This person is too murderous

Jiang Daoming told them about the three evil emperors.

After becoming an immortal, if he progressed again, the world would not be able to accommodate him and would reject him.

The two were shocked to hear that the first evil emperor had reached a point that the world could not tolerate.

"After the ancient times, there were countless geniuses and prodigies. It is not surprising that there are several people who have taken the second step in such a long time."

Jiang Daoming said calmly: "Improve as soon as possible, otherwise, the end of the Dharma will end and the martial arts will be cut off."

"There are still a thousand years to go, and we can't live for more than a thousand years."

Mo Yunqian took Yang Xuanming's arm and smiled: "I just want to spend three hundred years with Brother Ming. The time is too long and I am afraid of getting bored."

Yang Xuanming also smiled and said: "I think so too. The ninth level is too difficult. If I can spend three hundred years with Qian'er, my life will be complete."

"I wish you all the best." Jiang Daoming said calmly: "Rest early and wait for the sunrise tomorrow."

The two said no more. It was a little cold on the top of the mountain, and they snuggled together to rest.

Jiang Daoming sat on a huge rock on the top of the mountain with a wine jar, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

A silent night, the first ray of sunlight appeared between heaven and earth, and the three woke up at the same time.

"Ride the sword and come with the wind..."

The Taoist appeared again, drank a mouthful of wine, and danced with the sword again.

It was exactly the same as yesterday, the same way of flying the sword.

The witch appeared again, and the colorful light attached to the long river of swordsmanship.

The colorful phoenixes flew side by side, dancing gracefully, which was enviable.

A trace of trance flashed in Jiang Daoming's eyes, and Mo Yunqian came over and whispered: "What did the hall master remember? Did the hall master also meet a certain Southern Wilderness witch?"

"No." Jiang Daoming said calmly: "It is an ordinary Southern Wilderness person, not a wizard."

"Then why didn't the hall master bring her with him?" Mo Yunqian asked curiously.

"It happened a long time ago. That was Jiang Daoming's story, not in this world." Jiang Daoming said indifferently.

Mo Yunqian apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be a tragedy."

"Joy and sorrow, love and affection are the norm in the world." Jiang Daoming said calmly: "That was Jiang Daoming in the past, not this palace master. This palace master has no stories, only accidents."

Mo Yunqian said: "The palace master is so heroic and a big man, he will definitely attract many proud girls."

"Forget it, they can't take a palm from this palace master." Jiang Daoming shook his head.

Mo Yunqian: "???"

I'm talking to you about love, and you're talking to me about martial arts?

Can't take a palm, this answer left her speechless.

Could it be that the palace master wants to find someone with similar strength?

This is a bit too much. How many people in the world have your fighting power?

Jiang Daoming drank the strong liquor and watched the colorful phoenixes flying together. There was no fluctuation in his heart, nor envy.

Mo Yunqian was obsessed with it. She yearned for this kind of love that flew together. She thought in her heart that she and Yang Xuanming would be like this in the future, happy forever.

Yang Xuanming was still practicing. The Taoist's sword dance brought him great enlightenment.

Yang Xuanming stopped practicing until the Taoist disappeared and the colorful phoenix dissipated.

"Palace Master, we can leave now." Yang Xuanming walked over and said.

Jiang Daoming asked: "This place is beneficial to you, why don't you stay for a few more days?"

"No need, I have mastered the inheritance of this place, and there is not much use in staying."

Yang Xuanming replied: "Let's go to the Demon Suppression Tower first to solve the matter entrusted to me by the Sword Immortal."

"Oh? What did he entrust you with?" Jiang Daoming asked in confusion.

"When I was enlightened just now, the Sword Immortal left a commission, which was in the Demon Suppression Tower. It was said that a descendant of an ancient immortal god was also suppressed in it, and the resentful soul could not be freed, so I went to resolve it."

Yang Xuanming replied.

"Descendant of an ancient immortal god?" Jiang Daoming became interested: "Then I have to go and see."

Descendants of immortal gods, he now only knows the Great Xia royal family with the blood of the real dragon, and it is still a wicked dragon.

He has not met the other immortal god bloodlines.

Auspicious clouds gathered and took the two people down the mountain and back to the carriage.

The two drove, and Jiang Daoming sat in the car drinking, away from Baiyun Mountain.

"The wine is almost gone, buy some later." Jiang Daoming said.

"Okay, Palace Master." Mo Yunqian said with a smile: "Palace Master, you see I have treated you to so much wine, when can you teach me one or two moves to protect myself?"

"Eighteen Dragon Elephants are not suitable for you." Jiang Daoming said lightly: "Do you understand Buddhism?"

"Of course I know a little. My father and Master Xuanzhen are close friends. I have read a lot of Buddhist scriptures." Mo Yunqian was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "Palace Master, are you going to teach me Buddhist martial arts?"

"This Palace Master is proficient in a few moves of Buddha Palm, Thousand-Handed Guanyin Palm, and other Buddhist martial arts. There is also a secret method. I told you that I got the Garbha Mandala during the trip to the Great Snow Mountain."

Jiang Daoming said: "What do you want to learn? If it is self-defense, this Palace Master can teach you the Garbha Mandala."

"Can I learn everything? I can always treat the Palace Master to wine."

Mo Yunqian said with a smile.

"Hahaha." Jiang Daoming laughed loudly and said, "Don't be greedy. I will teach you the Taizang Mandala first. When you learn it, your lover will not be able to beat you."

Yang Xuanming smiled awkwardly and said, "I dare not hit Qian'er. She always beats me."

"Stick your head in." Jiang Daoming said.

Mo Yunqian stuck her head into the carriage, and a golden light sank into Mo Yunqian's eyebrows.

Taizang Mandala has extremely strong defense and is difficult to break at the same level.

But for Jiang Daoming, it is just a good secret method, which is nothing.

If the Demon Suppressing Tower and his party can see the resentful soul of the descendant of the immortal god this time, it wouldn't hurt to pass on one or two more moves.

"The Palace Master is not as scary as the rumors in the world." Mo Yunqian said with a smile: "On the contrary, he is much better than other martial arts people."

"Yes." Yang Xuanming also said: "When I was at Qingning Temple, when I asked the monks about the deeds of the temple master, they all turned pale with fear, fearing what I would say to the temple master."

Jiang Daoming smiled and said nothing more.

People who harbor sins are naturally afraid in front of themselves.

If there is no sin, you will not do anything to the other person, so there is no need to be afraid.

It's just that those monks don't understand themselves. According to hearsay, Master Xuanzhen should have specifically warned them, which makes them feel afraid.

The carriage gradually moved away, came to a city, and entered the inn.

Mo Yunqian and Yang Xuanming went to buy wine and prepare some dry food and cooking seasonings. Jiang Daoming ordered food and ate first.

Half an hour later, the two came back with ugly expressions on their faces.

"Palace Master." Yang Xuanming said with a solemn expression: "The news about the Evil Emperor's Order has spread. Now people outside are talking about the Evil Emperor's Order and are tracing the whereabouts of the Palace Master."

"It's interesting." Jiang Daoming said calmly: "Then let them check and see if they dare to come."

Mo Yunqian said in a deep voice: "There is also news that the palace master has been deceived by the evil emperor's order and killed eleven righteous masters in Baiyun Mountain."

"The righteous way of Jianghu?" Jiang Daoming sneered: "Do the demonic cloud sect's evil deeds deserve to be called the righteous way?"