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Mu Yunle was dressed in a blue dress, wandering outside the Erlang Shenjun Temple, waiting for the results of the transmission, although she is now also ranked in the immortal class, only one step away from becoming a legend, the only one in the world, but in front of the great supernatural powers, she is still as small as a mortal, not to mention Yang Jian, a famous Tianzun-level figure in the mythological era of the last century, whether she can be summoned is always unknown.

More importantly, she knew that the purpose of her request for a meeting was not on the table - it was for the revision of "The Biography of the Yuan Emperor", after years of exploration, she had written this novel to the end, which included many secrets revealed by insiders, but some details were inconsistent, so that she could not find a reasonable explanation, so she had to go directly to the door, visit the original witnesses, in order to restore the truth of the matter.

For the immortals, this is a trivial matter like sesame mung beans, and it is unbelievable to ask to see an immortal or Tianzun for this reason, but Mu Yunle looked at his heart and found that he really wanted to do it, so he started running around without fear of refusal, and was laughed at by his best friends as "infatuated and unchangeable".

After waiting for a while, before Mu Yunle could brew any other emotions, a grass-headed god came out and saluted with a smile: "Zhenjun invites the fairy to enter." ”

"Zhenjun agreed?" Mu Yunle was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and almost moistened the corners of his eyes with gratitude, he couldn't imagine that Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun was so easy to talk to, and even a trivial matter that he felt embarrassed about could be easily summoned by him.

Following the grass-headed god, Mu Yunle passed through the temple, entered another heavenly realm full of immortal energy, stepped into the palace, and saw Yang Jian sitting on his knees.

Yang Jian is still a fan cloud crown, hydration clothes, pedal shoes, waist tied silk dress, handsome and dusty, chic and casual, his right hand naturally hangs down, stroking the oily and slippery fur of the roaring dog, and the corner of his mouth is a smile, looking at Mu Yunle quietly.

After Mu Yunle saluted, he said as warm as jade:

"The girl wants to ask about the true wisdom of the past?"

"Yes. Mu Yunle just replied, and raised his eyebrows, "No, it's actually about another question, the younger generation heard that Zhenjun said to Emperor Yuan Tianzun that True Wisdom was the embodiment of your state of mind before you entered the Dao?"

"It does. Yang Jian made Mu Yunle feel like a spring breeze.

Mu Yunle was stupid, but he was not stupid at all, and he considered his tone before saying: "But why has Zhenhui never changed, and has always retained the heart of a child, while Zhenjun has lost his old appearance?"

If you don't figure out this problem, when the fully revised "Biography of the Yuan Emperor" is published in the world, there will be few people who will wonder about this section, and then curse themselves on the forum of the universal knowledge of the world and the world, shouting words such as "What to return my little junior brother".

Of course, Mu Yunle didn't care too much about this, and the most important thing was that she was also curious.

"Do you want to hear a story?" Yang Jian combed the hair of the Roaring Sky Dog, making it squint its eyes comfortably - it had been in the Jade Void Palace for a long time, and it had been infected with some lazy habits by those strange monsters.

Mu Yunle straightened his back, and said with a glint in his eyes:

"Good!"

Yang Jian slowly spoke: "Before Yin Shang, the land was in chaos, the flood was raging, monsters were rampant, and the human tribes could only barely protect themselves......"

......

Near a certain tribe, you can see the water and the sky everywhere, turbid and rolling into a whirlpool, as if it can fill the world, at a glance, only the mountain peaks are exposed to the island, and you can't see the thick and wild land of the past.

"Yang Jian, don't follow us!" a half-grown child stared at the little boy with red lips and white teeth behind him.

Xiao Yang Jian's eyes were blazing and said, "Why can't I follow you?

Because you're stupid! Because you're stupid! The half-grown child replied silently, but after a long period of facts, such an answer could not dispel Yang Jian, an idiot, he didn't understand it at all!

After thinking about it, he decided to use a trick to learn from his father, and snorted: "Because you have no father and no mother!"

"Why do I have a father and mother?" asked Xiao Yang Jian ignorantly.

"Look, we all have it, but you don't have it, it means that we are different, it means that you don't want it, it means that you are a monster!"

Xiao Yang Jian looked at him inexplicably: "The patriarch has said that the one who has no father and no mother is the most powerful, haven't you all listened carefully?"

"Huh?" A group of children, you look at me, I look at you, I don't understand where Yang Jian's self-confidence comes from, of course, he has always been so self-confident.

Xiao Yang Jian explained seriously:

"The patriarch said, the Emperor of Heaven is powerful, the Emperor of Heaven was born to raise, without a father and a mother, the patriarch also said that the patriarch of the tribe surnamed Ji is also powerful, he has a mother and no father, and he was born by induction......"

His language organization was quite confused, and he gave a lot of examples, and finally said: "You see, those who have a father and no mother are more powerful than those who have a father and a mother, and those who have a mother and no father are more powerful than those who have a father and no mother, and they are the most powerful!"

He raised his chin slightly, looking down at the children, and there was a kind of pride in "You see, I don't have a father or a mother, so I will be very powerful".

A group of children were stunned by his powerful reason, and they actually believed it for a while, and only then did they snort, pointed behind Yang Jian's back and said, "Look!"

"What?" Xiao Yang Jian hurriedly turned around, what was the fun thing?

There was nothing but weeds and wildflowers.

When I looked back, a group of children had run away.

"Fooled again......" Xiao Yang Jian muttered to himself, his expression was slightly gloomy, but then he became elated again, and walked towards the remote place of this mountain peak, where there was his new acquaintance!

"Blackie!" he whispered his new friend's name as he reached his destination.

With a whoosh, a dirty little black dog popped out of the strange-shaped plants nearby, wagging its tail at Xiao Yang Jian.

Xiao Yang Jian smiled and said simply:

"Xiao Hei, I will practice hard with you in the future!"

The little black dog was stunned, and his spiritual eyes flickered and looked at the guy in front of him blankly.

The patriarch said. Xiao Yang Jianyan must be called the patriarch, "Our human race forging body must learn the law of heaven and earth, imitate the demon clan, and when we reach adulthood, we have to fuse the blood of the demon clan drop by drop, so that we can become a powerful warrior, I am still young now, I have to start by imitating the demon clan, you are the only demon clan I know." ”

He carefully observed the appearance of the little black dog, and then lay down, fell on all fours, and spit out his tongue:

"Wow, Wow!"

After doing all this, he looked at the little black dog and smiled brightly: "Do I imitate it?"

The little black dog spit out his tongue, almost forgetting to gasp, and there was a blank look in his eyes.

After playing with the little black dog for a long time, Xiao Yang Jian was satisfied and walked to the peak, but before he was close, he suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood at the end of his nose.

"Hit the big prey?" Xiao Yang Jian thought in a daze, his steps did not stop, he turned the cliff in front of him, and saw the situation in the tribe.

There were corpses all over the place, all of which had lost their moisture, as if they had been dried for a long time.

"Patriarch! Patriarch!" Xiao Yang Jian ran to a dried corpse, tears in his eyes, and tried his best to shake it.

This is the patriarch of the tribe, a very powerful hero in his own mind!

The patriarch seemed to return to the light, suddenly opened his eyes, and grabbed Xiao Yang Jian's hand suddenly:

"Run!"

"Looking for you!"

After speaking, he looked up to the sky and fell, without the slightest breath.

"Looking for me?" Xiao Yang Jian looked stunned.

......

"Looking for you?" Mu Yunle listened with curiosity.

Yang Jian's expression was gentle: "Yes, looking for me, but to be precise, looking for the Emperor of Heaven." ”

"Heavenly Emperor?" Mu Yunle was inexplicable.

"In the past, in order to get rid of the shackles of the body of the gods, the Emperor of Heaven secretly reincarnated with the help of the Emperor Tablet. Yang Jian replied calmly.

"I see, then how did you escape the search of the gods in the first place?" asked Mu Yunle.

Yang Jian smiled slightly: "The god who was suspicious and came to look for it was not powerful, and he died with the patriarch." ”

Mu Yunle suddenly bowed his head and sighed: "Since then, you have been on the run, you have gone through hardships, gradually matured, and lost your original temperament and state of mind? But Zhenhui is not smooth sailing, and has also experienced a lot of dangers, why hasn't he changed?"

"Before Yang Jian's apprenticeship in Yuxu Palace, that is, before he officially entered the Dao, everything had to rely on himself. Yang Jian said with a gentle smile, "And Zhenhui, even if there is the matter of horse bandits, the sorrow of the separation of senior brothers, and all kinds of hardships later, but there is always something to rely on, there is a senior brother, there is a master, don't worry too much." ”

He closed his eyes:

"If you could have had a senior brother and a master before you entered the Dao, your temperament and mood might have continued, but now, true wisdom will always be true wisdom, and Yang Jian will eventually become the true monarch of Qingyuan Miaodao. ”

The voice was low, as if echoing in the heavens, Mu Yunle suddenly trembled, only to see the mud pill on Yang Jian's head open, emitting countless lights, changing into all kinds of phantoms, constantly converging, constantly condensing, as if to bear an illusory fruit. (To be continued.) )