Thousands of miles away, the immortals confronted each other from afar, and the Jiepai Pass and more than a dozen Terran towns were all shrouded in cloudy clouds.

After the Sanqing Saint appeared, he disappeared immediately, connecting several of the strongest disciples of the Dao Sect, and it should be to go to the chaos outside the sky to compete in the law.

The saint can re-practice the wind, fire, water and soil, and can also drive the way of heaven and override the rules of the Tao, if he really fights in the land of the five continents of the flood wilderness, the slightest mistake, the five continents of the flood and the wilderness may cease to exist.

That's another realm of fighting.

Yang Jian stood on the top of a lonely mountain, and the earth within a radius of hundreds of miles was flooded with layers of waves, and it was frozen again......

This is the scene after he shot Yuan Hong into the ground and caused an impact on the land.

"Ran away?"

Yang Jian's divine sense searched underground, but Yuan Hong was completely nowhere to be found, snorted lightly, and didn't linger long.

Rushing back to the place where the immortals of the Sect gathered, several of the twelve golden immortals of the Sect were being protected inside, and they were each meditating to heal their injuries and recover from the injuries caused by the four swords of the Immortals.

Huanglong Dao was the least injured, and at this time, it was also the backbone of all the immortals present, and when he saw Yang Jian flying over, he took the initiative to greet him.

"Are you hurt?"

Yang Jian shook his head, "Has Uncle Shi ever been injured?"

"My life is very big," Huanglong Daoren laughed, "Come here, you have saved a lot of your fellow lives this time, and you deserve to be rewarded by your master." ”

"Let's talk about it after this battle. ”

Yang Jian went to check the injuries of the next few masters, wanting to see if he could help, and after turning around for half a circle, he found that he might as well sit in front of the formation to deter the sectarian immortals.

These sect interception immortals are considered to be leaderless at this time, and if they start a war at this time, they may be able to deal a heavy blow to the backbone of the sect interception.

But the Sect Immortal has no one who can give orders, unless Yang Jian takes the initiative to stand up and raise his arms, but Yang Jian ...... I don't have that fighting spirit anymore.

To them, the saint war is like a mortal watching the gods fight, and they can't help but feel a little powerless in their hearts.

Yang Jian closed his eyes and recuperated himself, adjusted his state to perfection, and responded to all changes without change.

Not long after, Taiyi Zhenren floated over in the clouds, sat next to Yang Jian, and also called Yang Jian back from his reverie.

"Worried about your master?"

"Well," Yang Jian nodded in agreement, "If the saint master fights a real fire...... Master has never been sanctified. ”

"The three masters shouldn't really fight to the death, the friendship of countless Yuan Guilds is there," Taiyi Zhenren raised his hand and tapped his chest a few times, and exhaled softly, "Now that the gods are in the Great Tribulation, the Holy Master is the disciples, and he has to fight the Fa to compare, such a catastrophe, where are you going?"

Yang Jian asked in a low voice, "Uncle Shi, how are you injured?"

"I can't die, the four swords of the Zhuxian are really domineering and live up to their reputation. ”

Taiyi pretended to smile easily, but couldn't help frowning, a little embarrassed in front of Yang Jian.

A few streams of light flew from the western sky, but they were the remaining few of the twelve golden immortals of the Sect, and the appearance of the saints alarmed them who were in retreat, and they all came out of the customs to come here to support.

There were more reinforcements on the side of the Interception Sect, but the ones who came were not many outstanding immortals in the Interception Sect, and there was not much threat.

At this time, the pressure borne by the Sect Interception Immortals was obviously much greater than that of the Sect Sect Immortals.

The Three Qing Fighting Method, the two saints of Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi Tianzun are obviously standing in the unified camp, and the Tongtian Sect Master is opposite the two saints, even if there is the Zhuxian Sword Array and the four major disciples to assist, it is not much chance to win simply in the face of the two saints.

What's more, Yuding Zhenren and Xuandu appeared, both of whom had the strength to fight with the saint to preserve their own strength, and joined forces with Guangchengzi......

No matter how it is calculated, the immortals of the sect all feel that their chances of winning are really not good.

At this time, the immortals had to think about what they should do if the sect leader was defeated.

And through this wordless panic, a few people kept spreading their voices among the sectarians, but they were pointing out a clear path to the west for some people who were not strong in the Dao.

There are people from the Western religion who fish in troubled waters and take advantage of the situation to secretly save people, but there is nothing surprising about it.

And the disciples at the top of the sect of the Dark Cloud Great Immortal, no one would take the initiative to ask them if they would change their religion, and they did not find any abnormalities among the disciples at this time.

"Uncle Shi, how long does it usually take for a saint to fight?" Yang Jian asked on the side.

"I don't know, the saints rarely make a move, or after becoming a saint, there are very few opportunities to make a move," Taiyi Zhenren shook his head, "Wait for this, it shouldn't be too long." ”

Yang Jian nodded and continued to meditate.

Half a day later, Taiyi Zhenren's face recovered a lot, and the red sperm who came here also supported the overall situation here, and he and Huanglong were relieved.

Taiyi Zhenren asked, "Yang Jian, has your master ever mentioned sanctification again?"

"I haven't heard Master mention ......" Yang Jian frowned and thought about it, and said in a deep voice, "Master, hasn't he given up yet?"

"If you want to give up the pursuit of the avenue, it's not easy to say," Taiyi Zhenren smiled freely, "Born for the Tao, died for the Tao, if you can't step into the top of the avenue, you will melt yourself into the avenue after you have no worries." This is the real monk, and the unknown nationality in the flood wilderness is because he does not fight with others, and he is a great way, and your master is such a person. ”

"Master, he ......"

Yang Jian looked at the copper tripod under the Yuanshen tree, if the master still has such a plan, he should return this tripod himself.

Said the one who could save Master's life at a critical moment.

Taiyi Zhenren smiled: "Are you worried about your teacher?"

"Although sanctification is Master's lifelong pursuit, he uses his life to win ......"

"If you don't have to go to Bo, how can you do what others can't do, how can you pick flowers and fruits that others can't choose," Taiyi Zhenren shook his head lightly, "You have relatives and friends, and you have too many worries, and you can't experience the realm of your master." ”

Yang Jian smiled bitterly and nodded, he really didn't think that there was any specific point in fighting for that uncertain and uncertain opportunity to become a saint.

In fact, he really wanted to ask his master, if the obsession of his life is to become holy, then what should he do after becoming holy?

There is no end to the road, and there is an end to the road.

Maybe one day, Yang Jian will also stand in front of the threshold of sanctification, if he can't protect the family if he doesn't step over, then he will really fight for his life.

It was not to pursue the Great Dao, but to pursue the power to protect the Dao, protect oneself, and protect the people around oneself.

If that's the case, he is lucky enough to cross the moat of preaching with strength, and he will not feel lonely for the rest of his life, and there is nothing to do......

"What is the teacher seeking?"

Yang Jian turned his head and asked, Taiyi Zhenren thought about it, and finally laughed.

"Indulge in wine and sing, outside the mountains and forests, cultivate the truth and seek the truth, and achieve enlightenment in one day. ”

Taiyi Zhenren smiled and sighed, "What I want is happiness in my heart, what I want is that my heart is clean, no one can deceive me, and my heart is free!"

"Uncle Shi is so arrogant!" Yang Jian gave a thumbs up, and Taiyi Zhenren immediately smiled happily.

Huanglong Daoist didn't know when he got behind the two of them, and said faintly: "What I ask for is the simplest, Senior Brother Taiyi, you can divide your mountain treasure house with me in thirty, and you can fulfill my wish for the rest of my life." ”

Taiyi Zhenren sneered, "Yun Zhongzi is the best at refining weapons, you can go to him to ask for it, why bother looking for me." ”

"This," Huanglong Daoren sat cross-legged next to Taiyi Zhenren and sighed, "I asked for three or four spiritual treasures before, but they were either lost or damaged, and no matter how thick-skinned the poor Dao was, he was embarrassed to ask for it." ”

Yang Jian: So, Uncle Huanglong, you have nothing to do with shouting so loudly!

Yun Zhongzi, who was healing not far away, chuckled when he heard this, sat on the futon and floated to the side of Huanglong Daoren, and said with a smile: "I have recently refined some gadgets, and there are too few disciples to use, so it is better for Huanglong to take them to play with them." ”

After that, a few treasures flew out of his sleeves, one spirit treasure and two immortal treasures, which can be regarded as a big deal.

"How embarrassing is this!" Huanglong Daoist grabbed the Lingbao short knife and held it in his hand with a squinting smile, "I invite you to drink another day." ”

Yun Zhongzi suddenly raised his beard and chuckled, obviously accustomed to the Huanglong Dao people like this.

Yang Jian was stunned as he watched from the sidelines, feeling that he was still ...... Too young......

The two figures flew up slowly, dodged Yang Jian, and went to their respective masters' sides, greeting their masters about their injuries, naturally Huang Tianhua and Wei Hu.

Yang Jianquan didn't see it, listened to Yun Zhongzi and Taiyi Zhenren talking about the scriptures there, and quietly waited for the result of the saint's battle.

At the Zhou army station, Xiao Lan and Princess Longji were sitting in the car, and the previous battle of the immortals and the sword formation of the immortals appeared, and the two of them really pinched a few cold sweats for Yang Jian.

Fortunately, Yang Jian survived, and even relied on the Taiji Diagram to resist the Zhuxian Sword Formation arranged by the four disciples of the Interception Sect, and that scene shocked the two of them.

"My brother has such courage, and I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing to enter the Heavenly Court as a marshal in the future," Princess Longji muttered worriedly.

Xiao Lan nodded lightly, "Mortals often say that the merit is high and the master is shocked, and it is also applicable to the Immortal Heavenly Court, Yang Jian, this guy is really too strong, and it will definitely cause a lot of jealousy." ”

"Well," Long Ji bowed his head slightly, "My brother and I had a night conversation before, and he said that he would return to the mountains after he became a god, and he didn't want to go to Heaven to mix in anything, so he should also have this consideration." ”

"When he was young, he wanted to return to the mountains and forests, and he was really 'old' enough. ”

Xiao Lan took the opportunity to mock a wave, and Long Ji was overwhelmed.

"It's just that he's not very ambitious, but that's great. ”

"If a man has no ambition, isn't it just like a woman who has no appearance?" Xiao Lan sat there with her arms crossed, remembering the awkward quarrel with Yang Jian before, and sulked again, "If I had Yang Jian's strength, I would have turned the heavenly court upside down a long time ago!"

Princess Longji patted her forehead, glanced at Xiao Lan with a smile, obviously wanted to say something, but didn't say anything.

Millions of Zhou troops were also waiting here, waiting for Yang Jian to return and step into the layers of 'earth waves' in front of him.

Huang Feihu rode a five-colored sacred cow to look at the top of a mountain, and felt quite weak when he saw the road ahead.

"This is the monk's fighting method......"

After sighing with emotion, he ordered the scouts to go forward to explore the path and search for the path that the army could travel.

He is such a handsome man in the world who has a bit of fairy style on his body, and he just needs to do his job well.

With a light sigh blending into the wind, Huang Feihu rode the five-colored sacred cow down the mountain slowly, it was getting late, and he had to go to settle the army and set up camp.

When the western sky was burning with fire and clouds, two Taoist rhymes suddenly came from the west, overwhelming, mysterious and profound, and the breeze between heaven and earth carried a little fragrance.

The immortals of the two sects stood up in unison to be on guard, but fortunately, these two breaths only swept over this place and suddenly disappeared.

The immortals hurriedly discussed, what did these two sage breaths that suddenly appeared and disappeared come from......

Soon, the immortals of the two sects remembered a rumor.

The Zhuxian Sword Formation cannot be broken unless it is the Four Saints.

Now the four saints are the same...... 2k reading web