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

Yang Jian frowned slightly, why didn't he see before that Cihang cared so much about Yuanshi Tianzun?

The Cihang in his memory is not such a sentimental fairy.

When Yuanshi Tianzun fell, Cihang immediately defected to teach in the West with Ran Deng, without any nostalgia, and left simply and neatly.

After experiencing the incident of becoming a god, Yang Jian has no affection for the apostate fairy. The kind of thing that was stabbed in the back when he needed help and support to overcome the difficulties the most, people will never be able to let go of it.

If Cihang only came here for Yuanshi Tianzun, Yang Jian would disdain to pay attention to her, but she mentioned Jin Ling, which made Yang Jian hesitate a bit.

Although he knew that Jinling was the body of a sage, and unless he committed suicide, others would not be able to harm her, but there was no absolute, didn't Yuanshi Tianzun also be tossed to death by the Dao of Heaven?

Who knows if Tiandao's next goal will be Jin Ling.

Yang Jian said: "Master is dead or not, don't you know the best?"

When Yuanshi Tianzun fell, he was still on the Shang and Zhou battlefields, while Cihang was on the Qilin Cliff. Cihang should be more aware of such things than he is.

Everything is silent, only the sound of the waves beating against the rocks is left around.

When Yang Jian almost thought that Cihang had left, Cihang's voice sounded again: "Tell me, how can I save him."

"Master is a saint, he shouldn't be so easy—"

"Cihang!"

Yang Jian thought about what she said, and said coldly: "This is the internal affairs of elucidating the religion. You have already defected to the Western religion. Whether the master is alive or not has nothing to do with you?"

"Teaching never produces traitors, you should understand this."

"I do not have!"

Cihang bit her lip, her eyes were slightly black and blue, and when the night wind blew, she couldn't stop coughing.

She covered her lips with her fingers, and blood overflowed from her fingers. She braced herself and said to Yang Jian, "You just need to tell me how to save him."

"As for rescuing him, he wants me to be ashamed, and I admit it."

Cihang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

She changed into Yang Jian's appearance. Although the battle with Wen Zhong was helped by the lamp, it took a toll on her. If it weren't for that, she wouldn't be able to get past even a small trick.

"As a deal, I can tell you that someone wants to kill Jin Ling."

Speaking of Jin Ling, her eyes dimmed.

Cihang is very clear about what it feels like to like someone.

Yuanshi Tianzun is a very orderly person, and he is quite strict. He is not gentle, but all the gentleness he has is given to Jin Ling.

Jinling is a name that cannot be mentioned in Qilinya. Cihang came too late, and he never knew those who had passed by.

When she came, Jin Ling was no longer there, only an excellent portrait she saw by chance that was preserved by Yuanshi Tianzun.

When Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the painting, his eyelids drooped slightly, casting a faint haze on his face.

At that moment, Cihang clearly realized that she was envious of the person in the painting.

Later, the secret love affair got out of hand, and Cihang met Jin Ling for the first time.

At the meeting of the Three Religions, Jin Ling and Wen Zhong came together.

Wen Zhong, who was dressed in red, had sharp eyebrows, and Jin Ling, who was dressed in pale gold, was clear and indifferent, like a pair of jade couples.

The two sat down on the futon, not knowing what Wen Zhong said, Jin Ling's brows stretched out, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

Cihang almost subconsciously looked at Yuanshi Tianzun's reaction.

Yuanshi Tianzun sat at one end, his face was as stern as usual, only his fingers stayed on the scriptures for a long time, after a long time, he said something in a cold voice, solemn.

As the night wind blew past, Cihang's figure swayed, and his vision became more and more blurred.

Before her consciousness completely disappeared, she seemed to see that person walking over again.

He was wearing a crow-blue robe, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, and slightly drooping corners of his mouth. He was very powerful, but he felt inexplicably at ease.

Just like when we first met, he came wearing moonlight, and with a wave of his big hand, he covered her from the biting wind and snow that covered the mountains.

When Cihang woke up again, she was surrounded by the fragrance of flowers, she raised her eyebrows, and saw the thin figure of Jin Ling sitting beside her.

Jin Ling said: "Are you pretending to be Yang Jianshang's Zhong'er?"

She spoke without haste, but there was an indescribable sense of oppression, which made Cihang almost out of breath.

"Yes."

Sweat drenched Cihang's hair on her temples, she coughed lowly, and said weakly: "The two saints of the Western religion want to explain that the two religions can kill each other."

Jin Ling glanced at her and said calmly, "You were also a disciple of Chanjiao before."

"Master is gone, so I am not."

Ci Hang said, "I'm just Master's disciple."

Jin Ling couldn't deny it.

Cihang looked around but did not see Yang Jian, so he braced himself up and asked, "Where's Yang Jian?"

Yang Jian sat on the stone bench where he played chess with Jin Ling last night.

The conversations between Cihang and Jin Ling came to his ears one after another.

Picking up the chess pieces, he set the chessboard in the same situation as they played chess last night.

Suddenly, Cihang's voice became louder: "Master obviously treats you so well!"

Then there was a severe cough, and after the cough, Cihang's voice lowered: "Master has never been a gentle person, but he gave you all of his gentleness."

Yang Jian paused slightly while holding the chess piece, and turned his gaze from the chessboard to the window of the Golden Spirit.

He and Cihang's views are completely opposite. He feels that Yuanshi Tianzun is impeccable and outstanding no matter whether he is a headmaster, a saint, or a master, but as a Taoist companion, Yuanshi Tianzun failed.

Yuanshi Tianzun's kindness to Jinling is far less than his badness. His address to Jinling is very heart-wrenching. What is neither male nor female, what kind of ant, if replaced by a grumpy female fairy , I'm afraid he rolled his sleeves and scratched his face.

Jin Ling's alienated voice came: "I will find a way to find his last ray of consciousness, but not because of the past between us, but because I don't need to accept his love."

"As for you, you have two choices. First, after recovering from your injury, return to Western teaching with the big brother. Second..."

Jin Ling glanced at Yang Jian who was under the shade of flowers outside the window, and said, "There is no second."

"There are never traitors in the teaching, and you will only die when you go back to Qilinya."

Cihang panted heavily, and Jin Ling put a golden pill on the table.

Under the sun, Jindan reflects a beautiful luster.

Jin Ling said: "I don't kill you because Zhong'er is not dead. If Zhong'er dies, you, Ran Deng, Zhunti, and Yingying, will all be buried with him."

Cihang held the golden elixir, her hands trembled uncontrollably, after a while, she raised her head, looked at the golden spirit for a while, then turned her eyes to other places, and said in a low voice: "You will become dizzy and lethargic in the past few days , in a few days, somewhere in your body will start to hurt."

"After 49 days, you will bleed to death from your seven orifices."

Cihang swallowed the golden elixir, and slowly calmed down: "I don't want to eat your elixir for free, I tell you this to make you take precautions earlier."

Yang Jian's chess pieces fell on the chessboard, and Jin Ling walked out of the door. Yang Jian's gaze stayed on her, and Jin Ling turned his head to avoid his sight.

Everyone in Jiejiao has no experience in starting a sect, so Duobao has no way to ask the leader of Tongtian for help.

Among the Three Qings, Lao Tzu is the one who is most knowledgeable and knowledgeable about hundreds of schools of thought.

Although his ability to teach apprentices is not very good, and his thoughts are difficult to figure out, but after thinking about his determination to prepare for a big job, he feels that he still needs to visit Lao Tzu.

The Battle of the Conferred Gods has come to an end, and the Xijiao's vitality has been severely damaged, and it is no longer possible to fight against the Jiejiao. Lao Tzu has always been extremely smart, and he will not attack the Jiejiao at this time.

What's more, Duobao also secretly obtained some secrets about Western religion. For example, when Western religion was first established, Lao Tzu secretly supported it.

Therefore, Duobao became more determined to find Lao Tzu.

Whoever teaches in the West should be the head teacher, and since it is difficult to become a master, then let him abdicate and make way for the virtuous!

Master Tongtian has nothing to do with Duobao's attitude towards going to Lao Tzu. He is busy tossing Taoist Zhunti right now, so it is really hard for him to spare time to accompany Duobao on this trip.

As for whether Laozi would attack Duobao, Master Tongtian didn't think about it.

Lao Tzu has always been a very situational person, unless he has a convulsion in his head, he will rush out to confront Jiejiao at this time.

The situation that Jiejiao's family dominates has been completely formed, and Lao Tzu will not turn against Jiejiao at this time.

Jin Ling accompanied Duobao to find Lao Tzu.

Yang Jian thought for a while, and went together.

The golden immortals who explained the teaching are now collected by Yunxiao in the Hunyuan Jindou, and Yunxiao is collected by Zhunti in the Taiji diagram. The immortals are gone. It is not interesting for Yang Jian to go back to Qilinya alone. It is better to go with Jin Ling go.

Although Jin Ling didn't take what Cihang said, Yang Jian was very worried.

The three of them went to look for Lao Tzu together, and as soon as they landed in the clouds, they saw Xuandu Shi Shiran coming with a smile.

Xuandu shook his head and said warmly: "The three Taoists are friendly, my master has been waiting for you for a long time."

Yang Jian frowned slightly, Xuandu made a gesture of invitation, and said to Duobao: "Fellow Daoist Duobao, please go this way."

Then his eyes fell on Jin Ling, he smiled softly, and said, "Junior Sister Jin Ling, you go through this door."

Jin Ling was about to move forward, but Yang Jian held her back.

Between fingertips, Yang Jian paused slightly, Jin Ling raised his eyes, and Yang Jian said, "I'll be with you."

"Ordinary people are clear, I am alone and faint. Ordinary people check, I am alone..."

The voice of reciting scriptures suddenly sounded, and Yang Jian's eyes blurred, and Jin Ling was no longer in front of him.

The goal is a misty white.

On the steps surrounded by clouds and mist, the white-haired Lao Tzu sat high in a Taoist robe.

The lotus seeds in Yang Jian's body became scorching hot, and the Moyu finger on his thumb hummed continuously the moment Lao Tzu appeared.

Lao Tzu slowly opened his eyes, looked at Yang Jian under the steps, and said, "The way of heaven is beneficial but not harmful, and the way of saints is not to fight."

"You said, yes or no?"

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Jinling: no

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