The universe is broken, and the Tao is annihilated.

This is not the situation of a saint's fighting method, it is just that Yang Jian is practicing in the illusion of the mirage void.

Cultivation is not just about sitting down and enlightening, for a physical body cultivator like Yang Jian who needs to fight, combat experience is also very important.

The appearance of the mirage dragon just made up for the shortcomings of Yang Jian's cultivation that was too short, and the mirage racked his brains to conceive one after another strong people who had appeared in this chaotic sea, and under Yang Jian's compulsion, he conceived one supernatural power after another, constantly feeding Yang Jian.

After a year and a half of such magical practice, the mirage finally couldn't hold it anymore and cried and begged for mercy.

It was really exhausting to conceive of these illusions, but each illusion could not last a few rounds in Yang Jian's hands, and after a year and a half, the mirage dragon felt that his primordial spirit was a little atrophied.

Yang Jian was a little unsatisfied, but it was not good to squeeze the mirage too much.

After staying in the Spirit Gathering Array for a few months, Yang Jian gradually felt that if he absorbed the innate golden qi again, the undefeated golden body would have to become enlightened on his own, and finally stopped this 'project'.

The little eagle continued to run out to hunt for food, and by the way, he was looking for some spirit cores of powerful and fierce beasts for Yang Jian to come back; Mirage Kong did not strongly ask him to retreat here, and he could also help Yang Jian guard this retreat place, so as not to be occupied by others.

Yang Jian returned to the Black Spirit Kingdom and got along with his three ladies for half a year.

Before Feng Wu first got married, Yang Jian's time with her alone added up to very little, and now it has been made up.

In fact, what is the relationship between men and women, love and hate, the two who are married respect each other on weekdays, and when no one is around, they are like glue, and they are gradually affectionate.

The Black Spirit Nation has now garrisoned more than 10 million troops outside the Flood Wilderness, and hundreds of Spirit Clan masters above the Quasi-Saint Realm have been transferred over, which is enough to deal with the possible mutations in the Flood Wilderness.

As long as the war breaks out in the Flood Desolation, the Black Spirit Kingdom will continue to send a large number of masters and soldiers and horses, mobilizing half of the power of the Chaos Sea in the shortest possible time to fight to the death with the minions of those supreme strongest.

Princess Longji did help a lot after coming here, and she was also entrusted with important tasks by Ao Xinke, and she was very busy every day.

Yang Jian met with her, and saw that although Long Ji was busy and tired, he was much happier than when he saw her before, and he was also relieved of her.

Finally, it's not nosy.

In the past six months, Yang Jian has not only kissed me and me with the three ladies, but he is also contemplating the eight or nine Xuangong.

The undefeated golden body is ahead of the eighty-nine Xuangong, and now it can be sanctified at any time; if the eighty-nine Xuangong wants to reach this realm, I don't know how many years of arduous enlightenment it will take.

Yang Jian rarely came back, Xiao Lan and Feng Wu were arranged by Ao Xinke to accompany Yang Jian every day, and Ao Xinke could only take the time to come over, after all, he had to be in charge of the huge Black Spirit Country.

And among Yang Jian's three virtuous helpers, Ao Xinke also has the style of being the 'eldest sister', which makes Yang Jian feel quite at ease.

Although he was far away outside the Xuandu City, he couldn't hide the wind and grass in the wilderness.

Xiao Lan has secretly set up a monitoring network for the flood wilderness, and there are thousands of overhauls from the flood wilderness lurking all over the flood wilderness, continuously gathering information from all over the country for the Black Spirit Country, and secretly searching for the strongest man's subordinates.

The Three Realms of the Flood and Desolation are still so peaceful, except for the fact that Beihai has been continuously increased by the Heavenly Court, there is no other movement.

With the Monkey King of Huaguo Mountain canonized as the Monkey King by the Heavenly Court, the demon clan began to be extremely active, constantly invading and harassing the secular world of Nanzhou and Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Heavenly Court turned a blind eye to this, just waiting for the demon clan to 'be happy and sad'.

Sun Wukong's life is unusually comfortable, in the heavenly palace in the name of the Monkey King everywhere to show off his might, all kinds of immortals also give him a little courtesy, to avoid any gap with him.

What surprised Yang Jian a little was that this monkey actually took the initiative to find the three sect interception immortals who had been beaten before to make amends, so he mixed with the sect interception immortals and drank every day for fun.

Heavenly Court didn't expect that Sun Wukong had made good friends in Heavenly Court, and the position of Heavenly Court was a god, whether he took the initiative to find it, or happened to meet it, he and Sun Wukong drank at the same table.

However, after a year or two, the immortals became familiar with Sun Wukong, and many of the immortals who were eager for justice and righteousness were even called brothers and sisters with Sun Wukong......

Among them, there is Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth......

It was night, the frost outside the window, the warm pavilion was a little cold, but the men and women on the bed still had a fiery afterglow that had not yet dissipated.

Yang Jian hugged the delicate body of the phoenix girl, his heart was empty, and he was quietly distracted.

Feng Wu asked softly: "Husband, the peach banquet is coming, is the husband also going to leave to return to the flood wilderness?"

"Hmm," Yang Jian nodded lightly, his mind turned, his palm gently patted her smooth back, as if he was playing with the beautiful jade, and asked with a chuckle: "I have always forgotten to ask you, do Xinke and Lan'er bully you on weekdays?"

"The two sisters are very good to me," Feng Wu's bright eyes were a little lonely and lonely, "but I didn't miss my husband, and I didn't dare to talk to the two sisters, for fear of arousing their lovesickness." ”

"In the rest of the period, I will try to be by your side as much as possible," Yang Jian said in a gentle voice, "Now that my cultivation has reached the barrier, all that remains is enlightenment or chance, but there is no need to practice penance and retreat." ”

Feng Wu hurriedly said: "Husband still puts big things first, Feng Wu just complains a few words, how dare you delay her husband's cultivation?"

"Okay, let's not talk about this," Yang Jian suddenly came to his senses again, and his palms began to climb over the mountains and mountains, provoking Feng Wu to make a few noises.

It's the spring night again, and it's hard to fall in love with Mo Dao.

Waiting for Xiao Lan to take some snacks cooked by Yao Ji into her arms, the spring in this warm pavilion is even better, and it also makes Yang Jian nostalgic for a while......

The peach banquet is about to start, and Yang Jian is not in a hurry.

He is now probably completely convinced that the two catastrophes of Fengshen and Journey to the West that appeared in the flood famine, if he didn't interfere, he would go on according to the script he knew.

When he was a god, Yang Jian wanted to take advantage of the situation, but he had to calculate and stir up the situation.

And in this Journey to the West disaster, Yang Jian actually had very few places to intervene, and it only made the monkey slightly stronger than the original monkey, so that people from all walks of life would not be too tired from acting.

How to make trouble at the peach banquet, it is estimated that it is still how to make trouble.

I can't see any good things when I go in advance, Yang Jian and the day when the peach banquet starts will pass.

And this time I went to the Pan Tao Banquet, at the insistence of Ao Xinke, Yang Jian dragged his family and brought Feng Wu and Xiao Lan with him.

This is actually outside of Yang Jian's plan, this time he wants to take advantage of the peach banquet to observe whether there are any spies planted by the strongest in the Heavenly Court, not just to play in the past.

But after thinking about it, he had never taken Feng Wu and Xiao Lan out for a walk, so he nodded and agreed.

The two of them may also be secretly competing, focusing on dressing up, this one is wearing fairy clothes and feather clothes, and the other is going to wear a neon dress and a spirit hairpin, and then it has been changed several times, not counting running over to ask Yang Jian, 'How is this', Yang Jian was dazzled.

Ao Xinke's position can't be shaken, and Xiao Lan and Feng Wu can only secretly compete for who is the most favored in the backyard of Yang Mansion.

Finally, Yang Jian pulled Ao Xinke, the 'eldest woman', over, Ao Xinke said a few words, and the two of them immediately honestly changed into the same neon dress, and their hair accessories were slightly different.

For a few hours on Mosuo, Yang Jian gave guidance to the two of them in their cultivation, especially Xiao Lan, whose cultivation realm even had a faint tendency to regress.

Originally, Yang Jian wanted to be low-key, but with two charming and stunning fairies, it was impossible not to attract attention.

According to the rules, Yang Jianxian Xiao Lan and Feng Wu went to Kunlun Mountain to meet many elders in the door, and worshiped the statue of the Sanqing Patriarch.

The difference is that when Ao Xinke was brought by Yang Jian before, all the teachers and uncles in the door gave treasures and gifts, but this time, it was Xiao Lan and Feng Wu who wanted to give some precious treasures and spiritual roots in the Chaos Sea to several uncles and uncles, and kept saying that this was specially instructed by the 'sister in the family'.

It's also a bit different from the past.

Then Yang Jian drove the clouds and flew to the West Kunlun Yaochi with the two ladies, and saw the glow in the sky from a distance.

This should be the grandest Pan Tao Immortal Meeting.

Although Yang Jian couldn't remember the names of so many monks, he also returned the salute one by one and treated people humbly.

And the queen mother waited by the Yao Pond, and the seven fairies came out to greet her, which also gave Yang Jian and his wife enough face.

This should be the first meeting between Yang Jian and the Queen Mother, and he saw a twenty-seven or eight-year-old fairy standing next to the Yaochi Immortal Pond from a distance, although he has a bit of majesty, but he can also overwhelm all beings.

The more complete the monk's Taoist mind, the more 'approachable' the appearance will be.

This queen mother's cultivation is obviously not weak, and under the deliberate gestures, Yang Jian is also a little like a spring breeze.

Yang Jian's position was arranged very forward, almost on the side of the queen mother's throne; when the immortals who were originally seated saw Yang Jian coming, they all got up to salute, and Yang Jian gave his hand all the way, and his smile gradually stiffened in the end.

The home of the Pan Tao Club is in the Immortal Pavilion next to the Yao Pond, and thousands of seats are arranged around the Yao Pond, there are more fairies around to take care of it, and there are 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals guarding the periphery.

The fairy music swirled, the fairies danced, the fairy light on the Yao Pond was swirling, and the wind blowing was full of fairy breath.

There are also heavenly masters' practices, heavenly blessings, rituals and sacrifices, and so on.

Yang Jian sat in the center, and the two ladies knelt on one left and one right, pouring wine for Yang Jian's dishes, and serving envy to others.

The banquet has not officially started yet, and the Pan Tao Immortal Banquet will start in half a day, and there must be many immortals at Yang Jian's table who come to toast and greet him, I am afraid that the limelight will overshadow the Queen Mother.

But Yang Jian was not worried at all.

Because a moment ago, Yang Jian's divine sense had already captured a monkey hair.

It is in the peach orchard next to the side of Yao Pond, falling with the wind......

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