After a while, when the song ended, Yang Jiao came over:

"In the past few years, it's just that you have made things difficult for me on official duties. From time to time, you will play this flute tune and collect it into a bunch, specifically for me to hear it. That's all."

"This song can arouse the mind and make people mourn the past. If you listen to it during meditation, if you are not careful, you will go crazy and suffer great damage to your Taoism."

Cheng Shaoshang said extremely calmly:
"How can you, a ruthless and unrighteous Taoist, mourn the past, let alone become obsessed with it? Moreover, you who have never given up your sincerity, how can you mourn the past?"

Yang Jiao's thoughts moved slightly, and he released his perception and found that Cheng Shaoshang's current cultivation level was roughly equivalent to the perfection of the Golden Immortal Realm, but there was no sign of returning to his former life. He immediately felt certain in his heart and said:
"I seem to remember that you once told me that your third aunt told you this."

"She said that when this girl is alive, marriage is just a scenery in life, and success or failure cannot be separated from gains and losses. From now on, no matter what situation, situation or person you encounter, don't give up yourself for your son. It's not worth it."

When Cheng Shaoshang heard this, he couldn't help but smile:
"Then do you know that your mother also said something to me?"

"It is said that not everyone in this world can meet the one they love. If you do, never let go. It is better to be hurt for a lifetime than to regret for a lifetime. It is the path you choose, even if it is tempered by years and attacked by wind and frost. No regrets."

When Yang Jiao heard this, he really didn't expect to be stabbed in the back by his biological mother in this life.

"Young Master Shao Shang, now you and I are both gods in heaven. Being moved by emotions is a serious crime against heaven. Let the past fade away. I hope you will be careful in your words and deeds in the future so that you can take care of yourself."

After saying that, he disappeared in place.

Cheng Shaoshang just sneered at this.

Five days later.

Outside Yaochi, there was a lot of excitement, sometimes auspicious clouds surged, sometimes fairy lights flashed, and it didn't take long before many immortals gathered.

As soon as Yang Jiao walked out of the Seventh Palace of the Big Dipper, he saw Cheng Shaoshang walking out of the Sixth Division of the Nandou.

"Hey, Mr. Big Dipper usually attends the Peach Feast at the right time. Why did he go so early this time?" Cheng Shaoshang said with a smile.

"What does it have to do with you?" Yang Jiao replied, then he took up a white cloud and flew towards Yaochi.

Cheng Shaoshang curled his lips. Because he knew who he was, he naturally discovered the weirdness in it. An auspicious cloud appeared under his feet and flew towards Yaochi. As soon as she arrived outside Yaochi, she saw Yang Jiao and Yang Jiao with sharp eyes. Nightshade and Solanum look like they are having a great time chatting with each other. "Taiyin, although you have often come to my mansion over the years, now I feel more and more that you come to me just in passing."

Nightshade smiled and said:

"I came to you to talk about our relationship as sisters. Then I stopped by to see Beidou. I wanted to ask for advice because of his profound knowledge."

"Also, it's not like you don't know that Taiyin Star is lonely, and Beidou is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. I just wanted to talk to him for a few games."

Cheng Shaoshang nodded, not sure whether he believed it or not.

Suddenly, there was a roar of gongs and drums.

Taishang Laojun holding a long staff, Li Jing holding a pagoda, and the barefoot immortal holding a demon mirror landed on the high platform outside the Yaochi.

The three of them looked at each other and greeted each other.

At this moment, a man with hair styled like a broom and holding a broom in his hand couldn't help shouting when he saw the Barefoot Immortal, who was so majestic in heaven that even the Queen Mother would sometimes shy away from him.

"Wow, it's the Barefoot Immortal. He really deserves his reputation."

After the three people on the high platform walked down, they hurriedly walked forward to say hello:
"Great Immortal, I am the broom star."

Before he finished speaking, the surrounding immortals retreated one after another, even the three barefoot immortals were no exception, because this broom star was notoriously unlucky in heaven, and anyone who had anything to do with him would be tainted by him. Bad luck.

Moreover, even great immortals will suffer consequences if they are not careful.

"Bold and presumptuous, you are just a lowly immortal who cleans the heaven. What qualifications do you have to participate in the Peach Festival." The Barefoot Immortal, who always pays attention to heavenly rules, shouted repeatedly.

"Not all immortals can do the Peach Festival." Broom Star was interrupted by the Barefoot Immortal in the middle of his words:

"Shut up, you are a lowly immortal. You have no right to be here. Why don't you get out of here quickly?"

When the broom star heard this, he had no choice but to say:
"I'll just leave."

"Stop, you are not a broom star. How can you sneak in as a mere immortal?" Li Jing shouted to him.

"The broom star is the broom star, how could I pretend to be myself." The broom star defended anxiously.

"But are you real or fake? I can tell right from wrong by looking in the demon mirror." The Barefoot Immortal also felt that it was very strange, so he walked up to the broom star and took a look at him.

As a result, he found that there was nothing strange about the broom star, so he told him to leave quickly, but the broom star was not happy. Although he was a descendant of the immortal, he was slandered for no reason, and he lost face among many gods, so he shouted: "Why is the barefoot immortal?" Only look after him and no one else.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the man in black robe who had brought him here among the immortals, and immediately thought that since he was a friend, he would share the same difficulties.

"This is my friend, come on, you can take care of him." The broom star pulled him out of the crowd.

The moment the Barefoot Immortal saw the black-robed man, his expression changed slightly, as if he had discovered something was wrong. Before he could make any move, the black-robed man quickly broke free from the broom star's hand, thinking about running away. When the Barefoot Immortal took a photo of him, he immediately shouted:
"Black Bone Immortal, you fugitive from heaven, I can find you today."

The man in black robes, the Black Bone Immortal, paused for a moment and cast out a burst of magic power. After getting rid of the confining power of the demon mirror, he was thinking of escaping from the place of right and wrong, when a sword light hit him hard with the force of thunder.

"Mr. Big Dipper, I have never offended you, why would I add insult to injury?" Black Bone Immortal spat out a large mouthful of blood and looked at Yang Jiao with great resentment.

"No wonder you dare to break the rules of heaven and even think about sneaking into the Peach Festival. It is indeed audacious." Yang Jiao said lightly.

(End of this chapter)