The sunset in the west sky was in the sky, and the fire boat slowly sailed away towards the sunset.

Yang Jian instructed them not to walk around, to go back to Meishan to practice, and place his incarnation on the top of the mountain, and then closed their eyes, shuttled their minds, and returned to Xuandu City.

When Yang Jian's main mind is immersed in the incarnation, the main body is not sleepy, but has a keen perception of the surrounding environment, but anything that alarms his mind, he can quickly switch back to the main body.

In the same way, the same is true for the avatar.

Closing his eyes and perceiving, Xuandu was sleeping soundly on a broken wall in the distance, Ao Xinke knelt beside him and closed his eyes to recuperate, and the fog spirit lord was meditating cross-legged at this time, but she was somewhat restless, and her eyelashes trembled lightly from time to time.

Today, Yang Jian has known several monks who have iron plates like him, and the most surprising thing for him is naturally the Tiantian Stone he just saw.

There was a snoring echo in his ears, Yang Jian thought for a while, and slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he left Huaguo Mountain, he directly rushed back to Xuandu City, and he also wanted to ask the Xuandu Grand Master if he knew who the iron card was from one to nine.

In fact, this matter has always been in his heart, especially after seeing that the old 'smash' is actually a stone monkey today, he is even more interested in this matter, wondering what kind of characters the 'seeds' were chosen by the six saints before him.

Yang Jian actually understood that the stone monkey was ranked before him, probably that iron plate was embedded in the spirit stone in ancient times, much earlier than him.

"Coming back?"

Xuandu stretched his waist, and his figure flashed in front of Yang Jian, looking at Yang Jian with a little novelty.

"Three lives and blue tricks?"

"Well," Yang Jian nodded in response, and before he could ask anything, Xuan Du had already come up and hugged Yang Jian's neck with one hand.

Archmage Xuandu smiled and said, "How about a discussion?" How about you give this exercise to your uncle, and your uncle will also pass on your earth-shattering ghostly powers?"

Yang Jian was a little speechless for a while.

This master is really a 'man of temperament', and he can be described as acting without scruples.

If you change to Taiyi Zhenren, if you want to ask for any exercises here, you will be a little hesitant and unspeakable, and a little arrogant......

"This mystic method is obtained from the master, and I should ask the master for permission before I can dedicate it to the master. ”

Yang Jian said quite politely, and Xuan Du suddenly showed a knowing smile, "Your teacher is so close to me, how can you not agree?" ”

"I'm not busy," Yang Jian grabbed the wrist of the Xuandu Archmage with his backhand, for fear that he would run away.

Xuandu Zhengse said: "Didn't you say it, I will take you to hunt for treasure and wait for these small fish outside to disperse; although the Four Spirit Realm can't make any big waves, we still have a master in our body, and we need to do our best to protect Xuandu City." ”

The fog spirit lord who was meditating couldn't help but open his eyes, and wanted to sneer at Xuandu and vent his anger after being despised in his heart, but he instantly lowered his head, lest he anger the two of them.

'What kind of uncle, uncle, obviously big and small bastards!'

Xuandu looked over with a smile, opened Yang Jian's left hand, and walked in front of the Mist Spirit Lord in two steps.

The Mist Spirit Lord slowly raised his head, his arm trembled slightly, and looked up at the Dao Sect Great Disciple standing in front of him.

The smile on Xuandu's lips seemed so terrifying to her.

"Senior nephew, in addition to passing on a magical power to you, I can also give you a quasi-holy realm protector, this is a good deal. ”

Before Yang Jian could say yes, Xuan Du suddenly slapped out a palm, hitting the forehead of the Mist Spirit Lord.

The Misty Spirit Lord's stunning face was filled with horror for a moment, and his body trembled like chaff.

Xuandu's palm didn't seem to have half of its strength, but when it was raised, it seemed to be pulling something out of thin air......

A small diamond-shaped gem slowly poked out of the corner of the fog spirit lord's smooth forehead, exuding a dazzling brilliance.

"Rao...... Spare me......"

The Misty Spirit Lord's big eyes were full of mist, and his pupils seemed to reflect the tragic fate he was about to endure.

Xuan Du was unmoved, his face was full of solemnity, and his fingers quickly drew a complicated circle array, and the circle circle narrowed leisurely, burrowing into the diamond-shaped gem on the forehead of the fog spirit lord.

As soon as the fog spirit lord's eyes closed, he passed out directly, but his body was still pulled by Xuandu's palm, and he was doing it cross-legged.

"Come on, the first drop of blood is on her core. ”

Yang Jian nodded, moved freely, walked in front of the Fog Spirit Lord, forced out a drop of blood from his fingertips, dripped it on the Fog Spirit Lord's forehead, and said in his mouth: "I want to ask the master one thing." ”

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"Regarding this iron card," Yang Jian took out the iron card he had obtained from the Xuangui Relic, "I want to know who the other eight are." ”

"Knowing this matter is not good for you, and there is no harm," Xuan Du smiled, seeing that Yang Jian's Xuan blood had entered the spirit core of the Fog Spirit Lord, he was amazed, "Eight or nine Xuan Gong is really powerful, this drop of your blood has given her great benefits." ”

Yang Jian didn't care about this, but asked, "Uncle Shi, I want to know who they are." ”

"I know a few of them, like your master. ”

"Master?" Yang Jian glared, his heart was shocked for a moment, and then he was a little relieved.

Master is one of them, which is actually not surprising, after all, Master has impacted the saint realm so many times, and it is natural that he was selected by the saint.

"Your master is the second person, and Senior Sister Yunxiao is the third person...... Think about it. ”

Xuandu pinched his fingers and calculated for a while, "Zhen Yuanzi is the fourth person, the little peacock of the Feng clan is the fifth person, the Void Bodhi of the Western Sect is the sixth person, and the Ao Fangtian of the Dragon Clan is the seventh person...... All I know is them. ”

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Master Bo Mo is the first person?"

"No, it's not," Xuandu glanced at Yang Jian and asked with a smile, "Guess who?" If you can guess it, your future cultivation path will be a little less twists and turns. ”

Yang Jian suddenly fell into the clouds, and after thinking about it, Guangchengzi and Duobao Dao people were all vetoed by him one by one.

The fog spirit lord who fell to the ground slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of despair and silence, and he hugged his head in some pain.

Yang Jian glanced down at her, "Uncle Shi, why do you have to let me take her as a slave?"

"Well, it's actually something that the teacher gave me back then, I was so busy with my practice that I forgot about it," Xuan Du stood with his hands in his hands and said indifferently, "Yang Jian, are you willing to take on the responsibility of the Daomen!"

Yang Jian shook his head, "Uncle Shi, you should talk about things first, although I am not old, I am also past the age of enthusiasm." ”

"It's really unteachable!" Xuandu looked distressed, and Yang Jian stood there with a smile, not getting oil and salt.

He didn't want to go to the path of the Xuandu Archmage at will.

"Uncle Shi should say first, who is the first person. ”

Xuandu seemed a little reluctant to mention this name, and was silent for a long time before sighing softly: "Demon Master Kunpeng." ”

Yang Jian's eyes widened, and he suddenly wanted to say something, but the words came to his lips and returned to nothing.

"Kunpeng is already a scourge of the flood, but it's a pity that he is very cunning and hasn't appeared for a long time. Back then, Kunpeng calculated the two lich clans, plotted to seize the luck of the Demon Emperor, killed the twelve ancestral witches one after another, and even attacked the Beizhou Xuan Turtle, turning Beiju Luzhou into a poisonous miasma......"

Xuandu was speechless and sighed with emotion, "The Six Saints chased and killed, but he fled in embarrassment, but with his own magical powers, he escaped with his life in the hands of the two Saints, and since then he has disappeared into the Sea of Chaos. ”“

"I've seen him. ”

Yang Jian said in a low voice, telling in detail about the incident when he went to save Lu Chunyang, Xuandu groaned for a while, and nodded lightly.

Then, Xuandu walked up to Yang Jian, raised his hand and patted Yang Jian's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Hurry up and practice, next time you see Kunpeng, try to stew it in a pot, please eat Kunpeng meat from your uncle." ”

The corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched.

And Xuandu added: "You are the ninth person, he is the first person, you are bequeathed by the turtle, he bears the resentment of the turtle, and there will be a battle in the underworld." ”

"Uncle Shi," Yang Jian sighed with a smile, "Let's go treasure hunting." ”

Xuandu instigated: "Didn't you say that you have to wait for the spirit clan outside to disperse, or you go out to kill for a while?"

Yang Jian really thought about it, and finally shook his head slowly, "That black spirit lord is too strong, I don't want to lose my life easily." ”

"Young people are so impulsive, how will they lead all the races in the chaos in the future and fight a strong enemy together?"

"Uncle, aren't you too...... Huh?"

Yang Jian seemed to have misheard something, and looked at Xuandu with suspicion.

Xuandu sneered, pointed at the Mist Spirit Lord, and took out a roll of yellow cloth in his arms, which turned out to be the Sage's inscription.

That's not unavoidable...... Too casual, right?

"I wanted to wait until you got the Dinghai Divine Bead and then tell you, since I said that I leaked my mouth, now read out the teacher's will, cough!" Xuandu took a breath, and the sage's text flowed out of the Taiqing Dao rhyme.

The change for a while caught people off guard, but Yang Jian reacted fairly quickly and immediately made a gesture.

"Daomen disciple Yang Jian obeys orders!"

Yang Jian had no choice but to kneel down on one knee, and Ao Xinke, who had been listening to the two of them chatting beside him, also quickly knelt beside Yang Jian at this time.

"Disciple waiting!"

The Grand Master of Xuandu said loudly: "Taiqing Laozi's law!"

"Yang Jian, a disciple of the teaching, did his best in the tribulation of the gods, made great contributions, and must not be rewarded, and specially gave Daomen and Daozang, elixir, to help Er's practice. ”

"Also, the great enemy of the Flood Desolation and the Ten Thousand Spirits is in front, and Yang Jian is specially ordered to enter the chaos, accept the Chaos Spirit Clan for the use of the Dao Gate, and defend the Flood Desolation. ”

"In order to make things happen, I will give the Taiqing Jade Order today, which can be used to control the disciples of the three sects of the Daomen and call the heavenly soldiers. ”

Xuandu finished reading it in one go, slowly closed the text, and a few streamers flew out of his sleeves, floating in front of Yang Jian.

Yang Jian frowned, and said in a low voice: "Please also ask the master to borrow the text from the disciple to take a look." ”

I was really scared by the Xuandu Archmage.

Xuandu scolded with tears and laughter: "Can I still trick you?" These are indeed arranged by the teacher, show you. ”

Yang Jian took the text and read it carefully, his face was a little ugly.

But when he saw a few things floating in front of him, his boredom eased a little.

A pot of sixteen Nine-Turn Golden Pills, a pot of eighteen Nine-Turn Spiritual Pills, and a storage immortal treasure, which was full of innate treasures, were several times richer than the treasures he had obtained in the Xuangui Relic.

But the jade plaque that was hollowed out in the middle and had a small Taiji Pisces swimming slowly made Yang Jian hesitate.

Temperate the disciples of the Dao Sect and call the heavenly soldiers at will......

Isn't this authority too much......