Chapter 135: King Demon Strikes

"Junior Brother Lingzhuzi, why don't you accompany your uncle on the mountain?"
Yang Jian looked at the spirit beads standing on the edge of the fairy clam, carrying his hands behind his back, with a clear-hearted face full of "red makeup and plain", and complained a little depressed.
"Heh," Ling Zhuzi sneered, "What am I going to do? Naturally, I want to find a good place for reincarnation by myself. Don't meet a pair of old scholars who can't change their lives. After I reincarnated, I will have a hard time. ."
Hearing this, Ao Xinke couldn't help but smile, and Yang Xiaochan also laughed and asked Lingzhu what kind of parents he wanted to find.
Ling Zhuzi was instantly defeated, and he couldn't tell why.
This is also strange. I have seen people wandering around the world in order to collect apprentices, and I have also seen people wandering around the world in order to find a righteous son and daughter, and I have never seen anyone who goes to find their parents in person.
Yang Jian smiled unpredictably next to him, and took the Lingzhu to Chentangguan for a round. This matter is probably set.
The fairy clam flew straight to the south, and soon approached the black robbery cloud, Lingzhu's complexion was solemn, but did not flinch.
Yang Jian glanced at Ao Xinke and said, "Xinke, why don't you go back to the Dragon Palace first, don't let me provoke and kill."
"No, no, no need..." Ao Xinke whispered, "I and you, signed, signed the marriage, marriage letter, has been, has been robbed, robbed, entangled..."
Yang Jian looked a little guilty. When he made the marriage contract that day, he even forgot this section.
However, as long as he got a title in the heavens before he enshrined the gods, the enshrining was naturally not a catastrophe but a pure opportunity. Ao Xinke was not in the category of conferred gods, and was safe.
Yang Jianwen said: "It hurts you."
"No, it's okay..." Ao Xinke's cheeks flushed, as if talking to Yang Jian became more and more shy.
Ling Zhuzi was a little strange by the side. It was the first time he heard Ao Xinke's speech in half a day. Naturally, he also had doubts that Yang Jian had at that time.
Why does a woman who can't see through her cultivation base stutter?
Although this is pretty cute... Well, this is the sister-in-law! You shouldn't be so frivolous in your heart!
Ling Zhuzi blamed himself for a while, and it was inconvenient to ask, but he recognized Yang Jian's brother status.
In fact, Ling Zhuzi is also very helpless. He has been repaired for a thousand and five hundred years of spiritual things. After being cultivated for five hundred years, the people who have been cultivated for five hundred years pressed on the cloud and rubbed arbitrarily... But I wish to lose the gambling, the gambling agreement he and Yang Jian made. , It is natural to honor it.
Whoever has the big fist will be the brother.
Yang Jian took out one thing, which was Sinanpan given to him by the real Taiyi. He had refined it at this time and took it out for a few people to play with.
"Brother, what is this?" Yang Xiaochan tilted his head and leaned over.
"Si Nan, normally Sinan can point to it, but this Sinan can measure the luck. Look here, there are a total of four kinds of beasts and twelve patterns on it."
Several people came to observe, only to see that Sinanpan depicts a circle of beasts representing auspiciousness, namely: warding off evil spirits, Tianlu, Paixiu, and Qilin.
Each auspicious beast has three different forms. The height is divided by the number of Zhou Ruiyun. From the first one to ward off evil spirits is a piece of auspicious clouds, the second one to ward off evil spirits is two auspicious clouds, and so on, the twelfth auspicious beast, then It is a unicorn with twelve auspicious clouds around its body.
"Come on, I will test your air luck for you, and put your finger in this spoon."
Yang Jian was also playful and said something with a smile.
Yang Xiaochan's fingers stretched out first, and pressed them in the middle of the jade spoon of Sinan plate, and the disc suddenly brightened.
After a while, Guanghua was introverted. From the first evil beast to the sixth Tianlu beast on the disc, all were lit up, but the first brave could not be lit up anyway.
Yang Jian put on an unpredictable face, and said: "The luck is high, and the source of fortune is not shallow. The girl will naturally go on a feng shui in the future. As long as she does not contaminate the unlucky things, she can live without worry.
"Hehehe, brother, you are so funny talking!" Yang Xiaochan was overjoyed, sitting aside and watching.
Lingzhu wondered: "Why didn't I know that Master has this baby? I will try it too!"
He did the same, and the jade plate quickly brightened again. When the brilliance converged, the spirit pearl lit up the second brave, much more than Yang Xiaochan.
Old God Yang Jian is here to comment on one or two: "This is a natural source of blessing. There is no difficulty in cultivating the Taoism, and you can save your life if you lose the battle. There will be a chance to fly into the sky in the future. The young hero is good for life."
Ling Zhuzi was very happy, but felt that Yang Jian was so funny, and didn't think his fortune was strong.
After all, there are only two more grids than Yang Xiaochan.
Chu Qian also tried it. Her luck was good. Although she only ignited the fourth Lucky Beast, which is the general form of the Tianlu Beast, considering she is a monster, having such luck is enough for the monster Great attention.
It's a pity that this kind of luck should have been revealed after she was subdued by Yang Jian and her fate was changed, far more than before.
Ao Xinke hesitated, and didn't want to test her luck...After all, when it comes to luck, it is really bitter to the Dragon Race.
However, Yang Xiaochan kept acting like a baby on the sidelines, and he let Ao Xinke point his finger on the jade plate.
This time there was no bright light, the light just flickered a little, and the result soon came out.
The first evil beast, its light was dim.
Ao Xinke sighed, and Yang Xiaochan suddenly became a little anxious, not knowing how to end it.
Ling Zhuzi remembered the various secrets and secrets that real man Taiyi had told him, and looked at Ao Xinke with some sympathy in his face.
Yang Jian couldn't bear to see Ao Xinke's lost appearance. Seeing her folded hands on her thin thighs, Yang Jian didn't know what was wrong with him, and stretched his left hand over her two small hands.
"Don't worry, the dragon clan has been suffering for so many years, and luck will eventually recover slowly."
As soon as Yang Jian's words fell, the jade plate suddenly shining brightly, and it was like a broken bamboo, and it rushed directly to the fifth auspicious beast pattern, but when it came to the sixth auspicious beast pattern, it was weak and stopped slowly.
"This?" Ling Zhuzi's two eyeballs were about to stare out.
Yang Jian was also a little strange, and Ao Xinke was even more confused, and lightly tapped Sinan's spoon again. The brilliance surged, still with the design of the fifth animal.
"I understand!" Ling Zhuzi suddenly found the truth, and pointed to Yang Jian's big hand still on Ao Xinke's left hand, "Brother, you are driving her fortune!"
Several pairs of eyes looked over at the same time, and Ao Xinke was immediately ashamed of not knowing why, but did not dare to pull her hand back suddenly, for fear that it would make Yang Jian think more...
Yang Jian smiled and shook his head, took the opportunity to withdraw his left hand, and said calmly, "I'll try it too."
His finger fell, and the brilliance filled the fairy clams, which was actually one step higher than the spirit beads. He was the only one among the five who reached ten auspicious clouds and lighted the first form of the unicorn.
Ling Zhuzi shook his head and smiled bitterly, Yang Xiaochan also softly admired.
Yang Jian was also a little unexpected about his own luck. He thought it was the equivalent of Lingzhu, but he didn't expect it to be so much stronger than Lingzhu.
This is still the result of giving 10% luck to Houtu Niangniang, so how strong was his original luck?
"No wonder, Master always tells me to let me fight with you more in the future." Lingzhu leaned to Yang Jian's side, squeezed half of the cushion, smacked his lips, and asked, "Brother, you now have a fiancée, do you Is there any other name that can bring luck?"
Yang Jian almost couldn't help kicking out, Ling Zhuzi laughed, with a very happy posture.
They laughed all the way, the fairy clam was about to break into the edge of the robbery cloud, Yang Jian suddenly heard a roar from the west.
"Yang Jian child! You stop me!"
Yang Jian turned his head to look, only to see a streamer shooting from the west at extremely high speed, but at this speed, it should be the Da Luo Jinxian and his ilk.
So angry?
Yang Jian sneered, and controlled the fairy clam directly into the robbery cloud, as if he hadn't heard the sound.
Ling Zhuzi frowned and stood up and said coldly: "I'm so daring, I dare to insult you, do you need me to call Master to come and kill this Luo?"
"No, no," Yang Jian's forehead was covered with cold sweat.
Why isn't it so handsome and handsome to say "Let me go and meet him"? Instead, you just said, "Call Master to come"?
This self-knowledge is also very few people can reach.
"Brother! Who is that?"
"Don't forget what I said to you earlier," Yang Jian reminded with a smile, Yang Xiaochan suddenly realized that Chu Qian and Ao Xinke were also thoughtful.
The man behind the fanboy?
Yang Jian didn't speak, but just looked at the cloud of robbery over Nangan Buzhou.
I watched the black clouds rolling outside, but I didn't even notice it when I entered it. The sky is still clear and clear, and there is no hostility or stale air~EbookFREE.me~ The handwriting of the heavens is really mysterious and hard to imagine.
The figure rushed out of Jieyun, revealing that he was a shirtless man with loose hair and a stubborn face full of hideousness. There was a blood-colored belt around his waist, and his lower body was tightly wrapped. Layered battle skirts, trousers inside the skirts, and a pair of black and red boots.
Awe-inspiring, full of evil spirits.
The brawny man angrily rebuked: "Yang Jian child! Dare to come out and give me an explanation!"
Yang Jian didn't rush, he stopped the fairy clam, and said: "Yona, how did I provoke you? Too many insults? But deceive me to teach no one?"
"Education! Hahaha! Others are afraid of your elucidation and teaching. I respect you for elucidation and education! My devil is not afraid!"
King Demon?
The Four Saints of Kowloon Island?
Jiejiaomen, the named disciple of the saint?
Yang Jiancha sneered, but he knew why those young people who calculated him behind would make the oily boy irritate him.
It turned out that Wang Mo was standing behind that kid. Although this was a recorded disciple of the saint, he was also considered a figure in the cut-off teaching. He was so loyal and made many friends.
That's right, it's quite a suitable candidate to let the king demon cause the fighting between the evangelism and the interception of the religion before the catastrophe.
It's a pity...The one who hides his head and reveals his tail is Yang Jian who counts.
"It turns out to be Uncle Wang Demon," Yang Jian arched his hands casually, "What's the matter with such a magnificent birth? Why not come here to talk."
Wang Mo glared, gritted his teeth, hesitated, he became more angry, kicked his feet, and rushed into the cloud!
Yang Jian's expression also changed. He didn't expect that this person would be so angry with him that he would be robbed...
Isn't that oily boy one of his apprentices? Why do you look at Wang Mo like a dead son?
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