Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

In Yuntianyu, Shan Jiang, the current head of the Taiqing Sect, had finished handling things, and received a message that his friends wanted to come over for a small gathering.

Shan Jiang immediately set up his things and waited for his friends to come by in his small courtyard.

After a while, a handsome and elegant monk followed the wind and asked, "I haven't seen you for many years, Xiao Jiang, you have a lot of air."

"I am now the head, and I can't just go out to pick you up." Shan Jiang smiled slightly, "Achi, how have you been recently? But are you still hunting for treasure?"

Luo Chi, nicknamed the Great Treasure Hunter, took the wine glass, gave a wry smile, and said, "The Taoism is hard to break, I take the extreme affection of the Heavenly Tao, you don't know it."

"I know it, but brother, I really didn't think you could set your goal to such a sky." Shan Jiang poured a glass of wine at random and threw it over, jokingly, "It's not that hard to say, you are so passionate. The way I am afraid is that the cultivation of the happy person is not as good as yours, and your goal is that this life will not give you the distress of being unable to advance. What is terrible?"

The magic of the Tao of Heaven is strange. If the cultivation level of the person you like is higher than yourself, then you will pursue it with all your heart, without worry, and not afraid of other difficulties; if the person you like is weaker than yourself, it depends on whether you can get her heart, if you get it. If you care less about it, you will try to provide more help to the person you like, and you are not afraid of other difficulties; if the person you like is weaker than you, and you don’t get the other’s heart, it will be difficult to diligently diligently if the person you like is sad.

Shan Jiang is already a good friend, and he probably won't like anyone. Who knows that he is so terrible. As soon as he likes it, he likes the Lord of Kun-Lai. Although it is wishful thinking to get the other party, he is now an earth fairy. , Luo Chi wanted to catch up with him, and it was a daydream, so there was no worry about promotion, and it was a blessing in misfortune.

"Then I can't help you. After all, my immortal is not serious." At this point, the Taiqing Lord took a drink rather helplessly.

"I'm here to inquire about this." Luo Chi was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Three days ago, Kun-Lai's Qiao Long, the lord of Jianfeng, really has been promoted to the immortal?"

This news has spread all over the world in less than a day. It is self-evident that this is the second true human immortal after the great catastrophe of the ancient heavenly devil, and what it represents.

"It's true," a woman in Tsing Yi who looked like a celestial woman walked out of the void, glanced at the visitor with her delicate eyes, and smiled slightly, "Xiao Chi, it's been a long time, come over and let my sister hug."

Luo Chi stepped forward and hugged him as if he was a little boy, then stepped back, waiting for the big demon to reply.

"I went to Kun-Lai yesterday and asked about the two old Jinwuyungui," Ankang sat at the stone table, picked up the wine glass, and sighed as he played, "The sky vision three days ago is the immortal and heavenly calamity. Only in Kun-Lai, the edge of the tribulation cloud almost covers the land of three continents. Yungui Jinwu said that the person was immortal and heavenly tribulation, that is, they have to weigh a few points, but the number of Qiaolong swords is in harmony with the heavens, and it has evolved. There is more vitality change than An Xian's sword intent, so it almost fell, and the recovery pill that knocked in the middle can even circle the sword peak."

"That is to say, from now on, the road to immortality will be opened from now on?" Luo Chi didn't feel that there was any problem with the difficulty of Heavenly Tribulation, but was extremely concerned about another matter.

Although I heard that the Lord of Kun-Lai said that the Great Heavenly Devil’s Tribulation is no longer there, and the journey of humans and immortals has opened up, after a thousand years, there has been no harmony and promotion to humans and immortals. There is always some doubt in everyone's hearts, but now some people really break through .

Is there anything more important than this?

As for catastrophes-if you are afraid of calamity and do not cultivate immortality, if you do not have the belief that you will win, you will die. Then what is the truth and what do you learn?

Ankang nodded, and asked a little amusedly: "Are you still happy with that one?"

Luo Chi nodded: "As soon as I see the bright moon, it is hard to be fireflies. Goodbye."

"Don't wait a while, you won't see him anyway." Shan Jianghao poked at his friend's death without hesitation.

"You have more things to ask now, why should I bother. I should come back at a different time." Luo Chi said casually, and he was gone. He needs to go to Kun-Lai and feel the atmosphere there, and then continue. Seek the truth between the heaven and the earth.

Shan Jiang watched him go away, feeling a little envious, and then turned his gaze back to Ankang: "You said, I'm too clear, can I get through?"

"You mean Taiqing's unforgettable way? Xiao Jiang, it's not that I said that you are not suitable." Ankang pursed his lips and smiled, "You are not Shan O's ruthless man."

That's why she likes Xiao Jiang so much.

"Can you tell me the story of Grandpa," Shan Jiang said gently, "I want to know how to go."

Therefore, he needs more information to distinguish.

"So, it's a long story." Ankang thought for a while and began to tell him.

Back then, she was already a demon saint, but she hadn't been asking for it like she is now. One day, she saw a monk in the sea, beautiful and peerless, like a heavenly man, he walked around, collected spiritual objects, and tempered. Sword skills, but these are not the reasons why her big demon will let go of this human feast.

However, when she wanted to eat him, he was not afraid, saying that he was just passing by. If he really wanted to fight, he would not be afraid of death, but it was unnecessary for Nanhai to forge a feud with Taiqing.

Ankang thought about it, but he hesitated for a while, leaving him to ask about the human race and the land.

He was very knowledgeable, and after they talked, they asked her if she had liked anyone.

She was curious for a while and thought this monk was very interesting. To know that her appearance was extremely terrifying and hideous, there had never been a few monsters who were willing to talk to her well. For a while, she felt that if he was willing to live with her, it didn't matter if he didn't eat.

So they were together.

She is a demon saint, more sensitive to people's hearts and minds, and she is aware that the other party really doesn't care about her appearance, and is also trying to like her.

He will find out the strengths in her, will tolerate her character, and point out what is bad-not bad, but how to do it better.

They have lived together for nearly three hundred years.

From the Jindan monk, he became a strong man in the same way, and even had a son.

Ankang likes his life very much.

Then he said to break up.

He never lied to her. To tell the truth, a clear way is to forget feelings and let go.

And he liked her, for the sake of a great way, so he let go.

Ankang was still very tender to feelings at that time. If you let go, let go, but I still want you to accompany me as before.

He agreed.

However, as he said, he really let it go. Although he was as considerate and gentle as ever, there was no love in it. In this way, Ankang felt bored, and thought that he would just eat, but I didn't want this guy to still have secret skills in his body, so he ran away from her mouth.

Ankang is lonely, and is ready to find another man to accompany him.

But her terrifying appearance easily fainted countless people. Anyway, except for him, Ankang didn't meet a male who could be impulsive towards her.

So she completely transformed herself into a human form, and got a beauty that is almost unparalleled in the world, so she got the opposite result.

But how sweet the countless men said, when she let go of the real appearance, she showed the essence one after another.

Sorrowful person, slurp it.

During those ten thousand years, Ankang certainly didn't remember how many people and demons he had eaten.

But after a hundred years, she found out that she was pregnant. It was Shan O's heir. She was a great demon, and she could feel the pulse of blood in it.

Half-demon, not so good to survive.

So she gave the child to Shan Og, who had become a Taiqing aunt.

In those hundred years, he remained the same. I heard that he liked to continue a new relationship and then let it go.

To the end of the practice of forgetting feelings is to let go of the feelings of all things, from now on the world is equal, all things can be killed, and all things are treated equally.

Shan Og asked his master, the Taiqing Taoist master at the time, to resolve the child's meridian disorder, and agreed that Ankang would occasionally visit his children.

It's just that as his heirs grow up in the world, he, who thinks he is human, is unwilling to accept such an ugly monster as his mother, and is ashamed of it, and well-being doesn't come much anymore.

After ten thousand years, somehow, the heir suddenly figured it out before the end of his life, leaving a bit of bone and blood, and it was Shan Jiang.

The child's Shan Jiang was not afraid of his grandmother's prototype. He curiously touched the fangs in the fish's mouth, and he felt blood in his hand, which shocked Ankang.

At that time, Shan Og appointed a monk named Xie Chuandeng to take care of Shan Jiang. He was the master of the Taiqing formation. Xiao Jiang liked him very much.

But not long after, Na Xie Chuandeng was sent to Kun-Lai undercover.

He also drew a wisp of soul separation and accompanied him, and even made a special trip to find Ankang for a piece of green scales in the heart. Using the natural hiding function of her scales to refining into a magic weapon, Xie Chuandeng, a jade pendant-like thing, went to Kun-Lai, the demon sage Baolin plus the natural concealing ability of the human immortal is the master of Xing Dao's cultivation level. As long as Xie Chuandeng is low-key, he will not be easily noticed.

It's just that scale, you can remember what you saw.

Xie Chuandeng sneaked into Kun-Lai, and gradually recognized Kun-Lai’s method, Kun-Lai’s trip, and Kun-Lai’s doctrine. In addition to learning Taoism, he also got along very well with □□. When he was not aware of it, he gradually recognized the method of Kun-Lai. Deviated from Taiqing's way of forgetting feelings.

Shan Og used another method to remind him to become his nominal wife.

Later, he and his adopted son and others were brought back to Taiqing.

Kun-Lai’s formation requires people in addition to the formation. In addition to asking Kun-Lai to train disciples, Xie Chuandeng also deliberately or unintentionally spread the Kun-Lai Taoism.

Shan Og expressed dissatisfaction with this, his attitude was too clear, and Xie Chuandeng encountered countless obstacles.

He is an undercover agent. He was originally a waste of work and rebuilding. The foundation of the road was damaged, and he became more chaotic for a while, but as long as he cultivated in time, he could recover.

However, Shan Og went to see him that day and said to him: "The Tao of Taiqing cannot be changed."

Xie Chuandeng told him that he was born in Taiqing and he was selfless in seeking the truth. Now, if Taiqing wants not to be controlled by Kun-Lai, there is nothing wrong with taking in outsiders.

Shan Og shook his head and refused.

Xie Chuandeng was silent for a moment, and pleaded in a low voice: "For the sake of you also raising the Qing Dynasty for a hundred years, let him go."

Shan Og just calmly said: "He knows too much."

Xie Chuandeng was in a mess. He coughed up blood for a while, and his expression was gray. He whispered for a long time: "At least, at least, let go of Fu Zhou. He, he don't know anything."

Shan Og watched him for a long time before finally nodding.

Xie Chuandeng glanced at him, and stopped talking, stretched out his hand to break his heart pulse.

Shan Og glanced at him and left.

"After Xie Chuandeng died, he gave me the scale, and I also knew about it. This is Shan Og. He can let go of my relationship with him for hundreds of years," Ankang finished the story leisurely. He concluded, "Xie Chuandeng is in charge of the formation and is willing to waste his work undercover. He can also let go of his affection with Xie Shouqing or even your father. He will not care about it. Forcing Xie Chuandeng to die, he will open the window and eat with him on weekdays. What's the difference. Okay, after the story is told, is there anything you want to learn?"

"The goodwill for grandpa is completely shattered. It seems that this way is nowhere." Shan Jiang sighed, "Thank you for your teaching, I will not go the same way."

"Good young Jiang." Ankang smiled and touched him.