Mr. Jiang is not driving today

Yin Wuzhen was stunned in place for a long while before he came back to his senses, and instinctively wanted to ask Yin Wutang for an explanation: "Brother, this..."

Yin Wutang smiled lightly: "Don't worry about him, he has his own decision."

Yin Wuzhen was still puzzled: "What's going on? Jiang Xun...how did he have such tyrannical power? Who is he?"

"...that's a very long story." Yin Wutang patted the back of Yin Wuzhen's head, not wanting to reveal Jiang Xun's secret to the public, so he changed the subject, "I'll go back to Shuofang with you. I haven't been back for so long, I almost forgot home What's it like?"

Only then did Yin Wuzhen notice that Yin Wutang's body no longer had the weakness of a mortal, the pulse flowed smoothly, and the golden core was turning. Unconsciously, he smiled, took his arm, and Yin Yin asked: "What? Why is it all right? What's going on?"

The light shining in Yin Wutang's eyebrows was quite calm and gentle, and the corners of his lips were smiling, as if he had discovered some mystery of fate.

He didn't answer his younger brother's question directly, but simply repeated: "...Go home."

Before leaving, Yin Wutang inevitably glanced at the direction Jiang Xun was leaving.But unlike Yin Wuzhen, Yin Wutang knew in his heart that even if Jiang Xun made trouble again, nothing serious would happen.

At this time, Jiang Xun was already standing at the Tianmen with Luo Wushi whose legs were weak.

Looking at the majestic scene from afar, he thought the same thing as Yin Wutang.

Before he came, he had already thought through his purpose.

...the fairy world must never be destroyed.

Eliminating the immortal way and killing all the people of the immortal way, Jiang Xun is certainly proud of himself, but the sudden overthrow of the immortal world will cause immeasurable shock and damage to this world.

——How should ordinary people deal with themselves after overthrowing the fairy world and adoring the gods for thousands of years?

——Once Mo Dao takes the opportunity to counterattack, what should be done?

Of course, with Jiang Xun's power, it is not difficult to completely wipe out the demonic way, but once this happens, without the command, the people will re-differentiate into two ends and fight each other.

... The fighting is endless, the plotting is endless, and as long as there are people, it cannot be stopped.Not even the gods can stop this.

Just like the way of magic, there must be light in the world, and as long as there is light, there must be shadows, immortals and demons, good and evil, so that the world can reconcile yin and yang.

As for the idea of ​​"the emperor will take turns to come to my house next year", Jiang Xun just imagined it and never took it seriously.

...He doesn't want to be a god who balances the world and controls everything, because this is not the reason for his reincarnation for 130 years.

But most of those who attain the Tao are cultivated from mortal bodies, so they cannot avoid lust for good and evil.Jiang Xun never thought that he could avoid the vulgar, and he never thought that his likes and dislikes could become the moral standard of this world.

In other words, Jiang Xunlan, he just wants to live his life in peace...with Yujiu.

Thinking about it, Jiang Xun stepped closer to Tianmen.

The sharp-eyed soldiers on guard asked sharply, "Who is it?"

Jiang Xun didn't bother to look at them any more. He raised his finger and made a silent gesture: "Sleep, good boys."

With a simple command, the soldiers fell into a deep sleep, and the weapons in their hands fell to the ground.

He casually threw Luo Wushi into the barrier of Tianmen, and stepped into it himself.

Tianmen is an arched crouching dragon carved out of white marble. Upon sensing outsiders intruding into it, the dragon's head and phoenix eyes, which were originally like a dead thing, suddenly opened, and the slippery dragon scales on its body released thousands of colors. The dragon's mouth opened slightly, and its beard trembled. , let out a long and violent dragon cry.

Even if he knew the design of Tianmen, Jiang Xun was still frightened and took a step back, almost blurting out the sentence "Damn it".

Tianmen turns into a dragon and rushes towards Jiang Xun.

Resisting the urge to turn around and run, Jiang Xun held his breath and concentrated, mobilizing the breath in his body, making the inner alchemy that had turned into a void of golden light spin rapidly, and a light golden air mask flying around his body.

After touching this divine breath, the golden faucet froze in front of Jiang Xun's eyes, unable to move any further.

Its front paws leaned on the cloud space, trembled twice, but still couldn't hold it up, fell to its knees with a thud, and turned into the Tianmen again.

Jiang Xun was not polite at all, and his shot was like lightning, and he slammed on the Tianmen pillar with his bare hands.

There was only a loud noise that pierced the sky, and the Tianmen collapsed into pieces of jade.

The fairyland shook like thunder, and the terrifying noise resounded in all directions, reminding everyone in the fairyland that the cicada slave has returned.

...The cicada slave who was plotted to death by them twice has returned.

Jiang Xun kicked Luo Wushi, who was fighting between the two groups, and said calmly: "Go and make a report, and ask your immortal emperor to come out to meet him. I have a debt to settle with him."

... In a sense, Le Li's guess about Jiang Xun was not wrong.

Jiang Xun never thought about eradicating the fairy world from the beginning to the end, but correspondingly, he didn't intend to do anything to convince others with virtue.

...Why do we need to convince people with virtue?Why let the immortals realize their mistakes and then be convinced?

For normal people, most of them know which is good and which is bad, the difference is only whether they are willing to do it or not.

Since these people's values ​​have been stereotyped, and they cannot be easily killed once and for all, the only effective way is to intimidate.

Let them know fear, know fear, know that God is always above them, then they will be honest.

... The previous Cicada Nukong had strength, but in terms of temper, he was really too gentle.

Jiang Xun held the yin and yang, sat on the Tianmen with only one stone pier left, and while looking around, he raised his legs wildly.

It seems that I will come to this place often in the future.

……

In Wuxian Mountain thousands of miles away, the atmosphere is much more tense.

Gong's disciples knelt on the ground in front of the Fengzu Hall, Yu Miao was sitting in the main hall of the Fengzu Hall, wearing an official coat, holding a cup of tea, sipping slowly, without looking at it Gong Yichong and Lin Zhengxin were the first to kneel.

Gong Yichong's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and the back of the Chinese clothes was full of wetness. Lin Zhengxin couldn't stand it any longer. He organized his words, and asked softly in the most humble tone: " Mozu, why do you want to see my Sixteenth Young Master?"

Yu Miao calmly put the teacup back on the table: "Patriarch Gong has made great contributions to the devil, so accepting your only son as a disciple, is it so difficult?"

Gong Yichong's face turned pale, he lowered his head and said: "...the Demon Ancestor favors me, I should be very honored, but... the dog's mind is lost, I'm afraid he will run into the Demon Ancestor..."

Yu Miao frowned: "What do you mean? Is the Patriarch of the palace trying to evade?"

Hearing this, Gong Yichong's face turned blue and white for an instant, and he said repeatedly: "Don't dare! Don't dare!" He turned his head to Lin Zhengxin, "Zhengxin, why don't you bring the ice shoes?"

Lin Zhengxin was a little panicked: "...Master..."

Gong Yi was in a hurry, and scolded: "Hurry up!?"

Lin Zhengxin didn't dare to disobey any more, got up and took the order to leave, and when he completely disappeared at the door, Yu Miao seemed to inadvertently ask: "Patriarch Gong, this scar-faced man is so unsightly, but you always take him by your side, Who is he?"

Hearing the Demon Ancestor ask about Lin Zhengxin, Gong Yichong thought he had fallen into the Demon Ancestor's eyes, and hurriedly said with a smile: "This man is my adopted son, and he was brought up by me..."

Yu Miao tapped the cup lightly with his knuckles, and let out a Qingyue sound, interrupting Gong Yichong's words: "The Patriarch of the Palace really has no way to teach his children." As he spoke, he raised the corners of his lips, simply There was endless irony in Shan's sinister smile, "What does it have to do with him when we talk?"

Gong Yichong broke out in a profuse sweat immediately, and he didn't dare to mention Lin Zhengxin's credit for following him all these years. Nuonuo said, "He...he's a bit incompetent..."

Yu Miao made a comment: "I get tired of seeing him."

Yu Miao didn't say much besides, because Lin Zhengxin quickly brought Gong Yi over.

The young man has become thinner, and he no longer has the sharp edges and corners and the arrogance of throwing everything at him. His pupils are full of bewilderment, and the heavy iron chains on his body seem to pull him to the ground at any time. Cloth.

Yu Miao's face changed slightly: "What does this mean?"

Lin Zhengxin saw that the face of the demon ancestor was different, and he thought that Master would be blamed, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to defend his master: "Return to the demon ancestor, the sixteenth young master has lost his mind, and he will seek death if he seizes the opportunity, so..."

Gong Yichong suddenly opened his mouth and shouted violently: "Shut up! Hurry up and untie the ice shoe, what a shame!"

Lin Zhengxin was taken aback, and immediately shut up, but he didn't know what he did wrong, which offended Master, so he had to quickly remove the chain.

As soon as the iron chain was removed, Gong Yi immediately fell to the ground, as if extremely tired.

Yu Miao got up, walked in front of the dazed young man, and turned him over with his feet. During this turn, the young man's originally dark eyes suddenly flashed a sharp light, and a cold light in his palm went straight to Yu Miao. Throat away.

It's just that he didn't eat or drink for many days, and his mind was tired. Even if he tried his best to hit him, it was really not enough in the eyes of Yu Miao now.

He took Gong Yi's weak wrist, folded it down and pressed it down, and the thing in Gong Yi's hand fell to the ground with a thud.

...that's his nails.

A sharpened, sharpened thumbnail, a nail that had fallen off the tip of his finger.

The lustrous, plump and round nails are now shaped like a blade.

He was imprisoned here, he couldn't kill himself, when he couldn't suppress his grief and anger, he actually pulled out his own nails and hid them in the palm of his hand, waiting for the chance to die a heroic death.

Now that the assassination failed and he was caught again, he didn't feel timid at all, and there was a sense of relief in his expression.

He struggled to get up, looked directly at Yu Miao, and said hoarsely: "...to work with you, I, Gong Yi, would rather die!"

Yu Miao was frightened inwardly, but maintained his composure on the face, and cast a vague glance at Lin Zhengxin, who was also shocked by this scene and knelt on the ground sweating profusely.

After Gong Yichong noticed Yu Miao's gaze, and then looked at Lin Zhengxin, his heart became clearer.

...Didn't Mozu think that this assassination...was at the behest of his heart?After all, Lu Bing was tied up and pushed up to the hall by Lin Zhengxin, if the Demon Ancestor wanted to criticize him in this regard, Zhengxin would absolutely have to be involved.

It is said that this Demon Ancestor has a reckless temperament, so he may be suspicious.

If because of Lin Zhengxin, Wu Xianshan's future was delayed...

Just when Gong Yichong was thinking wildly, Yu Miao grabbed Gong Yi's wrist and turned to Gong Yichong with an inexplicable smile on his lips: "Patriarch Gong, your Sixteenth Young Master is very interesting, I want to have a private conversation with him Let’s have a chat here.” He glanced at Lin Zhengxin lightly again, and said with a smile, “As for how to deal with your family style, I will thank you, Patriarch Gong.”