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"Have you heard that Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian became a judicial god not long ago. I have never seen him in the sky before. Do you know him?"

"I don't know this kind of person. Look at what Yang Jian has done. He is the most despicable and shameless villain in the world!"

Nezha and Huang Tianhua were flying across the sky on a cloud, when they heard that their foot slipped and almost fell off the cloud, but fortunately Huang Tianhua had quick eyesight and gave him a hand to help.

Nezha stabilized his figure, pointed dumbfoundedly at the two little fairies who were walking on the mountain road and talking about Yang Jian, and looked at Huang Tianhua: "How dare you scold senior brother Yang Jian, aren't you afraid of being crushed by the junior uncle? Damn it!" There is something!"

Huang Tianhua nodded with concern, and pointed to the ground: "There is no need for my little uncle to come out."

On the mountain road, Princess Longji jumped out from nowhere and kicked the guy over, then raised the corner of her skirt, raised her foot towards a vulnerable part of his lower body, and stepped on it—— How dare you scold my brother!

Hong Jin was standing against the mountain wall, while stroking the feathers of his mount Qingluan, while looking at his wife dotingly, without any intention of dissuading her.

The person who was stepped on was ignorant, hadn't figured out the situation, and screamed in pain, while the person who was talking to him just stayed aside, looking at the dragon who suddenly appeared to beat people with trepidation. Princess Ji, her mind is full of question marks: "You... who are you, why are you beating people indiscriminately?"

Princess Longji turned her head and glared at him: "You don't care who I am!" After finishing speaking, she continued to step on the ground, and still rolled back and forth twice in frustration, causing the man to beg for mercy in pain.

The little fairy who was watching swallowed her saliva, and her face turned pale from the fright of this very fierce princess.

Nezha looked down, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he thought: How cruel!

The two shrank their necks, intending to slip away quietly, but Princess Longji was tired from stepping on her, with one hand on her hips, and one hand pointing to the white clouds drifting slowly in the sky: "You two say, is my little Jian helping the evildoers to be vicious and disobedient?"

The little fairy watched Princess Longji talking to a cloud, looked up, and didn't feel anyone on the cloud. Stretched out two heads, shaking his head in unison, "How can that be!"

He recognized the two people on Yunshang, one was Nezha and the other Huang Tianhua, they were both disciples of Chanjiao, he couldn't beat them, they were always the existences that low-level gods could only look up to, so he became more and more horrified that even these two Everyone is so afraid of that woman, so how godlike is she?

Ignoring a little fairy who kept yelling and hurting a white face and thinking wildly, Hong Jin walked over, and thoughtfully wiped the unnecessary sweat on Princess Longji's forehead with her sleeve, and said with a smile: "What are you doing with them? They hadn’t been born during the War of the Gods, and they said they were helping the evil spirits, but they looked uneducated, and it’s not surprising that Yang Jian was the vanguard general who defeated the evil spirits back then.”

Princess Longji nodded, feeling that what she said made sense, so she slowly withdrew her feet, rubbed the soles of her feet on the stone with a look of disgust, straightened her skirt, and restored her noble and elegant temperament, then waved her hands generously The ground said to the little fairy who was only half-lived at his feet: "Forget it, I don't care about you uneducated people, get out."

How did the two little gods think that they could get into such a catastrophe just by cursing Yang Jian casually, so they could only admit that they were unlucky, and walked away with each other's support. Since then, they have left a serious psychological shadow. I feel like a pain in the ass on conditioned reflex.

After driving away the two little gods with broken mouths, Princess Longji waved Nezha and Huang Tianhua down, and asked, "What happened to Xiao Jian? Why have I heard people scolding him everywhere I go recently? Just beating people along the way made me soft."

Said, Princess Longji shook her arm with a depressed face, Hong Jin hurriedly held her hand and massaged her, his eyes were full of distress, Nezha and Huang Tianhua rolled their eyes when they saw: Eldest sister, you obviously kicked her with your feet , why do you pretend to have pain in your hands, and you don't show love like this!

Huang Tianhua helplessly spread his hands: "It's nothing, it's just because senior brother has taken charge of Tiantiao and dealt with some people."

In the past, there was no judicial deity in the sky. Whenever a deity violated the rules of heaven, they would be checked by the spirit officer first, and then the emperor and queen mother would send people to deal with them. If they could be dealt with, they would be dealt with. If they couldn't, then There is no other way, for example, Brother Hou, he can only go to the west to ask the Buddha to clean it up. The heavens are not without powerful gods, but they can't control them, and others don't take the rules of heaven seriously at all, very arrogantly : If you have the ability, come and catch me!

So the Emperor of Heaven and the Queen Mother were actually quite aggrieved, and the Queen Mother decided to let Yang Jian take charge of Tiantiao, even if she was rejected many times for hundreds of years, she would not give up—he can fight, he can shock people!

Then, just as Luo Fan teased, this position is too hateful, and it always attracts people's attention.Now all those bad things are handled by Yang Jian alone, so the hatred is concentrated on him alone.

Nezha crossed his arms and sneered disdainfully: "Princess, you might as well take a closer look, what kind of things are those senior brothers who know right and wrong!"

Princess Longji held her chin and thought about it. Indeed, they are all those who are controlled by the rules of heaven, who are dissatisfied with the rules of heaven but have no guts or ability to resist.

Hong Jin shook his head: "A group of idiots, Yang Jian is just a knife found by Tianting, I hate what he did."

Princess Longji nodded again and again, what she said made sense, but she still didn't understand, "Isn't Xiao Jian always hating the Heavenly Court, usually he would never take the initiative to run to the sky, why did he suddenly run to be a judicial god?"

Several people looked at each other, and Nezha thrust the weapon into the ground: "I bet with the pointed gun, it must be for the little uncle."

Huang Tianhua immediately threw his hammer over, "I agree, I also bet it's for the little uncle."

Princess Longji kicked Qingluan over, "Betting on Taoist Cihang."

The three turned their heads to look at Hong Jin who said nothing, and said in unison: "Are you on the bank? What are the odds?"

"Don't come." Hong Jin looked up at the sky, "What else can I say, you guys will definitely win, I can't afford it."

The four of them had the same opinion, so the bet was a no-go. Hong Jin dragged the regretful Princess Longji on Qingluan and continued on her way.

There is no major event in the Heavenly Court recently, even if there is an event, the Queen Mother will use it to squeeze Yang Jian. Nezha and Huang Tianhua have nothing to do all day and are almost moldy. They looked at each other and went with them.

When the four of them arrived at the foot of Tianshan Mountain, they first felt the majesty and steepness of the mountain and the majesty of the snow-covered sky, and then flew to the top of the mountain with a swish.

As soon as he stood still, he was looking up at the snow-covered, cliffs, and vast and magnificent scene on the top of the mountain. He felt his chest suddenly opened up, and saw a person sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff. He was wearing thin black clothes and fluttering blue hair.

"Xiao Jian!" Princess Longji rushed over first.

Running halfway, he was stopped by a figure that suddenly appeared, "Don't go there, be careful to disturb his mind."

Princess Longji frowned subconsciously, and relaxed after seeing the face of the person in front of her, "So it's from Cihangdao."

Luo Fan nodded and greeted everyone one by one.

Princess Longji raised her eyebrows in dissatisfaction, and pretended to be angry: "Why do you call me the princess again?"

Luo Fan's face suddenly fell down, "...Elder Sister." He reluctantly called out, and was instantly lowered by a generation.

"Good." Princess Longji nodded in satisfaction, caught a glimpse of Yang Jian's motionless figure out of the corner of her eye, and asked casually, "Xiao Jian is practicing kung fu? He is actually meditating on the top of Tianshan Mountain, and he ran far enough."

Luo Fan chuckled and didn't explain, this matter was too complicated, he didn't bother to talk about it.

Yang Jian is not practicing, but feeling the way of heaven. He needs to find out the most essential and unchangeable law in this world from the complicated and lengthy rules of heaven, and then control it...or at least be able to influence it.

And the reason why he came to Tianshan Mountain was to let Luo Fan take back his soul.It is too messy to split the soul into the heaven and the earth. It is equivalent to becoming the support of the heaven and the earth. Although you are not afraid of the heaven, it is a dead end, and you will be sucked dry sooner or later.Daoist Yuding went to seek help from Yuanshi Tianzun at that time. Of course, he didn’t see anyone, and Tianzun was still in a coma. Fortunately, Master Tongtian was very proficient in this kind of messy and crooked way. is the first stop.

Afterwards, he still has to go to many places. Yang Jian has roughly calculated that he has to visit almost all the scenic spots in the world. He doesn't think it's bothering him, and he plans to accompany his little uncle to go shopping next to each other. It's right as a tourist.

The four of them were afraid of disturbing Yang Jian, so they didn't stay long, and the snowman didn't make a pile. They watched the snow scene and chatted with Luo Fan for a while before leaving.

Before leaving, Nezha told Luo Fan: "By the way, little uncle, when I came here, I passed by Guanjiangkou, and I saw boy Shancai waiting for you at the gate of Erlang Zhenjun Palace. , like the good fortune boy under Guanyin seat."

Luo Fan was embarrassed when he heard the words, the eyes of the crowd were really sharp.

Watching them leave, Luo Fan was speechless: What did you say they were passing by, these two guys must have made a special trip to visit for dinner, but found no one, so they changed the itinerary in despair.

As soon as the wanderers left, tranquility returned to the top of the mountain.

Luo Fan sat next to Yang Jian, resting his chin with one hand and traced his outline with his eyes undisguisedly. Seeing that he closed his eyes gently, as if he was asleep, his breathing became long and long. Tendency to open his eyes, he thought for a while, got up and stepped back a bit, and summoned the boy of good fortune.

The boy Shancai was being surrounded in front of the temple, being kneaded and pinched by women of all ages in turn, from an 80-year-old old woman to a five- or six-year-old little sister, but no one let him go when he walked by. , with a straight face and depressed, felt the call of the Bodhisattva, hurriedly pulled away and rushed over, and when he saw Luo Fan, he cried bitterly: "Bodhisattva, they pinched me!"

"Good boy, don't cry." Luo Fan patted his head to coax him, then pinched his little cheek, "Tell me, what happened?"