Ye Feng said that Yang Jian's blood was boiling.

The idea that I wanted to save my mother was just a compromise.

As an unruly person like him, he naturally knows that what Ye Feng said is the eldest husband and should do what he should do.

However, the real problem is that Heavenly Court is powerful, and there are many good players, but in the final analysis, their own strength is insufficient and they have no confidence to challenge.

If you forcibly challenge Heavenly Court, it will be no different from looking for death.

It suddenly occurred to Ye Feng that since he could have such magical powers, he must be the reincarnation of an ancient power.

If he could have such a strong strength like Ye Feng, he could indeed be the enemy of Heavenly Court, and he could even save his mother.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Jian's face immediately became respectful, and he arched his hand to Ye Feng and said: "If you have the help of your seniors, Yang Jian is willing to be driven by your seniors, and you will have no complaints." ”

"Hehe, I'm here to help you, but I won't do it for you, this will teach you skills, so that you can get the strength to fight against Heavenly Court." Ye Feng said lightly.

When Yang Jian heard this, his face suddenly became overjoyed.

He had already decided in his heart that Ye Feng was a powerful power, and if he could get his best hands and learn his supernatural powers, he would naturally be able to compete with Heavenly Court.

It's just that Yang Jian also understands that no one will help him for no reason, and the other party must have a plan.

What's more, the law cannot be passed on lightly in the flood wilderness, the supernatural power and the Tao law are the foundation of life, and the other party can defend each other, and he must pay a sufficient price.

But no matter what the price is, Yang Jian has made up his mind at this time, and his cold face is also very firm: "What does the predecessor want Yang Jian to do?" Let's get it straight! ”

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, and he said meaningfully: "You are indeed a smart person, but there are some things that you want to be wrong." ”

"The reward I want to take from you is not what you can give now, but after I teach you supernatural powers, you will become strong before you can do things for me."

So that's the case, Yang Jian suddenly showed such a clear look on his face.

This quasi-saint seemed to have a relationship with the heavenly court, so he found himself.

That is to say, after he completes his studies, becoming an enemy of the Heavenly Court will be a great help to him.

Thinking about this, Yang Jian was indeed a little entangled again.

He wanted to make this deal with Ye Feng, but he was a disciple of the third generation of the sect.

His master, Yuding Zhenren, is a second-generation disciple of the Explanation Sect and one of the twelve golden immortals.

Speaking of the Twelve Golden Immortals, before the gods, there was a powerful flood of existence.

Not to mention the deep fortune of each one, they have been valued by the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, and countless treasures have been rewarded.

However, this time is different from the past, Yuan Shi Tianzun sat down and the twelve golden immortals have turned their heads to the Western Buddhism today.

But even so, it is still an existence in the Three Realms that no one dares to underestimate.

After all, exposition is the door of the saints.

Yang Jian now has two worries, one is that he will change his court, and he will be liquidated by the saint in the future.

The other is that he feels that the cicada is a great favor to him, and he should not apostatize first.

Ye Feng had already taken a good look at Yang Jian's hesitation.

However, he did not blame, after all, it was expected.

Ye Feng said indifferently: "If you are worried about the refreshment of the saint, then you are too worried, I can protect you!" ”

"This seat is here, even if it is the original person, I am not afraid!"

Calling the saint by his name would be so disrespectful, and Yang Jian was completely impressed by one sentence.

What kind of power is Ye Feng who can not care about the saint at all?

You must know that the saint is the ceiling level of the flood wilderness, and the combat power.

Only a saint can fight against a saint, so is Ye Feng a saint?

But back then, Hongjun Ke had already said that after being consecrated as a god, the saint would not come out.

And there are only 6 saints in the zenith, how could Ye Feng be a saint?

Suddenly, a terrible thought popped into his mind.

The method of sanctification, in addition to great merit and sanctification, also needs Hongmeng purple qi to fit the Tao.

But there is another way, that is, the great god of Pangu back then, who killed three thousand chaos gods and demons with his strength.

Preach with strength and be sanctified!

If this is the case, then Ye Feng is too terrifying, and he can indeed not take the Primordial Heavenly Venerable in his eyes.

If you can follow such a great power, can you change the world in the future?

Rescuing my mother, maybe it's just a trivial matter.

Ye Feng glanced at Yang Jian and knew that he had completely shocked him.

Sure enough, compared with monkeys, this Yang Jian is much smarter, and he is not so easy to fool.

"Yang Jian, you should understand that you have no choice!"

As soon as Ye Feng's words came out, Yang Jian had no hesitation.

"Senior, if I have to learn the supreme method and be driven by my predecessors, I will definitely do it for my predecessors no matter what."

"But I have a request, I hope the senior will agree!"

Ye Feng had already guessed some, but he still asked, "Say it!" ”

"The master of the younger generation is the real person of Yuding among the twelve golden immortals, and the master has a deep affection for me, and Yang Jian is unwilling to betray him."

"Therefore, I hope that after the seniors liquidate the Heavenly Court, they will not make a move against the Interpretation Sect."

Xu Fei's expression was indifferent, and his tone was full of playfulness: "Yang Jian, do you know why you can't advance to the Great Luo Golden Immortal for tens of thousands of years?" ”

Well?

Yang Jian was a little dazed, not understanding why Ye Feng suddenly asked himself like this.

However, he still replied honestly: "Da Luo Jin Immortal can stand in the long river of time and space and live the same life as heaven and earth, and the younger generation has only cultivated for thousands of years, so it cannot be broken through." ”

"Haha, that's ridiculous!"

Ye Feng directly moved Yang Jian, and then said to him in a mocking tone: "You are a demigod, you have extraordinary feet, extraordinary talents, and becoming a Venus in less than a hundred years is the best explanation." ”

"However, after you become Taiyi Venus, your cultivation will not be able to improve by half a point, haven't you found that there is something wrong with all this?"

Hearing Ye Feng say this, Yang Jian was also full of doubts, but he hadn't thought about it like this before.

"What do you mean?"

"What causes your cultivation to be unable to advance by half an inch is the eight or nine Xuangong you cultivate!"

"Impossible!" Yang Jian subconsciously blurted out denial, with an incredible look on his face.

His cultivation has progressed rapidly, and he is more able to fight beyond the level, so he relies on this arrogant eight or nine Xuan Gong.

This Xuan Gong can make his physical body extremely strong, far surpassing the monks of the same level.

But since he has cultivated, Yang Jian himself has also felt that the road ahead has been broken, he is confused, and he can't comprehend it at all.

He also went to Kunlun Mountain to consult his master, the Jade Ding Zhenren of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

However, Yuding Zhenren only told him that the way to rest was not to be in a hurry, saying that he was just not hot enough.

So Yang Jian attributed the reason why he couldn't improve his cultivation to the fact that the cultivation time was still short and he didn't have enough understanding.

It wasn't until today, hearing Ye Feng mention it, that he began to examine himself again.

Could it be that it is really because of the cultivation of the eight or nine Xuangong that the cultivation is unable to make an inch?

Yang Jian had fallen into deep self-doubt.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, in fact, the gap in his heart had collapsed, but the reason why he still couldn't believe it was that he was able to achieve a golden immortal in a short period of time, and he didn't rely on eight or nine Xuangong.

"Senior, the eight or nine Xuangong is the Tao passed down by the saint, and there can be no mistake......

Yang Jian's tone seemed firm, but in fact, his mind was already shaken.

Ye Feng's face was full of contempt, and he sneered: "Hehe, you are really stupid, poor chess pieces who have become a saint's calculations, but you still don't know yourself? ”

"I can tell you responsibly, the so-called Eight or Nine Xuangong is the cultivation method of the Pangu Great God, and when you cultivate to the peak, you can use your strength to prove the Tao!"

Ye Feng suddenly changed his words when he said this, "But what you have learned is not the real Eight or Nine Xuangong, it is just a defective product that is constantly deduced from the power of the Three Qings and One Origin. ”