Xiao Qingniu suppressed the fear in his heart. It was a ruthless machine to show off. At this time, he said lightly: "I know that you have a noble status, but what you ask for is only an imperial concubine, and what I really ask for is the great way. Apart from that, there is no other request. Why do you make trouble for yourself and kill yourself?"

——Xiao Qingniu is not persuasion. His control over people's hearts in this regard has reached its peak. When he speaks, it is like using oil to put out a fire.

really...

The emperor's fists were clenched, but he was really worthy of being the emperor's son. He could still bear it. He turned around and lay in front of the railing, looking at the water cloud in the distance, "It's really, I've had enough fun, so let me go back."

Dao Huanzhen said calmly: "You really don't understand anything."

The emperor raised his head and let out a violent roar, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

As soon as he raised his fingers, spiritual energy poured in. Between his fingers, a sharp five-element gold, like a long sword of hundreds of miles, stood directly on the sea under the airship.

The waves are surging, and heavy snow is raised.

"You are becoming more and more like a mortal." Dao Huanzhen shook his head: "Wuxin, do you still need to stay here?"

"Well, the emperor's body is in the world and cannot be possessed by demons. The cause and effect of this matter lies with me. If you don't want to be responsible for the people of this world."

Dao Huanzhen nodded secretly and said, "Then I will listen to you. In this way, I will have to help you all the monks to clean up a good cabin for me and my little husband."

The monks fainted and refused to resist, but no one could face the devil movement.

Dao really showed a look of indifference...

They are just a group of ordinary people who are addicted to desires.

"Wuxin, since no one has dealt with us, let's do it ourselves."

Xiao Qingniu said lightly: "Serious, then everyone, we have been disturbing here for a while."

He has the innate supernatural power of "Source Me in the Heart of Tao". Even if he does not perform, he is extremely attractive to female cultivators. When he speaks, female cultivators look up at him.

When I saw this, I also looked at the magic movement.

The soul was immediately subjected to a double attack.

puff.

The female cultivator fainted after squirting blood.

...

...

"The power of the Emperor's son is expected.

The three spiritual patterns indicate that the cultivation level has been full for six thousand years.

According to the Queen Mother, the brilliant golden spiritual pattern should have broken the Five Elements Tribulation and obtained the Golden Way, and achieved the Xuanxian.

So his spiritual energy has been transformed into the five elements of gold energy, which is invincible and cannot be regarded as sharp...

And from the beginning to the end, he had never used his treasure."

"Master, what should I do?"

In the dream field.

Xia Ji sat on the throne of darkness.

Murong Yanran stood quietly behind him.

The bosses hiding in the singing and dancing troupe now conform to the theorem of "cultural integration", just as if the Queen Mother and the Horse Face already have similarities in some places, and the pair are also somewhat similar.

Yao Yuan felt that the two shadows opposite looked extremely terrifying...

a long time.

Xia Ji asked lightly: "Are you afraid of death?"

Yao Yuan: "If you die because of killing the immortals and Buddhas, you will die without regret."

Xia Ji suddenly said, "You won't die."

Yaoyuan:???

Xia Ji: "Have you forgotten how the inner demon was formed? If I don't die, as long as I want you to be resurrected, you can be resurrected."

Yao Yuan was stunned...

This information suddenly rushed into its frozen memory like a flame, burning apart from some mottled memory fragments.

Suddenly it recalled some memories.

Just the tip of the iceberg is extremely huge, connecting the ancients, the earth stars, and now...

Every time the inner demon is born and destroyed, it is like the mortal reincarnation.

Everything has its roots.

The root of the inner demon is the human state of mind.

If a person is willing, then this "land of the soul" can continuously reborn the inner demon.

But how is this possible?

Everyone wants to destroy the inner demon, and the inner demon will no longer appear.

And in this world, except the Demon King, who else can control and utilize his inner demons so much?

At this moment, Yao Yuan suddenly recalled some past events.

Yes...

past...

And it is a terrible past that it imagines.

Xia Ji: "Remember, right?"

Yao Yuan: "I don't know much."

Xia Ji whispered: "You don't need to be very clear. But you should have recalled that you have died more than once, right?

However, you are still standing here well.

Every time, I can resurrect you because you are my inner demon. As long as there is a demon in my heart, you can resurrect it, and this time will be no exception."

A few simple words completely ignited Yao Yuan's memory.

In its mind, more and more events flashed through it.

Suddenly...

It was stunned.

Because these things are too incredible.

Can't it believe it's really done by itself?

The more I think about it, the more I am immersed in the deep awe of the person in front of me.

The immortal saint's inner demon is such a big and terrifying secret between the universe.

You must know...

When a saint ascends to the throne, how can the inner demon still exist?

Which saint would tolerate flaws in his heart?

Yao Yuan suddenly realized that he was completely a lifting line controlled by the person in front of him, and he had been manipulated by this person for thousands of years...

However, this person who asked him to do never violated his thoughts and thoughts.

It took a long time to dream.

Yao Yuan walked to Xia Ji and bowed deeply with the deepest solemnity, "Thank you."

Xia Ji laughed and said, "Thank you for me."

"Thank you for your fulfillment."

Xia Ji: "I will give you a name when this incident has passed."

Yao Yuan was stunned for a moment. He knew that giving a name means "As long as the master does not die, he will always tolerate or even recognize his existence." He whispered: "Thank you, Master."

"For the Emperor's son, follow the plan I just changed."

“Yes, master.”

The figure of Yao Yuan disappeared.

Xia Ji also opened his eyes.

He was sitting in a house on Jiufeng Floating Island. The fire in the fireplace was burning and it was snowing outside the window. Little Cthulhu stood quietly behind him, gently pinching his shoulders with his hands.

...

...

The giant airship goes east.

The monk sits in the nuclear array every day.

There were monks on duty in the cabin, and the emperor's son was standing in the heavy snow. He could not control himself and imagined behind him...what the dog man and woman in a cabin were doing.

But in fact, nothing happened in the cabin.

Dao Huanzhen passed by the cushion in the cabin, closing his eyes to practice.

Xiao Qingniu had to practice accordingly.

It pretended to sit on the cushion beside the holy demon, sitting cross-legged, meditating, looking like an immortal should have.

This life of practicing Taoism is really boring... Not only that, it also has to be very happy.

It has already made up for future daily life:

It was a cave surrounded by fairy spirit.
To be continued...