Facial Paralysis God Raises a Cat

Cat Tail No. [-]

It's better not to tell the truth

Although Emperor Muyang did not criticize or praise God Tianjin at the banquet.

But every time Tianjin Shenjun proposed to completely eradicate demon cultivators and ascend to immortality, he never got a response from Emperor Muyang.

And if there is no mantra of Emperor Muyang, Tianjin Shenjun will not be able to completely put an end to demon cultivators and immortals.

It also means that no matter how harsh Tianjin Shenjun makes the heavenly rules and regulations, the mortal demon cultivators will still continue to become immortals through practice.

At this time, God Lord Tianjin lowered his head and knelt devoutly beside the Longan Immortal Pond.

Waiting for the man in Xianchi to make the final decision.

Of course, it may also be the same as countless times before, that man will not respond at all.

Whether for or against.

I don't know how long I waited.

Just when God Tianjin thought that today would end without any results.

The man with closed eyes in Xianchi slowly opened his eyes.

"Tianjin."

heard.

Divine Lord Tianjin lowered his head subconsciously and said, "Tianjin is here!"

His eyes, which were already dead and silent, also glowed with light again.

"Why are you so persistent?"

Emperor Muyang's voice was low and peaceful.

Although this is a question.

But it doesn't make people feel the slightest doubt.

Tianjin Shenjun's face changed slightly, and his thoughts flew.

In the end, he replied in a regular manner: "I want to report to the Heavenly Emperor, Xiaoxian thinks that those demon cultivators are not suitable for cultivating immortals by nature. Instead of letting them go to the sky to waste time, it is better to let them go to a place that suits them."

This is also the reason why Tianjin Shenjun said the most to the Heavenly Emperor or to all the immortals in the heavenly world.

Although the man in Xianchi opened his eyes, there was still no expression on his perfect face.

As if he didn't hear Tianjin Shenjun's answer, he asked again: "Why are you so persistent?"

"..."

This time, Divine Lord Tianjin's face darkened.

But did not answer.

Because he knew that the Emperor of Heaven no longer accepted his perfunctory answers.

But he couldn't tell the real reason.

After a while, Emperor Muyang closed his eyes again.

"Stand back, and tell me the answer after you think about it."

No blame, no questioning.

It seemed that he didn't ask a question that didn't get an answer, but simply said a few words.

"Follow the destiny..."

Shenjun Tianjin lowered his head and gradually disappeared.

But the clenched teeth revealed the ups and downs in his heart.

Answer?

Ah.

How could he not know the answer.

How could you not know...

No matter how the world rumored that Emperor Muyang fell asleep ten thousand years ago.

But he knows the truth.

It turns out that ten thousand years ago, although all races coexisted harmoniously under the control of Emperor Muyang, only the human race could truly attain Taoism and immortality.

This is why on Muyang Continent, goblins and ghosts, like demons, are in ever-changing forms.

And only immortals are always the main reason for the human form.

But a certain day thousands of years ago.

The aloof Emperor of Heaven actually went against the sky for the sake of those ant-like goblins and ghosts. He forcibly used his divine power to split the way of heaven, and then merged with the essence of the demon cultivators.

Since then.

Demon cultivators, like human cultivators, can attain Taoism and become immortals through cultivation.

But the heaven-defying Emperor Muyang fell into a deep sleep for ten thousand years.

"does it worth?"

Tianjin Shenjun murmured bitterly to himself.

However, he could never ask this question.

Because he is the same as the group of ants, and there is no difference in the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven.

They are all so humble that they don't even have the courage to ask questions.

They could only bow their heads in humility.

Or take all that he gives.

Or, voluntarily give your all.

"Stay attached to what?"

This is the question that Emperor Muyang asked him.

He only knew that there was a resentment in his heart, a resentment that he couldn't vomit out, and he couldn't swallow it.

But it was such a mouthful of resentment that made him persistent.

In fact, during the ten thousand years when he was in charge of the heavens.

How could he not know how unreasonable the heavenly rules he made, and how unreasonable he was to the demon cultivators.

But so what?

Obviously, there is no need for demon cultivators in the heavenly realm.

Obviously, the demon cultivator is more suitable for cultivating demons from the root to the nature.

Obviously...

"But why, why did you sacrifice yourself just to get them up?"

"why?!"

Divine Lord Tianjin cried out in despair.

But he knew that he would never know the answer.

why?

Emperor Muyang, who was above the Nine Heavens, looked through the fairy pond expressionlessly, staring at his subordinates who were in all kinds of rage and despair, behaving madly in his mansion.

sacrifice?

Emperor Muyang never felt that he was so great.

He just thought that his cat would be a cat demon in the future, that is, a demon cultivator.

Then the problem is coming.

Demon cultivators can go to heaven to play, but they cannot ascend to immortality or live permanently.

So Emperor Muyang went to solve this problem.

The truth is actually that simple.

Emperor Muyang took a silent look at himself, his worrying subordinate, and calmly changed the channel.

It's better to watch your little stupid cat mess around, it's more visible.

Then, Emperor Muyang was in a slightly better mood, and while drinking the fairy wine, he watched the little stupid cat being beaten up by the gods of the eighth heaven.

It really looks good.

……

Having said that, since Jiuchongtian came down.

Tianjin Shenjun locked himself in his own Shenjun Mansion.

I don't see anyone, I'm alone.

"Ouch, who is this?"

"Is it our majestic Lord Tianjin?"

Smiling, Shan Yu held a feather fan in her hand, and walked in through the closed gate of the Shenjun Mansion unsteadily.

It's just that his smile still didn't reach his eyes, and looked a little distorted.

"Still a watchdog that no one wants?"

"Shan Yu!"

Tianjin Shenjun sat on the ground leaning against the glazed pillar, his fiery red hair scattered freely.

And all around him were broken wreckage.

He raised his head and stared coldly at Shan Yu, who had a hippie smile, with a pair of red eyes.

Then some doubts.

Why was Shan Yu able to enter his mansion without his own approval, and then he discovered that this was not Shan Yu's real body, but his fairy soul.

So Divine Lord Tianjin frowned slightly and said, "You run around with your fairy soul again, why don't you have a long memory."

Shan Yu shrugged indifferently.

Shaking the feather fan, he resentfully walked to the side of Divine Lord Tianjin.

He bent down slightly, stretched out a finger and raised the chin of the god who was sitting on the ground presumptuously, and said, "Memory?"

"Xiaoxian, I have a very good memory."

As if thinking of something delicious, he stuck out his tongue and licked it, and pressed it against Tianjin Shenjun's ear, and said softly: "Especially 3000 years ago, the taste of a certain great god, that's really..."

Before Shan Yu could finish speaking, Divine Lord Tianjin stood up abruptly as if he had been touched against the scales——

The backhand was a slap, and Shan Yu's immortal soul was slapped away.

"presumptuous!"

The eyes of Divine Lord Tianjin were bloodshot from exhaustion and irritability before, but they were still cold, but now, Divine Lord Tianjin's eyes were red with rage.

At this time, he completely lost his usual coolness.

Like Shura in hell.

He said word by word: "Shan Yu, forget everything that happened that day, I don't want to say it a third time!"

"Cough...cough..."

Shan Yu, who was clearly injured, coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.

But he didn't seem to feel the pain, and laughed with the corners of his bloodshot mouth: "Shen Jun, Shen Jun, you said it tens of millions of times, as long as I, Shan Yu, still have breath, I will never forget it... ..."

Speaking of Shan Yu, she seemed to be in a dilemma, frowned and asked to herself, "What should I do?"

Then Shan Yu looked at Tianjin Shenjun who was condescendingly looking down at him at this time, and murmured: "Why don't you just take advantage of this and kill me."

"Anyway, I am also the demon cultivator you look down on the most, so what does it matter if you kill me?"

Divine Lord Tianjin stared at Shan Yu who had bloodshot lips but smiled relievedly.

Want to see some clues.

But only saw sadness, and determination.

Lord Tianjin closed his eyes helplessly.

Turning around and sighing, said: "Quickly return to your own body, you won't be able to bear the fairy soul being too far away from the body."

do not know why.

In his eyes, he was obviously just a Shan Yu who committed the following crimes against an arrogant little fairy.

But it always makes him unbearable and regresses.

Thinking that Shan Yu's real body should still be in Chuyangtian at this time, he persuaded him to return to his real body without thinking.

He even forgot that he was still angry because of Shan Yu's rudeness just a moment ago.

Shan Yu got up and coughed twice.

Still smiling nonchalantly, he said, "What's the matter with the Eighth Heaven? Even the Ninth Heaven, I haven't been to Lihun before."

"you--"

"Me? What am I?"

"Don't you know what's good?"

Shan Yu clutched her chest and walked up to Divine Lord Tianjin.

I saw him put his face in front of Tianjin Shenjun, looked straight at Tianjin Shenjun, and said: "You haven't seen the appearance of the Emperor of Heaven, have you? Do you want to know?"

"Shan Yu!!"

God King Tianjin was furious!

But Shan Yu's immortal soul just disappeared instantly at this moment.

Leaving Tianjin Shenjun gnashing his teeth.

……

In fact, Shan Yu's real body is in the eighth heaven.

But even such a short distance away from the soul was unbearable for him.

When Shan Yu's fairy soul returned to his real body, Shan Yu fell to the ground instantly.

Shan Yu's body is a jade unicorn.

It is also the only jade unicorn left in this world.

And Yu Qilin has a very special innate skill, that is Lihun.

Shan Yu's innate soul-separation technique is different from the soul-separation technique practiced by ordinary immortals and demons the day after tomorrow.

After leaving the soul, Shan Yu's immortal soul can go anywhere, including the highest Jiuchongtian, which is why Shan Yu was able to steal a hair from Emperor Muyang.

It's just that the emperor's hair can be taken as he says.

At that time, Shan Yu's immortal soul was injured by the sleeping Heavenly Emperor Shenwei, and almost lost his soul.

Fortunately, Yu Qilin is a holy beast, and the damage of Shenwei to him has been reduced by half.

But Shan Yu also lost his precious vitality because of this, and became old and dying.

Although I took the Miaohuo Dan before, it restored my youthful appearance.

However, in fact, his vitality did not recover.

The damage of Shenwei cannot be recovered by a few Miaohuo Dan.

And Shan Yu didn't intend to tell anyone the truth.

Perhaps, only when his soul is truly dissipated can he break those delusions...

As for why Shan Yu is willing to risk his life to steal a hair of the Emperor of Heaven?

The reason is actually very simple.

He only has a cultivation base of the seventh level, but he just wants to be able to go to the eighth level in his real body.

Then use your real body to touch a certain cold god.

"Brother Shanyu?"

Mo Xiaoyou, who was disliked by all kinds of people, wandered around Yachongtian dejectedly.

Unexpectedly, Shan Yu was found pale and convulsed in a cave.