Could it be that there is another calculation behind it? ”

After maliciously speculating about the Three Holy Mother, Yang Xuan began to think about another possibility.

If the Three Holy Mothers are a fairy with a very positive outlook, then the marriage between her and Liu Yanchang is very strange.

Wait, Agarwood seems to worship Sun Wukong as a teacher, and he can be regarded as Yang Xuan's nephew. But at that time, the monkey had already defeated the Buddha.....

Could it be..... Behind this strange marriage, there is a black hand manipulating.

Yang Xuan turned his head to look in the direction of Lingshan, his face became solemn again, and he looked at the statue of the Three Holy Mothers again, and sighed softly.

"He's a hard worker, too."

When she was young, her originally happy home was broken up by her uncle, her mother was arrested, her father and eldest brother were killed, and she and her second brother Yang Jian were left to rely on each other.

finally survived the battle of the gods, relying on the light of his second brother, he got the immortal position of the three virgins of Huashan, and he didn't have to go to heaven to listen to the seal, and he could live freely in the earth fairy world.

Which Cheng thought that in the end, he embarked on the same path as his mother, and was suppressed by his second brother at the foot of Huashan Mountain.

Yang Xuan also thought about whether to go to Guan Jiangkou in the future and secretly bring a message to Yang Jian to help the Three Holy Mothers escape this catastrophe.

It is also good to let Yang Jian owe favors to others.

But after thinking for a moment, Yang Xuan finally shook his head and rejected the idea.

That's Buddhism! Such as today's general trend, it is destined to flourish behemoths.

Even though he is a disciple of Patriarch Bodhi, he is still not enough to see in front of Buddhism.

What's more, the person who is in charge of Buddhism now is not interested in the people who explain the teachings.

Even if he can help the Three Holy Ladies escape this catastrophe, can he help her escape this life?

"Daoyou, I can't help it."

Slightly apologetic, he put a stick of incense on the statue of the Three Holy Mother, and after bowing down, Yang Xuan saw that there was a little imperceptible dust on the white jade hand of the statue.

Just as he was about to reach out to wipe off the dust, Yang Xuan frowned again.

Yang Xuan didn't know what the specific cultivation of the Three Holy Mothers was, but as the mountain god of Huashan, this was her dojo, and it was very likely that she was discovered by her as soon as she walked into the temple.

Although his intentions are good, others may not be willing to appreciate them. What's more, behind that person, Yang Xuan can't afford to provoke the number one person in the Three Realms.

"Or don't behave frivolously."

After pondering for a moment, Yang Xuan shook off the chaotic thoughts in his heart, smiled faintly, summoned an ordinary-looking white paper from the dantian, and slowly wiped the smooth and white jade hand.

On the top of Huashan Mountain, the sea of clouds is vast and smoky, like a misty fairyland. In the depths of the sea of clouds, there is a towering palace, looming with golden gilt light, under the cover of the vast sea of clouds, like a fairy palace in the sky.

In the depths of the palace, there is a peach forest, which seems to have never withered, just like that person, curling and graceful, so beautiful that it is not like the color of the world.

In the peach forest, there is a gorgeous and exquisite pavilion, the fairy spirit lingers, elegant and indifferent.

In the pavilion, a white-clothed Qianying sat cross-legged, calmed down, pinched the lotus flower, closed his eyes and concentrated. Under the smoke half-covered, the figure is beautiful, and the long hair like a waterfall satin reaches the waist, like a dusty snow lotus.

In front of her, a lotus lamp covered in jasper was suspended, constantly emitting a soft light, reflecting her own mana.

"Huh?"

The woman suddenly opened her eyes, and a pair of shining eyes were as clear as glass.

A Xuanguang mirror emitting a faint light appeared in the air, and the picture presented in the mirror was the main hall of the Temple of Our Lady of Xiyue.

In the main hall, a white-clothed Taoist with an elegant and dusty face is wiping the jade palm of the god with a piece of white paper that looks simple and unpretentious.

Closing her eyes and feeling the mysterious breath, the woman's red lips opened lightly, and her voice was ethereal and clear, tactful and melodious.

"This breath seems to be a merit spiritual treasure."

After the man finished wiping, he smiled kindly, bowed to the idol, and gently called "Excuse me".

Seeing this, the woman's eyes first condensed, and a light smile appeared on her lips, like a lotus flower slowly blooming in the blue waves, pure and transparent, which can wash away the troubles in the hearts of the dead.

The originally calm heart lake rippled at this time.

"After so many years, there is a golden immortal who wiped my idol."

……

Looking at the statue of the Three Holy Mothers with no sorrow or joy on his face, Yang Xuan smiled lightly and said softly, "Excuse me." ”

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, an ethereal and pleasant voice with a bit of coldness and gorgeous refinement suddenly sounded behind Yang Xuan.

"Where does this fellow Daoist come from?"

Yang Xuan was stunned at first, then turned to look, but saw a graceful figure standing in the hall.

Weeping clouds, a moon-white tassel fairy skirt swaying on the ground, beautiful face and skin like condensation, although there is no superfluous decoration, but the whole person is ethereal, full of holiness and kindness, making people feel peaceful.

Compared with Yang Xuan's fellow countryman Ye Ruoxian, this female fairy does not have the domineering spirit of looking down on the world, but she exudes a holy aura of compassion and compassion.

"Poor Dao Yang Xuan, I have seen the Three Holy Mother," Yang Xuan saw that the woman's appearance was almost exactly the same as that statue, and slowly bowed, and said in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant, "Poor Dao is from Xiniu Hezhou, and it is a disciple of the Bodhi Patriarch in the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and the Sanxing Cave of the Oblique Moon. ”

As soon as he heard Yang Xuan report that his family was a disciple of the Bodhi Patriarch, Yang Chan's clear and bright eyes seemed to have a little ripple, and he saluted Yang Xuanyingying, and said softly, "It turned out to be a disciple of the Bodhi Patriarch, Yang Chan lost his respect." ”

Seeing that Yang Chan's face was respectful, without a trace of arrogance, Yang Xuan secretly said in his heart that it was really good to have a big backer.

Strictly speaking, Honghuang is also a world of fighting for fathers and bloodlines.

On the road to the west, the monsters who died under the stick of Sun Wukong, except for the Buddhist monster of the Yellow Lion Spirit, which one did not have no backer?

Take a look at the monsters with backings such as the Inspiration King, the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird, the Kui Wood Wolf, the Green Bull Spirit, the Golden Horn and Silver Horn King, and the Yellow Eyebrow King, all of which have a backing, and nothing happens in the end.

After Yang Xuan reported to his home just now, Yang Chan's attitude became respectful again.

Why? It's not because Yang Xuan's teacher is a powerful desolate power, although he is not as famous as Zhen Yuanzi and the Styx Sect Master, but he is also a genuine quasi-saint!

Yang Chan is Haotian's niece and Yang Jian's sister, so she naturally understands these desolate powers and knows who she can't afford to neglect.

Yang Chan raised her head slightly, her eyes flowing, "I don't know what you are doing in Huashan?" ”

"Poor Dao inadvertently passed by the Holy Virgin's dojo," Yang Xuan's face was as usual, and he said, "There is a lot of disturbance this time, and Poor Dao will leave." ”

.“ Since Daoyou is here, why don't you go to my Xueying Palace for a cup of tea?"

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