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

Yang Jian came through the bamboo forest, and the golden sun cast a faint light on his body.

On a sunny day and the wind was breezy, Yang Jian picked up Ruoxuanzhu, and said to the wolf monster, "Let this fairy go."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit raised her eyebrows, slightly surprised.

If she didn't make a mistake in her calculation, the wind of the wolf demon should be able to blow Yang Jian to another mountain, and it took only half a quarter of an hour for Yang Jian to rush over.

Jin Ling looked at Yang Jian, and came to a conclusion that he either could climb clouds, or he had superior physical strength.

However, since Yang Jian is willing to make a move, it saves her from doing so.This wolf demon's morality is too low, her killing him is tantamount to bullying the younger, considering that she was born in Jiejiao, she also has the common problem of self-conceit that is unique to Jiejiao.

Whenever the disciples of Jiejiao make a move, they are equal in power. Bullying the weak and bullying the small by the big is the style of explaining the teaching.

If Yang Jian could kill the wolf demon, she would just ask Yang Jian for one thing, and she would thank him for his action.However, with Yang Jian's ability to run all over the mountain after being chased by the big golden crow, I'm afraid he may not be the opponent of the wolf demon.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was in a complicated mood.

"Yo, the hero saves the beauty?"

The wolf demon turned around, looked at Yang Jian, and smiled contemptuously: "Just you?"

Although the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit didn't think much of the wolf demon, she thought the same thing as the wolf demon at that time——Yang Jian is now a mortal, so what can he use to compete with the wolf demon?That thin body is probably not enough for a wolf monster to fit between its teeth.

Yang Jian's thin body was just as Jin Ling expected, and he was thrown to the ground by the wolf demon with one punch.

Sure enough, he was someone who was going to teach in the future, and he couldn't even beat a little wolf demon.

Jin Ling sighed secretly, as expected, this Yang Jian was not worthy of her thanking him.

Jin Ling stroked the jade hairpin, and was about to make a move, when several sharp rays of light appeared out of thin air, like sharpened blades, and instantly hit the wolf demon.

The wind blows the leaves and rustles.

The body of the wolf demon fell to the ground with a bang, shaking up layers of leaves on the ground.

Yang Jian seemed to have exhausted all his strength, hurriedly retreated halfway, holding the tree trunk beside him with his hands, bowing his head and panting unceasingly.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he asked, "Fairy, are you alright?"

The wolf demon died, and the jade hairpin also received the green light. Jin Ling casually inserted the hairpin into his hair, looked up and down at the exhausted young man in front of him, and didn't answer.

Yang Jian's appearance and attack caught her by surprise, completely different from the treacherous and cunning image in her impression.

The Yang Jian in her impression, in order to win, will do anything to win, has no bottom line, and has no three views, but the Yang Jian in front of her is a young man with a very simple mind.

Was it her memory that made a mistake, or was it because Yang Jian was pure in nature, and after he joined the Chanjiao, he was influenced by the Chanjiao and changed his temperament?

Jiejiao pays attention to rewards and revenge, how should she face Yang Jian who is going to teach in the future?

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit thought for a while, and finally said: "You act for me today, and I will allow you to do it in the future."

Yang Jian raised his head and looked at her with clear eyes. She met his gaze and said calmly: "After the matter is over, we will have nothing to do with you."

Yang Jian was startled, and said, "Fairy doesn't like Yang Jian?"

His hands hang down, like a child who has made a mistake, his eyes are clear and clean, his brows are slightly frowned, and he looks a little at a loss.

Jin Ling said: "You'd better think about what you want me to do for you."

She came back to confer God again, and she really didn't want to have too much contact with this future Chanjiao disciple.

So the best way is to repay Yang Jian's kindness, and after the two are not owed each other, when they meet again, each of the gods will rely on their own abilities.

After Jin Ling finished speaking, she didn't look at Yang Jian's expression again, and reached out to touch the broken leg. The leg was broken completely, but fortunately, the bone was not broken into slag. She put all the bones back into place one by one with her fingers.

As for Yang Jian, who was holding on to the tree to breathe, she didn't take it very seriously.

Although Yang Jian has mana, he doesn't know how to use it very much. Facing people who have mana but can't use it, Jin Ling can protect himself from injury even if he loses all mana.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit lowered her head and concentrated on breaking the bones.

A crisp sound echoed in the woods, beads of sweat glistened on Jin Ling's forehead, and under the shroud of the sun, his face had a hazy glint of water.

Her legs hurt a lot, but she still didn't have much expression on her face. Her face had been cold for a long time, and she didn't quite remember how to adjust her facial expressions.

After returning all the bones in the leg, she casually tore off a few strands of cloth from the clothes, and picked up a branch from the ground to fix the leg.

However, her leg was broken, and with the broken leg, she couldn't lift it at all, let alone wrap the cloth strips around her leg.

Jin Ling tried again, but apart from excruciating pain, she couldn't lift her legs at all.

At this moment, a pair of slender hands lifted her legs very lightly, and carefully fixed her legs with cloth strips and branches.

In the Yin and Shang Dynasties, Confucius had not yet been born, and the rituals of Zhou had not yet formed, so the folk customs were rough and the defense of men and women was far less stringent than later. Therefore, it was not a big deal for Yang Jian to fix her legs.

Yang Jian tied a beautiful bow on her leg and said, "If the fairy is in pain, it's okay to cry."

"Crying out, it won't hurt so much."

Yang Jian's movements were extremely light, and his voice was also extremely light, as if what Jin Ling said just now had no effect on him at all.

Compared with his attitude of helping her again and again regardless of past suspicions, what she said just now is a bit cold.

Jin Ling raised her eyes to look at Yang Jian, and heard that Zhong Yuyuan died at his hands. Although she could not blame Yang Jian for conferring gods according to her own ability, she still felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Those are the apprentices she brought up, from babbling to daring to compete with God, countless days and nights, they are by her side.Although they later had some conflicts, the friendship between master and apprentice is not fake.

Jin Ling lowered his eyelids, stretched out his hand to Yang Jian, and motioned him to return the cloth to her: "I'm not a weak woman in the world."

Responding to her was Yang Jian's chuckle: "Fairies have lost their mana now, how is it different from mortal women? It's also necessary to cry out in pain."

Yang Jian gently raised her other leg, and said slowly: "Since the fairy saved my sister, she is my benefactor. Killing the wolf demon this time is just to repay the fairy's kindness."

He raised his eyebrows, looked at her, and said earnestly: "Even if the fairy has no kindness to me, I will save the fairy. I am the same as the fairy, and I can't do things that I will die without saving."

Jin Ling was noncommittal, after all, he was someone who was going to teach in the future, his strength was not very good, but his rhetoric was the same.

Seeing that Jin Ling didn't speak, Yang Jian frowned slightly on his childish face, and asked, "Is it true what the fairy said to allow me?"

Jin Ling said, "Naturally."

Yang Jian heaved a sigh of relief, lifted his clothes, knelt down in front of Jin Ling, and said, "I want to worship the fairy as my teacher."

The Great Golden Crow itself is quite powerful, and he is one of the best generals in the heavenly court. However, such a person, in front of Jin Ling, just waved his hand and disappeared.

There is no room for resistance.

Jin Ling's magic power is too terrifying. Think about it again, the Great Golden Crow called Jin Ling the Supreme Immortal respectfully. You must know that the Great Golden Crow is the son of the Jade Emperor, and his status is extremely noble. The status of the spirit among the gods.

Instead of worshiping a real Yuding who he is not familiar with as a teacher, it is better to worship the fairy in front of him as a teacher.

The fairy in front of her has strong mana, her status is far above the Great Golden Crow, and she is also kind-hearted. Although she has lost all her mana now, and she doesn't know when she will recover it, teaching apprentices doesn't have to use mana, she just needs to use her experience to Just teach him.

I just don't know if she is willing to accept him as an apprentice.

Holding the clothes in his hands, Yang Jian breathed more shallowly.

Jin Ling frowned slightly, and the raised phoenix eyes were somewhat sharp, and said: "Why do you want to worship me as a teacher?"

Jin Ling squinted at Yang Jian. She thought that Yang Jian would make other demands, such as being rich in the world or having power in the world. What she never expected was that Yang Jian wanted to worship her as his teacher.

Although her Taoist name is the Holy Mother, but when she asks herself, she feels that she is not worthy of this title.

Now that she has returned to Fengshen, the Yang Jian in front of her has never harmed her apprentice, so she will not blame the current Yang Jian for what another Yang Jian did.It is true that he will not vent his anger, but looking at Yang Jian now, he will inevitably think of another matter about Yang Jian.

So she felt that the best ending for her and Yang Jian would be when Yang Jian entered the teaching and they would see each other on the battlefield during the Battle of Conferred Gods.

Although Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun Yang Jian's Taoism is very deep, and he has hurt several disciples, but Jin Ling feels that her apprentice Wen Zhong is not bad, if Yun Zhongzi didn't use the big to bully the small, Wen Zhong would not have died at all ridge.

Her apprentice, Wen Zhong, has no rivals among the three generations of Jiejiao's disciples, and many of the second-generation disciples of Jiejiao and Chanjiao are not as powerful as him, let alone the third-generation disciples of Chanjiao.If Yang Jian confronted him head-on, he might not be his opponent.

Besides, now that she is back, Yun Zhongzi has her to clean up.Not to mention Yun Zhongzi, even if the twelve golden immortals came together, she would just clean them up together, and would never ask them to bully her apprentices.

What is bullying juniors?Have the ability to walk a few times in front of her.

Yang Jian said: "Because the fairy has a kind heart and profound morals."

"The status of the Great Golden Crow is so noble, just because the fairy can't see him hurting mortals, so he beats him as soon as he wants to."

Yang Jian looked calm: "The fairy is not afraid of power, and Yang Jian admires it, not to mention, the fairy is not a person who does not believe what she says."

Yang Jian clenched his hands into fists, his chest heaving slightly.

Jin Ling had a panoramic view of his nervousness and did not answer.

In a way, Yang Jian is somewhat similar to her apprentice Wen Zhong.It's not the face, but the slightly bewildered look in the eyes at a certain moment.Closing her eyes, she could still recall Wen Zhong's appearance as a teenager.

The wind in Penglai Xiandao has always been gentle, like a lover's hand.At that time, Wen Zhong passed through the flowers and handed her a bouquet of flowers that bloomed just right. Then, with a light smile and warm eyes, he asked her, "Master, do you like it?"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit stopped breathing, and opened her eyes again after a while.

In front of him, Yang Jian was dressed in civilian clothes, covered in moonlight, and his beautiful eyes were very clean.

As the night wind blew, Jin Ling looked away.

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