Practicing in the Chaos Bell is actually quite boring.

But this boredom is extremely rare at this time, if it is outside the Chaos Bell, it is really difficult for Yang Jian to have such a long time to retreat and comprehend the mysteries of the Eight or Nine Xuangong.

But on the contrary, there is always a line behind, and the eight or nine Xuangong cannot be sanctified.

The difference between this line is actually the limit of the eighth immortal Xuanhuang body of the Eight or Nine Xuangong that Yang Jian has been exploring, but has not been able to find.

I don't know where the door is, so why push the door in.

This time, Yang Jian finally realized how difficult it is to practice, and also felt how difficult it is for most monks to spend tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years in order to break through a small realm.

Even later, Yang Jian himself was a little self-defeating, feeling that even if he gave himself another 100,000 years, if he didn't have that spiritual light, he would not be able to understand the key to it.

In this way, Yang Jian took the initiative to come out of the Chaos Bell and consulted with several saints.

At this time, I found that two or three years had passed, and it seemed that there were only a few years left before the catastrophe came.

Yang Jian explained his predicament of cultivation, and the saints deduced it, but they all shook their heads and sighed.

"Cultivation is my own business," Yang Jian said busily, "Maybe I can go out for a walk and relax my mind, and I can also have some understanding." ”

The saints naturally did not refuse, but just asked Yang Jian not to be in a hurry.

Leaving Da Luotian, Yang Jian went to the Zhenjun Mansion and found an immortal pavilion to sit alone for a long time.

Looking at the sea of clouds, the heart does not make waves;

Seeing the bursts of light, there was no idea of chasing at all.

This is a long period of retreat, and I am somewhat uncomfortable with the changes in the surrounding environment.

"Master, aren't you resting in the back hall?"

Zixia's voice came from the side, and Yang Jian turned his head to look, and he was also slightly stunned.

Didn't she go to the Black Spirit Country?

Yes, as soon as Zixia went to the Black Spirit Country, it happened that the Black Spirit Country sent a large army back to the Flood Wilderness, and she couldn't see Yao Ji and many acquaintances in the Black Spirit Country, so she followed the army back to the Flood Wilderness.

Instead, he took a turn in the sea of chaos, and his cultivation improved a lot.

Seeing a beautiful apprentice in a neon dress flying in the clouds, he just sighed lightly.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I'm stuck in my cultivation, and I can't move forward in time. ”

"Oh," Zixia blinked, leaned over to look at Yang Jian's somewhat tired face, and said quite seriously: "Master, I think you should be a little sleepy, it's better to sleep well, maybe you can understand it directly after waking up." ”

"You girl," Yang Jian chuckled, and then couldn't help but yawn, "That's not bad, where is my incarnation? ”

"Master, come with me. ”

At that moment, Zixia led Yang Jian around the somewhat deserted True Monarch's Mansion and sent the master to the place where the incarnation was.

Yang Jian raised his hand to disperse the avatar, and then found a soft place to lie down, and Zixia on the side was busy lighting incense and arranging the curtains for the master, and then obediently went to wait outside the hall.

After a while, Yang Jian really fell asleep.

It's just that there is no dream this time, Yang Jian is just nervous for too long before, and it is really rare to relax a little at this time.

But it's a pity that although a good sleep makes me full of energy and my mind returns to normal, the eight or nine Xuangong still haven't surfaced the slightest inspiration.

Ask the god Pangu?

Yang Jian thought about it, if this method was feasible, Tianyan Daozi was afraid that he would have dragged him over to comprehend the teaching;

To get to this point, you can only rely on yourself.

"Master, have you come to your senses?"

"Not yet, the teacher is going to go to the flood wilderness to walk around, will you go?"

"Go, of course I want to go! I stayed in the house all day, and I didn't know where to play, so I was really depressed. ”

Yang Jian smiled and knocked on Zixia's forehead, beckoning the Roaring Sky Dog, and drove the clouds towards the mortal world together.

Although it was a casual walk, Yang Jian still purposefully chose a sandy beach in Gobi.

He stopped on a sand dune and stood there for a long time, and after thousands of years of wind and sand, he seemed to see the ruined city, the small courtyard, the place where his dream of desolation began.

After staying here for a short time, Yang Jian took Zixia back to Yuquan Mountain, and together with Zixia, cleaned up the somewhat deserted caves in Yuquan Mountain.

"Master, why doesn't Master Ancestor live here anymore?"

"Your ancestor has become holy, and a few saints sit in the land of the Heavenly Dao," Yang Jian said, "This place cannot be abandoned, if you want to open a mountain and establish a sect in the future, preach and expound the teachings, you can ask your ancestor to use this cave of heaven and blessed land." ”

"Wow......"

"By the way, there are three lotus seeds here, do you want to try it? You can see your past and past lives, which is quite supernatural. ”

Yang Jian pointed to the pond full of lotus flowers, Zixia blinked, obviously a little moved, but still shook her head slightly.

"No, Master, I know that this life is enough. ”

Yang Jian couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and there seemed to be a flash of inspiration in his heart, but he couldn't catch it in time.

After stopping for a long time, Yang Jian experienced it for a while, but still returned in vain.

After staying in Yuquan Mountain for half a day, taking advantage of the sparse moon and stars, Yang Jian took his apprentices and old friends to go boating on the clouds, drinking and having fun, so chic and happy.

The Howling Sky Dog is still so loyal and honest, if the eaglety is here, I don't know what it will look like if the eaglety is here.

With a thought, Yang Jian drove the boat towards Xiniu Hezhou, and in the south of Xiniu Hezhou, he found the traces of the four people who traveled to the west, and then couldn't help but light up in his eyes.

"Daughter Country?"

"Master, what daughter country?"

"There is a mortal country here, and the country is full of women, relying on a sacred river to give birth, and all the births are women. ”

Yang Jian explained a few words briefly, and Zixia's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, and she was clamoring to go down and go around.

This is not a big deal, Yang Jian also relied on his own futile nonsense, and used the method of change, Yang Jian changed into Ao Xinke's appearance, and fell beside the Zimu River with Zixia.

Zixia ran to the river, squatting there and looking curiously, "Master, after drinking this water, can you really give birth to a daughter?"

"You try?"

"I don't want it, people haven't married yet. ”

"Hahaha," Yang Jian chuckled a few times, walked to the river with the howling dog, and looked at the lady's face reflected in the river, and there was a little longing in his heart.

Maybe Xinke and they feel that they have just separated, but in Yang Jian's opinion, it has been an unknown number of years.

The roaring dogs went to the river for a stroll, but they didn't dare to drink the river water, because they were afraid that the male dog would give birth to a litter of puppies, which would be a taboo for their tengu clan.

"Zixia is gone, I'll take you to see a monk to talk about love. ”

"What's so nice about the monk...... It's not Master, you're an old man......"

"Huh?"

"Hehe, Master, when are you going to find a new teacher?" Zixia ran over to hold Yang Jian, Yang Jian's stiff face quickly couldn't hold back, and he returned to his original smile.

Letting Zixia chirp in her ears, Yang Jian took Zixia straight to the nearby capital of his daughter's country, hiding his figure and going to the post house first.

The three strange-looking monks were drunk and fell asleep in the bedroom.

Zixia asked, "Master, isn't this the Monkey King?"

"You still don't know that Buddhism is planning to travel to the west? This fat-headed and big-eared man is Marshal Tianpeng. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be them...... How did Marshal Tianpeng, who was originally dashing and mighty, become like this? Could it be that he was secretly retaliated by the Jade Emperor because of the dispute with the Jade Emperor over Chang'e?"

Yang Jian couldn't help but be dumbfounded for a while, looking down at Zixia who was seriously arranging gossip, and didn't know how to complain.

"I don't practice well on weekdays, and I think about all these things all day long, what do I do?"

"Master, don't blame, the apprentice knows that he is wrong. ”

"Hmph, that's pretty much ......"

"Where is the monk that Master said about falling in love?"

"Come with me," Yang Jian smiled mysteriously, and took Zixia and the Roaring Sky Dog to the back garden of the palace.

In an unmanned gazebo, two figures were very close.

One is a young monk with a delicate face and a coarse cloth robe, whose demeanor is restrained at this time, and he only recites the scriptures with his eyes closed;

The lord of the country poured wine on the side and called 'Brother Yu', and Tang Seng only recited 'Amitabha Buddha' for a while.

Zixia sneered, and hurriedly covered her mouth, fortunately, the two people in the field were mortals, and they didn't notice such a movement.

"Brother Yu, there is no one else here, can you really bear to let me talk here alone?"

"The lord of the country......" Xuanzang opened his eyes, with a little helplessness in his eyes, glanced at the beautiful lord of the country on the side, and hurriedly staggered his gaze, "The poor monk should abide by the rules of the monks, and the lord of the country should also cherish his own reputation." ”

"I am the lord of the country, who can say anything about me?" the daughter of the lord of the country said softly, "As soon as I saw my brother and brother, I knew that you were my sweetheart who I had been waiting for for so long. Why don't you want to stay with me here? Isn't it a good thing that you and I have children and enjoy a lifetime of wealth and prosperity, and are free from the rules and regulations?"

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

"Brother ......"

This coquettish moan makes people's bones crisp in half.

Zixia on the side swept the goosebumps on the jade arm, and muttered in a low voice: "Doesn't the lord of this country see a man? ”

"What are you talking about?" Yang Jian reprimanded with a straight face, and Zixia laughed coquettishly again.

Yang Jian groaned a few times, Zixia blinked on the side, and had a few more thoughts.

"Master, you see that the lord of this country has let go of women's reserve, such a bitter love, why don't we secretly fulfill them?"

"It's not impossible," Yang Jian actually had such thoughts, wanting to see if his calculations here would have any impact on Buddhism.

Just do what you say.

Yang Jian flicked his fingers, and a wisp of Xuan Qi drilled into Xuanzang's neck, and the latter's body shook slightly, and then his expression began to be a little ...... Drunken adopted son......

"Brother Yu, what's wrong with you?"

"Alas," Xuanzang sighed lightly, picked up the wine bottle on the side, and drank it, and the eyes of the daughter of the country on the side were even more confused.

Yang Jian suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes, feeling that the little resentment in his heart that he had nowhere to spread fire after being provoked by Buddhism was finally swept away.

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