Chapter 325 Belonging to Demons Brings Their Own Sins

After being brutally suppressed, he became obsessed with Taoism and became more obsessed. Instead, he did not want to go straight to Huanglong and seek revenge.

He planned to make the Jade Emperor and others lose face step by step and vent their anger.

When the Master of Tongtian Cult saw that the Jade Emperor used the eight immortals determined by heaven to deal with him, he directly used one immortal and one demon in the destiny to play chess.

As a result, he stepped into the deeper calculations of the Jade Emperor, the Supreme Being, and the Tathagata and turned into ashes.

The middle-aged man, the leader of Tongtian Cult, looked at Yang Jiao with a disdainful expression, and a sharp look appeared in his eyes, but he seemed to be considering something. He interrupted the green-clothed banshee who wanted to continue speaking, and said expressionlessly:

"Pangolin, I think your cultivation is shallow and I don't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is. I'll let you go for now. If you do it next time, I won't let you go."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the jade mirror turned into a gossip pattern.

"Leader, you have great magical powers, but your subordinates just don't understand. Since pangolins are stubborn by nature and don't know dignity, why does the leader want him to join the religion again and again? Now he is even more ignorant and speaks rudely, but he still doesn't care about him."

The green-clothed banshee said in confusion.

"Hmph, I like people who hate me the most. The more they hate me, the more I want them to be convinced by me."

"This pangolin will one day kneel down and beg for mercy from me."

The leader of Tongtian Cult said extremely coldly.

Not far from the ruined temple, beside a stream, Yang Jiao clasped his hands behind his back.

Now the secret has changed, but because of his ability of the extraterrestrial demon to cover up the secret.

Therefore, when he did not cause trouble, the destiny of heaven and earth did not show any change.

Therefore, Yang Jiao certainly knew why Tongtian Cult Leader simply turned a blind eye to him with such a bad attitude.

After a while, the celestial phenomena changed. His eyelids moved slightly, and he immediately knew that Lu Dongbin had achieved perfect merit and achieved immortality.

However, he didn't take it seriously at all. The first purpose of his differentiation was naturally to improve his strength.

Only when Yang Jiao has enough strength will he want to harvest the original power of the world. Now, because of the characteristics of the technique and his familiarity with the road, there is no need to limit the geographical environment. The technique in the body operates spontaneously all the time. Not practicing.

So, he glanced somewhere and walked away.

Not long after, a white light flashed not far away, and a beautiful figure appeared.

Three months later.

There is a small bridge and flowing water outside the pavilion with full scenery.

"White Peony is a human being."

He Xiangu had some pointers.

"Pangolins are monsters."

Wearing a white robe and holding a folding fan, the elegant young man refused to be outdone.

"If it weren't for you, how could she change from a fairy to a human? You are still obsessed with her now."

He Xiangu frowned slightly.

"I want to transform her into an immortal."

The man in white hugged his shoulders, looked at the surrounding mountain springs, and said firmly.

"I'm afraid you will hurt her."

He Xiangu's autumn eyes turned and she sighed softly.

"What I did was wrong, what about you? You knew the pangolin was a monster, how could immortals and monsters be the same, but you still saved him."

The man in white suddenly became unconvinced.

"There is a saying in the world that knowing one's mistakes can correct them, and there is no such thing as good. Why can't monsters know their mistakes and correct them? From now on, they will follow the right path and never do evil again."

"These days, after his resurrection, he has become fully enlightened and has no trace of his previous demonic habits."

“Not only did I overcome my natural instincts, I did not kill animals wantonly to eat ants, I traveled around the world with clear money and money, and I respected and abided by the law.”

He Xiangu was captured by Yang Jiao's energy for a moment, but when she realized it later, she naturally couldn't believe his words, so she had been watching to see if he had sincerely changed her mind.

"He is very cunning. Maybe what you see is just his disguise."

The man in white spoke.

"Why do you just look at him with suspicion? He wants to go back to the right path. We should help him instead of pushing him to the wrong path again."

He Xiangu carried it with one hand on her back, speaking sonorously and forcefully.

"I wholeheartedly want to save Mudan and atone for my sins, but what about you? You still look at me with suspicion."

The man in white asked rhetorically.

"Thousand-year love calamity, you have such a calamity, have you forgotten, what should you do if you implicate Sister Mudan again?"

He Xiangu reminded solemnly.

"I won't be emotional again."

The man in white, Lu Dongbin, shook his head firmly and said.

"You really don't know how?"

He Xiangu glanced at him with her clear eyes.

"Why do you have confidence in pangolins but not in me?"

Lu Dongbin asked in confusion.

"No, I'm afraid that our Eight Immortals will implicate her again."

Suddenly, Lu Dongbin looked slightly startled, put down his hands on his shoulders, and said:

"Last time, because she helped me, she broke the rules of heaven and was demoted to the mortal world. She became a brothel girl. All the suffering she suffered in this life was caused by me. No matter what, I will save her and help her. Return to heaven.”

He seemed to be thinking of something again, and couldn't help but said coldly:

"You'd better be cautious and don't be deceived by the pangolin. When I think of him killing the little ginseng essence and eating it alive in front of us, I don't believe in this kind of person and he will correct his mistakes."

He Xiangu explained from the bottom of her heart:

"Guanyin Bodhisattva said that the little ginseng spirit was not killed by a pangolin, and judging from his various behaviors after his resurrection."

"It can be seen that he is sincere, otherwise he would not spontaneously change his nature."

"Furthermore, after the pangolin died this time, he also understood that if he continues to entangle with us Eight Immortals, he will also be in deep trouble."

Two months later.

Yang Jiao walked among the barren mountains and ridges. In the past six months, he followed his heart and wandered around the world aimlessly.

More than a month ago, Yang Jiao also felt that He Xiangu, who tried her best and wanted him to take the right path, finally left with a brisk pace.

He also smiled at this and was so warm-hearted. There were not many immortals under his rule. Those who were as conscientious as her were also driven by strict laws and considerable rewards.

During this period of travel, the difficult situation of the monsters in this world became more and more profound in my mind.

After all, I was once one of them.

Demons and monsters carry sins with them since birth, and are not tolerated by the world, so they are killed arbitrarily by immortals and gods.

One sentence of "monster" can reveal the heartfelt disdain for monsters from the world and gods.

Suddenly, Yang Jiao couldn't help but feel the same as why the pangolin confessed to He Xiangu in the original plot. Seeing that she hesitated to answer, his first reaction was to ask if it was because he was a demon.

From this, he is also very aware of the unbearable status of being a demon.

This is the bad thing about the Yinming Monument. Whenever you travel to another person's body, you will always be disturbed by his or her temperament.

Fortunately, Yang Jiao's nature is no longer the same as before, otherwise he would have to fulfill his obsession so that it would not hinder his practice.

At this moment, the reason why he came here was to take a look at Fei Changfang, who was strong-willed, tough-talking, and even harder-boned, and never wanted to become an immortal.

Yang Jiao and he even had a grudge against killing their mother.

After a while, Yang Jiao walked a hundred miles and saw a resolute young man sitting on a cliff in the distance, wearing a ghost costume and half of his face carved with ghost patterns.