"Master, can we go down and have a walk? ”

Zixia's voice woke Yang Jian up from surprise, and Yang Jian looked at the well-behaved apprentice kneeling beside him, and he couldn't cry or laugh inexplicably.

Is this true?

In the midst of the flood, wasn't the Journey to the West a disaster? Could it be that the female apprentice he accepted on the bank of Weishui back then was really involved in the Journey to the West?

Yang Jian is not afraid of this little robbery, after all, the Western Sect is manipulating behind the Journey to the West, and Yang Jian can afford to provoke them from the Western Sect in terms of his own strength and the forces behind him.

If the canonization of gods is the turning point of the great prosperity of the Western Religion, then the Journey to the West is the key 'plot' of the Western Religion to gather the luck of heaven and earth, and thus the great prosperity.

The covenant of the six saints, the death of the Taoist ancestor, the Western Sect should be revitalized......

"Master, let's go down for a walk. ”

Zixia looked at Yang Jian aggrievedly, "It's okay to just go shopping for a while, let's go down and come back for a walk." ”

Feng Wu on the side couldn't help but persuade: "I'll accompany her for a walk." ”

"Well, it's okay," Yang Jian nodded slightly, hiding what he was thinking, and looked at Zixia a few times.

Suddenly, Yang Jian waved his hand, "I'll go with you too, the scenery here is very pleasant." How did you find this one?"

Zixia hurriedly replied: "I saw a colorful cloud flying just now, and we chased it here." ”

"This is the ......"

"To the north is Dongsheng Shenzhou, to the east is the East China Sea, and to the south is Nanzhan Buzhou," Feng Wu said softly, and there is a big city in the world thousands of miles to the south. ”

Yang Jian's divine sense swept over, and he couldn't help but be happy.

This place is thousands of miles northeast of Chentang Pass, but Yang Jian has not noticed it before.

"Go ahead, I'll practice here for a while. ”

Feng Shan whispered, sat there with her head bowed, and meditated quietly in retreat.

This mountain is like an innate formation, slowly absorbing the aura from the East China Sea, the mountains arch to guard a high mountain, and at the top of the mountain, there seems to be another formation, and the clouds and mist that turn out will cover that place.

Yang Jian's heart moved, but he said quietly: "Let's just walk in a place with good scenery, don't alarm other people's caves." ”

"Which immortal lives on this mountain?" Zixia asked in a low voice.

"Which immortal ......" Yang Jian thought for a while, and the word monkey almost blurted out, but he still chuckled and didn't answer.

The three of them landed next to a jungle on the mountainside, and saw that there were many flowers and trees in the forest, and when the wind blew, many flower petals floated up, causing Zixia to keep shouting softly.

Yang Jian and Feng Wu stood at the edge of the forest, watching Zixia walk through the flower forest.

"It's really enviable to be so carefree. Feng Wu muttered softly, and Yang Jian responded a little distractedly.

His mind was looking at the top of the mountain, and he could faintly see a stubborn stone that was swallowing vitality, and the stubborn stone stood there, curled up like the figure of a giant.

The congenital stone fetus, Nuwa mends the heavenly stone.

This heel, this accumulation, if it turns into its own mana one day, it will definitely be an innate soul that breaks through the earth.

Sure enough, it was the monkey.

"What's wrong?" Feng Wu asked softly.

"Oh, it's okay," Yang Jian came back to his senses and said with a smile, "I'm thinking about what I saw and heard in the chaos." ”

Feng Wu's eyes were filled with a little curiosity, and after putting aside the troubles on her body for the time being, her eyes were as clear as when she first saw them.

"Can you tell me about it?"

"Why not?" Yang Jian replied with a smile, slowly telling him what he had seen and heard all the way to Xuandu City, and also about him capturing one of the Four Spirit Masters and being connected to Xuandu City.

Feng Wu said in a low voice, "It would be great if I could accompany you to travel to the Chaos Sea." ”

Yang Jian didn't know how to answer for a while, Feng Wu knew that he was speechless, his cheeks were red, and he lowered his head to look away.

Just as Yang Jian was hesitating to start hooking up with the Feng clan girl, a Taoist call came from the side, and a crane-haired and childish-looking, kind-eyed Taoist fell from the clouds and flew slowly.

Far away, this old Taoist shook the dust and saluted Yang Jian: "I've seen Erlang Zhenjun." ”

"Daoist friends are more polite," Yang Jian also returned the salute, and slightly sensed the cultivation of this old way, but found that he was a little unable to see through.

I couldn't help but be a little vigilant in my heart, and asked Feng Wu to go to Zixia and be ready to leave at any time, Yang Jian took the initiative to take a few steps forward.

Although his incarnation is not without the power of a battle, it can't fight for too long, and it will be difficult to make up for it if it consumes Xuan Qi and Xuan Gang.

Seeing that Yang Jian was a little vigilant, this old Taoist said with a smile: "Poor Dao Void Bodhi, he studied under the two saints of the West, and was ordered by his master to stay here. ”

It's him?

Yang Jian once heard that the Western Sect also has many second-generation disciples with profound mana, and the Western Sect has been overpowered by the Daomen before, and its disciples are not famous in the flood and famine.

But they are also disciples of saints, and the disciples of these Western saints are quite profound.

For example, the Void Bodhi in front of him is a great power that Master Yuding Zhenren has mentioned to Yang Jian.

His teacher is the saint to lead, the cultivation is the road to the void, once in ancient times came to the Taoist door to ask for the method of practice, the collection of Taoism and the Western two longs, won the Yuan Shi Tianzun preference, specially accepted as a registered disciple, taught a lot of Taoism.

This is an old immortal who is bent on seeking the Tao, making friends cautiously in the wilderness, walking in three thousand worlds, and also exploring the true meaning of the Tao in the sea of chaos for a long time.

Now, I didn't expect to meet ...... here.

"It turned out to be the Void Bodhisattva's predecessor," Yang Jian arched his hand, "The family teacher once said that the predecessor was dedicated to seeking the Tao and was the benchmark for the monks. ”

"Zhenjun praised falsely, in the past, he once discussed Kunlun Mountain with Yuding Zhenren, and admired the Dao of Yuding Zhenren. Now Zhenjun has risen in the four seas, a young hero, brave and brave, I really dare not praise Zhenjun like this. He smiled and shook his head, but he was quite humble.

Xubodhi said: "The reason why the poor Dao appeared was because I heard the true monarch talk about the things in the Xuandu City, and my heart was really curious. In the past, the poor road traveled through the flood and famine, and also visited the Xuandu City, but unfortunately he could not enter, which is a regret in his life. ”

"Oh?" Yang Jian asked quietly, "Why are the seniors not allowed to enter the Xuandu City?" It stands to reason that the Xuandu master should not hinder the seniors. ”

Void Bodhi sighed softly, "I've been waiting outside the city for a thousand years...... That's it, don't mention it. Daoists may inform the poor Dao of what kind of situation in Xuandu City is in order to relieve the regrets in the heart of the poor Dao. ”

Yang Jian smiled and nodded, and raised his hand to release a breath of Xuan Qi, which was like a 'sand sculpture', roughly depicting the scene of Xuandu City that he had seen before.

Void Bodhi watched quietly, and finally couldn't help but say: "It's so dilapidated." ”

"Seniors, but they want to find the foundation of enlightenment?"

Void Bodhi shook his head lightly and said with a smile: "The opportunity for sanctification lies in oneself, in self-reflection, in self-realization, and you can't find it anywhere." ”

"Senior," Yang Jian suddenly glanced at Void Bodhi.

Xubodhi slowly arched his hand and said, "This second thing...... It's a little hard to say, I don't know if I can ask Zhenjun to go with me to that mountain? After I talk about this, I hope that Zhenjun can discuss with me, and I will explore some of the true meaning of Xuangong. ”

Yang Jian looked at the place pointed by the Void Bodhi Dust, thought for a little, bowed his head slightly, summoned Feng Wu and Zixia, and went to the main peak here together.

At the peak, outside the formation, Yang Jian looked at the innate spirit stone that was flashing with colorful light, and exclaimed, "What a stone fetus." ”

"Zhenjun really has excellent eyesight," Xubodhi chuckled, turned into four futons, and the four of them sat down cross-legged in turn.

Zixia was a little restrained, stretching her small body, for fear of embarrassing her master......

Void Bodhi said: "This spirit stone, originally in ancient times the saint Niangniang was left here when he made up the sky, over time, gradually produced a bit of spiritual will, which gave birth to a stone fetus. I happened to travel east to find this place, and saw that this stone fetus was quite fond of it, and wanted to wait for him to be born and accept him as a disciple, so I have been waiting here. ”

"Oh?" Yang Jian felt a little strange in his heart.

Was it because his 'resistance' and 'boredom' to Western religion were not enough? How did Xubodhi tell him all these words?

Void Bodhi said with a smile: "I know that the true monarch has a heart for the Taoist sect, and he is a little blind to the Western religion, but the true monarch needs to know that the cultivation of all spirits is detachment, and all the paths are different, but they are the same way back." ”

"The words of the predecessors, someone has also said it to me," Yang Jian chuckled lightly, and brought the topic back to the topic, "The Xuangong that the predecessor wants to explore, but eight or nine Xuangong?"

"That's right," Void Bodhi sighed, "The poor Dao has been deduced for a long time, and among the many Dao that is suitable for this stone fetus cultivation, only the Eight or Nine Xuangong is the most suitable for it. ”

As he spoke, Xubo Bodhi took out a jade talisman in his arms and handed it to Yang Jian.

"This is the Xuan Gong given by the ancestor back then, and there are many of my annotations inside, and I also ask Zhenjun to take a look. ”

Yang Jian took the jade talisman, a wisp of divine sense probed into it, pondered carefully, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

I have to say that Xubodhi's understanding of the Eight or Nine Xuangong is already quite profound, and he tries to use another Tao rhyme, another Tao rule, and another way of thinking to interpret the true meaning of the Eight or Nine Xuangong......

After a long time, Yang Jian slowly exhaled and returned the jade talisman.

"If you practice according to this method, you will definitely be able to fully explore the potential of this stone fetus," Yang Jian said in a deep voice, "It's just that if you want to practice Xuangong successfully, there is still one thing missing." ”

"What?"

Yang Jian sighed lightly, and the mysterious qi just now changed again, condensing into a towering mountain.

"Not Zhoushan?"

Xuan Bodhi frowned and pondered, sat there and pondered, suddenly his eyes shone brightly, and he got up and made a gesture to Yang Jian.

"Thank you Zhenjun for waking up, the poor Dao knows how to teach this spiritual fetus to practice, the true monarch is really very human, and the essence of enlightenment is beyond the reach of the poor Dao. ”

"Don't dare, don't dare," Yang Jian smiled, but muttered in his heart.

Did he say anything?

Sure enough, pretending to be a god stick is much easier than talking about theory......

"Huh?" Yang Jian seemed to catch something out of the corner of his eye, got up on the futon, walked to the stubborn stone in two steps, and raised his hand to touch the stubborn stone.

He wasn't interested in the stones, nor was he interested in the monkeys inside.

What he cared about was an iron plaque embedded in the boulder.

'Pound'.

Yang Jian smiled dumbly, the eighth iron plate, turned out to be this monkey.