Yang Jian went through a lot of hardships, and finally found the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain, saw the real person of Yuding, and worshiped under his door as he wished.

Because of the help of a trace of the bloodline of the demon god, coupled with the bloodline of Yaoji, Yang Jian's physical body is strong, and his talent in this area is good, and he has to pass on the eight or nine Xuangong of the Jade Void Dafa, this practice Dafa.

It's just a long way to cultivate immortals, how can there be any quick way. Yang Jian is blessed, and he has to come step by step.

Yuding didn't tell Yang Jian Yaoji about it, but told him that if he wanted to save people, he needed to complete his skills before he could go down the mountain, which was also the condition for Yuding to accept apprentices at the beginning. As long as this momentum is there, Yang Jian can better develop his potential, people are the same as immortals, and many things are forced out.

As for Yang Chan and Yang Jian when they arrived in the small city that day, they entered a view and became a female crown, which happened to be the place where the Nine Heavens Xuannu was enshrined.

After Yang Chan entered the view, she was diligent every day, and the Xuannu also saw her sincerity and manifested her spirit.

Of course, this is impossible, but Xuannu has obtained Xiyue's will, and she can't blatantly accept apprentices. Therefore, she turned into a Taoist aunt, pretended to be passing by, saw that Yang Chan was fateful, gave her a volume of fairy scriptures, taught for more than a month and left.

After Yang Chan obtained the exercises, she practiced hard day and night, just hoping to cultivate immortal arts as soon as possible so that she could rescue her mother.

The days passed like this, but the matter of being a god was gone, later than Xiyue expected, and I don't know if something changed because of her existence.

Haotian seemed to be very calm and kept moving. Even the Queen Mother of the West returned to West Kunlun and began to practice in retreat.

But Xiyue is not in a hurry, what should come will always come, and no one can stop it. No matter how powerful her wings are, she can't fan this heavenly trend.

Many years have passed. On this day, something big happened in the Heavenly Court. There was a big Luo Jin Immortal who didn't care about it, and relied on the power of the magic weapon to hit the heavenly court.

And the Heavenly Court, the huge Heavenly Court, was unbeatable, and in the end, it was Haotian who made a move, using the Haotian Mirror to illuminate this person.

This time, Haotian's anger can be said to be the biggest since the Mentally Retarded Heavenly Court, and he almost smashed the chair under his seat.

It would be fine if this Da Luo Jin Immortal was a saint, but he was just an ordinary Da Luo. He came to Heaven only to avenge his beloved son, saying that the people of Heaven had killed his son.

This made Haotian endure it, a little big Luo, dare to bully the head of Heavenly Court. But what is depressing is that one Da Luo makes Heavenly Court have no power to parry.

Haotian's mind kept ringing the words that Xiyue had said that day, and after struggling for a long time, he finally walked out of the heavenly court.

Zixiao Palace has not reappeared in the flood wilderness since Hongjun merged, and even the saints who were not summoned by Hongjun could not find the location of Zixiao Palace.

But Haotian was an exception, he was able to find the approximate location of Zixiao Palace, which was Hongjun's gift to him for following him for hundreds of millions of years.

Haotian came to the chaos and bowed down to one, "Haotian has something to ask to see the master, and I hope the master will give him a meeting." ”

A moment later, a golden bridge stretched out in the chaos and stretched all the way to Haotian's feet.

Haotian stepped forward, just took a step, the heavens and the earth changed, and he had already appeared in the Zixiao Palace.

He hadn't been back for tens of thousands of years, and everything was exactly the same as it had been before he left.

"Haotian Tong'er." With a familiar voice, Hongjun appeared on the gimbal against the backdrop of the endless void.

There is a position next to that, which used to belong to Haotian. When Daozu preached, he sat there, closer than the saint.

"Tong'er Haotian visits the master, may the master live a boundless life, and enjoy immeasurable pure merit." Haotian bowed respectfully. It's as if he was still the same boy he used to be, not the high-minded God of Haotian.

Hongjun showed a rare hint of relief, "Get up, you haven't come to see Poor Dao for a long time." ”

"Haotian is not filial, please punish the master." Haotian hurriedly fell to the ground.

Hongjun said, "Get up." ”

Hongjun is just talking, where will he be blamed. What's more, it's not that Haotian doesn't come, it's just that he doesn't see these people either.

"Is there something wrong with coming here today?" Hongjun asked.

Haotian said with a little embarrassment: "I shouldn't have come to bother the master, it's just a matter of heaven, Haotian really can't think of any way." ”

"Heavenly Court was handed over to Haotian by the master, and Haotian is really ashamed of the master."

Hongjun sighed and said: "I don't blame you, you have never set foot in the flood wilderness, you don't have much experience, and it's normal to be a little incompetent." ”

Hongjun didn't know the reason, Haotian had the ability, but after all, his background was lower. Coupled with the fact that the saint is above all living beings, he, the lord of the heavenly court, is indeed a little embarrassed.

"Go back, Poor Dao will arrange it."

Haotian was happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, "Yes, master." Master Lao bothered, and Haotian retired. ”

After Haotian left, Hongjun sighed: "It's time to come." ”

Hongjun is in line with the way of heaven, and the future is not clear, but it is also eight or nine times out of ten. It's just that this is the cause and effect owed by Xuanmen, and it must be repaid, and there is nothing he can do.

"I hope this glimmer of life can be blessed." Hongjun sighed again.

He seems to have a respected status and is above the flood, but he also has his helplessness, he can only watch everything happen. Even if he knew it was a tragedy, he couldn't do it. It's even more desperate than powerlessness.

After Hongjun was silent for a while, six streamers flew out of his hand, and each headed towards the saint's dojo.

In just a moment, the three Qing and the two saints came to the outside of Zixiao Palace, and Nuwa was the last to arrive a little later.

Taiqing glanced at Nuwa: "It's all here, let's go in." ”

As soon as the six saints entered the Zixiao Palace, they saw Hongjun sitting on it.

They hadn't seen each other for tens of thousands of years, and their teachers had become even more unfathomable.

"Meet the teacher, may the teacher have a boundless life, and the immortal blessing will be enjoyed forever." The six saints bow in unison, and they are all the gifts of the disciples of the execution.

"Get up." Hongjun stretched out his hand to help.

After the saints got up, Hongjun spoke, "I called you here today because I have a matter to discuss with you. ”

Taiqing asked, "I don't know what the teacher said?" ”

Hongjun said: "Heavenly Court is the orthodoxy of heaven and earth established by the poor Dao, ruling the flood and famine. However, the current Heavenly Court is not evenly staffed and cannot be in charge of the Flood Wilderness, and the Poor Dao wants you to find some suitable ones among your respective disciples to go to the Heavenly Court on errands. ”

After Hongjun finished speaking, the faces of the six saints did not change. But it really doesn't matter in my heart, there is only Nuwa alone, because only Nuwa has no disciples.

"What do you think?" Hongjun asked.