On the back of Jinpeng, the avatar is in the sleeve.
Li Changshou, who was hiding his figure, touched his forehead silently, then glanced at the murderous Yang Jian, and sighed secretly.
It seemed that I had missed some good things because I made a steady hand at that time and didn't want to destroy the innate body.
I can't think so.
First, Tiandao is unlikely to allow himself to get the divine eye that sees through everything. The heavenly eye is also different from the heavenly eye. Just like a saint, there are strengths and weaknesses.
If it's his Dao of Equilibrium, combined with Yang Jian who can see the essence of heaven...
I am afraid that what will follow will be a destruction of heaven's punishment. Master Daozu directly appeared and said with a smile, "I missed my eyes, I missed my eyes, this son is actually an extraterrestrial demon"!
Second, in this prehistoric world, the benefits obtained by the living beings have been secretly priced by the Heavenly Dao, and obtaining the Heavenly Eye has established a direct connection with the Heavenly Dao.
From now on, Yang Jian is destined to work hard for the Heavenly Dao and become the descendant God of War in the Heavenly Court...
Well, whether the external image of 'Heavenly Court Official' can be reversed depends on what Yang Jian can smash Lingshan into today!
Li Changshou got rid of distracting thoughts and dealt with it wholeheartedly, observing every move of the veterans on Lingshan Mountain. Jin Peng had already hovered in the sky and flew right in front of Lingshan Mountain.
Today, he came to be Yang Jian's backer.
To be precise, it was the heaven he represented at this time to be Yang Jian's backer.
Why did Li Changshou insist on using the Paper Taoist to come
In fact, it was a little bit of self-preservation, giving the other party the illusion that "he is just a paper man, it's useless to hit him".
Yang Jian opened his eyes at the beginning, and closed his 'original' eyes and moved forward with a gun.
All the masters of the Western Sect frowned, but at the moment they were somewhat intimidated by Yang Jian's sky eyes...
But most of the veterans present have the strength to fight Yang Jian. Although Yang Jian has opened up the sky eye, the blood essence of Zuwu Dijiang has not been fully absorbed.
Even if there are no core disciples such as Ksitigarbha, Maitreya, and Xu Bodhi among the veteran Taoists present, and there are no Anbu masters such as Wen Jing, there are still many who can beat Yang Jian.
At this moment, what they were afraid of was only the Golden Peng behind Yang Jian and the old man sitting on the Golden Peng.
Lord Taibai Xing.
"Master Xingjun, what is the meaning of this?"
An old Taoist seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. He took a step back, hid in the crowd, pointed at Li Changshou and cursed:
"Mr. Taibaixing thinks that my disciples of the Western Sect have no temper
You came to Lingshan to humiliate me again and again, I thought you were the one who robbed me and gave in in every possible way, but now you are protecting the Jade Emperor's nephew to smash, burn and loot, intending to slander my reputation of Lingshan!
snort!
It's just... too much! "
Li Changshou remained silent, just lowered his head and watched Yang Jian who was approaching every step of the way.
All the old Taoists looked at each other for a few moments, and immediately someone took a half step forward, condensing thousands of golden lights in their palms, and slapped Yang Jian.
While the sleeve robe fluttered, Yang Jian's figure was blocked immediately.
"Stop those who come," said the old Taoist who made the move coldly, "Don't dare to act wild here because you have a complicated identity!
You said let me return your father and brother's life, who are your father and brother? "
Yang Jian pursed his lips tightly, and slowly raised the spear in his hand, the golden light wall in front of him began to flicker continuously, and tiny cracks appeared one after another.
"Father Yang Tianyou, mother Yunhua, elder brother Yang Jiao!"
"What does the matter of Fairy Yunhua have to do with my Lingshan?"
Yang Jian stepped forward, and the golden light in front of him exploded.
But he didn't have time to rush forward to launch an offensive, several golden lights suddenly flew from left and right, turning into ropes and wrapping around Yang Jian's body, temporarily restraining him in place.
Although Yang Jian wanted to dodge, his action was still half a moment late.
Seeing this, Li Changshou sighed secretly...
Yang Jian is handsome after he has opened his eyes, but his strength is still inferior to that of the second generation of Dajiao; if he wants to achieve the strength that can kill these old Western sects in front of him, Yang Jian still needs to practice calmly, and push the Bajiu Xuangong to another level. More combat skills make up for the lack of majoring in the physical body.
Otherwise, it can only be a humanoid sandbag with high defense.
From a distance, seeing Yang Jian being restrained, Duke Dongmu immediately sent a voice to greet several generals, and led a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals to rush towards Lingshan. The distance is not too far away, and it has already attracted the attention of all parties.
At this time, those old Taoists of Lingshan controlled Yang Jian, and they didn't dare to hurt Yang Jian indiscriminately.
The Heavenly Court can't be provoked, and the teachings are not dared to be provoked;
Taibai Xingjun can't count, and the core disciples don't move.
But Yang Jian had no scruples, he didn't want to get out alive.
He was struggling constantly, feeling the strength he had just obtained in the struggle, there were colorful rays of light surging around his body, and those fairy ropes had begun to loosen.
However, the old Taoists in Lingshan still did not take Yang Jian seriously.
An old Taoist looked puzzled and scolded: "This Fairy Yunhua was originally captured by the Heavenly Court, and Yang Tianyou died at the hands of the Heavenly Court. What did we Lingshan do?"
A middle-aged female Taoist stood up in the corner and looked at Li Changshou in the air with grief and indignation:
"Yes, there were many inappropriate things I did in Lingshan before, and I was targeted by Li Changgeng in every possible way, and I bore a lot of infamy!
But we can't attribute all headless injustice cases to our Western religion!
Lord Taibai Xing intends to use me and his body and soul to fulfill the catastrophe. This matter is well known in the Three Realms, but at the very least, you should use some clever strategies. Such methods are really too dirty!
I teach things in the West, but Taibai Xingjun is half as black as you. "
Li Changshou said slowly: "Has the poor man ever killed innocent people indiscriminately? Or has he ever done anything to facilitate something
Or, did Pindao use any unsightly means? "
The middle-aged female fairy was speechless, and snorted coldly again: "Who knows these things, and who can know them?"
"Heaven."
Li Changshou said lightly, and the fairy frowned slightly.
A skinny old man couldn't bear it anymore, he rushed forward a few steps, pointed at Li Changshou and cursed:
"Well, you water god Taibai Li Changgeng!
Today, Pindao made an oath of heaven here, if the death of Yang Jian's father and brother is directly related to my Western religion, please ask heaven to send down punishment! Pindao is willing to take the blame! "
Click!
As soon as the old Taoist finished speaking, the world around thousands of miles suddenly darkened, and a purple-red thunder came from high above, instantly engulfing the old Taoist figure!
Can't help but say, don't dodge!
The electric arcs splashed in all directions, knocking all the veterans in Lingshan back again and again.
Curse!
Zixiao Shenlei!
When the Heaven's Punishment disappeared, the old Taoist who had been hacked fell to the ground, angry like a gossamer, and his injuries were neither serious nor serious. Just as he was about to get up, a cold light suddenly flashed by his side...
The corners of Li Changshou's eyebrows twitched, and all the old Taoists in Lingshan were shocked, their eyes full of disbelief.
Three pieces with two blades were unsheathed, and a scorched head flew up, staring in the air.
Yang Jian, who didn't know when he broke free from the shackles, took half a step forward, opened the sky eye on his forehead, and shot out a purple-gold beam of light from within, easily piercing and smashing the primordial spirit hidden in that skull...
Lingshan, this moment was completely silent.
Kill, kill
In the sage dojo, killed the disciples of the sage
this!
Is there still a saint here, is there still a holy law here!
"Yang Jian! You should die!"
An old Taoist shouted angrily, and several old Taoists flew towards Yang Jian with anger.
Li Changshou sighed, and his movements were unhurried. First, he pointed his finger at Yang Jian from a distance, and the phantom of the Xuanhuang Pagoda appeared above Yang Jian's head, emitting a little Xuanhuang aura.
Another flag disappeared from Li Changshou's sleeve, broke through the universe, and appeared behind Yang Jian. The flames on it disappeared, causing all the flying treasures and supernatural powers to disappear into nothingness!
Renjiao's innate top-grade spiritual treasure, the flame flag from the ground!
Yang Jian's figure was protected by the flames from the flag, and he unleashed his Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and charged towards the group of old Taoists.
This kind of picture makes many powerful people who are watching this place shine with splendor.
On Lingshan, it's fine to curse a few words, just kill the disciple of the saint...
On Jinpeng's back, Li Changshou felt Jinpeng's eagerness to try, and shook his head secretly.
Let's make trouble, let's fight.
The big deal is to go to war with Western religions in advance, and Taoism can also eliminate many hidden dangers.
Looking at Yang Jian again, protected by the treasure flag at this moment, he is like a fish in water, unparalleled in power, chasing and beating those old Taoists who are not low in cultivation level;
Relying on the sharpness of the three-pointed and two-edged spears in his hands, he chased these veterans all over the mountain.
The veterans tried to stop Yang Jian with formations, but found that the treasure flag was invulnerable to evil and invincible;
They tried to join forces to suppress Yang Jian with great mana, but Yang Jian's figure flickered rapidly, and a wave of yin and yang energy surrounded him, making his speed soar, as fast as a phantom, and the veterans couldn't deal with it for a while.
Yang Jian swung the spear in his hand and slashed fiercely, his eyes were full of fierceness, he wanted to kill another person to pay for his father and elder brother's blood!
"Who will fight!"
Yang Jian roared loudly, but the group of old Taoists all fell silent.
If you have the ability, take off the flame flag from the ground and fight again!
But those figures who had the strength to suppress this treasure flag just hid in the dark, watching the scene with frowns, waiting for the moment when they heard the voice of the saint.
——Bao Qi only shows its power on its own, without Yang Jian's urging, and has many weaknesses in itself.
In such a situation, it is really not good for the sage to end directly;
And as long as they show up, they will be missed by Taibai Jinxing.
The old Taoist who was just beheaded proved two things with his own life...
First, the oath of the Dao of Heaven cannot be made casually, this thing can be fatal!
Second, the tragedy of the Yang family was really caused by their Western sect. The old Taoist just now obviously didn't get the news and was overconfident.
It must be admitted that this old man just had a gambling element.
Then the bet is lost, the life is lost, and it may become the fuse of the battle of the great religion.
As the saying goes, if you can run the old way, you can't run away from the temple.
Yang Jian held the treasure flag and rushed wildly. Although he only slightly injured a few old Taoists, he smashed all the temples and buildings in the Lingchi to collapse, leaving holes everywhere.
——Lingshan is the ashram of the two saints, and the mountain protection formations are not open on weekdays, let alone the protection formations of the buildings everywhere.
For this, Li Changshou can only thank the old Taoist who gave his life to backstab just now, and gave Yang Jian a reason to smash the mountain with confidence.
This situation...
It was much happier than when Li Changshou came to smash the mountain gate.
Flowing lights flew from the sky, but this time, they were Taoist figures who were relatively unfamiliar with Li Changshou.
Liu Guang, who arrived here first, appeared directly outside the gate of Lingshan Mountain, frowning and looking at the flying chicken and dog jumping inside;
With a middle-aged face and a neat gray Taoist robe, he is the son of Guang Chengzi, the head of the Twelve Golden Immortals!
As soon as Guangchengzi arrived here, Chijingzi, Huanglong Daoist, and Taiyi Daoist appeared one after another, and several other Twelve Golden Immortals who explained and taught came in a hurry on the road, and Yun Zhongzi waited for Fude Jinxian to arrive later.
When Master Huanglong saw Yang Jian's figure, he was inexplicably excited at first.
They have taught three generations of disciples, and they are promising!
But after that, Master Huang Long saw the gun and the flag, and silently shed two lines of tears.
But that's it, that's it.
Li Changshou got off the Jinpeng, and his figure descended on the clouds. The Jinpeng took the shape of a human, followed step by step, holding a small killing gun, and was always ready to block the teacher's arrows.
"Brothers, Chang Geng is polite."
"Chang Geng, what happened here?"
Guang Chengzi frowned and asked, with a bit of urgency in his eyes, "Why did Nephew Yang Jian go crazy in Lingshan?"
crazy...
Li Changshou sighed from the bottom of his heart, and he understood that Chanjiao didn't want to make things big.
Whether it's to reduce incidents, or to avoid a complete quarrel with the Western religion, Guang Chengzi and the others came here to stop Yang Jian, not to cheer Yang Jian.
This is also within Li Changshou's consideration.
Li Changshou said seriously: "Yang Jian came here to avenge his blood. The Western Sect has just accepted it, and even died a master of the ninth rank of Jinxian."
Guang Chengzi said in a voice: "Is there a way to stop Yang Jian? If the saint is alarmed later, the nephew Yang Jian will not be in danger."
"Brother, don't worry, I reckon, the uncle of the Western Sect saint will not be able to sit still anytime soon."
"this?"
Guang Chengzi also said that there was a sudden golden light on the Lingshan Mountain, and an invisible force hit Yang Jian, sending Yang Jian and the flaming flag far away from the ground.
Even though he was guarded by the flame flag from the ground and protected by part of the power of the Xuanhuang Tower, Yang Jian still couldn't help spitting blood when he flew upside down, and rolled dozens of feet after landing, just in time to be hit in front of Guang Chengzi.
A sigh came from the mountain:
"For the sake of senior brother Yuanshi, Pindao doesn't care about such a child today."
The sixth saint, quasi-mention!
Guang Chengzi was about to move forward...
"come out!"
That Yang Jian yelled on the ground, but he got up straight away, knelt down on one knee, wiped the blood from his mouth, held the spear, and his forehead was full of purple-golden light.
"your turn!"
"Yang Jian!"
Guang Chengzi frowned and said softly, "Stop messing around again, go back to Yuxu Palace!"
Yang Jian paused, his back trembling slightly.
Chi Jingzi persuaded: "Nephew Yang Jian, this matter needs to be discussed in the long term, you also smashed many temples here today and killed a immortal here.
After all, this place is also a saint's dojo. If we saints don't respect saints, wouldn't we be ridiculed by the creatures of the three realms? "
Yang Jian's hand holding the spear was trembling, his arms tensed up, and he gritted his teeth and stared angrily at the ruins and scattered figures in front of him.
Why…
clatter.
A palm suddenly slapped Yang Jian's shoulder, causing Yang Jian, who was almost trapped in the Dao heart demon barrier, to subconsciously turn his head to look to the side, but it was the real Taiyi who was smiling at him.
"alright."
Daoist Taiyi's smile was so warm that it was rare, with a bit of emotion in his eyes, "Your master is afraid to show up at the back, he is afraid that he will smash Lingshan with you after he shows up, and things will get out of control.
Then leave it to my uncle.
By the way, your father should not be dead... Pindao remembers that Yang Tianyou once studied in a certain academy together when the Jade Emperor was in the mortal world.
This old god's other skills are too poor to be evaluated, and his calculations are even more tricky, but he has always been thorough in doing things, and he is not an evil god.
You might as well ask him if your father really lost his mind. "
Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and looked at the 'old fairy' with lowered brows and pleasing eyes beside Xian Jiaoxian.
"When, really..."
Li Changshou sighed, and said slowly: "It's a compensation for Pindao's arrangement of your cultivation path before.
It's a pity that only one was protected in the end, and Yang Jiao was indeed gone.
However, being a named disciple is too serious, I just taught your father some arithmetic skills and how to become an outstanding mortal wealthy businessman. "
Yang Jian's complexion suddenly became extremely complicated, he lowered his head and exhaled, and remained silent.
Daoist Taiyi walked forward slowly and walked a foot away, looking at the smoke and dust everywhere in Lingshan, with his hands in his sleeves and a faint smile on his mouth.
He, Taiyi, is going to make a big deal today!
Speak casually, exhale freely!
Whispering, beeping softly:
"Why don't you even dare to show your face today? Could it be that a saint has attacked a mortal? No way? How is this possible?"
quiet.
Suddenly hearing the whistling sound of the magic weapon, Daoist Taiyi was caught in Guang Chengzi's sleeve before he had time to turn his head.
At this moment, there was a burst of drumming in the sky, and the dark clouds rushed thousands of miles away from the Lingshan Mountain before stopping. Dong Mugong hurried over with hundreds of heavenly soldiers and dozens of heavenly generals, carrying a decree.
"Yang Jian accepts the order!"
Yang Jian was obviously taken aback, while Li Changshou chuckled when he saw this, and stepped back a few steps.
As Duke Dongmu spread out the decree and began to recite it aloud, a golden light fell on Yang Jian...
There were constant buzzing in Yang Jian's ears, and he didn't hear too much clearly. He only heard the sentence that he was named "Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch", with many rewards and the right to lead the army.
But... what's the point.
Yang Jian, who was supposed to look up at the sky, lowered his head in the golden light, looked at the trembling palms, and shook them weakly, exhausted his physical strength one after another, and at this moment, he slowed down his heartstrings, but he couldn't hold anything.
What about the heavenly gods
What about explaining and teaching disciples
Everything that exists in this world is really right
The six sages are high above the sky, the heavens are high above the sky, and the sages and great religions are high above the sky, fiddle with the fate of living beings.
If the soul does not obey, it will be fly ash;
If the living beings do not go well, they will be annihilated.
So does he.
Just like a puppet on a string, if someone else was there, he would be able to get to where he is now.
Apart from the name of Yang Jian, what else is his own
It doesn't matter if you don't want to be rewarded by the heavenly court, just go and pick up your mother by yourself, live in seclusion outside Yuquan Mountain, and honor your mother for the rest of your life to repay the teacher's kindness.
"No need..."
"It's better to accept the order," Li Changshou came over, "only in this way can we cover up your mother's guilt of going down to earth without permission, and give your uncle a step forward."
Yang Jian looked up at Li Changshou, his eyes were like lightning.
Li Changshou breathed steadily, smiled peacefully, and looked at Yang Jian peacefully.
Finally, Yang Jian closed his eyes, took a step back, raised his left hand to the sky, and held the will in his hand.
There was a lot of enlightenment in his heart, and a flag was condensed behind his back.
The position of the fourth-order righteous god in the heaven.
ridiculous.
"From today onwards," Yang Jian looked at Dong Mugong in the sky, his eyes sparkled with divine light again, and his voice spread all over the world, "Yang Jian only respects the military orders of the Heavenly Court, and does not listen to the announcement of the Emperor of Heaven."
Dong Mugong frowned, and those generals also frowned.
The corner of Li Changshou's mouth twitched slightly. Although he had expected this scene, he was still a little depressed after all.
This successor still needs to be fooled, no, he should be polished.
This is exactly:
Yunhua went down to earth to have children, and the sages in the west made clever plans.
Taibai secretly pushes the boat along the water, and Yuding accepts the Xuangong biography of his apprentice.
The hard days of practice will finally come to fruition, and the battle of Tianmen Douling Mountain will be over.
The Jade Emperor issued a decree to bestow the god's name, but in the end he listened to the tune and did not listen to the announcement!
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