Chapter 635: In the dark world

　　 "Brother, we just heard in the sky that burning lamps and... apostasy are real?"
　　 "Naturally it is true."
　　 Nezha suddenly stared, "Then why don't you just leave them behind? How can you let them go? Everywhere in the heavenly court is discussing this matter, and what they say is more awkward!"
　　Wei Hu said on the side: "It's just those slanderers who are slanderous."
　　Yang Jian yawned, "They said they would let them say, you need to be peaceful, don't fight anymore."
　　 At the moment, Yang Jian hastily recounted the situation before Yuxu Palace. After hearing this, several people looked angry, but Muzha and Jinzha were embarrassed.
Mu Zha’s master is a Samantabhadra Taoist, and Jin Zha studied under Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun. Although the two of them were used as disciples to guard against disasters, the relationship between master and apprentice cannot be faked, and they have a long time to get along. Love is also there.
　　 Lei Zhenzi glanced at Muzha, intending to turn the topic away, but Nezha had already looked at his two brothers and asked: "Should the two brothers be Taoist or Western teachers from now on?"
　　 Muzha scratched his head for a while, and Jinzha also sighed softly, frowning and thinking.
　　 "In fact, there is no need to entangle this matter," Yang Jian said on the side. "It is Manjusri and Samantabhadra who have rebelled against the interpretation and teaching. Although you two are their disciples, you did not intend to apostasy and leave. Yuxu Palace should not blame it."
　　 Jinzha said: "But if the master calls, how should I respond?"
　　 "That's it," Yang Jian said, "Do you still deny the master for the sake of the sect?"
　　 Nezha's mouth curled, Yang Jian stared back at him when he was about to speak.
　　 Lei Zhenzi also said: "Now we are all leading troops in the Heavenly Court. This matter is not under our control, and we don't have to think about it."
　　 "Yes," Yang Jian said, "If the court is big today, just stay in the heaven. If things change, just come to Guanjiangkou to find me."
　　 Muzha and Jinzha nodded separately, still a little frown.
　　 These two, sandwiched between Chanjiao and their respective masters, can easily become marshals of the canopy and look in the mirror-they are not humans inside and outside, so it is better to stay still than to move rashly.
　　 Nezha didn’t ask more about the two elder brothers for the time being, but still asked himself: "Brother, why did the master let them go like this?"
"Uncle Master naturally has the considerations and concerns of Uncle Master. It is beyond your and I can understand," Yang Jian suddenly frowned, and said solemnly: "I still have things to do. Chaos Sea is about to fight, what's up today. For the time being here, you go back to the heavens and stay cultivating honestly, don't worry about it."
　　 Nezha's eyes suddenly brightened: "Where to fight? Whom to fight? Brother, take me!"
　　 Yang Jian laughed, waved his hand, did not say much, and slowly closed his eyes.
　　 An aura gushes out of Yang Jian’s incarnation, and then wraps around Yang Jian’s body, adding a little majesty to Yang Jian.
　　 But Yang Jian's mind has already passed through the barriers of the Chaos Sea and reached Ao Xinke.
　　His body had previously become a stubborn stone. At this time, the stubborn stone was put in his sleeve by Ao Xinke with magical powers. When Yang Jian returned, his "eyes opened" was a forearm carved like a beautiful jade.
　　 It was quite noisy outside, a certain long and unpleasant horn reverberating, adding a certain desolate weight.
With the divine consciousness scattered, Yang Jian saw that there was an invisible
egg shell
in front of him. The mysterious black spirit stone that formed the cornerstone of the great formation was constantly shining with light, like an extremely strong boat, carrying a great world. Floating in the chaotic sea.
　　Black Spirit World?
　　 It seems that this place is a lot more magnificent than the Wuling World, naturally it is related to the power gap between the Black Spirit Lord and the Wuling Lord.
　　The Black Spirit Lord is an existence that can fight against the Master Xuandu, and the Wu Spirit Lord is just an ‘ordinary’ quasi-sage. If there is no magical power that turns into rain and mist, a ‘great psychic’ cannot be considered.
　　 Ao Xinke dressed up as a minister of the Wuling Lord, and stood with a few female ministers and a dozen generals and marshals of the Wuling world, behind which was the Wuling Lord's chariot.
　　 In front of the army of the Black Spirit Realm lined up, a group of people ushered in front of the army, among them there were seven or eight quasi-sages or the aura of Da Luo pinnacle...
what is this? It should be to give the Wuling master's line of power.
　　 The black lord doesn't need to show up, and the battle to greet them is enough to win the Wuling Lord and his party-regardless of Ao Xinke and Yang Jian.
　　 Wuling Lord sits lazily on the chariot, waving his hand to the front, a man and a woman, two quasi-sages greet the front, greeting the people who greeted them.
　　 Yang Jian hid and watched for a while, these chaotic creatures have a lot of stinky rules, and I don’t know if they are all kinds of ‘bad habits’ from the prehistoric life.
　　 communicated to Ao Xinke: "I'm here, how do you make arrangements today?"
　　 Ao Xinke can obviously feel relieved.
　　 "If your husband doesn't have to show up later, don't show up today. We are not yet complete and we are not 100% sure that we can win the Black Spirit Realm."
　　 Yang Jian tasted Ao Xinke's words. Although there was always a ray of soul following Ao Xinke, he only perceives her various changes. If emotions fluctuate or encounter the strong breath, Yang Jian will be awakened in retreat.
　　 In other words, Yang Jian doesn't know what Ao Xinke has done in the past three hundred years. He only knows that Ao Xinke has not been angry, has no feelings of great joy and compassion, and has never encountered a strong enemy.
　　 As a couple, you don’t need to be bored when you have something to say. Yang Jian asked in a voice: "Tell me about this matter."
　　 "Well, I actually missed it. When arranging someone to attack a master in the Yuling Realm, the master escaped by chance, revealing clues."
Ao Xinke’s words were a little bit depressed, "The Rain Spirit Lord has been vigilant at this time, and he has joined the Black Spirit Lord to put pressure on the Wuling. Today, the Black Spirit Lord used to reconcile the conflict between the two realms, and the Four Spirit Lords gathered together. The Black Spirit World...That's it."
　　Yang Jian nodded secretly, and just wanted to relieve Ao Xinke. After all, when everyone had missteps, he lost his hand only once in more than three hundred years, which is pretty good.
　　 But when the words reached his lips, Yang Jian suddenly remembered that before this retreat, it seemed that they were discussing that the next strategy should be the evil spirit world...
　　 Yang Jian asked in a voice: "Why did you go to calculate the rain spirit world? What happened to the evil spirit world?"
"The secret control is complete," Ao Xinke chuckled lightly. "The initial calculation was the most troublesome. It took more than a hundred years to calculate a quasi-sage of the evil spirit world. With this breakthrough and the fog spirit world Propelled by the master, but within fifty or sixty years, the spirit core of the evil spirit master was controlled.
　　 Yang Jian was dumb for a while...
Suddenly there is a sense of lack of existence. If this accident does not occur, Yang Jian will concentrate on retreating for another two or three hundred years. Is it true that Ao Xinke has quietly integrated the four spirit worlds, and when he leaves the barrier, he will start to sweep the Chaos Sea... …
　　 Although Ao Xinke said it was light and easy, there must be a lot of calculations and plans.
　　 The key point is the extremely concealment that must be done, otherwise even if there is a means to control the spiritual core, once exposed, it will provoke the siege of the Chaos Spirit Race.
　　 How much effort it takes to calculate this, Yang Jian feels a headache even thinking about it.
"troubled you."
　　 "Being able to do something for your husband is better than waiting in the sky." Ao Xinke replied softly.
　　 Yang Jian suddenly didn't know how to answer the conversation, thinking of Xiao Lan, who had not been out of the customs until today, she was somewhat fragile...
　　 Sure enough, he still can't go on two boats like a standard prehistoric man.
　　The ceremonial battle of the fog spirit master began to move forward slowly, and the large black formation in front slowly opened a ‘giant mouth’ to include them.
　　 Its internal structure is actually not much different from the Wuling World, but the fairy island is connected to form a huge land.
　　 is the earth underneath, but above it uses formations to place treasures, constructing a star map, using formations to evolve the rising and falling of the moon.
　　 This black spirit world is like a great world in chaos; of course, this is only a superficial imagination, this tunnel is still chaotic and disorderly, and it is not suitable for the cultivation of prehistoric creatures. Most of the creatures here are still native tribes in the chaos sea.
　　 There are few primordial monks in the black spirit world and the evil spirit world—the fog master mentioned before that the black spirit world and the evil spirit world are not friendly to the primordial monks.
　　 Looking all the way, Yang Jian saw several magnificent cities and saw all kinds of chaotic creatures living together, and there were also large army gathered everywhere.
　　 Ao Xinke and Yang Jian are in close harmony and understanding. Seeing that Yang Jian hadn't spoken for a long time, he took the initiative to speak to Yang Jian and said: "The husband knows, what do most of the Chaos Spirit Clan with low cultivation base do for a living?"
　　 Yang Jian pondered a little, and asked, "You can farm in the chaos?"
　　 "There are only a few spirit fruits, that is the delicacy here, and you can't eat it in leisure time." Ao Xinke chuckled lightly, not daring to sell her to Yang Jian, and said directly: "They all eat a kind of stone..."
　　 "Eat stones?"
"In fact, it shouldn't be regarded as a stone. It's just some things floating in the Chaos Sea like catkins, with a little spiritual power attached to them, so that the Chaos Spirit Race with a low cultivation base can also absorb spiritual power. I have eaten it once. , The taste... quite interesting."
　　 Yang Jian couldn't help but smile.
　　 Ao Xinke continued: "In the Black Spirit Realm, all the Chaos Spirit Races are enslaved by the Black Spirit Lord. They have only two things to do, one is to multiply, and the other is to sell their lives for the Black Spirit Lord."
"Those who can practice cultivation and have good combat power must serve in the army~EbookFREE.me~ if they have bad aptitudes, they must enter the Chaos Sea regularly and get enough'soil' back to fill the place. For food."
　　 "Therefore, the strength of the Black Spirit Realm is quite strong, far above the other Three Spirit Realms, and its territory is constantly expanding. If it continues to develop this way, it may be possible for the Black Spirit Lord to open up another world."
　　 Yang Jian was a little shocked inexplicably.
　　 "Then why didn't the Chaos Spirit Race turn against the Dark Spirit Lord?"
Ao Xinke blinked, and continued to whisper to Yang Jian, "Why do you want to turn back? They rely on the big mountain of the Black Spirit Realm to survive in the Chaos Sea safely until the end of their life. For other Chaos tribes, It is quite stable."
　　 "The pursuit of these Chaos Spirit Races is really not high."
　　 "The same goes for the other three spirit worlds, except that there are many more prehistoric masters walking around in the Wu Ling world and the rain spirit world, which are relatively more civilized, but there are still many tribes like this.
　　 Yang Jian was silent for a while, and the car had already begun to fall slowly, toward the center of an extremely magnificent city below.
　　 "Ms. Husband, Xin Ke overstepped the rules, but can you listen to Xin Ke's words and actions later? Today, we can not showdown with the Lord of Darkness, thank you for the advantage of preparation."
　　 "Okay, you say I will do it," Yang Jian naturally agreed, and added another sentence, "You're welcome."
　　 Ao Xinke pursed his lips, and then continued to put on his indifferent face, watching the people in the Black Spirit Realm ahead coldly.
　　 "Please enter the palace of Wuling Lord!" js3v3