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

The murderous intent that broke out when Po Jun was on the verge of collapse could not be hidden from others, but he could not hide the smoke from holding a sword since childhood, and has been through countless battles so far.

He didn't care about anything else, he took a step forward and hurriedly persuaded: "Junior Sister Jingyue wants to open up."

Sword repair is worthy of being a sword repair.

Citing Changyan, among the many well-used comforting words such as "Where is there no fragrant grass at the end of the world", "Take a step back and open the sea and the sky", etc., which can be copied at will, stunned and choked out a unique sentence:

"After all, the sun and the moon shine on the jade—"

It is the undisputed number one in the world.

Breaking the military:"……"

He was already a bit dissatisfied with simply hammering Shu Yao.

Po Jun even wanted to hammer with Ci Changyan.

But the words "Ri Yue Zhao Bi" were like a basin of cold water, slamming from head to toe to extinguish Po Jun's anger ruthlessly, making him stop opening and closing his fan.

He looked across the rows of tables and stools in the wine shop, the smell of wine and meat, steaming heat intertwined with gossip floating around.

Maybe it's the trivial things that the parents talk about, or they listen to the wind and the rain, giving full play to the rich imagination of the people, and talking about current political events in a four-faced way while eating and drinking.

At the end of the fireworks are Shu Yao and Wei Heng.

Wei Heng was frozen in place for a moment by Shu Yao's sudden action.

He didn't care about the wine that was choking in his throat because of Shu Yao's almost brutal approach.

Wei Heng wrapped his arms around Shu Yao's waist.

Wei Heng remembered that when he held Shu Yao's waist for the first time, he was thin and thin, but he was as strong as the pines and bamboos on the peak, and the ice and snow on the cliff, which was indestructible.

This time is different.

Soft and tough, like the warmed ice and snow melted into spring water, melting in the palm of the person.

Wei Heng clasped the waist under his palms, and actually picked up Shu Yao in the air, and let him sit on his body.

The wine was entangled between the lips and tongue for an unknown number of times, and was finally swallowed by the two of them.

Shu Yao grabbed Wei Heng's shoulder, he was drunk, his face was flushed, his eyes were blurred, "I still want to drink."

Even a truly hard-hearted man would be shaken for a moment by his appearance at this moment.

What's more, Wei Heng is not.

He could only sigh silently, and then when he wanted to pour Shu Yao another glass in a very conniving gesture, Shu Yao stopped him in vain.

His eyes were rippling with drunkenness, and the sparkling eyes were more sparkling and moving than the fine wine in the glass: "I don't want the one in the glass."

Shu Yao stretched out her finger and poked Wei Heng lightly: "I want yours."

"..."

In the end, Wei Heng walked out of the wine shop with Shu Yao, who was unknown about his personnel.

He walks calmly and has a calm demeanor, and he doesn't seem to be a person who criticizes half of the wine shop with the eyes of "the young people nowadays are really immoral".

Pojun and Yinchangyan have mixed feelings.

Po Jun asked him, "Do you drink?"

Yin Changyan slapped the sword: "Drink!"

As the number of drinks increased, the expressions of the two also changed.

From being silent at the beginning, with each other having their own ghosts, to now faintly excited, as if brewing a majestic emotion.

Po Jun was the first to break the eerie silence.

He patted Ci Changyan's shoulder vigorously, almost shaking him back and forth:

"The stupidest thing I've ever done in my life was 200 years ago, when I saw that Shu Yao was good-looking, I went blind and struck up a conversation with him for a moment."

"He has caused big and small troubles for 200 years, and he has never stopped. For the sake of brotherhood, I endured it."

"He is hot-headed, and he wants to turn against Ren Xuetian Qisha, and it also makes me have to carry the sun and the moon with him. For the sake of brotherhood, I will bear it."

"In the end, he tricked me to this extent! Not only did he push me to the world, but he also harmed my reputation, and sent me to the sun and the moon."

Po Jun grabbed the lead cigarette, burst into tears, regretting his past: "Why do you think there are such brothers and friends in this world?"

Yin Changyan also wept along with him.

Although the mind eroded by alcohol is not very able to support Yin Changyan to understand what Po Jun is talking about, this does not prevent Yin Changyan from being deeply infected by Po Jun's impassioned atmosphere.

He half-opened his eyes, and began to complain about Po Jun:

"I learned swords at the age of six. When I entered Taoism, I was surprised to hang upside down. The famous sword Mingzhu went out to sea to recognize the master. Everyone in the family said that I was more like a successor to the Taoist priest than Huaishuangjian in Xuanshan Mountain."

Breaking the military:"……"

He couldn't control himself from telling the truth: "Since I was born, Daoxuan Jianshan and Xuanshan have fought each other for hundreds of years, and no one has accepted the other. Are you sure you were not pushed out by Daoxuan Jianshan to fight Xuanshan?"

Yin Changyan was drunk, and didn't bother to argue with him: "At that time, I began to hear the reputation of Dao Zun, saying that he was number one in the world, that he was as bright as the sun and the moon, and had a pure heart."

"Later, when I entered the Daotai, although I was not fortunate enough to worship Dao Zun as my teacher, I was also grateful to him for teaching swordsmanship. At that time, I thought in my heart, if I can't be like him, I should learn his sword."

Yin Changyan clenched his fist and thumped the table heavily.

I was so surprised that the dishes on the table flew off.

Yin Changyan said bitterly: "At that time, I never thought that Dao Zun would be thinking of Greedy Wolf Envoy in his heart, but he was holding his own disciple in his arms!"

Po Jun let out a sigh: "The same is the end of the world."

Citing Changyan continued: "Why do we need to know each other when we meet again?"

When he knocked on the table with his wine glass, there was a dull sound: "Come! Drink!"

The two of them coincidentally felt a little sympathy for each other, wishing they could hug each other and let out pitiful sobs.

At this time, an older brother happened to pass by, and he couldn't help but look at them more, and said with contempt: "Why are young people today cuddling in broad daylight like wine shops?"

This is already the second pair he has seen today.

The eldest brother sighed "the world is going down, it's indecent", while feeling "it's really not as good as one generation", and walked away full of worries.

Citing Changyan let go of his hand in embarrassment.

He regained his senses and hurriedly defended: "No, I don't think so."

He is just a swordsman who should be diligent in practicing swords.

He never thought of imitating the showmanship of the group of Demon Venerable Seven Killers, and forcibly snatching the sweethearts of his acquaintances and childhood sweethearts.

Po Jun also booed angrily at the big brother: "I've been in thousands of flowers, and I never bothered to use such methods if I want to seduce people!"

They didn't really understand what the other was saying.

But when the two exchanged glances at each other, they became more certain of one thing:

This is my real fellow.

The friendship between Po Jun and Yin Changyan was quickly sublimated.

******

When Shu Yao opened his eyes, it was the early morning of the second day.

He used the Yunshang Heart Sutra yesterday regardless of his own situation, to the point of exhaustion, and then went to a wine shop to get drunk, and it was reasonable that he couldn't remember what happened that night.

But Shu Yao saw that his whole body was in good shape, and that the cold voice and silent shadow were lying quietly in the position where it should be in the Qiankun bag, so he couldn't help but feel relieved.

It seems that there should not be a farce of drunken wolves making trouble in Chang'an city yesterday.

Shu Yao walked down from the inn where they were temporarily staying, and saw Po Jun and Yin Changyan sitting opposite each other in the lobby having breakfast.

Shu Yao was really at a loss as to what he would drink when he was drunk.

When he was the most drunk, he once picked up all the guests in a huzhu with a sword, and was not satisfied. He turned around and demolished most of his palace, and no one could persuade him.

On the second day after Po Jun waited for him to sober up, he condemned him with a handsome face with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Let Xuetian be silent when he sees it, and Qi Sha will cry when he sees it.

Anyway, later on, every time Shu Yao was about to drink, Hongluan, Tianyao and the two took turns wishing to admonish Shu Yao to death by grabbing their heads—

Finally, it managed to escape from the hands of the greedy wolf envoy, the master behind the Yidhu Pearl, and saved the title of the most romantic land of the Yidhu Pearl.

There are precedents of blood and tears, and Shu Yao is not very sure whether he will perform an earth-shattering feat when he is drunk.

After all, if Wei Heng was involved to clean up the mess for him, Shu Yao's conscience would still hurt a little.

Even he himself hadn't realized it, it seemed that as soon as the name Wei Heng was mentioned, Shu Yao had unlimited confidence in his heart that he would have no worries.

is trust.

He never realized that he was always looking forward to helping Wei Heng more and causing him less trouble.

Not just out of gratitude to the savior who reached out to him several times.

It's more like treating very important and close people with a cherished heart.

Shu Yao took two steps forward, feeling apprehensive, and just about to ask Po Jun about his performance last night, he saw Po Jun looking over with a defensive face.

The indifference and alienation around him, even three feet away, can be clearly perceived by Shu Yao.

Shu Yao: "???"

He cautiously asked: "Jingyue, did I—"

Getting drunk and crazy?

Before he could finish speaking, Po Jun interrupted him and said, "Shu Yao, although we did have a good friendship once."

The boulder that Shu Yao's heart fell was three points heavier.

Po Jun wished to break with him once and for all, cut off his robe and made a clear line, and said resolutely: "But after last night, we have been entangled with each other, let each other go, and owe nothing to anyone."

Po Jun no longer wanted to worry about when the Sun and Moon Zhaobi hanging above his head would strike him with a sword unprepared.

He even dared not imagine what Qisha's reaction would be after knowing his identity as Jingyue.

The more I think about it, the more desolate I feel, and the more I think about it, the more I feel discredited.

Shu Yao's heart thumped.

The last time Po Jun said that to him was when he turned against Qi Sha.

He closed his eyes, somewhat anticipating his drunken appearance: "Tell me Jingyue, did I demolish the capital city of Jin State last night, or did I demolish the city wall of Jin State as well?"

It's actually not that serious.

Break the army's heart.

You just kissed Dao Zun forcefully last night and entangled with him sticky for a long time.

Not right either.

For a while, Po Jun couldn't tell whether it was serious to tear down the walls of the Jin Kingdom's palace, or whether he was using wine to pretend to be crazy, to be strong, to be a relative, to respect Taoism and to be evil.

But he thoroughly saw through the essence of Shu Yao's so-called ruthless way.

So he sneered: "Don't you know what you did last night?"

Yin Changyan also disapproved and said: "I am an outsider, so I don't want to talk about the private affairs of the younger brother, but the younger brother has done things by himself, at least he has to be brave, so why bother to pester Senior Sister Jingyue again?"

Shu Yao: "..."

He couldn't imagine what a terrible thing he had done.

Shu Yao walked out of the inn, his whole body was full of solemnity.

He looked up gravely.

Well, the sky hasn't cracked open yet.

He looked down gravely.

Very good, the earth is also normal.

He looked around gravely.

Very well, the palace is still a majestic and luxurious palace, the city walls are still thick and strong, and all the buildings retain the appearance when he came.

Shu Yao was at a loss.

So what did I do to make Po Jun hide from Mo Shen like a snake and scorpion, and make Yin Changyan follow him along?

Could it be that he gave Po Jun a serious beating yesterday?

Not to mention that Po Jun looks radiant, obviously not like someone who has been severely beaten up, but he doesn't look like such a madman either.

Not to mention forcing your friend to wear women's clothing, and beating him up when you're done.

When Shu Yao thought about it, he felt like a wolf-hearted dog. He shuddered and rejected this possibility.

At the door, he met Gu Chibi who hurried in.

Shu Yao stopped her and shouted, "Senior Sister Gu!"

He asked: "May I ask Senior Sister Gu, was there a vision in the city yesterday?"

Gu Chibi was baffled by his question: "Yesterday there were too many visions in the capital city. First, the Seven Killers came to the city, followed by several confrontations, and finally got rid of the demon seeds. Which one will Junior Brother Shu want to ask?"

Shu Yao: "It happened after I drank yesterday."

"Junior Brother Shu still drank last night?" Gu Chibi said "Oh" casually, even more inexplicably: "No, everything is as usual."

Instead of comforting Shu Yao, her words made him even more confused.

Gu Chibi didn't care about this much, she came and went in a hurry, and just said: "I have some important articles to write, if Junior Brother Shu is free, I'll go back to my room first."

Shu Yao couldn't help admiring Gu Chi's spirit of never stopping writing.

And I was sincerely ashamed of the vulgar and superficial doubts that Gu Chibi was not like an academy student: "I never thought that Senior Sister Gu would be such a good scholar."

"General."

Gu Chi replied as usual, without taking it seriously, "I would also like to thank Junior Brother Yin and Junior Sister Jingyue, they gave me inspiration and materials."

Shu Yao: "???"

He doesn't have a deep relationship with Yin Changyan, so he can be let go for the time being.

Maybe under the appearance of the sword cultivator, there is a heart of erudition hidden in the past and the present?

But breaking the army? ? ?

When did he reach the point where he could provide inspiration and materials for Gu Chi's pen?

Brother 200 years, Shu Yao still don't know how many catties and ounces Pojun has, how much ink is in his stomach?

He lost his mind and said perfunctorily: "Junior Sister Jingyue is really knowledgeable and talented."

Hearing this, Gu Chibi stopped in his tracks.

She looked at Shu Yao with pity, but also as if she was ignorant of him and condemned him all the time: "Junior Sister Jingyue really knows a lot, it's refreshing."

Shu Yao: "???"

This time it was Shu Yao's turn to suspect life.

Is the mirror moon in Gu Chi's pen the Pojun he knew?

It is a sentence that truly reflects the way of heaven and reincarnation:

If you don't believe me, look up, who the heavens have forgiven.

So when he saw Wei Heng, he felt a familiar sense of relief.

Shu Yao opened his mouth and asked, "Dao Zun, after I got drunk last night, did I do anything out of the ordinary?"

Wei Heng: "No, you can relax and don't go out of your way."

Although when Wei Heng looked at him, he seemed to be different than before, a bit strange.

But Shu Yao is not very concerned.

Since he went out this morning, he has been baptized by three people with rather strange eyes.

One more Wei Heng is not more, one less Wei Heng is not much.

He relaxed, "That's good, I'm afraid I'll get drunk and lose my temper, and cause trouble for Dao Zun."

Wei Heng paused for a moment, then said: "You don't have to be so contemplative, I also mean it."

Shu Yao didn't hear the second half of Wei Heng's sentence.

He immersed himself in the joy that he was able to successfully control himself with amazing willpower once he was drunk.

He completely forgot about Po Jun's abnormal situation in the morning, and only in Wang Yang's joy, he allocated a small amount of attention to Po Jun.

Shu Yao thought ruthlessly: Maybe Po Jun hates women's clothing and blamed me.

And hypocritically, politely shed a drop of crocodile tears for Po Jun.

He and Wei Heng walked side by side in the Jin capital.

Behind him, the roof tiles receded, and the green hill gradually appeared in front of his eyes.

Wei Heng asked him: "Would you like to go to Qingshanzong to meet your elder brother?"

"No need."

Shu Yao shook his head, "After the last farewell, I specifically asked someone to send back the elixir that can prolong life and increase vitality, and at the same time attach the news of the death certificate."

He must be looking at the majestic corner of the green hill, as if he wanted to pass through the secluded ancient cypresses and see the people inside: "He has a sect he belongs to with all his heart and soul, and he is regarded as the disciple of his own son and nephew, and the brother he thinks of as his own." Has a great place to go.”

"It's already the best ending."

He is just a person from another world who transmigrated to replace Shu Ning's mother and younger brother after his mother's death.

The greedy wolf envoys who have killed countless demons are by no means the so-called arrogant sons, the first disciples of Dao Zun.

Shu Yao looked away.

At this moment, his eyes are smiling again, his lips are curved like a moon, and his face is graceful and heart-wrenching: "When everything settles down, and I have finished taking care of the affairs of the devil, maybe I can untie the knot and meet again."

What Shu Yao cares about is whether Xuetian, Qisha, and those who belong to Gusha are dead or alive.

As for the other things, Shu Yao didn't care much about the dignity of the master of the demonic way and the majesty of ordering hundreds of millions of demon cultivators.

It's better to hand over the magic way to Wei Heng.

Maybe when the time comes, I will be able to continue working as the chief apprentice of Dao Zun as a doctor for a long time, and I can come to see Shu Ning without worrying about being exposed.

Wei Heng said to him slowly: "Ayao, it's not your fault, you do the best you can."

When he held the sword, the sun and the moon shone on the edge of the edge, the fairy and the devil, no one dared to plunder it, and it was too late to dodge it.

But when it was Wei Heng's turn to comfort Xie Jie, the situations were completely opposite.

Those who were comforted by him might really want to beat him back.

Wei Heng only said briefly for a while: "Whether you come or not next time, I will be with you."

******

The demon seeds were all dispersed by Shu Yao with jumping pearls and regrets, and most of the remaining trivial matters were trivial and not difficult. In addition, the emperor was in charge of dealing with the aftermath for them, and the matter of the demon seeds quickly subsided.

The list of the top [-] disciples who slayed the most demons in the two realms of Yuanying and Huashen was soon released accordingly.

The disciples circled around the notice posted in front of the gate of Xuanshan Mountain, first clicked their tongues in admiration and made a commotion, and soon discovered in the communication with each other that most of the two hundred disciples had gone to the capital of the Jin Kingdom.

They couldn't help saying: "Although the capital city of the Jin Kingdom is the most prosperous place in the world, it bears the brunt of the disaster, but just looking at the number of demons killed by fellow Taoists in the capital city, one can imagine the predicament they faced at the beginning."

The disciple who was talking to him happened to have gone to the capital of the Jin Kingdom. Hearing this, he said embarrassingly: "Where is it? My fellow Taoist has a great reputation, but in fact it is nothing more than that."

The disciple looked at his humility with admiration and respected him: "Oh? I haven't killed many demons, but I have already experienced some hardships."

After a few days, the disciple still felt pain in his heart when he recalled the vicissitudes of life:

"The most difficult thing to deal with is not the devil itself, but the common people. If they don't think I'm alarmist, pretending to be a ghost to cheat them of money; if they don't think I'm cranky and hysterical—"

He yelled out his heart that was still surging a few days after the accident: "If it weren't for the fact that they were real demons, who would take the risk of being drowned in spittle, smashed with rotten eggs, and pointed at by an eighty-year-old woman?" Are you doing such a thankless thing?"

The disciples in the capital felt sorry for him: "It's really hard for fellow Taoist."

"No, it's nothing." The disciple wiped away his tears, and said with emotion: "Compared to what you have suffered, Fellow Daoist, it's really hard for me to catch up with you."

The disciple was completely overwhelmed by the noble sentiments of the disciples in the capital.

Obviously I walked through the sea of ​​fire and climbed the mountain of knives, but I turned around and felt sorry for the worries of those who climbed the hills——

What kind of noble sentiment and tolerance is this with the world in mind?

The capital disciple blushed from his praise, lowered his head and said, "No, actually I didn't suffer anything."

The disciple whimpered twice, it was hard to imagine such a humble and compassionate person in this world.

It's like a bodhisattva descending to earth and a saint reborn.

He listened to the disciples in the capital with full respect and continued to say: "The people in the capital are very kind and enthusiastic. They often applaud us. Although we don't need ordinary people's coins, they still give us a lot of rewards."

Ah? ? ?

The disciple was stunned.

Could it be that small towns are so different from the people in the capital?

He was in disbelief.

Could it be that customs and culture can make people so different?

The capital disciple recalled the past, couldn't help showing a little smile, and said embarrassingly: "Oh, it's just that it's a bit difficult to do tricks. My practice is too earthy, so it's not interesting. At most, I can build them a house or something on flat ground."

"It's not like my senior brother who can transform into a water dragon, which is very majestic. Senior sister can transform into a fire wind, with feathers like life, and can spit water and fire at the same time. It's fun. Everyone who has seen it says it's good."

disciple:"?????"

He tried his best to maintain his sanity: "Listen to what fellow daoist said, did you go to the capital to do tricks?"

"That's right." The capital disciple said regretfully, "It's a pity that fellow Taoists didn't come to the capital. Back then, when we couldn't see us, the streets were full of jugglers, calling for mortals to come to my side, wanting to kill a few more demons..."

"Hey! Fellow Daoist, what's the matter with you?!"

The capital disciple saw his companion's eyes rolled, and he looked like he couldn't hold on and fainted. He worried, "Is it too exhausting to kill the demons?"

It was good that he didn't mention the devil seed, but if he mentioned it, it became the last straw that crushed his disciples.

Make him close his eyes, kick his legs, and don't know about personnel.

Perhaps in the dream, he would be happier than in the cruel reality.

Shu Yao was walking in the market at the foot of Xuanshan Mountain.

This time to slay the demon species, he deservedly ranked first.

Shu Yao had made up his mind early on, but he came here casually for a cutscene, and didn't bother to care about the rankings. The disciples behind him were headed by Xuanshan, holding the words "the first disciple of the Taoist is worthy of being the first disciple of the Taoist" and the head of the inverted sword mountain, There are two schools of opinion that "he is a medical practitioner, how can he be able to rank first".

Even if the disciples who hold two opinions are full of anger, they can't wait to fight to determine the superiority in the next moment.

Even disciples from both factions came to pull him and asked him which side he thought was more correct.

Shu Yao was as immovable as a mountain, and with his weak and innocent demeanor of "I'm sorry I don't know Dao Zun's first disciple" and "I'm just an ordinary doctor", he aroused Jian Xiu's love and compassion, and successfully broke out of the encirclement.

He deliberately went down the mountain once, of course not to see an expected list.

I want to find some way to entertain myself.

After all, Pojun once again unilaterally cut off the communication with Shu Yao, feeding geese with Wei Heng all the time, playing cards with Xuanhe Peak Master, Jiang Yunya and others, which is quite boring.

Shu Yao picked a stall with the most disciples around and the loudest whispers and stopped.

Judging from the reaction of the disciples, it is expected that the scriptures sold here should be worth seeing.

With such thoughts in mind, Shu Yao casually opened a book.

A casual smile froze on his face.