Because of the previous demon disaster, both cultivators and mortals in the whole world had a large number of territories that were vacant, not to mention the extra rich land of the three states. Therefore, the remaining monks and sects had nothing to fight for. They each chose a place to recuperate and develop slowly. The battle between the monk group and humans would definitely happen again in the future, but that should be thousands of years later.

The common theme of all monks in the world of Immortal Search is to refine demons with flying swords, and to clear away the remnants of demons hiding in the deep mountains and old forests.

It is not that we must eliminate the roots, but that in order to survive, these guys will sacrifice blood to the demon lord of the abyss and demon gods outside the realm. The terrifying scene brought by the demon disaster is extinct for thousands of miles. All the monks now still clearly remember it in their minds, and no one wants to do it again.

What's more, flying swords can also accumulate merits from heaven and earth and reduce the difficulty of crucifixion. How could a group of monks who seem noble but in fact extremely utilitarian will not do it?

Later, there were some stupid people who wanted to test whether raising the abyss demons could make merit. Finally, they found that killing the demons would increase the merit, while raising the demons would lose merit. If the merits of oneself were too low, the intensity of the thunder tribulation would increase significantly (╯‵□′)╯︵┴─┴.

Tianxin consciousness is just cute, but it is not stupid at all.

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Although Zhu Peng, the ancestor of the Six Poles, became the absolute leader of the twelve states in the entire Xunxian World, and caused the mountains and rivers to move, Zhu Peng gave the position of head of the Yuanshi Demon Sect to Ye Qingmei.

After all, a person who may not be able to control the passive increase in his cultivation at any time and ascends across the border is not suitable to be the leader of a sect.

The reason why he did not give Bai Sha or Nu Jia was because Bai Sha had a sinister personality. Of course, it was okay for such a person to be a cultivator, but he would not be qualified to be a sect leader, not to mention that he could not overcome the fifth-level divine thunder tribulation.

The corpse path and the ghost path are very pleasant and convenient to practice, but when you overcome the tribulation, it is extremely sour and refreshing. Whoever overcomes it will know.

Nu Jia was completely obsessed with his eight-part Buddha Bowl. Now he just wants to collect all his extraordinary eight-part protective demon gods, and even let go of his own practice... He is overcoming the demons, so why isn't the demons passing him?

Zhu Peng saw this situation and thought that if he could not wake up all the time, he would not accept him before leaving, so as not to cause disaster in the future.

Of course, the Tianxin consciousness in the world of immortals is at its strongest period, and it is not that easy to transform into a demon during this period. Nu Jia's future is likely to be killed in the process of subduing and sealing the demon. After all, his tactics and extreme operations are too easy to fail.

Ye Qingmei was fierce and impatient, and was a little bit floating. Before Fa Mie Feisheng talked with Zhu Peng for a long time, he finally decided to leave the position of the leader of the Yuanshi Demon Sect to her. Ye Qingmei was a sword immortal cultivator, and it was too difficult to overcome the fifth-level divine thunder tribulation. Either use the position of the sect leader to eliminate part of her dryness, or use the position of the sect leader to drag her cultivation, and wait until the entire world of searching for immortals is promoted to the middle-plane spiritual immortal world, which is also beneficial to her passing the tribulation.

In this way, everything is settled. A lazy life is leisurely and beautiful when everything is handled.

Reading, enjoying the magic weapon, studying various delicacies, enjoying the charm of Shuiyao, Hongxiu, Suyunzi, Ai Luli and Xiuya, and tenderness of mother and daughter.

Originally, Shui Yao knew that Zhu Peng had already passed the God-Transforming God Tribulation, and was worried that his husband would suddenly disappear. However, after twenty years, his husband still painted his eyebrows every day and made various delicious snacks. During these twenty years, Shui Yao felt like he was living in a beautiful dream... The only thing that was bad was that his husband had four concubines who wanted to share the rain and dew, although it was very exciting to be sleepy with each other occasionally.

It was decorated by five girls, and it was as gorgeous as a fairyland.

On the wide cloud bed, two slender legs like white jade pillars extended out of the white gauze curtain, while Zhu Peng's face was red, sweating like rain, loyal to his duties, hardworking and panting, serving the mistress of the house as if she was alive, until Shui Yao on the bed made a moan that seemed to be dead and alive, and her whole body was soft and soft, and her four sisters who had fainted, could Zhu Peng get a rest for a while.

"Damn, I wish I could stuff all the eggs in."

"...Yao'er is so beautiful and so good, she forgets her feelings for a while." She was obviously shouting hard just now, but Zhu Pengshen knew that he would dare to defend himself at this time and would definitely encounter cruel domestic violence. Therefore, he sympathized with love and said that he was complimenting every word.

"You know what you know... I'm hungry and want to eat Tremella pear soup." As a high-level half demon, Shui Yao has a much stronger physique than Xiu Ya, so she still has requests after having fun at this moment, feeling tired that her husband refused to fall asleep.

"Okay, okay, I'll do it for you now." Shui Yao would definitely not eat it if he asked the puppet to make it a clever idea or the maid to make it. Zhu Peng, who had just done heavy physical labor, nodded with a wry smile and then went to make tremite and pear soup for his little wife.

During the process of making soup, streams of pure green aura were wrapped in the surrounding space. Zhu Peng frowned slightly and suppressed it. However, there were streams of pure green aura extending the void, but it was impossible to suppress it in the end.

(It's been twenty years, can't I just drag it down?) This thought flashed through my mind, and then Zhu Peng began to speed up his movements, and the fresh fragrance spread, filling and echoed in the room.

After a long time, I thought my male slave was passive and lazy.

When Shuiyao rushed into the kitchen with her deep red lips angrily, what she saw was only six bowls of tremella pear soup on the long table... I really wanted to accompany you a little more, but in the end, I couldn't hold on.

"Husband...husband?" Feeling the afterglow of the fluctuations of the space, the breath of the spiritual immortal world spread around. Shuiyao, who was still angry a moment ago, walked towards the long table step by step, towards the tremella pear soup that his husband finally made for her.

Tears slid across his pretty face with a crystal white face. For the first time in his life, Shui Yao felt that the pear soup his husband made for him would be bitter.
Chapter completed!