Journey to the West: Save the Seven Fairies at the beginning

"What did the True Monarch say?"

a trace of doubt flashed in Jian Yun's eyes.

"You heard you right. Yang Jian's third eye slowly closed.

"Before, at the South Gate Heaven, you killed the Golden Altar relics with your strength, and the True Monarch saw that the exercises on your body seemed to have the same origin as me. Yang Jian closed his eyes and said.

Hearing this, Jian Yun realized why at the Nantian Gate at that time, it seemed that Yang Jian had taken some care of himself.

"But in the past hundred years, I have seen you reshape your physical body, and the true monarch has found that he can't see through it, and it is obvious that your level of exercises is more profound than my eight or nine Xuan Gong.

Yang Jian's eyes opened.

"Ben Zhenjun was taught by the disciples of the primordial sage, and the disciples were apprenticed to Yuding Zhenren. "

These eight or nine Xuangong are also the strongest exercises under the sage, and the Three Realms are famous, and even the eight golden bodies of Buddhism are incomparable. But you ......

The smile on Jian Yun's face had long since disappeared, and as the word Yang Jian fell, Jian Yun pinched Qingping's sword with his backhand.

Deathly silence.

"Caused by chance, it is wonderful, Yang Jian is not a person who wants other people's chances. Yang Jian said slowly.

As soon as these words came out, Yang Jian looked away, and Jian Yun also breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly let go of Qingping's sword.

Can be a second.

Yang Jian suddenly reached out and pinched his arm.

"You ......" Jian Yun was full of sword intent and soared into the air, and at the same time subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand.

But although Yang Jian's face was expressionless, he was only holding his arm at this time, but it was like a mountain, and Jian Yun couldn't move.

Jian Yun's panic at first calmed down.

If Yang Jian really dares to covet his own exercises, then Jianyun can only fight, and the existence of the system is the foundation of Jianyun's existence, and it must not be lost.

But obviously, Yang Jian didn't mean this in his eyes.

After thinking for a moment, Jian Yun simply didn't dare, and began to wrestle with Yang Jian with his physical body.

"I'm in a good mood, panicked but not chaotic, and can quickly adjust my mentality, it seems that I don't need to say much, this time the calculation of Buddhism is simple and simple, but it is your character, and it is expected that you will go to find a hairy monkey. "

Under the calamity, the heavens are chaotic, every move needs to follow the way of heaven, and if you can't fully comprehend the general trend of the way of heaven with your cultivation, then you need to be cautious, steady, and everything will be decided later."

"For countless years, the power is like a gathering of stars, countless of them, but they are all turned into ashes because of the rebellion against the sky, don't follow their example."

Yang Jian's voice sounded slowly.

Although his face was expressionless, every word seemed to be a teaching.

Jian Yun thought carefully and nodded.

"Jian Yun thanks Erlang Shenjun for his advice. "

You're welcome. Yang Jian was about to let go after speaking.

But Jian Yun frowned, and suddenly touched Yang Jian's hand.

Although Yang Jian was puzzled, he didn't think that Jian Yun dared to do anything to him.

I saw that Jian Yun's body suddenly swung with mana at this time, and the points on his body began to squirm.

"This is ......"

Yang Jian's three eyes glared suddenly, thought for a while, and immediately fused his mana with the sword cloud.

Another fifty years.

"Boom!"

the entire hall shook violently.

Jian Yun and Yang Jian took a few steps back at the same time.

And both of them are caught in a deep state of mind.

In the past fifty years, in the first ten years, Jian Yun showed Yang Jian all the subtleties of the first four layers of the Ninety-Nine Xuangong.

The fifth layer left behind was just to ask for a self-preservation, Jian Yun was grateful to Yang Jian, but he would not be impulsive enough to give him the step.

And in return, Yang Jian fed back all the experience of the first seven layers of the Eighth and Ninth Xuangong, including all his experience over the years, to Jian Yun.

Although the Eighty-Nine Xuangong is not as good as the Ninety-Nine Xuangong, it is in the same source, especially with Yang Jian's cultivation experience, which is the most precious for Jian Yun.

Another thirty years.

"Huh......"

Jian Yun opened his eyes, and the color of the glass on his body was also a little brighter, although it was far less than Yang Jian, it was at least ten times stronger than before.

"Thank you, Zhenjun.

Jian Yun saw that Yang Jian had already opened his eyes and seemed to be waiting for him, so he hurriedly got up and hugged his fists.

Yang Jian should say this. Yang Jian's eyes looking at Jian Yun were a little more bold, a little less strange than before.

"Your four-layer exercises are very important to Yang Jian, Yang Jian has already touched the eighth layer of the Eight or Nine Xuangong, thanks to Jianyun Daoyou.

Yang Jian showed a hint of a smile and said, "And Yang Jian's cultivation experience, but it is easy to do, for Sword Cloud Daoists, it is not worth mentioning." "

Before, Yang Jian called himself True Monarch, but now he calls himself Yang Jian, and he calls Jianyun Daoyou, which shows that Yang Jian has completely recognized Jianyun.

"Where, where. Jian Yun smiled, and then hesitated: "Zhenjun, you came to save me before......"

"Haotian."

Yang Jian naturally understood what Jian Yun was asking, looked at the sky, and immediately said: "This time the robber of the Buddha Gate is the protagonist, these bald donkeys have been holding back for a long time, and they have finally come out, and they are naturally perverse in doing things."

So Haotian asked Yang Jian to pay more attention to you, this Buddhism does not have the peace of one ten-thousandth of their Buddha light.

The corners of Yang Jian's mouth flashed with a hint of mockery.

Jian Yun agreed even more when he heard this, and snorted coldly: "Zhenjun's teachings Jian Yun has written down, he is good at Jianyun's ability, and sooner or later it will make Buddhism a pain."

"Don't be impulsive, okay, you have completely recovered, Yang Jian will rest assured, the Buddha Sect should almost stop once you make a move."

After all, they also want to be doughy, and besides, the journey to the west is approaching, and Buddhism doesn't want to cause more trouble, especially you. Yang Jian suddenly looked at Jian Yun mysteriously.

"You still have 100,000 heavenly soldiers stationed in Xiniu Hezhou. Hearing this

, Jian Yun was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted.

"Thank you Zhenjun for your advice.

"Hehe, I didn't say anything, okay, Yang Jian is gone." Yang Jian laughed, got up and walked out of the hall.

At this time, outside the palace, a big war had already been fought for decades.

I saw that the 100,000 heavenly soldiers changed their guards every day, leaving some people stationed in the atrium, and the rest of the people were led by the Fire Spirit God, facing millions of demons.

"Drink. "

There was a burst of applause.

On the heavenly dome, the Fire Spirit God repelled a big demon, but was also knocked down from the sky by a sneak attack.

"Hahaha, is this the head of the 100,000 heavenly soldiers of that Laozi, go and call your true monarch to come out, this shrunken turtle has been a turtle for hundreds of years, and you still don't want to be faced." In

the air, a birdman with black hair and winged arms sneered.

In exchange, millions of demon clans taunted at the same time.

And the fire spirit god was helped up, and his face was flushed.

"Just a demon animal, dare to slander my true monarch. "

The demon animal is so shameless, so he plays with sneak attack tricks. "

Scaly and armored brute. "

There are also many people on the side of the heavenly soldiers who are scolding.

Distance.

Above the demon clouds, the Peng Demon King, the Lion Camel King, the Macaque King, and the three major demon kings sat on the throne, and beside them were hundreds of little demon kings.

Among them, there are red-robed Lao Tzu, Tieshan Zhenren, etc., all of whom are monsters from all over Xiniu Hezhou.

"Third brother, why don't we go up, I've been waiting for decades, and I really can't hold it back. The Lion Camel King said angrily.

The little demon kings around him immediately became excited when they heard this.

But the Jiao Demon King, who had a gloomy expression, had a serious face, and his hoarse voice sounded slowly.

"No, this Erlang God doesn't know what the relationship is with the Demon True Monarch in the Atrium, as soon as he is here, we can't make a move, otherwise it will ......" Peng Demon King looked solemn.

Suddenly.

In the distance, the tengu roared, and the whistling dog wagged its tail and took off with a man.

"Erlang God is gone!!"

Peng Demon King slapped his chair and got up suddenly.

Moment.

All the demon kings burst out with a burst of killing power.