[Yang Jian] Rebels always want to commit the following crimes!

"No."

Jin Ling rejected Yang Jian's proposal without thinking: "It's too dangerous."

She doesn't have many apprentices, and she doesn't want anyone to take risks, even though Yang Jian has inherited all her mana now, Chanjiao's disciples are no match for him at all.

Yang Jian raised his head, looked straight into her eyes, and said, "Master feeds the tiger with his body, so why should the disciple be afraid?"

Turning his eyes, Yang Jian's eyes lost a little brilliance, and said: "Master stays by its side, it's even more dangerous."

The scene of last night was vivid in his mind, the golden spirit disappeared into nothingness amidst the billowing thunder.

But he couldn't do anything, he was trapped on the ground by her dragon and tiger jade Ruyi, and watched her crumble and ashes.

What kind of feeling was that, like a knife piercing his heart, constantly stirring.

When we met again, she turned into the Jade Emperor, alone, floating lightly between Yuanshi and Tongtian, the coldness in his eyes remained the same as before, and he suddenly had an extremely absurd idea:

He wants to protect her.

Although she doesn't need his protection, she is profound and extremely smart, and she can turn the way of heaven around.

But he still wants to protect her,

He didn't want her to go through what happened last night again.

If he could, he would die for her.

Yang Jian smiled and said: "Master always takes risks for his disciples. This time, let disciples take risks for master."

His eyes were calm and clear, and his untied hair was scattered on his shoulders, bending into a beautiful arc.

Yang Jian just looked at her like this, frank and sincere, and Jin Ling had no doubt that even if she told him to die now, he would just end his own life without hesitation.

But Jin Ling still didn't want Yang Jian to go to Qilin Cliff.

Jin Ling knows Yuanshi Tianzun too well, Yuanshi Tianzun's thoughts are so meticulous, if this is really what he did, he will not leave any traces at all.

He never does anything he is not sure of, nor does he leave any clues.

Jin Ling shook his head: "Dangerous."

Yang Jian said: "The apprentice has practiced the Nine Turns Mysterious Kung Fu to the peak, and there are 73 changes. I think he won't be aware of it."

As if thinking of something, Yang Jian lowered his head and smiled, then raised his head again, looked at her with twinkling eyes, and said: "Master and disciple are one body, disciple lives, master lives, disciple dies, master dies."

After a pause, Yang Jian said: "Even if this disciple is for Master, he will save his own life."

Master Tongtian looked at Jin Ling and then at Yang Jian, and felt that it was better for him to be invisible.

Although Yang Jian's proposal is quite good, he has 73 changes, which is enough to deal with various situations. No one is his match.

Jin Ling's gaze rested on Yang Jian. He no longer showed the sharpness that he had when he first met him. He was restrained with a kind of grace and grace, giving people an extremely stable and reliable feeling.

As if the sky is falling, he can also hold it up.

Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi stood firm and kept quiet.

The person who gave Jin Ling this feeling last time was Yuanshi Tianzun. Unfortunately, in the end, Yuanshi Tianzun said to her, "You do this."

The feeling of being pushed out by the closest relatives, after thousands of years, is still heart-piercing.

Jin Ling closed his eyes and said, "Okay."

Jin Ling took the lotus flower that Heavenly Dao gave her, handed it to Yang Jian, and said, "If you are in danger, use this."

But when I think about it, the lotus is used to deal with Zhunti and guide Taoists, not necessarily effective against Yuanshi and Laozi.

Jin Ling's eyes were dimmed, and he said, "Although we may not be able to deal with the two masters, but if you hold it on your body, there will be no harm at all."

Knowing her temper, Yang Jian didn't refuse, and accepted Lianhua.

After the matter of tracking down the traitor was over, Wudang recommended himself, saying that she was going to investigate Princess Longji's secret.

Wudang did things properly and safely, so she went to look for Longji, and the immortals were quite at ease.

After these matters were agreed upon, Yang Jian and Jin Ling played a play together, Yang Jian chased Jin Ling to the outside of Penglai Island, and took Jin Ling's lotus, Jin Ling took the opportunity to escape.

If not, I am afraid that the way of heaven will become suspicious again.

After Jin Ling left, Yuanshi Tianzun began to sigh, Wudang looked up at him, thought for a while, and said, "Master, why don't you call back the disciples outside Penglai Island."

"The Conferred God is coming soon, everyone gathers together, at least there is a support."

Wudang recalled how Shiji was bullied at the beginning, sighed, and said: "In case there are people with low morals and deeds who are bullied."

Master Tongtian nodded and said: "This idea is very good, you can go and do it."

Wudang said: "Yes."

After instructing Wudang, the leader of Tongtian Cult, Shi Shiran, left, and stopped in his tracks just as he left the house.

The light of the Golden Crow passed through the layers of clouds and mist, and when it hit Penglai Island, there was only a very faint golden light left.

The dappled light fell on the face of Master Tongtian. Master Tongtian straightened his sleeves and said casually: "By the way, the three Yunxiao sisters, as well as Zhao Gongming, should also be called back."

Duobao was a little puzzled, and said: "Junior Sister Yunxiao's Taoism is extremely high, she is already a quasi-sage, only under the golden spirit..."

Wudang tugged at his sleeve and said with a smile: "No matter how profound the Tao is, you are not a saint. The saints are all ants. If you meet a saint, I am afraid it will not be enough."

Tong Tian nodded and strode away.

Wen Zhong woke up rubbing his forehead, the light sunlight shone on him, giving him a feeling of warmth.

He slowly opened his eyes, and after seeing the surrounding decorations, he sat up abruptly, and fell heavily on the bed after a while of dizziness.

Duobao heard the voice and went back to the house to see him.

Wen Zhong's voice was low: "Where's Master?"

Duobao said, "Let's go."

Wen Zhong's voice became hoarse: "She didn't wait for me to wake up before leaving?"

Duobao looked at his injury, gave him a golden pill, and persuaded him, "Take care of things urgently, and she has nothing to do."

Thinking of Wen Zhong and Jin Ling's troubles, Duo Bao couldn't help but comfort her: "Don't be angry with her anymore. Since you left, I have never seen her smile again."

The white hair fell on the side of Wen Zhong's face, he propped his forehead, closed his eyes, his brows were full of loneliness, and said bitterly: "Never again. I..."

"I will always listen to her from now on."

When Jin Ling returned to the Heavenly Court, a priest came to report that the Golden Mother of Yaochi had gone to the 33rd Heaven, and she has not left yet.

After hearing this, Jin Ling took a sip of tea, pretending to be sad, and said: "I already knew the outcome, so why come to report to me?"

The priest put his hands in his sleeves, lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows without speaking.

Pointing to the sky, Jin Ling asked, "Did it call me?"

The priest shook his head and said: "No. But there is a word passed down that if your Majesty has nothing important, you don't need to go up to find it."

Jin Ling said: "Understood, you go down."

After the priest left, Jin Ling locked the Jade Emperor Yuanshen and went to find Haotian God.

She brought many fairy treasures from Penglai Island, which may be useful for God Haotian to restore his mana.

Jin Linggang took out the things, and God Haotian said: "It's useless."

The voice of Haotian God was still old and feeble, Jin Ling frowned slightly, if it continues like this, I am afraid that the Conferred God is over and Haotian has not recovered yet.

Jin Ling asked: "Besides Long Ji, is there any other way to make you recover quickly?"

The auspicious clouds gathered and then scattered, Haotian's voice was a little messy: "It's not that there is no way, it's just..."

He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, sighed heavily, and said, "Rong Gu think about it again."

Jin Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that God Haotian is still hesitating, and she can't keep asking, but just told Haotian what happened today.

After hearing this, Haotian said: "You did a good job."

Xiangyun stopped turning, Haotian said: "If you had been in charge of the destiny back then, perhaps such a thing would not have happened today."

Jin Ling said indifferently: "I am humble, not even a saint, you are flattering me too much."

Haotian knew the reason why the golden spirit was not sanctified back then. Thinking of what happened ten thousand years ago, Haotian sighed softly and said: "The things that happened back then are not without room for redemption."

"That Yenshi came to look for Gu, and wanted Gu to return the favor he gave to West Kunlun..."

Jin Ling looked indifferent, and said: "It's all over, why mention him?"

Haotian said: "That's all."

"Since he didn't give it to you, he probably kept it for himself."

Yang Jian transformed into Yuxu Palace.

Hiding his breath, he quietly covered Baihe Boy's hair.

He had observed before that Boy Baihe was in charge of Yuanshi Tianzun's daily life, and if he followed Boy Baihe, he might be able to find out a thing or two.

Boy Baihe came to Yuanshi Tianzun's room.

Yuanshi Tianzun was not in the house, and Baihe boy tidied up the quilts, replaced them with tea, and returned the scriptures that Yuanshi Tianzun had placed casually to their original positions.

Although it is normal for a saint to stay awake, Yuanshi Tianzun would occasionally lie on the bed and squint for a while, and Yuanshi Tianzun loved to be clean, even if the room was dust-free, he still had to be cleaned every day.

While Bai He was tidying up the room, Yang Jian quietly landed on the book that Bai He put back on the shelf.

After cleaning the room, Baihe watered the flowers by the window again.

While watering, he said: "What's so good about this flower?"

"I don't know what Master likes about it."

Yang Jian took a look at the flowers, they were clusters of beautiful flowers, full of delicate beauty, which was incompatible with the desolate Yuanshi Tianzun's house.

After Bai He finished watering the flowers, he closed the door and left.

After he couldn't feel Bai He's breath at all, Yang Jian showed his true colors and began to search Yuanshi Tianzun's house.

Yuanshi Tianzun's room is half occupied by a huge bookshelf, which is densely packed with books.

Yang Jian walked over and started to read from the bottom book.

If Yuanshi Tianzun really had a deal with Tiandao, then the most likely to leave traces would be the books he read every day.

Yang Jian flipped through the books very quickly. After finishing this book, he went to the next one.

The books are all made of high-quality silk, and the hands are smooth. If one is not careful, the book slipped out of Yang Jian's hands.

The book fell, and the things contained in the book were exposed.

Yang Jian bent down to pick it up.

The woman in the painting is in the cardamom age, with fluttering skirts, in a cluster of flowers, with crooked smiling eyes, leaning over to pick a blooming flower.

Beside her, two butterflies danced lightly.

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