Immortality does not remember the age, and cultivation does not matter the year.

More than 800 years have passed since the Heavenly Court cleaned up Zhongshenzhou, and it seems that the node where the immortal road collapsed has been forgotten everywhere in the flood desolation, and the originally silent Zhongshenzhou has gradually come to life.

The Immortal Gate has completely become an 'institution' for the Heavenly Court to send heavenly soldiers and generals, but most of the Immortal Sect can retain some highly qualified disciples, inherit the immortal method of the Sect, and survive for a long time in the Middle Divine Prefecture.

The Zhou Kingdom of Nanzhou has reached the twilight of its dying, the Zhou Chamber will fall, and the princes will rise up.

Although Yang Jian's original arrangements barely extended the luck of the Zhou State for two hundred years, the wheels of heaven rolled by, and the world fell into a long-term war again.

However, all parts of the Southern Ganbu Continent were blocked by the Heavenly Court, and the monks were no longer able to enter, no one could interfere with the evolution of the Heavenly Dao, and there was no great calamity.

Whenever it comes to Heavenly Court's bloody suppression of the Immortal Dao, what makes the monks talk about the most is not how many masters are forced to join Heavenly Court, nor is it what famous place is slapped to death by the masters of Chaotian Pavilion, but the four words Erlang Zhenjun.

Break into the Lingxiao Palace and trample on the imperial power.

The Jade Emperor ruled the entire Three Realms with his extraordinary skill, but one person stood up and shook the very foundation of his rule.

Yang Jian.

This nephew of the Jade Emperor seems to be going to work against the Jade Emperor, and this time, the Jade Emperor can't resist Yang Jian's threats, and only dares to make some painless verbal punishments.

The Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Realm respect Meishan, and the gods and goddesses from all walks of life dare not go to the mouth of the Guanjiang River, Yang Jian is not afraid of the Jade Emperor, but such as Zhao Gongming, these bigwigs must still be a little afraid of the Jade Emperor.

Some people say that the Jade Emperor has never been able to get rid of the control of the Daomen;

Some people also say that these are all big chess pieces that the sage has arranged a long time ago, and cultivating Yang Jian from the very beginning is to restrain the imperial power of the Jade Emperor.

Really speaking, the Jade Emperor is also quite pitiful.

On the cliff of Meishan, Xiao Lan, who had just come out of the customs, was dressed in white, like an orchid blooming in the valley.

Compared with when she was about to retreat, at this time she has increased her ethereal temperament, and has a little more calm and peaceful maturity;

"Are you going to look for him?" Xiao Lan muttered in a low voice, and was about to drive the clouds to the mouth of the river, but was stopped by a few fairies flying below.

"Miss Xiao Lan, the master mother called you over for dinner. ”

Xiao Lan blinked, then chuckled and muttered, "Yes, you have to please your mother-in-law." ”

After saying that, the figure fell, the beauty of the dust, and the moving of the immortals, which made those fairies a little stunned.

Meishan is also much more lively than 800 years ago, more than 10 immortal gates have gathered outside Meishan, the demon clan retreated, and the Western religion also set up a Zen temple here.

But this corner of Meishan is still quite clean, Xiao Lan fell in front of the attic hanging on the cliff, and heard two phoenix chirps, but it was Feng Wu and Feng Shan who were also called by Yao Ji to the banquet.

The last time Yang Jian came back, he had already hinted at Xiao Lan's 'identity' to Yao Ji, and Yao Ji naturally would not slack off, dressed up to greet her, pulled Xiao Lan to look at her for a while, and kept praising her in a gentle voice.

On the contrary, Xiao Lan, who talked eloquently when she first came to Yang's Mansion for the first time, was shy at this time, and couldn't say why she came with a red face.

said that it was a family banquet, but in fact, there were only a few of them, and after pushing the cup and changing the lamp, Xiao Lan was a little overwhelmed, and she talked about what she should say and what she shouldn't say.

Feng Wu chuckled and said, "Zhenjun and Miss Xiao are in love, but they are envious of others. ”

"I don't know when my son will come back in Xuandu City," Yao Ji chuckled, "For my mother, I really want to see you get married as soon as possible." Xinke is the princess of the dragon clan, and she is my son's first match, but it is difficult for you. ”

"Don't be embarrassed," Xiao Lan said softly, "I didn't want to be like this at the beginning, marrying her husband, I always felt that I was too shameless." It's just that...... I didn't want to leave like that, so I had to show my heart to him. ”

Feng Shan sighed softly beside her, and said faintly: "It's a pity, our Feng clan women have a strong temperament, but they can't pull this face." ”

"Feng Shan!" Feng Wu grimaced, "If you don't want to stay, go back to retreat, don't say anything!"

"Cut, you know to be angry with me all day long," Feng Shan rolled her eyes, but the rebellious energy back then came back.

Xiao Lan hurriedly said, "Let's invite Miss Chu Qian to play a song." ”

"Someone, go and invite Chu Qian to come," Yao Ji ordered, the fairy outside the attic should be in arrears, and hurriedly drove the cloud to invite Chu Qian to come.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, but before Chu Qian flew here, a general outside the attic came to report, saying that it was from heaven and asked to see Yao Ji.

Yaoji suddenly frowned and thought about it, and looked at Xiao Lan, "Lan'er, do you say I see it or not?"

"See," Xiao Lan's drunkenness subsided by a little, "Send him a letter first, and then invite someone from Heavenly Court to come in, this is Meishan, and they don't dare to be presumptuous." ”

Yao Ji breathed a sigh of relief, "With Lan'er here, it's always reassuring." ”

Someone was sent to Guan Jiangkou to inform the six friends of Meishan, and then he asked people to lead the envoy of the heavenly court in, but it was a fairy with a lovely face, saying that the Queen Mother held a peach banquet in Yaochi three years later, and wanted to invite Yao Ji and Xiao Lan to the banquet.

Xiao Lan secretly said a few words to Yaoji, and Yaoji nodded and agreed, and rewarded the little fairy with a lot of treasures.

After the little fairy left, Xiao Lan thought for a while, and then said, "Maybe this is the Jade Emperor's show of favor to him, but it's just a loss of face...... There shouldn't be any trouble going to the banquet, but eighty percent of us will be snubbed by the Queen Mother. ”

"I'm always afraid that my son's relationship with the Jade Emperor is too stiff," Yao Ji sighed lightly, "My son hasn't been stable for a few days, but now it's the Heavenly Court that has put a lot of pressure on him......"

"Actually, you don't have to worry much about Heavenly Court, his pressure ......"

Xiao Lan swallowed back silently halfway through her words, chuckled at Yao Ji, and didn't say anything more.

Yang Jian has mentioned the future calamity many times, although every time he only said a few words and his words were unknown, it was difficult to hide from Xiao Lan.

Maybe Xiao Lan would take the initiative to confess her heart to Yang Jian that day, and she also felt these pressures.

"I went to meet him at the mouth of the Guanjiang River. ”

"Go, go, but I've delayed the two of you from meeting. ”

Xiao Lan's face was red, she lowered her head and left quickly, and under the secret support of a soldier and horse in Meishan, she headed towards the mouth of the Guanjiang River.

It's a pity that after she found Yang Jian's incarnation, she shouted a few times but Yang Jian didn't respond, and said that Yang Jian might be at a critical juncture in the retreat, so she quietly moved the chessboard and chair, and played a left-handed game next to Yang Jian's incarnation.

Hundreds of years have passed since Yang Jian brought the Black Spirit Lord back to Xuandu City, and Yang Jian's retreat has actually been intermittent, often going out and about, busy integrating the affairs of the four spirit realms.

Next to the chessboard, Xiao Lan held her chin and looked at Yang Jian's face quietly, unconsciously a little fascinated......

Outside the Xuandu City, around the solidified Chaos Sea, two figures were fighting frantically, and the Chaos Sea Dao was trembling, stirring up a chaotic wave that could drown the entire Xuandu City.

I can't see where the figures are, I can only roughly see the two figures constantly colliding, somewhat of the taste of the Sanqing War against Qianhong, naturally, the two people who fought here are still a lot worse.

The two Taoist rhymes are constantly circulating and crowded, one is cold and domineering, and the other is magnificent and endless.

Sometimes there is an arc of light splitting the chaotic sea and going to nowhere, and sometimes there is a chaotic Dao, which is unbearable to the impact of the two of them, and it is broken in pieces.

They have been fighting for an unknown amount of time, and they have fought for an unknown number of rounds, but the victory or defeat is just about to be decided......

"I'm defeated. ”

A calm voice came from the clouds, and a somewhat petite figure flashed to the edge of the city wall of Xuandu City, looking at the two scimitars in his hands, as if reminiscing about the achievements of the battle.

She was wrapped in strips of black cloth, and a faint black aura swirled around her.

"Convincing this time?"

Yang Jian's voice came from the sea of chaos, and he jumped out with the spear in tow, standing not far in front of the Black Spirit Lord, holding the spear with a smile on his face.

"I'm not convinced," the Black Spirit Lord replied with some cold words.

Yang Jian shook his head, didn't say anything, and changed the topic, "Xiao Hei, with you and me, can you defeat that demon master?"

The Black Spirit Lord thought carefully for a while, and shook his head slightly: "It's difficult." ”

"You fought him?"

"It's not a fight," the Black Spirit Lord said in a low voice, "About three Yuan Hui ago, I took six Black Spirit Realm masters to explore the treasures, and then I met the Kunpeng hunting. The quasi-saint has no power to resist in front of him, and his mana is far more powerful than you can imagine. ”

Yang Jian was not surprised to hear her words, but nodded very calmly, "Finally, when it comes to revenge, you won't have to go to the barbecue grill as soon as your head is hot......"

"Hmph, it was just hopeless, but now I'm qualified for revenge, that's all. ”

The Black Spirit Lord looked at the two scimitars in his hand, and treasured them into the storage magic weapon.

She suddenly asked, "Do you want to capture the flood?"

"How do you ask this?"

"You are my allegiance to the King, and I should ask what I need to do after my revenge. ”

Yang Jian asked rhetorically: "You don't know the future calamity?"

A certain Kuriran shook his head, not seeming to be interested in this.

"If that catastrophe can kill Kunpeng, I would like to add fuel to the fire......"

"It's better to say goodbye," Yang Jian hurriedly stopped, and said simply the strong enemy who had ended the Taishi, Taiji, and Taisu eras, and the Black Spirit Lord still didn't have much reaction.

The only obsession in her heart is Kunpeng.

"So you want to unite the forces of the Chaos Spirit Clan?"

Yang Jian nodded: "Well, before the catastrophe comes, there are as many forces as there are forces that can be gathered." ”

The Black Spirit Lord frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "If the demon master is sincere to the Dao Gate, then the Dao Gate will also accept him because of his high strength?"

"No," Yang Jian shook his head decisively, "The three saint masters have chased and killed Kunpeng, and they already know what the calamity is. For a character like the demon master Kunpeng, it would be a great fortune to be able to take the initiative to find the enemy to surrender. If we can know the whereabouts of Kunpeng, let's give it a try. ”

The Black Spirit Lord frowned and said, "You're not afraid of death?"

"Everyone is not a Great Dao Saint, why should they be so unconfident?"

Yang Jian looked at the Black Spirit Lord, his eyes were a little hot: "Xiao Hei, let's fight again, my Xuangong has reached a bottleneck, and I want to break through." ”

The Black Spirit Lord snorted lightly and meditated directly cross-legged.

"Wait for me for half a month, I want to recover to the peak. ”

Yang Jian laughed, sat down cross-legged against the city wall, and began to sort out the various feelings after returning to the Hongjing Realm.

Now what I'm thinking about is how to break through the limit of the seventh return to the Hung Realm.

Once he had the Xuanhuang Immortal Body, even if it was the Xuanhuang Body of the First Tribulation, Yang Jian would be sure to sweep away all the enemies under the sage.

This is the Eight or Nine Xuangong, and it is also ......

"Huh?"

Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, what was such a whim?

This is different from the previous 'incarnation reminders', but something that I have been concerned about for a long time is finally about to happen, and it seems that someone is reminding me not to miss it.

Closing his eyes, his mind shifted, and he glanced at Ao Xinke, who was presiding over the construction of the 'Yang Family Army' base camp in the Black Spirit Realm, and there was nothing unusual around.

In this way, it should be in the midst of a flood.

Calculate the time, isn't it......

It's time too.

Yang Jian couldn't wait to move his mind back to the desolation, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Lan who was asleep on the chessboard, and couldn't help but chuckle.

The divine sense expanded, and Yang Jian sat at the mouth of the Guan River, but he saw the Nantianmen at a glance.

Here it comes!

A green cow swayed out of the Nantian Gate, carrying the somewhat thin old man on his back, and fell towards the clouds and mist of Nanzhou.

Taishang Laojun, go down to earth today.