Daozun and I turned the enemy into gay[Jian San]

Shu Yao opened his eyes in a daze, took three breaths to confirm that he did not die young, and went to the underworld early to meet the King of Hades.

After all, no one's underworld does not have the rich aura here.

He turned his wrist lightly, and found that his meridians were damaged and his magic breath was exhausted. Given his current condition, he probably could only bully the little monks who had just started.

Shu Yao was very calm, and even secretly thankful.

He swells back to swell, but he also knows that he can kill Rang Xuetian, which is already a fluke, and then escapes from the Seven Killers, and kills Wang Zhen and other kinds of things—

It was a fluke to save a life.

I don't remember the people who Shu Yao has made enemies with, there are too many to remember.

Shu Yao didn't remember anyone who could be kind to him at this time, it was so rare that there was none at all.

Simply don't worry about which kind-hearted person saved his life.

Shu Yao pushed open a window at the head of the bed, and what came into view was verdant vegetation, scattered flowers and trees, and the sound of the ding-dong of flowing springs leisurely coming from a clump of green bamboo forest in the distance.

Nine of the ten fairy house caves are dressed like that.

A big white goose flapped its wings and flew in through the window.

The fluttering sound of feathers rubbing against each other replaced the sound of spring water splashing on stones.

A huge black shadow enveloped Shu Yao's line of sight, separating him from the window.

The big white goose flapped its wings, and Shu Yao was almost pushed out of bed by it.

Shu Yao rubbed her face, shocked.

When the bones piled up under his sword, and the fame of Zhi Er Ye Cry was passed down, he probably never thought that he would be reduced to this point.

The tiger fell into Pingyang, the dragon was trapped in the shallows, and was bullied in the face by a big white goose.

He was angry.

The cold voice Jiying sensed the anger of the master, and let out a quiet clang.

The point of the sword touched the neck of the big white goose, Shu Yao calmly said: "For the sake of your master saving my life, I don't care about you today, get out."

The big white goose fluttered its wings, unafraid, and even wanted to laugh at Shu Yao "ga".

Shu Yao's cold voice and silent shadow accompanied him to fight for 300 years. There were countless dead souls under the sword. Mahayana did not know how many people he had killed, and even let the snowy sky worship the heavens. Looking at both immortals and demons, how many of them can not be afraid of the cold voice silent shadow sword Get angry?

Even in Mahayana, it was still difficult not to be moved by Shu Yao's cold voice.

But this big white goose can.

Immortal Cave Mansion - Shu Yao has already made a decision on its owner if he dares to get his hands on him at this time.

He was even more calm: "Don't think that your master is Daoist, I dare not stew you into soup."

Unexpectedly, Dao Zun has quite a personality, he does not raise dragons, phoenixes, auspicious unicorns, unicorns and white tigers, and Nuoda has a peak and lets a big white goose occupy the mountain as king.

Although they haven't met each other yet, Shu Yao feels a little less repulsive towards this Daoist in a strange way.

At this moment, Wei Heng opened the door and walked in.

The big white goose felt that someone was supporting him, so he stood up straighter and raised his head higher.

Lively and arrogant.

Shu Yao quickly threw the cold voice away, not caring at all whether the old buddy who has been with him for 300 years will be damaged.

After losing the cold voice and silent shadow, he weakly clutched his neck and leaned on the couch, pointing at the big white goose with trembling hands:

"Cough, you bit my neck, I see that your master is my savior, and I don't care about it with you, but the cold shadow in my hand has accompanied me in battle for 300 years, and I am famous. It insults me so much?"

The big white goose looked at Shu Yao in shock, stretched its neck and opened its mouth wide, even forgetting to make a rattling sound.

It is hard to imagine such a showy operation in the world.

Not only did he hold the tip of his sword against its neck on the site of his master Dao Zun, but he even dared to bite back and pour a basin of dirty water on this goose.

Wei Heng looked down at the white goose and didn't ask much.

He knew the bad nature of this goose that likes to provoke others, so he didn't say much when he heard the words, and skillfully lifted the white goose by its neck and threw it out of the door.

The remaining two remained relatively silent in the room.

Wei Heng spoke first: "Do you want to put some medicine on your neck?"

It's funny to say that one of them is a Taoist priest of the immortal way, and the other is a greedy wolf envoy of the demonic way, and there is always a faint sense of inconsistency in their usual positions.

This time, thanks to the big white goose, the two of them didn't fight with swords to the death; they didn't confront each other directly.

On the contrary, there is a bit of faint humor and helplessness, and the atmosphere is unexpectedly harmonious.

Shu Yao: "No, no need, what can a mere goose do to me?"

He was telling the truth.

Before the big white goose had time to take two bites of him, a cold voice and silent shadow pointed at his neck.

But from Wei Heng's point of view, it was Shu Yao who was in a trance and forced a smile.

The Greedy Wolf Envoy I met for the first time was neither domineering nor domineering.

Instead, he was a weak and pitiful kid bullied by geese.

Wei Heng sighed softly, picked up the cold silent shadow for Shu Yao, and deliberately put it far away.

He was not afraid that Shu Yao would become angry and kill someone with a sword.

Wei Heng was afraid that Shu Yao would not be able to think about it for a while, so he directly wiped his neck with a sword.

It is already very miserable for a normal person to be seriously injured, and to fall into the hands of the enemy and beg for mercy——

What's more, a person as arrogant and innocent as a greedy wolf envoy will be bullied by geese one day?

Wei Heng's voice was calm: "That goose was rude just now, it's because I didn't discipline it strictly, so I'm here to say no to Greedy Wolf."

Since Wei Heng lives here, it doesn't need to think too much, this must be the Xuanmiao Peak among the nine peaks of Xuanshan Mountain.

It really can't be blamed on Shu Yao's clumsy eyesight, blindness, and failure to recognize the residence of the Daoist.

It's just that this mysterious peak is neither perennially ice-snow-capped and piercingly bitter; nor is it as gorgeous and graceful as the Nine Heavens Immortal Palace with its multi-layered buildings.

How to grow how to grow, like all the ordinary immortals in the world, at best it can be said to be fresh and refined.

Translated, it is very featureless and boring.

It doesn't have the face that Xiandao No.1 should have.

Some are just a fat white goose that is noisy and flapping its wings.

But when Wei Heng stood beside the bed, his face was like ice and snow, and when he glanced at him with his black eyes, he seemed to be able to glimpse the eternal night from it. Of course there were stars moving around, the bright moon was bright and dazzling, and there were more precipitations. It is the coldness and emptiness that has never changed since ancient times.

Hope and respect.

This one glance alone can make people realize that this mountain, which looks quite like a farmhouse, is the highest peak in the eyes of hundreds of millions of practitioners.

Shu Yao was not afraid of him.

No matter how inscrutable and emotionally condensed, Wei Heng is a Daoist who raises geese after all.

It is still a big white goose that can be very noisy.

He asked with a soothing smile: "Is this the goose raised by Dao Zun?"

Wei Heng nodded slightly, "It's the goose raised by Master, and after his old man passed away, he will give it to me to raise."

Wei Heng didn't think too much, when Shu Yao asked about the origin of the goose, he answered truthfully.

Shu Yao thought about it a little more, thinking that Wei Heng was implying that he was a goose with a strong background and a strong backing, so he couldn't just slaughter it casually, and cooked stewed goose soup to nourish his body.

Tsk, what a pity.

Who told people to bow their heads under the eaves?

"Why did you kill Rang Xuetian?"

What Wei Heng asked was something that many people wanted to ask Shu Yao, but dared not.

A savior should have some privileges.

For example, the right to know the truth.

Shu Yao brushed his finger over the gem inlaid on the hilt of Han Sheng Ji Ying's sword, raised his head and said with a smile, "Because I want to take Xue Tian's place and become the Supreme Demon Dao."

He blinked his eyelashes, and smiled narrowly: "Then unify the magic way, and bring the magic way to join the immortal way."

Wei Heng looked at him speechlessly, thinking, you think how stupid I am.Will you believe the second half of your words?

However, Shu Yao was still talking there, from "I had a dream when I was a child" to "Later, I felt that Ren Xuetian was different from other demon cultivators. He was a good person who could lead the demon path on the right track and join him."

Looking at the momentum, the next step is to find out that Rang Xuetian is actually in the same nest as other demon cultivators, so he feels the pain of being deceived and kills Rang Xuetian without stopping.

Sure enough, Shu Yao's voice was full of emotion, and he was heartbroken: "It wasn't until recently that I realized that Ren Xuetian was just like the other demon cultivators. I hated him for his treachery and heartlessness. With the idea that if I don't go to hell, whoever will go to hell, I killed him with a single sword." To let that guy Xuetian."

Wei Heng watched him silently for a while, his singing and writing were excellent.

The Xuanshan Taoist cultivator he is in is most particular about a pure heart and asceticism, and the unity of man and nature. The 20-year-old youth can't wait to put on a [-]-year-old posture with a straight face.

Such as Shu Yao who made up stories without batting an eyelid, Wei Heng was not annoyed that his lies were full of low character, but he felt that there was something novel and funny.

This Greedy Wolf Envoy is a little different from other demon cultivators.

However, he has been cultivating his mind for a long time, and this fresh breath is like a poor little wave rising on the surface of the vast expanse of clear blue sea, which disappears in an instant, and the waves are as before.

By the time Shu Yao finished talking about his grievances and resentments with Rang Xuetian, and the dream of being cruelly let down when he was young, he was already a little out of breath.

After all, it is a person who is seriously injured, so it is not advisable to get excited and use too much force.

Wei Heng handed him a cup of warm tea, and asked a question that Shu Yao said had nothing to do with cows and horses: "It sounds like you don't like other demon cultivators very much."

Holding the warm tea, Shu Yao raised the corners of his lips: "Although I am a demon cultivator, I am also a good person."

Maybe someone will believe it.

This idea inexplicably popped out of Wei Heng's mind.

Shu Yao's appearance is too good.He sat on the bed and smiled, with long black hair hanging down, and a few pure white goose feathers remained on the bright red shirt that covered him.

Under the interlacing of black, white and red, it sets him off like a branch of bright red plum blossom passing by the edge of a sword, which is clear and colorful, and has a strong character.At the same time, it is dazzling and dazzling, but it is absolutely difficult to fall into the state of inferiority.

Wei Heng no longer entangled with Shu Yao about who is good and who is bad.

He believes that seeing is believing, and the smoke and clouds in the rumors can't be true after all.

I even believe that Shu Yao will be hard to be a bad person if he is with him during this recuperation period.

Wei Heng has this confidence and confidence.

He ranks first in the immortal way, and has suppressed the demon way with a sword for 300 years. Counting the birth of Xue Tian, ​​he is still truly, unquestionably invincible in the way of the sword, and number one in the world.

So Wei Heng went straight to the point: "The envoy of Seven Killers said that you took the risk and killed Xuetian because Xuetian had the secret to make people ascend to immortality in the Ziwei Secret Realm."

And in this world, there has been no one who has ascended to immortality for more than a thousand years.