According to Yunyao's long-standing understanding of the way of heaven, the core is that "the world is not kind". The world only cares about birth and cultivation. How it is distributed is determined by life itself. The way of heaven will not force anyone to make a choice.

Since this is the case, how could the Heavenly Way force the saint to make a choice? I am afraid that someone will not practice the Heavenly Way, only the ancestor Hongjun can do this.

"Didn't Taishang Laojun notice the abnormality? Or did he already notice it, but it's hard to say anything?" Yunyao felt it was not very good.

The so-called rain is about to rain and mother wants to get married. I thought I could rest for a while, but I didn’t expect that I could not take it lightly for a moment. However, this kind of thing, Yun Yao, the immortal, was not qualified to interfere in such a thing. What I can do now may be to work hard to become a saint and take another step.

If Hongjun is really practicing the way for heaven, then he will take a look at it again. Yunyao didn't tell anyone about this, anyway, it would only add to his worries if he told him.

The body is weakened due to overdrawing. It can only wait for the energy consumed to be replenished slowly. During this period, Yunyao can feel how his body works and understand himself better.

Problems that will be ignored when strong are. When you are weak, you can check for omissions and fill in the gaps, so weakening is not necessarily a bad thing. Yunyao found that his body actually has many parts that can be improved, so every meditation is a process of self-improvement. At the same time, you have to work hard to get close to the way of heaven, learn how to guide the way of heaven, and act from the inside out on the outside. Only in this way can you have the opportunity to kill the three corpses.

But I am always out of place with the Heavenly Dao, and it is not easy to guide me. I can only spend time slowly building my own relationship with the Heavenly Dao. This process is not urgent at all. I can only take it slowly and use the patience of "the one who is close to the vermilion is red and the one who is close to the ink is black" to make myself closer to the Heavenly Dao, and then gradually become related.

Thinking about other saints, it is not easy for them. They also went through a long time before they became saints. Finally, they took the human race as an opportunity to become saints. Good things have to be worn out. Since they have to take their own path, they have to endure loneliness.

But Lao Jun’s words really made Yunyao feel uneasy, and becoming a saint means facing an unimaginable challenge.

In the early morning, the sun rises from the east, Penglai Fairy Island shines brightly, the pavilions and pavilions produce smoke, and the scenery is beautiful. The misty atmosphere covers the entire island, swaying, and the fairies travel through the shuttle, and the scenery blends.

Yunyao collected dew on the island early in the morning. She needed to find something to empty herself. The dew that absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon can be used to refine alchemy, make tea, and take a bath, which has many effects.

The cranes flew around, and the fairy island was peaceful and quiet, and Yunyao's heart gradually calmed down. Anyway, he was not a saint yet. The sky fell and the saints were holding on. This time the saints didn't know if they would transfer the risks.

"When time comes, heaven and earth work together, heroes are not free." A loud singing came from outside the island.

Yun Yao looked closely and saw a casual cultivator fishing on the sea outside the island, singing songs about luck in his mouth. There are often monks flying around Penglai Island because this was originally the temple of Jie Sect. Yuanshi Tianzun specially chose a place with convenient transportation, which is conducive to the entry and exit of Jie Sect. This is not the first time that someone has stopped near Penglai Island, and Yun Yao is not surprised.

I came to fish early in the morning, and I was really a crazy fisherman.

Yun Yao didn't care. Although Penglai Island was her property, she was not so domineering that she encircled the surrounding seas. If the monks were willing to fish around, they would fish.

Just as Yun Yao was about to turn around and go back, the atmosphere outside suddenly changed. The originally pleasant fishing scene was upgraded to fight, and another monk appeared.

"You hurt my sister's heart, but you are still embarrassed to talk about luck? Today is your death date, and your luck has come to an end." The new monk said angrily, meaning that this was an emotional dispute, and he was standing up for his sister.

"I didn't mean it." said the fishing monk: "I want to make up for it, but she doesn't want to give me another chance."

"Haha, my sister advised me so much that I would not let you watch the battle, but you didn't listen and spent a lot of money to go to Ziweixing to watch the show. After surviving, she dared to shamelessly beg my sister to forgive you? It's ridiculous. My sister is kind-hearted and doesn't care about you, but I can't bear to see the girl being angry and will kill you and seek justice for her sister." The monk took action and condensed his energy into a gun, blending into the dawn of the thrust.

Soothing, a hook of waves rose up with the arc of the fishing line, hitting the spear, causing a surging aftermath.

The fight started with a disagreement. Both of them should be in the realm of the soul. When they take action, they can use their moves to fight. Everything in the environment can be used for combat.

One hand, one hand, one hand, one hand, one hand, sea water.

Yun Yao understood that this fishing monk broke up with the Taoist couple because he went to Ziweixing to watch the battle. Now his brother-in-law came to ask for an explanation. Sure enough, every move of the strong can trigger a series of butterfly effects. Yun Yao did not expect that his battle with the saint would destroy other people's feelings.

The impact of this battle has become great, but Yunyao has not understood it. It is far more than personal life, death, honor and disgrace, personal joys and sorrows, and has triggered a struggle for the right to speak. The confrontation between the old and new eras is very lively now. Yunyao hides on Penglai Island, just don’t know.

One man controls the invisible air spear, and one man hooks a line of waves, attacks and defenses, which is very lively.

"This is what you learned from Ziweixing? You have not made any progress at all." My brother-in-law laughed.

"I learned the importance of luck on Ziweixing. Some things are not forced, just follow the trend."

"It's ridiculous. It hurts people's hearts. He even said that he would go with the flow. A hundred guns were penetrated by day." My brother-in-law condensed his magic power, and the air around him condensed into one hundred transparent spears.

The fishing monk did go with the flow and used waves as a barrier. He was unintentional to fight and did not want to hurt his brother-in-law, so he just defended and did not fight back.

Yun Yao could see that the cultivation of the fishing monk was above his brother-in-law. He would definitely gain something when he went to Ziweixing. Unfortunately, he gained cultivation but lost his Taoist partner. I don’t know if it was cost-effective.

The brother-in-law obviously would not stop, but instead attacked harder and tried every means to break through the opponent's defense.

However, with the waving of the fishing rod, the sea water is like a white horse, wandering up and down can always defend just right, just like knowing the direction of the enemy's attack in advance.

When Yunyao saw it, she had to say that she did have the spirit of a monk. She did not have such imagination when she fought herself, and used a fishing rod as a weapon. To be honest, Yunyao had very no imagination when fighting, either fist gloves or bows and arrows. Not only did she not have the style of a fairy, nor did she have the elegance of a monk.

As a pragmatic monk, Yunyao rarely spends time thinking about how to make her battles look good. No wonder Hongsang always criticizes her fighting style, because it is really not good-looking. Look at how free and easy the monks are when fighting.

People use fishing rods as weapons, and Yunyao uses finger tigers as weapons to make ordinary people choose. They will also say that the person who uses fishing rods as weapons is a god.
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