Uncle Xiaohuang said: "He is the son of Yang Juzheng." ”

Xiao Ziyang exclaimed: "It turned out to be Yang Ming's son in this world?"

Uncle Xiao Huang nodded and said, "So, there is still hope." can be selected by the Divine Dragon King, and inherited Yang Juzheng's bloodline, this child is not simple. ”

Xiao Ziyang stretched out his hand and let the flower python into his palm, he looked at the python and said with a solemn expression: "That being said, it is true, but our sealing technique is very powerful. Shuai Potian used the means of the same end to transfer it, that is, he transferred the full power of the seal. No matter how good this kid's foundation is, I'm afraid it will be difficult to stop him!"

"The means of our sealing is to destroy it strongly, but after being transferred by Shuai Potian, the means of sealing have become spiritual. In the face of absolute power, this kid will definitely not be able to stop him. But there is hope in this spirit. ”

"You know that a mental attack is more powerful than a full strength attack. ”

"What else can I do but think like this?" Uncle Xiao Huang sighed lightly and said: "We and Shuai Potian have used all our strength, and now that the seal has been transferred to him by Shuai Potian, we can't take the initiative to destroy the sealing technique ourselves, right? The next battle has nothing to do with us. Whether the Futu Great Array can be destroyed or not, and whether the people in the Soft Flame Space can be rescued, depends on him. As long as he can resist the power of the seal, the power of the seal will be devoured back to the array spirit and the demon array, and at that time, we will win. If it were the other way around, we would have managed to escape from this demon circle with all our might, but the rest of us would have to die here. ”

Xiao Ziyang thought for a while and said, "Let's go now, the opportunity is even greater." ”

Uncle Xiao Huang said: "I'm not leaving." ”

Xiao Ziyang said: "What if the transfer is successful by the Shuai Potian Seal?"

"I'm not leaving. ”

Xiao Ziyang asked: "What do you mean by this? Do you still have to fight with Shuai Potian? If it weren't for me, it would be even more difficult for you to win alone." ”

"I know. But even if I knew there was no hope, I would fight desperately for the very little hope. ”

"Why?"

"I am the imperial uncle of the imperial court, whether these soldiers are from the imperial court or the Yanwang Mansion, they are all from Yasukuni and my subjects. I can't leave them alone. ”

"I know you're not afraid of death. But if you die, what will happen to the mausoleum where you are waiting?"

"If I die, why don't I go to accompany my father, and what do I want to do with that mausoleum?"

Xiao Ziyang was silent.

The little emperor looked at Xiao Ziyang and said, "You are different, you are only here for one person, and that person has not been found yet, maybe he is not here at all, you don't have to fight for your life at all." ”

Xiao Ziyang was silent for a while, then said, "You're right. But I want to see again and see if this kid can work miracles. If Shuai Potian succeeds, it will not be too late for me to leave. Although my strength has been weakened tenfold in this magic array, even if I am slightly injured, I can still escape. ”

Uncle Xiao Huang smiled slightly and said, "Then let's take a look together." In the dark, God chose to control the fate of these tens of thousands of people by him, so there is naturally a reason for God. ”

Uncle Xiao Huang looked at Yang Fan in the light with a pair of dark eyes.

After a pause, he said, "But perhaps the heavens have also guided me in the dark, making me believe that this child can succeed." ”

God is a bad teacher, God is a troublesome child, God is a toy that it won't let you find when you want it. Inexplicably, God handed over the Staff of Judgment in charge of fate to Yang Fan, and did not ask Yang Fan in advance if he was willing.

The lives of tens of thousands of people have all been tied to Yang Fan's hands.

The god of fate suddenly chose Yang Fan.

Poor party Yang Fan was not psychologically prepared at all. He originally held an idler who could still talk and laugh in a tense and critical situation and wait for fate to come, but he never thought that this power in charge of fate would actually fall on him. There are tens of thousands of people in the soft flame space, and the staff of judgment of fate was not given to others, but it was given to him.

It's good to be able to decide your own fate, and it's cool to be able to decide the fate of others. But in the current situation, it seems that it is not a pleasant thing to decide either one's own fate or someone else's.

What's even more confusing is that the person in question, Yang Fan, didn't know that he had taken on such a big mission. When the light hit him, all his consciousness collapsed in an instant, like a man standing on the top of a mountain, and the mountain at his feet suddenly collapsed, and his head went blank.

After a brief loss of consciousness, Yang Fan came to his senses again. It's just that this lucidity makes him feel like he's in a dream.

Because the scene in front of me is no longer a soft flame space, but an extremely unfamiliar picture.

In front of Yang Fan was a solemn and majestic temple, surrounded by many solemn lotus flowers. No matter what flowers in the world, they will not look solemn, but this lotus flower brings him an extremely solemn feeling, so that just looking at this flower, his emotions become very serious.

Yang Fan looked around, there were palm-sized Buddha statues on the walls around the temple, and some Buddha statues that were many times taller than people stood in front of those small Buddha statues. On the front of Yang Fan are three big Buddhas, and on both sides of the big Buddhas are Bodhisattva statues. The big Buddha in the center was very tall, and a pair of eyes seemed to be firmly looking at Yang Fan, which made Yang Fan have an urge to kneel.

Yang Fan controlled his impulses. He didn't know what was happening to him, and despite the idea of kneeling, he didn't have the habit of kneeling.

From the books he had read before, he had some knowledge of Buddhism, but he didn't have much thought about it. Despite the great charisma of the temple, he remained true to his belief that he would never succumb to the majesty of Buddhism.

"Sit!"

An extremely majestic voice sounded in the temple, and a futon flew from behind Yang Fan and landed at Yang Fan's feet.

Yang Fan looked around, but did not find anyone.

Since there is no one, where did this sound come from?

Yang Fan looked towards the largest Buddha statue, and saw that the Buddha statue was looking at him, thinking that it could be that this Buddha statue could not speak?

"Sit down!"

This voice sounded again, Yang Fan kept looking up at the Buddha statue, although he didn't see the Buddha statue speak, he was sure that the sound came from this Buddha statue.

Shocked by this grotesque thing, Yang Fan sat down on the futon.

The shape of the Buddha statue is a Buddha who is sealing with both hands, and when Yang Fan sits down, a faint light appears in the Buddha seal.