The Immortal Lord of Wanfa was still wondering what kind of sentiment it was that made Yan Juntao have the identity of peace of mind to live in such a small courtyard in a square and play teaching games with a group of children.

Is it love? Is it responsibility?

Then, the Immortal Lord of Wanfa felt that Yan Juntao had not covered anything. He stood under the vine and realized that Yan Juntao had embarked on a side path similar to the path of education! Now that his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, he may be able to anger those demon cultivators who have grown rapidly with their cultivation.

"...It's really not." Yan Juntao didn't need the Immortal Lord of Wanfa to say anything, but just saw the strange light in his eyes. He was not interested in walking on the road of education because there were already saints of education.

When you follow this path and ascend to the Great Wilderness in the future, you will be destined to fight the saint who has been around for a long time. The probability of death is too high.

There is only one Taoist fruit, the winner is the king, and the loser is reincarnated and rebuilt.

Yan Juntao heard a lot of gossip about the disputes between the great way from the pen Tengzhe in his previous life. What really makes the saints beat the life-and-death is not the opposite of each other's Tao, but the same way they want to prove. For the only Tao, every saint must step on the corpses of one or two enemies, especially the popular Taos similar to Yin and Yang, life, killing, etc., which is really full of corpses under the saint throne. Every time they have to fight with the courage to snatch their holy position.

The most tiring thing is the demon saint who has achieved enlightenment by killing. More than half of the demon cultivators are keen on the path of killing, just like cutting melons and vegetables, killing relatives and friends, killing lovers, and saints will cut them down.

There is also a challenger of the Great Way of Reincarnation and reincarnation for more than twenty lifetimes. Every time he walks the Great Way of Reincarnation. Whether he has the memory of the previous life or not, his beliefs are so firm. The probability of becoming a saint is also very high, but every time he comes up, he cannot beat a true saint of reincarnation. He will reincarnation and reincarnation every time. After tens of thousands of years, he will see her tenacious figure again.

The saint of reincarnation who fought with her was almost in love. Unfortunately, as long as she did not change her own way, they were destined to die.

The only one who has never challenged others or been challenged by others is Meng Gengzhuo and Yan Juntao.

Zhugengzhe's idea of ​​thinking is really weird. Before he ascended by himself, no one even thought that he could become a saint with his brains. This meant that Zhugengzhe would not be challenged, except for him, because no one's idea could reach this point.

Yan Juntao only ascended for a year, the Great Wilderness collapsed and he could not wait for the people who challenged his avenue.

It is not easy for every sanctified person.

There was a challenger who was unwilling to give up and looked at his senior resentfully before his death, cursing in a whim: "You have just taken an opportunity to be born before me. Before you, no one picked your Taoist fruit. You can easily sit firmly in this position without a challenge. Anyone can be replaced, even a pig!"

The saint was disdainful of explanation and sent the other party to reincarnation. He just left a sentence: "If you can't even understand which one you and me are more likely to attain enlightenment, then you really cannot become a saint."

The battle for the great way will never end.

The object that later generations need to fight is their predecessors, and they are just the previous generations who go further before their path.

But what the predecessors need to fight is Tao itself.

"Who didn't achieve the holy position after a lifetime of death?" The saint who wrote the pen in his previous life said that his mind was simply cruel. When picking the fruit of Tao, it could change into any shape. As long as it thinks, it can be done. The obscene way that no one has proved can only show that there are more martyrs in the previous generation than other ways, so many that even later generations don't know that there is still such a way.

Kill, it's been a long way to go. Yan Juntao doesn't know why, but he often thinks about his previous life recently. Maybe after the nonsense of his desire to change the Great Wilderness came out, he was beaten to death and was unwilling to be suppressed again.

In reality, the Immortal Lord of Wanfa was still asking: "Then what's going on with you, Daluo Jinxian?" They haven't seen each other for a year, right?

"I went to the former residence of the Saint of Penting and Tingting," Yan Juntao explained.

"Oh, there, there is indeed something evil there." Everyone knows that the Saint of Penting is about to complete the breakthrough from Daluo Golden Immortal to Quasi-saint to Saint in his former residence, which is so fast that it is dazzling.

In later generations, many people wanted to try their luck at the former residence of the saint. There were few successes, but there were not completely no examples. Similar to those who had been stuck in the bottleneck for many years, they broke through after going to the former residence. So the spread of it became more and more evil. It has almost become a place for pilgrimage to many immortals. This is also the reason why the alchemy competition at the commemoration of the saint is so popular. Many people believe that if they can enter the former residence, they will have a higher probability of breakthrough.

The Immortal Lord of Wanfa was very familiar with him and sat on the recliner next to Yan Juntao, sighing with the feeling of Shui Nianhua: "I went to try my luck back then, but unfortunately I was destined to be destined to be destined."

The efforts made by the Immortal Lord of Wanfa have made to become a saint are so much that he can list a list from Huang Zengtian to Xiao Luotian, but he just can't ascend, so he's so angry.

The Immortal Lord of Wanfa and the "Old Master Yan" who lived a health life ahead of time together, enjoying the rare afternoon in summer, eating the cheapest red soil watermelon, and relieving the heat from the most primitive fan. The fan is still activated by the immortal power. It cannot be more simple.

However, after lying for a while, the Immortal Lord of Wanfa also understood the comfort and naturalness: "You will enjoy it."

Yan Juntao's recliner was shaking and drowsy in the mottled shadows of the trees.

"You can sleep even?" The Immortal Lord Wanfa pointed to a group of young children who were screaming and energetic. I don't know who took the lead and played the game of eagle catching chickens. Whether it was someone who caught people or was caught, it didn't seem to be more flexible than his skills, but more like a contest of "whoever shouted higher".

"I like the excitement." Yan Juntao's eyes were almost closed. He liked the feeling of everyone being together, and even the chattering that others felt very annoyed was particularly ignorant in his opinion.

"Just be happy." Among the powerful people known to the Immortal Lord of Wanfa, even if he has a status, Yan Juntao is probably the most down-to-earth person.

"What are you here to do for me?" The implication is that if you have nothing to do, don't disturb me.

"Escort the love between you and Rong Xisui." If you want to say that in this world, except Yan Juntao and Rong Xisui, who else wants them to be together the most is the Immortal Lord of the Wanfa. He just wanted to kneel down and beg them to be together smoothly.

Yan Juntao: “…”

"Do you have any preliminary ideas? I'll give you a complete set." Although the Immortal Lord Wanfa was the small courtyard where Yan Juntao, who came from, was in, he prepared a team before coming to Huang Zengtian, and was ready to wait for the summoning at any time.

"Where did you know the news?" Yan Juntao frowned.

"The mountain man has his own trick." The Immortal Lord of Wanfa refused to hand over the channels for him to obtain information in case all roads were blocked, so he could not always care about his saint's guarantee.

"Is it really good for you to betray your Taoist friend like this?"

"What's wrong with it?" The Immortal Lord of Wanfa was righteous, "I believe that if his key to becoming a saint was to sell me, he would definitely not even blink his eyes."

No immortal doesn't want to become a saint, but the probability of becoming a saint is getting smaller and smaller, but this has even more aroused the immortals who are almost fading out of their lives.

"I do have an idea." Yan Juntao also became interested, opened his eyes and came over.

"Let me tell me, I'll give you some touches."

*

When Rong Xi returned, Yan Juntao was pretending to be fine and practicing singing with a group of little fairies and fairies. Being good at music is also a very important part of the six arts of gentlemen. Even if he doesn't know how to sing in all the five tones, he must at least appreciate and appreciate. What Shusheng Ye taught the children was not just exams, but more about teaching them to be human beings and everything they might use for the sake of their future.

Recently, Yan Juntao planned to pretend not to know. When Shusheng Ye came back to teach himself, he just needed to follow the exam content to let the children learn.

But later, the Immortal Lord of Wanfa came and tried to change Yan Juntao's mind.

This was the first time Rong Xisui heard Yan Juntao sing something.

In fact, this is indeed the first time Yan Juntao played the piano and was able to move. He had no interest in entertainment in his previous life, whether it was eating, drinking, having fun, or playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. He had never tried it, and had no idea whether he was good at it. Now, it is quite easy for him to get started.

At the beginning, I just planned to teach Yan Juntao to play the most basic immortal emperor of Gong Shang Jiao Huiyu, silently shed tears. Really, genius and other things can't be even more annoying! I thought it was a bronze, but I didn't expect it to be a king!

It doesn't give ordinary immortals any way to survive.

Under the guidance of the Immortal Lord of All Fascination, Yan Juntao quickly mastered the rules and began to play "Qingjiao Song" with a bumpy and bumpy look. According to legend, this is a music created by Huangdi after summoning ghosts and gods from all over the world to gather in Mount Xitai. The melody is sad and exciting, and it is truly shocking the world and weeping ghosts and gods. Because there is also divine power in the music, mortals will even lose their blessings after listening to it, causing disasters.

If the immortal plays it, it is at most because it cannot motivate the world from this divine song.

As a result... Yan Juntao just played a little bit of lure, as if a dragon roared from the sky, and the setting sun set against the burning clouds was like traces left by a phoenix in the air.

When the joy started, the sunset started to rain in the blue sky and the sunset. It was not until the piano sounded that the strange weather returned to its original appearance.

Yan Juntao learned the magic power of music without a teacher, and played the melodious "Yangchun Baixue" all the way to the cheerful "Little Joy", and the more you play it, the more you become, the more you become, the more you are, the more skilled you are, you don't look like a novice.

Now, Yan Juntao has been groping and learning to play and sing while playing and flirting with the little brother.

When Rong Xi came back, his long fingers moved and changed the tune. The wide sleeves and wide robe were beautifully curved in the wind, and the soothing piano sound slowly came like a trickle of water. In the sun, he seemed to be a handsome young man with golden light, wearing a jade crown, singing softly: "There are trees in the mountains and branches..."
Chapter completed!