Six reincarnations, living beings are in order.

Six reincarnations, the true spirit reciprocates.

Two avenues that are similar but not the same, two gradually overlapping rhymes.

In the middle of the sea of blood, in the glow of the sun, the two figures seemed to gradually become one, the sound of ghosts crying everywhere in the netherworld was endless, and the edge of the sea of blood set off shocking waves.

Yin and Yang reversed from time to time, and the power of the Heavenly Dao was directly forced back into the land of the Sea of Blood.

The karmic fire turned into white snakes, constantly rotating around the two figures, and under the calm surface of the lake, a six-way reincarnation disk dripping blood everywhere was slowly rising.

Correspondingly, countless phantoms were condensed from the sky.

The phantoms overlapped, and under the traction of the power of the six reincarnations, they returned to their roots, and gradually returned to one.

Together, the two figures standing face to face, the four jade hands were pressed together, as if there was a shallow mirror in it.

"To you. ”

"Belong to one. ”

I couldn't tell whether it was Houtu or Liuya's voices, and the two lights like stars slowly rose, and the Netherworld began to collapse in turmoil.

Yang Jian, who was standing not far away, waved his sleeves, and the golden shields that were so faint that they were almost invisible on all sides were erected, directly suppressing a radius of thousands of miles, and all parts of the Netherworld quickly calmed down.

After a while, the gentle humming sound floated over the sea of blood again.

Yuan Shi Tianzun's voice came: "The Nine Dirty Springs are in place. ”

The nine saints struck out in unison, pulling each of the Nine Filthy Springs back to their original position in heaven and earth.

Nezha stared at the depths of the sea of blood, and couldn't help but ask: "If that's the case, then the one who appears later should be counted as a friend of the Six Girls or a Houtu Niang?"

"Hou Tu Niang Niang," Zi Xia also said with some uncertainty, "But I heard Master say that Liuya is actually the reincarnation of Hou Tu Niangniang, although this situation of coexistence in the past life and this life is a bit elusive, but the root of everything should still be in Hou Tu Niangniang." ”

"Okay, but I always feel that Liuya Daoyou and Houtu Niangniang are not the same person, but in this way, it is ......"

Nezha was speechless, but he didn't know how to speak.

The atmosphere above the sea of blood was slightly dreary.

Yang Jian looked down at the mirror-like water, the water reflected his face and figure, I don't know when, the corners of his eyebrows were a little more vicissitudes, and he no longer had the spirit of his youth.

It's almost over, and it's all over.

"Yang Jian?"

A soft call came from the side, and when Yang Jian looked up, he saw a woman in a light purple dress, walking towards him step by step with her hands behind her back.

Familiar faces, familiar eyes, but people have a somewhat unfamiliar atmosphere.

She was slender and slender, her long hair hung down her waist, and her skin was like snow, which seemed to exude a kind of purity from her bones.

"What should I call you, sister or Liuya?" Yang Jian asked as calmly as possible.

"Qingqing," she stood in front of Yang Jian, two feet apart, her skirt fluttering gently.

The two white and tender calves were side by side, tiptoeing slightly, and raised his hand to compare the height difference between her and Yang Jian.

Yang Jian muttered, "Qingqing......"

"Well, Qingqing," her eyes were like water, and her words were very soft, "When will I leave?" I still have some things to explain and arrange in the underworld, and I will also spend some time consolidating the realm. ”

"Twenty years from now. ”

Yang Jian casually said the time, and obviously said that it was one or two hundred years of preparation time, but Yang Jian was really afraid of the words 'late will change, and the night will be long and the dream will be more'.

It's still a quick knife to cut through the mess.

"That's enough," Qing Qing chuckled, and suddenly leaned towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's heart was a little messy, and he didn't know whether he should hide or not.

But in the end, Liuya had been given a memory before the catastrophe, and Liuya also survived the catastrophe, and now Liuya and Houtu have turned into Qingqing together, how can he refuse.

Everything seemed to be just right, she tiptoed slightly, wrapped her hands around Yang Jian's waist, and hugged her quietly.

Yang Jian's hands lifted, fell, and lifted again, gently hugging the jade man in his arms.

"Why are you bothered," Yang Jian's voice was a little low,

"It's not bitter, this is my wish, it's just to take this opportunity to satisfy my own private thoughts," Qingqing pushed Yang Jian away slightly, and said, "Even if you are looking for death in the past, someone should always help you sort out your body." ”

Yang Jian suddenly smiled bitterly, "Can you hope for something good?" ”

"That," Qingqing put her hands behind her back and chuckled: "At the end of the story, let's survive together, just like at the beginning, everything is only you and me." ”

Yang Jian smiled and nodded, Qingqing's figure with a chuckle like a silver bell, gradually drifting away on the surface of the lake, and then disappeared.

Qingqing.

This is the name given by Nuwa Niangniang to Liuya, and at this time it is also the name of Liuya and Houtu after they become one.

She is the strongest realm pushed up by the two great avenues, just like the merit saint compared to the great avenue saint, but at least, she is also the second strongest person in the flood wilderness, and she can also participate in the next real battle.

Yang Jian looked at the complicated thoughts in his heart, and he didn't know how to face Qingqing.

But in the end, the matter has come to this, and he must also take on some responsibilities and bear more.

"Everyone," Yang Jian said to the nine saints outside the sky, "Twenty years later, big things will start, please prepare early." ”

Lao Tzu suddenly asked, "How to go?"

Yang Jian said: "The road has already been found, and it is not difficult. ”

"Good. ”

Lao Tzu bowed his head slightly, and all the saints made a bow and disappeared together.

Zixia stayed, looked at Yang Jian with a smile, and shouted a few words with a smile.

"I'm going back to accompany your sister, where are you going?"

"I'll go to Aunt Xiaochan'er to play for a few years, and then go around the wilderness casually. ”

"Let's go," Yang Jian beckoned, and the two figures gradually returned to nothingness.

The sea of blood, the place where countless years of filth have accumulated, has left a clear lake in the very center.

It's a pity that such a spectacle can only be enjoyed by the Shura people.

......

In the past 20 years, Yang Jian has been his last 20 years in the flood famine.

To be honest, he didn't think that he could get out of the way this time, but in life, some things must be done, and some things must be tried.

Even if you know that the road ahead is difficult, you know that you will die for a lifetime.

Even if you are a little afraid in your heart, if you don't try, how do you know that you can't do it?

If you are reluctant to steal peace, how to fight for that glimmer of life?

How long has it been since a life span of a few decades?

Embracing the picturesque wife, enjoying the sunset in the west, and listening to the silk and bamboo fairy music from the palace not far away, there are actually not many regrets in this life.

Twenty years, for the monk, it is like a white horse passing through a gap.

The flood was packed with things, but no one knew what they were doing except for a few saints and many great powers.

What went with Yang Jian on this trip was already beyond the original limit of the flood and wilderness.

A supreme powerhouse, Qingqing.

Six Great Dao Saints, Tianyan Daozi, Yuding Zhenren, Yunxiao, Nezha, Zixia, and Monkey King.

A hundred quasi-saints, including almost all the ancient powers of the Flood Wilderness.

Thousands of Daluo, more than 20,000 golden immortals.

And outside the sky, the masters of the Spirit Clan have almost been emptied, this is the selfishness of Ao Xinke and Xiao Lan, they only hope to have a little more combat power, so that their husbands can have more chances to survive.

In fact, in the second year, these combat forces had already gathered outside the sky, secretly stationed in a fierce beast warship.

But Yang Jian was at home, but he encountered several things that gave him a headache.

The three ladies wanted to sacrifice their lives to accompany each other, one was more determined than the other, and they were afraid that Yang Jian would not take them, and when accompanying Yang Jian, they took turns to perform all kinds of stunts, which made Erlang Zhenjun helpless for a while.

Go and go, the beauty will accompany you, and there will be no regrets in death.

Compared with the three ladies, the other two in the family are extremely 'virtuous', and the mother and Xiao Chan'er want to go into seclusion in the southern Ganbu Continent, so that Yang Jian doesn't have to worry much.

That's a lot more sensible.

That is, Yang Jianqian told him that if Xiaochan wants to find a husband, he will not be in a hurry for tens of thousands of years, and wait for him to come back to check it.

With the Howling Sky Dog secretly guarding, Meishan Liuyou taking care of it, and Chu Qian, Tinglan, Cuizhu and others giving advice, it should be more difficult to make Xiaochan'er suffer.

Bai Ze also wants to set off to go to the Eternal God Kingdom together, although this old-timer is not good at fighting, he has the natal power to avoid misfortune and seek blessings, and he can be a guide for Yang Jian.

Aotian Eagle accompanied him, but when facing the Xeon, Aotian Eagle was completely unable to play a role, but was handed over to Ao Xinke by Yang Jian, so that this little guy who could sneak attack the Great Dao Saint could protect his backyard.

Everything is arranged, and the rest seems to be nothing but absurdity.

Warm pavilions, palaces, fairy pavilions in the mountains.

Yang Jian and the three ladies are like glue and inseparable, but Yang Jian always carries a hope.

If the three of them can get pregnant, he will have a reason to let them stay in the wilderness.

Moreover, Yang Jian saw a little bit of accumulated 'will to die' in his mother, that is, his heart was dead, and he was really worried......

However, even if he kept working hard, he could not get what he wanted.

Year after year, the plum blossoms in Meishan bloomed nineteen times, but the heavens and the earth did not know when the news spread that Yang Jian was going to conquer the eternal kingdom of God.

Originally, Yang Jian also told him to keep it secret, but the news spread quickly, which really made people cry and laugh.

Secrecy is the fear that there will be spies in the eternal kingdom of God in the flood wilderness......

But now, no matter what, the news has spread, and it can only go.

It is said that a certain Great Dao Saint was drunk in Heavenly Court, and he didn't keep the door on his lips and said this, and then a fat-headed and big-eared Heavenly Court Marshal opened his broken gong and spread it everywhere in the Nine Heavens and Ten Places.

For a while, the crowd was surging, and everywhere in the flood was a cry to follow Erlang Zhenjun to kill and take revenge.

However, the sage's inscription fell, and the living beings had to be quiet.

In order to avoid vain sacrifices, only 10,000 cultivators were selected as monks above the Golden Immortals, and in this way, there was another group of masters to join the expeditionary army.

Everything is in order, and there are still three months before the time to set out.

Kong Xuan, Chu Qi, and Ao Fangtian, the three 'leaders' of the spirit clan, arrived at Meishan to 'assemble', and Qingqing and Yunxiao also came to Meishan to wait.

And Yang Jian, who should have started to calm down for the war, was still 'willing to take risks' and dragged his three wives to linger for a few days.

This time, what Yang Jian didn't expect was that there was finally a movement in a lady's unbearable waist.

It is Xiao Lan, who is also a human race.

At his point, if his wife is pregnant, it will be determined in two or three days.

After repeatedly confirming that Xiao Lan was pregnant, the family celebrated in ecstasy, only Xiao Lan cried and made a fuss, and demolished a palace in half.

But she never dared to give up her pregnancy and follow Yang Jian, and for the next three months, she could only cry every day.

The mother-in-law and sister-in-law, who were originally going to live in seclusion, didn't mention any seclusion, and took Xiao Lan to live in the back mountain, and they did everything they could.

The baby can be born in October, but now, it has only been eighty or ninety days since Yang Jian left the flood famine.

All the saints persuaded Yang Jian to stop for another year and a half, but Yang Jian still insisted on following the original plan and not delaying it any longer.

He was also afraid, afraid that he would have more worries in his heart, and that he would retreat when he should fight hard......