Chapter 715: The so-called "Remnant"

"You made me almost fall apart, and you personally sent me many of my fellow sects to be on the list of gods, but now I am here to help you out of the mountain?"
Yun Xiao's words were only slightly ironic, "Yang Jian, are you here to laugh with me?"
Yang Jian arched his hands and sat in the avatar next to the cave, smiling: "Uncle, I will stay here for three or four hours, why sit down and talk?"
"I have nothing to discuss with you."
Yun Xiao looked unhappy, and sat back in his old position with the hip flask, and the people beside him started to drink and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the distant mountains by the way.
Yang Jian sat a little abruptly on the side, closed his eyes for a while, let Mo Suo return to the wilderness on the main body, and slowly opened his eyes.
The body is here to save Yunxiao from the cave, and if you want to open the sanctuary of Master Sanqing, this incarnation of yourself is not enough to see.
Before the ontology arrived, Yang Jian always wanted to convince Yun Xiao first.
Where do I start?
Yang Jian was stunned, sitting there, sorting out his thoughts.
"Uncle Xuandu and Uncle Xuandu should be considered familiar." Yang Jian asked, trying to break the deadlock.
Yun Xiao ignored him, only drinking and watching the mountains, seeming to pin his mind on the pure whiteness of the snow-capped mountains, not wanting to be defiled by Yang Jian's voice.
Yang Jian said self-consciously: "Uncle Xuandu had an appointment with me when he was enshrining the gods, and asked me to guard the Xuandu city for ten thousand years. After enshrining the gods, I went there, saw a lot, and understood. It’s the catastrophe that the prehistoric faces."
"When I was conferring the gods, I was a disciple of Chanjiao. Even if I knew that there was something hidden behind the consecration of the gods, what I needed to consider was the interests of myself and Chanjiao. From the uncle's point of view, did my nephew make a mistake?
"Although I am a little bit faceless and skinny when I say this myself, I still don't regret it; if the confiscated comes again, I will still protect myself first, and then explain and teach, and then I will be the Taoist."
Yun Xiao glanced at Yang Jian, hummed softly, still silent.
If she speaks, it will be fine, Yang Jian can follow her words, and see tricks and tricks, only then can there be a way to "defeat the enemy and win".
But Yun Xiao kept his face straight and did not speak, which made Yang Jian, who was already a little awkward, completely unable to start.
If it doesn't work, just go to Master Sanqing and ask for a decree.
Yang Jian sighed slowly, and continued: "When I knew the gods, there were many calculations and many plots. Some people seemed to be using me as a gunman. Why didn't I take advantage of this strength to take advantage of it?"
"What Fengshen did was to slay Na Qianhong. I saw it with my own eyes. Even though the saints used so much thought, they still only surpassed the front line."
"Within a minute, Qian Hong was killed, and Hong Huang was able to stand up and face the enemy in the future..."
Yun Xiao suddenly interrupted Yang Jian's words. She took a sip of her drink and asked in a cold voice: "What do you mean, but let me put down my prejudices against you and dedicate myself to Honghuang?"
"Why Uncle Uncle said so badly?"
"It's ugly or not, it's like this."
"Then I don't deny it," Yang Jian stared at the majestic uncle in front of him who was colder than the Snow Saint Remnant Spirit, and his attitude of being tougher suddenly softened again.
In the Conferred Gods Tribulation, San Xiao did not intend to explain and teach the lives of the Twelve Golden Immortals when he came off the court, otherwise it would not only reduce their cultivation.
But in exchange, it was two saints who appeared, Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao died tragically into the Conferred God List, and Yun Xiao was also pressed under the Qilin Cliff...
What they suffered was much higher than what they should bear.
Perhaps this was a bitter trick used by Master Sanqing to numb Qianhong, but now that Qianhong is dead, no one has stood up to say sorry to their three sisters.
What Yunxiao is complaining about is actually not difficult to figure out.
"Master of the Qing Dynasty calculated Qianhong, but he had no choice but to do it. Uncle Master knows who those powerful enemies are?"
"Humph." Yun Xiao snorted coldly, without speaking.
Naturally, she didn't know, and now in the predicament, there are only a few people who know those powerful enemies.
The other monks only knew that the major repairs with the intention of destroying the wilderness were hidden under the gloomy stream of the North Sea, watching the wilderness.
"Uncle, I'll give you the bottom line," Yang Jian said, "Uncle Five of the Innate Masters should understand that after the creation of Hongmeng, five great worlds appeared in the Chaos Sea, which are also the roots and sources of the great famine."
"The nearest Taisu to us was destroyed by a powerful enemy, and Xuandu City was the ruins left by Taisu; Taisu had 49 saints back then, including merit saints, avenue saints, and even a half-step strong, but still Can't match those powerful enemies. When Taisu was destroyed, only one strongest appeared."
"Tai Su was created by a group of creatures who survived the last catastrophe. The last catastrophe was in the Tai Chi realm. There were unknown saints, but there should be more than 49. When Tai Chi was destroyed, there were only four strongest people. Show up."
"Taiji was before Taiji. There were ninety-nine saints in Taiji, half-step strong two or three, and even more meritorious saints were countless, and they were still destroyed by these powerful enemies. There were nine strongest men who destroyed Taishi. ..."
Yun Xiao suddenly asked, "Which state is Xeon?"
"Uh...above the saints, at the same time master the two saint avenues above. The saints can break free from the shackles of heaven and earth, immortal and immortal; the strongest ones should break free from the shackles of the grandiose, truly immortal."
When Yang Jian explained the sentence like this, Yun Xiao couldn't help frowning in thought.
Yang Jian sighed softly and said in a low voice: "We, in the eyes of these strongest people, are actually just a handful of too-sugar remnants preserved by the power of Pangu."
"What's this to me?" Yun Xiao took a sip of the immortal wine. "You explain how much immortal people are willing to give up their lives for righteous people? Why don't you go to them to help you, you have to come to me?"
"Because I have trusted the uncle, and the uncle is aloof, not far from the realm of the saint, it is enough to be alone."
"Joke, I can't believe you!"
Yang Jian spread his hands and said, "I can't dig my heart out and show it to Uncle Uncle. At this time, the Fengshen has ended. Master Sanqing has never torn his face. Uncle, you have grievances in your heart, treat me. After he rescued the uncle, he beat me."
Just to help myself verify how much the physical strength has increased.
Of course, the latter half cannot be said, otherwise Yun Xiao would have to turn his head and leave.
"What's the use of beating you?" Yun Xiao's voice was a little less cold. "Brother and two sisters are suffering in the heavenly court. I killed you. How can I get them to break free from the list of gods?"
"This is really not easy to break free," Yang Jian groaned a little.
Was it on condition that Zhao Gongming, Bi Xiao, and Qiong Xiao were rescued from the Conferred God List?
No, this can't be done; even if Tianyan Daozi makes a move, I am afraid that Zhao Gongming and others will not be able to bring Zhao Gongming and others out of the list of conferred gods.
Because they are now relying on the Conferred God List to survive.
Even if the heavenly books are supernatural and the Conferred God List has vast magical powers, giving them the same cultivation base, physical body, and soul as before, but they still cannot break away from the Conferred God List.
Even if it breaks away, it's just half a waste, and Daoji still doesn't exist.
Yang Jian understands this. Even if Yun Xiao doesn't know it at this time, he will soon want to understand it. Using this as an exchange condition is tantamount to digging a hole...
Still can only move with affection, know with reason.
But the atmosphere was dull again, Yun Xiao sipped the fairy wine, Yang Jian sat there trying to find the topic.
Come and go, two or three hours will pass in the blink of an eye.
Yang Jian smacked his lips and said, "Uncle, I know, what kind of errand is I here to invite you out of the mountain?"
"I don't know, I don't want to know."
"Uncle, it is better to listen to me. This kind of hidden feeling, struggle and helplessness here, really makes people have nowhere to complain."
At the moment, Yang Jian taught the Master of Xuandu the method to control the spirit race. He rushed to build the Black Spirit Kingdom. Now he has conquered a corner of the Chaos Sea and introduced it to Yunxiao.
Yun Xiao frowned slightly, seeing Yang Jian's gaze somewhat complicated.
"Yang Jian, are you selfish?"
"Yes, if there is no selfishness, there will be no public interest." Yang Jian said, "My selfishness is to protect the world where my family lives, and after defeating powerful enemies, I can live in peace forever."
"I'm not asking you about your selfishness," Yun Xiao stared at Yang Jian. "There are such masters bred in the Chaos Sea, and the number of these masters has accumulated to a terrible level. With the power you have at this time, it is not difficult to overthrow the prehistoric , If you are selfish, where does the world exist?"
Yang Jian said, "Master Saints chose me, and I don't know why they trust me so much. But at least, I don't covet the position of the Three Realms, and I never thought that everyone would listen to my orders."
After speaking, Yang Jian said something ‘not too wild’.
"To impose one's own will on others, that's what you like to do if you lose your heart."
Yun Xiao still frowned slightly.
Yang Jian smiled and said: "Since the uncle is not at ease with me, it's better to be a general next to me, like Kong Xuan and Chu Qi, conquering a chaotic sea, and grasping enough power to balance us."
Hearing this, Yun Xiao frowned deeper and deeper.
"Kong Xuan? He would actually work for you."
"He didn't sell his life for me, he was for the Feng Clan, and he was also regarded as working for the great famine." Yang Jian slowly shook his head, "Come on, uncle, too. With uncle, I can practice with peace of mind."
Yun Xiao kept silent, thinking quietly, as if already quite moved.
It was not for Yang Jian to sell his life, but to protect the prehistoric, to balance this somewhat terrifying force, to summon the boundless Chaos Spirit Race to advance and retreat with the predominant when the enemy came...
Honghuang only occupies a corner of the Chaos Sea;
And the predecessors are just a handful of ‘remnants’ protected by the Pangu after the destruction of Taisu.
Remnants...
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Yang Jian looked up at the sky, and then the avatar closed his eyes and maintained a sitting posture of raising his head and looking up, silent.
A black shadow fell from the sky, about to fall in front of Qilin Cliff, the shuttle disappeared, and only one figure fell straight down.
‘Another’ Yang Jian appeared, without saying anything, stretched out a hand to the entrance of the cave.
In the chasing of yin and yang, a Tai Chi diagram slowly opened, trying to stop this big hand; but Yang Jian grasped the fist with his palm, and gently shook the center of the Tai Chi mark, and the Tai Chi diagram returned to the yin and yang.
The shock was light, but it contained a truth that Yun Xiao couldn't understand.
"Uncle please."
Yang Jian made a gesture of please, and Yun Xiao looked at the hole in front of him, a little bit overwhelmed.
Is this broken?
really……