Chapter 759: 1The stele inherits the prehistoric times

The sacred edict delivered by Baihe Boy actually made Yang Jian clear up some doubts.
No wonder there are so many primordial monks who come to the Black Spirit Country to congratulate you, it turns out that several sage masters are behind to help...
However, why can't the writing of the alliance book be within the prehistoric, must be outside the prehistoric?
The letter of the alliance seems to be just a few oaths. A piece of white paper, cloth or silk, or a jade talisman, or a stone carving, can actually form a good binding force for the monks. Anyone who signs the letter of the alliance will have a big catastrophe in the future. In the middle, even if captured, it is difficult to betray.
Yang Jian thought about it carefully, and he also understood the good intentions of the saint master.
This letter of alliance may be Yang Jian's chance to raise his arms tomorrow, and all the immortals will follow to the death and fight together against the powerful enemy.
The sage master deliberately chose to start this matter in the Black Spirit Kingdom, even if he specifically asked Zhenyuan Great Immortal to keep the alliance book, but Yang Jian, in the heart of the gods who came to the Black Spirit Kingdom today, is the ‘initiator’ of the alliance book.
This is not only affecting the monks in the Black Spirit Kingdom today. As long as they bring these news back, Yang Jian will stand on the throne of a truly deserved ‘Leader’ in the eyes of the cultivators...
At the time of the catastrophe, as long as Yang Jian didn't fall, the monk could have more confidence.
These twists and turns, after Yang Jian wanted to understand, he could only sigh with the love of the saint master, without any worries.
Foreign affairs are in one's own body, it is foreign affairs in the end
The monk asked about spiritual practice, only the great road.
Even if the Master of the Three Qings is now mobilizing for Yang Jian, Yang Jian himself cannot reach the Saint Realm, after all, he is only a strong ant that the strongest can easily kill.
Yang Jian now fully understands what he is going to do.
Cultivation, enlightenment, and impact on the holy realm.
He wants to reach the realm of Pangu God first, but he can't be satisfied with the realm of Pangu God only, because Pangu God lost that year, he couldn't protect too much, so he could only open up another world.
What's more, Pangu God faced only one Xeon, and at least eight Xeons could show up...
Want to understand this, how can Yang Jian be excited, and how can he be happy?
If it can be sanctified, the position of'Leader' will be the icing on the cake; if it cannot be sanctified, it will give Yang Jian ten positions of the leader, and Yang Jian will not be able to take the lead.
"Husband," Ao Xinke said softly from the side, "Mother and them are here."
"Yeah," Yang Jian nodded in response, put away these thoughts for the time being, and followed Ao Xinke to the back of the big formation.
There is a fairy mountain surrounded by fairy mist. There are many female fairy who are not too high on the mountain. Several fairy pavilions are looming in the clouds.
Ao Xinke smiled and said, "Hey room is here. The two younger sisters are waiting in other places. You can't come to see you until the wedding."
"Xinke, come over when the time comes," Yang Jian put his arm around Ao Xinke's slender waist with his backhand, "We are a family of four, and it's great."
Ao Xinke's charming and glamorous face was a little blush, but she bit her lip and agreed, "Husband, I'm going to investigate those guests..."
After that, she gently broke away from the claws of the true monarch who had already begun to patrol the backyard of the Yang family, leaving only a charming white eye for Yang Jian, and then drove away in embarrassment.
Yang Jian chuckled lightly, without thinking much, and stepped to a fairy pavilion.
Two slender figures stood in front of the pavilion, and when they saw Yang Jian flying over, they shouted happily.
"brother!"
But it was Yang Xiaochan and Liuya.
After messing around with the two girls, Yang Jian also relaxed a lot, and finally found the feeling of a wedding.
Liuya came to present the gift on behalf of the Wa Palace, and later said that he must not leave his name on the alliance book.
Yang Xiaochan took Yang Jian and walked into the pavilion, saying that he had just cooked the delicacies of the immortal family only available in the Wa Palace, and that Yang Jian had to try it.
Liuya followed Yang Jian somewhat cautiously, watching Yang Jian's back, a little depressed under her eyes, but these emotions were quickly reduced.
After entering the fairy pavilion and seeing Yao Ji, Yang Xiaochan was holding a plate to feed Yang Jian, while Yao Ji was busy cutting Yang Jian robes. The fairies were busy back and forth around, and they were a little rushed.
Finally, after a busy period, Yang Jian helped Yao Ji into the seat, trying his best to say something less thrilling, so that his mother could laugh more.
The atmosphere was just right, but Yao Ji took Yang Jian's hand and exhorted earnestly:
"My son will marry his wife and concubine again today. I am very happy for my mother. But when can you add some incense to the Yang family? Xinke has been married to our Yang family for so many years. Why, you always leave others in the cold?"
"Mother," Yang Jian was immediately embarrassed, glanced at Yang Xiaochan and Liuya secretly, and found that these two girls had gone outside the fairy pavilion at some point.
Yao Ji said sternly: "You also know that the great calamity is ahead, and you have taken on the important principle of protecting the great and desolate. You are really a glorious lintel, a hero in this world. But my son is also a mother and your father. Think about it, if you have any shortcomings in the future, how should Wei Niang face your father?"
Yang Jian reluctantly squeezed out a smile, "Mother, what I practice is the flesh. The most difficult thing for a flesh to become a saint is to have heirs..."
"What does this mean?"
"Mother can hear, how many heirs does the ancient power have?"
Yao Ji thought about it immediately and sighed lightly: "Is it because the cultivation base is higher, and there are such disadvantages."
"Yes," Yang Jian said hurriedly, "Giving birth to children is originally an act of continuity of bloodlines; but if the monk's strength is stronger, the Immortal Body Profound Body feels immortal that it is not necessary to continue the bloodline, so... Heir."
"It's so..."
Yao Ji looked at Yang Jian and sighed faintly, "Mother wanted to hug her grandson earlier. Hearing what you said, she can only let her fate."
"Yes, in fact, I also really want to have a son and a half," Yang Jian also sighed, "No matter how hard it is, my body is not strong."
"I'm not discouraged, it's no wonder you," Yao Ji softly comforted, and she blamed herself for telling Yang Jian about it, and she quickly turned the subject away.
Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief...
What is the higher the cultivation level, the more difficult it is to have heirs, and what ancient powers rarely have heirs? Most of those ancient powers do not have this requirement, and their bloodlines are unique. How to get their offspring?
The ancient powers that can multiply, such as the dragon and the phoenix and the monster powers of the past, have long been clansmen everywhere!
Of course, the witch clan was cultivated by the ancestor witches with their own blood, and it was only after the first generation of witch clan that they thrived.
In the fairy pavilion, Yang Jian and Yao Ji talked about her mother and child. Most of them were telling Yang Jian how to act and how to take care of herself;
Outside the fairy pavilion, the laughter of Liu Ya and Yang Xiaochan's playfulness spread everywhere, adding a lot of vitality to this great formation.
In front of the big array, above the fairy banquet.
More than 20 figures are surrounding a stone monument, UU reading www. Uukanshu.com Zhenyuan Daxian used the reference pen, and the dragon and the phoenix left a line of characters on the stone tablet.
Shao Qing, a book of alliance of more than 100 characters was carved on this stone tablet.
Great Immortal Zhenyuan said with a smile: "Later, you only need to put this stone tablet outside and let the repairers swear an oath, and you're done."
"This is the first person to sign the alliance letter. It must be Master Nephew Yang Jian," the Tai Chi Immortal Weng on the side instructed, and everyone was good.
How did they not know the true meaning of the Yuan Shi Tianzun's orally? It is nothing more than wanting Yang Jian to stand in front of the cultivators.
"It's just that little friend Yang Jian's wedding banquet has become a foil."
"What's the matter?" Xuanyuan Huangdi smiled, "It's a big deal, let him marry a few more times after the catastrophe, just to make up for him!"
All the great powers smiled as much as they could, and they went to the banquet and talked together.
The stone stele stood there quietly, still the color of bluestone at this time, and soon, it will be dripped red by the blood of the great people.
If this great calamity is over, the Black Spirit League book is a good story;
If this great calamity is overthrown, the stone stele will be soaked in immortal blood, but I don't know it will be like that again.
In the capital of the Black Spirit Nation, Ao Xinke is busy; Kong Xuan, who had just returned from an expedition, was arrested by Ao Xinke to do coolies.
In another three days, all the guests were invited into the Black Spirit King's Palace, dozens of halls suddenly became extremely crowded, and there were still Daluo immortals coming from all over the land or the Chaos Sea, wanting to come here to join in the fun.
The wedding was scheduled for ten days. In these ten days, the main hall of the Black Spirit Kingdom, which had only a few people in and out all year round, was destined to be a moment of leisure.
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