Chapter 375: The East China Sea harvests the spirit gods

This is the Fengshen Bang?
Yang Jian looked at the cloth in his hand, opened it slowly, and couldn't help but chuckle.
It is really a wordless book.
The Conferred God List was carefully rolled up, and just about to be placed in the Black Turtle Belt, the light on the Conferred God List flickered slightly, as if to remind Yang Jian something.
A ray of divine thoughts conveyed to Yang Jian's heart, and he couldn't tell whether someone said something, or he saw certain words, or a pure thought was conveyed in his heart.
Go east, you can get help from spirits and gods.
Yang Jian was taken aback, a little unsure, but he still displayed the vertical golden light and flew to the east.
This way, through clouds and fog, sweeping mountains and seas, and flying to the corner of the East China Sea.
Suddenly, the water surface under my feet cracked, the golden light flickered, and the figure of a figure slowly rose; the golden light seemed to be a guide, two auspicious clouds flew over the East China Sea, and a figure stood on it.
Let me talk about the person who came out of the water. He was completely empty, but there was a golden light in his head. He had a clear face and clear eyes. Wearing an ancient long dress, he bowed deeply to Yang Jian.
"The ghost wandering soul pays homage to the true king of Erlang."
Yang Jian said, "You don't need to be polite."
Yan Bale immediately looked up, and said to the person on Yun, "Where did Senior Xuanyuan come here?"
"Hahaha!" The middle-aged man on the cloud laughed a few times before falling slowly, and the magic weapon worn around his waist made waves of dragons, as if expressing joy for his master.
Xuanyuan of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.
The soul of the sea trembled and shouted: "Your Majesty!"
Xuanyuan Huangdi said, "I don't know how many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I'm too rash to bother you to clear your dreams."
"Your Majesty!" The voice of the lonely soul in the sea trembled, bowing his head in salute, unable to raise his head for a long time.
Xuanyuan Huangdi looked at the figure in the sea and sighed softly, then looked at Yang Jian, and said, "I entrusted Daoist Fuxi to arouse the secrets of heaven and draw you to this place with the help of the list of gods. There is something to entrust with you."
Yang Jian has probably understood what happened.
"Senior," Yang Jian made a bitter face, "The last time you discussed with me, it really hurt me."
"Oh? What's the matter?"
"I will take Xuangui's remains, and I will fight Kunpeng in the future..." Yang Jian was speechless for a while when he mentioned this, but he couldn't blame him. The power of Xuangui's blood is still lurking in his body, and it is still his biggest breakthrough in the fifth limit. rely.
"Hahaha!"
Xuanyuan Huangdi burst into laughter when he heard the words, leaning forward and backward, without the demeanor of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.
Yang Jian sighed: "I saw Kunpeng by chance. I heard Senior Bai Ze said that this ruthless man had already beheaded three corpses and was only one step away from becoming a sacred body. Ordinary quasi-sages, in front of him, he would die in a blink of an eye. How can you make me win the battle?"
"Little friend, are you scared?" Xuanyuan's eyes were obviously narrow.
Yang Jian said, "Although I am afraid, I am not a dishonest person. I will go in this battle. Just wait until my cultivation base catches up with Kunpeng."
"Don't worry, that day will not be far away."
Xuanyuan Huangdi patted Yang Jian on the shoulder, which was a thin encouragement; Yang Jian was speechless for a while, and the two looked down at the wandering soul in the sea.
Then Xuanyuan said in a deep voice: "This person is named Baijian, who is also from my human race. During the ancient wars, the witch family wanted to use the half witch clan to rejuvenate and compete with the human race. The half witch clan gave birth to the great witch Chiyou, Ling Wu Let the clan give it a go."
Yang Jian listened quietly, and in the eyes of Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi, he saw the endless flames of war...
"That battle affected more than hundreds of thousands of living beings. The five continents of the primordial land flowed into rivers, the earth broke apart, and the seas rolled..."
Xuanyuan Huangdi mourned the ancient wars and pointed to the figure in the sea: "Bo Jian was the general I trusted back then. The commander of the soldiers galloped on the battlefield. In the final battle, he was injured by Chi You. He was seriously injured in the East China Sea. Power to suppress the injury."
Yang Jian asked, "Is the body gone?"
"It's incorrigible, even this remnant soul is about to dissipate." Huangdi Xuanyuan said in a deep voice, "In the past wars, our troops were killed and wounded, and I really can't bear to see Bai Jian die again. Can I use the title list to make his soul remnant? Suspension, I will enter the Heavenly Court another day as an idle job, purely as an extension of life."
Yang Jian nodded naturally, feeling worried that there were too many vacancies on the Conferred God List.
"Thank you," Xuanyuan Huangdi sighed, arching his hands.
"Why is the senior so polite?" Yang Jian raised his hand to release the Conferred God List, and the Conferred God List slowly opened, emitting golden light, covering Bai Jian.
Na Baijian tremblingly shouted: "Your Majesty is kind! Your Majesty is kind! Your Majesty is kind! Your Majesty is righteous!"
I thought it was a stray soul, and for countless years of loneliness since ancient times, my heart has long since died. Never thought that there was still a chance to return to life again.
The time he spent in the East China Sea was too long, so that his true spirit has been extremely shattered, relying on the merits accumulated that year to survive to this day.
The golden light released by the Fengshen Bang is close to the power of the heavenly Taoism, and Bai Jian's body is not long before the golden light shines, and the whole person is "filled", wearing a armor, and bowing to Yang Jian and Xuanyuan Huangdi.
The breath of his body slowly recovered, but the body of the primordial spirit alone had the power of the big Luo Jinxian.
It can be seen from this that when the Yellow Emperor fought against Chiyou, it was definitely not a group of chickens pecking at each other, it must be a large number of masters falling away...
Yang Jian thought for a while, and said, "Master ordered me to build a high platform to hang the Conferred God List. Bo Jian, you are now stationed in the Conferred God List and guard the Conferred God List."
"Thank you for your trust! Bai Jianli promised to never deviate from your majesty and true monarch!"
Xuanyuan Huangdi smiled and said, "Little friend Yang Jian doesn't like his subordinates calling True Monarch. You just call him Second Master."
"Senior why are you polite?" Yang Jian replied with a smile.
Xuanyuan Huangdi's face turned black, and he didn't expect to be taken advantage of by Yang Jian, and he snorted, "In this case, I originally wanted to give you a gift as a thank you, so let's forget it, second master."
"Don't," Yang Jian immediately stretched out his hand and took the arm of the sage of the human race, "Why do seniors care about me? What gift?"
He is not the one who suffers.
Xuanyuan Huangdi flipped his hand, holding a big seal in his palm, and threw it to Yang Jian.
Looking at Fang Dayin, there are nine dragons hovering on it, which contains the power of the supreme humanity and uprightness, but it is not a common magic weapon.
"If you hold this seal, you can abolish the emperor, and you will be blessed by the power of heaven."
Yang Jian was surprised: "Kongtong seal?"
"Yes, the human emperor seal is its projection," Huangdi held his arms, his face could not hide his expression, and he was not calm at all. "It's just that after the human race immortal fan is separated, the Kongtong seal should not be left in the world. I'm afraid it will be missed by the monks. The Supreme Lord wanted to take this thing back to the heavenly court, but it escaped by itself and returned to my hand."
"Why flee?"
"How can non-human people hold the seal of Kongtong."
Yang Jian was silent for a while, looked at the big seal in his hand, put it into the deepest part of the mysterious turtle belt, and put it together with the phoenix feather feather.
"Treasures are also given to you. Bai Jian will take care of me more in the future. Don't let him go to war again."
"Well, I can save it."
Huangdi looked at Yang Jian with a little emotion in his eyes, and suddenly said: "Have you seen Daozi Tianyan?"
Yang Jian couldn't help wondering, who is Yan Daozi this day, and being able to meet the saints seems to be familiar with the holy emperors of Huoyundong...
"Who is he?"
"This, I can't explain it for a while," Huang Di shook his head and said, "He is not an enemy or a friend. What he does has nothing to do with you or me, so you don't need to worry about it."
Yang Jian frowned and asked, "But he wanted to start a battle between the two religions, and worked with Taoist Lu Ya and Taoist Manjusri to calculate Zhao Gongming, so, is it still irrelevant?"
"Perhaps," Xuanyuan Huangdi smiled noncommitantly, and patted Yang Jian on the shoulder again, "After a thousand years, everything will come to light. Soaring to the sky will make us old bones feel a little bit deep. Today is over. ,gone."
"Senior, why don't you speak clearly!" Yang Jian shouted at the back of Emperor Xuanyuan, wondering in his heart.
Xuanyuan Huangdi waved his hand and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Yang Jian lowered his head and looked at Bo Jian standing below. Before he could even speak, Bai Jian smiled awkwardly.
"Second Lord, I don't know anything about the secrets of the world..."
"Well, go back to the mountain."
Yang Jian waved his hand, and Bai Jian's figure was submerged in the Conferred God List, and the Conferred God List fell back into Yang Jian's hands, passing on a ‘satisfied’ thought to Yang Jian.
Is it the guardian spirit satisfied to find it?
This kind of heavenly treasure cannot really be treated with common sense.
In the future, Bai Jian will be responsible for accepting the soul into the Fengshen List, and Yang Jian doesn't have to worry about this. It is more important to be able to interfere with the list and corresponding official positions of the Feng Shen through Bai Jian.
Returning to Qishan with the Fengshen Ranking, Yang Jian avoided the Dashang territory and walked in the territory of the Yaozu. When he thought of the object in his arms, he felt an eagerness in his heart.
In the Yuxu Palace, Master asked him if he was stuck in the cultivation bottleneck, Yang Jian naturally told the truth, saying that he was too tired and couldn't break through.
Then, Yuan Shi Tianzun gave him a folded silk paper and asked Yang Jian to open it after returning to Xiqi.
Sage shot, his bottleneck can definitely be broken!
This is the Yuqing saint in the Three Qings, not the lowest Nuwa and Zhunti in the ranking of saints. His perception of Dao realm and control of heaven may be second only to Taiqing saint Lao Tzu.
Yang Jian got the advice of his master, and he was very happy in his heart. Otherwise, how could he make a joke with Xuanyuan Huangdi in the East China Sea?
Just thinking about it, Yang Jian had flown unimpeded all the way and reached the top of Qishan.
The demon clan has the meaning of sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight recently~EbookFREE.me~ There is no movement at all, and they have to watch the door fight quietly.
Falling on the top of Qishan Mountain, Yang Jian summoned Baijian and ordered Baijian to build the Conferred God Platform here. When the Conferred God Platform is completed, he will come over to open the Conferred God List.
Bai Jian led his orders to stay here, select mountains, stones, gems, find the veins, move the dragon's cave, and concentrate on the major tasks of the deity of infrastructure.
Yang Jian recalled the avatar, the soul was perfect, and he was not distracted, plunged into the study in the backyard of the Yang mansion.
Sitting still, breathing steadily, Yang Jian took out the silk paper in his arms and spread it out carefully...
Ok?
On this silk paper, there is simply an axe...
What do you mean?
Just as Yang Jian wanted to knock on his head, it shone like a faintly outlined axe, and a thick and brilliant Taoist rhyme rippled like a water wave, enveloping Yang Mansion.
Ao Xinke who was in retreat was awakened instantly.