Winding down the mountain road, Yang Jian's mood was a little low.

He didn't regret it, in fact, if he was given another chance, he would still refuse to apprentice without hesitation.

After all, Yuding Zhenren disappointed him too much, you said that you are a dignified Jin Xian, and others have robbed your apprentice in front of you, you don't dare to put a fart, so, what's the use of asking you as a master?

Originally, he didn't have a good impression of teaching, if he didn't want to change the advantage of knowing the "Heavenly Machine" and being able to learn the Nine Turns Xuangong, he would have gone to intercept the sect and apprentice a long time ago.

"It's come to this, I'm just going to intercept the teaching!"

Yang Jian cheered up, looked at Xiaobai who was looking at him worriedly in his arms, and he smiled and touched her head.

And at this moment, a figure suddenly fell from the sky and stopped in front of him.

"Fugen Zhenren!?"

Yang Jian was quite surprised, and didn't understand how the other party caught up, but when he noticed the expressionless face of the other party, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and secretly screamed that it was not good.

"Little doll, poor Dao asks you, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?" Fuxian said lightly, although he was very calm, but under his somewhat angry face, Yang Jian only felt a deep chill sweeping over his body.

"This ......" Yang Jian hesitated on the surface, but his heart was in a hurry to think of countermeasures, he felt it, in the situation just now, the other party was still licking his face and chasing after him, not because of how much the other party valued him and liked him, but .....

Killed!

"Huh, don't want to?"

The heavens seemed to feel the monstrous anger of Fuxian Zhenren, as his eyes turned cold, the black and oppressive dark clouds frantically converged towards the sky above him, the thunder shone brightly, the earth trembled, under this indescribable terrifying pressure, Yang Jian was hit hard, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Creak...... Creak......

Yang Jian only felt as if the bones in his body were about to be crushed, and his legs involuntarily knelt to the ground under this pressure.

"No, I can't kneel, stand up, stand up!"

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and roared, and his knee, which was about to touch the ground, was forcibly pulled up a few inches by him.

"I don't know what the sky is high and the earth is thick, the poor Dao has endured you again and again, not only do you not have a trace of awe and gratitude, but you don't even take us and other golden immortals in your eyes, it's really hateful!"

Seeing that Yang Jian was about to kneel on the ground under his own coercion, the corners of Fuxian Zhenren's mouth couldn't help but show a cold smile.

I think he is one of the twelve golden immortals who teach in a dignified manner, except for the master's generation, who is not awe-inspiring and polite when he sees it?

It's good now, a mere child dares to lose his face again and again, even if he has something to do with the Jade Emperor?

As soon as he thought of this, Fuxian Zhenren's eyes were even more indifferent: "Boy, Poor Dao is not that narrow-minded person, if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, Poor Dao may spare your life!"

"Go...... Go...... Fuck you!" Yang Jian desperately supported his legs to prevent himself from kneeling, but he hadn't stepped into the path of cultivation yet, how could he resist the coercion of a golden immortal? So, after scolding this sentence angrily, his whole body was bleeding from all holes, and his body was shaky.

"Look for death!" Fuxian Zhenren had ever been scolded for such vulgar words, and almost instantly, he slapped Yang Jian like thunder.

With this palm, the heavens and the earth changed color.

The terrifying fluctuations disturbed the entire Black Mountain, and in the midst of the shaking of the mountains, Yang Jian watched with tears in his eyes as an invisible giant palm in the void slapped towards him.

"Ahhh

Yang Jian was completely furious, although he knew that he would definitely die, he still tried all his strength and waved his small fist at the giant palm that could not be resisted in the void.

This punch!

It was his unyielding cry of fate!

It was his angry roar against heaven and earth!

What about the Golden Immortals?

What about the irresistible?

Want me to give in?

I don't care about you!

My life, I said it myself!!

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Once upon a time, when he was a child, he was ridiculed and bullied by other children because he had no father and mother, scolding him for being a wild seed without a father and mother, and all rotten eggs and rotten cabbage greeted him when he was young.

He has no friends, no bosom friends, every day he sees other people's strange eyes, if it weren't for his grandfather's endless love for him, he wouldn't have known what he had become, but even so, his heart was still full of endless hatred for this world.

Just because he thinks it's not him who is wrong, it's the world.

However, after coming to the Great Wilderness to become Yang Jian, Zhang Yunhua's maternal love tore a gap in his heart that had been frozen for many years, although he still returned to the state of fatherless and motherless, but that trace of warmth remained in his heart forever.

He felt that this might be God's compensation for him, not only giving him a mother who loved him like his life, but also giving him a life destined to be brilliant. It can be said that as long as he goes with the sky and gives up himself, he is destined to become the Erlang Zhenjun who everyone admires!

However, this, is it still him?

At this moment, at the moment when death was imminent, he suddenly woke up.

He is Yang Jian, the future Erlang God!

However, he is still the Li Qingyuan who will never give in.

He will never bow his head!

"Hmph!

Seeing Yang Jian swing out his threatening fist as if he was suicidal, Fuxian Zhenren shook his head disdainfully.

However, just at the last moment, a figure appeared in front of Yang Jian without warning, and at the same time waved a palm at Fuxian Zhenren.

The palms touch each other.

Rumble!

Fuxian's face changed, and his body involuntarily took a step back.

"Senior Brother Yuding !?"

When he saw the faces of the people who came, Fuxian's face suddenly became difficult to see.

"Senior Brother Fuxian, it's over!"

Yuding Zhenren first injected a fairy qi into Yang Jian's body to heal all his injuries, and then protected Yang Jian, who was surprised, behind him, and finally turned his head and looked at Fuxian Zhenren with an expressionless face.

"You ......"

Fuxian Zhenren's eyes flickered, and after a while, he said coldly with a blue face: "Senior brother, is this going to settle a cause and effect with me for a mere ant?"

"Senior brother, he is my disciple!" As a cyan long sword appeared in the hand of Yuding Zhenren, Yuding Zhenren's eyes were cold, and an astonishing murderous aura burst out from his body, "And my disciple, no one will be allowed to bully!"

"Cutting the Immortal Sword!?" Seeing the sword in Yuding Zhenren's hand, Fuxian Zhenren's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "You actually want to do it with me for him?"

"Apprentice, you are optimistic!" Yuding Zhenren turned his head and smiled at the stunned Yang Jian, and disappeared in place in an instant, and when he reappeared, Yang Jian's eyes saw a cyan sword lotus blooming in the sky.

At the same time, an indifferent voice echoed all around:

"Senior brother, if you slap my disciple today, I will return your sword, take it, the sword is born by Lian!"

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