The Legend of Honghuang Erlang - Chapter 933

Already made up his mind and determined to go to the Eternal Kingdom of God, in fact, Yang Jian didn’t have too much burden in his heart.

He had tried his best before the catastrophe, and nothing could be done.

He has no tendency to be masochistic, nor is he so arrogant that he can classify the final compromise of Honghuang to the strongest as being too incompetent. He has done too much, and ultimately depends on the master Xuandu’s wrist…

There is always regret.

Although Empress Nuwa was in the tribulation of heaven and earth, she didn’t have much light because of her own way of not being good at attacking.

But she has the great merit of good for human race. She is the Virgin of Human Race, and has never owed Hong Huang. On the contrary, the ancient saints watched her abducted, and their respective Taoisms could not be fulfilled.

After Yang Jian woke up, he went to the place where he tried the sword and went around. He saw the monks who had practiced in retreat in the depths of the place where he tried the sword, and he could also appreciate the feelings of the saints over the years.

If it weren’t for the prehistoric creatures, I really wanted to fight to the death.

Just about to leave quietly, Yang Jian was stopped by Mirage Dragon, and Mirage Dragon asked a question that Yang Jian couldn’t answer.

“You said, if I stand up and become holy, will the strongest fight over again in the future?”

When the mirage said this, the corner of his mouth was slightly smiling.

For this old monster… well, for this old predecessor, wanting to be holy is as simple as drinking water and eating. This is a lifeline that runs through most of the history of the visible world.

And its avenue has long been set, it is the magical power of life-illusion.

The mirage dragon has not been sanctified, not because it doesn’t want to, but can bear it.

After being sanctified, the avenue will unfold in the sea of ​​Dao Ze. No matter how well you hide it, as long as it is revealed for a moment, it will leave traces, leaving traces for the strongest to find themselves.

These Xeons kept destroying the great world before, and every time they were involved in a **** storm, the mirage dragon hid in the corner of the Chaos Sea shivering, for fear that these guys would find him.

But now…

Yang Jian asked back: “Why do seniors suddenly have this idea?”

“This is not. If I become a saint, I can start another trial after the sword test, which can help the little guys who are trapped in the quasi-sage peak state to break through themselves.”

Mirage Dragon sighed, glanced at Yang Jian, and said with a wry smile: “I haven’t helped much a few times. It’s really not easy for you. I want to do something for you. You should go to the Eternal Kingdom of God. Right.”

“Well, wait until I break through.”

“So, if you have more combat power to help you, your chances of winning will be greater,” Mirage sighed. “I don’t know whether it is right to bet everything on you, but I always feel that I have lived for so many years. It’s not interesting anymore.”

Yang Jian replied with a dubious cry: “Listen to what you mean, will I go to the Eternal Kingdom of God without going back?”

“Then honestly, is there a half chance of winning?”

“No,” Yang Jian spread his hands, “but if I don’t go, then the last chance of winning is gone.”

“Isn’t it,” Mirage suddenly cried, “consoling me a few words, otherwise I really can’t make this determination.”

Yang Jian smiled and said, “Perhaps I can find some of Du Bi’s successors.”

“Oh? It shouldn’t be too late. I’m going to make a breakthrough. You let the Heavenly Flame Saint take control of the chaos clock, otherwise the movement will be a bit loud, and it may be noisy to the practitioners of retreat.”

The mirage dragon was also decisive, and said a word, this avatar disappeared suddenly.

The mirage dragon’s somewhat indecent real body turned into a stream of light and escaped into the void. The light gleamed everywhere in the place where the sword was tried, and those who were breaking through were forcibly sent back to the fairy island checkpoint.

Although enlightenment is very simple for the mirage, there is still a period of retreat and preparation, and Yang Jian did not plan to observe the ceremony here.

Seeing the hundreds of monks in the place where the sword was tried, Yang Jian’s voice rang out everywhere.

“Soon, there will be a senior here who will break through and become a holy, so temporarily close the sword test place, and you can wait and wait for practice.”

After saying this, Yang Jian brought a whisper from these monks, and his figure drifted away, disappearing into this illusory world.

“Is this the true king of Erlang?”

“The true monarch is healed from his injury? Finally, his cultivation can be more stable.”

“Oh, when will we have the skills of a true monarch.”

“Don’t think about it, take this opportunity to retreat and enlightenment. The focus of practice is to constantly understand. This place is your chance.”

A famous monk laughed and talked a few words, and the place where he tried the sword was just noisy for a while, and soon quieted down.

Speaking of the attitude towards cultivation alone, these monks who have experienced the Great Tribulation have undergone a fundamental change from before the Great Tribulation.

Before the Great Tribulation, Taoism was for longevity and for freedom.

Only now did I understand that only if the Dao level was advanced and powerful, could there be more chances of survival.

…

After the Chaos Clock, Tianyan Daozi had already placed a drink on the edge of the Kunlun Mountain cliff, Yang Jian walked over and sat on the futon on one side.

Backed by the chaotic clock that seems to be integrated with Kunlun Mountain, looking at the snow-capped peaks ahead, looking at the thin clouds between the sky and the earth…

“How many people are you going to take?” Tianyan Daozi asked softly.

Yang Jian said, “Actually, it’s best if I go on the road alone. I’m not sure. It’s still early, so let’s watch it then.”

“I’ll go with you,” Tian Yan Daozi said, “Maybe I can help you.”

“Although the Kalachakra is mysterious, it also has many limitations,” Yang Jian shook his head lightly, “You just guard the land, otherwise I will feel a little worried about leaving.”

Daozi Tianyan sighed softly, raised his glass to Yang Jian, and said: “When I saw you for the first time that day, I actually knew that there would be today’s situation.”

“you saw it?”

“Following the long river of time, you can always see many things behind, but these are not to be said, and everything will become unknown, and I will be backlashed by the road.”

Tianyan Daozi slowly closed his eyes, “I saw you fighting against the strongest between heaven and earth, and saw you leaving the wilderness and rushing to the eternal kingdom of God, but I couldn’t see the other side of the situation.”

Yang Jian said: “There are barriers between heaven and earth, but it’s not that your magical powers are not satisfactory.”

“I know naturally, it’s just that I have some regrets in my heart,” Tian Yan Daozi looked at Yang Jian, with a little sadness in his eyes.

Yang Jian asked: “What’s wrong?”

“I thought I was the protagonist of protecting the prehistoric world, but I didn’t expect it to be just your foil in the end,” Tianyan Daozi laughed bitterly, “It feels a bit uncomfortable like this.”

“Drink at the bar,” Yang Jian curled his lips, “I really want to be your foil, so at least it’s easier.”

Daozi Tianyan couldn’t help but smiled, and touched the glass with Yang Jian.

Yang Jian asked, “What was the prehistoric life after I left?”

“Don’t tell, and it’s too far away, I can’t see it either.”

Yang Jian was silent for a while, and then smiled suddenly: “In this prehistoric age, I actually respect all the saints. Even if I am sanctified, I feel that these prehistoric saints are all extraordinary.”

“What should I say?”

Yang Jian stroked his sleeves and said loudly: “The sage of Taiqing holds yin and yang in his hand, and he cultivates Tai Chi Dao; my master holds up Pangu **** flags, but he cultivates the Dao of Order. Not to mention the master uncle, he is the crown kendo master. Unparalleled in the past and present. It is a pity that the Master of the Three Qings has been calculated by Qian Hong, otherwise, how can you and me be used?”

“Shan,” Tian Yan Daozi raised his eyebrows and continued to listen to Yang Jian’s words.

“Furthermore, you cultivated the Kalachakra Dao, which is unpredictable and unpredictable. Not to mention my master. I, a disciple, don’t dare to make arrogance, you and I know myself.”

“Houtu Niangniang’s six reincarnations, Nuwa Niangniang’s avenue of good fortune…Which one, if it can be cultivated to perfection, will be quite a scary existence.”

“It’s a pity…”

There was a little regret in Yang Jian’s eyes.

Tianyan Daozi smiled and shook his head, “The other party will not give us time to rise. If we want to build a great road to perfection, it will take a few dozen yuan or even longer.”

“Never mind, let’s not mention this,” Yang Jian took a sip of wine, “No matter what, if Honghuang can survive in the future, I hope those who follow will not forget the catastrophe yesterday.”

“Don’t forget the great shame.”

“Don’t forget those ancestors whose blood stained this world.”

A cup of sake was spilled in front of him, Tian Yan Daozi sighed softly, staring at the sky with Caixia in a daze.

Yang Jian smiled and said, “I’m going to the Heavenly Court. I won’t spend time here with you. I have to rush back to accompany my wife.”

“Born early.”

“Did you see something?”

Tianyan Daozi laughed but said nothing, everything was silent.

Will I have children?

Yang Jian was really surprised.

Going to the eternal kingdom of God, at this time, it was nine deaths, or even ten deaths, but Yang Jian had a reason to go, and a backbone that would not shrink.

If you can leave some blood to pass on, it will be worthwhile.

Why did you think of life and death?

Yang Jian laughed dumbly. It wasn’t his character to be timid before fighting. The strongest realm was in front. If Meng Luo hadn’t suppressed his realm that day, he would probably break directly into the strongest realm.

Thanks to Meng Luo’s move to suppress them, and then the first and sixth strongest men will appear, and there will inevitably be another war.

They definitely won’t leave Yang Jian with such a ‘future problem’, and Meng Luo will also stand on the side of Honghuang and Yang Jian.

Although the outcome is unknown, the opponent has a greater chance of winning, and Meng Luo seems to be quite jealous of the older sister, who would choose such a safe method…

Suppressing Yang Jian’s realm, causing Yang Jian to be seriously injured and lethargic, and even more like an exhausted soul.

As a result, Yang Jian also escaped a catastrophe…

Thinking of this in the bottom of my heart, he had already arrived at the Nantian Gate unknowingly. Seeing Yang Jian, the heavenly soldiers and generals who guarded the gate, they came by the clouds and raised their heads one by one.

Only waiting for Yang Jian to reach the Nantian Gate, several heavenly generals took the lead, and these heavenly soldiers kneeled on one knee at the same time.

“Meet the leader!”

Return to Hongmeng…

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Yang Jian waved his hand, “No need to be polite.”

Then floated inside, there was no such thing as a saint master.

The Heavenly Court has also been repaired by Sanqing, and the whole place has returned to life.

After the catastrophe, the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals made a large-scale breakthrough, and the Heavenly Court’s combat power was quickly restored to most of it, and many ‘recruits’ were recruited in the Three Thousand Worlds.

However, the fairy tales of silk and bamboo are missing everywhere in the Heavenly Court, and the situation of rehearsing battle formations can be seen everywhere, and it seems that there will be continuous battles in the future.

Along the way, all the heavenly soldiers and generals who met Yang Jian would kneel down and give salutes, and some of the Heavenly Court Zhengshen and Sanxian who were nearby would also take the initiative to bow.

He originally wanted to go to Taibai Xingjun’s Mansion to cherish the memory of his deceased, but halfway through, a car wheel flew in the sky, and Cousin Long Ji came to invite him.

The Queen Mother had an appointment, but the aunt didn’t know what was important, she couldn’t wait for a moment.