Tick! Tick! Tick!

Tears rolled down in her eyes, and Agarwood looked sad at the woman trapped in the cage not far away.

This is his mother!

It was the first time he had seen his mother in the true sense of the word since that first meeting in his dream.

"Mother!"

The instinctive murmur echoed in the hole**, and it didn't stop for a long time.

"Agarwood."

Thanks to the noble hand of the boss of Meishan - Kang Anyu, Agarwood, Xiaoyu, Lilac, Ao Chun, and Yang Jian's former old friend - the third prince Nezha successfully entered the Huashan dungeon and reunited with the third virgin Yang Chan, who had been trapped here for more than ten years.

Yang Chan also had tears in her beautiful eyes, staring at her son not far away, and drops of crystal tears rolled down.

After so many years of separation, their mother and son finally met!

If the mother and son were not separated by that pillar of light, they would have hugged each other tightly and talked about the love of mother and son.

"Agarwood." The Three Virgins looked at their handsome son, dressed in chivalrous costumes not far away, "Since you have embarked on this road, then you will have to go the next road yourself." ”

"Mother, I know." Agarwood nodded heavily and promised, "I will definitely rescue you!" ”

"Third sister, let's go out first." Nezha, who was short in stature and didn't look more than ten years old at first glance, saw that the mother and son had a lot of intimate things to say, so he spoke first and glanced at the others around him.

Ao Chun, Lilac, and Xiaoyu received Nezha's eyes, followed his footsteps, and left the cave, leaving the space for the mother and son.

What they don't know, however, is that there is another person behind the scenes.

Old vixen!

Fox Sister's mother, Xiaoyu's grandmother, since the fox sister and the fifth brother died at the hands of Sun Wukong, the old fox spirit has been cultivating the Heaven Splitting Divine Palm left by his daughter and son-in-law, intending to practice this set of palm techniques to avenge his daughter.

After encountering agarwood, the old fox spirit eyes were hot on the Baolian lamp on agarwood's body, intending to get this magic lamp.

Now is the best time to do so.

The Three Holy Mothers have been suppressed for a long time, the mana in the body has been exhausted, Ao Chun's ability is mediocre, and Nezha deliberately ignores it because of a little fox spirit like Xiaoyu by his side.

Therefore, no one noticed that there was another person.

The Three Holy Mothers were worried about the safety of their son, so they spit out the mantra and heart formula of the Baolian lantern and taught it to him.

After finishing speaking, the beautiful eyes looked at her son, and said hoarsely: "Have you memorized the mantra and heart recipe of the Baolian lantern?" ”

Agarwood nodded heavily and said in a deep voice: "Mother, I remember everything." ”

"Agarwood, you remember, the magic power of the Baolian Lantern is boundless, and once others know the mantra to harness the power of the magic lamp, it will definitely be a catastrophe." Yang Chan admonished earnestly.

"As a last resort, you can take off the wick of the Baolian Lamp and take it down, and it will immediately increase the mana for ten thousand years."

"But in this way, the Baolian lamp will lose its power and become a waste lamp."

"I understand, mother." Agarwood agreed.

Yang Chan paused and continued: "Agarwood, no matter how powerful the Baolian lamp is, it is a foreign object after all, if you want to take this road well, you need a famous teacher." ”

"Famous teacher?" Agarwood said bitterly, "The fourth aunt said that Yang Jian is known as the number one god of war in the heavenly court, crisscrossing the three realms, and there is no rival. ”

"What kind of famous teacher can teach me to defeat Yang Jian?"

mentioned his uncle again, Agarwood didn't even call him a nice word, and called him by his name unceremoniously.

What happened to his mother, as well as the pursuit and killing during this time, made Agarwood's already weak feelings for Yang Jian wear out, and there was no remnant.

To this day, in the heart of agarwood, there is only an unforgettable hatred and unwillingness.

"Absolutely." Yang Chan didn't care about her son's title at all, a poignant smile hooked up at the corner of her mouth, and she introduced her son.

"That's Jiuhua Mountain, Demon Conquering True Monarch!"

"Demon Slaying True Monarch?" Hearing this name that she had never heard of, Agarwood looked ignorant, "Who is the Demon Suppressing True Monarch, mother?" ”

"Hehehe." Yang Chan couldn't help laughing when she saw her son's innocent and ignorant appearance, "Little fool, I don't even know the Demon Suppression True Monarch, it's really a shame." ”

"The so-called Demon Subduing True Monarch is a world-famous figure who lives in seclusion on Jiuhua Mountain, wanders the Three Realms, and does not know how many heavenly rules he has violated, but makes Heaven helpless. At the same time, he is also the former judicial god of the Heavenly Court! ”

Thinking of the meeting some time ago, Yang Chan suspected from the bottom of her heart, this Demon Suppressing True Monarch who had always been extremely jealous of the Jade Emperor's Queen Mother, and even his second brother Yang Jian had to give three points of courtesy, and his cultivation had truly reached the point of invincibility in the Three Realms!

"Former Judicial Celestial?" Because of his uncle Yang Jian, the current god of justice, Agarwood now has no good impression of the four words of the god of justice, "Since it is the god of justice, it must not be a good thing!" ”

"Agarwood, don't talk nonsense." The Third Holy Mother Yang Chan knew that the other party had vast magical powers and was almost omnipotent, so she shouted vigorously.

"Yes, mother." Seeing that her gentle and kind mother was angry with herself, Agarwood was startled and honest.

"This former judicial god of the Heavenly Court, whose real name is Ming Xiaoyang," Yang Chan talked eloquently, spitting out the life of the former judicial god of the Heavenly Court, "It is a mixed blood of the three veins of man, god and demon, after being born, he spent a hundred years of penance, killed the 30,000 heavenly soldiers and generals of the Heavenly Court in a war, and seriously injured your grandmother, that is, the mother's mother, the eldest princess Yaoji." ”

After that, even Heavenly Court had no choice but to ignore him. After wandering the Three Realms for many years, he settled on Jiuhua Mountain, opened a dojo, and repaired the underworld seal of Jiuhua Mountain, so that countless evil ghosts in the eighteenth layer of hell could no longer escape from Jiuhua Mountain. Therefore, he was canonized by the Heavenly Court as the True Monarch of Demon Suppression! ”

"More than a thousand years ago, Wang's mother came down to earth and asked him to go to heaven to be a god of justice for a thousand years, shocking the Three Realms, and even the Buddha of the West Heaven was a little afraid of him."

"Until three hundred years ago, the Queen Mother felt that his power in the Heavenly Court was too heavy, so she replaced it with a second ...... Yang Jian holds the position of judicial god! ”

At that time, the external saying was that the former judicial god was unwell! But the gods, how can they be unwell? ”

"I see, mother." When Agarwood heard this, he understood, "Yang Jian robbed him of his position, he must have a very bad relationship with him, if I can learn from him, I will definitely be able to learn the ability to defeat Yang Jian!" ”

"Hmm." Yang Chan nodded slightly, and agreed.

"However," after Agarwood was excited, she became distressed again, "Mother, listen to what you say, this Demon Conquering True Monarch is not a nosy person, can he agree to accept me as an apprentice?" ”

Swish!

Yang Chan's eyes swept and she noticed the golden lock hanging around her neck by agarwood.

This golden lock, Agarwood originally wanted to throw away, but learned from the mouth of the fourth princess that this was an item that her mother used to carry with her, and Yang Jian was just seeing flowers and offering Buddha.

I left this gold lock and wore it close to my body all the time, as a way to miss my mother.

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