Chapter 554: A stranger in another country?
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The Legend of Honghuang Erlang
- Closer to home
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- 2021-03-04 09:39:19
It was Sanqing first, then the second sage of the Western religion. Today, for some reason, it has become the fighting method of the five sages.
If it weren’t for Yuanshi Tianzun’s use of unknown supernatural powers to prevent the fighting of the five saints from spreading to the prehistoric, I am afraid that today would be the end of the prehistoric...
The immortals are silent, not only the celestial beings are silent, but the explanatory is also a little worried.
The two sages in the West rushed to fight for the three cleansing methods, which side are they going to help?
Many immortals pinched their fingers, but kept shaking their heads.
Under the catastrophe, it was originally confused by the secrets, and the skills of waiting for the calculation were not used, let alone to calculate the situation of the saints' fighting.
I am afraid that the only person who knows the result at this time is Yang Jian, who is sitting in front of the teaching formation.
After the second sage of the Western religion appeared, but for a short while, the sky suddenly appeared immortal lights, colorful; the vitality of the world was turbulent rapidly, as if an invisible mouth swallowed the vitality of the five continents.
There were violent winds everywhere, and the center of the circle was the place where the two religions and immortals confront each other.
In the void, the stars are shining and extinguishing, and the heavenly array strengthens itself layer by layer.
Among the three thousand great worlds, many great worlds were disturbed by an inexplicable force, the whole world was shaking, and there were countless lives and injuries.
"Heaven! How can there be blood in the sky!"
A Jiejiao immortal screamed, trembling fingers pointing to the horizon.
Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes and looked up, only to see a crack in the eastern sky, and endless blood poured out of it, staining the eastern sky.
This seems to be an illusion, and it seems to be the blood of this world...
"The sea of blood is surging?" Real Taiyi murmured in a low voice, seeming to know why such a celestial phenomenon appeared.
Yang Jian asked hurriedly, "Why is it like this?"
Madam Taiyi did not answer, but kept counting with his fingers.
Yang Jian looked at the elders of the teachers who were sitting in the same seat. The latter were all intently calculating, and no one answered him.
In the sky, the slender jade hand suddenly crossed the sky, and reached the crack in the east sky, gently stroked it, a touch of blood returned to the crack, and the crack was quickly healed.
"The saint empress has also taken action," Taoist Huang Long whispered, "Six sages are present, I am afraid that Dao Ancestor will be blamed."
Yun Zhongzi shook his head and said: "The Saint Empress did not participate in the war, she is just protecting the prehistoric world and assisting the heavens."
That slender hand just now was a fantasy made by the Saint Nuwa? Or is it really the Eucharist of a saint?
Boom!
The sky and the earth trembled suddenly, and the sky fell sharply, and then staggered and barely stabilized.
Uncountable number of Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals flew out of the five Heavenly Gates, and outside the Heavenly Court's major formations, they quickly formed another extremely stable formation to protect the Heavenly Court.
These visions are all caused by the aftermath of the saint’s fighting technique sweeping away the land?
Yang Jian groaned in his heart, how strong is the power of the saint? Far beyond the limit he could think of.
In this way, there must be other realms between the quasi-sage realm and the sage realm. Otherwise, the quasi-sage is divided into hundreds of ranks...
There is too much difference between the two.
"Hahahaha!"
The sound of laughter rolled from the sky like thunder, and several figures fell from the clouds.
The two immortals who were waiting for the result stood up almost at the same time and looked towards the sky. The fairy tales were obviously relieved, and the expressions of the immortals changed wildly.
At the top of the several figures is the leader of Tongtian. At this time, the black robe of the leader of the sky is stained with blood, and there are some blood stains on his mouth, his hair is scattered, and the robe is a little messy.
Master Tongtian defeated?
Behind the Lord Tongtian, the Virgin of the Golden Spirit was faint and was driven by the Madame Wudang and the Lady of the Turtle Spirit. The Mother of the Wudang had tears in her eyes, but the Mother of the Turtle Spirit was full of anger and looked at the place the Lord Tongtian saw.
Duobao Taoist and Zhuxian Four Swords are missing!
In the cloud that the Master Tongtian stared at, several figures were wrapped in fairy lights and slowly fell.
Lao Tzu is still riding on the back of the cow, not the slightest change from before, but the Tai Chi diagram leaves the hands of the Xuandu and rotates gently behind Lao Tzu.
Master Xuandu was holding the wind and fire futon, and the Taobao Taoist was in this futon, but he was directly taken into the futon by Lao Tzu during the chaos, and he was treated similarly to that of Yunxiao.
There was a little blood on the left shoulder of Yuanshi Tianzun's Taoist robe, and several cracks appeared in Yu Ruyi lying on his arm. Baoguang was full, and seemed to be repairing.
Madam Yuding and Guang Chengzi stood behind Yuan Shi Tianzun, Madam Yuding bowed his head and nodded to Yang Jian. Yang Jian was relieved immediately.
Master is fine...
On the other side of Laozi, the two old Taoists sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform made people have to look sideways.
He is attracted by the West, his face is ‘soft’, his face is solemn, he is dressed in a veil, sits down with a twelfth-grade golden lotus, and is surrounded by three-color light clusters.
Just looking at this leading saint, it seemed to understand the suffering of all living beings and the true meaning of life, and the thought of refuge was in my heart...
The other was Xi Zhunti, who had fought against the real person Yuding before. At this time, he was also sad, sitting on the lotus platform with his eyes closed, and the Qibao Miaoshu broke off.
"Junior, today you have defeated this for a while,"
Yuanshi Tianzun opened his mouth and said calmly: "You and I have the same roots. I don't care about it for the time being; if you stop teaching and hinder the trend of conferring the gods, don't blame me for not being affectionate to your disciples."
"Thank you, brother, for waking up," the leader of Tongtian replied coldly, although his words were honorific, but his face was not at all respectful.
On the contrary, the Lord Tongtian raised his head with a compelling light in his eyes. His eyes swept across the four saints without saying anything. He just raised his hand and turned the sky into a stream of light, flying towards the East China Sea and the South China Sea.
Previously, the Master Tongtian ordered them to return, but because of concerns about the ending of the battle between the Master Tongtian and the other saints, Jie Jiaoxian has been waiting here for defiance of the order.
This can't blame them for anything.
The Lord Tongtian said to Lao Tzu, turned around and took a few disciples away, his figure disappearing with the wind.
When the four sages saw this, Yuanshi Tianzun closed his eyes and sighed slightly. Lao Tzu was still expressionless, and he was thinking about it, but Zhunti's gaze couldn't conceal the trace of fear.
What happened in the battle of the five saints, I'm afraid it will be known to those who followed their own saint teacher and blended into this battle.
Yuanshi Tianzun made a comment on connecting the lead and Zhunti, "Thank you for your help today."
"Friends of Daoist are polite," Nianhua chuckled, looking at Lao Tzu, and said: "Please don't forget your appointment."
Lao Tzu just said, "Good."
What about?
It would naturally cost the two saints to make a move. For example, the Dao Sect allowed the two saints to find some disciples who were destined to the Western religion. As long as they were not too violent, the two saints would open one eye and close the other, and pay This time the favor.
If it was Yang Jian a hundred years ago, he would hate this kind of thing, and even feel that Lao Tzu and Yuanshi Tianzun have "betrayed" the Taoist school.
But thinking about it at this time, Yang Jian somewhat understood the difficulties Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun had to do in this way.
The Zhuxian Sword Array is not unbreakable for the four sages. If this battle cannot be defeated by the Master of the Heavens, then the one who will dominate the Conferred God in the future will be the Cultivation.
Although there are few disciples of Chanjiao, they have carried most of the Dao Sect’s luck. Although Jiediao has come to the dynasty with thousands of immortals, the overall good fortune is far inferior to Chanjia...
Maybe there are other considerations, Yang Jian can't see it at this time, and it's not clear.
"So, I'll wait for the reply here," Laozi nodded as he took the lead.
The two sages of the West came and left quickly. They both used this shot to exchange for the great prosperity after Western teaching. It was a good deal no matter what.
When the two sages of the West left, Yuan Shi Tianzun said to Laozi, "How about brother?"
"Just return, this place is not my place."
"Brother go slowly."
Just as Xuan Du was about to say something, Lao Tzu said, "You also go back to the city to take care of Xuan Du."
"Yes, teacher." Xuan Du respectfully responded, and handed the wind and fire futon to the yellow turbaned man recruited by Lao Tzu, and watched Lao Tzu ride away on the bull, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Yuanshi Tianzun waved his sleeves, "The disciples of the disciples returned to the mountain to practice and recuperate their injuries. Where is Yang Jian?"
Yang Jian quickly flew out dozens of feet, arched his hands and bowed his head, "The disciple is here!"
"In the previous battle, you bravely faced the enemy, protected the foundation of the teachings, and made great contributions," Yuan Shi Tianzun said warmly, "Later, I will let Guangchengzi send the rewards to your army and return to lead the army. Dedicated to assist the emperor."
"Disciple obey orders!"
Yang Jian bowed and retreated, not knowing what reward he would receive.
Yuanshi Tianzun encouraged the disciples a few more words, then sighed softly, and flew back to Kunlun Mountain in the clouds.
What did Ren Yangjian think of, when the Master Tongtian left, there should be a fighting spirit in his eyes; and his master, from beginning to end, there was no request in his eyes, and the back left at this time was also slightly lonely.
What are the saints fighting for?
Some people say that what the saints are fighting for is just skin, but Yang Jian always feels that it is not so simple, nor is it so shallow.
How is the Battle of the Five Saints?
"Master!" Yang Jian was so curious in his heart, he hurriedly shouted, and was about to run over.
He just stepped forward, and flew past a group of figures, and Bai Duo Jie Jiao Xian headed by Tai Yi immediately surrounded the Jade Ding Zhenren and began to inquire about the situation of the saint war.
Many disciples gathered beside Guang Chengzi, who were also asking about the war.
There is nothing to hide about this, Guang Chengzi and Yuding truthfully tell each other...
Laozi transformed the three Qings together, and the shoulder pole opened up through the sky; Tongtian entered the Zhuxian sword formation in anger, and fought hard with the two'brothers' with the Zhuxian sword formation.
In the beginning, Lao Zi Ming Xuan Du and Yu Ding Zhenren attacked a corner of the Zhuxian Sword Formation from the side, but the two were not saints and could not break the Zhuxian Sword Formation until Zhunti showed up and negotiated with Lao Tzu before calling. Taking in the saints, the four saints broke through the Zhuxian sword formation together.
Yang Jian and the others sensed the aura of the two sages in the West, and they were already returning from the situation.
Lao Tzu attacked the corner of Zhuxian Sword, took advantage of the situation and threw Duobao Taoist into the wind and fire futon.
And the four swords of Zhuxian connected to the formation, which fell into the hands of the four sages, and they were all handed over to Laozi for safekeeping...
All the immortals sighed, Yang Jian was at the outside of the crowd, and he could only stop his neck and listen to a few words.
"Little nephew, my understanding is good."
Master Xuandu showed up with his arms on the side, smiled and said something.
Yang Jian turned his head and looked over, bowed to Xuandu, and honestly shouted: "Uncle."
"Hey, cough, cough, cough," Xuan Du coughed twice, and was hurt a little while breaking the sword formation, "don't forget what you agreed with me."
"Naturally," Yang Jian nodded in response.
Xuan Du was a little bit hesitant to speak, and finally smiled at Yang Jian, raised his hand and patted Yang Jian on the shoulder~EbookFREE.me~ Work harder, the burden on your shoulders is not light, don’t work hard now, beware of being caught in the future Crushed. "
Yang Jian smiled and nodded. Although he didn't know what Xuan Du was talking about, he still felt that there was some truth.
The burden in the future...
Does it mean that after finding the remaining Dinghai God Orb, I am going to protect the Xuantu ruins for 10,000 years?
Seeing Xuan's back, Yang Jian's ears trembled slightly, and suddenly he heard the tune humming in Xuandu's mouth.
After staring, Yang Jian didn't know that the string was wrong, and raised his hand and shouted: "Uncle! Master Xuandu!"
"Huh?" Xuan turned around a little puzzled and looked at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian rushed over, no more than half a foot away from Xuan Du, staring at Xuan Du's face.
"What were you humming just now?"
Xuan Du blinked and shrank a step back, "What are you going to do, Master Nephew? Even though I'm alone, Master, I don't have any special habit."
Yang Jian suddenly danced with excitement, suddenly remembered something, forcibly calmed down, and hummed the little tune that Xuan Du had previously hummed.
"Where did you listen?"
"Huh?" This time it was the turn of the Profound Capital Fan Cun, "Where did you hear it? This is what I heard in a dream. I thought the tone was good and I wrote it down..."
dream?
Yang Jian looked at a loss, but Xuan Du became interested, and took Yang Jian's arm, not explaining clearly, not letting Yang Jian leave.