If you don't become holy, you become benevolent.

Yang Jian was always a little worried about Master in his heart, but he was powerless to do anything for Master; the Sage Realm, this is the end of the Dao, and it is also the true realm that the Dao can reach, and it is the transcendence that monks dream of and desperately want to reach.

This is his own cultivation path, and no matter who others are, even if they are the strongest people who have mastered the Nine Mixed Yuan Dao, they will definitely not be able to help anything except for guidance.

For Yuding, every time he failed to attack the saint, it meant that the probability of rushing to the holy realm next was smaller.

What has been accumulated these dozens of times is not any experience, but rather obstacles, nightmares, and worries that have accumulated in the deepest part of the Dao heart.

Although now that Yuding Zhenren has untied the biggest knot in his heart, facing the heel of being a Spirit God Dao cultivator, it seems that it is a matter of course to impact the saint.

But after thinking about it, the life and death that Yuding is facing is really nine deaths, or even ten deaths.

But on the contrary, Yang Jian couldn't say anything to make the master give up sanctification, even if he was not a master and apprentice, but a father and son, and a brother, he couldn't persuade Yuding Zhenren to give up sanctification.

"Master......"

Yang Jian sighed, took the jade talisman back to Fangcun Mountain, incarnated back into the appearance of the Bodhi Ancestor, and entered the warm pavilion.

The mind returns to the real place, experiencing what the Master said, and wondering if he can do anything for the Master.

Except for waiting, there really isn't.

Moreover, if Yuding Zhenren wants to rush to the Holy Realm, it is not a day's work, at least three or five years, or hundreds of years, at most a few Yuan Meetings, dozens of Yuan Meetings, and they may not be able to take that half a step.

"I don't know if this heaven and earth will help Master. ”

Yang Jian muttered and focused his gaze on himself.

I also need to speed up......

With his left palm gathering the sky and his right hand covering the ground, the phoenix true fire suddenly became vigorous, and the spirit gathering array that sat down also flashed with bright light, and wisps of innate golden qi were quickly absorbed into Yang Jian's body.

Although it is a little safe to directly store these massive amounts of innate gold qi in the body, it may cause unnecessary pressure on the physical body, but it can save a lot of time.

Gradually, Yang Jian stabilized the balance in his body again, the speed of absorbing innate golden qi increased several times, and the operation of the Undefeated Golden Body Technique was much smoother than before.

After a little squeezing, his metaphysical body still has potential to be tapped.

On his hands and legs, the golden veins have begun to be connected, and when he no longer has any golden veins in his whole body and turns into a golden body, the undefeated golden body trick will stand on the threshold of sanctification.

That day will never be too late.

......

Heavenly Court, on the banks of the Heavenly River.

The marshal of the Tianhe Water Army was sitting on the back of a divine turtle, inspecting the heavenly soldiers in the Tianhe array.

After all, the Tianhe sailors have become more and more elite over the years, all because of the work of Tianpeng, and this marshal of the navy who is not too strong in cultivation and barely has just Daluo, and his ability to govern the army is indeed quite powerful.

After reading these energetic heavenly soldiers, Tianpeng was also a little proud in his heart.

The armies of Heavenly Court Heavenly Soldiers and Chaotian Pavilion are generally only two-thirds of the cultivators above the immortals, and there are also some heavenly soldiers who are about to become immortals.

But the Tianhe Water Army has already achieved the immortal realm of all members, which is directly related to Tianpeng's continuous batch of elixirs.

Not only is the cultivation good, but the battle formation of the Tianhe Naval Army is also twice as heavy as that mastered by other departments of the Heavenly Court; on weekdays, the Tianhe Sailors patrol all directions and are recognized and praised by all sides.

Also because Tianpeng has a good way of governing the army, the Tianhe Water Army is extremely active, and Tianpeng has gradually become the heavenly general with the highest prestige among the heavenly soldiers and generals, except for Li Jing, the generalissimo of the heavenly court.

"Have you been slacking off in training lately?"

"Marshal, if there is a catastrophe today, how dare the brothers slack off?"

"The Heavenly River runs through the Heavenly Court, and it is the top priority of the Heavenly Court's defense," Tianpeng Zhengse said, "I don't need to tell you these things, the enemy outside the sky can't say where or when it will suddenly appear, and when the various departments are on duty, don't be distracted." ”

All the generals clenched their fists in unison, "Yes." ”

Tianpeng nodded, showing a slightly satisfied smile, "That's fine, I'll go get some pills again, you can find some seedlings with good qualifications, and give them more cultivation." ”

One person smiled and said, "The marshal is going to Tushi Palace to fight the autumn breeze again?"

"How can you say that?" Tianpeng scolded with a smile, "If it weren't for you, why wouldn't I want this cheek! ”

The generals watched the canopy fly away in the clouds, and they also smiled and joked, and then they went back to the camp to find some immortal soldiers with good qualifications.

Obviously, this kind of thing happens from time to time, and the Tianhe Water Army can develop and grow little by little, relying on the close connection between Tianpeng's hand and the Tushi Palace.

But there was something Tianpeng was hiding from them, those pills......

At the gate of Tushi Palace, the canopy fell early in the clouds, walked up the steps quickly, leaned towards the palace gate, and shouted at the crack in the door:

"Hey, Jin, Yin, it's me!"

Not long after, the gate of Tushi Palace was opened a gap, and a small head came out, but it was a small Taoist boy carved in pink and jade.

Dao Tong said in a low voice: "No! It's really gone! This time it's really gone, Marshal Tianpeng, why are you here again!"

"How could it not be, Xiaoyin, you and your senior brother refine the pill every day, how can you have a little residue, right?" Tianpeng said with a smile, touching a small bag in his arms, "Look, what did Senior Brother Tianpeng bring you?"

The boy called Xiaoyin blinked, took the mustard seed bag and opened it for a few looks, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"So many elixirs, where did you get them?"

Tian Peng suddenly smiled smugly, "I picked some when I went out to inspect, Senior Brother Xiaoyin, these are enough for the two of you to practice for half a month, right?" Divide me with the elixir you refined before, you all have the elixir talismans refined by Lao Jun, and you can't use the ones you refined." ”

"If you let Lao Jun know, this is really a great sin. Xiao Yin pursed his lips and hesitated for a while before he reluctantly nodded.

"You wait here, I'll fetch it, but this time it's really not much, and a few furnaces have been scrapped. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, you want the dregs, the gossip furnace is refined, and the slag is also a treasure." ”

Xiaoyin rolled her eyes angrily at these words, turned her head and ran back to the Tushi Palace.

Tianpeng smiled proudly, and felt as if he had lost his manners, coughed dryly, and stood there with his waist straight, looking like a master.

At this moment, the door of the Tushi Palace opened silently, and Tianpeng suddenly stiffened, and heard a call in his ears.

"Come in, I have something to entrust to you. ”

Laojun!

Tianpeng didn't dare to deal with it, and stepped into the Tushi Palace with his head bowed, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

He had nothing to do when he came here to trick Xiao Jin and Xiao Yin into alchemy for him, Lao Jun should know it, right...... It must be, how can this matter be hidden from the incarnation of the saint master?

So what is Lao Jun looking for himself?

Whatever it is, it should be a big deal for me.

But Tianpeng never imagined at this time that this matter was not only not small for him, but would be so big that he could not bear it in the future.

Entering the hall, Marshal Tianpeng looked at the old road sitting on the futon in front of him, and made a deep gesture.

He can have today's scenery, and Lao Jun's help is inseparable, and when Tianpeng served as the marshal of the Tianhe Water Army, because of the 'title' of the Daomen Protector, he was also regarded as one of the few leading marshals who were planted in the Heavenly Court by the Daomen.

"Meet Lao Jun, if there is something that the disciple needs to do, please ask Lao Jun to command. ”

"Good. ”

Taishang Laojun bowed his head lightly, and opened his mouth to say: "Do you know that Buddhism wants to travel west to gather heaven and earth?"

Tianpeng was stunned for a moment, and then quickly shook his head.

Journey to the West?

What does this have to do with his Tianhe water army? Could it be that Lao Jun wants to directly destroy the Buddha Gate and ask him to mobilize the Tianhe soldiers and horses?

There are so many masters in Lingshan, and there are also saints incarnated in charge, I'm afraid it's difficult to do......

Tianpeng was thinking nonsense, but Lao Jun had already slowly opened his mouth and briefly said what Tianpeng was going to do.

Tianpeng listened to it, couldn't speak for a long time, and stood there stunned for a while.

Reincarnation?

This......

Tianpeng glanced at Lao Jun, who had a calm face, sitting there like a sculpture, but exuding an elegant and indifferent charm.

"Disciple, take the order. ”

"Good. ”

A moment later, in front of the Tushi Palace, Tianpeng took a small mustard seed bag from Xiaoyin's hand, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was always a little reluctant.

"Senior Brother Tianpeng, what's wrong with you? I didn't give you much? That's all for this time. ”

"Ah, it's okay, I'll go back first, Xiaoyin...... Take care. ”

Tian Peng smiled and waved his hand, sighed softly, and drove the clouds directly away from here.

Fortunately, he still has hundreds of years to prepare, and he can also use this time to find a reliable candidate to take over the Tianhe Water Army.

As for what Lao Jun said, he could use this to condense his luck and practice, but Tianpeng didn't attach too much importance to it.

No matter how powerful it is, can you be more powerful than Erlang Zhenjun?

"Take care?"

Xiao Yin at the gate of Tushi Palace blinked, and then snorted lightly, "What kind of hysteria does this guy have, this time he actually said take care, this Dao Ye is alchemy in Tushi Palace every day, where is there anything to take care of." ”

Rolling his eyes, Xiao Yin turned around and entered the palace, trotting all the way to the side hall.

As for what happened just now, no one knew, no one knew, and Tiandao didn't even notice that Lao Jun and Tian Peng had met.

......

Fangcun Mountain, oblique moon three-star hole.

On the second day after Yang Jian met the master, he started to talk about the cultivation path as usual, but the monkey didn't fall asleep this time, but when Yang Jian was halfway through the lecture, he couldn't help but interrupt and asked about the 'art of immortality'.

On the surface, the Bodhi Ancestor that Yang Jian turned into had a serious face, but in fact, he chuckled in his heart.

First, he reprimanded the monkey for being so ambitious, and then asked the monkey to go forward, took a long ruler, and hit him three times on the back.

The rest of the disciples all laughed and chanted as the monkey was punished, and the monkey only laughed for a while, not too disappointed.

At midnight, a sneaky figure touched the door of the warm pavilion in the backyard of the Taoist temple, pushed open the hidden wooden door, and saw the old master lying on the bed 'fake sleep'.

This figure knelt in the moonlight, covered in monkey hair, and was Wukong.

"Master...... Please also pass on the immortal spell to your disciples!"

Yang Jian, who was facing away from the monkey, opened his eyes, said 'good', and slowly sat up.

"Since you can realize it, it means that your understanding is good, come forward and teach you how to live forever for the teacher. ”

The monkey jumped so high that it almost broke the lintel, and Yang Jian, who was sitting on the one-button bed, quickly approached with a smile on his face.

This night, the merit was passed on until dawn.

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