My Senior Brother is Too Steady

The Jade Emperor used the way of heaven to inquire, and sent Dongmu Gong to secretly search for several years. Finally, he found a barely adequate ancient spiritual beast and placed it in the hands of Li Changshou.

Sure enough, the howling divine dog.

This Roaring God Dog is quite special, not an ordinary creature.

Their family is not created by heaven and earth. They are specially born to assist the strong. They have strong talents and innate magical powers. They can fight against ferocious beasts and turn into treasures and weapons. However, their own cultivation requires the guidance of other creatures at all times. , otherwise even the spiritual intelligence cannot be opened.

The Tengu clan is actually a 'masterpiece' created by innate beings using their magical powers in ancient times.

After Li Changshou thought about it, he handed the Roaring Sky Dog, which was still just a ball of hair, to Princess Long Ji, who secretly sent it to Yang Jian to give Yang Jian some benefits.

It turns out that Fairy Yunhua and Long Ji are most familiar with each other, so it is reasonable for Long Ji to do such a thing.

At the same time, Long Ji secretly shows up to show his goodwill, and will also send a message to Yang Jian, making Yang Jian feel that his mother's suppressed life is very miserable, and putting more pressure on Yang Jian.

And more importantly, Long Ji is Yang Jian's cousin.

She showed her kindness to Yang Jian in advance and made friends with Yang Jian. After Yang Jian completed the final experience, she could come forward to ease Yang Jian's emotions and avoid a difficult ending for both parties.

Long Ji's trip to send Roaring Dog went very smoothly, and her meeting with Yang Jian did not cause any disturbance.

After their brother and sister met this time, Yang Jian began to treat himself more harshly, leaving the footprints of his bloody battles everywhere in the world.

Eighty-Nine Mysterious Techniques have endless magical uses.

All of this seems to be under Li Changshou's control, but neither Dao Fifty nor Tian Yan Forty-Nine can achieve perfection without flaws, and Li Changshou cannot do it even more.

Ninety-eight percent is not just a casual statement.

Only a few years after Long Ji went to see Yang Jian, a variable that Li Changshou had never imagined suddenly appeared.

[Yang Jian’s cultivation speed suddenly increased sharply, and he achieved breakthroughs one after another within a few months! 】

In the Taibai Palace, Li Changshou, who maintained the appearance of an old god, frowned and stared at the scene in the bronze mirror.

To his right, the Jade Emperor in armor was sitting in an armchair; behind them stood Princess Long Ji, Ao Yi, and Jin Peng.

Because the Emperor who understood Heaven had let it slip again, the three of them knew the identity of Tsuen Tong, and they were all very respectful at the moment.

Especially Long Ji, who stood obediently behind his father, not daring to breathe.

——This is also what the Jade Emperor thought. As long as this incarnation does not wander around, does not monitor the heavenly soldiers and generals, does not conduct regular assessments, and does not molest Chang'e in the Moon Palace, there will be no overall impact. On the contrary, it will make it easier for him to do what he wants to do openly. thing.

For example, fishing in an honest and fair manner.

These five figures, together with Ling'e, the 'spectator outside the venue' who was watching the place with the cloud mirror technique on Xiaoqiong Peak, looked at the picture displayed by the bronze mirror.

In the starry void, green-blue divine thunder struck down crazily, and bursts of sky wind roared continuously;

A somewhat tiny figure stood in front of the lightning of the Heavenly Tribulation. Now it was standing against the wind and thunder. The figure was a little three points taller than an ordinary person. At this moment, it was as thick as a mountain!

Yang Jian!

He has completely digested that drop of Gonggong's original essence and blood, and is overcoming the Golden Immortal Tribulation!

"How many years has it been? Yang Jian's cultivation speed is amazing."

Li Changshou sighed softly, and the man beside him felt the same way.

After all, the last fifty years - the fifty years since Yang Jian left Yuquan Mountain to go out for training. When His Majesty the Jade Emperor had nothing to do, he spent all his time fishing in Taibai Hall and looking at the bronze mirrors.

No, I was so excited watching the live broadcast before that I even rewarded a tengu.

Years passed by in a blink of an eye, and I really didn’t notice the changes.

However, the price for His Majesty the Jade Emperor's fishing was the hard work and exhaustion of Li Changshou, an ordinary god of power.

In recent decades, His Majesty the Jade Emperor has even developed the habit of asking casual questions about everything.

[Chang Geng, what do you think? 】

How else to watch?

Every time I don’t sit and watch!

The great catastrophe of becoming a god is imminent, and Li Changshou cannot afford to fall behind in his own practice. Although he is busy with affairs in heaven, he still has to devote 70% of his energy to practice.

In addition, you must meet and chat with the junior sister regularly, give sermons and chat to the junior sister, relax your tense heartstrings, and give the junior sister a little... small reward.

It's a combination of work and rest.

Outside the heaven, there were many things that he needed to worry about.

The war between the Immortal Alliance and the Kingdom of Incense would ignite every few years;

Part of the Three Thousand Worlds has entered an era of chaos. The underworld has come to heaven several times to ask for help, requesting heaven to temporarily support a group of civil servants, but the underworld judges are not enough.

The casualties were heavy.

The only thing that pleased Li Changshou was that the two sects of Chanjie had been very restrained, and the situation in Zhongshen Continent was also relatively stable.

Although the friction between the Immortal Sects continued, there was no direct war between the Immortal Sects under the two sects. It was still a normal catastrophe chaos.

The prehistoric world seemed to be gradually heading towards chaos, but Li Changshou could feel that there was some kind of order hidden in this chaos.

The order established by Taozu and the Six Saints.

As long as the saint does not move, the world will not be completely chaotic.

Of course, the only thing that made Li Changshou happy was that Ling'e had been practicing hard over the years, and her desire for immortality became more and more determined.

This makes Li Changshou always feel...

He has a subtle mentality that it's worth the extra trouble outside.

After all, in this world, they are the only brothers and sisters who can really rely on each other; the Xiaoqiong Peak guarded by the junior sister is already the place where the Taoist heart of the senior brother rests.

Very pure, very sacred.

Look in the bronze mirror, the thunder light gradually disappears, the catastrophe is over.

Yang Jian's figure flew away, not coveting the insights after overcoming the tribulation, and quickly left this remote and desolate place. He was really vigilant.

The picture in the bronze mirror moved accordingly, and Master Yuding followed secretly.

The incarnation of the Jade Emperor said in a deep voice:

"Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques, the original essence and blood of ancestral witches, the magic weapon refined by Laojun, the skills gained from fighting with demons...

Chang Geng, when are you going to close the network? How to close the network? "

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the little god has been prepared."

Li Changshou took out a scroll from his sleeve and handed it over respectfully; the Jade Emperor's eyes lit up, and he held the scroll and read it.

Li Changshou glanced at Jin Peng, Ao Yi and Long Ji behind him again, and sighed:

"I was originally planning to let Yang Jian practice for a hundred years, but looking at the current situation, I had to intervene in advance to slow down his progress in cultivation.

At this point, such obsession will gradually make his Taoist heart lose control;

If the obsession is not eliminated and the Taoist mind is unstable, the higher the level of cultivation, the more likely it is to fall into the devil's way. "

Hearing what his master said, Long Ji couldn't help but show concern.

She had just had contact with Yang Jian once before, and she was also quite concerned about this cousin.

She asked softly: "Master, do you need to remind Yang Jian about this?"

Li Changshou thought for a while and asked: "You went to give him a dog, ahem, a prehistoric alien Tengu dog. How many times did Yang Jian mention his mother in total?"

"once."

Long Ji gave this reply after carefully recalling it, and added: "He seemed to just ask casually and did not show much emotion."

"Then it's really time to close the net," Li Changshou said without any hesitation in his eyes. He fumbled in his sleeves and took out a row of jade talismans, hanging them in front of him.

Seeing that Ao Yi and Jin Peng looked puzzled, Li Changshou took the initiative to explain:

"Yang Jian's temperament is a little reserved. The more he pretends to be calm, it proves that the deeper he buries this matter, the more serious the impact will be on himself.

After all, there are many things to say. If you are really relieved, you won't worry about anything. At least you will ask a few questions about Fairy Yunhua's current situation. "

On the other side, the incarnation of the Jade Emperor, Tsuen Dong, was holding the scroll with a look of astonishment on his face.

Tsuentong asked: "Chang Geng, what are you writing on this?

That’s all, just do it, I’ll just watch from the side! "

"Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty!"

Li Changshou cupped his hands, looked at the row of jade talismans suspended in front of him, and said with a smile:

"Then, I'll start making arrangements."

Quantong made a gesture of invitation, and Li Changshou carefully identified them. After confirming that they were correct, he crushed the three jade talismans on the left at the same time.

The same moment!

There was a broken jade talisman each at Yuding Zhenren and Bai Ze.

Bai Ze opened his eyes from the depths of the main hall of Lintian Hall, and gave an order. Dozens of black shadows who had been waiting for a long time came to him, and Bai Ze activated the moving formation under him.

They have been waiting for a long time!

Master Yuding frowned slightly in the vast world somewhere, looking at Yang Jian who was sitting cross-legged in the mountains and forests hundreds of miles away, digesting the thoughts of overcoming the tribulation, with a bit of worry in his eyes.

Subsequently, Master Yuding took the initiative to take Yang Chan away from this place, and would send a jade talisman to Yang Jian in three days to lead Yang Jian to a certain place.

At the same time, in a corner of the Three Thousand Worlds.

Xu Bodhi, a Western sage disciple who looked much thinner than he had been a few decades ago, slowly opened his eyes.

Xu Bodhi looked at the jade talisman in his hand that shone brightly, examined the few words that came out of his heart, and couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"It's unnecessary..."

After saying that, Xu Bodhi's figure gradually faded away, and he prepared to look for traces of Yang Jian in three days and three hours.

In the five prehistoric continents, there is the White Palace in Heaven.

Li Changshou brushed the large bronze mirror in front of him with his palm. The picture on it gradually blurred and then quickly became clear. However, three areas and three pictures were revealed——

First, Bai Ze led people to arrange something in a mortal village.

Secondly, Yang Jian is practicing quietly in the forest, but compared to the scene previously provided by Yuding Zhenren, the shooting angle is obviously changed at this time;

Third, above the East China Sea, one hundred thousand Tianhe naval forces, led by Bian Zhuang, were practicing new bean soldier formations...

Li Changshou closed his eyes and meditated, sorting out his entire plan.

Yang Jian's growth trajectory along the way, the opportunities and experiences he arranged time and time again, and the tribulations Yang Jian himself encountered were all reflected in Li Changshou's heart.

The test questions have been published, it’s up to you whether you can pass.

Yang Jian.

…

Taibai Venus.

In the prehistoric world, a relatively peripheral Three Thousand Worlds, a simple mortal village.

In the dead of night, when people are quiet, candle shadows are swaying in the village, and one or two laughter can be heard.

Yang Jian, who had just finished eliminating the demons here and was about to leave, did not show up to accept the praise and worship of these mortals;

He waited on the hillside outside the village for half a day to determine whether any fish had slipped through the net.

At this moment, Yang Jian stopped and stood under the stars in the sky, looking up at the stars, and couldn't help but start looking for the rumored star.

The time seemed wrong, it was just getting dark.

At his feet, a white dog just half a foot tall was gently rubbing his cloth boots.

With a gentle smile on his face, Yang Jian took the puppy into his palm, turned it into a jade pendant and put it in his arms. The figure jumped up and headed towards the sky.

Without relying on white clouds or magical weapons, the physical body can still travel across the universe with such speed. Yang Jian, who has just survived the Golden Immortal Tribulation, has indeed made another leap in strength.

call out--

A beam of green light shot out from the void. Yang Jian cheered up and took the initiative to face the green light. He opened his hand and picked out a jade talisman, and bowed to the jade talisman.

The only one who can find me is... the master who has been hiding nearby.

Although Yang Jian was not sure about this, and he had survived several close calls over the years, his master did not show up.

But Yang Jian can actually feel that the master is not far away from him.

By the way, Yang Jian will also feel that he got some opportunities that are very reasonable at first glance and have no problems at closer inspection.

It seemed as if the path I was on had already been forsaken by many benefits.

Who could do this?

It shouldn't be the master. The master has always been alone, and he only has one or two friends such as Uncle Taiyi. If we want to arrange these opportunities for him, we may have to use countless manpower.

They are those forces who want to gain momentum quickly and achieve a certain goal.

He is not a fool. How could he not know that he has been involved in the struggle between the top powers in the world since he was born?

With this thought in his heart, Yang Jian opened the jade talisman in his hand and saw its contents.

There was a demon making trouble in a certain world, and it seemed that it was borrowing souls from mortals to practice cultivation. He needed to go there immediately.

The content of the jade talisman that his master gave him several times before was similar.

Yang Jian did not hesitate, he grabbed a three-pointed two-edged gun out of thin air and held it behind his back. He crossed the void and hurried towards the direction given by his master.

But this time was different from the previous times.

When Yang Jian arrived, the demon abducted the people and livestock in a remote village. Only a faint trace of the demonic aura remained in the empty village, which was dissipating in the wind...

Yang Jian searched carefully and couldn't find any clues at all. He only said that the demon's ability to hide and hide was very powerful.

After searching for half a day within a radius of thousands of miles, everything was peaceful, and there were many Qi Refiners here...

In desperation, Yang Jian returned to the village again, and this time he saw two children wandering at the entrance of the village;

So he asked carefully and found out that these two mortal children were playing in the mountains, so they escaped the disaster.

At that moment, Yang Jian took them to a nearby town to settle down. He spent some spiritual stones and placed them in a restaurant where qigong masters gathered. He also scared the owner of the restaurant.

After sending the brother and sister to a room, Yang Jian raised his hand and touched their heads, told them not to wander around, left a jade talisman with his own breath, and turned around to leave.

As soon as he walked out of the room, Yang Jian heard the sobbing of the younger girl inside.

"Brother, what should we do in the future...

My parents don’t want us anymore. "

"It's okay, I'll protect you. Didn't the Immortal help us find our parents?"

Yang Jian paused, his expression became a little gloomy, and he slowly closed his eyes, trying to calm his mind, but those pictures that he had deliberately buried always appeared in his heart.

On the street, two little figures were wrapped in a quilt, spending a sleepless night.

With a wry smile, Yang Jian shook his head and continued to search for the whereabouts of the demon that his master had mentioned.

but……

Not to be found, not to be found anywhere.

The faint demonic aura seemed to be deliberately provoking his mind. Every time he thought he had found a clue, his pursuit was in vain.

But unluckily, those images kept reappearing in my mind, the tragedy in the Yang Mansion, the blood splattered when the heavenly soldiers smashed the figure protecting him in front of him...

After searching for several times to no avail, Yang Jian's eyes flashed with anger. He shouted angrily in a low voice and stomped the ground with his left foot. The barren mountain beneath his feet suddenly collapsed, and the solid rocks shattered into powder!

In the smoke and dust, Yang Jian stood out of thin air, closed his eyes, and wanted to calm down his mind. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice coming from his ear:

"Yang Jian, you finally can't bear it anymore."

What about the Western teachings?

Yang Jian opened his eyes and saw an almost faint figure standing in front of him, which was transformed by Xu Bodhi's spiritual thoughts.

"roll."

"Hehehe," Xu Bodhi's spiritual thoughts floated gently, "Do you really want Pindao to go away? Then why don't you raise the spiritual spear in your hand?

Yang Jian, you are a smart man, and you must have the idea of ​​taking advantage of the situation in your heart.

But now I don't need to worry too much. I only need to tell you one thing. You will be desperate and eager to go to heaven to save your poor mother.

The Heavenly Court should erase your mother. "

"nonsense!"

Yang Jian's eyes burst out with two divine lights, "How could I be deceived by you!"

"Are you really deceived?"

Xu Bodhi's voice went straight into Yang Jian's Taoist heart, and the last sound echoed throughout Yang Jian's spiritual platform.

"If you think about it carefully, your mother is the nominal princess of Heaven, the sister of the Lord of the Three Realms, but she is just a mortal brother and sister of the Jade Emperor during his calamity.

She married a mortal privately and gave birth to a son and a daughter. What is even more ironic is that this mortal had already married and had children.

What's this?

Shame, there were countless Qi practitioners who made fun of the Jade Emperor, it was so hilarious!

If it weren't for you to become a disciple of Yuding and become a disciple of the Chan Cult, which would make the Heavenly Court fearful, would your mother be alive today?

But it’s different now, Yang Jian. "

Yang Jian clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his neck popped out, and his forehead shone with a dark red light.

Xu Bodhi continued:

"Now that the Heavenly Court has gained power, the Great Tribulation of the Gods will bring great prosperity to the Heavenly Court. You, a disciple of the third generation of Chanjiao, are no longer in their eyes.

Don't say it's you, so what about your master?

In the past two days, there have been rumors in heaven that your mother will be removed from the mortal world and suppressed.

If something unexpected happens during this process, a few monsters suddenly come, and it doesn't matter if some heavenly soldiers and generals die. Your mother died in the rebellion, and the Jade Emperor and the Taibai Venus will shed a few tears in a pretentious manner to earn some fame... "

Buzz!

The spear in Yang Jian's hand stabbed forward without warning, and Xu Bodhi's spiritual thoughts were instantly shattered!

Xu Bodhi just left a soft sigh, unable to say more, and his spiritual thoughts completely dissipated.

Yang Jian stood in the night sky. The moon was covered by clouds and dimmed without stars. His chest was constantly rising and falling, and he was constantly suppressing his Taoist heart.

The Western religion obviously has bad intentions. You must consider the position of explaining the teachings and the Master. You cannot make it difficult for the Master. You cannot...

Exhaling slowly, Yang Jian put away his spear and turned around to head towards the town where the brother and sister were. But as soon as he took two steps in the air, he suddenly turned around, knelt down facing the night sky, and kowtowed three times.

"Master! Disciple is unworthy! Master, please put those children in order!"

After saying this, Yang Jian stood up, blood surged in his palms, and transformed into a cloud-breaking goshawk, shooting towards Wubuzhou!

In the direction where Yang Jian just knelt down, Master Yuding frowned and stood with his hands behind his back, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"Teacher," Yang Chan asked worriedly, "My brother..."

Yuding said calmly: "Don't be afraid."

After saying that, Yuding swept his sleeves and took Yang Chan away from here.

The man who has his own fair share of children goes to settle them;

The villagers of that mountain village also returned to the village a few days later.

…

'Mother. ’

‘Heaven! ’

While galloping, Yang Jian's heart surged with these words.

There was a turmoil in his heart, and he wanted to try his best to suppress it and keep himself calm, but those scenes from his childhood were like a mountain torrent, breaking down the dam he had built for many years!

He practices the Eighty-nine Mysterious Techniques, and although his speed in controlling the air is not slow, it is still limited.

The road to Wubuzhou seemed too far away.

Calm down, he must stay calm at this time. With his current strength, he still cannot shake those powerful and powerful people. He must find a way to use everything he can call to negotiate with the heaven.

But what can he use?

Without the protection of his master, he was alone with only a spear and a suit of armor.

Gradually, Yang Jian felt despair in his heart, but these despairs instantly turned into anger and motivation to move forward!

Seven days later, he saw the world of Wubuzhou bathed in the light of the sun and stars, and there was only one thought left in his heart!

Rush in!

Go to heaven!

No matter what it takes, we must pull her out from under that mountain!

To the east of the East China Sea, at the end of the world, a bloody stream of light passed through this place very quickly and shot high into the sky.

But just as the stream of light could not fly thousands of miles, a transparent barrier appeared in the sky, blocking the stream of light.

Hearing a roar, Yang Jian immediately retreated, his eyes still clear, and he was still calm.

He looked at the blue sky in front of him, the cracked wall of light that he had knocked out, and the rows of silver-armored heavenly soldiers that slowly appeared behind the wall of light...

trap?

Yang Jian's pupils shrank, and he suddenly realized that the heavenly soldiers who appeared here to stop him were just evidence of the words of the Western sect!

There is Taibai Venus in the heaven, which means that there are no plans left to balance the heaven and the earth.

I am afraid that I have been targeted by Taibaijinxing for a long time...

The fact that my mother will be wiped out is not a lie!

The heavenly soldiers put away their weapons, the wall of light dissipated, and a golden-armored heavenly general stepped forward and said loudly:

"Is the person here Yang Jian, a disciple of Chanjiao?"

"good!"

Yang Jian said coldly.

The golden-armored heavenly general said: "We are here to stop you under the order of Taibai Xingjun. Xingjun has said that you should not make mistakes and cherish your future..."

Yang Jian said coldly: "What if I have to make a mistake today?"

The golden armored general's face was expressionless, the sword in his hand was raised high, and golden light shone.

I saw layers of ripples appearing in the sky above the East China Sea, and row after row of 'Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals' appeared here. Most of them were strong men holding shields, or female immortal soldiers holding bows and arrows.

No, they are not living beings, but Shinto soldiers!

Yang Jian immediately identified the identities of these figures.

The heavenly soldiers and generals who had just stopped him quickly retreated, and the Taoist soldiers all over the sky had already surrounded dozens of miles around;

Each of these Taoist soldiers actually formed a battle formation and locked onto Yang Jian firmly.

Among these Tao soldiers, there was a creature with a strong aura, which seemed to be similar to the Tao soldiers, but gave Yang Jian a faint sense of oppression.

He fell into such an ambush without even realizing it...

The golden-armored general hid thousands of miles away, and his voice came again:

"If you disobey Xingjun's order, life or death will be difficult to determine. Yang Jian, I will give you another chance to retreat today."

"Give my mother back..."

Yang Jian whispered something in a low voice, then showed a fierce look on his face. He clenched his spear and his gaze penetrated thousands of miles, causing the golden armored general to subconsciously take half a step back.

"Give me my mother back!"

The golden-armored general roared angrily: "Start the formation!"

Pillars of light lit up over the East China Sea, turning into cages of heaven and earth!

Yang Jian knew that there was no way out today, his eyes were about to burst into flames, and his figure was about to soar into the sky!

"Wait!"

Hearing another soft drink, Yang Jian made a move, and the Tao soldiers on all sides who were controlled by the heavenly soldiers from a distance also stopped at the same time.

Yang Jian frowned slightly, showing disbelief, and turned to look behind him.

There, a young Taoist priest with a delicate face and a long robe slowly came over carrying a spear.

Qianyuan Mountain, under Taiyi Sect, Lingzhuzi!

Yang Jian looked a little stunned and asked in a low voice: "Brother, are you trying to stop me?"

"Well," Lingzhuzi pursed his lips and tightened his grip on the spear, as if he didn't want to say another word.

Yang Jian couldn't help but fell into silence, staring at the figure of Ling Zhuzi, clenching the body of the three-pointed two-edged gun several times, and loosening the gun several times.

"Why?"

Yang Jian's voice was slightly trembling.

Lingzhuzi said: "By the master's order."

"My actions today have nothing to do with teaching."

"You are a disciple of Chanjiao, why are you not related?"

Yang Jian closed his eyes and exhaled softly, without shouting out his embarrassment at the top of his lungs, nor saying a word more about his beliefs.

Holding the spear tightly, his eyes no longer had any hesitation, only determination.

"A battle."

call--

The fire-tip gun in Lingzhuzi's hand ignited green and white flames, and he rushed forward, bursting out at his top speed almost instantly!

Yang Jian immediately moved to the side and narrowly missed the Lingzhu spear, but he took the initiative to give in.

Then, Yang Jian left an afterimage on the spot, and his figure disappeared with a swipe. When he reappeared, he was already ten feet in front of the spirit bead. If the eagle of the sky swooped down and slammed it with a gun!

Lingzhu was surrounded by fire, and he was as fast as a ghost. He didn't hide at all and faced Yang Jian head-on!

The countless Dao soldiers around them shouted in unison, and the prison array became stronger and stronger...

After a moment of fierce fighting, Lingzhuzi flew backwards out of the formation. His face was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, and there was a blood hole on his shoulder, which was dented in a large area.

If you lose, you will be eliminated.

But then, those Taoist soldiers no longer had any scruples, and hundreds of 'masters' hiding among them swarmed up, surrounded Yang Jian, and imprisoned him from all directions!

war!

Yang Jian raised his gun and rushed into the pile of Taoist soldiers. The bangs of explosions continued one after another, and each Taoist soldier was smashed into gray powder, but the number continued without interruption.

And those 'special masters' mixed in the Tao soldiers also made Yang Jian constantly blocked, unable to really charge back and forth.

Heavenly Court, at East Tianmen.

The sound of drums resounded for tens of thousands of miles, and groups of heavenly soldiers rushed in, setting up defense lines of Taoist soldiers outside the Tianmen.

In the Taibai Hall, Li Changshou showed a slight smile, shook his fly whisk, and went out in the clouds with several figures behind him.

Li Changshou said: "Long Ji, go and wait in front of Dongtian Gate first.

If Yang Jian can rush in front of you, just say what his teacher told you. "

"Yes," Long Ji clasped his fists in salute, picked up his sword, activated his magical power, and hurried to Dongtianmen.

Behind Li Changshou, Ao Yi, Jin Peng, and Xiong Lingli stood quietly. Except for Xiong Lingli's little face, which was full of nervousness and trying to show a fierce look, Ao Yi and Jin Peng were both calm and composed.

They just follow orders.

…

Yang Jian was in a bitter battle.

He thought about it for a long time on the way here, and finally made up his mind, knowing that he would inevitably have a hard battle today and his chances of winning were very small.

He didn't believe in any miracles, nor did he believe in so-called luck. The only thing he believed in was the spear in his hand, which he wanted to hit all the way to his mother's side.

But Yang Jian never thought that he would be so embarrassed when facing the Taoist soldiers from heaven.

The large formation suppressed him and suppressed all the aftermath of the attack;

The Taoist soldier is not afraid of death, and waves of immortal power impact his stable mysterious body.

Especially those 'masters' who were good at combined attacks and were trapped among ordinary Tao soldiers, they caused him a lot of trouble and even left a lot of injuries on his mysterious body.

The Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique is the best at defense. The physical body is like a spiritual treasure. If a Qi practitioner of the same level does not have a heavy treasure, it is almost impossible to break through it.

This shows that the power of the opponent's combined attack is really not weak.

Figures, figures, figures.

The Taoist soldiers are constantly flowing and killing them endlessly, but their own energy, blood and strength are constantly being depleted by the Taoist soldiers.

It is difficult for the physical body to rely on elixirs to restore strength. Yang Jian kept calculating in his heart and kept rushing forward, approaching Dongtianmen step by step with the silhouettes of people in the sky and the fly ash exploded by Taoist soldiers in the sky!

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Yang Jian's front suddenly became clear.

The Taoist soldiers retreated?

Yang Jian, who was already a little numb, immediately rushed forward several hundred feet, but was soon blocked by the light wall, and another large number of Taoist soldiers swarmed in.

After killing one batch, there is another batch.

Night and day alternate one after another.

The battle lasted for more than ten days and nights, alarming experts from all over the world, but no one could get close to the East Gate of Heaven within tens of thousands of miles.

The large number of dragon masters lurking under the East China Sea also exerted pressure on themselves and spread far away in all directions.

During the continuous battle, Yang Jian never fell down.

The robe was not stained with blood, but it was torn everywhere;

There was no crack in the spear, and the palm of his hand was trembling slightly.

Moving forward little by little, waving his gun again and again, Yang Jian finally reached the East Tianmen, only a thousand feet away from the white jade gate.

Behind him were thirty-nine Taoist defense lines that he had broken through, and more than sixty formations that he had personally destroyed.

There were no figures in front of him, and Yang Jian's tense heartstrings relaxed only half a minute before he suddenly staggered.

He held on to the spear and managed to keep from falling in the air, but his feet were unstable, his legs gradually bent, and he gradually lost strength.

limit……

This is your limit.

Yang Jian sighed softly in his heart, but his eyes and heart did not waver at all.

He leaned on the spear, took a breath, and tried to stand up again, but he could only barely arch his back.

"Yang Jian!"

An urgent shout came from the front, and Yang Jian's nearly exhausted immortal consciousness saw that Long Ji, who had once met once, was coming on a cloud, holding a sword in his hand.

Was she also here to stop him?

A large number of Taoist soldiers were about to encircle the rear. Long Ji immediately shouted softly: "Everyone, stand down!"

Groups of Taoist soldiers stood motionless on the cloud road like wooden figures.

Yang Jian laughed bitterly in his heart, he had implicated others after all.

Long Ji moved forward to help, but Yang Jian raised his hand to stop him.

He lay in the air panting, looking for the remaining strength in his body.

"Yang Jian, what are you doing?"

Standing three feet away, Long Ji shouted in a trembling voice: "There are many things you have never seen or heard, and you don't understand the inside story. You are just being used by others."

use……

Yang Jian closed his eyes and slowly opened them. His forehead shone with light red light, but his body shape changed from a hunched back to a kneeling position. He clutched the three-pointed two-edged gun in his right hand. His voice went from weak to gradually stronger. .

"In this... in this world...

Creatures, both weak and powerful, will be controlled by a force.

The way of heaven, heaven, or the so-called destiny and destiny.

Living beings have many sufferings. Some people are born to face cruel hell, but they have to move forward and are pushed forward by that force.

That's how I am. "

"Yang Jian……"

Long Ji wanted to move forward again, supporting Yang Jian's swaying but still trying to stand firm, but she paused and subconsciously stopped a few feet away.

Yang Jian was holding a three-pointed two-edged spear, and the originally depleted mystical body spawned wisps of strength.

The power of the origin of life.

He went from lying down to rickets, and then slowly tried to stand up straight;

The trembling of his hands became weaker and weaker, but his hoarse voice remained coherent.

Yang Jian said:

"This force may be hatred, or the longing for my mother, or the growing self-blame in my heart, the calculation of the so-called great religious dispute, or the great catastrophe between heaven and earth.

They seemed to be telling me all the time - go and save your mother, go and save your mother.

But I completely ignored my own thoughts.

They just used me as a chess piece, pushing me forward, blocking me backwards, and constantly playing with it.

This is the ancient world, the ancient world that has long lost its vitality! "

Long Ji didn't know how to answer. He could only stare at the figure in front of him, straighten his chest and move forward step by step again.

Ahead, the East Tianmen is in sight, but large swaths of gray clouds are sweeping in.

Yang Jian gritted his teeth, and streams of energy squeezed out from his limbs and bones. The pain here was like scraping bones and stripping away marrow!

But his expression remained normal, he didn't even hum, he just moved forward and growled.

His voice became stronger, his words became more urgent, waves of wind surged through his body, and the clouds and mist beneath his feet solidified again!

"Ahead, there may be mountains of swords and seas of fire, and it may be hell for me, Yang Jian!

There may be a continuous battle, and I will use up all my strength!

Maybe I gave everything I had, just to step into the next hell.

But today!

today!

Even if the road ahead is not bright!

Even if I have to die in front of the mountain that suppressed my mother, let those who plot behind it succeed! "

Yang Jian's eyes were full of light, and a vertical gap seemed to appear on his forehead, with streaks of blood pouring out of it, illuminating his handsome and pale face, which was so cold!

Long Jidao's heart trembled slightly and he clenched the sword in his hand.

Yang Jian held his spear behind his back, looked forward with his head held high, and looked at the large gray clouds pouring out of Dongtianmen. He had already passed Long Ji, and he seemed to be talking to Long Jiyan, and also seemed to be talking to the people in front of him. Heaven screams.

“It’s my own decision to get here!

I chose the road, and I want to enter heaven! I have to enter hell myself!

The force that pushes me forward can only be my own choice, no one can interfere!

I, Erlang of the Yang family, Yang Jian!

I have come to this place today to take back my biological mother and seek justice from heaven for my father's tragic death!

Anyone who wants to stand in my way is my enemy. "

As soon as he finished speaking, thunder exploded in the sky!

The sound of beating drums came from all directions, and flying clouds flew in, three floors above, three floors below, three floors below!

Countless heavenly soldiers and generals appeared on the clouds, their gazes and immortal knowledge locked on Yang Jian.

Yang Jian said nothing, the red light on his forehead faded away, longing for power, calling for power, squeezing power from the mysterious body and soul!

Rumble——

It was the sound of heavenly soldiers beating drums, and there were various visions everywhere.

Yang Jian silently took out the only thing left by his father, which was a scholar's hair tie, which was wrapped around his head.

At this moment, amid the thunder in the sky!

A ray of golden light pierced the sky, and a pressure came from above, bringing up waves of wind and waves, causing Yang Jian's damaged robe to flutter sideways and behind.

The golden light condensed, and the old Taoist with white hair and white clothes appeared, holding a fly whisk and sitting cross-legged on the cloud, with his eyelids half-draped and his gaze lowered.

"Yang Jian, do you know your guilt?"