Chapter 836: Practicing difficulties are hard to break, and my daughter’s country is a good thing

Practicing in the Chaos Clock is actually quite boring.
But this dullness is extremely rare at this time. If it is outside the Chaos Clock, it is really difficult for Yang Jian to retreat for such a long time to understand the profound meaning of the eight or nine profound arts.
However, it was always on the line, and the Eight-Nine Profound Art just couldn't be sanctified.
The difference in this line is actually the limit of the eighth level of the Eighth-Nine Profound Artifact that Yang Jian has been exploring but has been unable to find.
I don't know where the door is yet, so how to push the door and enter.
This time, Yang Jian finally realized how hard it is to practice, and he also felt how hard it is for most monks to spend tens of thousands or tens of thousands of years in order to break through a small realm.
Even later, Yang Jian himself was a bit self-defeating, feeling that even if he gave himself a hundred thousand more years, if he didn't have that aura, he would not be able to understand the key.
In this way, Yang Jian took the initiative to call out the Chaos Bell to ask for advice from several saints.
Only then did it appear, two or three years later, and it seemed that only a few short years of light and shadow remained before the catastrophe came.
Yang Jianyan explained his plight in the cultivation of Taoism, and the saints deduced it, but they shook their heads and sighed.
"Cultivation is my own business," Yang Jian said hurriedly, "Maybe I go out and walk around, relax my mind, and get some insights."
All Saints would naturally not refuse, but asked Yang Jian not to be impatient.
After leaving Daluotian, Yang Jian went to Zhenjun's Mansion and found a fairy pavilion to sit alone for half a day.
Looking at the sea of ​​clouds, the heart cannot be disturbed;
Seeing Xiaguang bursts, but there is no thought of chasing it.
This is a long time in retreat and practice, and it is somewhat unsuitable to the changing surroundings.
"Master? Didn't you rest in the back hall?"
Zixia's voice came from the side, and Yang Jian turned his head to look at it, also slightly startled.
Didn't she go to the Black Spirit Country?
Yes, as soon as Zixia went to the Black Spirit Kingdom, it coincided that the Black Spirit Kingdom sent an army back to the prehistoric land. She could not see Yao Ji and many acquaintances in the Black Spirit country, so she followed the army back to the prehistoric land.
After turning around in the Chaos Sea, his cultivation has improved a lot.
Seeing a beautiful disciple in neon clothes flying over the clouds, he just sighed.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
"There is nothing wrong with the practice, and I cannot move forward in time."
"Oh," Zixia blinked, leaning over to look at Yang Jian's somewhat tired face, and said quite earnestly: "Master, I think you should be a little tired. It's better to sleep well, maybe after you wake up You can directly understand it."
"You girl," Yang Jian chuckled lightly, and then couldn't help but yawn, "That's not bad, where is my avatar? I'll go to sleep for a while."
"Master, come with me."
At the moment, Zixia led Yang Jian to circle around this somewhat deserted True Monarch's mansion, and sent Master to the place where the incarnation was.
Yang Jian lifted his hand to disperse the avatar, and then found a soft lie down. Zixia on the side hurriedly lit up aromatherapy for the master and arranged the curtains, and then she happily went outside the hall to wait.
Not long after, Yang Jian really fell asleep.
It's just that there is no dream this time. Yang Jian's spirit was tense for too long before, and it was really rare to relax a little at this time.
But it was a pity that even though a sleep made me full of energy and my mind returned to normal, the Eight or Nine Profound Art still did not show any inspiration.
Go ask Pangu God?
Yang Jian changed his mind and thought, if this method is feasible, Tianyan Daozi would have taken him to the past to learn; in fact, there are many restrictions on returning to the past with the chaotic clock. If you carefully understand it, it is a road.
At this point, you can only rely on yourself.
"Master, have you realized it?"
"Not yet, as a teacher, I have to go to Honghuang and walk around, are you going?"
"Go, of course! I'm really bored by staying in the mansion all day without knowing where I should go to play."
Yang Jian smiled and knocked on Zixia's forehead, inviting the snarling dog, and driving towards the mortal world with the clouds.
Although he walked casually, Yang Jian still chose a Gobi beach with purpose.
He stopped on a sand dune and stood there for a long time; after thousands of years of wind and sand, he seemed to have seen the dilapidated city, the small courtyard, and the place where his wild dream opened.
After staying here for a short time, Yang Jian took Zixia back to Yuquan Mountain, and together with Zixia, they cleaned the somewhat deserted cave mansion in Yuquan Mountain.
"Master, why doesn't Master live here anymore?"
"Your master has been sanctified, and you are sitting in the land of heaven with a few saints," Yang Jian said, "this place cannot be deserted. In the future, if you want to establish a mountain and promote the teachings of teachings, you can ask your master to take advantage of this cave. use."
"Wow……"
"By the way, there are Sansheng lotus seeds here. Would you like to try? You can see your own past and present, which is quite spiritual."
Yang Jian pointed at the lotus pond, and Zixia blinked, obviously moved, but still shook her head slightly.
"No master, I know that this life is enough."
Yang Jian couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, as if a faint light flashed in his heart, but he could not catch it in time.
After stopping for a long time, Yang Jian experienced it for a while, but returned without success.
After staying in Yuquan Mountain for half a day, taking advantage of the scarcity of stars in the moon, Yang Jian took his apprentice and old friends to go boating on the clouds, drinking and having fun, so cool and happy.
The Roaring Sky Dog is still so loyal and honest. If Kitty is here, he doesn't know how he would be bullied by Kitty.
With a thought, Yang Jian sailed towards Xiniu Hezhou. In the south of Xiniu Hezhou, he found the traces of the four traveling westward, and then he couldn't help but shine.
"The daughter country?"
"Master, what daughter country?"
"There is a mortal country here, and the country is full of women. Relying on a sacred river to give birth, all the children born are women."
Yang Jian briefly explained a few words. Zixia's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, and she was clamoring about going down.
This wasn't a big deal. Yang Jian followed his disciples to make a fool of himself and used the method of change. Yang Jian changed into Ao Xinke and landed beside the Zixia River with Zixia.
Zixia ran to the river and squatted over it curiously, "Master, can I really have a daughter after drinking this water?"
"you try?"
"I don't want it, people haven't married yet."
"Hahaha," Yang Jian chuckled a few times and walked to the river with the snarling dog, looking at the lady's face reflected in the river, a little miss in his heart.
Maybe Xinke and the others felt that they had just separated, but in Yang Jian's eyes, it was already a long time.
The snarling dog went to the river for a stroll, and did not dare to drink the water. In the end, he was afraid that the male dog would give birth to a litter of puppies and violated the taboo of their tengu family.
"Zixia is gone, I will take you to see the monk talk about love."
"What's so good about the monk... It's not your old man, Master..."
"Ok?"
"Hehe, Master, when are you looking for a new teacher?" Zixia ran to hold Yang Jian, and Yang Jian's stern face quickly became unstretched, returning to her original smile.
Leaving Zixia chatting in her ears, Yang Jian took Zixia straight to the nearby daughter Guoguodu, hiding her figure and went to the post house.
The three monks with weird appearances were drunk and slept in the bedroom.
Zixia asked in a voice: "Master, this is not the Monkey King? Eh, why does this pig demon feel so familiar?"
"You still don't know about Buddhism's calculation of the journey to the west? This fat man is Marshal Canopy."
"Oh, it turns out that it was them... How did the cool and mighty Marshal Canopy become like this? Could it be that he was secretly retaliated by the Jade Emperor for his dispute with the Jade Emperor for Chang'e?"
Yang Jian couldn't help being dumb for a while, looking down at a serious gossip Zixia, and didn't know how to complain.
"I don't practice well on weekdays, so I think about these things all day long?"
"Master, don't blame, the disciple knows he is wrong."
"Huh, it's almost..."
"Where can the monk that the master said is talking about love?"
"Follow me," Yang Jian smiled mysteriously, and took Zixia and Roaring Sky Dog to the back garden of the palace.
In an empty pavilion, two figures were very close.
One is a young monk with a beautiful face and a coarse cloth robes. At this time, he is cautious and closes his eyes and only reads the scriptures; the other is the graceful and tender daughter of the country lord, who is seductive and seductive.
The lord of the country pours wine and whispers to "Brother Yudi", and Tang Seng only recites "Amitabha Buddha" at that time.
Zixia chuckled, and hurriedly covered her small mouth. Fortunately, the two people in the field were both mortals and didn't notice such a movement.
"Brother Yu, there is no one else here, do you really have the heart to let me talk endlessly?"
"The Lord..." Xuanzang opened his eyes with a bit of helplessness in his eyes. He glanced at the Lord besides Meisha, and quickly staggered his eyes. "The poor monk should abide by the rules of the monk, and the Lord should also cherish it. His own reputation is."
"I am the country lord, who can say anything about me?" The daughter country lord said softly, "When I see Brother Yu, I know you are the sweetheart I have been waiting for for such a long time. You should not do anything to learn from the scriptures. Why? Why don’t you want to stay with me here? You and I have children, and you and I will have a lifetime of riches and nobles. Isn’t it a good thing to be free and unconstrained by the rules?"
"Amitabha……"
"Brother Yu..."
This delicate yin made people's bones half crisp.
Zixia on the side swept the goose bumps on her jade arm, and whispered: "Does this country lord see a man? It's a good birth. It's just that the monk is cheaper than my master, the Taoist priest."
"What nonsense?" Yang Jian scolded, and Zixia laughed coquettishly again.
Yang Jian groaned a few times, and Zixia blinked and had a little thought.
"Master, do you see that this country leader has already let go of the female restraint, so bitter love, why don't we secretly fulfill them?"
"It's not unreasonable~EbookFREE.me~Yang Jian actually has such thoughts too. He wants to see if his calculation of Xuanzang here will affect Buddhism.
Just do it.
Yang Jian flicked his finger, and a wisp of profound energy penetrated Xuanzang's neck. The latter's body shook slightly, and then his expression began to a little...drunk adopted son...
"Brother Yu, what's wrong with you?"
"Oh," Xuanzang sighed softly, picked up the wine bottle on the side, and drank it, the daughter of the country leader's eyes were even more blurred.
Yang Jian suddenly smiled and squinted, feeling that the little resentment in his heart that had nowhere to spread fire after being provoked by Buddhism was finally wiped out.
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