Chapter 811: Qilin Cliff Gathering Clouds

In the battle of Huaguo Mountain, the vitality of the demon tribe was greatly injured. Several demon ancestors were shaken to death by Yang Jian Yiyin. Only a few monkey spirits of the hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers gathered by the demon tribe were able to survive on Huaguo Mountain.
These monkey spirits, in order to prevent Monkey King from becoming crazy in the future, specially appeared in front of the six friends of Meishan to protect them.
The so-called demonic rejuvenation opportunity has been completely extinguished by Yang Jian and Heavenly Court, and Heavenly Court still uses the most direct and cruel way.
Leave nothing.
Almost overnight, the monster race, who had begun to gradually raise its head in the Three Realms, was knocked out of most of its wings by Heavenly Court Thunder.
The masters of the monster race can only hide in the underground monster city and stand firm, and the heaven has not sent an army to sweep it. This allows the monster race to barely survive and not be completely extinct.
In fact, the monster race cannot be completely destroyed. If the birds and beasts practice, they can all become the monster race.
However, if the demons above the immortal realm are slaughtered at this time, the inheritance of the demons will suffer a fatal blow, the legend of the great demons no longer exists, and the demons will enter a long blank period...
There are two doubts in this, so Yang Jian has to think more.
First, Empress Nuwa has always been protecting the demon race. Why didn't Empress Nuwa say a word during the Huaguoshan battle, and even gave the demon banner to the demon ancestor before that?
Second, the Jade Emperor hunted and killed the Monster Race in all parts of the Three Realms, why did he leave the last force of the Monster Race not to take it away? Isn't this a hidden danger?
But what is certain is that the Jade Emperor’s actions this time had the permission of the Sage Master, or it was simply that a few sages were in full control. The Jade Emperor was just a chess piece to replace the sage.
Yang Jian couldn't understand the calculations after the catastrophe of Journey to the West. He remembered the first encounter with Tianyan Daozi in the chaotic clock.
Xi He, the third person in the Demon Court, was still in the Chaos Clock and was controlled by Daozi Tianyan;
Tianyan Daozi once said at that time the role of Xihe-if ​​the Demon Court and Demon Emperor appeared again, Xihe would be a bargaining chip to contain the opponent.
Before learning of the existence of the strongest, Yang Jian's words about the great calamity of Daozi Tianyan could only be understood as the ‘catastrophe of resurrection from death’.
In this way, the ancient demon emperor Donghuang Taiyi and Emperor Jun are likely to have been'resurrected' by the strongest men hiding under the Nether River in the North Sea, and after the sages discovered this, they directly made the decision to destroy the demon clan. .
The demon clan is indeed not allowed to stay, otherwise, relying on the status and prestige of the two demon emperors among the demon clan, they will raise their arms and shout from the land of the North Sea, and the three demon clan will surely return to them desperately.
But since it is going to be destroyed, why is it necessary to leave behind the strongest demon clan force?
Yang Jian didn't know much about it and didn't have the time to ponder it.
With the Master of Sanqing and Daozi Tianyan, Yang Jian was actually quite relieved about Hong Huangsheng's various changes.
Monkey King had to spend more than 40 days in the Eight Diagrams furnace. Within the prehistoric state, the turmoil caused by the Yaozu was wiped out step by step, and Nanzhou was not affected much from beginning to end.
On the second day when Yang Jian's body returned to the Black Spirit Kingdom, he went for a stroll around Xuandu City.
This time, there was no clear purpose, and it was just visiting friends, talking with Liuli Baozhu and Xuesheng Canling, discussing Taoism and cultivation.
Although he has not yet been sanctified, Yang Jian is already standing on the threshold of the saints of the Dao Dao. If he takes a small step forward, he will be able to achieve the status of saints, and he can also communicate with the saints who have helped him a lot. The experience of spiritual practice.
Actually, Yang Jian wanted to go under the Heart Sea Boundary Monument, but after having discussed the matter with Liuli Baozhu in detail, he dismissed this idea again.
If you rush down, you don’t need to say more about your own dangers. The most terrifying consequence is that Yang Jian loses to the trapped Xeon. After being swallowed by the Xeon, the Xeon has the power to get out of the trap. Come true disaster.
Not very sure, Yang Jian definitely can't take risks easily, although the strongest person has all the truth that Yang Jian wants to know.
The remnant spirit couldn't leave the tomb of the saint, and Yang Jian stayed here for a few days, completely free of worries about the undefeated Golden Body Jue.
Next, Yang Jian retreats in the Xuandu City, striving to comprehend the eighth stage of the Eight-Nine Profound Art.
Although such hard work and ridiculous living, the cultivation level is almost the same, but with such a quiet practice, Yang Jian's heart is more stable, he will not feel that he is lazy, nor will he feel that he is in the gentle land of the three ladies. Some sinking in.
There is no time to survive the absurdity.
"Eight or Nine Profound Art..."
Yang Jian sighed, his eyes a little depressed.
If the Eight-Nine Profound Art is not destroyed by the Taoist Qianhong, and the ninth chapter is still there, you can also refer to your current practice, and perhaps stand before the gate of the holy realm earlier.
Now, Yang Jian's left hand has been buckled on the door of the Undefeated Golden Body Jue, and his right hand is about to touch the door of the Eighty-Nine Profound Art.
Opening these two doors at the same time, Yang Jian may be torn off by the two main roads, or he may be able to embark on an unprecedented road.
Xeon.
"How did Dubi cultivate to the peak of the strongest realm back then?"
Yang Jian asked himself, examining the incomplete memory he had, and finally he could only shake his head slightly.
bsp; In all the memories of Dubi, there is no process and perception of the practice back then...
Perhaps for Du Bi, the process of practice is not an important matter, so there is no detailed situation in his memory.
Today's Yang Jian has gradually realized what is "difficulty in cultivation" and what is "difficulty" in sanctification.
The eighth level of the Eight-Nine Profound Art, where is the limit of the indestructible Profound Yellow Body? If you don't break the limit, will you have a chance to enter the Saint Realm?
A few more questions circulated in his mind, Yang Jian sat in the ruins, unable to calm down for a while.
In more than forty days, Sun Wukong will be out of trouble. Or do not hesitate to practice and go back with the three ladies for a while?
It's not that they have nothing to do. The huge Heiling Kingdom needs them to take care of it. It is really a bit hateful for them to make trouble without helping.
Yang Jian chuckled lightly, and just waited for the monkey to leave the gossip stove.
After waiting for only half a month, Yang Jian gradually recovered his mood as before, and again began to close his eyes to practice, comprehending the mysteries of the eighth layer of the Eight or Nine Profound Art.
Waiting left and right, Yang Jian didn't wait for the chaos in the heavens and the drastic changes in the palace, but he waited for a message that made him more exciting.
The back mountain of Kunlun Mountain has been a bit strange in recent days. From time to time, the sky is full of sunshine, or the colorful clouds are continuous, the auspicious beasts gather together, the unicorns go together, and the fairy deer turns around.
And there is a cloud of clear mist everywhere in the back mountains of Kunlun Mountain. This mist can be greatly improved by the monks who have not yet become immortals, and the monks who have become immortals will have a lot of understanding after sniffing.
In the first two days, no one knew why this was because Kunlun Mountain was originally the dojo of the Sanqing saints, so there was such a vision.
But as a piece of news spread with the wind, the heavenly palace, the four seas and five continents, and the three thousand worlds all shook.
Fu Xi calculated that this kind of vision is due to the appearance of a new saint between heaven and earth; that is, after Houtu Niangniang, Honghuang is about to usher in another new saint!
When Yang Jian's incarnation heard the news, many immortals had gathered near Kunlun Mountain to observe the unprecedented feat of the birth of a saint.
But Kunlun Mountain's back mountain has been banned by Heaven's Dao, and no one can get close to half a step, and can only absorb some fairy mist floating out of Kunlun Mountain's back mountain.
Who is the new saint?
There are immortals and human beings, Yang Jian, some people say that they are Guang Chengzi, and some even say that they are an ancient power who has never participated in any great calamity between heaven and earth, so he is not famous.
But gradually, the cultivators became more and more convinced that those who are going to be holy here are under the Qilin Cliff...
Yuding real person.
Except for Yang Jian, most of them were a little bit dissatisfied while celebrating the disaster and having more power to cope with the disaster.
The wicked Kunpeng has the opportunity to become holy, and most monks who practice honestly cannot even enter the quasi-sacred realm.
The incarnation of Yang Jian came first, and a few hours later, the real body returned from the Chaos Sea again, standing in the sky above Kunlun Mountain, quietly guarding the gate for Master.
In the land of the North Sea, the Great Master Xuandu who has been lazy to sleep is also rare to show up, ordering the ministries not to be careless, if there is any abnormality in Nether River, promptly report to himself and the power of all parties.
Throughout the Netherworld, the remnant souls roared, the true spirits were extinguished, the water surged in the three-way river, and hundreds of flowers grew beside Wangxiangtai.
The most obvious phenomenon of heaven and earth is the Heavenly Court besides Kunlun Mountain.
For the thirty-three days from the top to the bottom, the sun was everywhere, and the stars in the Xingjun's mansion were lingering everywhere, and every corner of the sky, the spirit of clear spirits was more diffused.
So, another half month passed.
Standing alone on the back hill of Kunlun Mountain, Yang Jian, hundreds of feet away from behind, the disciples of the three teachings have gathered together. Although most of the disciples of Shujiao and Shijiao still hold prejudices against each other, they are all in peace at this time. , No one makes a loud noise.
The real Jade Ding is about to become a saint, and the Dao Sect is about to have four sages, and this is also the first direct disciple of the Dao Sect's second generation to achieve the status of Dao Sage.
Even if the real person of Yuding is a little concerned, there will be no mistakes before the three Qings have guaranteed the real person of Yuding.
When will the eighth saint in Honghuang be born?
This, even the sage lords are a little bit uncertain. After all, countless years have come, and there are very few breakthroughs in the great saint realm. Such a situation is actually the first time in the prehistoric.
When Tianyan Daozi broke through, it was in a place no one knew, and it was also under the cover of Chaos Clock.
After waiting for another half month~EbookFREE.me~, Yang Jian, who had been guarding directly above Qilin Cliff, suddenly made slight movements.
He looked down at the thick fog below his eyes.
Although this movement was small, it attracted the minds of many cultivators. The densely packed immortals in the sky and the earth all watched this place nervously, all wanting to find their own opportunities when the saints of the Dao Dao became holy.
But Yang Jian just lowered his head and glanced, he recovered as before, standing there quietly waiting.
Suddenly, Yang Jian heard a soft sigh in his ear, his mind shook slightly, and the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.
As if the primordial spirit was out of the body, and half awake, Yang Jian's profound body did not move, but his mind was pulled into a quiet empty valley...
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