Chapter 908: The war will gather together!
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The Legend of Honghuang Erlang
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- 2021-03-04 09:41:14
"When the sky is impermanent, the earth is impermanent, but living things have a perseverance. Dao is solid, Dao is constant, although the Dao has no definite number, it has theorems..."
In the courtyard of the saints, nine disciples lined up in front of the saints, listening to the precepts of all the saints, and each speaking on the great road.
Rao is Monkey King who usually has no respect for several saints. At this time, he sat on a futon honestly, frowning slightly as Yuanshi Tianzun explained the avenue.
Tianyan Daozi stood at the gate of the courtyard, a stream of light flew out of his sleeve, and Yang Jian came out of the chaotic clock and stood side by side with Tianyan Daozi.
"How is the state of heaven?" Yang Jian said this.
Tianyan Daozi smiled and shook his head, "It's hard to think of blessing the monks like last time."
"Well," Yang Jian lowered his head and thought for a while with his hands behind his back.
Tianyan Daozi looked at Yang Jian a few times and said, "Do you still remember what you saw when you and I met in the Chaos Clock?"
"Hehe?"
"Well, let's use this piece this time. With Xihe and Lu pressed, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi are not going to fight against each other, but they should be able to reduce the threat."
"Try it, if you can reduce the opponent's combat power a little, we will have a little more chance of winning. By the way, do you know what kind of exercises Panshen cultivated back then?"
Tianyan Daozi groaned a few times, and then shook his head, "I don't know, but the one who should be majoring in is the eight or nine profound arts created by the Father God. Why, what have you realized?"
"Nothing," Yang Jian sighed, and then his eyes showed a little dazedness, "It's just a faint feeling that after the saint's consummation, there are not only two paths, Rongdao and Xeon, but there may be other paths, just since ancient times. The saints who came were misled by the strongest."
"Oh? Why do you suddenly have such thoughts?"
"It feels, I can't tell," Yang Jian shook his head, and a few shadows passed in front of him, and he couldn't help but show a little chuckle, "The monk is not a bondage, don't you think the strongest is too much?"
Tianyan Daozi was speechless for a while, glared at Yang Jian, "How can you start to be less serious."
"Relieve the pressure," Yang Jian shrugged and pointed to the courtyard gate. "My apprentice will come out later. You will give me a few more words of admonition. I can't make this mouth. At this time, I will begin to conquer the loss after half a year. Go and gather all the people to discuss this matter."
"Goodness."
With a creak, Yang Jian pushed open the courtyard door and went quietly.
Return to Hongmeng, this name has no special meaning, it just means literally—return to Honghuang Wubuzhou.
Riding on a white cloud, I traveled around Nanzhou for half a day, seeing that the mundane land is still singing and dancing, and the monks hiding in the deep mountains and forests are still working hard.
Because there has been news that they will return to the counterattack before, the cultivators are obviously stronger than they were when they first fell here.
But wanting to regain lost ground is not a day’s work. Although the predecessors have been defeated very quickly, they want to clean up the ghost army from one world after another, and then restore the great formations of the world and make the world lively. , Are all labors that spend a lot of attention.
Destruction is always easier than reconstruction.
After observing the state of the cultivators, Yang Jian had no reason to continue to delay the fighter.
Turning over the palm of his hand, a blood-colored token fell on the palm of his hand, with the word'Hong' carved on it.
crushed the token, a touch of blood hovered around Yang Jian's palm, and then turned into dozens of streams of light, going into the sky and flying to the land.
In the Chaos Sea, in the Fire Cloud Cave, and around the Saint’s Courtyard, a person who had received the blood light by his name all heard Yang Jian’s voice.
"Defendant meeting."
In a short time, the stream of light rushed into the southern part of the continent, a breath of power was shocked, and it filled the underworld.
Difu, the capital city.
Yang Jian appeared under the six reincarnation discs, and Yama of the Ten Temples also received an order from Yang Jian. At this time, he hurriedly greeted the ghosts to build a high platform directly under the six reincarnation discs.
Meeting Yang Jian, Yan Jun of Ten Palaces and Ghost Emperor of Wufang hurried forward, doing their best together.
"Meet the leader!"
"I have seen the true monarch!"
Yang Jian made a gesture of imaginary support, and said: "You have all the fellow daoists to set up this place, I first went to meet the two saint empresses."
After said, Yang Jian turned around and flew to the six reincarnation discs, with a beam of light from top to bottom, connecting Yang Jian into it.
Since the war started that day, the Nuwa Empress and the Houtu Empress have been guarded in the six reincarnation discs.
When the Heavenly Dao collapsed with the collapse of the Heavenly Court, it was the six reincarnation discs that protected the main body of the Heavenly Dao and became the key to the heavenly Dao.
Yang Jian has seen it several times on the riverside of the real primordial primordial long river. When flowing through the prehistoric times, the primordial primordial long river separated into a small tributary, and these tributaries merged into a river in the prehistoric world. These are six channels. The power of reincarnation.
Most of the area of the river of true spirits corresponds to the true spirits passing by in the sea of chaos. Most true spirits have less than one percent chance to become creatures, and they have experienced a somewhat difficult life in the sea of chaos.
The part of the true spirit that has entered the prehistoric, but can continue to reincarnate, and continue to transform into living beings, until the true spirit transcends or dies.
Going up against the primordial long river, Taisu, Taiji, and Taishi all straddle the primordial long river.
how so? It's just that these three great worlds and the post-prime primacy era were not created by anyone, but were slowly built by creatures similar to the Chaos Spirit Race, after a long period of evolution, to gradually build a great world of cultivation.
At that time, there may also be existences similar to the six paths of reincarnation, maintaining the stability of the great world; or perhaps all living beings are cultivating the Tao, and the true spirit either dies before eternal life or enjoys eternal life.
The strongest people look down upon Honghuang, and there is a little contempt in the words of Honghuang, which is actually understandable.
But Honghuang also has its uniqueness. As long as there are six reincarnations, giving the prehistoric times thousands of years, it can also spread the living beings in the barren land. This is the great merit of the six reincarnations in those days.
The true spirit is the foundation of the tangible world, and it can also be regarded as the value of the existence of the tangible world.
If there is no real spirit, the existence and non-existence of this world are meaningless...
Through these somewhat complicated thoughts, Yang Jian looked up and saw the palace in the clouds.
Nuwa Empress is also stationed here, Houtu can't let Nu Wa empress sit by the river with him, naturally, he has to be more pompous.
Yang Jian drove the clouds forward, and several little fairies from the Wa Palace bowed forward, leading Yang Jian into the palace gate.
"I have seen Niang Niang," Yang Jian said, and Nuwa and Hou Tu, who were sitting behind the screen, also got up and gave Yang Jian a gift.
I listened to the Nuwa Niangniang: "Remove the screen."
"Yes," a few fairies moved forward, moved the screen away, and offered tea to Yang Jian and an incense burner, so that they happily stopped aside.
Houtu asked softly: "Are you going to start a counterattack?"
"Well," Yang Jian couldn't help but think of the dream just now when he saw the sister he had recognized.
In fact, he doesn't have much affection for Liuya. The Liuya in his impression has always been that thin, weak and small girl, mostly treated as a younger sister.
But nowadays, it is hard to say whether Honghuang will have tomorrow; even if he defeats Xumo next, if he cannot break through to the strongest realm or take a step forward in the saint realm, the destruction of the realm is simply irreversible.
In this case, why hurt people? A few promises can change a woman who cares about herself and rejoice, why not do it?
"Niangniang, sister...I faintly feel that someone has been watching this place, paying attention to the six rounds of reincarnation," Yang Jian said, "If this counterattack starts, it will be a decisive battle with no retreat. It is not just that we have no retreat. Mo has no retreat."
The two saint empresses nodded solemnly.
Nuwa frowned slightly, "Now the six reincarnation discs are still in motion, and there is no way to move it, how about this?"
After thinking a little bit, Hou Tu said: "As long as the six reincarnations are still in the underworld, they can be reincarnated from their projections. If there is a war later, don’t put away the six reincarnation plates and hide them under the eighteen layers of hell. You can also play together with fellow daoists."
"No," Yang Jian suddenly shook his head, "I was thinking of sending more people to guard this place."
"But... there are so many saints on the other side," Hou Tu's gaze was a little worried, "In these several contests, you are all fighting against the crowd, and you have to face the strongest nihil..."
"I cultivated the method of war, and I was born for war," Yang Jian chuckled freely. "At the time of this catastrophe, it happened to be when I was in the limelight. After the catastrophe was over, I would be able to live in peace and stability. Some comfortable days. Okay, sister, if necessary, you can put away the six reincarnation discs, or be a fake to confuse the other party."
The two saint empresses nodded slightly, but they could only follow Yang Jian's suggestion.
Yang Jian groaned a few times, and then said, "There are still many Buddhist soldiers here in Buddhism. In the past, Buddhism used to six reincarnation discs, so I had to guard against it at this time."
Nuwa Empress frowned slightly, "Although Buddhism and Taoism have many grievances, but like today's disaster, we should not be wary of Buddhism here, so as not to chill the minds of the aspiring Buddhists."
"I am not targeting Buddhism, but I still can't believe it all."
Yang Jian smiled helplessly, then chuckled softly, "Perhaps I have no good impression of Buddhism's preconceivedness~EbookFREE.me~ But Buddhism is not completely under the control of the Taoist at this time."
"It seems that there is no flaw in it, but in fact it is a mixture of fish and dragons. From ancient times to ancient times, Buddhism often recruited some monks with bad morals in order to strengthen itself."
"Not to mention that the infamous Mosquito Man who died in the hands of the evangelists is the many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Buddhism today. The predecessors and feet are somewhat difficult to explain. If there are chess pieces of the strongest people in it, and they are in high positions. It’s not impossible. We always have to be careful."
These words also made the two saint empresses a little alert towards Buddhism.
It is true that no matter how much Buddhism teaches people to be good, there are still many Buddhist masters who have been stigmatized in the past, and rely on the phrase ‘put down the butcher’s knife’ to ‘become a Buddha on the ground’.
"Goodness."
Nuwa sighed lightly, and did not refute it any more.
Yang Jian's spiritual consciousness swept out six reincarnation discs, and seeing that all the people who should have come have gathered around the high platform just built a moment ago, he took a sip of tea and stood up.
"Do the two women want to come together?"
Nuwa and Hou Tu smiled at each other and shook their heads.
Yang Jian made a speech, turned and walked away, his robe lightly fluttered, and the little jade gourd with long hair gleamed lightly.
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