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

Jin Ling never thought that Yang Jian would forget her.

Yang Jian has always been very devoted to her, always rushing ahead of her, and regards her life as more important than his own, but no matter how important it is, he still doesn't remember her.

To be more precise, it's not that Yang Jian doesn't remember her anymore, it's that he doesn't remember the things that he once worshiped her as his teacher.

Yang Jian walked out of Xuanjing's coffin, slapped her, and said, "It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Jinling."

He still seemed to be smiling at Yan Yan in Japanese, his brows were clear, but in his eyes, the attachment to her was gone, and there was a little more imperceptible exploration.

That kind of inquiry is what Yang Jian once faced with his disciples.

"Yuxu Palace, Yang Jian?"

Jin Ling glanced at him indifferently, then withdrew his gaze.

This is what Yang Jian said after he woke up about his new identity, Yuanshi Tianzun's closed disciple.

He was ordered by Yuanshi Tianzun's teacher to go out to do errands, but when he woke up, he was in the coffin of Xuanjing.

After listening to his words, Yu Yuan opened his mouth wide and did not utter a single word for a long time.

The consciousness of Haotian God was flying wildly, Jin Ling stabilized his mind, sat down while holding the Xuanjing coffin, his face turned pale again, and asked: "Your master... is Yuanshi Tianzun?"

"nature."

Yang Jian peeped at her expression and saw that there was no blood on her lips, so he couldn't help frowning, and said, "Fellow Daoist, are you injured?"

Jin Ling shook his head and said no problem.

She knew that Yuanshi Tianzun would not make her feel better so easily, but she didn't expect Yuanshi Tianzun to put his idea on her apprentice.

She went to heaven and earth for Yang Jian, and in the end, Yang Jian became Yuanshi Tianzun's closed disciple.

Yuanshi Tianzun's behavior is really the same as before, even if he can't kill you, he can still make you unhappy.

It's like a fishbone lying across your throat, you can't take it off, you can't swallow it, it will kill you.

Yu Yuan had already jumped up, pulled Yang Jian and said, "Junior Brother, how can you not remember Master?"

"Master went through life and death for you—"

Yang Jian pulled back his sleeve from Yu Yuan's hand without a trace, and the demeanor and tone of receiving people and things made people unmistakable, and there was a slight alienation in the silence, and said: "Fellow Daoist, you made a mistake."

"Among the sages and immortals, only Master knows the Nine-Turn Mysterious Kung Fu, and later Master taught me the Nine-Turn Mysterious Kung Fu."

"My master, of course, belongs to Yuanshi Tianzun."

Jin Ling closed his eyes.

After learning the Nine Turns Xuan Gong, the physical body is immortal, and no magic weapon below the sage can harm it.

That's right, only Yuanshi Tianzun and Yang Jian are the only ones in the world who know the Nine-turn Mysterious Art. Yang Jian's Nine-turn Mysterious Art was of course given by Yuanshi Tianzun.

That year Yuanshi Tianzun wanted to teach her the Nine Turns of Mysterious Kung Fu, she insisted on her profound knowledge, and none of her disciples could be her opponent, so she said, she is not human, she does not have a physical body, so there is no need to learn such things, Yuanshi Tianzun will teach you as you like.

Ten thousand years later, she no longer remembered this incident. When she heard that Zhong was becoming an apprentice, Yuanshi Tianzun asked the Nanji Xianweng to send a congratulatory gift, which was the Jiuzhuan Xuangong.

Wen Zhong disliked teaching skills and disdain to learn, so Jin Ling put the book on hold.

Later, when Yang Jian was accepted, Jin Ling thought that Yang Jian was a demigod, so he gave the book to Yang Jian.Yang Jian thought that she prepared it for him specially, so he learned it very diligently. He never thought that the root of the disaster was planted like this.

Thinking about it carefully, Yuanshi Tianzun's calculations have been laid out since she started to listen to Wen Zhong, but Wen Zhongmin is precocious, and he is quite extreme, and he doesn't pay attention to things that explain and teach.Later, Yang Jian was completely ignorant of these grievances, so he followed Yuanshi Tianzun's way.

Speaking of it, I still blame her, I don't have any previous memories, I just thought that Yuanshi Tianzun sent the Nanji Xianweng to send books just to express his master's concern for the disciples below, how could he think of these twists and turns?

And everyone in Jiejiao, from the leader of Tongtian to the Xiaoxian below, are not scheming people, and they can't think of Yuanshi Tianzun's plan at all.

She lost this calculation from the very beginning. She took great pains to teach Yang Jian, who is capable all over, and became an elite in explaining and teaching. It is not difficult to imagine how many Jiejiao disciples will be killed in the future battlefield of Conferring Gods.

She has high hopes that when she leaves school, she will meet her young apprentice Yang Jian who can drink a cup of hot tea with her. She is afraid that she will be able to poke her heart more than Wen Zhong and Yu Yuan.

Yu Yuan's voice in the room was too loud, and Wen Zhong, who had a dark face and impatient face, came in and took a look. After learning the reason, he punched Yang Jian without saying a word.

Yang Jian took Wen Zhong's heavy punch, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "What do you mean, Brother Dao?"

Wen Zhong was too lazy to tell him, the golden whip attracted Tianlei, and he immediately fought with Yang Jian.

Jin Ling opened his eyes, watching the farce in the room.

Wen Zhong is the most outstanding of the three generations of Jiejiao's disciples, his cultivation is unfathomable, even far surpassing the second generation of Jiejiao's disciples.

Even among the eight direct disciples of Lord Tongtian, there are several who are not his opponents.If not, in the last life, he would not have defended the Yin and Shang dynasties by himself. If the later saints did not intervene in the deification of the gods, Jiang Ziya, the second generation disciple of Chanjiao, would be as tall as three feet on the grave.

Wen Zhong didn't like Yang Jian a long time ago, and when he encountered this kind of thing again today, he made his moves ruthlessly and fiercely, with killer moves everywhere. If he had changed to other immortals, he would have died under his golden whip long ago. Standing on the list of gods.

But Yang Jian is different. Yang Jian has already practiced the Nine Turns Mysterious Kung Fu, so he handles it well.

Yu Yuan's Taoism was a little weak, and he couldn't get his hands in at all, he scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and looked at Jin Ling as if asking for help.

Jin Ling left Yang Jian and Wen Zhong.

"Master!"

"Zhong'er, step back."

Jin Ling pulled Wen Zhong behind him, and looked up at Yang Jian.

After such a fight with Wen Zhong, his expression was still as if he had just arrived, and there was no trace of frustration on his face.

Jin Ling knew that his self-cultivation had always been very good, he was calm and calm, but Jin Ling also knew that these characters were how Yang Jian treated others.

In front of her, Yang Jian has always been a half-grown boy, not particularly mature, and occasionally rash, more like childish words to protect her in the future.

But now, Yang Jian's haste and childishness were gone, he just stood in front of her, his twinkling eyes narrowed slightly, there was one part of guarding and two parts of scrutiny.

Jin Ling suddenly didn't know what to say.

He was no longer the half-grown boy beside her, he was much taller than her, with the outline of a grown man, with slightly raised sword eyebrows, and looked like a general.

She is very strange.

Jin Ling finally said: "Since you said he is your master, then he is your master."

Although she is now integrated with Haotian and is at the same level as the saint, she is helpless against the restrictions imposed by the saint.

The sage Haotian complement each other, and no one can do anything about it.

For a moment, she wanted to capture all of Chanjiao's disciples and wash them all into interceptors, but that kind of method was too low-handed, and she didn't bother to do it, not to mention, she couldn't look down on Chanjiao's five scumbags. superior.

Jin Ling withdrew his gaze and said, "Let's go."

Yuanshi Tianzun knew that she would not do anything to Yang Jian, so he had no scruples.

Jin Ling suddenly remembered that when she was at Qilinya, she learned a new word and ran to ask Yuanshi Tianzun what it meant.

That word is weakness.

Yuanshi Tianzun was sitting in meditation at that time, and was impatient with her shaking, so he said: "Don't have such things as weakness."

"A fairy with a weakness cannot become a saint."

At that time, she pouted after hearing this, and said, "I don't believe it."

Later, she really didn't believe Yuanshi Tianzun's words.

The Lord Tongtian is her weakness, her many senior brothers and sisters are her weakness, her apprentices are also her weakness, and Yuanshi Tianzun has now grasped her weakness.

But she also believes that she is their weakness, and they are also her weakness, the softest and the strongest.

The golden spirit pierced through his fingertips, pressing between Yang Jian's brows.

The golden blood instantly sank into Yang Jian's eyebrows, and Yang Jian frowned slightly, becoming more defensive.

Jin Ling said: "I once took in an apprentice, also named Yang Jian."

"When we first met, I saved his younger sister Yang Chan. Later, his mother was sunburned to death by the golden crow. I went to Jiuchongtian to ask the Jade Emperor to ask for his mother's soul."

Yang Jian's eyebrows deepened again, and Jin Ling continued: "That person may or may not be you, who knows?"

Jin Ling turned his back to Yang Jian, and said in a dark voice, "Fellow Daoist, let's go."

"I will meet the gods someday, and I will not show mercy."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Jian was pushed out of Penglai Island.

Yun Xiao who rushed over after hearing the news took a look at Yang Jian who was taken away by the wind, and saw the golden light between his brows, although it was faint, it still existed.

Yun Xiao bowed his head and thought for a moment, then the meeting was over, he smiled softly, entered the room, and said to Jin Ling: "Senior Sister is just like back then, she can disturb people's minds by keeping a calm face."

Yang Jian returned to Qilin Cliff, and all the disciples of Chanjiao smiled and greeted him when they saw him along the way, with an all-too-familiar look.

But Jin Ling's words did not seem to be fake.

Yang Jian fell into deep thought.

His contemplation didn't last long before he was interrupted, Yuanshi Tianzun called him.

Yang Jian slightly adjusted his clothes and hair crown, raised his eyebrows to meet Yuanshi Tianzun: "Master, longevity is boundless."

Yuan Shi Tianzun came to him because of the matter of conferring the gods, saying that he was afraid that Jiang Ziya would not be Wen Zhong's opponent, so he asked him to go down the mountain to help Jiang Ziya.

Yang Jian responded.

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned, and said in a low voice, "Do you have something on your mind?"

Yang Jian rolled his eyes at Yuanshi Tianzun from the corner of his eye, and asked tentatively, "Master, do you know the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit?"

The corners of Yuanshi Tianzun's mouth drooped, and he said coldly, "Neither male nor female."

Xuandu woke up Lao Tzu who had fallen asleep again during meditation, and after telling him what had happened recently, he asked, "Master, do you want to take care of Second Master's behavior like this?"

Lao Tzu's eyes blurred: "Teacher, do you know that among the three religions, Qilin Cliff is the only one that has no restrictions, and both saints and it can spy on it?"

Xuan Du shook his head, Lao Tzu yawned, turned over and went to sleep again, before falling asleep, he muttered in a low voice: "At the end of the battle, what are you doing with him?"

The author has something to say:

Yuanshi Tianzun:....I can fight for another 500 years

Jinling: Hehehe

Yuan Shi's slap in the face won't be too far away

In my setting he is a tragic character

Among the three saints, he was the first one to fall 233333