Yellow Turbans: "…"

If a mountain does not open for a thousand years, wouldn’t I have to kneel for a thousand years?

Sitting on the ground, the Yellow Turban Strongman couldn't help but feel sad, and she wanted to cry without tears.

"Ao Bing, what have you learned these two days?" Su Jin suddenly asked on the way to leave Qingluan Douque and return to the East China Sea Dragon Palace.

"You can't do anything blindly. You must find an optimal solution, and the result will always be more important than the process." Ao Bing thought for a while and said slowly: "Also, you must know how to hide yourself. When doing bad things, try not to use your true identity, so as not to suffer retribution in the future..."

Seeing the master and apprentice talking about fallacies and evil things seriously, Dizang was a little bad. After struggling to endure it for a long time, he heard Ao Bing’s words become more and more outrageous. Finally, he couldn’t help it and said, “Donor Xiaoyaozi, are you going to teach your apprentice these principles?”

Su Jin said: "Yes, they are all life experiences and are very practical."

Di Ksitigarbha said speechlessly: "I think your teachings are very problematic. Even if you don't teach people to be good, at least you can't teach people to do evil, right?"

Su Jin didn't want to tell him any great truths, because many of them were experienced by themselves, and others could understand them when they said them. If they didn't have this experience, even if they said it too much, it would be a waste of time.

Releasing his divine thoughts and scanning the radius of thousands of miles, Su Jin saw that in front of a broken temple about two thousand miles away, an invisible blood demon was constantly attacking several monks, and he was about to break through their defense and kill them all.

"Dixian, come with me." Su Jin waved his hand, shrank his steps into an inch, and rushed towards the place where the blood demon was.

Dizang and others followed him for no reason. Soon after, they came to the ruined temple and saw with their own eyes that the blood demon was constantly destroying the seven monks. The scene was very tragic.

"Donor Xiaoyaozi, what do you mean?" Dizang asked in confusion.

"Dixin, those monks are about to be slaughtered by the blood demon. Do you think people should have a righteous heart, so don't you go and save them?" Su Jin asked.

"Of course I need to save it." Dizang said and rushed over, using his powerful leakless golden body to blow up the blood demon countless times.

"Where are you from the stinky monks? Why do you have to meddle in other people's business?" The blood demon dragged his increasingly thin figure, distanced himself from the terrifying little monk, and roared angrily.

"In broad daylight, how can you let you kill innocent people?" said Dizang.

"Innocent?" The blood demon seemed to have heard something very funny, and laughed strangely, "If they are..."

"Thank you for your life-saving grace!" Before he could say anything, a rescued monk in blue-shirt shouted loudly: "Master, don't listen to his nonsense. This devil is the best at bewitching people's hearts. He has destroyed our entire sect by this method!"

Dizang frowned slightly. Just as he was about to speak, the monk in blue clothes raised his spiritual treasure and shouted to the people beside him: "What are you stunned? Hurry up and kill this beast to avenge the sect!"
Chapter completed!