Chapter 710: The Spirit Eagle is Strange, and the Demon Banner Rises
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'For the teacher, you need to fold one person......
This is a little wrong, if Yuding has calculated the future, then why is there such a 'choice'?
Yang Jian had to assume how this situation could happen, and what was the reason why he and his master had to die?
Flying out of Yuquan Mountain, the more Yang Jian thought about it, the more he felt a little confused, and the joy of getting the method of fellow practitioners was also diluted by half.
Fortunately, lying on the clouds, constantly thinking about the words of Yuding Zhenren, one doubt after another arose in his heart, and the originally calm Dao heart also had many ripples.
"Maybe I'm thinking too much, Master didn't mean to say this, but he was just saying that the road ahead is dangerous, and anyone can fall in a big war. β
Yang Jian muttered, although he felt that this explanation was too far-fetched, but he also forced himself to believe that this was the correct solution.
The road ahead is full of thorns.
Yang Jian has never slackened since he proclaimed himself, and he has come all the way to today, but looking forward, it is still cloudy, and there is no gap that can penetrate the chance of sunlight.
"Sanctification ......"
Raising his hand and looking at the palm of his hand, Yang Jian was slightly distracted.
He sometimes wondered why he had become Yang Jian, perhaps he had come to face those strong enemies, and to face the strongest who could destroy the flood countless times.
The Great Dao, the Heavenly Dao, the Path of Cultivation, the Dao of All Souls......
Road.
Breathing, Yang Jian closed his eyes, feeling the hidden chains of Tao rules between heaven and earth, as if he was in a strange and fascinating ocean.
With the confusion in the heart, slowly drifting, until there is no self and no space, and then slowly restrain yourself, this process is like a sleep, after waking up, it is already over the mouth of the Guanjiang River.
"Wow, Wow!"
The Roaring Sky Dog came running wildly in the mountains, pounced on Yang Jian's body and began to spread Huan'er, obviously feeling that the body was much stronger than the incarnation.
"I'll introduce you to a little friend," Yang Jian grabbed the eaglet out of the turtle belt, deliberately grabbed the eaglet, and pointed to the roaring dog and instructed, "You are the master's bird, this is the master's dog, you will take care of each other in the future, don't hurt it and harm it, do you understand?"
Kittyhawk's sharp eyes looked at the whistling dog, and barked twice reluctantly.
The Howling Dog is quite honest, barking non-stop, and obviously quite happy that he has a playmate.
Then, Yang Jian let go of the eaglet, and the eaglet spread its wings and flew next to the Howling Dog.
"You two go and exchange feelings," Yang Jian commanded, and his hand fell back to the mouth of the river.
"Wang!"
The Roaring Sky Dog barked softly at the Spirit Eagle, and then hung his tongue and looked at the Little Eagle, like a loyal 'senior', obeying Yang Jian's orders and wanting to communicate with the Little Eagle.
However, as soon as the eaglet saw that Yang Jian had fallen into the clouds, a shining light suddenly shone in the eagle's eyes......
In the place where the garrison of the Guanjiangkou is located, a group of Wu clan disciples are absorbing the earth's qi to cultivate, and Zhang Boshi and Yao Gonglin, who have stayed here all the year round, stepped forward to greet them.
Zhang Boshi smiled and said: "Second master, you can just get a jade talisman if you have something, why do you have to run in person? It's not easy to come back, and you can accompany the housemother more." β
"I'm leaving, I'm going to give the avatar some Xuan Qi!"
When Yang Jian glared at Uncle Zhang, the latter scratched his head and laughed dryly, suddenly not knowing where he had provoked the second master.
Yang Jian actually blamed the six friends of Meishan, who had not told his incarnation about the Netherworld in time for one or two hundred years before, if he stared at the other five friends, I am afraid that it would make them think more, but Zhang Boshi's thick lines were the most suitable for anger.
Throwing himself away, Zhang Boshi was suddenly a little at a loss, and looked at Yao Gonglin like a helper.
Yao Gonglin didn't say much, but said, "Hurry up, the second master is not angry with you." β
"I didn't do anything. β
"I know you didn't do anything," Yao Gonglin sighed, "If we had done something earlier, the matter in the underworld wouldn't have been so big before." β
Zhang Boshi spread his hands, still confused.
Yang Jian found his own incarnation, and when he saw the incarnation dressed differently from his own dress, he felt a little strange.
When the mind is in its own body, the incarnation is completely incapable of thinking and can only act according to the last 'command'.
When Yang Jian's mind was focused on these two incarnations, Yang Jian's body still had some consciousness, could think, and could make simple responses to the environment around the body.
Filled with the Xuan Qi and Xuan Gang of this incarnation, Yang Jian walked around the garrison at will.
The 1,200 Wu Clan disciples here have actually been 'eliminated', but they are still persevering in their cultivation, lest they miss half of the opportunity.
Perhaps, the hardships suffered by the Wu clan in the long years before have completely sharpened the state of mind of these Wu people.
Secretly sprinkled some Xuan Qi into the leylines, which can help these Wu clan disciples improve their cultivation, and maybe there can be some late-blooming talents among them.
"Second master. β
"Second Master ......"
The children of the Wu clan who found Yang Jian's figure all greeted him respectfully, and Yang Jian would also respond with a gentle smile.
At dusk and twilight, Yang Jian rose from the clouds again, roared at the mountains and forests, and a white shadow galloped into the air, naturally a roaring dog.
It's just that seeing the appearance of the Roaring Sky Dog at this time, Yang Jian suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.
The spirit eagle stood on top of the head of the roaring dog, as if announcing who was the 'chief' of Yang Jian's backyard spirit pet; the white hair on the top and bottom of the roaring dog was a little scorched, and when he saw Yang Jian, his legs were weak, and he almost knelt for Yang Jian.
I don't know how this spirit eagle did it, so he silently put the roaring dog into obedience.
"You two," Yang Jian grimaced, wanting to reprimand a few words, the eaglet flapped its wings and flew onto Yang Jian's shoulder, its little head rubbing against Yang Jian's neck full of flattery, making Yang Jian not know what to say if he wanted to get angry.
As soon as the Roaring Sky Dog wanted to get close to Yang Jian's side to have a good time, another sharp gaze floated from Yang Jian's left shoulder, making the big white dog with a great reputation in the Battle of the Gods tremble, and followed Yang Jian's side strangely, not daring to get close to the master within half a zhang.
This guy, Yang Jian patted Lingying's head, walked over and stroked the head of the Roaring Heavenly Dog, and took the Roaring Heavenly Dog back to Meishan.
Letting the Roaring Sky Dog protect Zixia is tantamount to carving the four words 'Yang Jian's disciple' on Zixia's delicate little face.
Moreover, the strength of the Roaring Sky Dog is not weak, although it cannot be measured by the Yuan Shen Dao realm, but this big dog has good teeth, and it is easy to bite off the spirit treasure.
"When you go out to practice, the focus is on refining your heart and sharpening your state of mind," Yang Jian specially instructed Zixia, "When you go out and walk around, remember to be less nosy, watch more, go to enlightenment more, and as a last resort, you should avoid putting yourself in danger." β
"Yes, remember!"
Zixia honestly agreed, and immediately kept looking at the Spirit Eagle on the shoulders of the Roaring Sky Dog and Yang Jian.
"Master, what should I call the Howling Dog?"
Yang Jian thought for a while and said with a smile: "Just call Uncle Shi." β
"Uh...... Okay," Zixia stepped forward in an orderly manner and shouted to Uncle Shi, who lowered his head and grunted twice, obviously saluting in return.
Seeing this, Lingying was immediately a little dissatisfied, and his neck shrank, looking sulking.
Zixia smiled: "And this one here, should I also call Uncle Shi?"
"Shout, they are all spirit beasts that follow the teacher, and they are the same generation as the teacher. β
"Hello Uncle Junior," Zixia shouted sweetly, Xiao Lingying suddenly became energetic, the eagle beaked out, spit out a colorful streamer stone, and sent it to Zixia.
Yang Jian was stunned when he saw this.
I felt it carefully, and there were five elements, yin and yang, seven completely different innate qi surging on this stone, and some kind of innate formation was formed.
This formation......
It can resist the offensive, can cover the breath, and has the effect of gathering spirits and gathering spirits, and can reconcile the five elements of yin and yang, and has the miraculous effect of suppressing serious injuries.
Glaring at Lingying, the latter looked like he didn't care about himself, looking at the sky and the clouds.
The spirit eagle is actually of unknown origin, it was hatched from a spirit pill that Yang Jian obtained from the tomb of the Taishi sage, and the spirit egg cherished by the saints of the Taishi era could never be a simple thing.
In the future, there will be an opportunity to interrogate this guy.
"Use this stone to make a pendant and wear it with you," Yang Jian said with a smile, Zixia dared to take it and played with it.
It's not like Lingying's saliva.
After urging a few words of Zixia, Yang Jian went to the back mountain to say goodbye to his mother, the road ahead is long, he has taken the opportunity of this 'recuperation' to be idle in Meishan for several months, and he is about to return to the Chaos Sea.
Yao Ji's words to Yang Jian are almost not much different from Yang Jian's words to Zixia, they are all to let them take care of themselves and not to take risks easily.
Saying goodbye to Bai Ze, and looking at Mei Kongmei, who was practicing in the mountains and quiet, Yang Jian left the Meishan Array.
He deliberately released his momentum, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was leaving again, and strode out, out of the void, into the Sea of Chaos, set up Mosuo, and galloped in the direction of Xuandu City.
In the Netherworld Blood Sea, in the chaotic battle that broke out again, Chu Qi looked up at the direction Yang Jian left, and he could still catch Yang Jian's back despite the heavy situation.
"This guy left me here. β
With a cold snort, Chu Qi suddenly changed his previous style of just watching the battle, and rushed into the battle formation of the Shura people with two short knives, and under the gaze of a group of bald war witches, he swept through most of the enemy formation in a blink of an eye.
"Whoever kills you, see what I have done!"
With a cold cry, the warrior spirit of the Wu clan, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, also trembled, and the twelve commanders were busy mobilizing everywhere, and 1,800 Wu fought bravely to kill the enemy, but the Shura people had already collapsed.
In the ethereal place of heaven and earth, the five figures sat between the clouds and mist.
At this time, Sanqing and Jieyin no longer had to worry about the incompleteness of the Heavenly Dao, and could be regarded as full of 'idleness and leisure', but the black-robed Tianyan Daozi sat in the position where the four saints had sat before, slowly repairing the shortcomings of the Heavenly Dao.
The five of them were all closing their eyes to recuperate, and the moment Yang Jian left the flood wilderness, he opened his eyes at the same time, and several eyes looked at the same place.
That's where Yang Jian left.
"It's really eye-catching that the Dao Sect can have a disciple like Yang Jian," the guide sighed lightly, his gaze somewhat complicated.
Lao Tzu and Tianyan Daozi slowly closed their eyes and meditated again, but Yuan Shi Tianzun could only reluctantly answer two sentences.
But soon, there was no sound again in the misty clouds, and the five saints returned to their original state, silent.
At the same time, in the Wa Palace.
The saint Niangniang lies on the soft couch on her side, such a saint's posture is by no means comparable to the rest of the fairies, but it is a pity that no one has the fate to see it, and no one dares to think about it.
In front of her was a cloud mirror, and in the cloud mirror was the situation on the top of Huaguo Mountain, and the stubborn stone stood quietly.
"This Yang Jian is full of problems. β
sighed lightly, the jade hand shook slightly, the cloud mirror retreated, and the voice of the sage Niangniang commanded the little fairy on the side with a bit of laziness.
"Go and fetch the demon flag. β
"Yes, Niangniang," the little fairy hurriedly agreed, and hurried away with small steps.
Not long after, a stream of demonic qi that had been dormant for a long time swept up from the borders of Wubu Continent, and after the initial movement of the Great Tribulation of the Gods, it once again converged towards the Wa Palace.
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