The body was heavy as if it was filled with the soul of hardware, Yang Jian's consciousness was obviously awake, but his body still couldn't move a finger.

The previous successive battles and successive injuries, especially when resisting the Thousand Buddha Array, have obviously exceeded the current limit.

Really......

Yang Jian sighed softly, and in the end, he still failed to completely destroy Zhun Ti, and indeed left some troubles.

The sanctified Tianyan Daozi insisted on mentioning it, and it was indeed a little difficult for him to kill Tianyan Daozi.

However, the sanctification of Tianyan Daozi is indeed a good thing for Hong Huang, this guy can be regarded as the will of Tiandao, he only wants to protect Hong Huang, and under all conditions, he will maintain the position of Tiandao.

The reason why Tianyan Daozi is very close to him is that he only thinks that Yang Jian has the potential to be a general, and he wants to 'stabilize' Yang Jian, not that he really has a good relationship with Yang Jian.

'Great Avenue Sage ......'

Tianyan Daozi became holy, and the pattern of the flood was also changed.

Yang Jian had been worried that the Buddhist sect would not be able to fall out before, but now that there is Tianyan Daozi to supervise it, he doesn't have to worry about this.

The Sanqing Master Ancestor can be more relaxed, Tianyan Daozi should have been in charge of the Heavenly Dao again, maybe if he goes back to Kunlun Mountain now, he can still see Yuan Shi Tianzun.

In the battle of the capital city, Buddhism was beheaded by more than 100 masters, but the underworld was still in a worrying situation.

After recuperating from his injuries, he was not in a hurry to return to the Chaos Sea, anyway, there were four fairies over there, and Yang Jian spent most of his time in retreat.

Instead, he can go to Tianyan Daozi to discuss, borrow the Chaos Bell and use it, and give him more opportunities to practice......

His consciousness gradually became clearer, and although Yang Jian's body could not move, his consciousness and spirit had almost recovered.

A wisp of divine sense poked out of his body, and Yang Jian saw himself lying on a bed.

Who put the quilt on him? Who was worried that he would not be able to get typhoid fever?

This young man doesn't look bad, does he......

The blood stains on his body had been cleaned up, and his long hair seemed to have been carefully groomed, and it was spread smoothly on the bed.

If it weren't for the Adam's apple, the bridge of the nose, and the angular attributes of his face, Yang Jian would almost think that it was Yaoji or Xiaochan who grew up lying on the bed.

Eighty-nine Xuangong is such a powerful exercise, and since he has practiced so far, how can he not see how much masculinity he has added?

Yang Jian was inevitably a little disappointed in his heart.

The divine consciousness swept over, and the warmth in my heart flowed slowly, and I suddenly felt that my hardship was worth it.

The two girls snuggled up to the bed and meditated, both looking a little tired, but neither of them allowed themselves to completely sink into the practice.

Yang Jian looked at it for a while, his body seemed to have just woken up, a slight warm current flowed in his body, and his strength gradually began to recover.

The two of them seemed to be really tired, so they kept sitting, snuggled and slowly fell asleep.

He wanted to give them two places, but he heard Xiao Chan'er say dreamily: "Yaya, has Hou Tu Niang Niang returned?"

"I went back...... I was so tired when my mother was here, I didn't dare to speak......"

"Yaya, aren't you just a mother?" Xiao Chan'er yawned.

"It's ...... Well...... I can't say that it's really, it's probably plausible," Liuya pursed her lips, "Niangniang stopped here for an extra month, and I think I also care about Brother Yang Jian." ”

Yang Xiaochan giggled a few times, but did not answer, but changed the topic.

"They said that Niangniang will become a saint in the near future, will we have two saints Niangniang as backers in the future?"

Liuya blinked and snorted softly, "How can a saint have your brother, don't you still think about it often, if only you weren't your brother's sister?"

Yang Xiaochan's face turned red, and her two small claws attacked the bulging skirt of the six girls' clothes.

Liuya fought back, and the experience of mixing in the cultivation world in her early years made Liuya different from Yang Xiaochan, a fairy raised in the mountains, Yang Xiaochan was just pretending, and Liuya's side was very accurate.

The dishes are flying lightly, and the young man knows that the adult is worried.

Yang Jian watched it for a while, then chose to completely close the six senses and fell asleep quietly.

Although his six roots are not pure, he can't always look at and listen to everything.

This time it should have been two days of sleep, and when Yang Jian woke up again, the Xuanqi Xuangang in his body had been completely full, his spirit was complete, and his perception of his own avenue was also a little deeper, and the Xuanhuang body seemed to have taken a big step forward.

Liuya and Xiaochan'er shrank at the end of the bed and fell asleep, Yang Jian got up silently, slowly put on the robe on the side, and put them in a normal lying position with Xuan Qi, and then took the door and walked out of the attic.

The attic was built on a high platform in the corner of the city, and it was supposed to have been moved from somewhere else, and when you look around, you can see that all parts of the city have regained some 'vitality'.

Before the Great War of Xudu, the ghost cultivators and ghost spirits in the city of Xudu were all ingested into the six reincarnation disks, and they were put back into the city at this time.

After going around to the attic, looking at the position of the six reincarnation disks and the ten halls of Yama, directly below the six reincarnation disks is a towering minaret, the tower is divided into eighteen layers, naturally it is eighteen layers of hell.

Quasi-......

Yang Jian looked at the railing for a while, as if he noticed that Yang Jian had woken up, and a Daodao figure flew up in the city of Xudu, rushing to this place in all directions.

Among them, there were twelve bare heads that were the most popular, and Yang Jian saw these twelve commanders from a distance.

I don't know why, after 1,800 witches were transplanted with spirit cores, although their strength increased greatly, their hair no longer grew.

The witch women also have some love for beauty, and Yang Jian has also thought of a way for these nine hundred witches before, but in the end, they can only die without a problem.

The Twelve Commanders came the fastest, knelt down on one knee in the air, and shouted in unison: "Second Master!"

"Well, where are the others?"

"Waiting for the order of the second master outside the city, the black lord came yesterday with a million spirit troops, and he has engaged the Buddhist soldiers. ”

Blackie is here too?

"Except for the Black Lord, who has come?"

"And General Hop. ”

Yang Jian finally nodded with reassurance, now that the shelf in the Sea of Chaos is too big, if Ao Xinke hears that he is injured, he is in a hurry to rush back, and he can't tell what chaos will happen over there.

The Twelve Commanders added, "The Master Mother is on her way back, and she should be able to arrive later today." ”

Yang Jian shook his head and sighed lightly, but it was not difficult to see from the smile on his face that he was quite relieved that Ao Xinke could come.

The ghosts of the Yin Division, up to the Ten Palaces of Yan Jun, down to the commander of the ghost soldiers, gathered hundreds of people, and knelt straight down when they reached the high platform.

King Qin Guang shouted loudly: "Thank you Zhenjun for your righteous help, the underworld will be protected, and the land of the great virtue will not be bullied by Buddhism!"

All the Yin Si belonged to this chant, and all the ghosts who heard this long cry all over the capital city bowed down to the high attic.

"Everyone, hurry up," Yang Jian turned sideways, not receiving such a big gift, "You are all people who are virtuous and virtuous in the underworld, I just did what I could, not so." ”

King Qin Guang wanted to say more, Yang Jian raised his hand and helped these guys up.

Without waiting for them to say anything, Yang Jian said: "I will live in the underworld for a while, help the underworld recapture the underworld occupied by the Buddhist soldiers, and clear the remnants of the sea of blood." If you have anything else I need to do, just let me know. ”

"True Monarch...... I'll wait...... I'm ashamed. ”

"It doesn't have to be like this," Yang Jian said with a smile, "I am very well taken care of by my mother, and I should do these things." ”

On the side, King Chu Jiang sighed and said in a low voice: "It's because I don't have enough magical powers, and I can't even keep my mother." Zhenjun, Buddhism was beaten by Zhenjun, if they secretly calculate in the future...... Zhenjun, please be careful. ”

Yang Jian nodded solemnly.

Indeed, for the sake of safety, it was indeed time for him to take his mother to the Black Spirit Country.

It's just that Yao Ji doesn't seem to want to make trouble for him, and she has mentioned these things before, but Yao Ji refused, so she lives in Meishan.

Except for Yaoji and Xiao Chan'er, there are indeed not many other places that can be calculated to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian said: "Rest assured, today's flood does not have to be ...... I heard my sister say that my mother was sanctified......"

"The mother didn't go into too much detail about this matter, but only said that she would have to retreat for a long time. ”

Yang Jian nodded, that Hongmeng purple qi should have been given to Houtu by Tianyan Daozi.

Anyway, this can be regarded as a kind of compensation for the heavy losses of the Netherworld.

There was a slight movement in the turtle belt, Yang Jian froze for a moment, and then his face was a little depressed.

The surrounding Yin Si people hurriedly spoke, but they didn't know what they said wrong, and they didn't know what happened to Yang Jian suddenly, so they had to look at each other in the end.

"Everyone, if you have nothing to do, go back separately," Yang Jian waved his hand, with the intention of chasing away guests, "Twelve commanders, you take all the departments to help the Black Country Lord and listen to her orders." ”

"Whoa!"

The twelve commanders replied in unison, got up and quickly rushed out of the city, not much worse than flying away.

"If you have any orders, please send someone to inform us. ”

"I'll take my leave. ”

"Zhenjun, farewell. ”

Yang Jian suddenly said, "Wait a minute." ”

glanced at the lantern that had been tossed by the eagle to the point of being inhuman, grabbed the lantern from the gem where the turtle belt stored the living creatures, and casually sealed his mud palace pill.

Yang Jian threw the lamp over, "Take it to the eighteenth layer of hell for interrogation, how many things can be asked, write down everything." ”

"Yes, Zhenjun rest assured. ”

A group of Yin Si tribesmen immediately gritted their teeth, eager to directly tear this ancient Buddha alive.

Burning the lamp was already a mermaid at this time, and Yang Jian didn't bother to interrogate what the lamp was, because asking again was just some dirty tricks that he already knew.

It's not impossible to vent your emotions to the Yin Division.

Not long after, outside the pavilion of the high platform, only Yang Jian was left standing there, looking at the wonders of the six reincarnation disks, but his mood was inexplicably a little dull.

In the Xuan Turtle Belt, in the corner where the weapons were stored, a dull roar continued to enter Yang Jian's body.

It seemed to be an injured and dying beast, whispering something to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian sealed the attic with Xuan Gang, so that this place could only be walked out from the inside out, so as not to disturb the sleep of the two of them.

Then, Yang Jian left behind a cloud of mystery, which was arranged into a line of small characters, and his body swayed with the wind, gradually heading towards the zenith of the netherworld.

The little print reads: 'I will go to the wilderness for a few days.' ’

I don't know what happened.