"Senior brother, we just heard in the heavens, lighting the lamp and ...... Is apostasy real?"

"Nature is true. ”

Nezha's eyes suddenly widened, "Then why don't you leave them directly, how can you let them go?"

Wei Hu said on the side: "It's just that those sectarian immortals are slanderous. ”

Yang Jian yawned, "Let them say it, you have to be harmonious on weekdays, don't quarrel again." ”

At that moment, Yang Jian hastily told the situation before the Yuxu Palace, and most of the people looked resentful after hearing it, but Mu Zha and Jin Zha looked embarrassed.

Muzha's master is a Puxian Taoist, Jin Zha studied under Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, although the two of them are used as disciples to ward off disasters, but the master-apprentice relationship is still not fake, and there is a long time to get along, and the master-apprentice relationship is also there.

Lei Zhenzi glanced at Muzha and was about to change the topic, but Nezha had already looked at his two elder brothers and asked, "Should the two brothers be Daomen or Western Sects in the future?"

Mu Zha scratched his head for a while, and Jin Zha also sighed softly, frowning and thinking.

"Actually, there is no need to dwell on this matter," Yang Jian said on the side, "It is Manjushri and Puxian who have betrayed the teachings, although the two of you are their disciples, you don't have the intention of apostasy, and the Yuxu Palace should not blame you." ”

Jin Zha said: "But if the master summons, how will we deal with it?"

"Just go," Yang Jian said, "Could it be that you still have to deny Master for the sake of the sect?"

The corners of Nezha's mouth twitched, and he was about to speak when Yang Jian glared back directly.

Lei Zhenzi also said: "Now that we are all serving in the Heavenly Court, this matter is not under our control, and we don't have to think about it more." ”

"That's right," Yang Jian said, "If the court is big today, stay honest in the heavenly court, and if things change, just come to Guan Jiangkou to find me." ”

Muzha and Jinzha each nodded, still a little puzzled.

These two, sandwiched between the teachings and their respective masters, can easily become Marshal Tianpeng looking in the mirror - inside and outside are not people, rather than acting rashly, it is better not to move.

Nezha didn't ask much about the two brothers for the time being, and still asked himself: "Senior brother, why did the master let them go like this?"

"Uncle Master naturally has Uncle Master's considerations and concerns, which are beyond your ability to understand," Yang Jian suddenly frowned, and said in a deep voice: "I still have something to be busy, there is going to be a fight on the other side of the Chaos Sea, today's matter is here for the time being, you go back to Heaven and practice honestly, don't worry about it." ”

Nezha's eyes suddenly lit up: "Where are you fighting? Who are you fighting? Senior brother, take me!"

Yang Jian laughed, waved his hand, and slowly closed his eyes without saying much.

A momentum poured out from Yang Jian's incarnation, and then wrapped around Yang Jian's body, adding a little majesty to Yang Jian.

But Yang Jian's mind had already passed through the barriers of the Chaos Sea and arrived beside Ao Xinke.

His body had turned into a stubborn stone before, and at this time, this stubborn stone was collected in his sleeve by Ao Xinke with his magical powers, and as soon as Yang Jian's mind returned, his 'open eyes' was a small arm carved like beautiful jade.

There was a commotion outside, and some kind of long, unpleasant trumpet sound rolled and echoed, adding a certain desolate heaviness.

The divine consciousness was scattered, and Yang Jian saw that there was an unsightly 'eggshell' in front of him, and the Xuanhei Spirit Stone, which formed the cornerstone of the Great Array, was constantly shining brightly, like an incomparably strong giant ship, carrying a great world, floating in the sea of chaos.

The Black Spirit Realm?

This place seems to be much grander than the Mist Spirit Realm, which is naturally related to the difference in strength between the Black Spirit Lord and the Mist Spirit Lord.

The Black Spirit Lord is an existence that can fight with the Xuandu Master, and the Mist Spirit Lord is just an 'ordinary' quasi-saint, if there is no supernatural power that turns into rain and mist, the 'Great Divine Power' is not counted.

Ao Xinke dressed up as the courtier of the Fog Spirit Lord, standing with several female ministers and more than a dozen generals and marshals of the Fog Spirit Realm, and behind him was the Fog Spirit Lord's chariot.

In front of them was the army of the Black Spirit Realm, and the group greeted in front of the army, and among them there were seven or eight quasi-saints or the aura of the peak of Da Luo......

What is this? It should be a dismount for the Lord of the Mist Spirit and his party.

The Black Lord didn't need to show up, the battle to greet them was enough to take down the Mist Spirit Lord and his party—not counting Ao Xinke and Yang Jian.

The Lord of the Fog Spirit sat lazily on the top of the car, waving his hand in front of him, and two quasi-saints, a man and a woman, greeted him in front of him, greeting and greeting the person who greeted him.

Yang Jian hid in the dark and watched for a while, there are a lot of stinky rules of these chaotic creatures, and I don't know if it is all kinds of 'bad habits' from the flood wilderness.

Sent a voice to Ao Xinke: "I'm here, how did I arrange it today?"

I could clearly feel that Ao Xinke breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you don't have to show up later, don't show up today, our preparations are not yet complete, and we are not 100% sure that we can take down the Black Spirit Realm. ”

Yang Jian tasted Ao Xinke's words, although there has always been a wisp of Yuan Shen following Ao Xinke's side, but he only perceives all kinds of changes in her, if there are mood fluctuations or encounters the breath of a strong man, he will wake up Yang Jian who is in retreat.

In other words, Yang Jian didn't know what Ao Xinke had done in the past three hundred years, only that Ao Xinke had never been angry, had no emotions of joy or sorrow, and had never encountered a strong enemy.

The two of them, naturally don't have to be stuffy if they have something to say, Yang Jian asked, "Tell me about this matter in detail." ”

"Well, in fact, I made a mistake, when I arranged for someone to sneak attack a master in the rain spirit realm, I was lucky enough to escape by that master, revealing clues. ”

Ao Xinke's words were a little depressed, "The rain spirit lord has already been vigilant at this time, and he has united with the black spirit lord to exert pressure on the fog spirit...... That's it. ”

Yang Jian nodded secretly, just wanted to comfort Ao Xinke a few words, after all, when everyone makes mistakes, he has only lost his hand once in more than three hundred years, which is already good.

But when the words came to his lips, Yang Jian suddenly remembered that before he retreated this time, it seemed that they were discussing that the next strategy should be the Demon Realm......

Yang Jian asked, "Why did you go to calculate the Rain Spirit Realm, what happened to the Demon Spirit Realm?"

"It's been completely controlled in secret," Ao Xinke chuckled, "The initial plan was the most troublesome, it took more than a hundred years to calculate a quasi-saint of the Demon Spirit Realm, with this breakthrough and the master of the Mist Spirit Realm, it only took fifty or sixty years of hard work to control the Spirit Lord's spirit core. ”

Yang Jian was dumbfounded for a while......

Suddenly, there was a little lack of presence, if it weren't for this accident, Yang Jian would concentrate on retreating for another two or three hundred years, could it be that Ao Xinke had quietly integrated the Four Spirit Realms, and when he came out, he would start sweeping the Chaos Sea......

Although it is easy to listen to Ao Xinke, there must be a lot of calculations and schemes.

The point is that it must be extremely hidden, otherwise even if there is a means to control the spirit core, once it is exposed, it will provoke the siege of the Chaos Spirit Clan.

How much effort will be spent to calculate this, Yang Jian feels a headache when he thinks about it.

"It's hard for you. ”

"It's better to be able to do something for your husband than to wait in the wilderness. Ao Xinke replied softly.

Yang Jian didn't know how to answer for a while, thinking of Xiao Lan, who had not yet been out of retreat until today, and was a little weak-hearted......

Sure enough, you still can't step on two boats like a standard desolate man.

The Fog Spirit Lord's guard of honor began to move forward slowly, and the large array in front of him with the main color of black slowly opened a 'giant mouth' to include them.

Its internal structure is actually not much different from that of the Fog Spirit Realm, but the Immortal Islands are connected together, forming a huge area of land.

Below is the earth, but above it uses a formation to place treasures, constructing a star map, and using the formation to evolve the sun and the moon to set.

Of course, this is only a superficial imagination, this is still chaotic and disorderly, and it is not suitable for the cultivation of the creatures of the Flood Desolation, and the vast majority of the creatures here are still native tribes in the Chaos Sea.

There are very few Flood Desolation Monks in the Black Spirit Realm and the Evil Spirit Realm - as the Mist Spirit Lord mentioned before, the Black Spirit Realm and the Evil Spirit Realm are not friendly to the Flood Desolation Monks.

Along the way, Yang Jian saw several magnificent cities, saw all kinds of chaotic creatures surviving together, and could also see the gathered armies everywhere.

Ao Xinke and Yang Jian had the same heart and full of tacit understanding, and seeing that Yang Jian didn't speak for a long time, he took the initiative to spread his voice to Yang Jianyan and said, "Husband, do you know that most of the Chaos Spirit Clans who have cultivated to a low level make a living?"

Yang Jian pondered for a moment and asked, "You can also cultivate in the chaos?"

"There are only a few spiritual fruits, which are considered the delicacies of this place, and they can't be eaten at leisure. Ao Xinke chuckled, didn't dare to sell it to Yang Jian, and said directly: "They all eat a kind of stone ......."

"Eating stones?"

"Actually, it shouldn't be considered a stone, it's just something floating in the Chaos Sea that is condensed like catkins, and a little spiritual power is attached to it, so that the Chaos Spirit Clan, who is weak in cultivation, can also absorb spiritual power. I ate it once and it tasted ...... Quite interesting. ”

Yang Jian couldn't help it.

Ao Xinke continued: "In the Black Spirit Realm, the Chaos Spirit Clan is all enslaved by the Black Spirit Lord, and there are only two things they have to do, one is to reproduce, and the other is to work for the Black Spirit Lord. ”

"Those who can cultivate and have good combat power must join the army to serve their lives, and those who are at the bottom of the cultivation and have poor qualifications must enter the Chaos Sea regularly, and take enough 'soil' back to fill this place and provide it for food. ”

"Therefore, the strength of the Black Spirit Realm is quite strong, far above the other three spirit realms, and its territory is also constantly expanding, if it continues to develop like this, it may allow the Black Spirit Lord to open up another world. ”

Yang Jian was a little shocked.

"Then why didn't the Chaos Spirit Clan turn against the Black Spirit Lord?"

Ao Xinke blinked, and continued to mutter to Yang Jian: "Why do you want to rebel, they rely on the mountain of the Black Spirit Realm, but they can live in the Chaos Sea safely until the end of their life. This is quite stable for the other Chaos tribes. ”

"The pursuit of these Chaos Spirit Clans is really not high. ”

"The other three spirit realms are the same, it's just that there are many more masters of the Flood Desolation in the Fog Spirit Realm and the Rain Spirit Realm, and they are relatively civilized, but there are still many such vassal tribes. ”

Yang Jian was silent for a while, and the chariot had already begun to slowly fall, heading towards the center of an incomparably magnificent city below.

"Husband, Xinke is overstepping, but can you listen to Xinke's words and act later? ”

"Okay, you say I'll do it," Yang Jian naturally agreed, and added, "Be polite." ”

Ao Xinke pursed his lips and smiled, and then continued to put on an indifferent face, looking coldly at the people in the Black Spirit Realm in front of him.

"Please invite the Mist Spirit Lord into the palace!"