As soon as Kaishan Duo came out, the mountains were cleared, all the way to the west, Yang Jian specifically looked for the mountains, although Kaishan Duo walked underground, but where he passed, the leylines must have changed.

At this time, the dog nose of the roaring dog was useless, Yang Jian opened the Tianyan eye from time to time, and looked around to see if there were any signs of movement on the surrounding peaks, and sure enough, he found a passage.

This passage is obscure and inaudible, but the peaks on both sides of the avenue are more or less moving to both sides, faintly there is a pilgrimage posture, Yang Jian is overjoyed, sure enough, it is the same as what the ancestor said.

Yang Jian stepped on Yu steps, marched in the passage mountain, to the end, Yang Jian knew that the opening of the mountain must be in the ground of the foot, he took a step back, took out an altar from the Qiankun bag, put the spice offerings, put on the Yu tablet and began to pay tribute.

After the worship, Yang Jian didn't get up, knelt down to the earth in a different direction, bowed sincerely three times, and then sincerely said what happened to him, his father died and his mother suffered, his brothers were separated, and the master was taken in to be spared.

"Yang Jian's strength is low, he can't split the peach mountain, rescue his mother, get the guidance of the elders in the family, and find the seniors. ”

Yang Jian bowed three times again, but there was no movement, Yang Jian was not in a hurry, kneeling quietly, waiting quietly, suddenly a gust of wind and sand blew, Yang Jian's clothes and crowns were stained with dust, in the past, Yang Jian only needed to use mana to avoid the dust, but he sincerely asked for help. Didn't use a little mana, didn't move.

After the wind and sand, dark clouds gathered in the sky, thunder and lightning, and a lightning bolt that tore through the sky fell, annihilating a mountain peak beside Yang Jian, and then a raging flame spread. Yang Jian was not frightened, lowered his eyebrows, and bowed three times again. Quietly waiting, without the slightest intention of running away.

When the flames burned, Yang Jian's cultivation clothes automatically emitted a divine light to protect them. But after all, it was just an ordinary Taoist robe, and it was burned to ashes after a moment of blocking, and then the fire burned to Yang Jian's body, Yang Jian's ninth turn of Xuangong was the first turn of cultivation, water and fire did not invade, and the sword and gun were not broken, this flame could not help Yang Jian, but the endless pain made him snort.

Immediately, it became quiet, and this kind of pain he often endured when he was cultivating. However, it seems to be more serious than when he cultivated, but he can afford it, he knows that this is the test of the holy weapon in the words of the patriarch, and if he can pass the test, it is half the success. Therefore, after the storm just now, he had to bow three times, which was a test of the holy weapon for himself.

Perhaps he felt that the raging flames could not cause harm to Yang Jian, the heavens and the earth were angry, and the flames were furious. The thunder in the sky was deafening, lightning slashed down one after another, Yang Jian's body also withstood the attack of lightning, and a lightning bolt fell quickly, like a moment hidden in the void, holding a dagger that was bright and dangling, and a knife stabbed into Yang Jian's back, poof, this was the sound of the blade entering the flesh, and Yang Jian's golden body was broken.

A mouthful of reverse blood spit out, Yang Jian's eyes were blurry, groggy, he shook his head forcibly, kept awake, and suddenly saw the altar next to him, the altar of Dayu was intact at this time, the incense candles, sacrifices, and offering tables seemed to be in another time and space, and fire, wind and lightning all gave way to that area.

His mind was confused, and he instinctively wanted to rush over to avoid the catastrophe, but he was suddenly startled and calmed down, this was the result of his weak will, he reached out and turned his palm into a blade, and slammed it into his thigh.

Although the flames and lightning on his body are also in great pain, but self-harm is that he knows where the pain will be, his spirit is tense for a moment, his will is firm, and the heavens and the earth seem to be affectionate, and he suddenly stopped when he saw this action.

But then the pouring rain was overwhelming, the wind, rain, and thunder were intertwined, the flames were extinguished, and in an instant it was eroded by cold rain, which was comparable to the cold snow in winter, Yang Jian's lips instantly turned purple, the frost between his eyebrows, and the cold air on his head, Yang Jian seemed to be frozen. ...,

Yang Jian has always insisted and did not use mana to fight, but the interweaving of hot and cold, Yang Jian suddenly felt tired and wanted to sleep, the frozen body moved in vain, the palm of his hand was raised, the knife fell in his hand, and it was another palm knife, inserted into the thigh, or the original wound, and the world was shocked again.

After a long time, the wind and rain stopped, the heavens and the earth were silent, and a warm sunlight fell, shining on Yang Jian's body, and he suddenly raised his head and squinted at the sun, obviously it was the second day.

"The host the host. The roaring dog shouted, "You finally woke up, yesterday you knelt here and fell asleep, I was afraid that you would offend the gods, but you couldn't wake up, it seems that these years of sleepless cultivation are indeed tired, since you wake up, then quickly kneel down and bow to the gods to make amends." ”

Yang Jian was dazed, suddenly raised his hand, and felt his body, there was no trace of abnormality, and there was no wound of self-harm on his thigh, was the wound already healed or not injured at all? Could it be that I really had a dream? Thinking of this, Yang Jian's face suddenly became extremely frightened.

knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, shouting in his mouth: "I hope that the seniors will not be surprised, Yang Jian has no contempt or disrespect, Yang Jian begs the seniors to forgive me, please !!forgive me."

Saying that he kept kowtowing, he broke his head again, and the blood stained the earth, this time it was really injured, and the howling dog wanted to stop it, but sighed and knelt on the ground.

Suddenly, Yang Jian kept kowtowing, but he didn't find it, but the roaring dog saw it, and the ground that broke Yang Jian's head was stained with blood, and the blood suddenly emitted a faint light, and the roaring dog was shocked, even if it was a faint light, there was a majestic and vast aura permeating, and it wanted to remind, but found that it couldn't move.

Soon after, the divine light was generous and bright, and Yang Jian found out that the earthy yellow Xuanguang shrouded the altar and Yang Jian, and the Roaring Heavenly Dog could not see the scene inside, only saw a vague Xuanguang, as if forming a world where the mountains worshipped.

Yang Jian was in the Xuanguang, and saw that the earthy yellow divine light was like a spring water gushing out, turning into a lotus platform on his chest, the lotus platform was like a bright citrine, and there was a strange soldier on it, according to the information given by the ancestor master, this is the original form of Kaishan Duo, Yang Jian was excited, but he couldn't get carried away, he once again bowed respectfully three times, and then raised his hands above his head, turning into a form of inheritance.

The Ming Citrine Lotus Platform slowly rotated and rose, and fell on Yang Jian's hand, Yang Jian suddenly felt a sinking in his hand, and then the lotus platform turned into nothingness, and Kaishan Duo fell into his hand, Yang Jian grabbed Kaishan Duo tightly, hugged it to his chest, and finally sat weakly on the ground, dressed roughly, and his eyes were tired.

Finally, I got it, all the efforts were worth it, Yang Jian laughed loudly, and the earth shook.

The roaring dog looked at Kaishan Duo, and there was respect in his eyes, this is a holy weapon, with a holy word, that is, the meaning of supremacy, every holy weapon is formed by gathering the beliefs of all living beings, the merits of heaven and earth, although it is not necessarily very powerful, but each holy weapon has great merit in the world of the desolate world, and has great merit in the desolate sentient beings.

Moreover, the holy weapon is easy to open the spiritual wisdom, discern loyalty and treachery, and do not do things that are not great merits, things that are not great virtues, things that are not great benevolence, things that are not great righteousness, if they use holy weapons as traitors, then the holy weapons will definitely abandon the master, if the master is too strong, they would rather collapse themselves than do evil.

Therefore, for holy weapons, they are scarce, and they have a very strong power in a certain aspect, but they also have high requirements for those who use them.

And the holy weapon is for a race, it is to suppress luck, no race is willing to weaken their racial luck, Yang Jian's father is a human race, Yang Jian cultivates immortals, but there is still a human bloodline, so he can make a mountain leader. ..., Yang Jian begged for Kaishan Duo, even if it was the sage Yuan Shi Tianzun, he did not force it, but came to ask in person, splitting the mountain to save his mother is a great righteousness, as long as he is pious in his heart, Kaishan Duo believes that this matter is a great righteousness, and it will inevitably appear-

In that peach blossom, where it was in full bloom, the heavenly court was heavily guarded, three thousand heavenly soldiers, golden armor heavenly generals, silver armored heavenly soldiers, swords and spears, cold light flashing, the softness of peach blossoms and the iron blood of armor, forming a sharp contrast.

Momoyama was low, Yao Ji sat lazily next to a pool, surrounded by prohibitions turned into cages, where is there still the style of the past, she looked haggard, her eyes were confused, and it was sad.

Suddenly, the voice of a group of warblers and warblers came, and Yao Ji knew that these were the seven princesses of Heaven, the seven fairies of Heaven, and before they went down to earth, only these seven little girls could talk to themselves, and this is undoubtedly the best way to relieve loneliness in this cold Heavenly Palace.

"Auntie, aunt ......"

"Auntie, we're here again. ”

"Auntie, how are you doing these days?"

"My father is so ruthless, why do you treat my aunt like this, since my father became the Jade Emperor, he has become more and more indifferent to human feelings. ”

"Little sister, don't talk about your father. ”

"Oh. "This little sister is the seventh of the seven fairies, with a purple dress, a shy look with a little naughty, lively and shy, looking forward to life, whether it is look or appearance, it is most similar to Yao Ji.

The one who drank the little sister was a woman dressed in red, with a heroic spirit exuding between her eyebrows, dressed in palace clothes, but like a female general, Yaoji looked at it and said: "Hong'er is becoming more and more like a general, you should be dressed in military uniform." ”

When the seven fairies heard this, they couldn't help but laugh at each other, and suddenly a woman in yellow, slender and charming, looking forward to it, was so charming, what a red face and trouble, this is the third yellow child.

"Auntie, I heard that my cousin Yang Jian is successful in learning arts, and he is about to split Momoyama and rescue my aunt. ”

"What !!" Yao Ji was shocked. (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )