Chapter 247: Rare

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This Kong Xuan is really not the power he can provoke at this time.
Yang Jian grabbed the tipless spear and stayed in the air for a while before he was "coaxed" away by Bai Ze's "warm and whispering".
Frustrated? Can't talk about it.
Before, he was only angered by Kong Xuan's phrase ‘be a servant for a hundred thousand years’. Kong Xuan made half a move with himself, and it was only a half move, and his life was pinched in Kong Xuan’s hands for a moment.
On the other hand, Yang Jian dared to engage with Kong Xuan desperately, which actually proved Yang Jian's anxiety.
The three-pointed two-bladed gun should also be born.
As for why this ruthless person didn't kill himself, Yang Jian attributed it to his master's face.
"Daluo Jinxian who is still alive with Kong Xuan, you are the only one in the sky and the earth." Bai Ze patted Yang Jian on the back, chose a random direction, and drove away, "Who is Kong Xuan? Descendants of Sifeng, a natural strong man, how long have you cultivated the Dao? This time you go back and realize it well, and you will definitely gain something."
Yang Jian shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Senior, I'm fine. I'm not the one who can't afford to lose. I just feel that I was so obsessed with my heart and provoked this ruthless person. I really think I'm a long life."
"Do you still know? Humph!" Bai Ze shook his dirty sleeves, "If it weren't for Liu Ya's sake, I wouldn't want to care about you! Is Kong Xuan provoking casually? The clan is in charge of the Heavenly Court, and he is also polite to Kong Xuan, and he does not want to be hostile to him if he fails to solicit."
Bai Ze sighed, with a bit of nostalgia in his eyes, and smiled: "Everyone knows that the five-color divine light is everything, but they don't know that Kong Xuan's strongest ability is his extreme speed! If he initiates a ruthless army, a million troops will A cup of tea can be slaughtered with all the effort. It is really a natural killer."
There was a situation in front of Yang Jian that the five-color light shattered the ship, and he yearned for it, but felt helpless.
"This phoenix blood, really can only think of another way."
"This matter is not a complete turnaround," Bai Ze smiled unpredictably, holding his hands on his back, straightening a thin waist, and acting like an expert.
When Yang Jian saw this, he still didn't understand this old man's good strategy to help him, and smiled and asked: "Does the old man still want to use the strategy of adjusting the tiger away from the mountain?"
"No, no."
"Oh?" Yang Jian also came interested, and was stunned by this old way. "Senior has any other good ideas?"
"Naturally, go find a Fangzhen first, I will buy a few things and test it out for you!"
Divination?
Yang Jian smiled bitterly, but he also had some hope, and followed Bai Ze to toss again.
I've worked with Kong Xuan, so I don't have to hide it.
Soon after Yang Jian left, more than a dozen figures hurriedly came from all directions and flew to the place where the ship broke down to take a closer look.
Half an hour later, hundreds of figures rushed to Yunluo Mountain with clouds and fog.
Kong Xuan naturally didn't know, and maybe he wouldn't care if he knew it. It didn't mean that he would change his code of conduct.
Whoever offends others must be killed!
The young talents of the boat he killed casually were the backwards carefully cultivated by the forces of the Baixian League and the Heavenly Kingdom. The five-color sacred light swiped like this, and the two forces' efforts for thousands of years were wiped out. The figures who arrived were all angrily, and some even wailed.
What's even better is that the fact that Yang Jian came here was also not spread out with the destruction of that first-floor ship monk.
But all the time, these elder cultivators still remember the tragedy that happened back then-when they chased two little phoenixes, they were directly slaughtered by thousands of masters by Kong Xuan.
Now, they can only suppress their resentment, cast a fierce look at Yunluo Mountain, and turn around to flee.
How does Kong Xuan take care of these monks?
Kong Xuan didn't necessarily see the various forces in the prehistoric five continents, let alone the three thousand worlds outside the five continents.
But the big world where the kingdom of heaven is located is not an ordinary place, otherwise, how could there be a phoenix born?
Outside of the Five Continents, this place has the most complete laws and the farthest path. Many great powers have left their footprints here, and many masters have retreat in some remote secret realms.
Kong Xuan has been Taoist for a long time, and he is not human. Although he acts fiercely, he does not understand what is unpredictable and sinister.
A conspiracy against Chaotian Pavilion quietly unfolded before Yang Jian and others knew it...
In Fang Town next to Yunluo Mountain, Yang Jian and Bai Ze squatted head-to-head on the corner of the street, watching the scattered stones on the ground.
These stones were polished into a half-moon shape, with one side flat and one side curved; Bai Ze scattered, picked up, scattered, and picked up these stones six times, and then began to make calculations there. .
Yang Jian couldn't help thinking of the blood column spraying half a foot high...
"Senior, if you have a loss, you don't have to!"
"Hey, fortune-telling and deduction are two different things. This is my old profession, measuring good and bad, determining feng shui, and exploring life and death!" Bai Ze smiled complacently, really not like the current generation.
The old Bai Ze sang a few words and drew a Taoist talisman. The blue stones quivered slightly, and finally a burst of red smoke rose.
"Good luck! You will get what you ask for, don't be impatient, just wait!"
Seeing what Bai Ze said so sure, Yang Jian was also a little skeptical. He always felt that this old man Bai Ze was a little bit unreliable.
"This is my business, and I have to let the seniors take risks for me."
"Calm down, I just don't want you to die for no reason," Bai Ze sighed while shaking his head, carefully putting away the bluestones that he had exchanged for spirit stones.
Upon seeing this, Yang Jian took out the Qi Luck Sinan and handed it to Bai Ze.
"Senior, if you go down the street, you still have a few treasures that can fool people."
Vote me for peaches, and repay me for plums.
Bai Ze helped him in this way, Yang Jian should also say something; although for Da Neng, the luck Sinan given to him by the Taiyi real person is at most a gadget, but it is also this gadget that Yang Jianfang can take. Draw hands.
Give treasures, give spirits, give treasures? Not suitable, after all, it is a junior.
"It's okay to wait, but I don't know if there will be anything going on in Wubuzhou," Yang Jian sighed, clapped his hands and stood up.
This pair of young and old, who attracted the attention of many passers-by, walked leisurely on the main road of this town, side by side and back.
"What do you think of the matter of conferring the gods?"
Second, the second kid?
The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, "Senior, you should call me Erlang. You guys or something, it's too indecent."
"Yes, Erlang, tut," Bai Ze nodded with a smile, "It feels like my grandson."
"Heh, I don't dare to have such a rude elder."
"Which is not serious?" Bai Ze blew his beard and stared, with a burst of dissatisfaction, "I think I was not as handsome as you back then, the ten demon saints of the demon king! Although my face is honest, I look like this, deliberately disguised. Most ingredients! Not really downright!"
"Yeah! Yeah!" Yang Jian nodded seriously.
Don’t you want to lose face when you’re too angry?
Bai Ze cheered up, and asked rigorously: "The matter of enshrining the gods, what do you think of Erlang?"
"Stand and watch."
"Ok?"
Yang Jian smiled, and said, "This is a catastrophe of the Taoist school. I don't know how many famous people will fall into this catastrophe. But the catastrophe also has a great opportunity. I am eager to let the sharp gun appear in order to gain a little strength. Fight for that opportunity."
The daunting mighty Bai Ze nodded solemnly, and said to Yang Jian: "You are right. There is a great opportunity in the catastrophe. It is also the best time for you to take the wind. Don't miss it."
Yang Jian just nodded and said yes, but Bai Ze seemed to have just regained consciousness and stared at Yang Jian: "Then you still run around, don't you go back and stare? The robbery cloud is hidden in Nanfang Buzhou, and the catastrophe should be here. After the dynasty changes, there may be changes anytime!"
"Nothing," Yang Jian nodded calmly, and said: "I once talked with Emperor Fuxi Bingzhuye and knew something about the future. In the next year, no major events will happen. I only need to rush back next year. ."
Yang Jian couldn't tell Bai Ze when he knew when the great event happened, so he could only use the name of Fuxi.
Anyway, the probability of Bai Ze and Fuxi being able to meet is very small, and after the two meet, the probability of discussing this matter is even too small.
When Bai Ze heard Fuxi's name, he couldn't help but sigh, and said: "Old old man! Alas, my divination skills were actually studied with him back then."
Yang Jian blinked, always feeling that he had dug a hole for himself, and quickly changed the subject.
"Senior thinks, how long will I wait here for results."
"Don't worry, it won't be three months."
Three months?
Yang Jian thought ~EbookFREE.me~ In order for the tipless gun to take shape, even if the three months are spent here, it is nothing.
He always acted cautiously and thoughtfully, took three jade charms, injected profound energy, and sent them to the ancient pilgrimage road.
One of those dragon masters who were waiting for him, said about the period of March, and also said that they don't have to wait too much.
One is a letter from the family, giving a lot of greetings to mother and Xiao Chan'er, telling them that they are experiencing in the great world, don't worry, don't need to look for it.
One was sent to Luzhou in Beiju, telling the Wu Clan that they had obtained the three-headed Bibolong Dragon Ball, and asked them to send a master to the kingdom of heaven to get it.
If the witches can improve their situation as soon as possible, they may be able to save a few more witch youths.
"Senior, why did the Lich War begin?"
Yang Jian found a topic casually, and Bai Ze was very energetic when he remembered the past, and had a chat with Yang Jian.
They, old and young, are like two hermits who have seen the prosperity of the world and are now returning to Yamada. They have settled in this small town, and they have nothing to go around, drinking and making fun.
Strolling in the fields, driving the clouds and cranes;
Hunting in mountains and forests, fishing in clear springs;
There is no Pepsi and it is easy, no one can recognize it.
Such a leisurely mind made Yang Jian, who had been straining his nerves and hurriedly hurried, relaxed.
As soon as his mind relaxed, Yang Jian's cultivation base was not restrained, and soared. Without using the power of the profound tortoise blood in his body, Yang Jian actually used three months to condense another fifty-seventh profound beads.
The previous battle with the two evil dragons has also benefited Yang Jian extraordinary; these three months have allowed him to settle down.
He is leisurely here, but in this big world, because he wrinkled a pool of spring water, a disaster surrounding the Yunluo Mountain has already appeared...
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