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

Ran Deng walked out of the courtyard, and saw the sage shining brightly, the head of the Tongtian Church flying up, his eyebrows unrestrained and unrestrained, and the golden spirit standing behind him, his clothes fluttering, just like the person in the painting.

A Tongtian leader, Yuanshitian Venerable still couldn't deal with it, and now there are two quasi-sages, I am afraid that the catastrophe of Chanjiao will be inevitable.

Ran Deng shook his head, went back to the yard, and closed the door tightly.

Just sitting down and opening the scriptures, before I had time to read the words on it, a majestic but seductive voice sounded: "I promise you the palm of the teaching."

Ran Deng paused with his fingers, slowly closed the scriptures, closed his eyes, let out a breath, and said, "Conditions?"

Nanji Xianweng glanced at the closed door of the burning lamp, frowned, stepped forward, blocked the way of the leader of Tongtian, bowed to meet the ceremony, and said: "Master uncle, longevity is boundless."

"Master is retreating—"

Before he could finish speaking, Master Tongtian waved his hand, fixed him aside, held Qingping sword, and stepped into Yuxu Palace.

This is still the case when the Antarctic fairy meets the leader of Tongtian, let alone other disciples who are not good at teaching. Under the pressure of absolute strength, stopping the leader of Tongtian is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

Master Tongtian came all the way to the door of Yuanshi Tianzun's room.

Jin Ling was about to knock on the door, but before his fingers touched the door, the door opened silently.

Yuanshi Tianzun closed his eyes and meditated on the futon.

Master Tongtian cast a glance at Yuanshi Tianzun, saw that his eyes were closed and his lips were snow-white. After thinking for a while, he put the Qingping sword aside, and said, "Senior brother, where is the way of heaven?"

The ten thousand years of friendship between the three Qing Dynasty, unless it is absolutely necessary, the Master Tongtian is not willing to face the sword with Yuanshi Tianzun.

Of course, if Yuanshi Tianzun is stubborn, he doesn't mind fighting with Yuanshi Tianzun.

Anyway, both of them are saints, and no one can kill the other. Even if they are injured, they will be fine after recuperating for a while.

This is the benefit of a saint, immortality.

Yuanshi Tianzun raised his eyebrows, not angry but arrogant, his eyes were still solemn and majestic as usual.

Behind the Master Tongtian is Jin Ling. The little girl who used to chatter behind him is no longer as charming as before. The alienation of fireworks in the world.

Yuanshi Tianzun's gaze paused for a while, and he sarcastically said, "Neither male nor female."

To this day, he still cannot accept the integration of Jinling and Haotian God.

It was an existence that made him extremely disgusted.

Master Tongtian frowned slightly, Yun Xiao looked at Jin Ling, Jin Ling looked indifferent, as if she didn't hear the sarcasm of Yuanshi Tianzun, she just looked at Yuanshi Tianzun lightly, her eyes did not fluctuate.

No sadness or joy, no desire and no desire.

Master Tongtian stretched out his hand, and the Qingping sword returned to his palm, pointing at the tip of the sword, Yuanshi Tianzun's Sanbaoyu Ruyi appeared in the Dharma form.

"Stay away, don't hurt you."

The sword is like a shooting star, and also like a long rainbow. Wherever it goes, everything will be crushed into powder in an instant.

Jin Ling and Yunxiao rode the clouds to escape, and Yuanshi Tianzun and the leader of Tongtian had already fought together on the ground.

Unlike the Tongtian leader who was suppressed everywhere in the past few days, today's leader Tongtian is suppressed by Qilinya's dojo and cannot display his true strength, but he is still fighting with Yuanshi Tianzun, and he is equally divided.

In another round, Master Tongtian's Qingping Sword pressed against Yuanshi Tianzun's Sanbao Yuruyi, and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Senior Brother, I'm sorry."

Yuanshi Tianzun kept his face cold and silent, and with his fingers forcefully separated the Qingping sword, the leader of Tongtian retreated to the side.

Master Tongtian brushed the broken hair on his forehead, and approached Yuanshi Tianzun again in an instant.

The fighting skills of the two saints attracted the disciples of Chanjiao. Naturally, they couldn't intervene in the fighting skills of the saints, but seeing that the golden spirit cloud was still in the clouds, they sacrificed magic weapons one after another and attacked the two together.

Jin Ling said: "Don't hurt their lives."

She and the Master Tongtian came here to get back the destiny to prove the way, not for the two religions to kill each other.

Yun Xiao nodded, the magic weapon in his hand was only used to deal with the disciples of Chanjiao, but never really hurt them fundamentally.

In the chaos, Jin Ling sensed the breath of heaven.

Swinging aside the little disciple who explained education in front of him, Jin Ling looked at the courtyard where the lamp was lit.

"there."

Yun Xiao took the magic weapon and said, "Let's go."

Jin Ling and Haotian merged into one, and when facing the seriously injured Tiandao, she was sure enough to capture it.

And Yunxiao's Taoism is only inferior to hers, and he can prove the Tao just by chance. Although Ran Deng is the deputy head teacher of interpretation and education, he may not be Yunxiao's opponent.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jin Ling passed by many disciples and came to the burning lamp yard.

Ran Deng held the Dinghai Pearl in his hand, his eyes were dark, he looked Jin Ling up and down, and said: "Fellow Daoist, being too conceited is not a good thing."

As soon as the words fell, the Dinghai Pearl in his hand struck out instantly, Jin Ling's pupils shrank suddenly, and without even thinking about it, he sacrificed the dragon and tiger jade Ruyi to block Yun Xiao.

In the previous life, Jin Ling was attacked by Ran Deng with Dinghai Pearl.

Ding Haizhu hit her on the forehead, and her soul went to the list of gods.

Dinghaizhu is the property of Yuanshi Tianzun, with the blessing of the saint's mana, Jin Ling dare not take the risk of letting Yunxiao also be hit by this Dinghaizhu.

Dinghaizhu and Longhuyu Ruyi collided, and Longhuyu Ruyi shattered at the sound, Yunxiao had already dodged there, although he was smiling, his eyes were cold.

Yun Xiao said: "What a deputy head teacher of explaining education."

Ran Deng said: "Don't dare, dare not."

But his hands didn't stop, and kept attacking Yunxiao.

Jin Ling spread out her palms, and the Feijin sword appeared in her palm, and rushed in front of Ran Deng instantly, with the Feijin sword lying on his neck, and said coldly: "Heavenly Dao, why don't you show up yet?"

Ran Deng smiled strangely, turned over to avoid the sharp edge of Fei Jinjian, and said in a deep and dignified voice, "Zhu Zi."

Jin Ling frowned slightly, and gave Yun Xiao a wink, Yun Xiao understood and avoided the two of them.

Jin Ling pressed her finger on the Feijin sword, and the sharp blade cut through her fingertips.

The golden blood flowed out and was quickly absorbed by Fei Jinjian.

Ran Deng squinted his eyes, and sent a voice transmission to Yuanshi Tianzun: "Help the orphan."

Yuanshi Tianzun, who was wrestling with the leader of Tongtian, curled his lips slightly, his eyes were contemptuous, and San Baoyu Ruyi showed his true form, like a mountain piercing into the clouds, trapping the leader of Tongtian.

Master Tongtian raised his eyebrows, turned Qingping sword upside down, and in an instant, thousands of miles of lotus leaves spread out around him without a sound.

Ran Deng has been forced to a desperate situation by Jin Ling, and Jin Ling only needs a sword to force the way of heaven out of Ran Deng's body.

The flying golden sword was as fast as lightning, and it pierced Ran Deng's chest in a blink of an eye, but at this moment, the figure of Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly appeared.

Yuanshi Tianzun came too fast, and Jin Ling had no time to stop. The flying golden sword blessed by the blood of Haotian pierced Yuanshi Tianzun's chest fiercely.

The breeze on Qilin Cliff is still the same, mixed with the sweet fragrance of flowers, just like ten thousand years ago, Jin Ling is wearing an apricot shirt, with crooked smiling eyes.

Incomplete memory fragments flooded in like a tide, Jin Ling stopped breathing for a moment, and slowly let go of the Feijin Sword with his fingers.

The moon was bright that year, Yuanshi Tianzun brushed her hair with his fingers, his face was stern, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he looked down at her.

She was uncomfortable being looked at by him, so she looked away.

Yuanshi Tianzun's voice was not as cold and cold as in the past, and it drifted to her ears with the night wind and the fragrance of flowers: "After this matter is over, I will help you become a saint."

"You, would you like to?"

Under the light of the moonlight, the goose yellow dress turned into a beautiful light yellow. Jin Ling smiled and rolled her eyes, looking innocent and childish, and said, "What's so good about being holy? I'm fine now."

Yuanshi Tianzun turned his head, the softness in his eyes flashed, and the movement of reaching out his hand was frozen in the air, and finally landed on her hair, rubbing her soft and smooth hair.

Memories rose and receded like sea water, and the submerged Jin Ling was a little out of breath.

Yuanshi Tianzun hugged her small body and came to Chongtian 33 by himself. Facing the bright yellow figure, he said, "Yuxu Palace Yuanshi, come to ask the Haotian God for medicine."

Haotian God turned around, glanced at her, and said in a dignified voice, "After ten thousand years, you need to do something for Gu."

"it is good."

"I only want you to swear on the body of a saint."

The sweet floral fragrance lingered around Jin Ling, and Jin Ling's fingers holding the sword trembled slightly.

Yuanshi Tianzun held the blade of the Feijin Sword horizontally, and sent it into his body, blood overflowed, leaving only the hilt of the Feijin Sword in front of Yuanshi Tianzun's chest.

Jin Ling was brought forward by his sudden movement, and the familiar warm breath greeted her face.

Although the saint and Haotian can't kill the other, they can die together. Haotian's blood is blessed on the Feijin sword, and the Feijin sword can hurt the saint's root.

Haotian's consciousness became weaker and weaker. Ran Deng was fixed in place by the flying golden sword that passed through Yuanshi Tianzun, and he shouted in despair: "No—it's the way of heaven alone!"

Yuanshi Tianzun's palm lightly fell on her hair, and his voice was cold: "From now on, you and I will never owe each other."

The breeze brought the fragrance of lotus leaves, and Haotian and the Dao of Heaven merged into one again, and Haotian's voice sounded: "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, for obtaining the Dao."

Yuanshi Tianzun closed his eyes.

The giant mountain that trapped Master Tongtian suddenly disappeared, and Master Tongtian rushed to Jin Ling's side.

Under the colorful light, Jin Ling looked at the breathless Yuanshi Tianzun, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.

The Master Tongtian was panting violently, supported the body of Yuanshi Tianzun who was about to fall, and said in disbelief: "Senior brother... has fallen?"

Jin Ling closed his eyes, and Ran Deng spat out blood.

Yun Xiao rushed over, looked at Jin Ling, and then at Yuanshi Tianzun, there was no smile in his smiling eyes.

Ran Deng covered his bleeding chest with his hands, and left quickly while the three of them were unprepared.

Those who left together were Sun Puxian and Manjusri who were afraid to stay.

The disciples who were thousands of miles away felt the fall of Yuanshi Tianzun, their bodies shook, and they spit out a mouthful of blood.

Jiang Ziya rolled down from the four statues, tremblingly held the hand of his entourage, got up from the ground, looked at Yang Jian with panic in his eyes.

Yang Jian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Kunlun Mountain.

After a little hesitation, Yang Jian said, "I'll go back to Qilin Cliff to find out."

Yuanshi Tianzun is a saint, a saint is immortal, and will not fall at all, but the current situation is that Yuanshi Tianzun has indeed fallen.

What kind of catastrophe should a saint fall?

Jiang Ziya grabbed Yang Jian's sleeve, his gaze was erratic, and he said, "It's too dangerous."

Yang Jian took Jiang Ziya's hand away without a trace, and said, "If I can't come back, senior brother will go to fend for himself."

After speaking, under the gaze of everyone, he drove away on a cloud.

Yang Jian descended from the clouds, and after a great battle in Yuxu Palace, it was no longer the same as when he left.

The door plaque was cut in two by a sword and rolled on the ground.

Yang Jian restored the door plaque to one and released the restriction on the Antarctic fairy.

Nanji Xianweng's eyes were reddish, he pulled his sleeve, waved his hand, and stepped into the void.

"The catastrophe has come"

Nanji Xianweng took a black jade finger wrench from his bosom, handed it to Yang Jian, and said: "Master has long calculated that there will be today's disaster."

"He said, if he falls, you will teach and teach."

Yang Jian took a deep breath, and took Mo Yu's finger wrench respectfully.

Haotian God has returned to the 33rd heaven, and started a new round of endless competition for destiny with Tiandao.

Yun Xiao looked at Master Tongtian, then at Jin Ling, and said slowly, "Senior sister, your divination skills are unmatched among the three religions."

"Why don't you try to calculate whether the uncle really fell, or whether he escaped disaster and entered the world."

Jin Ling closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes were clear: "Okay."

She had imagined countless possibilities of how Yuanshi Tianzun would compensate her, but what she didn't expect was that Yuanshi Tianzun ended their grievances and hatreds in such a tragic and decisive way.

When he said that he owed nothing, she could feel the imperceptible fatigue in his voice.

Yes, they finally owe each other.

Yuanshi Tianzun paid off his debt to her, and at the price of falling, stripped Haotian God from her body, gave her the destiny, and allowed her to become a saint.

At that time, she was young, and she couldn't understand Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes, and couldn't understand the nine turns and eighteen turns in his words. Now that she thinks about it carefully, she can only say a joke.

Jin Ling couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, as if his heart, which had been filled to the brim, was suddenly emptied.

Empty and quiet, you can hear your own heartbeat.

Not love, not hate.

Jin Ling spread out her palms, and water drops fell silently on her palms, before disappearing quickly.

The Dao is fifty, the Tianyan is fourty-nine, and one of them is escaped. Perhaps it is true as Yunxiao said, Yuanshi Tianzun did not fall, but escaped disaster and entered the world.

Jin Ling's eyes began to become blurred. In the mist, she saw the big star falling to the ground, the fish rolling in the river, and the swaying water drops falling on the lotus leaves, which were quickly caught by the light of the Golden Crow. evaporated.

The white crane stood on one foot in the pond, swallowing the fish.

The white crane was captured again and sent to the deep wall of Zhumen.

The fog gradually thickened, and Jin Ling couldn't see anything.

Yun Xiao said: "Senior Sister?"

There was bursts of celestial music in the sky, auspicious clouds opened the way, and Lao Tzu came riding backwards on a green bull.

Lao Tzu fell on Qilin Cliff, and Master Tongtian turned around.

Yuanshi Tianzun had always been on good terms with Lao Tzu, when Yuan Shi Tianzun fell, the bewildered disciples of Chanjiao gathered around Lao Tzu, bowed down and wailed.

Xuandu comforted the disciples of Chanjiao, Lao Tzu took a look at the ruined Yuxu Palace, walked slowly towards Master Tongtian, and said with regret: "The three religions are originally one family."

"Brother's move is tantamount to breaking his own arm."

Master Tongtian protected Jinling Yunxiao behind him, smiled wryly, and explained to Lao Tzu: "Senior brother, if I say that everything today is in the calculation of the second senior brother, do you believe it or not?"

Lao Tzu flicked the dust whisk, and in an instant, Yuxu Palace returned to its original appearance. Lao Tzu rubbed the dust whisk with his fingers, as if he might make a move at any time, and said: "Junior brother, you need to explain to Chan Jiao today."

"The catastrophe is imminent, the saint will die, and the world will be in chaos."

The corner of Master Tongtian's mouth twitched slightly, the world was already in chaos, and I still need to tell him specifically?

Lao Tzu and Yuanshi Tianzun have always been on good terms, never coming early or late, but they came at this time, and what they said was so righteous, if I said that I didn't have the intention to annex the power of teaching, I'm afraid I wouldn't believe it .

Tongtian glanced at the disciples of Chanjiao who were crying into a ball, his eyes were a bit disgusted, he didn't even look down on these immortals who were given to him as disciples for nothing, if I want it, then I will satisfy my heart and give him It doesn't matter.

Anyway, he doesn't like it.

Master Tongtian cleared his throat and was about to speak when Jin Ling walked out from behind him and said, "What happened today is all because of me."

Hearing Jin Ling's voice, the disciples of Chanjiao, who were bending over and weeping, looked up one after another, looking at her with hatred in their eyes.

Jin Ling turned a blind eye and said, "Please give me some time, uncle, and I will give an explanation."

Lao Tzu raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at Jin Ling, and said, "How long is a period?"

"March."

Jin Ling said: "If within three months, if I still can't find a way to save Master, I'm willing to disperse all my cultivation and enter the Conferred God Stage with my soul."

She has never needed the alms of others and the sanctification of the preaching imposed on her.

Yuanshi Tianzun was wrong. The grievances between her and him were wiped out the moment she woke up on Penglai Island.

It is not her who is worried, but Yuanshi Tianzun.

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't owe her anything, let alone compensate her.

If this sanctification is due to Yuanshi Tianzun's sake, she would rather not be sanctified.

Yun Xiao tugged at her sleeve, Master Tongtian raised his brows slightly, Jin Ling smiled faintly, and said, "I don't want to dream back at midnight, I feel guilty when I think of my uncle."

Master Tongtian Sect sighed, he is an apprentice, he is good at everything except one thing, he is too stubborn, even eight cows can't pull back what has been decided, he will hit the south wall and never look back.

Since Yuanshi Tianzun has fallen, she has to suffer. About ten thousand years ago, Yuanshi Tianzun did trick her.

But unfortunately, she didn't accept it.

The Master Tongtian had no choice but to wink at Yunxiao, wanting Yunxiao to persuade her. After all, on this occasion, as the leader of the sect, Yuanshi Tianzun's body is not yet cold, so it is really not easy for him to say anything sarcastic.

But Yun Xiao pursed his lips and remained silent as if he hadn't seen his hint.

Lao Tzu's eyes stayed on Jin Ling for a while, then he turned around and glanced at the disciple of Chanjiao behind him, and asked, "What do you think?"

All the disciples of Chanjiao said yes in unison, Lao Tzu nodded, looked away, and still looked at Jin Ling.

Everything was under his control, Jin Ling was distracted by other things, and it was easier for him to flex his muscles if he didn't get involved in the matter of Fengshen.

There was a faint smile in Lao Tzu's eyes, and when he was about to speak, a clear male voice came: "Slow down."

When everyone turned their heads, they saw Yang Jian wearing black clothes and a white shirt, walking slowly accompanied by Nanji Xianweng.

On the finger holding the folding fan, a black jade ring is particularly eye-catching.

The disciple of Chanjiao stood up, his eyes fell on his thumb ring, and he was bold enough to go up to ask the reason.

The ring finger is the wishful transformation of the dragon and tiger jade of Yuanshi Tianzun, a symbol of elucidation and mastery. It fell into Yang Jian's hands for a while, and the immortals were naturally curious.

Yang Jian came over.

In terms of seniority, Yang Jian, as a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, had to salute as a junior when he met Master Tongtian and Lao Tzu, but he did not salute like this.

Lao Tzu's eyes fell on his finger casually, Master Tongtian also looked at him with a frown, Yang Jian smiled, closed the folding fan, and said: "The internal affairs of Chanjiao should be handled by Chanjiao himself."

"Yang Jian is not talented, and was entrusted by the master when he was in danger, to teach for this sect."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of Chanjiao looked at each other in blank dismay, some were envious, some were unconvinced, and some were jealous.

Yang Jian calmly accepts the disciple's attention, neither humble nor overbearing.

Under the sun, the black jade ring was glowing with a stern light. Lao Tzu looked at the leader of Tongtian, who didn't care about the face of the leader of Tongtian. Yang Jian looked at Jin Ling and said calmly: "Saints don't get involved in karma, and don't fall into reincarnation. Now that the master behaves like this, I don't think so." Since there is his reason, fellow Taoists don’t need to blame themselves.”

The young man's growth seemed to happen overnight, Jin Ling looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, but did not speak.

Yang Jian withdrew his gaze, looked at Master Tongtian, and said, "The catastrophe is imminent, brother Dao, do you still remember the original promise?"

The sun was warm, Master Tongtian lazily picked out his ears, and said casually: "What promise?"

Yang Jian smiled and said, "A sage must not interfere with the Conferred God. If my memory is correct, Brother Dao once had a dispute with Master over this matter."

"is it?"

Yang Jian stroked Mo Yu's finger with his fingers, and said, "If Brother Dao still can't remember, then Yang Jian will give you a hint."

"The two sages of the Western religion once handed over the post to Master."

Master Tongtian paused, and Lao Tzu's eyes narrowed.

The breeze lifted Yang Jian's coat, his voice was clear but also resounding: "If these two saints intervene in conferring gods, will the two Taoists be willing or not?"

Yang Jian's body is not considered strong, and even a little thin. Although his cultivation base is high, he is nothing more than an ant in front of a saint.

However, it was a slightly frail man who held up the last ounce of dignity of Chanjiao.

Yuanshi Tianzun has fallen, if the saints intervene in conferring gods again, those who are waiting to explain and teach disciples will be on the list of conferring gods.

All the immortals understood this truth, but they dared not mention it in front of the two saints.

After all, Yuanshi Tianzun has fallen, and there is no support for explaining the teachings. One bad one angered Tongtian and Laozi.

This bad hand, Yang Jian accepted it calmly, and played it calmly.

Lao Tzu stroked the whisk with his fingers, and said lightly: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Master Tongtian folded his hands in his sleeves and quietly acted as a bystander.

Yang Jian said: "Manjusri and Puxian have gone to invite the two sages of the West. If the two Taoists still have doubts about the apotheosis, they might as well sit down and talk about it."

"no need."

Jin Ling said: "The saints of Jiejiao will not intervene in conferring gods."

Master Tongtian cast a glance at Chanjiao's disciples, hummed briefly, and agreed - as far as the strength of Chanjiao's disciples is concerned, no matter whether the saint intervenes or not, there is only one result waiting for Chanjiao's disciples.

Jin Ling's eyes looked at Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu's eyes were blurred, and he no longer had the momentum of a moment ago.

Lao Tzu raised his eyelids and said: "The Dao is inaction, and I will not interfere."

After finishing speaking, Lao Tzu still rode away on the green bull. Above the clouds, he glanced at Yang Jian standing facing the wind from the corner of his eye.

Master Tongtian was very happy when the golden spirit proclaimed the Dao and sanctified, even the sadness of Yuanshi Tianzun's fall faded a bit.

After Lao Tzu left, Master Tongtian didn't stay long, called Yunxiao Jinling, and prepared to go back to Penglai Island.

Jin Ling said: "Master, go first."

Yun Xiao looked at Yang Jian, and urged Master Tongtian to leave quickly.

After Yang Jian let the sage not intervene in conferring the gods, most of the disciples of Chanjiao were completely convinced by him, and the disciples followed him in an orderly manner.

All the disciples dispersed, only Nanji Xianweng was left. Yang Jian lifted his clothes and respectfully kowtowed three times in front of Yuanshi Tianzun's corpse.

Looking up again, Yang Jian's forehead was bright red.

Seeing Jin Ling, his brows moved slightly, his eyes darkened.

Once upon a time, Yang Jian was like this, showing her great respect, but now, his respect and protection are all given to Yuanshi Tianzun.

After all, she is the apprentice she has carefully taught. Although Yang Jian doesn't remember her, she doesn't want to confront him.

Jin Ling said, "What are your future plans?"

Today's education is showing signs of decline, and with Yang Jian's strength alone, it is really difficult to support it.

Today she was by my side, so I didn't attack Yang Jian, but what about the future?

Lao Tzu is the one who betrayed Sanqing. No one can say what he will do.

Jin Ling even suspected that the death of Yuanshi Tianzun today was also caused by Lao Tzu.

Now that she has been sanctified, she is naturally not afraid of Lao Tzu, but what about Yang Jian?

Laozi intends to annex the teaching, but Yang Jian has become the master of teaching at this time. It is no different from a child carrying a gold brick through the busy market. I can let him go today, but what about next time?

Jin Ling's eyes changed. For a moment, she wanted to take Yang Jian back to Penglai Island regardless of Yang Jian's wishes.

It can be seen that when Yang Jian calmly ordered the disciples to do things, she dismissed the idea again.

Yang Jian asked Nanji Xianweng to protect Yuanshi Tianzun's body and asked him to put it on the Xuanjing bed in Yuxu Palace.

In this way, even if Yuanshi Tianzun falls, his body will not rot.

After finishing all this, Yang Jian looked back, looking at Jin Ling with clear eyes, but did not answer her question, but asked, "Where have I met you?"

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