Chapter 179 The First Page of the Sword Manual: The Sword Kills the Sweetheart

Yang Jiao laughed out loud, as expected, things have turned around. In the past, he was the one who taught others that immortals should not touch their personal relationships, but now he is being taught a lesson.

Immediately, his eyes were stunned and he sighed softly:

"The gods are in love, and the three realms are restless. Madam, I used to be ruthless and only righteous, and regarded love as thorns and wind and rain."

"But now I suddenly realize that on the way to becoming a strong man, there is no way around the thorns that block the way, nor can I avoid the erosion of wind and rain."

He said softly with self-mockery:

"It's true that everyone understands the truth, but not everyone can do it, because those who can't do it can always find reasonable excuses for themselves."

When the Queen Mother heard this, she couldn't help but asked:

"Since you know it, why bother to contaminate it?"

Yang Jiao's eyes flashed slightly:

"Maybe it's because of what she said. The key to becoming an immortal is not ruthlessness, but the detachment after seeing all sentient beings."

The Queen Mother lowered her head and said nothing for a while, then raised her eyebrows slightly:

"If another person said this to me, I would probably believe it 70-80%, but when I hear it coming from the mouth of an emperor like you, I will only feel that you are not sincere."

"A sword cultivator with the nickname Jue, who can break through to the Golden Immortal Realm in less than a hundred years and win the trust of heaven, Jue Ji is not a waste who cannot see through love."

Yang Jiao stroked his temples:

"The so-called breaking of love does not mean that you have no feelings for anyone, or that you no longer like anyone, but that you understand that love is a kind of desire, and love is a kind of power."

"The vast majority of sentient beings in the three realms only pursue half-hearted affection and half-hearted love."

"Mistake desire for love, mistook dependence for affection."

"Most sentient beings in the three realms don't understand what true love is, so there is very little true love in the world."

After a while, the Queen Mother coldly opened her lips:

"Emperor, it's useless to talk about these things in this situation. You'd better talk to others. Since you don't want to communicate, then please go back."

Yang Jiao was not upset, and looked at the Yaochi Golden Mother in front of him, who was about 20 or 30 years old, with cicada wings fluttering on her temples, her eyebrows lightly brushing the spring mountains, and her appearance was peerless.

Seeing that she was one of the rare female cultivators in all the worlds she had gone to who was single-mindedly pursuing the Tao and unmoved by external objects, she finally revealed her true feelings:

"My dearest lady, please know that when you encounter a fate that will not last forever, just don't think about it.

"After all, fate is something that I don't allow you to agree to when it comes, and I don't ask for your opinion when it goes away."

"Thinking will only cause trouble to oneself, and thinking about it will only cause trouble to oneself."

"Love follows fate, see the long way to go, treat each other sincerely when you have it, and watch it go with peace of mind when you leave."

Suddenly, the Queen Mother was stunned. Apparently she heard the meaning of the words, and there was a trace of doubt in her eyes. It was not a long-lasting relationship.

Could it be that the white snake has other legs?

The more the Queen Mother thought about it, the more suspicious her eyes became. She couldn't help but tremble at her fingertips when she looked at the emperor who looked like a frail scholar in the world.

No matter how much the beast reduces its sense of existence, it is still a beast, so we cannot expect people not to be afraid of the lurking night leopard or the half-asleep tiger.

So, what kind of existence forces this emperor to do this so-called, not allowing you to agree when he comes, and not asking for your opinions when he leaves.

"Emperor, why are you here today?"

Yang Jiao's calm tone contained a hint of joy:

"It's just a matter of etiquette. Now that I am the master of the Three Realms, and my queen is the master of the Kun Dao, I naturally need to pay a visit, but I didn't expect to meet a fellow Taoist who is dedicated to pure cultivation."

"Now that all courtesy has been exhausted, I take my leave."

After saying this, Yang Jiao disappeared into the Yaochi, leaving only the Queen Mother frowning in thought.

One day in the sky and one year in the earth.

Ten years later.

In Taiyi Mountain, Xiaoqing sat cross-legged above the mansion in boredom, looking at Bai Suzhen beside her, whose cultivation level had become higher and higher day by day since Yang Jiao left.

I also recently discovered that over the past ten years, quietly, for some reason, as my sister became more and more advanced, her temperament also became serious and cold.

Fortunately, Xiaoqing saw that Bai Suzhen didn't have any change towards her when they got along with her on weekdays, so she took it as a sign of improvement in cultivation and transformation.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed across Taiyi Mountain, and Xiaoqing shouted in surprise:

"Brother-in-law."

Suddenly, it turned into a ray of green light and rushed forward.

After a while, Xiaoqing whispered beside Yang Jiao for a while before giving up and came to Bai Suzhen together.

Yang Jiao looked at the change in his temperament, as if he had changed into a Taoist couple. His face was dark and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Suzhen, you have changed."

"Has it changed?" Bai Suzhen's autumn eyes turned and she looked at Yang Jiao with deep meaning:

"No matter how I change, I'm still Bai Suzhen."

"It's just Bai Suzhen." Yang Jiao said calmly.

After a long silence, her red lips slightly opened:

"good."

"Okay." Yang Jiao smiled leisurely after hearing this.

"I didn't expect to meet again, Yan Hongye."

"I didn't expect that we were so destined that my body would meet you."

"Sister, brother-in-law, what on earth are you talking about."

Both of them were speechless after hearing this. Suddenly Bai Suzhen waved her hand and sent Xiaoqing away from Taiyi Mountain.

Yang Jiao stood silently and did not stop. He couldn't help but think of the night when Bai Suzhen attacked her at night. After some in-depth communication, he suddenly discovered that her inner Qi was both familiar and unfamiliar.

An idea flashed, wasn't this the unknown powerful man who had Yan Hongye's memory and used a trace of his thoughts to come to Xiyao's body?

Just after the two were united, due to the influence of the spiritual power in Yang Jiao's body, Bai Suzhen was forced to have a spiritual spark deep in her soul.

In the end, Yang Jiao saw that things had already happened, so he could only pretend that he didn't know what to do.

After all, no matter what, Bai Suzhen is still Bai Suzhen who loves her deeply, and she really can't be cruel.

Therefore, I secretly tried my best to get rid of the spiritual inspiration or suppress it.

It's a pity that the gap in levels made Yang Jiao's efforts useless. Bai Suzhen's inner intelligence was still growing day by day, so she expected the current scene to occur.

After that, Yang Jiao continued to investigate at night and found that he and Bai Suzhen had an endless and inexhaustible fate.

It seems that it is destined by God that the two will meet and fall in love with each other, and eventually become a couple.

That is to say, after discovering the deep-seated fate between the two parties, they knew that with their current strength, they could not break their fate no matter what.

This was obviously a method beyond the golden fairyland, and I immediately understood why I was so emotional that I couldn't help myself.

As I kept thinking about it, I couldn't help but sigh that my situation was roughly the same as that of Xu Xian in the original plot.

A thousand-year-old snake demon, a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken.

A man who seems to be an unknowable great power in the heavens, a monk in the golden fairyland.

The two met by fate, knowing each other's identity but pretending not to know, and fell in love with each other, but they also had very different identities.

However, the results are completely different. In the former, a person and a demon are in love until death, while in the latter, a person and a demon are in love, but the relationship is over.

At this time, Bai Suzhen's dark pupils were dark, and a hint of sadness suddenly appeared in her eyes.

Unexpectedly, she encountered this yinming brat again after being divided into thousands of different things.

This time, I actually have a deep connection with him. Could it be that this is also a part of my enlightenment catastrophe.

If it hadn't been pulled by the Qi of the Yinming Monument, this corresponding body would not have elicited a thought from itself and descended into this world.

Bai Suzhen's eyes were filled with coldness. This matter is related to the catastrophe of enlightenment and cannot be taken carelessly:

"Qiye, you are also a sword practitioner, so you must know such a sword manual."

"On the first page of the sword manual, the sword kills the beloved."