Just as they were returning to the bamboo house, they saw a slender and tall young man in white appearing not far from them.

As soon as he saw Yang Jiao, he immediately shouted, and then strode over:

"Fourth brother."

Yang Jiao and Lian Song walked in front of him, and then introduced:

"Third brother, this is Su Su, who is talented in cultivation, and teaches him when he meets a good talent and beautiful jade, which is a pleasure in the world."

He introduced to Bai Qian:

"His name is Lian Song, he is my third brother, you can call him Lian Song directly."

Lian Song Duan looked at Bai Qian for a while, and saw that Yang Jiao didn't have any sense of weakness, so he immediately said:

"Miss Susu, do you know that my fourth brother has only known the word cultivation in his heart since he was a child, and he only knows retreat and cultivation all day long, even if it is me, it is the first time I have seen a woman standing next to him."

When Bai Qian heard this, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes, and then he said in surprise:

"Although Yang Jiao's personality is a little cold, he is not so much that he has nothing else outside the road, and he still has such a look."

Even when Song Yi heard the word Yang Jiao, he immediately thought of his fourth brother's biological mother's surname Yang, and he didn't dwell too much, but made a look of emotion:

"But that's the way it is, I don't know how many times I've said it, and I'm blind to his naturally good skin."

Bai Qian glanced at Yang Jiao when she heard this, and couldn't help but smile, and then she looked at the vegetable basket to pick the elixir, and immediately said:

"Then you talk first, I'll go cook first."

I saw Yang Jiao nodding slightly, but Lian Song gave a salute:

"I'm tired of the vegetarian girl."

Seeing this, Bai Qian waved his hand again and again, signaling that he should not be too polite.

Lian Song glanced at Bai Qian's brisk back, and his expression changed suddenly:

"Fourth brother, do you know that you have a marriage contract on you, why are you still involved with mortal women, let me say why did you ask me to go to the god of folding face before, what do you want to forget the water, it should be because of her."

Yang Jiao's eyes were long, and he said lightly:

"Third brother, don't think that if you are used to pretending to be a playboy, you really see through the love in the world."

"So I think I'm in love, and I'm just a Taoist friend with her."

Lian Song's eyelids jumped:

"Where is there any simple Taoist friendship between men and women, with the indifferent nature you have cultivated since childhood, how can you teach people to cultivate for no reason, or teach a woman, you really think your third brother is stupid."

Yang Jiao's eyes were condensed, and he looked at him and said calmly:

"Why can a man and a woman only have affection, but not righteousness."

"A friend of mine once said something like this, which I still remember to this day."

Lian Songhu said suspiciously:

"Do you have any friends? Listening to your tone, it's also a woman? ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but spin around Yang Jiao, and his eyes were even more suspicious, thinking that his younger brother was an elm head, how could he feel more playful than him, a playboy.

Yang Jiao said calmly:

"There is still righteousness between men and women, and there is no distinction between men and women."

"You still have to worry about your own problems and concentrate on your cultivation, otherwise I am afraid that you will not be able to touch the realm of the gods in this life."

Lian Song stopped, stood in front of Yang Jiao, and waved his hand:

"It's enough for Tiangong to have you and Yehua, I don't want to break the current free and chic days."

Subsequently, Lian Song saw that Yang Jiao really showed no signs of emotion, so he put his mind at ease, and the three of them had a dinner in a friendly manner.

When Lian Song was leaving, he also deliberately transmitted a message saying that his father and Emperor Donghua would discuss the marriage date between him and Qingqiu, so that Yang Jiao could grasp the time in the mortal world by himself.

Five months later.

On Junjian Mountain, a gray-robed man and a white-clothed woman were fighting one move at a time.

I saw a woman in white holding a folding fan, fanning out a strong wind that could open mountains and crack rocks and turn over rivers and seas.

The man pointed at the sword and struck a sword light, striking directly at the weak point in the strong wind, turning it into nothingness.

"Although the Yuqing Kunlun Fan is infinitely powerful, it is still too reluctant for you who have not become an immortal to use, let me teach you swordsmanship."

This pair of men and women is Yang Jiao and Bai Qian.

"If you hadn't said that if I had outdone you, I would have granted me a request, how would I have used this fan?"

Bai Qian looked at Yang Jiao and muttered, a sword pill floated in front of her, the sword pill flickered, and a clear and sharp long sword appeared in her hand.

So, she smiled:

"Okay, you can only use the same cultivation as me to compete, don't rely on it!"

Yang Jiaoyun said lightly:

"I've told half a lie since you and I met."

As soon as the words fell, a murderous aura suddenly attacked.

Yang Jiao was still carrying it with one hand, and for the long sword that was about to come to him, it was just a flick of his fingers, and Bai Qian, who was holding the sword, was shocked into the air and did seven or eight somersaults in a row, before this momentum dispersed.

The white willow leaves floating in the sky frowned slightly, and his body shape changed, and nine white shallow eyes surrounded Yang Jiao.

In an instant, the nine swords fired together, and then each long sword turned into a hundred, like nine long dragons attacking Yang Jiao.

"Su Su, you are doing useless work by using the sword moves I taught you to deal with me."

Yang Jiao lowered his eyes and stood up, a sword light appeared on his fingertips, and in an instant, the sword light shot out with lightning speed, penetrating the dragon head of the nine long dragons

Suddenly, the long dragon collapsed, and a sword pill fell to the ground with a slight dimness.

Yang Jiao on the ground suddenly disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Bai Qian, and pointed his sword at the center of her eyebrows.

"You've lost."

A mysterious smile flashed across Bai Qian's face.

"Not necessarily."

The sword pill that fell to the ground appeared on the back of Yang Jiao's head in the blink of an eye.

"It's a tie."

Yang Jiao immediately put down his sword finger:

"You're taking advantage of a loophole, if it were a real enemy, you'd have died a long time ago."

Bai Qian withdrew the sword pill and said with a smile:

"It doesn't matter if I win or lose, or if it's a tie or not, I should have beaten you, right?"

Yang Jiao glanced at her and said:

"That's right."

After Bai Qian heard this, the smile on his face became more and more intense.

Immediately, the two of them landed on the top of Junji Mountain, and suddenly, Yang Jiao spoke:

"After today, we will be separated for the time being, and when we meet again, I'm afraid we will wait for you to become immortals."

When Bai Qian heard this, he showed a look of shock:

"You're leaving?"

Yang Jiao nodded:

"I am Mo Jiao, the fourth prince of the Nine Heavenly Palace, and my mother's surname is Yang, so my pseudonym in the mortal world is Yang Jiao."

Bai Qian was surprised:

"Heavenly Palace Prince?"

Yang Jiao took out a token and instructed gently:

"This is a token of my Sanguan Palace, and in the future, after you survive the Thunder Tribulation, there will be an extradition envoy to ask you if you are willing to become an immortal in the Heavenly Palace."

"If you are willing, take out this token, and the envoy will arrange for you to join the Sanguan Palace."

"And if someone asks you how long you have been cultivating to cross the heavenly thunder, you will answer that it took eighty or ninety thousand years."

"This token has the effect of simulating the bloodline breath of the Protoss, and no one in the Heavenly Palace will discover the secret of your cultivation at that time."

After Bai Qian took the token, he looked at Yang Jiao again:

"Earlier, you said that if you lose my move, you have to agree to my request, and you can't do it."

Yang Jiao laughed:

"You and I are friends with each other, how can I go back on my word."

After Bai Qian heard this, the sentimentality of parting immediately dissipated a lot, and he thought that his cultivation was afraid that it would not take three months to become an immortal, so he immediately said:

"Alright, let's give a high-five."

As she spoke, she raised her white and slender palms.

Yang Jiao raised his palm and spoke:

"Do you remember when I explained to you what a Taoist friend is?"

After Bai Qian listened, a knowing smile appeared on his pretty face.

The two of them high-fived, and with a "snap", they only heard Yang Jiao whispering:

"Love is longer than the sun and the moon."

"Smack!" The two of them high-fived, and Bai said with a smile:

"This righteousness lasts forever."