Chapter Ninety-Four: Yang Jian's Thoughts, The Three Holy Mothers of Huashan [Ask for the First Order]

In the Yang Mansion, Ao Cunxin was dressed in red, and looked at Yang Jian who came in coldly, with a look of extreme disappointment in his eyes!

In her heart, everything she did was for Yang Jian.

At the beginning, if it weren't for her, Yang Jian would have died under the pursuit of Heavenly Court.

"Yang Jian, for the sake of a judicial god, you divorced your thousand-year-old wife!"

Ao Cunxin looked at Yang Jian deadly, on his body, the terrifying tsunami-like dragon power swept down, Ao Cunxin's cultivation was not weak, and he reached the realm of immortals!

After a moment of silence, Yang Jian finally said slowly.

"This is for your good, otherwise, with what I do in the future, not only you, but your entire Western Sea will not be able to escape the catastrophe, and when the time comes, the entire land of the Western Sea will be turned into an endless sea of blood."

Yang Jian's face was pale, and the ancient well was like an abyss! "Go back to the West Sea, I will protect you from the West Sea, protect you, you will be safe for a lifetime, the love of husband and wife for thousands of years, and the life-saving grace of the year are enough!"

Yang Jian sighed lightly, now he is no longer the Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian in person.

In his heart, he only has gratitude for Ao Cunxin, but he has no love.

Bao Xihai and Ao Cunxin are safe in his life, he can only do this!

In Ao Cunxin's eyes, two lines of tears rolled down, and his face was completely gray, and there was no trace of light.

The next moment, Ao Cunxin looked up to the sky and let out a long groan, and the whole person turned into a golden-red flying dragon, completely dissipating in the Yang Mansion!

Yang Jian's gaze remains the same, and what he will do in the future can be described as earth-shattering.

At this time, the future is even more entangled, rather than suffering for a lifetime, it is better to cut off now!

At this time, in the Yang Mansion, there were only two people, Yang Jian and the Roaring Sky Dog, and the Meishan brothers and others were all training soldiers and horses in Meishan, and they were training 1,200 grass-headed gods.

Now, 1,200 grass-headed gods, four brothers from Meishan, and roaring dogs, this is the strength that Yang Jian has in his hands now.

The 1,200 grass-headed gods were selected by Yang Jian and the Meishan brothers in the Nether to kill demons in the nether realm in the past.

Each of them has at least the ninth order of the Heavenly Immortals, and even the realm of the Spirit Immortals, and there are not a few.

The most important thing is that this 1,200 grass-headed gods have not been canonized by the heavenly court.

Without the canonization of the Heavenly Court, it would not be under the jurisdiction of the Jade Emperor, and even the Heavenly Emperor Seal in the hands of the Jade Emperor could not be controlled.

The rest are the Meishan brothers, the four Meishan brothers, who grew up in Meishan and are strong, each with the strength above the third order of the Golden Immortal.

The four of them together are the top characters in the Golden Immortals, and they can not fall behind.

After that, Yang Jian, now Yang Jian, is the fifth order of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, plus the seal of the judicial god, the strength can climb to the ninth order of the Great Luo Golden Immortal!

Yang Jian's eyes were deep, like a boundless abyss, he stretched out a hand, and his hand was full of light.

The next moment, a jade seal appeared in his hand, which was the seal of the Judicial God given by the Jade Emperor!

Yang Jian looked up at the sky, his eyes were full of pitch-black coldness, this jade seal, he didn't dare to accept it peacefully.

Even if he could let his strength climb to the Great Luo Golden Immortal Extreme Realm, he was also restricted by Heavenly Court!

Put away the seal, Yang Jian began to cultivate, and only by cultivating hard can he attain the avenue.

Seven days later, it will be the day when Sun Wukong was thrown into the alchemy furnace by Taishang Laojun, and when the time comes, he will act by himself, and there are really a lot of treasures in the heavenly court!

Guanjiangkou, Yang's Mansion, three days flashed by, at this time, above Yang's Mansion, there was a graceful and boundless, graceful figure in white fell.

"Yang Jian, for the position of a judicial god, you, gave up the three princesses of the West Sea, gave up your thousand-year-old wife, and the thousand-year-old husband and wife kindness, is it not comparable to the position of a mere judicial god?"

Chang'e looked angry and looked at Yang Jian coldly, in her heart, Yang Jian was not like this!

"Fairy Chang'e, don't come unharmed!"

Yang Jian nodded slightly at Chang'e.

"Yang Jian, you were rescued by the third princess back then, and the two of you have been married for thousands of years, for a thousand years, for a ......"

"Please also ask Fairy Chang'e not to say it again, Yang Jian's actions are all for the sake of a good heart, and at this time, it will bring boundless pain to Xihai and every inch of heart in the future!"

Yang Jian's eyes were deep, "I still hope for the fairy, stay in the Guanghan Palace, don't listen to others, just do your own thing!"

Yang Jian said, stretched out his hand, and pointed to the void.

As a pit friend, he doesn't want to interfere with these friends, and in the future war, he hopes that these people will all be well!

Chang'e opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't speak, looking at Yang Jian, who was still familiar but extremely unfamiliar, Chang'e shook her head, stepped out of the fairy step, and the whole person disappeared completely!

After Chang'e left, Yang Jian sighed deeply, reborn in a lifetime, there is no longer much emotional bond for Chang'e, all he wants is Chang'e's life is well!

Yang Jian sighed and looked at the land of Huashan, Huashan, which was the place where his third sister and three virgins lived.

His third sister, everything is fine, but the only thing that makes him dislike is Liu Yanchang.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian took the Roaring Sky Dog and rushed to Huashan.

The land of Huashan is full of outstanding people, although it is steep but pretty, although it is steep but it does not lose a trace of softness!

At the top of Huashan Mountain, a sheep intestine trail follows the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there is a majestic and magnificent hall, and above the main hall, there are three big characters of "Our Lady Palace"!

Entering the main hall, the three virgins Yang Chan played the pipa in it, and the fairy sound was endless, and the aftermath lingered for three days.

That kind of immortal music, even if it is an immortal who has cultivated into an immortal, he must be intoxicated on the spot in an instant!

But if someone looks at it at first glance, it is definitely not the endless fairy music that makes them intoxicated, but the faces of the three virgins.

That kind of appearance, which can almost be said to be in the sky and on the ground, is unique, saying that it is a sinking fish and a goose, and a shy flower in the closed moon, all of which seem to have lowered the evaluation.

Even if you tell someone that this is the first beauty in the Three Realms, I'm afraid that person won't have the slightest suspicion, the Three Holy Mother, is indeed unparalleled in the world, and is loved by heaven and earth!

At this time, the Three Holy Mother, who was intoxicated with the pipa, seemed to feel something, and suddenly opened her eyes.

On his face, a brisk smile flashed, it was the breath of the second brother, it was the second brother who came!

I saw that the next moment, the void in the Palace of the Virgin Mary was shattered piece by piece, revealing Yang Jian's body.

At this time, Yang Jian, dressed in a black homely robe, holding a folding fan, looked at the Three Holy Ladies with a smile on his face!

"Second brother, you haven't come to see the third sister for half a month!"

The Third Holy Mother gently pushed Yang Jian, making the smile on Yang Jian's face even stronger.

The Third Virgin, his dearest sister, in this life, he will never let her suffer from being suppressed again!

What Liu Yanchang and Lao Shizi's agarwood, all roll aside, in this life, even if he fights the heavens and the earth, he will never let the third sister repeat the mistakes of the past again!

"It's the second brother's fault, the second brother has been in a hurry these days, and he forgot to come to see the third sister, no, as soon as the second brother has free time, he will come to see the third sister!"

Yang Jian laughed and gently stroked Yang Chan's sideburns, for this sister, he felt sorry in his heart!