The fourth generation of immortals of Fengshenmen is a Datong immortal, and he returned home from a trip. He walked into the alchemy room and checked the alchemy progress of the three apprentices. As soon as I opened the door, I saw a very outrageous scene.

Xuanyuan Guibiao and Li Tianxiu were drinking and playing dice. That elated, forgetful look, without the slightest trace of a peerless master, the demeanor of an immortal cultivator. And Shi Gangfeng, on the side, touched the portrait of Fairy Chang'e, who wanted to be in the wrong and looked obscene, and he was no different from the market hooligan and the prodigal son.

The pills in the alchemy furnace, which should have been strictly cared for, had already turned into a mass of charcoal. The Datong Immortals were furious: "Bad guy! Dead nature does not change! Get out of here! With a wave of his big hand, he blasted the three apprentices back to the Fengshen Gate.

In the middle of the night, a black shadow sneaked into the wooden house of Fengshenmen and searched everywhere. Jiang Fan had already noticed it, and walked behind the black shadow quietly, and then lit the candle.

The black shadow was startled, turned to face Jiang Fan, and raised the wooden stick in his hand, intending to ...... Well, it should just be intended to scare the other party, and it won't really knock it down.

Jiang Fan found that the black shadow was just a little girl about fifteen years old, and he couldn't help but want to laugh a little when he saw her every move. With this skill, this guts, you dare to come to the Divine Gate to steal things? He pretended to be fierce and vicious, and asked, "Girl, I don't know what to do when you visit late at night?" ”

The little girl was caught red-handed, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and replied calmly: "I want to use it by beating the whip." Jiang Fan asked: "What is the purpose of borrowing a whip?" The little girl replied quickly and firmly: "Hit the gods!" Jiang Fan was a little angry and ridiculous, and reprimanded: "At a young age, talk nonsense!" The god of the fairy world, you can fight if you want to! ”

The little girl was indignant when she heard this, and asked loudly: "Wouldn't the gods make mistakes?" Can the gods do whatever they want! Can't mortals seek justice from the gods? ”

After listening to the little girl's impassioned words, Jiang Fan's heart moved. If you look closely at its expression, it doesn't seem like it's a joke. So he took a few steps back, sat down, and motioned for the little girl to sit down and speak in detail.

The little girl sat down, put the wooden stick on the table, and looked at Jiang Fan with a wary expression. Jiang Fan felt a little uncomfortable now, am I so scary? This..... Hum! Who told you to just pretend to be a murderer!

Jiang Fan asked in a gentle tone, "Do you have any justice to get back, can you tell me?" ”

The little girl thought for a moment and said, "My name is Yang Meng, a native of Liuzhou, Tang Kingdom. Three days earlier, all 120 members of the family had been brutally killed by the murderers. When my father was in danger, he used his ancestral refuge talisman to send me to Fengshen Mountain. Yang Mengyan said sad things, he couldn't help but tears in the corners of his eyes, and his tone was choked: "Yang Zheng, the elder of Fengshen Mountain, said that we are the same clan, and my ancestors were originally from Fengshen Mountain. The people of this tribe are in trouble, and they should help! ”

Yang Meng wiped the tears from his face and continued: "So Elder Yang Zheng used the technique of divination to ask for a hexagram, and the hexagram showed that all the 120 members of the family had been killed. He also used the technique of divination to seek a hexagram, but found that he could not make a hexagram. Elder Yang cast a spell and asked the ghosts and gods to ask him, and was told that the souls of the Yang family's 120 people were all not in the underworld! Elder Yang knew that the matter was very involved, but he still worked tirelessly to use the technique of heavenly divination to ask the Immortal Ancestor for a hexagram. Finally got a six-character hexagram! ”

Jiang Fan couldn't wait to ask: "Those six words?" ”

Yang Meng said unhurriedly: "Holy Light City, Fallen God. ”

After listening to Yang Meng's narration, Jiang Fan frowned and thought for a while: "Why didn't Yang Zheng, that old fox, come by himself, but asked you to come and steal the whip." ”

Yang Meng hurriedly defended: "After Elder Yang performed divination three times in a row, he was so tired that he couldn't move, and now he has collapsed on the bed. He told me that the only way to solve the matter was to whip the gods. So I took it upon myself to take matters into account, hee-hee, and I was caught by you. ”

Jiang Fan turned white about the cause and effect, thinking to himself that all the children of this year are so bearish! Your original plan was to steal the Whip of the Gods, and then go to the City of Light and beat the Gods down casually! Alas! If she didn't care about this, wouldn't she be sent to death! Helping is secondary, Jiang Fan is the most unaccustomed to bullying and killing innocent guys. His first friend, Ao Xue, died at the hands of such a guy: "You can rest first, early in the cloudy morning, let's go to the Holy Light City, and meet the so-called fallen god for a while." ”

Yang Meng was overjoyed but a little worried when he heard this: "Do you want to go together?" It's a dangerous place, so if you lend me the whip, I'll go myself." ”

Jiang Fan was really stunned by the little girl in front of him who didn't know the height of the sky, you think that beating the divine whip is your broken wooden stick, can you use it if you give it to you: "It's not just to help you, but because, this is also my way!" Yang Meng seemed to understand after hearing this, and scratched his head.

At this time, the three golden lotus seeds that had been placed on the spiritual platform of the ancestor suddenly turned back into three lively lotus root people with a "bang". As soon as the three lotus root people appeared, they threw the tribute of the Lingtai indiscriminately, and scolded bitterly: "Old liar! "Be a fart fairy!" "It's better to be a lotus root person and be happy!"

Jiang Fan was overjoyed to see that the three senior brothers had returned. At the beginning, in order to help him, the three senior brothers were turned into lotus seeds by the Heavenly Dao Golden Lotus, and Jiang Fan felt guilty for a long time. Now that he saw that they were back again, he said happily: "The three senior brothers came back in time, and they just went down the mountain together on a cloudy day." ”

Yang Meng looked at the three lawless lotus root people, and Jiang Fan, who was tired of cleaning up the mess behind their butts and respectfully called them senior brothers. I couldn't help but put a question mark in my heart: "Are these guys really reliable?" ”