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Author: Magical Cangyue

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"Absolutely satisfied?" Miaohan used a word to summarize.

Luo Yan nodded: "That's fine. All people's pursuits are ultimately the pursuit of 'beauty'."

"If a person can eat delicious food, he will never choose to eat dirt. If a person can wear gorgeous clothes, he will never wear dirty linen."

"If you can live in a beautiful and glorious world, you will not choose a dark and decaying world."

"Perhaps different people have different understandings of beauty. Yan Nu pursues the beautiful world of peace in the world, and is like a fire, and wants to force the world to be without darkness."

"The Penglai Immortal pursues the beauty of truth, and does not hesitate to be crazy for this, treating sentient beings as ants, even himself."

"And I, the devil, want nothing more strange in the world. After all, I also pursue the beauty of natural harmony."

"Your arsenic, my honey, maybe something that we seem very ugly will feel is very wonderful."

"However, Wei Jie's characteristics are perfect and perfect, and are the ultimate beauty in the eyes of all wise creatures."

"Compared with him, the things you originally yearn for the most and the most beautiful things in your heart are all over the place, just like bitter water and honey."

"Honey is within your fingertips, and the ideals of the past are like bitter water, but they still have to work hard. Is there anything more to waste your ambition than this?"

Miao Han frowned. Wei Jie's influence was very gentle and not fierce.

There is no tampering with anyone's ideal, but just some feelings are implanted.

But this silent distortion of the mind is the most heart-wrenching.

The ultimate beauty at your fingertips is here, it does not force anyone to forget what or can't do.

But those who are satisfied may take the initiative to forget something and stop doing anything.

This is not mandatory, it depends on personal will.

But can someone really try his best to strive for peace when seeing Wei Jie is like seeing peace?

Dingtuzi even forgot his own realm and was willing to be a coachman. It seemed that he was treating fame and fortune and immortality as dirt. In fact, in his eyes, this was a day of beauty that he abandoned the immortality that he had worked hard to do.

He was having a happy life, but to others, he felt a little sad.

"I once vowed to cleanse this turbid world, but I didn't forget it!"

Miaohan bit her lip. In the past few days, she had been slandering and finally got the whereabouts of a "fake jade seal" from Wei Jie.

Luo Yan said seriously: "I know you haven't forgotten, but sooner or later you will become addicted."

Miao Han was sweating heavily and could not refute that it was not important for ordinary people to fall into this kind of gentleness. They did not want to realize their ideals. Wei Jie's existence left a beauty in the depressed hearts of the people.

It is more concrete and happier than fantasizing about the illusory peace.

But for those who have the ambition to support the country, "watching Wei Jie" will become an addictive thing to destroy your will!

Miao Han took a deep breath, closed his eyes and thought about it carefully, and said, "The jade seal is in Jiangbei. Recently, it was escorted south by General Liu Kun. According to the people of the court, it was a fake jade seal."

"But I have found out that the text on it is 'Give Heaven's Destiny, Emperor Shouchang'. Obviously, this fake one is true."

"Huh... I was thinking of waiting for it, and it would be within a few days..."

"Now I think about it, the north is in danger, and the way of heaven will definitely not let us enjoy the fruits of it, and it may change... Without further ado, I will take people to pick them up in person!"

Luo Yan said solemnly: "It's best if you have not yet been wiped out."

"Leave it to me here, and I will find a solution before you get addicted."

His words angered the Dingtu.

"Did you ignore me too much?" Deng Tuzi pulled out the whip from his waist: "No one can touch my uncle, and I can't do it either!"

The horse whip was actually an immortal weapon, waving like a net of heaven and earth, controlling Luo Yan and all the people in the demonic way in the open and secret.

"The Lonely Realm!" Yu Qinghong directly isolated his observation.

At the same time, Luo Yan also sacrificed an imperial weapon, which shattered the horse whip of Dengtuzi on the spot.

Even push back and overwhelm the true immortal.

He used to be afraid that this immortal would be easily defeated by him, but now the situation is completely reversed.

Luo Yan said lightly: "The rules and laws of immortals are all false, and now the devil is the right way!"

"Puff!"

"Uncle Bao! Run!"

Deng Tuzi vomited a mouthful of immortal blood, and the three flowers on his head were depressed.

He really couldn't stand the imperial weapon, it was pure equipment crushing.

"Dengtu! I don't want to hurt Wei Jie. To be honest, even if he dies, we can save him." Luo Yan controlled the situation and easily suppressed this immortal.

Even if he does not use the Shenzhen Iron and the hidden treasure, he still has the real combat power of ordinary immortals.

"This is true? Can you save Shubao?" Deng Tuzi was surprised and suspicious. He stayed in the mortal world for a long time, and was honestly a coachman, even forgot his own realm.

I have a little knowledge of the catastrophes and changes in the world of immortal cultivation, but I have only a little understanding of it, and I don’t even know the underworld.

Luo Yan immediately explained to him that Xing Tian’s current power is at his control, from Zhenxing Yinghuo to Jiuyou Underworld, from the east to the west.

Wei Jie's characteristics may not be eliminated, and he may still be resurrected if he dies.

But as long as they cooperate with them, at least they don’t have to be afraid of death, and there will be new life after death.

"I have known that you torture a monk by a demonic path. In order to solve the mental distortion you think, you must use any means. I am afraid that Shu Bao will be worse than death!" Deng Tuzi's impression of the demonic path was still in the past.

Even if they deliberately slander, I believe it without doubt. I don’t know how many versions are behind.

Now Yan Nu and others have many strange things on their hands. There are several that Guang Luo Yan can think of when he meets Wei Jie, such as the small knife with the figure of a man.

Is it better to be absolutely beautiful or to be absolutely ordinary? Only by trying this kind of thing can you know.

There is also the "Supreme Sword Heart" of Huashan Immortal Sect and its steel will characteristics. As long as you are determined in your heart, you can forcibly fight against all spiritual distortions.

If it really doesn't work, then use the ultimate killing weapon...'Death Flame Slave'.

Deep growth is really too unsightly. It makes the Death Flame Slave become infected with steel will. After increasing the depth through confrontation, it will be passed to others.

Anything that has the characteristics of head-on confrontation, as long as there is enough time, there is nothing that the Death Flame Slave cannot solve.

"Dengtuzi, let's go... retreat." Wei Jie's voice suddenly came.

Luo Yan and everyone present closed their eyes as soon as possible.

Anyway, if you have spiritual consciousness, it doesn’t matter whether you have eyes or not.

Feng Junyou's reaction was slower, and he couldn't help but look at the direction where the sound came, and then he felt regretful.

Fortunately, Wei Jie did not come out and said, "I have not had much time to go. If there is any way, just try it out, I will accept it."

Dengtuzi said anxiously: "Uncle Bao..."

"No need to say too much, this is my own decision." Wei Jie said weakly: "What kind of virtue can I be the most beautiful in everyone's hearts?"

"Dengtuzi, what you love the most is your wife. There is nothing that can truly replace the best things in people's hearts."

"It is also unsubstitutable... but because of me, you have been searching for the great cause of resurrection for six hundred years and gave up. I am afraid that you will even forget your wife's appearance?"

"Woo woo..." Deng Tuzi covered his face and hunched over.

"Young Master... I don't... the one who has really passed away will never come back. I am not giving up, I am just liberated."

Wei Jie stretched out his hand weakly: "Take me away, I want to be relieved too."

"Tell the world that I, Wei Jie, was frightened in the market today and had no blessing to relieve the enthusiasm of the elders of Kyoto. After returning, my energy was exhausted and I died."

Everyone raised their eyebrows. If it were someone else, the reason was pure nonsense.

But Wei Jie, everyone knows that he is weak and has just been surrounded by thousands of people today. He said that he was frightened, his condition worsened, and he passed away. I am afraid he would believe it.

"You are wise. Since you have some awareness, then follow me. I will send someone to arrange the funeral afterwards."

Luo Yan said, waved his sleeves, released a scroll, and flew into the courtyard.

Soon, the scroll returned to the sleeve, and he had already put Wei Jie in it.

"Where are you going to take Yan Nu? We don't care about everything in this world anymore, won't it work?" A figure chased out from the courtyard.

It was Shen Leling, who looked anxious and slapped Luo Yan with a palm from the air.

The origin is so thick and vast that it is incredible. The seemingly ordinary palms of water waves contain terrifying power, which instantly takes away the scroll from Luo Yan's hand.

Luo Yan looked solemn and used the imperial weapon to fight against each other, but Shen Leling also had the imperial weapon, so he immediately took out a jade bead.

Seeing that the two of them were getting more and more fierce, Miao Han's eyes slashed, and a white light rose, and Shen Leling's water arm was instantly slashed.

"Enough, be more sober, Shui Nu, what did you call Wei Jie just now?"

Shen Leling stagnated: "Wei Jie? Yes, it's Wei Jie..."

"Ahem..."
To be continued...