"Master, when will I be able to learn the art of retreat?"

"Is there anything you'd like to go?"

"Uh-huh," the girl shook her head slightly, looking at the back of the master by the window, and she was a little embarrassed to sit cross-legged.

Yang Jian's body was sailing in a war boat in the chaotic sea at this time, and he divided a little bit of his mind into the incarnation, and came over to guide the disciples to practice.

"Master......" Zixia pursed her lips and asked a little tentatively, "Heavenly Court came to summon Master a few days ago, why didn't Master go to Heavenly Court to restore his life." ”

Yang Jian chuckled: "It's all said, it's only my incarnation who stays here, how can I go to fight for Heavenly Court?"

"Oh," Zixia said in a low voice, with a slight look of loss on her expression, "I also thought how handsome Master would be if he could wear battle armor like those heavenly soldiers and generals." ”

"You don't think about cultivation on weekdays, what are you thinking about!" Yang Jian reprimanded with a straight face, Zixia grinned, "Then, Master, you can pass on my escape technique to escape and save my life, so that I can escape in time when I encounter danger." ”

This apprentice is getting bigger and smaller with himself, and his master is really not majestic enough......

But then again, the only apprentice of Erlang Zhenjun at this time, the apprentice grandson of Yuding Zhenren, and the direct disciple of Yuan Shi Tianzun, opened his mouth to flee for his life......

"Let's teach you a longitudinal golden light," Yang Jian said with a smile, "Your cultivation is still low now, and you can't master too advanced escape methods." ”

Zixia blinked, hurriedly sat upright, bowed her head and said, "Master Xie for teaching the Fa." ”

"Listen carefully...... Do you want to go out?"

"Well, I want to go outside and take a look at the mountains and rivers of this world. ”

Yang Jian smiled freely, thinking about something in his heart, and said: "Come here, you go and invite Feng Shan and Feng Wu out of the customs, and I will take you to the flood wilderness for a walk." ”

"Master, is it serious?"

Zixia's big eyes were full of surprise, Yang Jian deliberately kept a straight face, and said, "If you don't want to, forget it, practice with peace of mind." ”

"Master, I will, Master, I will, I'll call the two masters!"

Yang Jian glared at her, Zixia grinned, and disappeared without a trace.

Not long after, two phoenix chirps came from the depths of Meishan, gentle and quiet but with a little bit of Feng Wu who couldn't dissolve the sorrow, and Feng Shan, who looked tired and seemed to practice too hard, was pulled by Zixia and forcibly dragged in front of Yang Jian.

Shi Feng Lingyu was in Yang Jian's body, Yang Jian owed a little bit to the two of them in his heart, with a little smile on his face, and said, "Two of you, go out for a walk?"

Feng Wu smiled softly and bowed lightly to Yang Jian, "Okay." ”

Feng Shan, on the other hand, muttered in a low voice: "Where are we going, don't you know how tired we are from cultivating? I am now a great power, and I don't know the suffering of a little monk like us at all!"

"Cultivation should also combine work and rest," Yang Jian was also a little more patient with Feng Shan, and said with a smile: "Which of you has a magic weapon? ”

"I'll come," Feng Wuyan said, taking out a fire feather, the fire feather emitted a soft light, turning into a small boat like a crescent moon.

"Master, please," Zixia waited beside her in a decent manner, and Yang Jian laughed and stepped into the boat.

He didn't want to walk around the flood wilderness more, after all, his body was not in the flood wilderness at this time, although this incarnation had some strength, it was difficult to be alone, and it was more reliable to guard in the mountains.

But the vain wants to go out and walk around......

It is difficult for immortals to have children, and Yang Jian's treatment of his apprentices was all learned from Yuding Zhenren, which is almost twelve points of favor.

Although her name is Zixia, Yang Jian will not be bored enough to think that she will have something to do with a certain monkey, after all, this is a flood wilderness, and Journey to the West may have it, but that is just a calculation taught by the West.

And Yang Jian, at this time, is not afraid of Western religion at all.

It's a big deal that the ontology has come back and fought once, and it's only ten days and half a month's work.

When I got on the boat, I didn't feel hot but cool everywhere.

Feng Shan leaned in the corner and closed her eyes to recuperate, and Zixia lay on the bow of the boat and looked out excitedly.

"Where are you going?" Feng Wu asked in a low voice.

Yang Jian said: "Let's go for a walk, it's time to take her to see the world." ”

"Hmm," Feng Wu bowed his head slightly, controlling the fireboat to fly out of the Meishan Great Array and towards Zhongshenzhou.

At the bottom of Meishan, Bai Ze, who sensed the changes in the big array, opened his eyes and muttered: "The incarnation is not idle, and sure enough, he still attacked the two little phoenixes, tsk, this guy." ”

In the back mountain of Meishan, the young and young girls of the witch clan were smacking their lips, and suddenly began to miss the witches in the clan.

Perhaps, he should also consider finding a witch, giving birth to a few little witches, and spreading his bloodline.

I didn't see that Yang Jian already had such skills, and he was still working tirelessly for this......

"Cheer up, I will teach you the drill I just taught you a thousand times, and I will kick you if I don't do it again!"

Da Ang said something viciously, but a group of young people and girls of the Wu clan had indifferent faces and began to practice the tactics of the Da Ang Sect.

As for the punishment or something, they just heard from the head teacher Xi at all, and they didn't see him really do it at all.

Da Ang walked around the square with his hands behind his back, found a corner where no one was, lay down on the stone he frequented and began to fall asleep.

Likely, that's what he's used to do.

Outside Meishan, Huozhou didn't fly slowly, he didn't say much, Yang Jian took out a pot of sake and drank with Fengwu, the two didn't seem to be able to find any topic, but they got along peacefully.

Zixia looked left and right on the boat, constantly whispering praise.

Look at the strange mountains and mountains, and enjoy the water and Daze.

Zixia's long hair was fluttering gently, and Yang Jian glanced at her, shook his head and chuckled.

"Alas, my apprentice is also an idle person. ”

Zixia looked back at her master, aggrieved, Yang Jian waved her hand, "That's good." ”

Feng Wuwan'er on the side chuckled, poured wine for Yang Jian, held it in both hands and handed it to Yang Jian, and said in a low voice: "I haven't thanked you yet, Zhenjun let my uncle go once that day." ”

"You mentioned it last time, forgot?"

Feng Wu blinked, then looked at Yang Jian, and insisted, "This time it's more formal." ”

"Haha," Yang Jian laughed twice, took the wine glass, and raised his head to take a sip.

"I am not mortal enemies with him, and I also have a lot of feelings for Kong Xuan's predecessors for the Feng Clan," Yang Jian sighed in a low voice, "Although peacocks eat people, but now Kong Xuan is an indispensable power in heaven and earth, and he even went to swim in the sea of chaos......"

Yang Jian's words paused, and the information behind him was not suitable for others to hear.

Kong Xuan went to seek the enemy, and Yang Jian always had some respect in his heart.

In other words, he is too involved and reluctant to give up too much, that is, he would rather fight to the death when those strong enemies come to attack and protect them behind him, rather than go to risk alone.

Kong Xuan was calculated by the Golden-winged Dapeng of the Feng clan and the Western Sect at that time, and I am afraid that he was already a little disheartened.

"The Feng clan will not go back in the future," Yang Jian said, "If they look for you, you will inform me, and I will protect you to the end after promising Kong Xuan to protect your sisters." ”

Feng Wu looked at Yang Jian with tenderness, and looked at Yang Jian a little embarrassed.

"Don't think about it, this is my gentleman and Kong Xuan's promise. ”

Feng Wu said: "Well, I know, let's toast you again." ”

Yang Jian handed over the cup with a smile, and accidentally saw the blue sky and white clouds, and the fairy court in the sky, and he still felt some feelings in his heart.

In the Sea of Chaos, you can't see such a scene.

......

The Chaos Sea is full of all kinds of gray mist as far as the eye can see, and there is an unspeakable danger hidden in the mist.

More than a dozen coffin-like warships lined up in the Chaos Sea, and behind these warships, there were millions of figures, some of them chaotically divided into four large formations, following the warships and moving forward.

Hundreds of Great Luo Golden Immortals were scattered throughout the army, forming a large array with the three quasi-saints, barely stabilizing the chaotic sea around the army.

This kind of 'stability' is particularly necessary, otherwise this powerful army will easily be swallowed up by the sudden appearance of the chaos gap, or attract the predation of the chaos beasts.

In the third battle boat on the left side of the front, Yang Jian and Ao Xinke were sitting on a futon in the corner, and Yang Jian seemed to be practicing with his eyes closed.

In fact, his mind returned to the desolation through the sea of chaos, and he wandered with his apprentices between heaven and earth through his incarnation.

"Husband......

Yang Jian, who was in the desolation, immediately made a gesture, closed his eyes and sat quietly, and slowly closed his eyes.

As if after experiencing the vicissitudes of life and the passage of time, Yang Jian's mind was withdrawn, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye in the vast sea of chaos, returning to his own body.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Jian slowly opened his eyes, and his blank eyes gradually condensed into a divine light.

Ao Xinke said: "Do these demon clans kill or not?"

Yang Jian wanted to say a word of killing, but he remembered something again, and said in a low voice: "If they don't offend us, don't pay attention to them." ”

Perhaps, these more than ten Da Luo Jin Demons will also be a small force to protect the flood wilderness.

Although it is also possible that they turned the tip of the knife upside down......

"Is it almost there?"

Ao Xinke bowed his head lightly and said in a low voice: "Husband, listen to the voice of the quasi-saint just now, saying that he is about to go outside the Xuandu City, let us go to meet the Fog Spirit Lord." ”

"Really?" Yang Jian suddenly smiled.

Are these monks in the chaos so unsuspecting? They don't even know what they are doing, so they want to go to see the Mist Spirit Lord?

It's really the way to die.

But after thinking about it, Yang Jian suddenly understood why they were able to approach the Four Spirit Lords so easily.

For the monks who came here, in order to enter the Xuandu City to find their own opportunities, there are countless cases of hitting it off with the spirit clan.

On the other hand, Xuandu City is almost completely closed, protected by a large array, and no 'person' has ever entered or exited, and no one would have thought that Xuandu City would also have 'strong reinforcements' coming today.

"Ladies and gentlemen, here we are. ”

A spirit clan Da Luo got up and said, but the alien bull demon who recruited them didn't know where to go, it should be that the credit was robbed from above.

Yang Jian smiled, and quietly waited for the more than ten demon clan masters on the battle boat to go down first, and then took Ao Xinke out of the battle boat and entered the ......

Sea of Chaos?

No, this place is like a piece of heaven and earth, although there is still no distinction between yin and yang, but the sea of chaos seems to be frozen.

If you feel it carefully, it seems to be a kind of plausible rhyme......

"Husband, that's Xuandu City. ”

Yang Jian looked up, his eyes reflected the pitch-black high wall shining under the colorful light on the horizon, and his heart was inexplicably throbbing a little.

Finally......

Tomb of the saint.

Xuandu City.