Chapter 703: Hou Tu will become holy, and the nether will come back to life

The body was heavy as if it was filled with the soul of hardware. Yang Jian's consciousness was clearly awake, but his body still couldn't move a finger.
The previous series of fighting methods and successive damages, especially when fighting the Thousand Buddha Array, had clearly exceeded the current limit.
It really is……
Yang Jian sighed softly, but in the end he still failed to completely wipe out Zhun Ti, and indeed left some troubles.
The sanctified Daozi Tianyan insisted on mentioning it, it was indeed difficult for him to kill Daozi Tianyan.
However, Tianyan Daozi's sanctification is indeed a good thing for Honghuang. This guy can be regarded as the will of heaven, and he only wants to protect the land. Under all conditions, he will maintain the position of heaven.
The reason Tianyan Daozi was close to him was only because he felt that Yang Jian had the potential to be a general, and wanted to ‘steady’ Yang Jian. It was not because he really had a relationship with Yang Jian.
"Sage of the Avenue..."
Tianyan Daozi became a holy, the pattern of the prehistoric has also changed.
Yang Jian had always worried about the end of the Buddhism meeting, but now that Tianyan Daozi is under supervision, there is no need to worry about this.
Master Sanqing can be more relaxed, Tianyan Daozi should already be in charge of Heavenly Dao again, maybe now when you go back to Kunlun Mountain, you can still see Yuanshi Tianzun.
In the battle of Fengdu City, Buddhism was beaten by one hundred masters by himself, but the underworld was still in a dire situation.
I don't rush back to the Chaos Sea to heal my wounds. Anyway, there are four fairies sitting there, and Yang Jian spends most of his time practicing in retreat.
On the contrary, you can go to Tianyan Daozi to discuss, borrow the Chaos Clock and give him more opportunities to practice...
His consciousness gradually became clearer. Although Yang Jian could not move his body, his spiritual consciousness and spirit had almost recovered.
A ray of divine sense came out of his body, and Yang Jian saw himself lying on a bed.
Who covered him with the quilt? Who is worried that he will catch typhoid fever?
This young man looks pretty good...
The blood stains on his body have been cleaned up, and his long hair seems to have been carefully groomed, spreading smoothly on the bed.
If it weren't for the Adam's apple, the bridge of the nose, and the sharp features of the face, Yang Jian almost thought that it was Yao Ji or Xiaochan who grew up lying on the bed.
How can you not see how much masculinity has been added to such a powerful technique of the Eighty-Nine Profound Art?
Yang Jian is still a little disappointed.
The divine consciousness swept through, and the warmth from the bottom of my heart slowly flowed, and suddenly there was a feeling that I was a little bit tired and worth it.
The two young girls cuddled on the bed and meditated, both looked a little tired, but they didn't completely sink themselves into practice.
Yang Jian looked at it for a while, and the profound body seemed to have just woken up, with a slight warm current flowing in his body, and his strength gradually began to recover.
The two over there seemed to be really tired, so they kept sitting and fell asleep slowly while cuddling.
He wanted to give them two positions, but he heard Xiao Chan'er say something like a dream: "Ya, did Houtu Niangniang return?"
"Going back... I was so tired when my mother was here, I didn't dare to speak..."
"Ya, aren't you the empress?" Xiao Chan'er yawned.
"Although it is... um... I can't say it really is, maybe it's specious," Liu Ya pursed her lips. "The empress has stopped here for one more month. I want to come and care about Yang Jian's brother."
Yang Xiaochan chuckled a few times, and instead of continuing the conversation, he changed the subject.
"They said that the empress will become a saint soon, will we have two saint empresses as backers in the future?"
Liuya blinked and sighed softly, "How can a sage have your brother fierce, don't you still say it often, if you are not your brother's sister? Hee hee, Ben Liuya, do you want to tell Brother Yang Jian, listen?"
Yang Xiaochan's face blushed, and his two small claws attacked Liuya's bulge.
Liuya rose to fight back. The early experience of mixing in the practice world made Liuya and Yang Xiaochan such a female fairy raised in the mountains different. Yang Xiaochan just acted, and Liuya was very accurate.
The disc language is so light and light, how can a young man know that an adult is sad.
Yang Jian watched for a while, then chose to completely close the six senses and fell asleep quietly.
Although his six roots are not clean, he can't just watch and listen to anything cheap.
This time I should have slept for two days. When Yang Jian woke up again, the profound energy in his body was completely filled with profound energy, his energy level was perfect, and his understanding of his own avenue was also deepened. The Xuanhuang body seemed to have moved forward. Small step.
Liuya and Xiao Chan'er huddled at the end of the bed and fell asleep, Yang Jian stood up silently, slowly put on a side of the robe, and put them in a normal lying position with profound energy, and then took the door and walked out of this attic. .
The attic was built on a high platform in a corner of Fengdu City, and it should have been moved from elsewhere; looking around, the whole part of Fengdu City has recovered a bit of ‘angry’.
Before the Battle of Fengdu, the ghosts and spirits in Fengdu City were taken into the six reincarnation plates, and then they were put back into the city.
After going around to the attic, looking at the location of the six reincarnation discs and the ten temples of Yama, just below the six reincarnation discs is a towering minaret. The tower is divided into 18 floors, which is naturally 18 floors of hell.
Quasi mention...
Yang Jian leaned on the railing and looked at it for a while, as if he had noticed that Yang Jian was awake, many figures flew up in the capital city, rushing to this place in all directions.
Among them, the twelve bald heads were the most exciting, and Yang Jian, who was far away, saw the twelve leaders.
I don't know why, after the one thousand eight hundred witches were transplanted with the spiritual core, although their strength greatly increased, the hair no longer grew.
The women of the witch clan also have some love for beauty. Yang Jian had also thought of a solution for these nine hundred witches before, but in the end they had no choice but to die.
The Twelve Commander came the fastest, knelt down on one knee in the air and shouted in unison: "Second Lord!"
"Well, where are the others?"
"Waiting for the order of the second master outside the city; the Lord of the Hei Kingdom led a million spirit army to come yesterday and has already fought the Buddhist soldiers."
Xiao Hei is here too?
"Except for the Black Lord, who is here?"
"And General Cha He."
Yang Jian finally nodded his head in relief. Now the frame in the Chaos Sea is too big. If Ao Xinke hears that he is injured, he will rush back, and he can't say anything will happen over there.
The Twelve Commanders added another sentence: "The mistress is on the way back, and she should be able to arrive later today."
Yang Jian shook his head and sighed without saying much; but from the smile on his face, it was not difficult to see that he was very pleased that Ao Xinke could come.
The ghosts of Yinsi, from the tenth hall of Yanjun, to the commander of the ghost soldiers, gathered hundreds of people, and knelt down outside the high platform.
King Qin Guang cried out in a long voice: "Thank you, the true monarch, for his help, the underworld is guaranteed and the Dade Houtu is protected from Buddhism!"
Everyone who belonged to the Yinsi screamed so loudly. Hearing this long-screaming ghost everywhere in Fengdu City, they all bowed to the high platform and attic.
"You guys get up quickly," Yang Jian stepped sideways and did not receive such a big gift. "You are all virtuous people who do errands in the underworld. I just did what I could. Don't do that."
King Qin Guang would say again, Yang Jian raised his hand to help these guys up together.
Without waiting for what they said, Yang Jian said: "I will live in the netherworld for a period of time to help the netherworld regain the nether world occupied by the Buddhist soldiers and pay the remnants of the blood sea. You have other things that I need to do. can."
"True Monarch... I wait... I am ashamed of waiting."
"It doesn't have to be this way," Yang Jian said with a smile, "I'm deeply affected by my mother and I should do all this."
King Chu Jiang sighed and said in a low voice: "It's because I waited for my supernatural powers to be insufficient, and I couldn't even hold the empress. True monarch, Buddhism was greatly injured by the real monarch, if they secretly calculated... Please beware."
Yang Jian nodded solemnly.
And indeed, for the sake of safety, he should indeed take his mother to the Black Spirit Kingdom.
It's just that Yao Ji didn't seem to want to trouble him. She had mentioned this before, but she was rejected by Yao Ji and lived in Meishan.
Except for Yao Ji and Xiao Chan'er, there are indeed not many other places that can be calculated to reach Yang Jian.
Yang Jian said: "Don't worry, everyone today doesn't have to be the original... I heard my sister say that the empress was sanctified..."
"The lady didn't tell me too much about this matter, she just said that she would retreat for a long time."
Yang Jian nodded, that group of Hongmeng Purple Qi should have been given to Houtu by Daozi Tianyan.
Regardless, this can be regarded as a kind of compensation for the heavy losses in the Netherworld.
There was a sudden change in the mysterious turtle belt, and Yang Jian was shocked, then his face became a little depressed.
The people around the Yin Department hurriedly spoke, not knowing what was wrong, or what was wrong with Yang Jian, and finally looked at each other.
"Everyone, if you have nothing to do, then go back individually," Yang Jian waved his hand, with the intention of chasing the guests~EbookFREE.me~Twelve Commanders, you will take the ministries to help protect the Black Lord and listen to her orders. "
"Here!"
The twelve commanders responded in unison, and after getting up, they quickly rushed towards the outside of the city, their running speed was not much worse than flying.
"If the true monarch has instructions, please send someone to let us know."
"I'll wait and leave."
"True monarch, goodbye."
Yang Jian suddenly said, "Wait a moment."
He glanced at the burning lamp that had been tossed by the little eagle to the point of inhumanity, grabbed the burning lamp from the gemstones in the mysterious turtle belt and sealed his Nigongwan.
Yang Jian threw the burning lantern over, "Take it to the eighteenth for interrogation. How many things can be asked, and write down all the details."
"Yes, don't worry, Zhenjun."
A group of pubic divisions immediately gritted their teeth, wishing to tear this ancient Buddha directly.
At this time, Ran Deng was already a mermaid, Yang Jian didn't bother to interrogate Ran Deng, because asking again, it was just some nasty tricks that he knew.
It is not impossible to vent the emotions of the public.
Not long after, outside the high platform and pavilion, only Yang Jian was left standing there, looking at the wonders of the six reincarnation discs, but he was inexplicably dull.
In the corner of the mysterious turtle belt, where weapons were stored, a dull low roar continued to spread to Yang Jianye.
It seemed to be an injured and dying beast, whispering something to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian sealed the attic with Xuan Gang, so that he could only walk out from the inside out, so that no one would disturb the sleep of the two of them.
Then, Yang Jian left behind a cloud of profound energy, spreading into a line of small characters, his figure swaying with the wind, and gradually moving towards the zenith of the Netherworld.
The small print says: ‘I’ll go to Honghuang for a few days. ’
I don't know what is going on.
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