Yang Jian has been in the flood famine for several years, and he has the feeling of 'knowing later', but he still can't see through the layers of fog around Yan Daozi's body this day.

The four uncles and uncles did their calculations, but they didn't deduce the slightest clue, and they couldn't even be sure if the Chaos Bell had really appeared.

Archmage Lingbao, who had never spoken much, asked, "Then, senior nephew, do you think this person is friend or foe with me?"

Friend or foe?

Yang Jian recalled the face-to-face situation with Tianyan Daozi, and shook his head: "I can't tell ......."

He wanted to talk about the things of the Wuchen Realm together, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

I can't say, it's hard to say.

Taiyi Zhenren: "This person has a Chaos Bell in his hand, and he can't control it unless he is a saint, so be careful." That Zhao Gongming's life should not be extinguished today, and Manjushri didn't have the ability, so he discussed a sneak attack with others, and there was a master with a Chaos Bell in his hand to suppress the formation, and he even let Zhao Gongming run away...... Tut. ”

"Senior Brother Taiyi," Huanglong Daoren grimaced, "Don't spread your words like this." ”

"What are you afraid of," Taiyi Zhenren smiled disapprovingly.

The battle of the gods, at this time, Taiyi Zhenren's combat exploits are unique, and Shiji Niangniang was sent to the god list, and it is natural that he is more confident.

Yang Jian originally wanted to discuss Jiang Shang with Uncle Taiyi, but at this time, Huang Long and others were there, and he couldn't speak, so he had the idea of saying goodbye and leaving.

Huanglong Daoren said with a smile: "Our four senior brothers are talking about the Tao before, so it is better for the senior nephew to listen a little, and wait for your master to reply." ”

Such a good thing, of course Yang Jian will not refuse.

Taiyi Zhenren threw over a futon, and Yang Jian sat down at the bottom of the four real people, holding his breath and concentrating, quietly listening to the lectures of the four contemporary powerful and supernatural people.

Shaoqing, fluttering in the realm of Taoism, Miao Miao in the forest of mysteries.

Yang Jian was immersed in it, and he had his own Taoist understanding, and he didn't notice the passage of time.

Suddenly, I heard a call: "Senior nephew Yang Jian, senior nephew, wake up! Your senior uncle asked us to go to the Yuxu Palace together to discuss this matter." ”

"Huh?" Yang Jian opened his eyes in a trance, and saw that the four middle-aged male immortals were smiling maliciously at him, and the hairs on his body stood up.

got up, and heard Taiyi Zhenren say that Guangchengzi was waiting for them in Yuxu Palace.

Yang Jian asked again, and it was really the Manjushri Taoist who went to the Yuxu Palace to sue Yang Jian, saying that Yang Jian had saved Zhao Gongming, a sect member of the sect, in his hands, and wanted to ask Yang Jian about the crime of apostasy.

"Master and nephew put their hearts in their stomachs, although they will go back with us," Huang Longzhen's face was quite unsightly, "I want to see who dares to say that you are apostasy today." If you don't accept it, you will pass the level of your master and me first!"

Yang Jian nodded gratefully, originally relaxed, and didn't pay attention to Manjushri's 'small report'.

The four real people traveled, which attracted pieces of auspicious clouds.

They were not in a hurry, they took Yang Jian to fly to Kunlun Mountain in the clouds, and their own breath was not hidden, which shocked many immortals in Zhongshenzhou.

Half an hour later, Kunlun Immortal Mountain was in sight, and Yang Jian still had the leisure to enjoy the surrounding scenery.

Taiyi Zhenren suddenly spoke to Yang Jian and asked, "Did you really not see Manjushri at first, or did you see it, but pretended not to see it?"

"I didn't see it," Yang Jian replied frankly, without the slightest guilt in his heart.

There's nothing to feel guilty about.

The smile on the corner of Taiyi Zhenren's mouth was inexplicably profound, and he nodded, casting an approving look at Yang Jian.

Hearing Huang Long laugh, "Oh, your master is here too." ”

Yang Jian's spirit was shocked, and he looked ahead, but saw several figures standing there waiting in front of the immortal palace hidden in the mist on Kunlun Mountain.

Yuding Zhenren is among them, as well as Uncle Red Sperm and Uncle Daoxing Tianzun.

Yang Jian's waist straightened up suddenly, with the master here, what was he afraid of!

"Master," Yang Jian saluted forward, and Yuding Zhenren nodded slightly, pulling him to his side with his mana.

Although he didn't say a word, Yuding Zhenren's deep eyes and slightly cold face seemed to be saying two words to Yang Jian......

'Don't be afraid. ’

Seven of the twelve golden immortals entered the main hall of the Jade Void Palace side by side.

Hundreds of people have gathered in the hall, the second and third generations are all in this list, and when they saw seven real people coming in at the same time, they immediately got up and saluted, and many people were secretly relieved.

Yang Jian continued to say to all the uncles and uncles around him, and all the immortals in the sect also smiled kindly, and the peers also returned the salute to Yang Jian.

There is a white jade statue in the main hall of the Yuxu Palace, which is the image of a saint, and it is also the embodiment of the preaching and preaching of the Dharma by the Yuan Shi Tianzun and his disciples.

When they got closer, the seven real people made a gesture to the jade statue, and Yang Jian followed suit, and shouted with the master:

"Meet the teacher. ”

"Meet the Master. ”

There were more than a dozen futons under the white jade statue, and Guang Chengzi and an old man with dry bones sat there.

Guang Chengzi doesn't need to go into details, he is a scribe, quite a city government, and he is also the real person in charge of the teaching, and the old man next to Guang Chengzi really wants to make a table.

Look at him:

The face is solemn and unconcerned, and a green light accompanies him.

Burn the lamp!

He was the deputy head of the Interpretation Sect, and he also betrayed the Interpretation Sect in the War of the Gods, and went to the Western Sect as the deputy sect leader.

Taiyi also said before that Manjushri, Fuxian, Fear Liusun, and Cihang, the four twelve golden immortals, all mean to honor the lamp.

But at this time, the seven people who walked in front of Yang Jian were all constrained by the senior brother Guangchengzi, and they seemed to have formed two factions in the exposition.

"I've seen Senior Brother, I've seen Deputy Sect Master. ”

"I've seen the master uncle, and I've seen the deputy sect leader. ”

Seven real people saluted, Guang Chengzi got up to return the salute, and the lamp was just sitting there because he was a generation taller, not moving, and his eyelids were not raised.

Manjushri and the others also need to get up, after all, this is in the eyes of the saint, and Yuan Shi Tianzun values these again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please take a seat. ”

Guang Chengzi made a gesture of please, and Chi Jingzi, Huang Long, Taiyi, Lingbao Archmage, Dao Xing Tianzun, and Qingxu Daode Zhenjun went to the empty futon beside Guang Chengzi in turn and took their seats.

And Yuding Zhenren stood there with Yang Jian, motionless.

Guang Chengzi said: "Senior Brother Yuding, why don't you sit?"

"Senior brother summoned all the senior brothers, but to judge my apprentice?" Yuding Zhenren's words were a little cold.

Guang Chengzi didn't care at all, and said with a smile: "Why do you say that the interrogation is true? It's just that Senior Brother Manjushri is resentful, so he invited all the junior disciples and other disciples to come and ask Yang Jian about Zhao Gongming. Master Yang Jian's nephew is my disciple of the teaching, he has excellent talent, profound mana, and is deeply loved by the teacher, who dares to judge him?"

Manjusri, who was sitting on the side, snorted coldly, and turned his face away, quite unhappy.

Yuding Zhenren nodded, didn't say anything, and sat next to Taiyi Zhenren.

Yang Jian stood there by himself, smiling, straightening his chest, and there was no tension in him, no pressure at all.

After Yuding Zhenren sat down, Fuxian Zhenren, who was sitting next to Manjusri, asked slowly: "Senior nephew Yang Jian, then Zhao Gongming, did you really save it in the hands of Senior Brother Manjushri?"

Yang Jian just blinked, and before he could answer, Taiyi Zhenren on the side said: "Is there anyone else who doesn't know about this matter? ”

Tsk, as soon as this came up, the smell of gunpowder was very strong.

"That being the case," Manjushri looked at Yang Jian, "should you admit this apostasy or not?"

"Apostasy?" Yang Jian hurriedly spoke, don't let Master Taiyi speak, lest there be a real fight later.

Yang Jian looked puzzled: "Master Manjushri said that I was apostatized, how did I apostatize? This crime is too great, and the master and nephew really dare not listen to the orders of the master and answer indiscriminately." My life is small, but my reputation is great. I have to be protected by my master to learn a skill, and welcome back my mother in the heavenly court, where do I have two hearts for my ancestors, my master, and my teachings?"

Manjushri scolded: "What you said is beautiful, just now in that void, I beat Zhao Gongming, who intercepted the sect, to a serious injury, and was just about to send him to the god list, why did you suddenly appear to stop him and save him!"

"Master Manjushri, this matter is really a misunderstanding!" Yang Jian shouted that he was wronged, "I was wandering around, but suddenly I felt that there was a great power to fight, and I thought about going to observe and observe, so I went to the outside world. ”

Yang Jian didn't mention the bell, nor did he mention the sword light.

Just the way:

"But as soon as I arrived outside the sky, watching the battle from thousands of miles away, I saw a Taoist man covered in blood rushing over in the sky. The ancestor is above, all the uncles and uncles, I am cultivating the physical body, and everyone knows that the power of the primordial gods is not strong at all, and I didn't have time to react at all......"

"As soon as this person shouted, 'Master and nephew save me', I didn't recognize who he was, I thought it was our sect man. And he saw the Taoist who was chasing him, with a lewd appearance, hunchbacked, and lame. Master Taiyi often teaches, and his face is born from the heart, I don't think this guy is like a good person, so I immediately took action to save the person who called my nephew. ”

"I didn't think about it, as soon as I caught this person, Master Manjushri suddenly appeared and gave me a sword, and the person also shot at the same time, cooperating with Master Bo...... It's also very tacit. ”

Yang Jian shook his head and sighed, "If I don't resist, I will die there, and I have to resist the attack of the lower master and the evil demon." I didn't think that as soon as I stopped here, the two fairies of the sect had already come......"

Although many people knew about this, when they heard Yang Jian say it, they felt that Yang Jian had not done anything wrong.

What is rare is that Yang Jian immediately came to the rescue just because of the sentence 'master and nephew save me', which is really not easy.

Red sperm said: "I think Yang Jian's nephew has done this reasonably and reasonably, and there is no need to pursue it more." ”

"How can you not be investigated?" Manjushri said coldly, "Yang Jian, you really didn't see me at that time?"

"I really didn't see Uncle Shi, but I really caught Zhao Gongming, who was covered in blood, and I saw Uncle Shi standing in the distance," Yang Jian frowned, arched his hand to Manjushri, and persuaded: "Uncle Shi listens to me, that lame Taoist is not a serious Taoist at first glance, it is better for Uncle Shi to be cautious in making friends." ”

"You!" Manjushri scolded, "It's really superficial! That is the Divine Dragon who can't see the head and the end of the Lu Pressure Daojun! ”

"Lu Press?" Yang Jian sighed lightly, "It turned out to be him, this is really not a serious Taoist...... Manjushri doesn't know what he's doing?"

Manjushri then said: "In this desolation, who knows that he is following his feet? This powerful person has attained ancient Taoism, and his skills are unpredictable, he is really a master outside the world!"

"Not really, not really," Yang Jian shook his head, amazed, "If you are really a master, why do you act with your uncle, but you can't kill me, a disciple of our three generations of teaching?"

"Huh!" Huanglong Dao couldn't help but chuckle.

Yang Jian seemed to be saying that Lu Zhudao people were not good, but in fact, he was satirizing Manjushri's lack of Taoism.

But on the contrary, the results of the battle were there, and Manjushri really couldn't refute it. If he said that he was just in a hurry at that time, and did not use all his strength, he would be even more ridiculed for being so serious with his juniors.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing that Manjushri was speechless, Taiyi Zhenren stroked his palms and laughed, and Guangchengzi also chuckled.

Many immortals below were also smiling, and they also had some admiration for Yang Jian's mouth.

How could Yang Jian let go of the pit that he had dug for Manjushri with great difficulty?

New hatred and old hatred, liquidated today!

Yang Jian arched his hand, with regret on his face, and sighed: "Uncle Manjushri, I know the heels of the Lu Dao people very clearly. Does Uncle Shi know about the Jinwu clan?"

The immortals couldn't help but listen, and when Manjushri heard Yang Jian say the word 'golden crow', the corners of his eyebrows jumped slightly.